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But these Astartes did not reply.

It wasn't until Quan Tiehua arrived a few seconds later, having learned the whole story through communications, that he uncertainly called out in Chinese, "Huaxian?"

The voices on the other end, which had been speaking English intermittently, suddenly paused. Then, a voice filled with disbelief said, "We are Huaxian! May I ask who you are, sir?"

"I am the acting... head of our Chapter! My name is Quan Tiehua." He had intended to make up a story to cover their origins, but after thinking it over, he told them the truth mixed with a few lies.

"Mr. Quan, is the cooperation you mentioned earlier real?"

"The cooperation is real. Once you have a designated representative to contact us, we will each get what we need!"

"Very well, Mr. Quan. I will come out. Please do not open fire, you and your Chapter personnel!"

"Rest assured, I guarantee it with our Chapter's honor!"

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Li Muye's face was filled with confusion. Chapter's honor guarantee? Haven't the rules of medieval knights passed already?

But he didn't hesitate further. After placing his gun back on the ground, he slowly stood up with his hands raised.

The moment his head appeared, the muzzles of the bolters instantly aimed at him.

The killing intent emanating from the Machine Spirits of the bolters, which had slain countless xenos and Chaos forces, made his bladder tighten, as if he were falling from the sky, a surge of urge to urinate!

He instinctively squatted down, then calmed himself, swallowed, and slowly walked forward sideways.

It wasn't until he reached the center of the battlefield that he shouted, "Mr. Quan! I have shown my sincerity!"

Seeing this, Quan Tiehua was about to stand up and go over, but Vals, standing beside him, grabbed his arm.

At this moment, his Power Armour was dirty and tattered. One arm was completely gone; the prosthetic that had been there had been blown off by a demon during a battle within the Imperium.

Fortunately, he had survived until now thanks to the various mechanical tools he carried, though he was severely wounded.

"Don't you remember how indifferent those people were to the lives of their own countrymen when we landed? And the attack we received when negotiating with that giant machine?" Vals said, pulling out a sphere from who knows where and handing it to him. "If this is a trap set for us, then with our previous experience, the power of this attack will likely be increased, and it might even injure you. So, I used the damaged helmets of our Chapter brothers to create this automatic sensing defensive equipment! If there are no problems, it's best!"

Vals had originally wanted to stop him from moving forward, but feeling the force of Quan Tiehua's movement, he swallowed the words of dissuasion and could only remind him to be careful.

"Don't worry, brother. I know what I'm doing! If possible, when we return to the Imperium, even those grease monkeys will be flattering you! Our Chapter will then possess... Titans!" Quan Tiehua patted his shoulder to comfort him, but his gaze was fixed on the empty arm under his shoulder guard.

Hearing this, Vals simply nodded and handed the item to Quan Tiehua.

The sphere was not large, but it had no texture, as if it had been cut directly from a massive block of metal.

He looked around and finally placed the iron ball into the groove at the neck of his Power Armour.

After all, the head area was quite vulnerable.

As he walked out and approached, the oppressive feeling brought by his heavy build and height washed over Li Muye. He looked at Quan Tiehua approaching. When Quan Tiehua stood about two meters away, his height, nearly half a head taller than Li Muye, forced him to look up.

"Mr. Quan, it's a pleasure to meet you!" he said, reaching out his arm to shake hands. But feeling the sudden killing intent and Quan Tiehua's stillness, he could only nod and maintain his surrendered posture.

Especially seeing the steel fist, almost as large as his head, Li Muye had no doubt that a single punch could turn his head into minced meat.

"Speak! What do you want to do?" Quan Tiehua asked directly.

"Mr. Quan, we are agents in Japan. Our authority is very low, so we can only tell you that if we cooperate, we will exchange whatever we can offer!"

"This is the basis of our cooperation! I want to speak with your representative!"

Li Muye nodded. "I need to take out my communicator from my pocket..."

Quan Tiehua nodded directly. A mortal facing him at such close range, no matter what action he took, he could crush him instantly if he wished!

Li Muye dared not have any ulterior motives. The intelligence videos he had watched before, with their lightning-fast punches and brutal massacres, had instilled a sense of fear in almost everyone involved in the operation.

He took out several communicators from his backpack that were clipped to his ears and held them up to his head with both hands. "This can directly connect you to the person you wish to see. But you only have thirty seconds."

As the communicators were put on and the signal connected, after initial greetings, they directly began a simple discussion about cooperation.

"Your representative has already spoken with me. We will choose to travel by your aircraft," Quan Tiehua said, taking off his headset after discussing with the representative for just over a minute. He waved for his Chapter brothers to begin assembling.

"That's possible, but our transport aircraft cannot easily enter Japan. Therefore, we need to find some transportation to reach the designated location before we can board," Li Muye explained. Seeing the group of Ironclads begin to assemble in an orderly fashion, he knew the matter had been settled.

Under his command, other agents also began to emerge. The assembly was completed in just half a minute, and everyone began to withdraw towards the designated location. Li Muye's team, however, left a few people behind to set something up.

"Alright, but I need to know your plan."

Li Muye nodded, then directed his subordinates to bring over several backpacks. He opened them and said, "These are all electronic devices that can connect to network communications. All our information and tasks will be sent to this terminal." As he spoke, he took out a heavy electronic tablet, thick enough to be used as a brick, from a bag.

Behind him, Vals and several Tech-Sergeants stepped forward to take them, examining them roughly.

To be honest, although the technology of Warhammer 40k was far superior to that of the current world, many of its crude applications made its efficiency seem much lower than that of the current world's technology.

For instance, the information transmission of these electronic products. In the Imperium, they used Servitors or Thinkers, so the efficiency naturally couldn't be high.

Here, however, the efficiency of information transmission and the resulting improvements from the terminals, computer arrays, and other equipment they used were all visibly apparent.