Warhammer 40: Starting as a Rogue Trader

Chapter 178 SCV is awesome!
The Eldar responsible for guarding the slaves never expected that these ordinary humans could break free of their cages.

To prevent genetically modified humans from damaging the cells, these iron bars are made using a special alloy.

But who could have imagined that among the spoils they brought back would be SCVs, a type of engineering machinery?

The SCV that opened the cage did not stop its actions.

This warehouse was filled with a large amount of various supplies that these dark elves considered useless.

Although many of the metal materials are fragile, the barracks built by SCVs are not picky about the quality of the metal.

Under Gao Yi's control, these metal scraps became the materials needed for SCVs to build barracks.

After all, when they first arrived in this world, even the crew's sleeping platforms could be used as materials.

All the humans who escaped from the cages watched in shock as a military camp rose from the ground.

Even the soldiers of the dynasty only knew that the production of combat suits within the dynasty was terrifyingly high, but they had never seen such capabilities from SCVs. Only some core members of the Holy Machine Order were qualified to supervise the construction of such STCs.

“Burns, are you sure this belongs to your dynasty? By the God-Emperor, this is unbelievable.”

Burns also wanted to reply to Gapas, but he was in a daze at the moment.

As the SCV dumped more metal materials into the barracks, the barracks began producing them autonomously.

This is not the time to pursue the quality of combat suits. Even if the defense level is a bit low, it is still much better than physical body and can provide combat assistance in terms of strength and servo system.

The first thing produced from the barracks was a set of combat uniforms for medics.

Upon seeing the combat suit, Burns immediately realized that the military was well aware of the special nature of medics.

Looking at Burns, who was fully dressed, Gapas felt his brain was about to explode.
With the help of the medic's nano-therapy gun, Burns began his work. He did not use the nano-therapy gun to treat the injured people's bodies directly. No one present would die for the time being; at most, they would have to endure the pain for a while longer.

But without weapons, you can only wait to die when you encounter the enemy.

"Quick! Help me sort out the weapons and equipment from this pile of wreckage: combat suits, C-14s—grab the ones that look best in the best condition first!"

The Eldar pirates' biggest headache during their raids in the expanding territory was the combat suits worn by humans.

This allowed Karusin to bring back the combat suit as a trophy after destroying Burns' team.

Combat suits that are still functional and in relatively good condition are not piled up here, but those that were destroyed or damaged in battle and are beyond repair are mixed in with this pile of supplies and carelessly discarded here like garbage.

Repairing combat suits using conventional technological methods would require a great deal of effort, but the nanotherapy gun does not.

Green nanobeams were irradiated onto the damaged combat suit.

The combat suits began to be repaired at a visible speed, while the barracks next to them continued to produce combat suits at a rate of one set every 10 minutes.

With the production of several more sets of medic combat suits, the repair efficiency has noticeably increased.

In a short period of time, Burns had already collected CMC combat suits for four squads.

Burns selected some of his most elite men to put on combat suits, and gave Japas a set as well, since he was most familiar with the route here and couldn't die yet. The rest of the men grabbed whatever metal they could find in the scrap heap as their weapons.

After repairing their combat suits, the medics began to heal the group's severely injured bodies once again.

Once his body recovered and he could put on his familiar combat suit again, Burns felt like he was back in action!

The barracks stopped producing more combat uniforms because, as Japas had said, the guards would patrol and distribute food to them approximately every four hours.

They no longer have time to arm everyone.

Before leaving, the SCV dismantled the barracks.

"Check the weapons, conserve ammunition, and avoid using the C-14 if you can handle it in close combat. This is not the well-established logistics of the Dynasty."

As Japas watched Burns and the others skillfully change into their gear and begin their vigilance as if by telepathy, he knew that these men had been far more elite than he had imagined.

Only years of training and combat experience can produce such combat proficiency. After donning their combat gear, these people's spirit and energy are completely different.

As a former member of the Punishment Legion, he had seen many of the Empire's elite Astral Army units, but few could compare to the force before him.

Although he had no concept of time here, he could only estimate the approximate time by the number of meals he ate.

I've only been here for a little over a month, so what exactly happened outside?
“Gapas, you’re the only one who’s left here, and no one knows the route better than you! We need you to lead the way!”

"Okay! But I've only explored one route, and I'm not sure I can really lead us out..."

"May the God Emperor protect us! Even if we can't escape the subsequent pursuit, killing more aliens won't be a loss! It's better than being toyed with and killed by these aliens!"

Battle formation, soldiers! For the dynasty, for the great merchant ronin!

Gao Yi was also watching all of this.

Burns and his companions' survival and resistance were, frankly, beyond his original plan.

Burns has already sacrificed enough for the dynasty. Gao Yi still intends to do his best to keep them alive, even if he can't rescue them from Comoros for the time being.

If the storyline in the Merchant Ronin game is true, then Comoros isn't truly an insurmountable place to live.

In the depths of the Comoros, in those deep pits, and in the forgotten lands, many humans and other aliens still eke out a living.

Comoros is so vast that even the Dark Eldar don't know its exact size, nor can they comprehend every single ruin beneath it.

This is very similar to the bottom nest of the Nest City.

If Burns and the others can get there, they can survive.

The existence of SCVs can even help them arm those hiding in the lower classes.

Not only humans, but also many other aliens. When this force is armed and united, it can launch attacks from unexpected places by the rebellious Zerg when needed.

As Burns led his team toward the prison gates.

The aliens in different prisons also discovered this human team.

They reached out their hands and pleaded in a language that humans couldn't understand to be rescued as well.

"Open these cells! Release these aliens; every extra person adds to our strength, and they can also draw the attention of the Dark Eldar!"

At this moment, Burns, now in the SCV cockpit, once again used the industrial clamps to open the cage, and various hideous aliens began to emerge from the cell.

There were even a few fire warriors from the Tau planet among them.

Just as Gapas said, those imprisoned here are all beings with considerable combat capabilities.

Many of these aliens were intellectually deficient, and without Burns's encouragement, they began rushing out of the cells like wild beasts, trying to find the Dark Eldar who had harmed them.

These aliens are exceptionally brutal and extremely vengeful.

Their bodies were weapons, and soon the sounds of battle could be heard outside.

When Burns led his team outside, they saw a Dark Eldar being torn apart and stuffed into the mouth of a troll-like alien.

It was clear that he was about to die.

The sounds of battle drew more guards to the scene. When they thought they would only be facing some unarmed slaves, they were greeted by a group of burly men in combat uniforms.

Spiked bullets easily tore through the Dark Eldar's thin armor.

Those without combat suits fought with crude weapons. The Dark Eldar were also carbon-based beings; even if you put two iron rods on your head, you'd still die.

(End of this chapter)