Warhammer 40k: Melee Warriors

This indoor factory, belonging to the Smoky Voice family, was filled with farts. Upon seeing Komi appear, their whispers immediately subsided.

"Look, it's the skinny boss, the most Waaagh! The most cunning ...

"Damn it, look at his arms and legs, so long and thick. I wish I had that kind of physique."

Such voices reached Komi's ears. These farts mistook him for a genetically mutated fart or a big fart who had gotten the attention of some scoundrel. He didn't feel ashamed of this misunderstanding; he was just thinking about how to take advantage of it.

After spending some time recalling the story of the PGW (Perverted World), Komi felt he could try to recreate this somewhat absurd organization.

He cleared his throat to make his voice crisper and higher, like a fart sprite, and then said, "That's right, fart sprites, just as you think, I'm a fart sprite too!"

The admission of this excited the farts so much that their screams could have blown the ceiling off the indoor factory.

The more quick-witted fart spirit even wore a strange smile that said, "What did I tell you?" and stretched out his hand in front of the fart spirit with a smug expression. They had made a bet on the identity of Komi, and now the outcome was decided.

Komi didn't stop the screaming, but continued to shout, "Although we're all fart devils, I'm clearly a fart devil more than you. Do you skinny, lewd bastards know why?"

"Why? Boss Ma Gan." The perfectly timed question made Gu Jian wonder if this was a plant that Mi Yang had found.

Komi continued, "Because I have a stronger will to rebel! And so do these bastards; they have the same will to rebel as me. We have never yielded to those stupid orc boys!"

As he spoke, Koji grabbed the stone and began to handle it as if it were a piece of merchandise. “Look at my poor little brother, the fart spirit. We escaped from the hands of a slave owner and suffered endless torment and humiliation.”

We thought that this guy was destined to live like this forever, but that strange night I heard Brother Gao's voice, and he said to me..."

Mi Yang stood aside, watching Gu Jian's performance with a complicated expression, and was extremely surprised that he hadn't stumbled over his words even once while telling the story.

If it were me, I definitely wouldn't have talked nonsense for so long in front of so many scoundrels.

Turning to look at the fart spirits, I found that these ugly little creatures were completely captivated by Komi's story. Some fart spirits even shed tears while listening, wiping their snot and tears while hugging the fart spirits next to them who were complete strangers.

Is it because the lives of miners and farts have something in common?

After listening for so long, Mi Yang had a better understanding of the story that Gu Jian had told him. It was not a fabrication.

The vicious and unreasonable orc overseer in the story is nothing more than a human overseer and mine owner with a different name.

When he got emotional, even Stone couldn't help but shed a few tears, shaking his head and sighing on stage.

The factory was filled with sobbing and the bastards were howling in a chaotic mess. Koji was shocked by the power of this gathering.

Is there any irreconcilable conflict between orcs and fart spirits? Gu Jian doesn't care about this, after all, he is a human, not an orc, and has no interest in the social existence and social class of orcs.

He said all this just to incite the sycophants to rebel.

So he stretched out his hand and used his voice to suppress all the wailing, "If you bastards are scattered, you're just a pile of trash, but if you gather together, our strength can defeat any orc, not even the leader of the Tooth-Thrust!"

"Yes! Boss Ma Gan is right! If we unite, we can defeat Boss Ya Tu! This is what Brother Mao Er wants!"

"Now, I need to choose a representative from among you. Who is the most cunning and waaagh-like fart-wielder, second only to me, in your consensus!"

The fart spirits shouted out many names at once, and the fart spirit whose name was called proudly jumped onto the stage to receive Komi's inspection.

A chaotic brawl became the ceremony for selecting representatives, and the fighting among these farts left even Koken, who knew their temperament well, speechless.

A black, unwashed finger was plunged directly into another jerk's nose, and when it was pulled out, it brought out yellowish-green snot and blood.

One of the fart-like creatures had his ear bitten, and no matter how much he jumped and yelled, he couldn't shake off the fart-like attacker who was biting him.

After throwing down the injured fart demons who couldn't stand up one by one, the representative was determined.

This sharp-toothed, lewd-looking bastard is named Gri-Gurgle.

The strange name startled Gu Jian. He handed a cloak stained with smoker's blood and red paint to Ge Li Gulu, and then bestowed upon Ge Li Gulu a new name and a new mission in the name of Gao Mao Er Ge.

"From now on, you're no longer called Griggulu, you're called Red Cloak! You're the representative of the Great Fart Spirit Society, born to seek justice for all Fart Spirits bullied by Orcs! If an Orc punches a Fart Spirit, a Fart Spirit will stab them twice in the shin with a knife! The struggle will never stop! Until the Orcs acknowledge that the Fart Spirits are the ones who carry out Brother Mao's will!"

Chapter 25: Ya Tu to Suppress the Rebels

After inspiring Red Cloak and getting the miners to follow him in causing trouble, Mi Yang looked at the somewhat tired Gu Jian with a complicated expression, "I really didn't expect you to have such good leadership skills. Even without this war, you would definitely have made a name for yourself among the miners."

"Make a name for yourself?" Gu Jian smiled. Mi Yang was, after all, a Cardiac and didn't know much about the Red Mining World. "As long as my skin remains dark and my hands are rough from mining, I will always be a miner, and can only be a miner."

Miyan didn't know how to answer. She was aware of the discrimination the Upper Nesters held against the Lower Nesters, but that was all she knew.

As a Cardiac sergeant, she was only respected by the soldiers and trusted by the Upper Nesters.

"I'm sorry, I... I might not be very good at talking. I'm just a soldier." Mi Yang felt he had said the wrong thing and put his arm around his elbow with some guilt.

Koji waved his hand, he didn't care about these things at all. After all, there were many terrifying things in the Warhammer world, and there was always something worse to come.

For example, being born in the bottom hive, having your planet directly in the path of the Tyranid swarm, or being captured by the Dark Eldar and taken to the Comoros...

Mi Yang's eyes darkened at this nonchalant attitude. She took a few steps closer, intending to put her hand on Gu Jian's shoulder, but after hesitating for a moment, she put her hand down and said seriously, "Effort is rewarded. The Emperor will never forget those loyal warriors who have dedicated themselves to the human empire."

Yes, yes, the Emperor will not forget.

But if he hadn't seen it, the question of whether he forgot or not wouldn't even arise.

Koji thought to himself, the human empire was so vast, there were countless places where the fighting was more brutal than in Red Mining World. Perhaps in Miyan’s eyes, Koji was a hero who was highly regarded by the emperor, but he knew in his heart that such achievements were nothing in the grand scheme of the human empire.

During the break, the man in the red cloak found Komi and said he had a surprise for him.

A Butt Swarm armor designed to resemble the structure of a Smoker Power Armor. To the Butt Swarm, this armor is like a comparison between a Space Marine and a Dreadnought.

If a fart wants to control this armor, he has to detach his limbs and put his torso into the canister.

This thing is clearly a bit too small for Koken, even after the farts worked overtime to modify it.

It's clear that the bastards put some thought into modifying this thing, so that Komi wouldn't have to have his limbs removed and be soaked in a jar to operate it, but could wear it like a power suit.

The ridiculously hard armor plates on the Smoky Power Armor were also roughly welded on, making the armor even more protective.

Under the expectant gazes of the red-cloaked man and the group of farts, Komi put on the equipment named the Strong Fart Armor. Even though farts are generally a little smarter than orcs, this armor was still made with crude craftsmanship.

Loose and clattering, it made Komi think that this thing would fall off his body at any moment.

Fortunately, Komi is not an orc, and his mental powers are useless to the armor itself. As long as the ghouls and orcs find it useful, that's enough.

When Komi stood in front of the orc wearing the powerful armor, he could clearly feel the benefits it brought.

First, the orcs' suspicious gazes disappeared considerably; they stared intently at the armor, whispering that their leader, Ma Gan, was truly imposing.

Then the farts respected Komi even more, regarding him as their savior in defeating the orcs, and wishing they could kneel at his feet and kiss his iron boots.

To this, Mi Yang simply reminded Koji, "Remember you are a human, not an orc."

......

The war has become somewhat difficult.

Toothbrush, the leader, sat on his throne, his eyes closed in thought. The orc giant, slightly smaller than him, stood on either side of the throne, glaring at the fart spirit who was reporting to them.

The cunning of the Pi Jing makes them quite useful in reconnaissance and espionage. With no special forces under Boss Ya Tu available, the Pi Jing are clearly the best choice.

"The orcs who ran down to the lair to fight have rebelled. They say they want to twist your head off, boss, and steal all the tusks from your warehouse." Farting carefully considered his words, trying to make the facts as clear as possible without bringing disaster upon himself. Boss Tooth Thrust was no gentle man, and Farting was even less so.

"And another thing, the leader of that group of orcs was a weirdo called 'Skinny Boss,' who wore skinny armor and killed many orc leaders."

"So this skinny boss is the real culprit? If I kill him, those scheming fools will behave themselves, right?"

"Oh dear, I didn't even think of that. Boss Yatu is truly our leader. Even if you tied ten of us together, we wouldn't be worth one percent of you." Pi Jing fawned over Boss Yatu to the extreme. As a clever and cunning Pi Jing who could serve in a special reconnaissance unit, he understood the importance of keeping a low profile.

No orc likes a weak fart sprite, a show-off fart sprite, or a clever fart sprite.

Therefore, it is best to conceal one's intelligence as a comical stroke of luck in order to survive long enough in the dog-eat-dog world of orcs.

“There’s one last piece of intelligence,” the farting man continued. “I’ve investigated the farting strike thoroughly. It’s because one of Boss Ma Gan’s organizations infiltrated… called… called the Farting Man Association. They’re supposedly an organization that’s fighting for the farting man’s equal Waaagh.”

The word "fart devil" was used by the man below, and his face, covered in scars, would turn angry.

The recent hardships and unpleasantness of the war are all thanks to this insidious organization, which never engages in direct combat but instead sneaks into garbage dumps and mines to wage guerrilla warfare.

Not only did they resort to underhanded tactics, but they also stirred up trouble, causing the sly ones in his team to lose focus on their work and instead dream of being able to stand on equal footing with the strong orcs.

Pooh!

They should take a good look at themselves in the mirror. What can those skinny little bodies of theirs do? Asking them to mine ore, unload ammunition, or walk through minefields is already a huge favor!

Since the bastards went on strike and refused to work, the orcs had to do it, but which orc wanted to do such garbage work?

They'd rather charge in bare-handed to fight a shrimp than mine in a pit; they'd rather use their guns like clubs than transport mountains of ammunition to the front lines; they'd rather rebuild a cannon from scrap than properly clean its barrel with a brush...

What a bunch of scoundrels! They're such stick figures!

Ya Tu grew angrier the more he thought about it, and involuntarily slammed his fist hard against the armrest of the throne, leaving a shallow dent the size of a fist.

He opened his eyes, revealing a bloodthirsty glint. "Let's go, we must crush this skinny guy and that fart-headed bastard! You guys be on guard, don't get ambushed by that stingy and cowardly Iron Eye."

A few hours later, an orc heavy armored force, led by Chieftain Tooth, left the orc fortress. This force had defeated hundreds of conscripts and was one of the greatest nightmares for the Red Mining World's defenders.

Now they head straight for the lair, determined to crush the leader and his orcish minions to pieces.

Chapter 26: From Desperation to Survive

We are winning victory after victory, and our team is growing bigger and bigger.

Even Miyan, who had no liking for orcs, could sense this. All the orcs wandering in the lower lair were wiped out and absorbed into the army during the three-month battle, becoming warriors under Komi's command.

The defensive pressure on the walls separating the upper and lower nests has certainly been greatly reduced, but Komi was not blinded by victory. What he wanted to do was to completely dismantle the orcs, not to become a brave and skilled orc warlord.

According to Koken's estimation, his orcs should be able to maintain sufficient fighting power for the next month.

A month later, after exhausting all the weapons and ammunition they had obtained from plundering other orcs, their group would be on the verge of a slow death.

When that happens, Komi will be unable to distribute teeth and weapons to the orcs and farts, and his rule, built on deception, will crumble in an instant.

Faced with increasingly severe internal problems, Komi finally set his sights on the leader of the Yato clan.

Even without the red cloak, the spies knew that this well-managed orc leader would bring a large force to eliminate him.

So while Koken was busy driving the beastmen to fight in the east and west, he was also stockpiling a large number of heavy weapons, thinking of giving the leader of the Fangtu tribe a head-on blow.

As more and more information came from the farts, Komi began to get a clear picture of the first stop for the Boss Yato's heavy armored forces.

Koji looked at the map. Behind him were only Miyan, Ishi, and the other conscripts. In the past three months, many of the conscripts who had been painted green had died or been injured. To avoid being exposed, Koji and Miyan personally burned their bodies with fire.

With his finger moving to a point on the map, Komi said, "Ryan's Fourth Pillar District, this place is too dangerous for both the attackers and defenders, but if we are lucky enough, we can severely damage the orcs."

Mi Yang came over, not knowing much about Ryan's Fourth Pillar District, so Stone kindly explained the situation of Ryan's Fourth Pillar District to her.

There exists a precious mineral there, distributed vertically in strips within particularly hard rocks.

In order to extract these minerals and reduce mining costs, many mining companies drill deep vertical wells and peel them off layer by layer.