The memories come to an end, and there is a deathly silence in the transfer station.
Dredd The hand holding the gun completely dropped, and his whole body froze in place, his eyes full of doubts about life.
He finally knew why his master became like that.
Why did he howl when he mentioned this Ogryn? Why did he sit on the steps facing Cigar all afternoon, thinking about the meaning of his life.
The co-authorship was all done by the Ogryn in front of me!
Ling Shuang's expression is not much better.
She stared at Tychus, and the image of Grix's collapse flashed through her mind repeatedly, as well as the "idiot" walking along Cigar with his eyes wet. Now she just wanted to find a place to sit down and digest this outrageous story.
Fu Haoran looked at Tychus, unable to hide the smile in his eyes.
He originally thought he had just picked up a team leader who could control Ogryn, but in the end, he directly found a high-IQ Ogryn who had been playing tricks on Adeptus Arbites for ten years, knew tactics, had psychic powers, and had a superior IQ.
This is Ogryn. This is a treasure.
Ling Shuang took a deep breath, forced himself to regain his senses, stared at Tychus and asked first, "What happened after that? Did you really follow them back to Adeptus Arbites?"
Tychus held Cigar in his mouth, slowly blew out a smoke ring, and said in a lazy tone, "Otherwise? You can't really just kill the executive, right?"
"I voluntarily surrendered and followed them back to the Adeptus Arbites safe house. I also specifically emphasized that I surrendered myself, not him."
He grinned, showing his yellow teeth. "But as soon as we arrived at the safe house, the old boy Grix, who was familiar with the road, took out a Cigar from my pocket, lit it and took a deep breath, and asked me where the Cigar came from. It was exactly the same as the one he used."
"What did you say?" Ling Shuang asked subconsciously.
"I'm telling you the truth," Tychus spread his hands with an innocent look on his face, "I took it from your pocket. You have checked under my nose countless times in the past five years, and I did it smoothly."
Dredd The corners of his mouth twitched fiercely.
He finally knew why the master had lost Cigar for five years and scolded Adeptus Arbites that there was a mole in it every day, even though the mole was right under his nose!
"What happened after that? Adeptus Arbites didn't interrogate you?" Ling Shuang asked again.
"It was tried, it was tried on the first day." Tychus flicked the cigarette ashes, "But instead of being sentenced, I talked to everyone at Adeptus Arbites one by one, and told them that I was willing to work for Adeptus Arbites, and told them everything I could and would do."
"After we talked all afternoon, the interrogator who was responsible for interrogating me gave up thinking. He said that in the end of all the conversations, I had the upper hand. He was also inexplicably fond of me, Ogryn, and admitted that he couldn't handle me at all."
"What about my mentor?" Dredd couldn't help but ask.
Tychus winked at him. "Your master? He sat on the steps at the door of the safe house all afternoon, staring at the Cigar in his hand, thinking about what value God-Emperor gave him in life."
There was a burst of uncontrollable laughter in the transfer station.
Dredd's face alternated between red and white. He knew his master very well. That kind of extreme frustration would definitely make the rigid and strong old judge do such a thing.
"Is he going to be sentenced the next day?" Dredd gritted his teeth and asked again. He didn't believe that the master would just let it go like this given his temperament.
"Yes, the whole set is here." The smile on Tychus's face faded a little, but his tone was still relaxed, "Before entering the torture chamber, I said, God-Emperor will prove my piety."
"He insisted that I have psychic talents, and that I must be possessed by Warp evil spirits, and that I am a heretic. First, he performed memory retrieval on me, and that thing was really painful. I groaned several times."
"What's the result?" Dredd asked.
"The result?" Tychus sneered, "After reading my memory, he walked out of the execution room, sat back on the steps and fell silent."
"He saw every moment when I followed his Cigar, and saw the way I suppressed laughter every time he was hysterically investigating."
"He just said that this demon was hidden too deeply, and then he arranged an exorcism ceremony of the highest standard for me."
Ling Shuang's eyes widened. "Exorcism ritual? Is it useful?"
"It's useless." Tychus said with contempt in his eyes, "Sacred scriptures were carved on my body, holy oil was applied all over my body, and incense lit up the whole room. Apart from being a little itchy when the scriptures were carved, I had no reaction at all."
"After three days of struggling like this, he even wanted to starve me to death, but when he was half-starved, he took another Cigar from my pocket and sat next to him, staring at me with a look of weakness in his eyes."
"The most outrageous thing is the third round of testing," Tychus said more and more enthusiastically, "He was forced to panic, so he made a nine-pointed star array, performed a sacrificial ceremony, and summoned Warp evil spirits, trying to lure me into corruption."
"When the magic circle lit up, the twisted power surged towards me, and there were whispers in my ears. After struggling for a long time, I heard a void curse, "Ogryn", and the evil spirit retracted directly and never came out again."
The whole place was dead silent.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
I summoned Warp, but the evil spirit thought it was unlucky and ran away after cursing me? If I tell you this, no one in Adeptus Arbites would believe it!
The whole place was dead silent.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
I summoned Warp, but the evil spirit thought it was unlucky and ran away after cursing me? If I tell you this, no one in Adeptus Arbites would believe it!
Dredd was even more frozen in place. He finally understood why the master fell into deep self-doubt back then. Anyone else would have to doubt life.
"After the ceremony, he still called me a heretic. I broke free on the spot and slapped him to knock him out." Tychus shrugged.
"In the end, Adeptus Arbites tested me over and over again, and I can only admit that I am just Ogryn who was born with psychic talent. I have nothing to do with heretics or Chaos, and I was not handed over to Machine Cult to be sliced."
"You stayed with Adeptus Arbites after that?" Ling Shuang asked, his tone full of disbelief.
"Otherwise?" Tychus grinned, "For the next year, I stayed at Adeptus Arbites. Under your master's extreme resistance, I became his bodyguard and non-staff consultant."
"Every time I objected to his plan and gave him better suggestions, his face hurt, but he had to listen."
"I followed several missions to clear out cult dens. Relying on psychic perception and tactical planning, I showed off my skills and the casualties were 70% less than he expected. He didn't say anything. After returning, I smoked a whole pack of Cigar by myself."
"I also followed him on a battleship out of the star zone once and sailed into Warp." Tychus became more and more enthusiastic as he spoke.
"The navigator on the battleship chatted with me about philosophy, then locked himself in the navigation room and never came out to see me again."
"Ecclesiarchy's Priest, after discussing the doctrine with me, he took a detour every time he saw me."
"Your mentor is even more outrageous. He often sits on the throne of the battleship and stares at me in a daze. I reminded him that it was rude for an executive to do so, and he became even more silent."
"Where are the others on the battleship?" Ling Shuang feels that this story is getting more and more interesting.
"A colonel from the Stormtroopers played cards with me and lost half a month's salary. Then he took a detour when he saw me."
"Commissar from their group was even more wicked. He insisted on calling me a heretic and ridiculed me. He couldn't criticize me with his words, so he dragged me to a battleship simulation cabin for a duel."
Tychus said innocently, "You also know that our Ogryn is naturally stronger than Astartes. What's more, I'm not stupid, I'm still a Psyker."
"In that duel, I literally hung him up and beat him."
"I felt a little sorry after that, so I gave him a bottle of liquor from my collection as a reconciliation gift to get over it."
"The only person I can talk to is Tech-Priest." Tychus paused, with a look of regret on his face.
"I went to ask him if Ogryn had a chance to become a priest. I wanted to ask Omnissiah about the classics. I also greeted him with a binary number."
"He was very happy when he first found out that I was logically clear and rational. Then he remembered that I was a Ogryn--Machine Cult with psychic talent. Psyker."
"The old man got confused on the spot and started to look up information in the classics in front of me. The hair on my back stood on end when I saw it, for fear that he would arrest me and slice me up for study."
Ling Shuang's mind went blank after hearing this, with only one thought left: What exactly has Adeptus Arbites experienced in the past ten years?
Dredd also fell silent.
He remembered the way his master talked to himself in front of the map and revised the tactics board over and over in those years. He remembered the way his master would sit in front of Cigar all afternoon every time he came back from a mission, and suddenly he understood everything.
It turns out that in those years, there was always Ogryn, who helped his master shoulder half of the work out of sight.
After a long time, Dredd suddenly spoke, his voice hoarse. "So... you have never betrayed the empire, God-Emperor?"
Tychus held Cigar in his mouth, which was a rare moment of seriousness.
"If I wanted to betray, I would have just joined the interstellar pirates when they bombed the transport ship ten years ago."
"I have been at Adeptus Arbites all these years. If I had had other intentions, that little old man Grix would have been betrayed by me a hundred times."
Dredd stared at Tychus for a long time, and finally, he slowly put away Bolter in his hand.
"... This matter is not over yet." He gritted his teeth, but the previous anger in his tone was gone, "We will wait until we can get out alive this time."
Tychus grinned, stretched out his hand as big as a cattail leaf fan, and patted Dredd heavily on the shoulder.
"Okay, after this battle is over, I'll ask you to smoke Cigar, the same model your master used to smoke."
Dredd put away his gun, and the atmosphere in the rest area finally became more relaxed.
Fu Haoran opens the tactical terminal and projects the Broodlord coordinates calibrated by Priest Kallen.
"Okay, everyone is here, it's time to get down to business."
He pointed to the red dot in the deepest part of the map. "Here, the core area of Underhive, the home of Broodlord, is also where our next step will be."
"Are you crazy?!" Dredd was the first to jump out and object, "I came back from here, and the strength of the guards there is far beyond imagination! There are monsters crawling on the wall, so many that Auspex can't even count them!"
Fu Haoran said nothing, but looked at Tychus.
Tychus held Cigar in his mouth, slowly blew out a smoke ring, walked to the map, and drew two lines on the map with his hands as big as cattail leaf fans.
He paused, "But the enemies on this road are the densest, and there is also a gathering place in it that we must force our way through."
"If the battle cannot be ended within a short period of time, we will definitely be surrounded."
Ling Shuang frowned and asked, "What about the second one?"
Tychus's finger moved to another winding line. "This one goes around the abandoned mine road and takes 5 more hours. However, the density of enemies along the way is low. As long as you are careful, you have a high probability of getting in."
Fu Haoran stared at the map, frowning slightly.
3 hours vs 8 hours.
He has always been a person who seeks stability.
"Take the second route." Fu Haoran made the final decision, "Detour, safety first."
Dredd breathed a sigh of relief.
Tychus shrugged and said no more.
Fu Haoran turned off the projection and picked up the chainsaw plate. "That's it, let's go."
Dredd subconsciously said, "Wait! Are you really going to die?!"
Tychus looked back at him, with something in his eyes that Dredd couldn't understand. It wasn't ridicule, not a joke, but a kind of... determination.
Dredd gritted his teeth, held Chainsword tightly, and followed.
The alloy gate slowly rose.
This time the team configuration is different. In addition to the veterans, Ogryn and a crazy governor, there is also Gray Ogryn who can use psychic powers and the legal officer who was forced to go to Liangshan, and embarked on the road of beheading together.
Dredd held Chainsword tightly and glanced at Tychus's back. He suddenly wanted to fuck Cigar.
Unfortunately, I don't have any in my pocket.
Almost at the same time, Fu Haoran's tactical terminal shook wildly, and roars and explosions rang out from the communicator. "Governor! We attracted Underhive's Genestealers according to the plan, and their crazy attack far exceeded our expectations. According to Priest Kallen's calculations, we may not be able to last for 5 hours!"
Fu Haoran's heart sank. What he wanted was to hold back Genestealer Cult's main force, not to fight with them.
Otherwise, once the troops are exhausted, even if the beheading is completed, it will be meaningless.
"Wade, preserving our vitality is the top priority. I allow you to retreat decisively in critical moments."
"But sir, this would be too dangerous for you."
Fu Haoran looked at the map and said, "Don't worry about us, we have Plan B."
After ending the call, Fu Haoran looked at Tychus.
Tychus raised Cigar.
"Changed your mind?"
There was no surprise in his tone, only a calmness that had been expected.
"Take the first road." Fu Haoran said word for word, "3 hours, we must arrive."
Dredd's face instantly turned ugly. "Are you crazy?! You have to force your way in!"
Tychus grinned, showing yellow teeth.
Dredd opened his mouth and wanted to curse, but found that he couldn't curse a word.
He looked at the back of the three-meter-tall figure and suddenly understood the aggrieved master felt back then.
A Ogryn thinks deeper than you, calculates more accurately than you, and is crazier than you.
Who the hell can withstand this?
He gritted his teeth, held Chainsword tightly, and followed.
The team disappeared deep into the tunnel in silence.
Behind him, the alloy gate slammed shut.
Strongly recommended <Warhammer: Start with Planetary Governor, three hundred years of tax arrears>! Click to go directly to the story world.