Invincible after death, but in Warhammer 40K

Before long, the Land Battleship had already driven back into the formation.

After finishing a chase that was more like a massacre than a battle, most of the originally vast number of Orks had become nourishment for the desert.

Although it was undeniable that their reproductive power was strong to an unbelievable extent, even the Orkoid Spore Contamination caused by the corpses alone was likely to cause a new batch of Orks to grow out of the sand sea soon.

But the time required for the scale to develop to a threatening level had at least nothing to do with Zhang Ge, or even with this war in general.

Under the towering ship.

Zhang Ge approached this magnificent creation with a part of the people.

There were not many people, and most of them were Tribesmen.

Most of the soldiers of the First Company were either cleaning up Ork corpses with Flamer or were riding in vehicles to pursue the remaining enemies. Only less than a few dozen people were standing around Zhang Ge in a scattered manner.

However, safety had never been a concern for Zhang Ge. His attention was focused on the steel behemoth in front of him.

Looking at this newly built big guy in front of him, although Zhang Ge had seen a lot of transport ships of several hundred meters to a kilometer in length, compared to this thing that moved with "tracks", the transport ships still seemed too elegant and could not reach this level of primitive violence and shock.

Just after admiring this mechanical aesthetics for a while, a simple and unpretentious Servo-ladder fell from the side of the ship.

It was slightly shabby compared to the magnificent ship, but considering the man-hours, it was already very good to have the matching facilities for the shell. What else could one expect?

Yolanda's voice came from the Vox-caster:

"You come up first, alone. I have something to say. The others can come up in ten minutes."

Zhang Ge had no objections. After responding, he handed over the task of organizing everyone to climb the ladder in ten minutes to Colin, and then planned to go up alone to meet with Yolanda.

However, as soon as he climbed up the ladder, he found that Amilia, wearing a Jump Pack, was attached to his side and kept the same height as him. So after thinking about it, he repeated what he had said before:

"Um, Yolanda asked me to go up alone."

Amilia raised her eyebrows slightly, somewhat puzzled: "Including me?"

The full sentence should be "Does the person being excluded also include me?"

But listening to her tone, Zhang Ge understood the meaning of this sentence without needing to explain.

Although he did not feel that Yolanda would pose any threat, Zhang Ge still did not continue to say anything under Amilia's gaze that was watching him, and defaulted that even if she was there, the confidentiality was roughly equivalent to only him being present.

The ladder was not high, only about ten meters. With Zhang Ge's physical fitness, he quickly climbed to the platform connected to the side of the ship.

"To make a long story short, this thing seems to have come alive."

Looking at Yolanda, who started talking without even looking at Amilia more than once, Zhang Ge was a little suspicious for a while whether he had been with Amilia for a bit too long?

Suppressing the irrelevant thoughts, Zhang Ge replied:

"Is there a possibility that it was originally a living thing?"

"No, no, that's not what I mean. I mean... I obviously didn't install a Sacred Machine Spirit for it, but listen to this sound."

Without any intention of hiding her existence, the mechanical whine of operation became more joyful and smooth after Zhang Ge came to the platform on the side of the ship. Only then did Zhang Ge realize that something was wrong, and asked:

"This isn't a simulated sound made by you?"

"Although I am an Enginseer, I wouldn't go so far as to do something so blasphemous."

"Don't say that Enginseer sounds like you are inferior to others."

After complaining, Zhang Ge, adhering to the point of view that seeing is believing, reached out and tried to unscrew the hatch locking mechanism.

"This..."

Yolanda wanted to remind Zhang Ge that it could not be opened, but after watching the smooth rotation of the circular valve, she wisely changed her words:

"...It was opened quite quickly."

Compared to what was happening, a small thing similar to some kind of identification was not worth surprising at all. Yolanda's full mind was now focused on the scene that was about to be witnessed.

After Amilia confirmed that there was no danger, the two entered it one after another.

"This is impossible."

And after witnessing the scene inside, Yolanda's heart was instead poured with a basin of cold water.

This sentence was not an exclamation of surprise, but an objective description of the facts.

Because inside were still those brackets, quietly connecting the Sandworm and the Land Battleship shell. There was not even an extra lamp.

It could play a supporting role, but there was no way it could make the mechanical sounds that were still roaring in her ears.

But Zhang Ge did not come to a conclusion immediately. Instead, after listening quietly for a moment, he suddenly said to Amilia:

"Chop the wall with a sword, make it deep."

At the time when the words were just spoken, within the time when both of them had not reacted, a breach appeared on the wall.

It was not an ordinary cut that was no different from cutting on other solid metal as Yolanda had imagined. Sparks suddenly burst out from it, and some damaged mechanical parts burst open and rolled to the ground.

The answer was clear at this moment.

Now it was not a Land Battleship shell containing a Sandworm, but a Land Battleship that had grown into the shape of a shell and was being driven by a Sandworm. Sacred Machine Spirit

"Are you sure you used modular materials?"

"I'm sure, but..."

"But?"

"But during the construction process, I found that the efficiency of the Servitors was far beyond expectations, so I revised the plan again and again, and made it as close to the real design as possible without exceeding the estimated length of time. But even so, it is impossible to make it like this. The time required to fill a solid module and manufacture a precision internal structure is not on the same level."

Yolanda's speech speed was very fast. Rather than explaining to Zhang Ge, it was more like she wanted to convince herself and the worldview she had once established in the face of this phenomenon.

"How do you ensure your control over the Servitors?"

"Of course, I make the decisions myself, and the Machine Spirit assists in the calculation, just like the auxiliary fire control Machine Spirit that is common on some ordnance."

Hearing this, Zhang Ge basically completed the solving of the case.

Damn it, from the beginning, it was not Yolanda who was making this thing, but the haunting old man on that sword himself. They repeatedly induced Yolanda to modify the plan, and then secretly added things to the shell that was supposed to be solid.

Under the condition that precision was not required, it was of course more efficient to construct only a part than to fill the entire solid block - they had calculated the Green Ork skin into it.

The problem of precision was not solved by the construction process, but by letting the Orks think that this thing was really a Land Battleship, and then letting their Ork WAAAGH! Field act as the driving force for reconciling the precision.

In the end, it led to this result. As a result, only the strengthened bracket that Yolanda originally thought was the "core" and personally did was an outsider that was not included in this system.

Zhang Ge felt that in this instant, the color of the red robe on her body seemed to be getting closer and closer to the color of the red ball on the clown's nose.

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