A blaster was lying quietly on the table, and the blue charge coil was flickering dimly, telling others that the weapon was not charged at the moment.

Deflagration blasting gun, a kind of plasma gun, this kind of gun is generally loved by senior technical priests, the overweight thick gun body, surrounded by a circle charging coil, can make the temperature of the shot plasma close to the star.

The average Space Marine doesn't equip it because they overheat too easily, but skilled technocrats know how to appease the Mech, or to put it another way, control the timing and frequency of its use, and minimize the number of overheats as much as possible.

Humming a little tune, Hades is changing the shape of the gun's grip to make it fit more closely with the servo suit behind it.

Each technical sergeant will always have something to memorize according to his personal hobbies, the most common is the servo arm, which is convenient for maintenance and helps you crush the enemy's skull, or the phlogiston welding torch to make your enemies shine while welding, or the plasma cutter, which makes your enemies feel the joy of head and body division while cutting

So, don't mess with the technical sergeant, after thirty years of hard study, there are at least three more arms than Ling on the other side.

As for Hades, he didn't have such imagination, he wanted to weld the explosive blasting gun behind his back and give the opposite side a lion king sword technique.

In the past, Hades would have faced a scythe in a lot of melee combat, but now? A gun suddenly appeared from behind Lao Tzu, and if it exploded, he would die!

If it weren't for the fact that the operation of the power armor backpack involved some key problems of the Mechanic God Cult, the Mechanic Sect only provided these to the technical sergeants of the religion, and it did take a long training time to operate the backpack, otherwise Hades felt that he would have to improve the power armor and have a mechanical arm in his hand.

Make melee a little more loyal!

Sensing that Hades was transforming the gun, the Explosive Blaster sent Hades several chaotic scrap codes.

Usually this kind of small weapon will also have a soul, but not much, can only barely show Hades emotions or something, Hades familiar with the old car to play the code given by the old car, so the deflagration blaster did not respond again.

Humming a little song, Hades happily modified, there is no temporary work here, there is no sudden brain pumping from his superiors to work, he can learn what he likes according to his own learning pace, and the tools and materials are provided for free.

He also has a free assistant, and Kim comes over from time to time to deliver parts to Hades at his request, focusing on being a tool man.

Compared to the battlefield, this is a paradise!

When it was time to eat, Hades reluctantly put down the gun in his hand, in fact, he had just painted it by the way.

According to the gun's own requirements, and Hades' aesthetics, the gun as a whole is extremely black, only a few edges, outlined with the moss green of the Death Guard, and the white skull of the Death Guard is impressively drawn to the charge coil, and with each charge, the white skull will light up, staring at its prey.

Seeing Hades get up, Kim skillfully walked over and helped Hades clean up the debris,

Unlike the average technical sergeant who walked away directly, Hades bent down and smiled,

"Ah Kim, the one who got some food?"

A string of angry garbled characters began to appear, and Hades thought that if it weren't for the fact that he was still working under the Jordanian sage, Kim would have started scolding,

"Nope!"

"Lord Hades of the Death Guard,"

Jin gritted his teeth and said word by word,

"In fact, most of the food on Mars is used for diplomats, imperial envoys to Mars, and some sages who have a hobby of eating, otherwise, there would be no other food on Mars."

Hades blinked,

"Didn't you bring me some food before?"

Jin was instantly stuck, but in just a moment, he regained that menacing technical servant,

"That's . That's because I thought you could. Can you."

His voice was low again.

Well.

Hades felt that it was really not time to draw cakes for the other party.

Hades had a serious expression,

"Okay, Kim, it's okay, I'll go back and ask other technical sergeants or something if I haven't eaten."

"Don't worry, you've been with me for so long, and I'll definitely introduce you to the Death Guard when I come later."

Then Hades instantly regained his composure, and he patted Kim on the shoulder

"When the time comes, if you rely on the death guard to get promoted to Mars, don't forget me."

Kim's electronic eyes flashed, and the angry symbols that filled the screen exploded again.

Maybe it's because a new batch of technical sergeants from the Ultramarines came over yesterday, and today's cafeteria is particularly lively, because I chatted with Kim before, Hades came a little late, and most of the Space Marines have finished eating and are sitting and chatting with each other.

Hades naturally took the bowl from the servant, and then sat down decisively in the most crowded place, where a bunch of Ultramarines and War Dogs were chatting, and Emperor Fist and Iron Hand also occasionally said a few words.

Seeing Hades coming, the veterans who had long been used to it ignored him and continued their conversation, but the recruits who had just arrived yesterday glanced at Hades from time to time.

Hades didn't respond, and listened to them while scooping porridge,

But Savius saw Hades coming, and handed over a box of things like biscuits.

"Taste? A specialty of our Maculag. ”

Hades stretched out his hand decisively,

Then listen to them chatter while munching on cookies.

A few of them were talking about fighting the Primordial or the Emperor, and unlike Hades, most of the technical sergeants would spend a few years in the Legion before being sent to Mars after the war.

The Iron Hand fought alongside Finus before talking about them, and in the sight of the Iron Hand, the tall primordial body resembled steel, rationally analyzing the various changes on the battlefield, and ruthlessly pouring artillery fire on the enemy line.

But at the same time, their original body will also visit the wounded soldiers after the war, communicate with them, and ask about the most subtle corners of the battlefield, so as to better reduce the damage and protect his offspring in the next war.

Alessandran the Iron Hand was calmly recounting a meeting between Fernus and him, and he had carved the details of the incident in his mind as if he were reporting an academic paper.

But of course, Hades knew that this buddy was showing off, but it wasn't like other legions, because of the primordial love for technology, and the technical sergeant of the Iron Hand was a very respected existence in the legion, and could become the father of steel in the legion.

Hades didn't care, and continued to scoop porridge, but he felt that the old brothers around him were about to cry.

Of course, the atmosphere in the Iron Warriors in the distance is not very good.

Hades blinked, usually at this time, it would be him or Savius who would change the topic, but Hades didn't have this mind now, he stared in the direction of the war dog, thinking about what to say in the future,

And then, as expected, Savius came out to interrupt the conversation,

"I believe that under the leadership of the Emperor, the lost planet and the original body will eventually return to the embrace of the Empire."

"Maybe your original body will be the next one to be recovered, don't be discouraged, brother."

"Thank you."

Perez, the war dog, sighed.

Seeing that the topic was broken, Savius decided to let someone more professional come, and he looked at Hades,

"The Death Guard's Primordial has just returned, have you seen your father, Hades?"

Savius's original intention was to let Hades casually divert the topic, because only the war dogs, Tie Yong and Hades, had not talked about their original bodies.

Hades' hand licking the porridge shakes.

Well. In this case, does he really want to tell the truth?

"I don't know our Legion Commander well, so I haven't met him a few times,"

He scooped the porridge without changing his face and without beating his heart,

"The commander of the war group has just returned, and the affairs of the legion are very different."

"There's no need to be too pessimistic, brother."

Hades swallowed a mouthful of porridge and said in the direction of the war dog.

Ay. The war dogs are disciplined and eager for their primordial bodies.

Although Hades couldn't immediately descend from the sky or something, he landed in the sky above Angry Saria.

But at least, he had to remind his brothers of the war dogs.

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