Warhammer 40 Spring: Loyalty of the Multiverse

Chapter 236 The Envious Crowd

Everyone watching this scene had the same question in their minds: "What, are they complaining about our ammunition now?"

Upon witnessing this scene, a technical sergeant from the Rift Fortress main battle regiment sighed and silently dragged the piled-up weapons and ammunition, which originally belonged to his own unit, back to his own ranks with the help of the mortal auxiliary troops.

Not very harmful, but extremely insulting!
Tie Hui sat at the small table behind him, frantically devouring an iron disc made with nanotechnology.

After the technology obtained in the nanocore world was brought back and applied, some of the original foods from Astartes were modified.

For example, these biscuits are still one of the main rations of the Astartes, but they have been mixed with nano-bio-based liquid.

It can help Astartes further digest these foods and obtain energy from them. In addition, the nano-bio-liquid inside is a highly concentrated compressed nano-bio-energy that can replenish the basic operating energy of the nano-core.

He stuffed a jerky centipede, some jujubes, and a steel patty into his mouth, like a Warhammer 40k version of a hamburger.

Then he downed a mouthful of the nutritious, high-energy porridge that had just been cooked with pine barley. He then leaned back lazily in his chair, patted his belly, and let out a satisfied burp.

Then he stretched out his hand and clenched his fist, activating the nanocore. An extremely thick and futuristic nano-silicon armor instantly appeared on his forearm and palm.

Feeling the surging power within him, he immediately swung his arm. The feeling was addictive; it was so exhilarating!

Meanwhile, the shark cans around them, which had already replenished their energy, also activated their nanocores.

In an instant, blue light flashed, and then cool nano-silicon gold armor appeared on their power armor bodies.

Seeing this new type of armor technology, the Silent Sisters, the Imperial Guard, and Astartes of the Rift Fortress main battle group were all completely astonished.

The Silent Sisters and the Imperial Guards coveted the imperial aura attached to it, while the group of canned goods coveted the new type of armor that seemed capable of mass-producing and equipping them.

Tiberius and his gang of shark canned goods, though outwardly showing no emotion, were inwardly ecstatic.

Having fought alongside Lord Iron Glory for so long and acquired so many treasures, I almost forgot that the everyday weapons and tools they used were sacred objects personally witnessed by the Emperor, had I not encountered any other relatives along the way.

Even now, seeing the envy, jealousy, and hatred in my cousins' eyes fills me with immense satisfaction.

But in order to maintain his "rich man" image, he remained outwardly calm and unperturbed by these events.

However, in the presence of the truly wealthy elite, these shark-canned soldiers' efforts to maintain their affluent demeanor made them seem like nouveau riche.

Watching them, I couldn't help but purse my lips and turn my head away, out of sight, out of mind. A bunch of nouveau riche are actually living better than us true aristocrats!
After showing off enough, Tiberius picked up the communicator, puffed out his chest with unusual arrogance, and coughed twice before looking up.

"Hey Hey hey!"

A familiar voice came from their own two ships: "What are your orders, sir!"

Tiberos stood tall and proud, one hand on his hip and the other holding a communicator. He glanced at the Imperial Guard and his relatives, then said smugly, "After replenishing our basic weapons and ammunition, let's go support our relatives. Leave the cleanup and purification of the ships to them."

"Yes! Your lord!"

Tiberius's idea was simple: to demonstrate their strength. They had now formed a covert alliance with the Empire.

Only on the surface does a system of hierarchy still exist, with a clear hierarchy of who's in charge and who should obey whom. But behind the scenes, it's a clear-cut power struggle between two factions. No matter how much the Emperor favors them, there are always some idiots among those working for him.

Therefore, demonstrating force is necessary to maintain the foundation for cooperation between the two sides.

This left everyone who was unaware of the situation puzzled. "Your warship is in this state, what combat capability can it possibly have?"
Or are you trying to talk about boarding?
It's understandable, since a battle group that uses relics like ordinary ammunition will inevitably be stronger than its opponents in close combat.

Especially in the current situation of fighting against chaos.

However, what happened next caused everyone, including Atal Tevar, Cassandra Varos, and Bastian Grix, who were still directing the battle, to momentarily freeze in their minds for half a second.

Suddenly, some of the modified hatches on the two warships opened rapidly, and one after another, unidentified canned goods that had already been replenished rushed out.

This caused a gasp of surprise from those watching. Although Astartes' power armor also functions as a spacesuit.

But that doesn't mean they can fight the enemy directly in the void.

But now, looking at these unidentified canned goods rushing out of the man-eating shark gang, it seems like they're going to take the battlefield to outer space!
As soon as the tactical request was uploaded, the three commanders advancing on Astartes and the nuns immediately nodded in agreement.

They also wanted to see what kind of strength these Astartes, dressed in different power armors, really had.
Then they saw the canned goods, in groups of three or five, rapidly approaching a Black Legion destroyer under the cover of space torpedoes and fighter jets.

Then they dashed straight into the breach created by the space torpedo. It's unclear what they did inside, only that it took less than half a Terran time.

The destroyer exploded violently, flames shooting into the sky, while the group of sharks shot up one after another from the blasted hole, moving away from the destroyer and returning to the cover of their own fighter squadron.

As they sped away, the destroyer behind them suffered an even more violent explosion. The entire warship split into two sections, then into four or five more, drifting in space like wrecked debris.

Bastian Glicks and his brothers stared in disbelief at what had just happened.

Then I saw these cousins ​​turn around and rush towards another Black Legion Moon-class cruiser.

Are you guys still Astartes?
Those members of the Mechanic Cult who were directing the various mechanical positions experienced an immediate, overwhelming euphoria upon witnessing this scene.

In particular, their mechanical nozzles sprayed out large amounts of waste oil, just like a shower hose, with the entire hose flailing wildly in the air.

What the hell is this new technology?
How could it increase Astartes' strength so much?

In no time, those who lived nearby began using their own internal networks to secretly contact each other.

Every tech enthusiast wanted to uncover the secrets of these Astartes, so they quickly negotiated and produced one agreement after another.

At the same time, all kinds of videos and recordings were packaged and blocked by them. Even some combat videos that had to be recorded during combat missions were secretly confiscated by this group of tech enthusiasts.

After all, when it comes to technology, mechanical engineering is all about enjoying the fun alone!

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(End of this chapter)