My Life as A Death Guard

Chapter 86: 81. Don’t go. I’m scared

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In the foundry hall, where machines roar, large amounts of materials such as refined gold, ceramic steel, and plastic steel are being produced day and night. These materials are broken down and reshaped into symbols of power in this huge machine.

The foundry hall, which was originally bustling with people, now had only a few technical soldiers walking around.

Most of the sages from Mars have now returned to the transport ship, but some biology sages and food science sages have stayed behind. They brought their large and complicated academic troops to the star ring of Barbarus. In the name of the Emperor, or in pursuit of knowledge, they chose to stay and transform this strange planet of Barbarus.

Hades stood silently beside the workbench of master foundry master Enrique, watching Enrique write a letter of recommendation.

On the thick parchment, there were dense black ciphertexts. After a preliminary peek, Hades believed that this was a binary encryption language that used at least three keys.

Enrique was concentrating on writing the letter, and the wool pen in his hand kept shaking. This was a type of writing that required extremely high precision. Moreover, in a light range that was invisible to others, a hidden laser dot on Enrique's arm was also engraving the ciphertext at the same time.

This is a caution unique to the Mechanicus.

Every technical sergeant recommended by the Legion to go to Mars will hold a unique letter of recommendation, which will be fully engraved with the genetic code of the technical sergeant and the Martian secret pattern of the forging master who recommended him.

The Mechanicus grants different keys and letter-writing skills to different legions. At the same time, the unique way of writing letters ensures that only the legion's master forgers can write.

This is just to ensure that no one can impersonate you.

Enrique thought as he wrote, even after so many twists and turns in the end, Hades still did not belong to our foundry!

What Gala, what Barracin, in the end it was Enrique who took advantage of the situation!

Although some unpleasant things have happened recently, as rational technical sergeants, everyone in the Foundry Hall is very calm.

The technical soldiers who had long been educated in the Martian cult were, on the contrary, quite tolerant of concepts like "God".

Moreover, they had been negotiating with the Mechanical Sage, and recovered quickly afterwards.

However, the demand for promethium fuel and incendiary weapons has increased greatly.

After this incident, the other company commanders completely forgot about the recruitment in the Foundry. As a result, when the Mars transport ship was about to leave, only Hades took the initiative to come forward to sign up.

See? This is the appearance of Om Messiah. The person they want most in the Foundry Hall is here!

As if to prevent Hades from regretting his decision and running away, Enrique's pen wrote faster and faster - even in the Space Marines' enhanced vision, it was already leaving an afterimage.

Hades watched Enrique write while silently classifying his important memories, putting them into his left brain and locking it.

Then—he saw the strange mechanical sage walking silently in the corridor.

"The Forging Master?"

"Um?"

As Enrique wrote, he cheerfully asked Hades what was wrong.

"I once met a mechanical sage on a small path on the left side of the fourth floor of the Endurance."

"He was walking alone on the path, and there were no servants around."

Enrique was still immersed in the encrypted message at the moment, so he said casually,

"You must have read it wrong. There will be a lot of people following the sage. At least one legion of technical sergeants will follow him."

Hades blinked, then emphasized his tone and said seriously,

"I'm sure I saw it right. It was a lone Mechanical Sage. He met me in the corridor and then left."

Enrique's hand, which was writing frantically, suddenly trembled and he stopped writing instantly.

Shit, the laser hit the wrong spot, need to rewrite it.

But now is not the time to write.

Enrique raised his head and stared at Hades seriously.

"Is what you say true?"

"I swear I'm telling you what I saw."

hiss.

Master foundry master Enrique began to make crazy inferences in his mind.

A single mechanical sage? !

Impossible, impossible.

All the technology on the Death Guard was provided by Mars, and Enrique and his men had not developed any other technology on their own. Moreover, the original Dusk Raiders would report to Mars even if they had seized alien technology in previous battles.

The technology of the Barbarus system was surveyed and evaluated by the Legion's technical sergeants and the Mechanicus.

For these mechanical sages who have mastered the latest technology, there is no need for the Death Guard to be checked by them at all!

Moreover, a sage who had evaded the surveillance of the Foundry Hall would be exposed in front of a new soldier? !

Most likely, no.

Enrique's eyes moved to the left side of Hades' brain.

I heard that this recruit's left brain is a technology bestowed by the Emperor.

Those crazy mechanical sages, they wouldn't be thinking!

No! Absolutely not!

If we can’t send people to Mars, they will never come back!

Mars is far from being as simple as the one on the Imperial Double-Headed Eagle. Mars itself has complex sects and the sages are involved with each other.

Enrique was studying on Mars at the time, which was actually a semi-closed study provided for them by the emperor supporters on Mars.

But there is a high probability that a sage has set his sights on Hades.

Mars has its own sphere of influence. Rather than a superior-subordinate relationship, the relationship between Mars and the Empire is more like cooperation. Mars has a lot of independent rights. The Empire's power is difficult to reach its management, let alone a single legion!

Enrique stared at Hades for a long time before he slowly spoke.

"Hades, did someone recommend you to go to Mars, or did you go there voluntarily?"

Hades was shocked when he heard this question, but he pretended to be studious and ignorant and answered naturally.

"voluntary."

"What's wrong, Forge Master?"

Hades looked at Enrique curiously, and Enrique seemed to have his trachea stuck. He froze for a moment before saying,

"Hades, you are the only one applying to go to Mars this time. There are too few people, so it is not convenient to operate."

"Or, you can wait until the next time the Legion sends a large number of soldiers to Mars."

!

Hades is stuck. Brother, I have gone through so many trials and tribulations and convinced so many people to let me leave, but I didn’t expect to be stuck here

No, Hades could leave quickly while Sister Silence is on the fleet. Otherwise, he would miss the opportunity.

Besides, this is the mission given to him by Malcador, he has to go!

So, Hades launched an offensive, looking at Enrique with disbelief and eagerness to learn.

"I'm very sorry, but I really want to leave this time. Otherwise, I guess I won't have the chance in the future."

Enrique gritted his teeth secretly. It had been a long time since he had encountered such a good candidate for studying mechanics. He also knew that Barasi did not want to let Hades go.

But

No, so far, there has been no case of Space Marines going to Mars to learn about death. The worst case scenario is that they joined the Dreadnought. Hades should not

Besides, the legion commander has also gone to Terra, will...is he okay

Enrique thought intensely for a long time. Finally, he slowly took out a new piece of letter paper from the table. A dark green background pattern spread on it. Enrique took a deep breath and started writing again.

"Hades."

Enrique shouted,

"Um?"

You can't say it directly. Some sages have the technology to check people's memories.

“Once we’re there, even though the factories are semi-open, we try not to go into the wasteland.”

"Um."

Hades nodded and watched Enrique rewrite.

"Also, the Death Guard only sent you this time, so try to get in touch with the technical sergeants of other legions."

"I recommend you look for the technical sergeants of the Imperial Fists or Iron Hands. They usually receive some training in the legion in advance, and the Mechanicus has a good relationship with them."

"Of course, there are also Iron Warriors, but I don't recommend you to look for them. They can be very aggressive sometimes."

"Salamanders are also very good fighters. You can spend more time with them."

Salamanders. If something really happened to Hades, these kind and somewhat stubborn warriors might come out and do something.

"The rest of the Dark Angels' technical sergeants are just here to go through the motions. Don't provoke them. Just respect them."

The Dark Angels have technology that is separate from the Mechanicum of Mars.

"And the Space Wolves, stay away from them."

Space Executioners, the various legions are reluctant to contact them.

"The rest, the Blood Angels, Warhounds, and Ultramarines are all disciplined and honor-conscious warriors. You can get in touch with them. Although they are not particularly special in terms of technology, their legion culture is awe-inspiring."

The last noun was written down, a binary name encrypted five times—

"Hades."

"Hades, learn your lessons well. Although Mars is mysterious, don't hang around."

"Take care of yourself and stay with the soldiers from other legions. Don't be alone."

"If learning techniques is too boring, you can go and spar with soldiers from other legions, but don't cause unpleasantness."

Enrique took out a dark green and beige envelope, folded the letter and put it in.

Pale fire wax composed of nanomachines dripped slowly, and Enrique picked up the seal and stamped the emblem of the Death Guard.

He stared at the letter.

The previous letter still had the dark red and grayish white tones.

But none of this matters anymore. Enrique looked at Hades, his eyes filled with thoughts.

"Study hard and protect yourself."

"If there is an unexpected event, apply for early return."

Hades blinked. Why did this scene give him such a strong sense of déjà vu

He even felt a sense of kindness towards the burly master of the foundry.

Enrique looked at Hades deeply again.

"Protect yourself."

"Remember this."

Mortarion stood on the deck, the Primarch's tall, thin figure like a still, dead tree.

Somewhere in his soul, his children were calling him.

They were reluctant to leave.

But separation is necessary, they need to grow up.

He needs to grow up too.

Mortarion took a deep breath, his respirator humming, and then he stepped onto the black ship.

"salute!"

Uh. Hmm. Ah

Being watched!

Due to the re-division, many Barbarus people moved into the area of the Seventh Company where Hades was located.

When he went back to get his personal belongings, many people opened their doors and stood there to welcome him!

In the long corridor, the doors of all the recruits opened, and with a shout, everyone stood at attention and silently saluted as Hades passed by.

Respect the strong.

Um.

Hades appeared calm on the surface, walking forward at the same pace, but he was actually in turmoil.

He had never been so warmly welcomed and saluted before on Barbarus, due to his physical condition.

However, the heavy footsteps interrupted Barbarus's tacit understanding.

"Everyone, go back and rest!!!"

"Tomorrow the whole new recruit company will have high-intensity physical training!"

Blanca's roar echoed in the corridor.

In the long corridor, the door that had just been opened closed instantly, and there was complete silence for a moment.

Hmm. Hades looked across and saw Blanca walking towards him angrily.

Forehead.

However, Blanca rushed over and gave Hades a strong hug, then let go.

"Good boy, you still want to run."

Blanca showed a bright smile on her face and continued on her way with Hades.

"You don't know what you've done."

Although Blanca could not be told the whole story, he knew that the legion integration, which had seemed quite difficult before, had now become much easier.

Most of the credit for all this goes to Hades.

Unexpectedly, the new recruit who seemed timid at first turned out to be much stronger than he expected!

Despite that fantasy, Blanca didn't care at all.

Before that fantasy came true, he would have probably died in that corner long ago.

In fact, the original Blanka died in the Isstvan V Massacre. He did not experience the Legion's corruption, and the illusion had a slightly smaller impact on him.

Compared to the worried recruits, Blanca knew that the present was the most necessary.

After all, at least a quarter of the recruits wouldn't survive the legion's first battle.

But he will try his best to lead the one under his command.

There are so many old guys who want to die, it’s not even the turn of the new recruits.

But now, send Hades away from him first.

Even if Blanca doesn't understand why Hades is still determined to go to Mars under such circumstances, wouldn't it be better for him to work here and move into the management level

They arrived at Hades' room and Blanca stood at the door, waiting for Hades to clean up.

Hades looked at his empty room and realized that he really had nothing to take.

A few sets of washable clothing, a sickle, an incendiary gun, a melta gun, a flamethrower, a close combat dagger with a wide health groove on it, and a Barbarus heavy machete.

In a sense, apart from the scythe obituary, everything else about Hades is standard Death Guard equipment.

Hades blinked and asked the servitor to come in and take away the items.

In the deep universe, the emblem of the Martian forged world is heavily imprinted on the huge ship, and the skeleton surrounded by gears is eternally thirsting for all the truth in the world.

The engine roared, and the plasma tail flame slowly dragged past, creating beautiful waves in the void.

Beside the huge transport ship, countless escort ships and cruisers turned flexibly like small fish, with tiny flames ignited, following their mother.

However, even the huge Martian transport ship is just a drop in the bucket compared to the Glorious Queen-class Endurance next to it.

The Death Guard's cruisers and battleships dispersed according to the predetermined trajectory to make way for the Mechanicus fleet they surrounded.

Hades pressed himself against the glass of his room and looked out—

The bow of the ship is very pointed and the entire ship is smooth and streamlined. It is the Fourth Knight.

The ship that looks heavy and slow overall, with a distinctive forked bow, is the Terminus Est.

There are also My Dead Girl, Death Scythe, and Depression.

The Death Guard flagships passed by the window one after another, turning into bright dots.

The Martian transport ship slowly accelerated, its engines advancing step by step, and soon the fleet left the embrace of the Death Guard and entered Mandeville Point on the edge of the Barbarus galaxy.

Here, the fleet will tear open the barriers between reality and the subspace, and enter the pre-planned subspace channel without affecting other ladders in the galaxy.

Geller's position was opened, and the magnificent and illusory waves of the subspace were beating against the boundary of reality.

Next stop, the solar system, Mars.

Goodbye, Barbarus.

Goodbye, Death Guard.

The 14th Legion Chapter ends! (≧▽≦)

Next article, Mars!

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By the way, "我之失女号" is my own translation. In other translations, it is translated as "我的死夫人号"

Its original English name is "My Death Lady"

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