The Astartes Family's Notebook

Watching coldly as the Eldar pirates used plasma beam weapons to cut through the thick, locked door panels, the explosive guns opened fire as the steel plates crashed to the ground.

The four members of the Kaz group formed a miniature mountain of muscular men, using different firing frequencies to reload while maintaining constant firepower, effectively suppressing the Eldar pirates' star-spears.

These guys with long ears have really outrageous physical abilities.

The group at the front actually had the physical ability to dodge a barrage of explosive bullets, while the Spirit Race members at the back of the passage were hit by bullets and their flesh and blood exploded into a mess.

But what's the use of hiding? The continuous suppressive fire kept them pinned down, forcing them to cower behind the door, without even a chance to raise their guns and fight back.

If Katz and his men are isolated and helpless, they can simply wait for Astartes to run out of ammunition.

But this is the Pioneer Star, and the rest of the company is on its way. The Eldar pirates are the outsiders.

Ammunition exhausted?

Kaz and his men each carried twenty magazines, just in case of this situation.

How joyful!

In the tactical communication channel, the veterans, with a bloodthirsty thrill, told Kaz and his men that reinforcements would arrive in a minute.

However, the four recruits, including Katz, did not feel relieved after receiving the news; instead, they felt somewhat empty.

There are only sixty seconds left before the fun ends. What should I do?

"Kaz, how about we..."

The brilliant Swain had another idea.

"No, you don't want to."

While brutally bullying his companion, Kaz reloaded his weapon, then unconsciously reduced his firing rate, gripping the hilt of his power sword with his other hand.

As a special reward from Motor Sich, the fourth company commander selected a power sword from his personal armament and gave it to Kaz.

As if an electric shock were shooting through his forehead, Katz sensed something was about to happen.

Chapter 63 A beautiful face, an ugly heart

Believe in love, I love you, Ma Mai Ma Hua.

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The Elven race, also known as spirits, are like bean sprouts. Whether they're black bean sprouts, white bean sprouts, or wild bean sprouts, their appearance truly captures human aesthetics.

After all, the Emperor had just finished establishing the Astartes and the Imperial Guard when the Human Empire gained a new statutory holiday called the Imperial Ascension Day. The Human Sovereign didn't have time to promote universal medical aesthetics.

However, the Eldar are different. It's difficult to determine whether the Golden Humans of yesteryear disturbed the DNA passed down from their ancestors due to the influence of the Eldar Empire.

By human aesthetic standards, this is indeed an outrageous race consisting entirely of handsome men and beautiful women.

So what does this have to do with Katz? Astartes is a monk and has no worldly desires.

Something is coming.

Once again, inspiration struck. Kaz swung his sword at the empty space beside him, the power sword generating a disintegration field that collided with the invisible weapon.

Ah! My nearly new company commander's personal power sword!!!

It's gaped open...

While multitasking, Kaz even had time to make fun of himself. No wonder Astartes usually uses the chainsaw sword; this power sword really hurts to use. He doesn't know how he'll be able to ask the technical sergeant for help to fix it later.

Kaz was a Cloudhammer. He knew about the Eldar race's racial structure and the story of a beautiful Eldar war shaman being abducted by an Astral Army sniper to have her baby. However, he couldn't tell whether the thing in front of him was a Howling Banshee or a Dimensional Spider.

It can become invisible and reappear, but it doesn't wail like a banshee, so the possibility of it being a banshee is questionable.

It uses a sword, can teleport, and has only two hands without any limbs; the dimensional spider doesn't seem to fit the description.

But to be able to sneak in through a hole in the isolation door, which was being suppressed by the firepower of four Astartes warriors, one can't help but think that they're no ordinary person.

The Eldar are really troublesome.

Kaz wasn't frightened by the invisible enemy; instead, the Eldar was startled.

If he withstands the pressure and continues his assault despite the risk of being surrounded and attacked by the Noxian trio, the other Eldar pirates trapped in the breach will naturally have a chance to break in.

The question is, why, how could he possibly risk his life to pave the way for someone else?

So when Kars used the backstep followed by the disappearing, silky little combo, he instantly realized that this guy was definitely a real prodigy.

A shout of "Fish available!" on the tactical channel spurred the other companies to work even faster.

Sigh, why am I so selfless, yet I have even less time for happiness?

The Eldar are a powerful race whose physical abilities rival those of the Astartes, but their teamwork is actually a major problem.

Especially the Dark Eldar.

In a place like Comoros, where even survival is uncertain due to the law of the jungle, it's impossible to cultivate any loyal and righteous fighting brothers.

So despite having a numerical advantage and not having a decisive difference in individual combat strength, the Eldar pirates just couldn't breach this hole.

With Karz's assurance that he would handle the Eldar assassin, Swain, Draven, and Darius focused all their attention on suppressing the cave entrance.

During this time, the Eldar assassin struck again, his Neural Blade immediately piercing the Tactical Helmet. Draven made no further moves, waiting for Khaz to come to his rescue.

This is what makes Astartes truly terrifying.

The fusion of discipline and personal awareness created the emperor, the angel of death who reigned supreme over all heavens.

Why believe?

Because Katz said he would handle it.

Why believe that Katz can handle it?

Because he is my comrade in arms.

Kaz did not disappoint his comrades-in-arms. These suicidal creatures were too easy to deal with. As long as you attacked their defenses, they would prioritize saving their own lives.

And now, it's disappeared again.

Time ticked by, and the Astartes veterans in Terminator armor and carrying plasma weapons were about to arrive. Did you Eldar pirates, who were teleported by beacons, have any weaponry to fight them?

No, please obediently turn into bean sprout sauce, oh dear.

The immense pressure to survive finally compelled the Eldar pirates, who were pinned down at the cave entrance, to make a desperate charge, only to be mercilessly crushed by the bomb storm.

Ultimately, more raiders broke through the fire blockade and quickly hid behind cover.

Kaz couldn't understand what these Eldar pirates were thinking. Did they really consider Astartes a brother worth fifty dollars? Did the four of them come here in advance just to study where to set up their guns?

That's ridiculous.

The sensor-activated grenades and remote-controlled bombs brought even greater surprises to the Eldar pirates who were trying to hide. The Eldar assassin finally couldn't resist and made his third move.

However, while your Eldar have advanced technology and can suppress the oracle devices of the Astartes power armor, they cannot suppress the supersensory abilities of the Astartes themselves.

This is the third time already. Although Astartes doesn't dare to mess with the Saints, this is already the third time. In a blur, Kars was able to catch the Eldar assassin's stealth teleportation animation.

Swain's left rear!

Katz raised his gun, and Swain knelt down without hesitation to give up his shooting line of sight.

This kneeling not only saved him from the Eldar assassin's fatal blow, but also exposed him to Kaz's overwhelming firepower.

Tsk, that's outrageous. Even my power armor couldn't withstand the barrage of eighteen explosive rounds. The Eldar's seemingly flimsy, flamboyant armor is something else.

Kaz activated the friendly fire feature on his bomb gun, which still had twelve rounds of ammunition, and tossed it to Draven. He then gripped his sword with both hands, ready to test his melee skills against the resilient Eldar assassin.

Then, Katz was greatly disappointed.

The first sword fight, though a burst of inspiration allowed Kars to dodge the initial attack, and he also experienced an adrenaline rush, leaving him no time to savor the moment.

This time, disappointment filled my heart.

I can't feel the will of steel or the toughness of iron from your blade. It's too weak. It turns out you're just a piece of trash that relies on your racial stats and high-level equipment.

Kaz doesn't have masochistic tendencies, but he just loves challenging Tyrant and Ingus, and he relives the feeling of fighting against strong opponents in the Black Cup tournament countless times.

Battles should be exhilarating, but this Eldar assassin, aside from the initial surprise, could no longer stir Kaz's emotions.

It was utterly tasteless.

The Neural Blade is an advanced melee weapon of the Eldar. It is said that there is also a Neural Blade Gun. Such a weapon, which can cause excruciating pain even from a mere graze, is certainly terrifying.

However, the user was too afraid of death, so Kars could get away with it without any trouble.

That's it?

Why don't you risk injury and give me a sword strike?

His combat skills were passable; the Eldar's innate agility was on full display in this pirate assassin, and Kaz was even at a disadvantage in terms of speed.

However, their fighting spirit was too weak, which amplified the Eldar's high attack and low defense characteristics. Under Kaz's strong offensive pressure, the assassin's movements began to distort, losing their previous smoothness and elegance.

The distinctive sound of a bomb gun came from afar; the rest of the company had already engaged the Eldar pirates behind them.

What should I do?

This assassin, in a fit of rage, decided to go all out against Kars!

Hehe, just kidding.

If they were willing to go all out, they would have exploded long ago; why would they have waited until now?

With a feint, the assassin created distance, attempting to disappear and escape the battle.

However, Kaz had already seen it three times, three times! He had developed a vague sense of this kind of invisibility and teleportation technique, which was unclear whether it was technology or psionic.

He took the fragmentation grenade and threw it into an open space on instinct.

Hey, I won!

The Eldar assassin screamed in agony as the blast, carrying debris, slammed the wall together.

Without a word, Kaz charged forward and unleashed a piercing attack, pinning him directly to the wall.

"You can't kill me, I am..."

So it can speak human language.

Unfortunately, before he could finish speaking, the undead, whose body had been half-blown away by a remote-controlled bomb, managed to finish off the assassin with a single shot, sending him to meet Slaanesh.

Tsk tsk tsk, Kaz thinks his character and interpersonal relationships are probably not very good.

Chapter 64 Planetary Rebellion

The best graduates of Zhongsi Academy go to the court, the top students become political commissars in the military affairs department, the good students become bailiffs in the legal affairs department, and only the poor students are recruited by Zhongsi Army to become storm soldiers.

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After dealing with the Eldar pirates, Desolation Wings rushed to the next crime scene without stopping.

Stop guessing, it's not a cult, it's a tax revolt.

Furthermore, this time it's not the sector government's fault, nor is it Holy Terra's inhumanity; the tax rate is normal, and the planet can afford it.

It's simply that the noble lords wanted to collect more taxes, which drove the common people into rebellion.

So be it. Overthrow the aristocratic rule. If your rebel army wants to establish a military dictatorship, that's fine. You can also elect a new government yourselves, as long as you continue to pay taxes. The empire is actually quite flexible about these kinds of events.

Alas, only by overturning the old shackles with one move can one realize that one is truly free.

Having tasted success, the rebels felt that rebelling against the planetary governor alone was not enough, so they decided to rebel against the Empire as well.

Raise the banner high to oppose his mother, refuse to recognize the empire and refuse to pay taxes.

Good, good, this is no ordinary troublemaker. We must strike hard, we absolutely must strike hard.

Throughout the subsector, all combat-capable Ascendant forces had been diverted to fight the Orks, and the second-line forces and PDFs on the home front were completely unable to suppress the wave of uprisings.

Moreover, the ruling class is unpopular, and there are many who oppose PDFs.

Simply rebelling is not a serious crime. As long as the rebels wipe out the old rulers before the empire suppresses them, and offer substantial bribes to the judge in charge of the case and pay the tithes owed to the Ministry of Justice, a new governor's family may be born.

In other star systems, this would probably be an intolerable crime of treason, but this is the Peaceful Star System, the Peaceful Star System where the aftermath of the Macarian Expedition has not yet subsided. This move is very likely to succeed.

So what if you're rebelling against oppression? Why are you rebelling against empire?

The Ministry of Justice, which had been strictly neutral and would not participate in the planetary turmoil, was so angered by these rebels that it decided to intervene directly.

Three blows shatter the rebellious soul; sir, I am a taxpayer.