Warhammer: Start with a dog.

Chapter 151 My Dog Agent Perturabo

There was no doubt that although Perturabo had been able to track his target perfectly until he dug up the nest of meow potatoes, it was a bit difficult for the black and white dog to do anything further.

In fact... it's not impossible to rush in and take down these Ryan cats in one fell swoop, but using his power for such a trivial matter and suffering the inevitable consequences, Perturabo believes from both the calculation results and the perceptual aspects - not worth it.

What's more, based on previous experience, in most cases, if it is a series of jumps, then it is not time to serve the main course yet, and there will definitely be bigger events later. After the main event occurs, through its own The gadgets he brought, the events composed of the fate of countless people, or the countless intertwined variables and infinity in the "knot" allowed Perturabo to manipulate the details or collect information.

Lamizane will call him "my dog ​​agent Perturabo". If anyone else makes such a declaration, they will undoubtedly face the wrath of the Lord of Steel and the Iron Blood, and maybe there will be a chance. Try the special experience package that can kill you fifty times, oh, this will make some b**chs in the pink and purple palace with bad taste and even worse smell who are as big as leather drums and utter joy An eardrum-breaking (physical) scream.

The dog sniffed in disgust, but if Lamizane Carosini wants to say this, then... he just needs to be happy, just like Perturabo is here with Lamizane Carosini Just like those with privileges, Lamizane also has immunity here in Perturabo.

I don’t know what these mother-in-law Dark Angels are still doing in that small building. That place is completely an ordinary house. The experience of putting three or four big men in full armor inside will not be very wonderful, but they are still talking and monitoring inside. Their Primarch Bianmu then allowed himself a moment of precious mental energy to think about the missing members of the Ironblood.

Although several of the ten people were lost, Perturabo believed out of personal opinion that even if they were thrown to where Lamizane was, these people would still be able to live well. Well, maybe there would be Then one or two people can do much better than here.

But BC's big plan is just getting on track, and it's too early to think about these minutiae. He can use them as a backup diversion while waiting and then put them in a memo that may be forgotten.

The black and white sheepdog found a place to lie down in a gap on the street that was inaccessible to humans. He quietly observed the two-story building and waited, not caring about the dust staining his gorgeous fur. Fortunately, this was the edge of a desert. In this city, the ground is at least not wet.

The conversations inside were deliberately lowered, and only the general movement could be vaguely heard. It seemed that they were about to move, because Perturabo heard the sound of someone opening the cabinet door, which was probably due to the need to go out - Interstellar Warriors in this kind of place will not be like a certain original body who loves eating, drinking and salted fish. Why don't you see me for a long time? Come in for a cup of tea and a meal - in most cases their actions are accompanied by Efficiency and purpose, as they accepted when designed organs and surgeries were invented.

If he can remain within a certain distance around the target, then even after the next return jump, through some magical calculations that only certain Primarchs can complete, his new jump point will not deviate too far. Of course, a more convenient and accurate way is to place his special small beacon directly on the target or a place where the target will stay for a long time. However, the following environment this time does not seem to be suitable for dogs to perform like this, so we can only do this for the time being. .

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Lamizane thought for a moment, and then thought again. He tried hard to think of how to speak before speaking, and for this purpose he constructed no fewer than a hundred possible branch scenarios for subsequent development. Although he was actually worried about everyone who was missing, he didn't know how to express it or how to express it properly. Therefore, in the eyes of Dassadra and Maxim, the words of the Lord of Steel that summoned them to the office He didn't say anything, but his face became more serious and gloomy. Maxim was still okay, but Tes Dassadra began to reminisce in his mind about the "unprecedented grand occasion" when the Lord of Steel met his legion.

"So." Finally, the tall demigod figure sitting behind the desk spoke - yes, Maxim tore up the galaxy on the Scarlet Road, many monks disappeared mysteriously, the entire ship was under martial law again, and a new election was needed. After being informed of the facts by the officers, he accepted the fact that he was led by a Chaos Prime more easily than he imagined, as did his battle brothers. In fact, everyone is not stupid, and everyone has their own thoughts in their hearts. I had my doubts for a long time, but to be honest, everything here is so good that everyone tacitly agrees not to drink or open any pot.

This is indeed self-deception, but what made Maxim and the others breathe a sigh of relief was that the boots finally fell, and the result was much better than the bottom line they expected. In fact, it was not much worse than the best-case scenario they expected. This made it much easier to accept, and Lamizane also let go of his worries about the young people. His original words were, "No matter what or what the reasons are behind the original battle group, the only remaining genetic sons of the true knights should have A better life, Perturabo, I don’t agree that the empire’s original treatment was worthy of them. The glory of the dead belongs to the dead, and the future of the living belongs to the living.”

All subsequent efforts to rescue the soldiers and rescue the missing people were carried out in an orderly manner. However, what the novices of the 10th Company did not know was that their smooth self-persuasion was hard to tell whether it was due to Hong Suo's early surgery and secretly sleeping in every night. Of course, Perturabo would not tell them about the credit for playing hypnotic sound waves in the Tenth Company dormitory.

"The current situation is that Belakarn's foundry capacity is affected entirely by the dangerous reserves and imports of food, fresh water and rare ores." The Lord of Steel sat behind his desk and looked at the two people in front of him. The officer who was in danger said, "So I need you to go to a nearby planet first. How about it?"

Dassadra breathed a sigh of relief. He relaxed his tense muscles and began to concentrate on preparing to take on the combat mission given to him by the Lord of Steel. He said that he knew that many agricultural planets with abundant crops were formerly due to the size of the war gang. Due to the inability to rule for a long time, the cost and sustainability of food plundering along the route is better than directly plundering the agricultural world. However, if the Lord of Steel allows it, and he is willing to serve as the precursor of the original body after taking the command, he can do it now. Immediately return to Medlengard, pull up a sizable army of space warriors and auxiliary troops, and first knock down two of the rich planets on the nearby routes and offer them to the Father of Genes...

Maxim, on the other hand, showed a naive look like "I really haven't done anything bad, but I know I'm going to do it and I'm determined to do a decent bad thing." He also emphasized and repeatedly expressed himself to Lamizane. Determination: follow the veteran, he will do whatever the veteran does, shoot when he should, burn when he should, kill when he should, rob when he should, and catch when he should, there is no ambiguity, even if they are the CSM of the Lord of Steel, they will do it The best CSM here!

The speeches of these two people successfully choked the second half of Lami Zane's sentence "So who of you is better at doing business" in his throat.

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　　Second, code

　　

　

(End of this chapter)