Traveling through the Warhammer world, but I didn’t cry

An orc furry titan was advancing in the wilderness. This huge moving metal can was holding many steel ropes behind it, dragging hundreds of slaves behind it.

This was the solution given by Lin Fan. Delia was responsible for operating the Titan, Lin Fan was responsible for negotiating with the orcs, Joseph pretended to be a slave, and the remaining soldiers of the third company had to squeeze in the carrying compartment.

"Who the hell touched my ass?"

"Wow, who's hand is stuck in my armor!"

It was very crowded down there, and the situation in the operating room was not good either.

Delia was sitting on a chair, and Lin Fan could only lie on the back of the chair reluctantly, with a head sticking out from the side of Delia's shoulder, facing a loudspeaker.

Lin Fan was very troubled. He thought that the orc's operating room was very spacious, but the chaotic wiring and various large pieces of equipment completely made it impossible for Lin Fan to stand up in this space.

As for Delia, she was also very disappointed. After hearing Lin Fan's plan, she immediately started to renovate it. She didn't even bother to take a break and turned the spacious operating room into a narrow and crowded space.

Fortunately, she had seen a lot of orc armor, and her transformation was almost exactly the same as the orc style. There was no difference at all, even for Lin Fan.

She originally thought that the incarnation of the God of All Machines had no choice but to sit on Delia's lap, or that Delia was sitting on the lap of the God of All Machines. The thought of it was extremely exciting.

As a result, he lay down on the back of the chair, and the only thing he could feel was the hot breath exhaled from Lin Fan's head.

Good, but not that great.

Next time, the game must be full and there is no space except this seat.

The group of them walked in the area controlled by the orcs, and the orcs who were wandering around or rushing to the front line for support did not have too much suspicion about their group.

During the day, I was on the road, and at night, I relied on my clothes to find some safe and remote place to rest.

Although I met many orcs along the way who wanted to buy some shrimp slaves from Delia and Lin Fan on the Hairy King Kong, they were all declined by Lin Fan and the others.

"Brother, how much does this slave cost?"

"We sell it by the pound, two big teeth per pound."

"(Orc expletive), are your shrimps made of Jin Daka or Jin Bang Bang?"

"Look where there are shrimp slaves now. They are all caught on the front line. If you think they are expensive, I think they are too expensive."

The business between the two parties naturally collapsed. The orc boys tried to steal a few slaves. Lin Fan didn't know what these orcs were thinking.

Is it impossible to see a hybrid Gatling the size of King Kong? Or is the lightning cannon on the side of the head not flashy enough? It was extremely easy to break these orcs into pieces, and then pick out the still intact heads and hang them on the King Kong.

The front was painted with scrap paint and blood.

“If you can’t do business, get out of here!”

From then on, there was no such thing as the blind orc who came over and started to secretly shoot someone after they couldn't agree on a price. Those heads still have some intimidating power.

After several weeks of stopping and walking like this, they finally arrived at Titanfall Basin.

At this time, the imperial army has advanced a considerable distance. The nearest army is only five hours' drive away from the Titanfall Basin. If it were a plane, it would be faster.

Lin Fan used the operation room to observe the scene in Titanfall Basin.

This huge pit is the result of the self-destruction of the Emperor-class Titan. The stone and soil in it have been turned into something like glass by the high-temperature and high-pressure explosion.

Those sturdier parts, such as those extremely heat-resistant and durable gun barrels and body armor, are scattered in the basin. The remains of those Emperor-class Titans and other Titans are not much different from a building.

Orc shacks and factories were built on it, making the entire basin appear to be scattered in an orderly manner. However, at the center of the explosion was the tallest orc flag tower. Even from such a distance, Lin Fan could see the protective shield surrounding the entire tower. Shields, and those huge barrels.

"This is a disguised Titan. We have arrived at the Fallen Basin." Lin Fan took the communicator specially designed for Space Marines and connected to White Fang's communication channel.

"This is Kaiser White Fang." The chaotic sounds of gunfire came from the other end, and from time to time there were the roars of the Bloodclaws killing enemies, as well as the generous words of Pastor Bennett.

"It will take a while for us here. We encountered a group of orc armored troops on the road." The harsh sound of the chain sword cutting armor came. It seems that the frost battle ax entrusted to the blacksmith by Kaiser White Fang has not been repaired yet. Finish.

When the sound of the explosion ended, Kaiser White Fang yelled, "For Ruth and Allfather!"

"Ouch!"

A wolf-like roar sounded, and it seemed that the battle between White Fang and the others became more intense.

"How are you doing over there? Do you need support?"

"Haha, brat, we are Space Marines and Space Wolves. We are the only ones who support others, and no one else supports us."

"Then your current battle situation is very fierce."

"It's not a big deal. Those super-heavy armored bosses are a bit thick-skinned, and there's that orc Gu Juji."

More violent explosions.

"Okay, Wodehouse has taken care of that thing."

Lin Fan broke out in a cold sweat, was the orc Gu Juji just killed by the Space Wolves? It's really an understatement to eliminate.

"Then we'll go in first."

"Go, go, can anything else happen to you? Remember to leave some for me when you go in. Don't kill them all by yourself."

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The communication was hung up. Lin Fan just thought that White Fang was too humorous. He wanted to kill them all?

He couldn't circle such a large basin in one day even if he sprinted with all his strength. He was not a superman. He could slash a thousand swords in one second and wipe out an entire group of orc boys in half a second.

He can only kill monsters with one punch per second, which is completely inefficient compared to those others, so this is why Lin Fan still chooses firearms over melee combat.

The weapon's high rate of fire can well make up for his lack of speed in killing monsters.

And there is no need to waste time chasing those escaping guys. Although he can run a hundred meters in 6 seconds, he is still no match for those supermen who can fly out with a heartbeat of a Space Marine.

"I said Xiaoyi."

"What's wrong honey?"

"Can you take my body and speed it up? Like power armor?"

"Well, isn't that great? Didn't you notice that I can't even tighten it? Your body is too strong and rigid, and I can't carry it at all. Unless I have to recover some nano-worm swarms, according to my calculations If you copy it 1500 times my current size, I can keep up with you."

Well, at least there was some hope. Lin Fan could only hope that he would be lucky enough to find an SCT template fragment that produced nano-worm swarms or go directly to Trazin for some good stuff.

Yes, Trazin.

After not contacting him for such a long time, Lin Fan still missed him a little, so he used the disc around his neck to say hello to Trazin.

"Um, brother Trazin."

"What do you want?" came the cold words.

"You really know me. Can you strengthen my clothes? I want a power armor."

"don't want."

To Lin Fan's surprise, Trazin rejected his request, "Why? Aren't you and I good buddies?"

"Strictly speaking, Bai Huan and I are old friends. As for you, I think I just love Wujiwu. Moreover, as an Astra Militarum, you must look like an Astra Militarum. Don't destroy the immersion and personality. You are already over the top. ”

Well, it seems that Brother Trazin is still insisting on the first standard of substitute character design that Bai Huan told him, which gives Lin Fan a headache. It seems that Trazin can't count on it, and he has to bear the burden of mortals. The extremely weak body continued to fight.

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