Warhammer: Rebuilding the Golden Age Starting with Farming

Chapter 128 Skeleton Mech??

The sounds of gunfire on the battlefield finally ceased.

After the floating cannons shredded the last remaining movable Reiss within their line of sight into pieces, they took off in an orderly fashion and flew back to hover above the massive black landship.

Reagan leaned on the steering wheel of the SUV, looking through the windshield at the devastated valley ahead.

The ground was littered with dark red, alien limbs, which looked particularly eerie under the moonlight.

"Boss, they're done fighting."

The driver next to him said in a low voice, his hand still on the start button.

"Shouldn't we make a move?"

According to the plan, as long as the Twilight's troops advance, gaps will definitely appear in the defense line, which will be the best opportunity for them to sneak in and lay base stations.

"Wait, let me take another look."

Reagan held the driver's hand.

His intuition told him that things weren't that simple.

Did that woman Aiqi go to all that trouble, firing so many shells, just to kill a few bugs for fun?

Do not believe!

There's definitely more to come!

Sure enough, the huge hatch on the side of the land-based ship opened again.

Accompanied by the roar of hydraulic systems, several engineering vehicles equipped with bulldozer blades and grab buckets drove out.

There were also hundreds of workers in protective suits, carrying chainsaws and hooks.

Instead of mining, the group went straight to the center of the battlefield and began collecting the corpses of the Reiss.

Whether they were whole or half-broken, they were all hooked up, loaded onto engineering vehicles, and then pulled back into the land-based ship.

Reagan frowned as he watched.

If they were followers of Chaos, collecting corpses would be understandable.

But the Twilight is a legitimate warlord force; what use would they have for these rotten flesh and bones?

Do you want to make soup?

The construction team worked quickly, and in less than twenty minutes, the battlefield was completely cleared, leaving not even a large piece of shell behind.

Subsequently, all the engineering vehicles were retreated back into the cabin, and the cabin doors were closed.

The valley returned to deathly silence.

"Boss, can we go now?" the driver asked again.

Reagan was about to nod when he saw the rows of huge cooling grilles on the side of the landship suddenly spewing out thick white steam.

He knew it all too well; wasn't this a sign that the internal factory was operating at full capacity?!

"Don't move! Lie still!"

About thirty minutes later.

The drop hatches on the lower deck of the land-based ship opened again.

This time, no vehicles came out.

Accompanied by a tooth-grinding, metallic "crackling" sound, a group of white figures emerged from the shadows.

By the moonlight, Reagan saw the true nature of those things.

In that instant, he felt like his scalp was about to explode.

Holy crap!

"What...what kind of hellish thing is this?!"

Leading the way were a group of winged creatures, whose main structure was clearly pieced together from the ribs and spine of the Reiss people, and whose large wings on their backs were also made of some kind of sharpened bone plates.

However, at the base of the wings, one can see obvious metal hinges and micro-nozzles.

[Skeleton Mech - Aerial Combat Type (Archaeopteryx)]

By utilizing the lightness and sturdiness of the alien skeleton, combined with the durability of mechanical power, an extremely cheap, consumable air unit was created.

They didn't take off with a run-up; they were launched directly from the spot and hovered in the air. Their bony wings cut through the air without making a sound.

Next to emerge were a group of large creatures crawling on the ground, shaped like scorpions, but these scorpions' bodies were made by connecting several Reissian ribcages together, and their six legs were thickened hydraulic prosthetics.

At the end of the tail is a thick, dark red tube that still retains its biological texture.

Several coils of copper wire were wrapped around the tube, connecting it to a high-energy battery pack on the back.

【Skeleton Mech - Heavy Type (War Scorpion)】

A poisonous scorpion crawled to a boulder.

The tubular structure at its tail began to vibrate, creating visible ripples in the air.

"Buzz—!!!"

A deafening, muffled bang, powerful enough to stop a person's heart from beating.

The boulder, as tall as a two-story building, crumbled instantly, turning into dust that filled the air.

There was no fire, no explosion, only pure vibration.

Reagan covered his ears, feeling like his brain was spinning.

He recognized the voice!

Recently, many reconnaissance drones dispatched by Deep Space Industry have mysteriously crashed deep into space wells, and the last images they transmitted back were these air ripples!

This woman, Ai Xi, actually dug out the organs of the Reiss and made them into a series of Reiss weapons called "Wave Cannons"!

Although its range is only a few hundred meters, its power is ridiculously high, specializing in armor penetration and building demolition.

Finally, what crawled out were huge white worms.

These worms were pieced together from the skulls and limbs of countless Reissians, with the head being a giant rotating drill.

They didn't stay on the ground; they plunged straight into the sand.

[Skeleton Soldier - Engineering Type (Worm)]

A few minutes later, another batch of worms, which looked even older and whose bones had turned yellow, crawled out of the ground.

Their bellies are bulging and full of various minerals.

The new ones go down to mine, while the old ones return laden with their catch.

Reagan understood it completely.

Aixi came here not to exterminate the aliens.

She's here to mass produce units!!

To her, the Reis people were simply a source of labor!

She killed and dismantled the aliens, then used some unknown means to turn them into skeletal machines that obeyed only her commands. She then sent these machines to kill more aliens and mine more minerals.

This kind of technology is absolutely considered a serious act of "technological heresy" under imperial law. It is blasphemous, blasphemous, blasphemous!

But in the wasteland, there's no need to pay wages, no need to repair bunkers, and you just throw them away when they break.

Moreover—the materials are everywhere!

"Outrageous!"

Reagan wiped away a cold sweat.

He remembered that while the bones of the Reiss were versatile, they were not standard parts that could be easily assembled and used.

It's simply impossible to turn a bunch of freshly killed corpses into this organized mechanical army in just thirty minutes using only normal processes!

Aiqi has definitely mastered a core bioengineering technology that enables biological tissues to grow, fuse, and reorganize rapidly.

Perhaps there's a huge culture tank on her ship where bones can be thrown in and, with a special catalyst, rapidly expand and set like dough?

Or perhaps she cracked some kind of growth code in the Reiss's genes, allowing dead tissue to be revitalized through mechanical stimulation?

But what gives her the right?

A black box?

Reagan felt increasingly horrified as he thought about it!

If this technology gets out of control, it will be a disaster!

If it can make bones grow so fast, what if—it were used on a living person?

Just then, the main engine of the Twilight roared to life.

The massive landship began to move slowly, advancing towards the next sand dune mining site several kilometers away.

The skeletal mechs that had just been released remained in place, continuing to clear out the remaining enemies and mine ore.

A huge gap has emerged between the main force and the troops left behind.

"The opportunity has arrived!"

Reagan immediately sat up straight and patted the driver on the shoulder.

"Let's go! We'll charge in as soon as those two big ships leave!"

"Buzz"

The stealth convoy has started.

Six vehicles, concealed by optical camouflage, swept past the group of war scorpions that were working like a gust of wind.

The low-level mechs, equipped only with simple thermal imaging and vibration sensors, failed to detect the silently moving convoy.

The convoy sped all the way to the deepest part of the valley.

We are now less than 200 meters from the coordinates of that gravitational wave beacon.

"Stop the car! Get to work!"

Reagan jumped out of the car and directed his men.

The tailgates of the two heavy trucks were lowered, and a crane lifted the thermal base station down.

The workers, armed with shovels and drills, quickly dug a deep pit in the sand.

The base station was buried inside, with only the top heat dissipation grille visible.

Next up is the geothermal power generation equipment.

Two long probes were driven deep underground and connected to the geothermal energy source.

"Connect the wires! Connect the wires quickly!"

Reagan was holding a data terminal, sweating profusely.

"Alright! Voltage stable!"

"start up!"

As the switch was pressed, the underground base station emitted a slight humming sound, and a stream of hot air was ejected from the heat dissipation vent.

An interference field has been formed.

Although invisible to the naked eye, Reagan could sense subtle changes in his surroundings.

The necromantic beacon hidden in the dimensional folds was temporarily "held up" by this interference field.

When the boss's expedition arrives, all they need to do is increase the output power through the terminal program to forcibly interfere with the beacon's gravitational wave output and tear open a gap to enter the facility.

"Done! Retreat!"

Reagan waved his hand, and everyone immediately jumped into the car, ready to flee.

However, just as the convoy turned around...

"Click—click—"

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A strange sound came from behind the sand pile in front.

A lost engineering worm, dragging a belly full of ore, slowly crawled across the intersection, blocking the convoy's path.

"Hit it?" the driver asked.

"No, it's made of bone and metal, it's very hard. If we crash the car, we'll have to walk back."

Reagan glanced at the worm.

This thing has no weapons, only the drill bit at the front.

"Kill it."

Reagan pulled a CBS high-explosive crossbow from under the car seat.

The guards behind him also raised their crossbows.

"Aim at it—it should be its head!"

"put!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Several crossbow bolts were fired, accurately striking the control core in the worm's head.

"boom!"

An explosion was heard.

The human-made control core was instantly blown away, and the chips and circuits inside were scattered all over the ground.

Without its central control, the giant bone worm was instantly paralyzed.

It convulsed violently on the ground a few times, and then stopped moving.

Looking at the pile of skeletal machines that still maintained their complete structure, Reagan suddenly thought of Andy.

The boss seems to really like these weird and strange technologies?

Moreover, the technology that uses biological skeletons as mechanical parts might interest the boss.

"Get a few guys here!" Reagan jumped out of the car and called out, "Take this thing onto the truck!"

"This can be considered a local specialty I brought back for the boss!"

Several strong men hurriedly lifted the several-meter-long dead worm onto the back of the truck.

The convoy started up again and, under the cover of night, quickly left this place of trouble.

Reagan sat in the car and glanced back at the back of the truck.

Although the worm was dead, its skeletal joints were still trembling slightly due to residual nerve currents, making a clicking sound.

Reagan shrank back and closed the car window tightly.

"This is fucking weird—"

"I hope the boss won't find this disgusting!!"