Warhammer: Angron Training Manual

Chapter 236 Professional Anti-Psychic

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"I established a base underground on the planet."

"Since the soldiers of the Fourth Legion helped me, you, the Fourth Legion, can also use that stronghold."

Perturabo stood in front of the communication panel and looked at the face of Qin Xia, the person he hated the most.

But at this moment he couldn't show his dislike, because Perturabo could foresee that he must have special need for the base underground in the planet.

Whether we want to start the attack before the Emperor's arrival or after the Emperor's arrival, it is necessary.

"I understand." Perturabo nodded with a cold expression.

Qin Xia also wanted to share some information. After all, the Fourth Legion was now cooperating with the Twelfth Legion.

But before he could finish his words, Perturabo suddenly spoke to Qin Xia as if he was talking to his subordinates, "Stop talking nonsense, you can leave now!"

Then, before Qin Xia could retaliate verbally, he quickly raised his hand and turned off the communication panel.

Recalling the clever trick he had just played, he wondered what Qin Xia's expression would be when he was defeated by him at what he was best at. Qin Xia, who never wanted to lose in talking, would have such a look on his face.

As he thought about it, Perturabo raised one corner of his mouth slightly.

At this time, a Trident came over to report: "Primarch, the transport plane is ready."

Perturabo didn't even look at the Trident and walked out of the command deck in silence.

Following the IV Legion's signature high-efficiency process, Perturabo quickly boarded a transport plane and then headed from his own flagship to the XII Legion's flagship.

Today we have another daily meeting.

Since the two legions unanimously decided to wait for the Emperor to arrive a few days ago, the two Primarchs made a rule that they needed to meet every day and talk about something.

Even if there is nothing to discuss, they have to meet so that they can quickly discuss countermeasures in any situation and have the two legions implement them together.

The transport plane entered the 12th Legion's flagship, the Resolute Resolve, and then Perturabo entered the command deck under a quick procedure.

After scanning the entire command deck with a sour face as usual and giving a "loose personnel status" assessment, Perturabo's eyes fell on his brother Angron.

Qin Xia stood in front of Angron.

The two are talking.

"I have asked the think tank to compile and compile the information about the Eldar Ark World. You should have seen it half an hour ago."

"Yes, father. I have seen it. What happened in the Thuntar Ark World is really sad. I thought they were all our enemies."

"This is the same as the High Knights. There may be some good people among them, but it still cannot change the fact that they are all enemies of us."

"..."

After briefly talking about what happened on the Ark World before, Qin Xia looked at Perturabo.

Perturabo was a little nervous at this time, but this nervousness was not visible on the surface.

He didn't expect Qin Xia to appear on the flagship so soon.

Did this megalomaniac soul egg use the flagship's communication facilities?
"The psychic from the 15th Legion who is good at prophecy has also entered the galaxy. I would like to place that Thousand Son on the White Knight. What do you think?" Angron asked.

Speaking of the Fifteenth Legion, Qin Xia's eyes moved away from Perturabo's face.

Thousand Sons.

The Fifteenth Legion, Sons of Magnus.

This word is not a synonym for a legion like the World Eaters, or a glorious title. In the Fifteenth Legion, the word Thousand Sons represents a catastrophe.

There is a serious problem with the gene-seed used by the Fifteenth Legion, which is that the users of the gene-seed will undergo extremely serious mutations.

It's like something has stayed in the subspace for too long and has been corroded by the environment there into strange shapes.

Then some within the Fifteenth Legion attempted to save their battle-brothers, attempting to completely reverse the mutation defects of the Fifteenth Legion's gene-seed.

Magnus also joined the cause, as he cared deeply about his offspring.

But shortly after Magnus' return, this attempt did not make the legion better but instead led to a disaster, which left only about 1000 normal people in the th Legion.

And when the name Thousand Sons appeared in the Primarch's mouth, Qin Xia realized that the catastrophe had already happened.

"I think it's better for him not to come to the White Knight." Qin Xia said.

Qin Xia knew that the people of the Fifteenth Legion had resorted to every possible means to solve the flesh and blood mutation and reverse the terrible consequences of the catastrophe.

If that Thousand Son came to the White Knight, he would most likely be very interested in the ancient relics and even do something that could easily cause conflict within the Legion.

Even if this does not happen... the Thousand Sons' knowledge of the Warp has led to their obsession with the psychic powers of the Warp.

Qin Xia felt that he would be unable to resist persuading that person, and he could also imagine what would happen next:
That person would not listen at all. Instead, he would think that it was a bit too much for Qin Xia, a psychic master and psychic abuser, to persuade Qianzi not to abuse psychic power.

Qin Xia also felt that even if he told the other party what his characteristics were, the other party would not believe it, or would fall into jealousy after believing it, which would bring him a lot of unnecessary trouble.

"Why would you not?" Perturabo stepped forward. "Because the men of the Fifteenth Legion are more arrogant than you?"

Qin Xia turned to look at Perturabo, not looking angry or annoyed at all, just smiling.

There was a sense of "You know what I'm going to say next" in that smile.

Perturabo's brain was working rapidly, thinking about what Qin Xia would say next.

Directly curse? Humiliate? Irony? Or reveal some absurd things about the Fourth Legion?
But when Perturabo was thinking about what Qin Xia would say, it was Angron, not Qin Xia, who spoke.

"There is nothing to discuss today," Angron said. "You may withdraw, Perturabo."

Hearing this, an expression emerged on Perturabo's expressionless face, changing from gloomy to bright, and changing several expressions in a few seconds.

Perturabo had nothing to say, or it seemed as if he had something to say but hadn't yet figured out the words.

Seeing his embarrassment, Angron covered his stomach with one hand and pointed at Perturabo with the other, laughing. "Hahahaha! You didn't expect that! I helped my father get back on his feet!"

"Perfect, his reaction is just as we expected." Qin Xia also laughed and high-fived Angron in celebration.

The embarrassment that kept changing on Perturabo's face finally turned into surprise, and then into a slightly surprised look that seemed to be natural.

Then came the anger. Perturabo now regretted very much that he had come to the flagship of the 12th Legion.

In other words, he regretted saying to Qin Xia, "Got it, leave now," before arriving on the flagship of the 12th Legion.

It should be said later.

In this way, the two of them would not be able to discuss countermeasures, and now they are embarrassing themselves.

Thinking of this, Perturabo slammed the tactical table vigorously: "Enough!"

However, Angron and Qin Xia ignored the scolding.

Perturabo realized that his state would only make the two men laugh louder, so he fell silent and said nothing more.

Until Angron and Qin Xia had laughed enough.

"You were the first to say 'back off' to my father." Angron stepped forward with a smile and took Perturabo's arm. "But since you are fighting two against one, I still have to say this to you: don't be angry."

Perturabo angrily waved his arm and shook off Angron's hand.

Angron shrugged helplessly.

Afterwards, the twelfth Primarch suddenly felt a trace of regret in Perturabo's heart, as if he felt that it was indeed he who told Qin Xia to leave first.

This apology also contains some thoughts of reconciliation.

Perturabo just raised his arm in a gesture for a handshake.

Angron thought he was going to shake hands, but Perturabo reached over his head and adjusted the metal cables plugged into the back of his skull.

After being fooled, Angron suddenly realized that Perturabo was indeed difficult to deal with, because this guy had learned a way to counter telepathy - by shaping an emotion for himself to confuse perception.

Although this ability is not always used and does not always work, it is indeed a method that the Lord of Steel has figured out.

"Let's get down to business." Angron turned serious. "There is only one thing we need to discuss today. That is, a group of people will arrive in this system in the future. They are all professional anti-psychic people."

Perturabo nodded.

Angron continued, "If they have any requests that require the cooperation of our two legions, then I would like to ask you to promise to let the soldiers of the Fourth Legion cooperate with them."

After saying this, Angron suddenly sensed hope and joy rising in Perturabo's heart.

As professional anti-psychics, this meant that their arrival might bring the most perfect outcome to this war - ending the war before the Emperor's arrival, and then showing the victory to the Emperor who had just arrived in the galaxy.

"When did you train anti-psychic forces?" Perturabo asked curiously.

Angron sensed that Perturabo was trying to extract some information.

Perturabo suspected that anti-psychic artifacts existed on Nuceria. If they could be reverse-engineered, the IVth Legion would never need to face the need for the assistance of such a hateful sorcerer again.

"They are not anti-psychic troops, but anti-psychic personnel." Angron explained, "They are a group of civilians, corporate employees. I temporarily rented them to perform anti-psychic tasks."

"What?!" Perturabo looked puzzled. This super inventor who seemed to have been born with knowledge now had the expression of a student who knew nothing.

"There is a stock market in Nukeria. You should know about this, right?" Qin Xia said.

Perturabo threw up his hands. "What nonsense are you talking about? What does the stock market have to do with what we are talking about?"

"Of course it's not related. When the stock market was first established, there were cases of psychics interfering with the market. For example, some became super-rich by predicting the future, and some directly controlled the leaders of certain companies to manipulate the market." Angron said.

"Then a new profession emerged on Nukeria, which was to eliminate psychics who interfered with the operation of the market. They were called Soul Hunters," Qin Xia said.

"One ten-thousandth of the money from every stock transaction will be given to the Soul Hunters' Union, which will then use the money to hire people, pay salaries, and develop new anti-psychic and psychic detection methods."

Angron and Qin Xia took turns explaining to Perturabo what a civilian professional anti-psychic was.

"You Nuceria play a currency game, and you have psykers cheating in this currency game."

"And because of this incident, the currency game gave birth to an anti-psychic profession, and this profession can now serve as a military component and come to the front line to help fight?"

Perturabo's expression was very complicated, and his mentality was also very complicated.

"You guys really have made a name for yourself."

Angron and Qin Xia looked at each other.

The two were actually quite surprised when they first heard the news.

The two savior gods of Nu Star have been fighting in the galaxy for many years and don’t even know how far Nukeria has developed, let alone the anti-psychic profession that extends from financial transactions.

The two only found out about this when the outstanding contestants of this year's Nu Star Global Gladiatorial Competition were sent here by Nu Star transport ships to become reserve interstellar warriors.

Nu Star also sent some psychics who are not easy to appear in Nukeria, a place with a stable reality structure.

Among those psykers, there are those who discover their own talents and then choose to take the psyker think tank registration route and directly become reserve Space Marine transformers.

There were also some who were discovered and captured alive by the Spirit Hunters, and were thrown into prison. Because the Nuxing bureaucrats knew that the Legion was recruiting psychics, they directly sent them to the Legion.

So that's two surprises, one for the anti-psychic guy and one for the psyker.

Qin Xia just felt that... it should be said that the Nukerians always brought him some surprises, whether it was during the City Devourer Uprising War or now...

"That's all I wanted to say." Angron sensed Perturabo's mind. "Okay, brother, when they come I will make some of them obey your orders, as long as you don't kill them all."

"..." Perturabo, who was about to ask Angron to assign some anti-psychic personnel, swallowed his words.

When Perturabo heard the word "tithe kill", he knew that there was still a negative stereotype of him in Angron's mind.

"If there is nothing else, let's adjourn the meeting." Angron added, "My father and I have to go check on the troops sent by Nuxing."

"Remember what you said. When those so-called professionals arrive, I will have the authority to command them," Perturabo said sternly.

"I understand. Please step back." Qin Xia said.

Qin Xia and Angron, who had teamed up to trick the Lord of Steel several times, looked at each other and laughed.

Perturabo raised his middle finger in anger.

Angron stepped forward and put his arm around Perturabo's shoulders, personally escorting him off the command deck and onto the IV Legion transport in the hangar.

(End of this chapter)