Warhammer: Don't Call Me the God of All Machines

Chapter 407 They Are War Dogs (Please Subscribe)
When the light faded, a company of Solar Auxiliary Forces had completed the implantation of the ideological seal.

They were still arranged in the original formation and holding the original weapons and equipment, but their natural spiritual temperament had been sublimated.

Human selfishness and desires are suppressed and erased, just like the makeup of the body is washed away, and what remains is absolutely pure and firm will.

What appeared before Luo Xi's eyes was like a steel knife that had been completely integrated after being recast. They had a common will, a common goal, and a common belief. Only determination and rationality remained in their eyes.

The ideological stamp of loyalty incorporates the already existing strong will and elevates it to another level.

"The 17th Solar Auxiliary Army is ready, sir, please give your instructions."

The veteran's voice was as calm as a machine that had just been lubricated, revealing unshakable composure.

The mechanical priests present suddenly realized something was wrong. They felt that these mortals suddenly became more like machines than they were.

Their every movement and every look are as uniform as those of one person. That sense of movement and rhythm, like a perfect machine, is exactly what the Mechanicus is pursuing.

However, they were surprised to find that what they were still pursuing had already appeared in these mortals.

The leader of the Imperial Fists, Pollax, acted extremely serious. He was shocked by the transformation that had taken place in the Solar Auxiliary Army in such a short period of time. The determination and awareness they showed even surpassed that of many young warriors of the Imperial Fists.

As the intensity of the war increased, the Imperial Fists had to resort to rapid conscription and transformation to draw in soldiers. However, the recruited Imperial Fists were inferior to the original Seventh Legion in terms of combat effectiveness and fighting will due to the lack of baptism and training in legion culture.

And there is no confusion, no hesitation, no doubt, and no anxiety in these mortal warriors before him.

He dared to bet his hundreds of years of war experience and reputation that this Solar Auxiliary Army would be an extremely tough nut to crack on the battlefield.

Even the Astartes would be covered in blood when facing such enemies.

Apart from physically eliminating them, other tactics such as harassment, mental oppression, fear tactics, and even decapitation tactics are of no use.

Because under the influence of the ideological stamp, this army no longer has a clear and fixed "leader". The soul of each of them has merged into one great will, and the death of the commander will not cause much impact.

Each of them can use the most rational thinking to make the most advantageous decision for the battle situation.

Luo Xi nodded silently, admiring the sacrifices made by this group of Sun Auxiliary Army who had completed their transformation.

No matter how it is explained, being stamped with ideological stamp is a restriction on human beings. No matter what lofty and great reasons are used to justify it, it is an invisible sacrifice.

The recipient of the implant will become more indifferent to other emotions and will move forward courageously to achieve the goals set by the thought stamp.

"Perhaps because of the existence of the ideological stamp, they will have a better chance of surviving the final battle that is bound to break out in the future."

Akan Rand was calculating the probabilities in his mind. His brain, which was comparable to a supercomputer, was able to easily calculate such problems.

The special representatives sent by Malcador recorded all the details. They even compared the previous and current evaluation scores of the soldiers of the 17th Company of the Solar Auxiliary Army to analyze their mental state after the implantation of the thought seal.

"The thought seal is a great technology. Perhaps it will change our extremely unfavorable situation when facing the warp."

After recording his report, the Special Representative added a paragraph about his own feelings at the end.

"The ideological stamp should not be limited to the military. Our Ministry of the Interior and Ministry of Justice especially need the assistance of the ideological stamp. It will cut off human selfishness and prejudice. Our rigid system may become flexible with the joint efforts of more officials implanted with the ideological stamp."

The members of the 17th Solar Auxiliary Corps would be brought in for further inspection and evaluation by the Mechanicus's bio-magos. They must ensure that the technology was sufficiently stable and had no obvious flaws. Even if there was a one in ten thousand chance of error, the solar system now had over a hundred billion mortal troops and an even greater number of ordinary humans. That was a formidable number that could not be ignored.

Just as Polux was about to step forward with his Imperial Fist to receive the implantation of the Thought Seal, the Black Shields waiting beside them suddenly became agitated.

The Captain of the Imperial Fist frowned and put his huge body in front of the black shields. He had no idea what the loyalists of the traitor legion wanted to do, but it was better to be careful.

It was thanks to Pollax's cautiousness and careful planning that he was able to stabilize the morale of the army and break the siege of the rebels led by Perturabo after the Punishment Fleet suffered heavy damage in the Warp Storm.

If that expedition had been led by Sigismund, it might have been destroyed by Perturabo.

"Endred Hal, what do you want to do?" the Imperial Fists said sternly.

"In the name of the Emperor, you must not act so recklessly."

In front of him, a man named Black Shield, who was only slightly shorter than Polux but had a more muscular body, took off his helmet, revealing a face with a centipede-like scar left by a chainsaw axe.

"Who are they?" Standing on the platform, Luo Xi asked Akan Rand with some confusion.

The sage took a deep breath and said with a heavy face.

"War dogs, they are the Emperor's war dogs, not those damned World Eaters traitors, Endred Har, he is the leader of the Black Shield Force [Emperor's Fangs], and he earned the nickname [Broken Hound] for himself during the war."

"It's strange, why is he making such a fuss? Hal is completely different from the other soldiers of the Twelve Legions. He doesn't get angry easily."

The Twelfth Legion? The Loyal Sons of Angron?

Luo Xi suddenly became curious. He originally thought that the loyalists of the 12th Legion had all died in the purge of the Legion by Istvaan III.

I didn't expect that on Terra, there was an Astartes army composed mainly of war dogs.

In addition, what surprised Roche was that Hal, a member of the 12th Legion, did not have the blasphemous dark technology of the Butcher's Nail implanted in his huge head.

"This guy... I rarely see anyone who can match Polux in size. This war dog Hal is probably even taller and more majestic than Fat Tiger Auguston."

"Thunder Warrior. I guess Hal is related to the Thunder Warrior. He may be an Astartes transformed from a Thunder Warrior, or one of the candidates." Sage Rand added.

It was impossible for him to care so much about an ordinary Astartes, and what made him curious was that there was actually a War Dog Astartes who was suspected to be a Thunder Warrior's predecessor.

"Hal joined the Legion very early. He was a member of the original company of War Dogs and is probably the oldest person in the twelve existing Legions."

"Before Angron returned, he had already followed the Emperor in his conquests and completed the Unification War."

This strange war dog veteran did not have the anger and murderous intent that were expressed out loud like his compatriots. On the contrary, all his emotions were extremely restrained, like a sharp blade hidden deep in its scabbard.

And now, his deep-hidden murderous will was awakened, and his deep eyes stared straight at Luo Xi in the stands, making him shudder all over.

Luo Xi sensed from the look in his eyes that he would stop at nothing. If anyone dared to stand in front of this man and block his way, no matter who they were, whether loyal or traitor, he would treat them equally and kill them without mercy.

But why did this veteran War Dog have such a big reaction to him?

(End of this chapter)