Mars, four years later.
Hades sat in the cafeteria of the technical sergeant base for a rare time, surrounded by a circle of technical sergeants from other legions.
They came to see Hades off.
The red soil on the Martian wasteland rolled again and again under the storm, and time quietly passed by slowly.
Alas, the scene of bidding farewell to Yuelang is still vivid in my mind, and in the blink of an eye, it is time for him to leave.
Hades shouldn't have left at this time. He should have been the second to last one to leave among the group.
But he, he has already finished the whole volume!
After taking down Mars [The Legend of the Fastest Technical Soldier of Mars], Hades laughed and directly received his apprenticeship code and his own exclusive technical sergeant binary badge from the Jordan Sage.
The hunched and huge body of the Jordanian sage was crowded in front of his workbench, his red robe slowly drooping down, cables were precisely woven in between, and blue pulses surged through it like life.
"Congratulations, Sergeant Hades of the Death Guard. From now on, you can serve as a qualified technical sergeant and go to the frontline battlefield."
"You could have stayed a little longer. I think this base would be able to teach you more about such a talented technical sergeant."
"Thank you for your kindness, Sage Jordan."
"But my legion is calling me back."
Hades nodded. In fact, he had completed the speed pass a while ago, but he had been delaying because he was asking around on Mars to find a fleet that could transport him to the Death Guard.
Generally speaking, most technical sergeants would leave on fleets that their legions came to Mars to transport weapons and ammunition, and these fleets would often bring a new batch of technical sergeants. Unfortunately, because the Death Guard has not yet engaged in a real large-scale war and has sufficient equipment, they do not need to replenish weapons from Mars.
It is impossible to send a fleet just to pick him up. What's more, the Death Guard has now received an order to go to the Vasalius war zone, and the huge army is now rushing to the front line at full power.
The Grim Reaper flew out from the Barbarus star field where he lived, his black robe fluttering, and he couldn't wait to find the first dead person.
Hades could only keep an eye on the recent movements of the Martian transport ships, but the bad news was that the several legions fighting the greenskins there did not need support from the rear base of Mars.
But now, Sage Kirkland has contacted Hades, saying that he has found the source of the ornaments that Hades once asked him about—
This is an ornament found during the cleanup of a wrecked space ship. The sage who found it traced back to the home planet of the spaceship based on the information on the spaceship.
Because there was no technology worthy of the Sage's attention on the abandoned ship, the planet lay quietly in the Exploration Sage's planet list. The Exploration Sage merely sent a team to conduct a preliminary scan of the planet, and after retrieving several machine anti-aging technologies, he shelved the planet.
Until Sage Kirkland took the initiative to find this sage.
"I knew those of you who appreciate alien technology would come to me."
There was a turbid white mist in the sage's non-mechanized eyes, and his calculating logical operations were activated.
"Yes, your judgment is correct."
"Well, let's talk about price."
Sage Kirkland, who looked like an ordinary mechanical sage, spoke in a neither humble nor arrogant manner, and the small black stone pendant swayed as he walked.
The computing engines of the two sages started to burn at the same time! This was a war that abandoned traditional languages and relied purely on binary language against waves!
Hades certainly didn't know about the bargaining battle between the two sages. He only knew that Sage Kirkland came to inform him as a victor.
"Lord Hades, I found it!"
What did you find
Hades, who had already thrown what he had asked Kirkland a few years ago into the information garbage dump in his mind, looked confused.
"?"
"I found the ornament you once asked me about!"
Sage Kirkland made an incomprehensible electric coughing sound, as if accusing Hades of forgetfulness.
“Oh!”
Hades remembered.
"How was that?"
So Sage Kirkland quickly sent the intelligence data package he had exchanged to Hades.
This is an abandoned human planet, but for some reason, there are no living humans on it.
Human-inhabited cities are abandoned on this planet.
But that’s not the point. The point is that there is a small black obelisk on this planet.
Through the information sent by the sage, Hades initially judged that this was a black stone device built by the Necrons in the physical universe to shield the subspace.
These Black Stone constructs vary greatly, but most can calm the tides of the Warp and make the physical world more stable.
Some Blackstone devices are deliberately built on worlds where the barriers between the physical universe and the subspace are weak in order to stabilize the space there.
Although undead spirits would jump out of some Blackstone devices, not all Blackstone structures had Necrons wrapped in oil paper buried underneath them. There was only one lonely Blackstone device on this planet, and it had once been colonized by humans, so it was highly unlikely that there were any Necrons buried underground.
Hades thought for a moment and said,
"You should go to that planet."
"That black stone obelisk is very valuable."
"Are you not going, my Lord?"
Hades blinked. Maybe he should go
But the Death Guard's first battle, the Battle of Galaspar, was about to begin, and he really didn't want to miss the legion's first battle.
The black stone pendant of the Kirkland Sage shook, and bright reflections shone from it.
"Sir, you can go to this planet first. I found out that a forge world near this planet is mainly responsible for the military supplies of the 11th Fleet in the Vasalius Theater."
Hades blinked. What a coincidence
He quickly gathered information and finally found out that it was really a coincidence.
And compared to Mars, which has never sent a fleet, this way of going is actually faster.
The Death Guard are still on their way and have not received any news from Galasper. Even if they arrive, Mortarion will have to prepare for a while.
"Okay, I'll go too."
"We're off now."
Before the sage left, Hades numbly extended his hand again and again.
So that was why Hades now stood among the Techmarine, and he was comforted by the fact that most of the gifts his brothers gave him were food.
The wolf Manning was gnashing his teeth as he tossed the game he had hunted this time. The aroma of barbecue wafted in the air.
Hades knew why the wolf was gritting his teeth, because he was about to leave, so yesterday Hades dragged the wolf into the duel cage for a big fight.
Hades guessed that Wild Wolf Manning's injury has not healed yet.
The Ultramarines Servius chatted with Hades with a smile on his face.
"I was thinking of asking you to take care of the new batch of Ultramarines after I left, but I didn't expect you to go back first."
Hades laughed.
"Then I'll trouble you to take care of the Death Guards that will come next!"
Then Hades looked at Servius with an expression that everyone understood.
"Remember to pass on the data packet I shared with you."
After seven years of hard work, Hades compiled a "Survival Guide for Mars Technical Soldiers", which includes everything from how to conquer the behavioral codes of most of the base's servitors to analysis of the behavioral patterns of Jordanian sages, in order to give the new technical soldiers the best experience on Mars.
Seeing Hades staring at him with shining eyes, Servius swore that he used all the political and diplomatic skills he had developed in the Ultramarines to prevent the corners of his mouth from twitching.
Servius was shocked when he first saw the data packet Hades sent him.
Well, Hades is writing something very new.
Servius swore that he had never seen this type of text before. Although it looked very informal, when he read it carefully, he found that the text explained in a simple and easy-to-understand way how to use the least effort to gain the most benefits at the Mars Technology Base.
Hades even learned to use a template without any instruction, and this template was very similar to the template used by the Extreme Marines to handle official documents.
This really shocked them.
Although technical sergeants arrive every Terran year, they only come to learn and then leave.
Technical sergeants like the Ultramarines and the Luna Wolves will consciously introduce new technical sergeants to other legions to facilitate their future study and life.
The forging masters in the legion would also make additional remarks and give them some points of attention after meeting satisfactory candidates for technical sergeants.
But people like Hades, who directly created a document for studying and living on Mars and chose to spread it directly—
Only one!
Or maybe other people simply don’t have the same awareness as Hades!
This is really what a strong person is like.
Whether it's the faster speed than everyone else, the invincible figure in the duel cage, or this "Martian Technical Soldier Survival Guide" -
This Death Guard crushes them in every way!
And they don't even know it.
Therefore, in private, the technical sergeants all used "The Overlooker" as a synonym for Hades.
He was truly standing on a high ground, overlooking the presence of many technical sergeants.
However, Hades did not know that he had gained a new nickname. He just continued to look at Servius confidently. He was still waiting for this wise Ultramarines to come back and help the Death Guards who came later.
"Affirmatively, that is very useful knowledge, Ultramarines, I will certainly pass it on, Servius."
Servius said solemnly,
"Oh, no need to be so strict!"
Hades happily took the biscuits from Servius, the farewell gift from the Extreme Warriors.
Here you go!
Servius also tacitly turned around with the other Extreme Warriors and let Hades collect other gifts.
Well, Iron Hands gave Hades a kind of hard-bitten pancake, Imperial Fists gave him waffles stacked like a fortress, and Wild Wolf gave him a pile of barbecue.
There were no flashy, out-of-print little screws, no fantastic weapons, and even the fire lizards gave him food. Hades felt extremely relieved at this moment.
There's one more tonight
Speaking of the recent video, Guilliman in it looks so young, and I saw him as a combination of the Nine-Turn Large Intestine Judge and Chuan Jianguo ()
(End of this chapter)