The Astartes Family's Notebook

Now that Kaz, a double-chosen god, is willing to step forward and lead his brothers to do something big, if you ask whether the eight heroes of the War Gang support him, of course it's Kaz! Big daddy, please lead us!

"Wait a minute, I'm going to paint the power armor."

Although the Eye of Fear, like the TM talent market, allows for two-way flow between the Empire and Chaos, the Astartes' paint scheme is actually changed quite frequently, except for those Astartes chapters with heavy historical baggage and those poor chapters that can't afford protective paint.

The Astartes is not entirely toilet paper; at least in terms of changing the paint scheme, the great Robert Guilliman's various guidelines are still very valuable.

Of course, there is also the problem that the four-in-a-row is too abstract.

Kars only discovered after returning to the Chapter's homeworld that the shoulder armor paint scheme of the other companies wasn't like the Fourth Company's, which featured a hand holding eggs...

The battle group offered a total of five emblem styles to choose from. The sages had clearly considered the practical needs of Han Tianzun, who was known for his ruthlessness, arson, and savior from suffering, and allowed the brothers in the gang to switch between them according to their circumstances.

However, except for the First and Fourth Companies, whose emblems have remained unchanged for thousands of years, the other eight companies are not subject to strict requirements.

As a classic example of how one's position determines one's perspective, the Eighth Company Commander naturally chose to stand on the same side as the vast majority of his fellow company commanders, leaving the First Company Commander, who was also the acting Fourth Company Commander, to play by himself. I, Kaz, will be the one to blend in with the crowd.

The Empire has strict rules, so much so that even a member of the Black Legion like Amaterasu, with impeccable black credentials, didn't recognize that Kaz was actually an Astartes of the Desolate Wings.

What else is there to say? We will continue to disregard martial ethics to the very end.

Black armor, black shield, eagle emblem—my name is Samar, remember that!

Don't even mention it, I really need to find a way to get a copy of this paint formula later; it might come in handy someday.

Kars showed absolutely no sense of ownership of the Eye of Fear, and directly told Amaterasu to recite the menu, saying, "Who bullied you? Your brother will stand up for you!"

Uh, how do I get ahead?

"Let's go, cut off their heads!"

The wind howls, the Yi River is cold; Yan Liang is beheaded, Wen Chou is executed.

Traitors of Chaos deserve to be killed by everyone. I, a loyal subject of the Empire, am killing an Astartes who has turned to Chaos. What reason or excuse do I need? I'll just kill him. Why bother picking a day? Today, today!

The members of the War Gang were convinced. As expected of the members that the Heavenly Venerable had poached at great expense, the Master's choice of the Samar brothers as the chosen ones was truly a wise one.

Brothers, let's go, follow Brother Samar to Goose City.

Gas thought for a moment, but ultimately said nothing.

Despite being a Terminator veteran, during the Sons of Horus era, his role within the Legion was that of a heavy firepower specialist; melee combat was not his forte.

If Kaz can really hold his own in lane, then going out to jungle for a change of pace wouldn't be bad.

"But Samar, shouldn't we start with the easy ones and gradually move to the difficult ones? Let's find a few smaller war gangs of similar size to us and annex them first, and then go after the larger ones when we have more power and influence?"

Gaste Amaterasu asked what everyone was thinking.

"Huh? Didn't you say this Slaughterers Gang only had about thirty people?"

Katz was somewhat confused by the question.

Yeah, they're a massive Astartes squad of over thirty.

Even through their tactical helmets, the Eight Heroes of Amaterasu could still feel the silent pity of the Samar brothers.

Sobot wanted to come forward and explain something, but at his peak, he only had about twenty men under his command.

The battle record is unverifiable, and the words lack conviction.

“Brother Samar, this is how it is in the Eye of Fear. Don’t underestimate our War Gang just because we only have eight brothers. It’s already quite remarkable that we can work together.”

Amaterasu didn't have any other thoughts. If he wanted, he could easily gather dozens of people, but loyalty was too much of a luxury, and trust was even more priceless. At least the War Gang could fight side by side, and no one would stab him, the gang leader, in the back.

This one trait alone surpasses 99% of the Chaos Warbands within the Eye of Fear.

"How about you open an Infinity Gate once we get close, and I'll go through alone?"

Brother Samar, that's an insult!

But Katz is serious.

When Kaz learned that this so-called Slaughterers Warband was composed of a complex group and relied entirely on generating revenue within the Empire's territory every now and then to maintain internal stability, he understood.

These bastards have already decided to die.

I, a loyalist of the empire, have to pay money even for eating two chickens from my fellow countrymen. What the hell do you take the empire for? You're trying to generate revenue?

Grandpa Katz is here to take you all today!

Kaz's plan was extremely simple and brutal: have Amaterasu pretend to be doing business with the leader of the Slaughterers' Warband, go to the other side's ship first, and leave a psionic beacon.

Then, we'll go back and open a portal, and everyone can charge over.

Uh, so this is the advanced experience learned from the empire?

Hey, the simpler the plan, the more reliable it is. Why make it so complicated?

Amaterasu, who was always decisive and planned carefully before acting, was somewhat amused and exasperated to see that all seven of his generals agreed with the Samar brothers' statement.

That makes sense, but in the Astartes Civil War, initiative and numbers were equally important. Nine men against more than thirty was ultimately a huge numerical disadvantage.

However, Kars is a double-chosen one, so let's look forward to it. At worst, he can just use the Infinity Gate to escape.

So Amaterasu went and humbly made initial contact with the Slaughterers.

“Brother Samar, the situation has changed. The other side has merged with another warband and now has Astartes number 57. Let’s switch.”

Instead of rushing to a conclusion, Katz earnestly inquired about Amaterasu's experiences while he was pretending to be a grandson.

"Originally, we were only 80% sure of winning, but now our chances have increased to 99%!"

Brother Samar, have you also read "Numerology"?

"trust me."

Alright, with the Infinity Gate, a top-tier warp teleportation spell, Amaterasu decided to trust Kars this once.

Then, the brothers in the War Gang understood where Karz's confidence came from.

Which gang of shamans spends all day figuring out how to wear power armor and fight Terminators in hand-to-hand combat?

Why does Gas need to be in the front row? Isn't it because he's the only one in the entire War Gang wearing the Terminator armor?

However, Kaz is no ordinary Astartes. He is a specially trained student who survived from Frankis III to graduation. He is a born battle maniac taught by Tyrant and Ingus, and a sect prodigy who inherited the excellent traditions of the Wings of Desolation for thousands of years.

A hundred years have passed. Do you Chaos traitors know how I, Kars, have spent these past hundred years?

I, Kaz, will never forget the day I was chased and forced to flee in a sorry state by the Chaos traitors in Omidas' Nest.

At the time, when the members of the War Gang were watching Kars' battle against the Bloodthirsty Demon, they were actually watching it like a popcorn movie of two Bloodthirsty Demons fighting each other.

The fighting between the Great Demons has nothing to do with the ordinary Astartes.

But this time, using Amaterasu's psionic magic to board the ship and walk inside the Slayers' warship, the unevenness of life could no longer be concealed.

"Gass, why do you walk so quietly, Samar brothers?"

Freyr, as a technical sergeant, was the first to make the discovery.

“Not surprising. This shows that the Samar brothers are from legitimate military backgrounds.”

Even without the Terminator armor, Gaz could actually do it.

Before the Great Rebellion, the twenty Astartes legions may have had their own strengths in terms of tactical style, but their most basic tactical maneuvers were the same.

In the Warhammer universe, training an Astartes is incredibly expensive, far more so than a fifty-dollar buddy from the Koprulu Sector. Power armor is practically a second skin; as long as you control your strength, it's not difficult for a half-ton Astartes to walk silently.

But that war destroyed everything.

From the moment the conscripts began to join the ranks in large numbers, rote memorization replaced the tedious daily training. And when they entered the Eye of Fear to make a living, there was no longer any environment for slowly cultivating new recruits.

There are many talented individuals on the Chaos Astartes side, but most of them are gifted players. In terms of fundamental skills, they are not as solid as the brothers from the Empire's faction.

Kaz's stealth was beyond the comprehension of the Big Eagle brothers, but for the Black Legion, it was already quite excellent.

However, it's the same old problem. Now that you've discovered it, I'm not going to pretend to be some old man in the mountains anymore.

Damn it, bring on the sword!

I don't know if that Chaos Terminator was just passing by or taking a stroll after dinner, but since he's blocking my way, don't blame Kaz for opening his heart to you.

"Freil, can this Terminator armor be repaired?"

"Yes, I think so..."

The power sword pierced through the heart horizontally from the ribs, and also decapitated the victim, giving them no chance to call the police. The Samar brothers' attack immediately intimidated the members of Amaterasu's warband.

A habitual offender, a ruthless bandit in every sense of the word—where did Amaterasu find such a tough guy?

Because the leader had personally scouted the area, Kaz easily found the core power compartment of the Chaos Cruiser.

"Brother Samar, shouldn't we be heading to the bridge?"

What are you going to the bridge for?

"Uh, weren't you going to steal the ship?"

"You rob people on the street by forcing them to stop before you start? Where did you learn your boarding tactics?"

Sobot's momentary cheerfulness and outgoing nature earned him merciless ridicule from others, causing him to become somewhat withdrawn.

The Chaos Battleship also possesses a machine spirit, and Kaz has no time to waste on that. His priority is to first disrupt the propulsion system, force the ship to a stop to prevent the Slaughterers from seeking outside help, and then slowly play around with it.

But this fighting style looks exactly like the Night Lord's usual tactics. Aren't the Samar brothers Alpharis?

When it came time for dinner, about ten brothers were missing. Even a normal, confused Astartes would know something was wrong.

However, it was too late when the leader of the sadistic gang realized this.

Forcibly annexing another faction, using only coercion and no kindness, inevitably led to disunity among its members.

With the help of Amaterasu, a skilled Chaos wizard, Kaz had no need to worry about distinguishing the factions of the Chaos traitors.

As a result, just as the leader of the Slaughterers' war gang finished assigning tasks and distributing manpower, Kaz used a molten metal bomb to blow through the upper deck, and threw fragmentation grenades into the hole as if they were free.

Uh, it really is free; they're all obtained from opening boxes.

The Chaos War Gang isn't exactly rolling in money, but they're not so desperate for weapons like bombs and grenades that they need to lock up their warehouses.

Kars didn't know exactly how many psionic spells Amaterasu knew, nor would he ask without any basis.

"Boss, can we take them all?"

"Brother Samar, you really know how to assign me tasks."

Of course, managing upwards is a required course that any ambitious Astartes must master.

This is a zero-sum game; if you don't create problems for your boss, your boss will assign you tasks.

Fragmentation grenades alone could not have killed Astartes with such a loud commotion and warning, especially since Astartes had thrown itself into the air.

The Chaos Space can be dead, but it cannot be without life. Astartes' senses are superhuman. The moment the molten bomb blew up the top deck, all the Chaos traitors in the cabin had already found cover and prepared to set up their guns.

However, Kaz is no amateur rookie; the Eighth Company Commander is a legitimate Astartes who has received the sect's inheritance and whose combat record is verifiable.

As Gas and Sobot, along with two other members of the Warband, broke through the wall from the other side and poked their heads out to fire, even the Terminator Armor couldn't withstand the firepower of more than a dozen bomb guns and force its way into the arena.

They dare to show off their meager skills before an expert; these scum of the Black Legion deserve to die!

The leader of the Slaughterers' Warband was furious. "That bastard Amaterasu, I'll turn his head into a goblet!"

Don't look back, it's me.

Suddenly inspired, the leader lunged forward to dodge the decapitation strike from the power sword.

when?

When did this all-black thing sneak into the cabin?

Does Kars really think the title "Jade-Faced Grenade King" is just him trying to embellish his image?

Katz has long since moved beyond the rudimentary stage of pursuing throwing accuracy and explosive power when it comes to explosives. He has already mastered the advanced skills of controlling the blast radius and making secondary use of the shockwave.

Anyway, Amaterasu felt a small sense of satisfaction at successfully learning the technique.

Because he had personally witnessed the Samar brothers using the metallic clanging of grenades to confuse the sound of their descent, perfectly utilizing the smoke and dust from the explosion to navigate the blind spots and the range of shockwave decay, swaying like seaweed with the waves, and using their magnetic boots to complete their infiltration.

So that's how it can be done! No wonder he's the chosen one of Tzeentch and Khorne, both reckless and cunning. Luckily, he's "one of us".

Instead of pursuing and killing the leader of the Slaughterers' War Gang, Kaz turned around and began to harvest other Chaos traitors.

However, the leader of the battle gang dared not turn around to face the enemy, because Gaz's Gatling gun still had at least a hundred rounds of ammunition, and the price of turning around would be being shot in the back.

GAZ was a veteran from the Legion era, and this level of tactical coordination didn't require wireless communication at all.

With the bombs being unleashed, it took the Terminator veteran three seconds to fire all one hundred bombs, which was already a sign of his conscious control over the rate of fire.