Chapter 152: Reaching the Peak
The Imperial soldiers still maintain a distrustful attitude towards Clone Fogen.
Fortunately, most of these space marines were original recruits provided by Killiman, not veterans with strong personalities, and they did not dare to disobey Wei Mu's orders.
As for those high-level personnel, after seeing the methods used by Wei Mu to entrap all kinds of aliens, they are not good at saying anything about this maverick behavior pattern of their own moderation, as long as there is no obvious transgression, they will turn a blind eye.
As for Phogen himself, Wei Mu helped him to raid the formation for a while, and he had to rely on his own merits to win the recognition of the imperial generals after all.
Now there's an opportunity for him to make a big difference - take out the besieged Chaos Space Marines.
After a week of continuous attacks by the Imperial forces, there were still about five hundred Warriors left on Crimson Star.
They still hide in the deepest part of the pirate colony, desperately resisting with everything they have.
After the siege plan failed, Wei Mu originally planned to leave two warbands and a group of troops to completely solve them, and lead the army into the maelstrom by himself, but now with Fugen, they don't have to continue to stalemate with these guys.
There's no way those guys can stop him.
There may be a big gap between the clone's ability and the original, but he is still Fugen, inheriting the original's memory, strategic thinking, unique ingenuity, and superb sword skills.
"If Rieman Rooss needs to conquer a planet with eight hundred men, then Horus should only need eighty, and Vogrim only needs eight, including himself."
This is the former Vogrim, so proud and confident.
Of course, his idea can't be counted as hubris, because he really did it.
It was the first conquest that Vogrim had led independently, trying to help the opposition on the target planet reach a united front against him, and then took out their leaders with a thunderbolt.
As a man who strives for perfection, Vogrim is fully qualified to be called a hexagonal warrior.
Even if he can't lead the people of the empire in a high position like Killiman, he only needs to be given a small platform for him to play freely, and this clone can bring great improvement to the current empire.
This is also the reason why Wei Mu is reluctant to give him up.
They have to do better than the mistakes they have made in the past.
After receiving orders from the herd, Fugen immediately drilled into the Mantis Warrior's forge.
For a primordial, the Space Marine's individual equipment specifications were too small to be suitable, and he had to arm himself before he could officially go into battle.
The Forge on the ship is a rudimentary environment, after all, it is only used for simple repairs and maintenance of equipment, and the supply of space marines is mainly supported by the Mechanic Order.
However, this little problem did not bother him at all, and Fugen's forging skills reached the pinnacle.
After that, everyone can see the exaggerated scene like "Iron Man is trapped in a cave by terrorists, and uses only cans and paper clips to make Mark 1 armor".
The original clone goes into battle shirtless, revealing a perfect body that is enough to make any witness scream and orgasm.
The ornate arms clenched the rough forging hammer that did not match its temperament at all, and kept striking the red-burned superalloy steel.
Wild forces burst out in one collision after another, and the sound of the inspiring sound shook the room.
As the original steel is gradually hammered into shape, all impurities that are harmful to the strength of the material are removed, leaving only a pure and delicate texture, as if the artist had carved it carefully.
Seeing this scene, the onlookers next to them widened their eyes, as if they were witnessing a miracle happening.
Even Oriacan, who is a space necromancer, gave a very high evaluation: "For a backward flesh life, it is already very good to be able to do this level. ”
It's like you have a fully automatic ultra-precision machining machine in your hand, but when you see an eighth-level fitter, you will still feel that the other party's craftsmanship is outrageous.
"I just hope that this power will always be used by wisdom."
Fugen muttered to himself as he examined the perfect shoulder armor he had made himself.
It was his first battle on the Imperial side, and he wanted to do the best he could.
On the other hand, the besieged Chaos Space Marines on Crimson are still looking for ways to fight back.
Located in the deepest part of the colony, the command post is haunted by corruption.
It's littered with twisted flesh and blood and the desecrated Chaos Octagram Totem.
At the top of the room, an offering was hung there.
The poor creature had the lower half of his body removed, all the skin of his body had been stripped of it, the impaled iron hook was hung high, and his head was full of tubes.
Biologically speaking, he could still be considered alive, but the power that underpinned his life was a terrifying Chaos Demonic Force, not his own life force.
He was an ordinary man whose name he couldn't even name, sacrificed to a demon in a profane ritual that became a vessel for his stranded universe - he was the mouthpiece of the Chaos Space Marines.
"We are still insisting, the lackeys of the puppet emperor are very weak, and now is a great time, so hurry up and send troops over to cooperate with us inside and outside, and implement the strategy of flowering in the center, and we will definitely be able to wipe out all these enemies!" The Chaos Lord shouted at the sacrifice.
"We can't do that, Chuck, it's your recklessness that has pushed you to where you are now, and you're still trying to get all of us involved, it's obviously a trap, we're not going to be stupid enough to drill into it!" The sacrificial priest spoke, answering in a hoarse voice.
"What did you say!" The Chaos Lord named Chuck was furious, "I'm defending our honor as a Chaos Space Marine, I'm fighting for him, not cowering like most of you and letting that bastard do whatever he wants on our turf, you coward, how dare you accuse us like that!" ”
"That's why you're besieged in Crimson now, pitifully begging someone to wipe your ass, isn't it?" The other party replied.
"That's because all of you guys are too weak, and if all the Red Pirate warriors are full of blood and attack that kid together, how dare that kid be so rampant?" Chuck roared, "Let me talk to him, he'll understand my strategy!" ”
"That's exactly what he meant."
"No way, you guys must have deceived him!"
"He was able to ascend to the throne of the Red Pirate King by more than just chopping and chopping." The other party said contemptuously.
The thoughts of sadistic believers are always too simple, and many of them have even been stamped with the butcher's nail that is quite brain-consuming.
Poor Chuck will never know how many faces Huron possesses.
"But rest assured, we are attacking the enemy's rear, and if nothing else, the enemy will bring in reinforcements, and the number of troops left behind to besiege you will be greatly reduced, so when that time comes, you should find the right time to break through and escape."
"Assault on the rear? Break out and escape? You are clearly cowardly! The Blood God will despise you! ”
"Perhaps, but surely the Blood God wouldn't appreciate a loser, would he?"
"You, you."
Chuck was furious, and his blood seemed to be burning.
However, the dark wolf on the other side suddenly hung up the communication, not giving him a chance to attack.
Immediately afterward, there was a fierce smashing sound in the hall, as if a wild beast was roaring.
The Chaos Lord poured out the anger in his heart until the nail in his head was silent.
"What shall we do, my lord?" After a long time, the hall was quiet again, and the adjutant on the side asked.
It has been confirmed that reinforcements will not arrive, and their fate is in jeopardy.
"We're going to fight our way out." Chuck was out of breath, but his eyes were sharp, "We're going to be legends!" ”
(End of chapter)