The chariot's flight stabilized, and Erdien turned to me and asked, "Were you really not hurt just now?" Do you want me to show you? ”

I noticed a set of pharmacist's tools mounted on his arm, several large needles and needles.

"Why, you're not going to be a blacksmith, you're going to be a doctor?"

"It's just a part-time job. The pharmacists couldn't learn what I did, so I went to learn from them, so I could do the work of fitting mechanical prosthetics and the like by myself. Moreover, I used to be best at repairing vehicles, and I didn't need it at Death Watch at all, and I still needed a pharmacist more often, alas......"

I could hear his deep sadness. Although the apothecary of the Space Marines is also responsible for treating the wounded, more of the work is actually to collect genetic seeds from fallen soldiers so that the blood of the warband can be passed on. In the heat of battle, once a soldier is injured, there is little chance of receiving medical treatment......

He looked like he was judging my injuries and giving me a shot. Are you kidding? The syringe of a Space Marine's is thicker than the barrel of a blaster, and the needle is like the sharpest spear - in fact, it's a hollow spear, and that thing can pierce power armor.

So I hurriedly refused, searched the space myself, and found a tranquilizer to give myself a shot. The overcasting just now consumed a lot of my energy, and although there was no precursor to a backlash, it was good to calm myself down.

I felt the veins in my neck and was about to get into them, when the chariot suddenly shook violently, and my hand shook and I almost plunged a needle into my throat......

It's dangerous! What's going on?

Looking back, the demon was far away from us, and a chainsaw axe was hovering near us, and the armor at the back of the body was crumbling. Apparently it was the devil who threw this tomahawk and hit our chariot. Fortunately, although the hull of the Yanjing tank is not as solid as the Imperial tank, it is also a main battle vehicle after all, and it cannot be killed by a mere chainsaw axe, not to mention that the armor of this vehicle has been additionally strengthened.

Erdien cursed angrily, and raised his hand to make a dazzling gesture on the counter. Supposedly, a tank like this would require at least two or three people to pilot, and although Erdien has one more mechanical service arm than the average person, he can't do it all.

The powerful overload crushed me against the bulkhead, and the chariot spun sharply, turning and charging towards the demon.

The straight line charge was easy to dodge, and the demon dodged the blow with a slight flap of its wings - but it wasn't a simple charge, as the chariot swirled slightly, and the huge mechanical claws on the long chain behind the chariot slammed into the demon.

The blow did no real harm to the demon, and Erdien had no intention of fighting, turned around and made a defiant gesture to the demon through the rear window, and continued to fly towards the Jewel of Mackenna.

"I mean, you're no longer on Death Watch now, and you shouldn't be able to use alien technology in the future, right? Can this vehicle still be used? I asked.

Erdien smiled nonchalantly, "Aren't you also holding an Eldar weapon?" The Imperial Guard has stricter rules than we do. ”

I looked at the chanting spear in my hand, it was still stained with demonic blood. I quietly retracted it into space, "You can't hide the chariot too." ”

"Our ships are huge, and it's easy to hide a tank. Besides, maybe in a few hundred years this thing will become the standard equipment of the Empire - if Mars admits it. ”

"Can you make something like this completely on your own?" I looked at the technology and materials on the car, and thought to myself, if you can make your own scrapped vehicles that can still be modified aliens?

"There will come a day when the technology of the sprouts will not be difficult for me...... I mean, we can actually do that with the technology that we humans have. It's harder to convince the Martian canned heads to accept my creation. Erdien said vaguely.

The latter question is hopeless, right? I've heard that the Annihilation Predator Tank, which was also a master forger of the Space Wolf, was a combination of ready-made Rhino armored vehicles and mature laser cannon technology, all of which had been vetted by the Cult of the Mechanicus for hundreds of years, and almost all of the interstellar warbands had been equipped by the time of the ultimatum. Something like this, which is clearly based on alien technology, is not immediately dismantled as heretical?

"But what's the use of you making this? This thing is probably beyond the control of mortals, and there is no shortage of suitable tanks for Space Marine. It has no firepower, and it doesn't have enough armor, just for speed? Where's your Rand float? "I threw out a whole bunch of questions in one go.

"The float is still not very sturdy and cannot follow the commandos as quickly as possible. Besides, it's not just for attacking enemies. ”

"Can it still be used as a troop carrier?" I looked at the cab and felt that such a large space could barely fit a mortal like me outside of the pilot, and there was absolutely no room for a Space Marine.

Erdien said as a matter of course, "That's natural, it can transport the entire strike team, and if you add the attached device, you can also directly land in orbit, and if you use it well, you can even save the Thunderhawk." ”

What kind of powerful deep strike capability is it to drop an entire tank from space orbit instead of a large transport ship? The Space Marines don't have an airborne tank for airborne tanks yet, but if they want to build it, I'm sure they can build it. What's the deal with troop carriers? You can't hang a Space Marine outside the car, can you?

Erdeon didn't bother to explain, and pointed out with his thumb pointing back.

I looked out the back window and saw that there were two chains dragging behind the car, one with my mechanical claw on it, and the other on top of the chainsaw axe that the demon had just thrown.

"This kind of chain, this car is equipped with twelve, and there are ten on the outside of the car. With high-end machine control, it can accurately grab any target, seize loot, capture prisoners, and quickly transport the wounded. If ten chains are fired at the same time, you can catch enemy tanks in the sky. The launcher can also drop Space Marines hanging outside into the right position, such as heavy weapons squads can be quickly deployed. Erdien introduced calmly.

Well, it's really hanging outside. It seems that only Space Marines can withstand this unreliable mode of transportation...... Wait, it seems that there are still greenskins......

"It looks like a very useful creation, and I hope it will become popular soon." I say.

"Alas, it's a little difficult, I can only use it at home before I get through the guò review, but most of our wild wolves like to be down-to-earth, and don't like flying around and teleporting, you see we don't even have many flying commandos, and every time we recruit new recruits, there are few who are willing to be flying claws......" Erdeon seemed to have found a good person to talk to, and let out a lot of complaints.

Suddenly, he put away his relaxed demeanor, sat upright, and shouted, "Attention, meet the collision." ”

Only then did I notice that we were already flying in front of the battleship, that the massive swarthy hull of the Mackenna's Flaunt had completely filled the front window, and that our vehicle seemed to have no sign of slowing down.

By the way, how does this kind of hovering chariot achieve braking?

As I watched in amazement, the not-so-sturdy looking vehicle converted from the Flame Crystal tank slammed headlong into one of the ship's superstructures.

Well, I don't seem to know what Erdien named this tank for?

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