Dedicate loyalty to the good empire

Chapter 146: Steel Inside and Out
The heavy air gradually became turbid as the promethium burned, and the dark giants' respirators brought out long tail sounds.

In an armored vehicle moving forward, a female Mechanicus chronicler watched the fully armed giant in front of her swallow a pill and then swallow it with Amset wine.

Now, a faint stench echoed inside the fully enclosed car, but the pace of progress did not stop.

The woman was quite beautiful, perhaps that was why the Iron Warrior spared her life. Of course, her purple pupils also represented her other identity.

Khadija.

Although the Chaos Lord kept saying that he wanted her to record his great achievements, she understood.

This Chaos Lord only wanted a toy that could provide him with emotional value, a people that had defeated Chaos countless times, to be his slave.

She looked at him timidly. There was an ancient rune on the warrior's shoulder. It was an eight-pointed star representing chaos, a disgusting thing.

He was wearing a helmet, and the recorder had seen the distorted face beneath the helmet, a horror that he would never forget.

The huge third hand behind him represents his identity, a war blacksmith, an intelligent being who masters the laws of technology.

And her?

She was born in Cadia and went to work as a special chronicler sent by the Legion to an Imperial Forge World, but it has now fallen completely.

It became the forges of the Iron Warriors, their brown plate, their terrible engines, glory and victory lost.

She also understood that she was one of the spoils, but the honor of the Cadians would not allow her to become a toy...

Now, the giant seemed to see her dissatisfaction and asked from a condescending position, his voice hoarse and ancient, as if it had crawled out from the darkest place in the universe.

"Caffeine?"

She was shocked. That was the food that Space Marines ate. A mortal like her would die of heart failure and poisoning if she swallowed it. She thought that perhaps she was no longer of any value to him.

Well done!
She took the thing, raised it, and prepared to swallow it, wondering if she would see the Emperor...

She had served those terrible things, praised them with all the poetry she had learned throughout her life, and if her soul was consigned to an endless and lonely void, she would have deserved it.

She raised the pill, and the next moment, a mechanical arm held her hand. It was a huge metal creature, a Kabrant mecha.

She immediately loosened her grip and the pills began to fall into her mouth, which she swallowed.

But the next moment, the giant stood up and punched her in the abdomen. The dry retching and the impact caused the pill to be vomited out along with the debris.

Now, the Chaos Space Marine was looking at her with smugness, as if confirming his complete control over this mortal. That was shameful...

Unbearable...

A mocking look, as if playing with the Cadians could erase their repeated failed Black Crusades!
But now, she understood that she didn't even have the right to die.

He said condescendingly. "Look at me, forgetting that mortals can't eat that stuff."

"My little canary, you must write my story."

His massive hand gripped the mortal's head as the noble chronicler known as Canary retched, his bodily fluids spilling onto the interior of the Rhino transporter.

The mecha soldier next to him really couldn't bear to watch it anymore, but he couldn't move.

He is Roglo, the last Iron Man.

Now he works for this group of lunatics. Although he doesn't want to admit it, he is indeed more human than those beasts.

He wanted to stop the violence here, but he had no reason, no need, he just had to continue playing the role of the soulless puppet...

Just like he had done countless times before when the stars rose and set, and when the sun and moon changed.

He watched the giant stand up, then grab the mortal, use the most crazy method to awaken her consciousness, and then said.

"We will soon be landing at the Imperial Fists' stronghold. I want you to write about how we will completely destroy that place."

"I want you to watch and understand how we, the Iron Warriors, defeated them, those damned cowards!"

He smiled with a hint of contempt, a hint of creepy smile. No matter who was guarding the fortress, Roglo felt sad and afraid for him.

He is so unlucky...

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"I'm so unlucky!" Taylor looked at the enemies rushing forward outside the fortress. Heavy armor-piercing missiles were trying to tear open the armor of the Iron Warriors, but he was still uneasy and afraid.

How could this happen… He just wanted to spend a comfortable service life here, but bad luck always finds him. Seriously speaking, Taylor thought he was finished.

He hurriedly asked the heavy artillery team to open fire, but the vehicles of those Iron Warriors were all from the 30k era and were extremely sturdy.

Several explosions were unable to shake those heavy objects. Fragments bounced off the armor, as if mocking the powerlessness of mortal weapons. Taylor quickly made a radio call, asking for something to be brought over.

Until the long whistle of the train gave him spirits, a huge war fortress stopped beside him, and it was loaded with planetary guards for support.

A large number of people walked up the wall, and the huge railway cannon fired like raindrops, as if victory was just around the corner.

Then an enemy volcano cannon hit the front of the fortress, the top position.

About 30 heroes were vaporized in an instant, leaving only vague black silhouettes, which made Taylor terrified.

That gap also became a good login point!
He watched the Space Marine vehicles approaching. Although the railway guns blew up many enemies, several heavy Rhino armored vehicles were approaching the wall.

They used a special climbing rope to be cast onto the outside of the wall and began to climb up. The soldiers were extremely nervous because the Emperor's Angel of Death was coming to punish them...

Every Imperial had heard their stories since childhood, and now those guys were going to be the ones killing them.

Taylor raised his weapon and watched the climbing rope automatically retract under the tension of the equipment.

Several giants wearing silver-black armor used the force to quickly climb up here, and at the same time quickly used explosive bombs to clear out the mortals on the city wall.

Their explosive shells sliced through mortal heads in an instant, and their chainswords destroyed mortal cover.

Those who dared to attack them became dead, and the sandbags and metal shelters were penetrated by the bombs, then the people behind them were smashed to pieces.

It is simply devastated.

Taylor and the members of Class 15 were about to retreat, but a Chaos Space Marine came over with a strange backpack called the Third Hand on his back, followed by a beautiful mortal woman.

She wore a long gauze-like dress, black stockings, had golden hair, and beautiful purple eyes, the kind only found on Cadians or psykers.

She cast a pleading look at Taylor, but immediately retracted it, as if realizing that her thoughts might cause the man more pain than he had expected.

But it is already late.

The Chaos Space Marine smiled. "You're interested in him? My little canary? Do you think this mortal could save your life?"

The lady immediately replied in fear. "No, sir... I have devoted my whole heart to writing my war record for you."

But he said, "Initiate kill command, code 0C," and then shoved a floppy disk into a slowly approaching Kabrandt mecha.

The next moment, the three-meter-tall iron man waved his arms angrily and replied with a rough mechanical voice. "Killing Protocol, activate!"

He began to move forward quickly, and the woman could not help but close her eyes. She seemed to have seen Officer Taylor being smashed into a pulp.

But the next moment, Iron Man's fast fist hit the ground due to a "lucky" mechanical failure.

The explosive bullets fired from the mecha soldiers' shoulders were also "dodged" by this mortal officer again and again, amid the soldiers' astonished gazes and cheers.

Suddenly, Taylor used the most ingenious method to remove the floppy disk from the iron man's chest, forcing him to stop his actions.

The warsmith said dissatisfiedly, "Mortal! How is this possible?"

Taylor watched the robot, who had once again faked his own death and started to play a fake match, eject the floppy disk himself, and dodging was just a subconscious action. At the same time, he also recognized his Iron Man brother...

He sighed and replied, "I said I knew him, do you believe me?"

(End of this chapter)