Mars, four years later.

Hades sat in the cafeteria of the technical sergeant base, surrounded by a circle of technical sergeants from other legions.

They had come to see Hades off.

The red soil of the Martian wasteland tumbled round after round under the storm, and time quietly mixed in, slowly passing by.

Alas, the scene of bidding farewell to the moon wolf is still vivid, and in the blink of an eye, it was time for him to leave by himself.

Originally, Hades should not have left at this time, and he should have been the penultimate person in this group to leave.

But he's all done!

Won Mars [Martian Technical Sergeant の Fastest Legend], Hades laughed haha, and directly received his own division code from the Jordanian sage, as well as his own exclusive technical sergeant binary badge in the future.

The sage of Jordan huddled in front of his workbench with his slender and massive body, his red robe slowly hanging down, the cables intricately woven in between, and the blue pulses surging like life.

"Congratulations, Sergeant Hades of the Death Guard, from now on, you can go to the front line as a qualified technical sergeant."

"Originally, you could have stayed a little longer, I think, such a talented technical sergeant, there must be more to teach you here in the base."

"Thank you for your kindness, Jordanian sage."

"But my legion is calling me back."

Hades nodded, in fact, he had already finished his speed run a while ago, but because he was asking where the Martian fleet could transport him to the Death Guard Legion, Hades kept dragging it out.

Generally speaking, most of the technical sergeants will leave in the fleets of their own legions to Mars to transport weapons and ammunition, and these fleets will often bring in a new batch of technical sergeants, but unfortunately, because the Death Guard has not yet fought a real large-scale war and is fully equipped, they do not need Martian replenishment.

It was impossible to send a fleet to pick him up, and besides, the Death Guard had now received orders to go to the Vasarius theater, and the huge legion was now heading towards the front line at full power.

The Grim Reaper flew out of the Barbaros field where he lived, and the black-robed hunt sounded, eager to seek the first dead.

Hades had to keep an eye on the recent movements of the Martian transport, but the bad news was that the legions fighting the Greenskins there didn't need support from Mars in the rear.

But now, Kirkland Sage has contacted Hades, saying that he has found the source of the trinkets that Hades once asked him about-

This is an ornament found during a space ship cleanup, and the sage who found it traced back to the ship's home planet based on the information on the ship.

Because there was no technology worthy of the sage's attention on the scrap ship, the planet lay quietly in the list of planets of the exploration sage, and the exploration sage only sent a team to conduct a preliminary scan of the planet, and after recovering a few machine anti-aging technologies, the planet was shelved.

Until the Kirkland Sage took the initiative to find the sage.

"I knew you people who admired alien technology were going to come to me."

The sage's unmechanized flesh eyes are cloudy and white, and the logical operation that is good at calculation is activated.

"Yes, you were right."

"So, let's talk about the price."

The Kirkland Sage, who had the appearance of a completely ordinary mechanical sage, spoke without humility or arrogance, and the small black stone pendant swayed as he walked.

The computing engines of the two sages began to burn at the same time! This is a war against waves that has abandoned traditional languages and relied purely on binary languages!

Of course, Hades would not have known about this bargaining battle between the two sages, he only knew that the Kirkland sages had come to inform him in a victorious manner.

"Lord Hades, I've found it!"

What did you find?

Hades, who had already thrown what he had asked Kirkland a few years ago into the garbage heap of information in his head, looked blinded.

“？”

"That trinket you asked me about, and I found it!"

Kirkland sage made an inexplicable electric coughing sound, as if to denounce Hades's forgetfulness,

"Oh!"

Hades remembered.

"How's that going?"

So Kirkland Sage hurriedly sent the intelligence packet he had exchanged for Hades.

It's a forsaken human planet, but for some reason, there's no living human on it.

Human-populated cities are abandoned on this planet.

But that's not the point, the point is that there is a small black obelisk on the planet.

Through the information sent by the sage, Hades preliminarily judged that this was a blackstone device established by the space necrons in the physical universe to shield the subspace.

These blackstone structures are diverse, but most of them can calm the tides in subspace and make the physical world more stable.

Some Blackstone devices are deliberately built in worlds where the physical universe and subspace barriers are weak to stabilize the space here.

Although some Blackstone devices will burst out of the Necromancy, not all Blackstone structures are buried under the oil-paper space necromancer, there is only one lone Blackstone device on this planet, and it has been colonized by humans, so there is a high probability that there will be no fright buried in its ground.

Hades thought for a moment and said,

"You should go to that planet."

"That blackstone obelisk is valuable."

"Aren't you going, sir?"

Hades blinked, maybe he should go?

But the first battle of the Death Guard, the Battle of Galaspa, was about to begin, and he really didn't want to miss the first battle of the Legion.

"I'm still waiting for the fleet that recently Mars will go to the Vasarius theater of operations."

Kirkland's sage's blackstone pendant swayed, bright reflections shooting out from above.

"My lord, you can go to this planet first, I found out that a casting world near this planet is mainly responsible for the quartermaster of the Eleventh Fleet in the Vasarius Theater."

Hades blinked, so coincidentally?

He hurriedly gathered information, and finally found that it was really such a coincidence.

And compared to Mars, which has never sent a fleet, it is faster to go this way.

The Death Guard is still on his way and has not heard from Galaspa, and even if he does, Mortarian will have to prepare for a while.

"Okay, then I'll go too."

"Let's go."

Before the sage left, Hades numbly stretched out his hand again.

That's why Hades now stands among the technical sergeants, and to his relief, most of the gifts his brothers gave him were food.

Manning, the wolf, gritted his teeth and tossed the game he had brought back this time, and the aroma of roasted meat came.

Hades knew why the wolf was gritting his teeth, because he was about to leave, so yesterday Hades directly dragged the wolf into the dueling cage and came to a big one.

Hades speculated that Manning's injury was not yet healed.

The Ultra Warrior Savius smiled and chatted with Hades,

"I thought I would let you take care of the new batch of Ultramarines after I left, but I didn't expect you to go back first."

Hades laughed,

"Then please take care of the next Death Guard!"

Then Hades looked at Savius with an expression that everyone understood,

"Remember to pass on the packets I shared with you."

After seven years of overhanging and stabbing strands, Hades has summed up a set of "Martian Tech Sergeant Survival Guide", which includes everything from how to conquer most of the base's crew behavior codes to the behavior pattern analysis of Jordanian sages, in order to give the new Tech Sergeant the best experience on Mars.

Seeing Hades staring at him with sparkling eyes, Savius swore that he had used all the political and diplomatic qualities he had cultivated in the Ultramarines to keep the corners of his mouth from twitching.

When he first saw the packet passed to him by Hades, Savius was shocked.

How to say that Hades is writing a. Very new stuff.

Savius swore that he had never seen this type of text, and although it seemed improper, when he read it carefully, he found that it was written in simple terms on how to get the most out of the Martian technology base with the least amount of effort.

Hades even used a template for no reason, and this template was very similar to the template used by the Ultramarines to deal with official documents.

It's really. It was so shocking to them.

While there are Techno sergeants arriving every year of Terra, they are only learning and leaving.

For example, Ultramarines, Techno Sergeants such as Shadowmoon Wolves will consciously introduce new Techno-Sergeants to other legions to facilitate their future study and life.

The casting masters in the legion, after meeting a satisfactory candidate for a technical sergeant, will also mention it and give them some precautions.

But like Hades, he directly made a document on Mars learning and life, and chose to spread it directly-

That's it!

Or that no one else has Hades' consciousness in it!

This is really the strong man.

Whether it's the speed of the division faster than everyone else, or the invincible figure in the duel cage, or this "Martian Tech Sergeant's Survival Guide"-

This death guard crushes them on every front!

And I don't know it.

Therefore, in private, the technical sergeants used the term "overlooker", which was referred to as Hades.

He was truly standing on the high ground, overlooking the presence of numerous technical sergeants.

However, Hades didn't know that he had another nickname, and he just continued to look at Syvius with confidence, and he was still waiting for the high-ranking Ultramariner to return to help the later Death Guard.

"Definitely, that's very useful knowledge, Ultramarine, I'm sure I'll pass it on."

Savius Orthodox,

"Oops, don't be so rigorous!"

Hades happily took the farewell biscuit from Syvius, representing the Ultramarine.

Bring it to you!

Syvius also tacitly took the other Ultramarines around and asked Hades to receive other gifts.

Well. The Iron Hand gave Hades a hard-biting pancake, the Imperial Fist had a fortress-like waffle, and the Wolf had a pile of roasted meat.

There were no flashy out-of-print screws, no fantastic weapons, and even the salamanders gave them food, and Hades felt extremely relieved at the moment.

There's one more tonight

Speaking of the video that came out recently, the Kiliman in it is so young, and I hallucinated him as the mixed face of the nine-turn large intestine judge and Chuan Jianguo.

(End of chapter)