Warhammer: Just unified the Empire, you said it was 40K

Chapter 3 Emperor's Chosen One? [The signing has passed. Monday is the signing time for brothers to invest.]

The armor-piercing bullets fired by the Chaos War Gang can tear apart the Greenskins' mechas and penetrate the Astartes' ceramic steel power armor. Not to mention catching them with your hands, even if you use a person to block them, one bullet can penetrate the chests of ten people without losing its power.

Stupid pseudo-emperor's lackey.

Give your worthless life to your foolish pseudo-emperor.

But the bullet seemed to have hit something hard.

Make a dull sound.

dang!

The bullet fired from the bolter emitted hot smoke between Sithlain's fingers.

Sithlain opened his hands.

The small bullet was held in his hand.

Give it a firm squeeze.

peng!

The modified armor-piercing explosive bullet in the bolt gun exploded in his hand, but he didn't react at all. Didn't it hurt?

"Ok?"

The mortal, oppressed by psychic power, slowly raised his head.

Looking at the back of the man in heavy silver-gold power armor, and the mortal soldier holding a gun following behind.

"The Emperor's angel descends upon me!"

"The Emperor! The Emperor has sent, and my loyalty has been tested."

"Catch the bullet? Playing tricks."

A member of the Chaos Warband raised his automatic bolt carbine and shot at Sithlain.

A member of the Chaos warband issues a call from the psychic energy of the Warp, preparing to summon Chaos servants.

Faced with a ruthless warrior of the Chapter level, they didn't want to lose their lives in vain here, so it was better to let those Chaos-corrupted mortal servants go up and die.

They had long since discarded all honor and mission, and had long since abandoned the lifelong duty of loyalty and preparedness for death that the Astartes monks had carried out.

qiang!

A first-level force field generated shield appeared around Sislaine and his soldiers.

The carbine bullets shot over, but they hit the force field shield and could not penetrate.

Sislaine stood in front, as if he could stand alone against the enemy even if thousands of troops rushed towards him.

"Void Shield? You can only hide behind the shield? Mortal?"

However, the opponent's mortal capture gun can penetrate the force field and fly out one net after another.

The soldiers following Sislaine, to be more precise, should be his scientific researchers.

The scientific researchers who are exploring the planet Ozrax are equipped with sophisticated weapons and biological capture nets to capture local ecological organisms for sociological research or weapons research.

"Fight me alone, mortal!"

Two members of the Chaos Warband were annoyed by the harassment of the researchers' capture net.

The strength of the capture net is not high.

But it was very humiliating.

Every time he broke free, another net flew over to slow him down.

Give them the illusion that they, as overlords of ancient times, are constantly harassed and teased by a group of monkeys with spears.

Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!
Another beam of light fell from the sky.

More scientific researchers followed behind.

Gradually surround it.

When they saw the Chaos Cans, it was like seeing a new and exotic gadget. As scientific researchers, they had endless interest in these strange-looking creatures.

As for Sithlaine, although contact with chaos may lead to the corruption of scientific researchers, he has the Star Template, and the entire social system is transparent to him, and he is not afraid of chaos corrosion at all. By studying chaos, he can obtain some psychic technology points, and even through reverse engineering, he can create weapons specifically for subspace psychic creatures, so even if there are risks, it is acceptable.

Moreover, if he completes the exploration of the alien technology in this world, he can obtain the synaptic condenser. As long as he can get the technology of the synaptic condenser, everyone can become his scientific researcher and provide him with a steady stream of technological ideas.

Want to stay in Warhammer.

Biology requires technology points, weapons require technology points, psychic power requires technology points, and the Colossus Project requires even more technology points.

What a shortcoming!

Singled out?

Ok.

Sithlaine strode towards the two Chaos Warband members.

These two members of the Chaos War Gang were constantly trapped in the capture nets. As soon as they struggled to free themselves from one, two more capture nets immediately appeared. A group of mortals made these nimble Chaos Warriors lose the flexibility they were proud of.

"Useless, can you only hide behind?"

"You useless idiot, don't hide behind me. If you dare, I'll fight you all alone."

"One on one? Haha, this not-so-bright fellow, does he really want to challenge our Governor? He doesn't look very smart at first glance." "I want to dissect him and study him."

"Maybe we can reverse engineer it and figure something out."

Listening to the other party's mumbling, they, as members of the Chaos Gang, had never suffered such humiliation before, and they instantly became furious.

"You are seeking death!"

"Don't waste the capture net, go capture more valuable research subjects." Sithlain walked towards Chaos.

Seeing Sislaine approach, the other researchers quickly reminded him, "Governor, don't break anything! We still need to take it back for research!"

"Governor, please be gentle."

Sislaine finally got out. On the planet, he had to get up at three o'clock every day to deal with the research reports sent from the planet, and then hold a meeting to discuss the next research direction of the research station. He also held internal meetings and announced a series of bills externally. He also had to listen to the chatter of the cabinet, finance, military, necromancer, chief scientist, and chief diplomat.

I finally got out.

Finally, I don’t have to listen to those people’s nagging, so I naturally want to relax.

One advantage of the Stars template is that.

Once Sithlain obtains the template, he can directly ascend genetically.

The so-called genetic ascension means that the human body can reach the limit of its genetic carrying capacity.

Moreover, this goal was achieved in a pure-blooded human way. If one looks at these modified Astartes warriors from the perspective of the cloning branch of biotechnology that is powerful enough in the stars, one will find that those who carry out genetic modification must not understand biology.

Sithlain walked up to a Chaos Warrior, and the Chaos Warrior struggled to break free from seven or eight capture nets on his body.

The Chaos Warrior was full of anger and wanted to vent his anger on someone, and Sithlain happened to run into him. The Chaos Warrior raised his right arm and made a feint, making Sithlain think he was going to shoot.

Then he drew the Blade of Corruption from his waist and stabbed Sithlaine.

dang!

Sislaine directly pressed down the opponent's knife-holding arm, and also grabbed the pistol arm that had not yet been raised. The muzzle of the gun was pointed at his own head. The melee warrior looked at Sislaine, and there was an incredible look in his helmet.

So much strength?

Is this guy a human???
peng!

The controlled Chaos Warrior didn't react in time, and one shot was fired, hitting the Chaos Warrior next to him, and then another shot hit his chin.

peng!

Sislaine didn't give him time to think and shot directly.

One shot to the head.

Then, he kicked the man dozens of meters away, smashing the church. Another Chaos warrior who was hit was about to raise the carbine in his hand.

But the next moment, Sithlain somehow got the Chaos Warrior's Blade of Corruption and stabbed it into his chest.

The Blade of Corruption seems to carry some kind of curse.

The Chaos Warrior, stabbed in the chest, quickly began to feel pain.

Sithlaine shook off the blood from the Blade of Corruption.

It feels like there is something inside.

"Ok?"

"It's actually a demon-cursed object?"

Can an ordinary Chaos warband obtain such a thing?
Obviously unlikely.

After killing two Chaos, Sithlain felt a little unhappy.

Only two chaos.

Can't there be a few more?

Not warmed up yet.

"My Lord Governor, my Lord Governor, why are you going to the battlefield again? I have told you so many times."

"You can't be so willful. If something goes wrong, how am I going to explain it to the Gamma Empire?"

A beam of white light came from behind.

A little old man in protective clothing, not even as tall as Sithlain's knees, ran over.

This is Brown Hawken, the chief scientist of the Sith Lain on their home planet.

With his gray beard, hunched back, white coat and glasses, he looks a bit like Einstein.

Outside, the Warp responded to the Chaos Warband's call.

　Human: "Troop casualties are too high."

　　Greenskin: "What is a unit?"

　　Necromancer: "What are casualties?"

　　Dwarf: "What is tall?"

　　
　
(End of this chapter)