Warhammer: Rebuilding the Golden Age Starting with Farming

Chapter 127 Engineering Department Six Departs, Twilight's Movement

Simulated combat training continues in the central square of Horisonburg.

But the atmosphere now is much more relaxed than when we were fighting the "Ghost Craftsman".

"Buzz"

The ball flew at high speed close to the ground, using the anti-gravity field to perform irregular, serpentine maneuvers.

But this time it's not simulating the kind of ghosts that can walk through walls and fly, but rather the most basic and numerous unit in the space necromancer army—the Necromancer Scarab.

Although these things are numerous and look frightening, their attack patterns are very simple.

It can only crawl on physical surfaces, overwhelming enemies with sheer numbers, and then using its tiny mouth, capable of breaking down matter, to gnaw at armor.

"Watch your step! Focus fire!"

Kolber roared.

Six elite soldiers simultaneously lowered their gun barrels and began firing sweeping shots at the ground.

"Slap! Slap! Slap!"

The marker bullet accurately hit the group of fast-moving balls.

"Beep—Analog unit damaged."

Andy waved, and the balls flew back into his hand.

He looked at the soldiers, who were now visibly more confident, and nodded.

as expected.

Fighting the ghosts used to be hellish difficulty, but fighting the scarabs is much easier now.

Although the units of the Necromancers in space are also suspended in anti-gravity, they are still subject to the physical inertia of the physical universe.

When the Ghostly Craftsman changes direction, it will noticeably slow down and reduce its turning radius, and its speed limit is just so-so. The Scarab can only crawl close to the ground.

But the small ball in Andy's hand is made of a biomimetic multi-alloy, which he can directly manipulate using his computing power.

Its change of direction is at a right angle, and its acceleration is instantly maximized, making it far stronger than a true undead unit!

To put it bluntly, Andy was training these people in an "overloaded" way.

If, under such extremely difficult training, the soldiers can keep up with the rhythm of the ball and maintain a very high accuracy rate, then...

So, in actual combat—

When faced with relatively "slow" true undead units, they will feel as if the other party is moving in slow motion.

"Maintain this intensity."

Andy gave Kolber instructions.

"Practice for three more days."

"We need to make them develop muscle memory so that their first reaction to seeing a dark shadow moving is to move."

"Yes, boss!"

Just as gunshots were ringing out across the square.

A convoy consisting of two heavy-duty flatbed trucks and four all-terrain vehicles drove into the wilderness under the cover of night.

Engineering Department Six, off we go.

Reagan sat in the lead SUV, holding a heavy data disk and a latest topographic map.

This mission is very important.

The two trucks behind carried that massive 5.8-ton machine, along with its accompanying geothermal power generation equipment.

They need to transport this thing to the western desert, hundreds of kilometers away, find the gravitational wave beacon, bury the base station, and activate it.

The road is difficult to travel, and you also have to be wary of people.

"Boss, are we really not taking the main road?"

The driver, a veteran who had come from the "Scavenger," looked out the window at the increasingly rugged terrain and asked with some concern.

"Taking the main road is too conspicuous," Reagan said, looking at the map. "The boss said this operation must be discreet."

"If other warlords find out that we are transporting equipment to that dead zone, it will definitely cause us unnecessary trouble."

The caravan bypassed the main trading area and weaved along the edge of the Kolumbik ruins.

The ground was littered with sharp metal debris and radiation pits.

However, the vehicles of Engineering Division 6 were all modified, with extremely robust suspension systems, and managed to reach a speed of 60 kilometers per hour on such a rough road.

About three days later.

The convoy entered a region of rolling sand dunes.

Sand dune veins.

This is a main mineral vein owned by the Kolumbek Trading Zone, rich in various rare metals.

But although it's called public ownership, in reality it's a matter of who has the biggest fist and who gets to call the shots.

This place used to be a meat grinder where several medium-sized warlords fought amongst themselves, but since the war on the western front ended a few days ago, it should have changed hands.

Aixi, and her "Twilight".

Reagan didn't want to meet with any of Aissi's people; he had a psychological trauma from that woman.

"Attention all personnel, activate stealth mode."

"Buzz"

Suddenly, a strange ripple appeared on the surface of all the vehicles.

The [Super Performance Stealth Skin] has been activated.

It's not exactly something new; it's just a camouflage system reverse-engineered based on the Reissian bio-stealth technology.

The origin of this thing is quite interesting.

Things haven't been peaceful inside Horisonburg in recent days.

There was some unusual activity over there at the space shaft, as if they had noticed the commotion above.

To prevent the Reiss from causing trouble, Andy deployed a large number of ultraviolet light strips at key locations.

But the aliens did not give up. They frequently sent out scout teams to try to sabotage the light strips and surveillance equipment.

As a result, he was caught off guard by Andy, who was well-prepared.

Andy killed them and casually tossed their corpses into the Alien Technology Analysis Station.

This analysis revealed the "super-performance stealth module".

Andy casually equipped the entire convoy and escort personnel of Engineering Department Six with it.

As the skin is activated, the vehicle's outline begins to blur, eventually blending into the surrounding sand dune background.

Unless you get close and look closely, or use a large thermal imaging radar to scan, you would never be able to detect that there is a heavy convoy moving here.

The convoy continued deeper into the area while remaining stealthy.

According to the coordinates on the data disk, the gravitational wave beacon is located at the deepest part of this mineral vein.

however.

As the convoy crested a massive sand dune, the view opened up.

Reagan slammed on the brakes.

"Stop! Everyone stop the car!"

The vehicles behind also braked suddenly, leaving several tracks in the sand.

Reagan leaned on the steering wheel, looking down at the valley through the windshield.

There are people there!

And it was a large force!

Two massive land-based warships were moored in the middle of the valley, their black paintwork appearing particularly austere under the moonlight.

Although it cannot compare to a main battleship that is several kilometers long, this is clearly a squadron under the "Twilight".

"What are they doing here?"

Reagan's heart skipped a beat.

This is the location of the gravitational wave beacon. Could it be that Aixi has also discovered the necromantic ruins?

Surely not?

But then he realized something was wrong.

The two ships were not engaged in dredging or mining operations.

Their broadside guns were firing at full blast, relentlessly bombarding the surrounding sand dunes and rock walls.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The explosion illuminated the night sky.

On the ground, hundreds of soldiers in yellow and black uniforms were using land-based ships to establish a defensive line, their weapons spitting fire.

They are fighting, and it's a fierce battle.

Reagan adjusted the magnification of his telescope, trying to make out who their enemy was.

Upon seeing this, he gasped in shock.

Those were countless dark red figures darting swiftly through the shadows.

Long limbs, sharp biological scythes, and a strange ability to become invisible.

Reiss!

The number of Reiss here is frighteningly large, at least a thousand, and they are launching a tidal wave of attacks on the Twilight's position from all directions.

This is not surprising.

Andy had said long ago that the Reiss were native aliens from the planet Zais, and that they did not only live in the space silos.

The nests of these burrowing creatures are spread throughout the underground pipe network of the entire planet.

Sand dune veins, with their complex terrain and numerous underground cavities, are clearly one of their large settlements.

But what shocked Reagan was not the Reiss people.

Rather, it was the combat effectiveness displayed by the Twilight Squadron.

It was a completely one-sided massacre.

It's not that the Reiss are slaughtering humans, but rather that humans are slaughtering the Reiss!

Aixi's troops did not fight indiscriminately like ordinary wasteland warlords.

Their formation was very tight, and their firepower configuration was extremely sophisticated.

Most importantly, dozens of strange spheres were floating in front of their defensive line.

The spheres were about the size of basketballs, covered with golden armor plates, and surrounded by a ring of energy lenses that shimmered with blue light.

They have no supporting structure and rely entirely on anti-gravity to levitate in mid-air, flexibly moving across the battlefield.

"That is—"

Reagan recalled the rumors he had heard in Columbine a few days earlier.

The war between Odin Fortress and the Twilight Ship was over a batch of newly unearthed relics from the Golden Age.

Now it seems that this was one of those relics!

[Standard floating cannon]!

"Sizzle! Sizzle!"

The floating cannons opened fire.

They don't fire live bullets, but rather beams of extremely fine, yet highly energy-dense, high-energy particles.

It has an extremely high rate of fire and is incredibly accurate.

With each beam of light fired, a Reissian was sure to fall.

Those Reiss scouts with stealth abilities had nowhere to hide from the sensors of the floating cannons.

As soon as they dare to show their faces, even if they are in stealth mode, they will be instantly locked on and then have their skulls pierced by particle beams.

Cut off the limbs.

"Pfft!"

Just as a Reissman attempting a flank attack jumped up, he was simultaneously met with concentrated fire from three floating cannons.

Its body was vaporized halfway through the air by the high-energy particle stream, and the remaining limbs fell to the ground, still burning.

Holy crap, that's brutal!

The intelligence and lethality of this weapon completely surpass Zayz's existing technological level.

Reagan watched this one-sided massacre, his mind filled with questions.

What exactly does Ai Xi want to do?

If her goal was to seize territory or mines, she should have attacked other warlords and occupied more rich mining areas.

Why would anyone go to the depths of this godforsaken desert to fight a bunch of troublesome aliens?

Moreover, judging from her stance, she is willing to use this trump card from the golden age, which clearly shows that she has gone all out.

What else in this place, besides the sand and that undiscovered necromancer beacon, is worth her risking her life for?

Did she also know about the beacon?

That's impossible. That data disk is clearly the only one available, and Andy has already taken it.

"Boss, what do we do?"

The driver next to me asked in a low voice.

"The road ahead is blocked. If we try to force our way through, we'll definitely get caught in the crossfire."

Reagan gritted his teeth.

"Don't move, lie down first."

"Stay hidden and let's see how things go."

His current mission is to lay base stations, not to fight a war.

We must not expose Ai Xi until we understand his true intentions.