Warhammer: Black Emperor

Chapter 96 "Hunter"

Black lightning struck several Order Shadows, and the black armor became darker, causing the warriors' bodies to stiffen.

The "Hunter" reacted before the Ogryn psyker attacked. He quickly raised his left arm and fired a bomb at the prey.

With a loud bang, Ogryn's big head exploded and scattered like a watermelon.

The adjutant irritably took off his helmet, revealing a head of short black hair, and walked quickly to the body as if he had seen a ghost.

"Damn it, there are actually people with psychic powers in stupid Ogrin."

The "Hunter" observed the environment as he walked, noticing the special growth lines of {XI} and {XXXIII}, and also sensed the high magnetism of the black metal crystals, which had a subtle attraction to the chainsaw sword.

The captain of the Seventh Company said thoughtfully, "It must be the influence of this long mountain range and its unique environment on Ogryn."

He turned on the command channel and listened for a moment, hearing a chaotic cacophony of intermittent rustling, buzzing, and crackling sounds.

"The communication channel has not been restored yet, and there is only noise..."

Hunter said, his eyes running over the Ogryn psyker, who seemed to be no different from the others except for the fact that he was wearing black armor and holding a black metal staff shaped like a staff, much thinner than a club.

His black pupils shrank suddenly. No, they were different from the other Ogryns.

"His ears are several sizes larger than other Ogryns, and his feet are fatter."

Upon hearing this, the adjutant leaned over to check.

"That's true," he said, frowning and expressing his conjecture. "Perhaps, because the gravity of this world is too high, the Ogryns have evolved to adapt to this environment, and their ears and feet have become larger."

Sanchez shook his head slightly. He pressed the rune on the hilt of the sword, and the sword immediately woke up with a roar.

The captain of the Seventh Company swung his sword to cut through Ogryn's black metal armor, revealing a body as strong as that of an Astartes.

After taking a quick look, he confirmed his judgment.

"No, you see, his body is just a little stronger than the Ogryn we met before."

"But his ears and feet are abnormally large. I think this is because there is something special about the mountains here. It is this special feature that allowed the foolish Ogryn to gain psychic powers."

The adjutant took another look and realized that it was indeed the case.

"His ears and feet are indeed a little bigger," he said helplessly after squatting on the ground and examining them for a while.

"It's a pity that their big feet left no footprints on this metal mountain."

"We can only eat his brain to get information and know where they are hiding."

The adjutant said helplessly that although the reapers were bloodthirsty, they did not like to eat humans like the ghouls of the Ninth Legion.

"No, he left a mark, it's obvious."

Sanchez took off his helmet and a smile appeared on his face. The scanning system integrated into the eyepiece failed due to signal interference, but he was a "hunter".

The Hunter was focused, his black eyes were deep, and he could clearly hear the beating of his own heart.

The senses inherited from his genetic father were further enhanced, and the world he perceived immediately changed.

The almost insignificant shallow footprints on the ground were now captured by the eyes of the "hunter".

He could also faintly discern the body odor left by Ogrin, like a faint strip winding its way forward.

"follow me."

The captain of the seventh company stepped forward, and the "hunter" tracked the prey's nest.

At this time, Nimrod had returned to the Void Hunter. In addition to Arsena Dunn, he also brought a technical sergeant from the company.

Arriving at his private armory, standing at the door was a squad of Vostroyan warriors who had not yet undergone the transformation surgery.

"My king." The captain bowed and after Ningluo signaled him to stand up, he immediately raised the silver control wand in his hand and aimed it at the red disc in the center of the black gate.

As the runes shone, the ancient doors opened, revealing the Primarch's personal armory.

The entire cabin was as large as a deck, and more than half of it was densely packed with tens of thousands of items, ranging from porous sea corals to the corpses of bizarre multi-jointed creatures...

Only a small portion of them were obtained by Nimrod himself, about a third were creations of the Space Apes, and most of them came from the tributes of the various Vostroyan regiments and the warriors of the 11th Legion.

Nimrod mixed some of the precious items used for hiding with the potion materials and moved them to the "Kingdom of Disorder", and placed the rest in his private armory.

He walked over to a large area on his right, with a black strip sign with the words "Space Ape Products" written in gold letters on it.

Nimrod bent down and picked up the metal box, which he handed to the Techmarine.

"First, disassemble the spy fly and understand its structure."

Then he spoke to the silver-haired psychic who was looking at the many items in the private armory with wide eyes.

"Here are ring weapons and protective orbs made by space monkeys. You can take whatever you want and use them."

"When you encounter situations where you can't use your psychic powers or your spirit is exhausted, you can rely on them."

"Thank you for your gift."

Arsene said respectfully, and he immediately followed Nimrod's gesture and came to a cast iron frame.

The precious ring weapons on it are separated by cast iron metal partitions.

The silver-haired psychic selected ten rings, put them on his hands, and then went to another shelf.

There were protective orbs of different sizes separated on it, and he picked out four more.

After Arsene finished his selection, Nimrod gave the order.

"You two, work on the spyfly and disable the projection function."

While spying and monitoring, the spyfly also projects a holographic star-shaped image woven from light.

Nimrod speculated that the spyfly's true purpose was to serve as a two-way communication device.

Then, Nimrod ordered the servitors to carry two hundred sets of spy flies to the landing ship.

In addition to the ration of one set for each of the ten companies, a total of fifty-nine psychics, the remaining ones will be distributed to each company for retention.

As the landing craft was about to land, Sanchez had already followed the traces left by the Ogryn psychic, walking along the winding mountain road and came to a dark cave.

The adjutant's eyes widened. If the company commander hadn't led the way, it would have taken a long carpet search to find such a hidden cave.

"Company Commander, how did you do that? I didn't feel anything special about the places I passed by."
The "Hunter" judged from the wounds on the rock wall that seemed to have been torn roughly, as well as the layers of chisel marks, that this was an artificial cave that was roughly opened by the Ogryn people.

Sanchez looked ahead, saw a cave wide enough for three people, and gave an order.

If three people were to stand side by side, they would hinder the movements of their teammates. "Scout team, two people in a group, move."

Unlike the Codex Legion after the Second Founding, where scouts were recruited from the ranks of new recruits, the Legion's scouts of this era were drawn from fully sworn and trained battle-brothers, all of whom were experienced Space Marine experts.

The two scouts stepped into the dark cave. They habitually glanced at the eyepiece and found that it was still covered with snowflakes and the divination array was still disturbed.

They activated their cloaking devices, raised their long-range sniper rifles, and advanced in cross-cover.

As they advanced, the cave widened until it was soon wide enough for four scouts to walk abreast.

At this moment, a huge force suddenly swept over the four people. They were thrown up and hit the black metal cave wall above.

(End of this chapter)