Warhammer 40 Spring: Loyalty of the Multiverse

Chapter 53: Should We Participate in the War?
However, Quan Tiehua's emotional changes gradually made most people realize that something was wrong.

There's no secret here.

How come this is exactly the same as the state of being corrupted by chaos in its early stages?

With a slightly gloomy gaze, he often stared at the images of ordinary soldiers, fully equipped and lined up, boarding various transport planes and leaving the base.

Whenever I see reports on television about the radical actions of the small country of Japan, a strange anger always rises in my eyes.

Given this situation, Commander Affos had no choice but to convene this meeting.

"My current concern is whether the supplies, ammunition, and various research projects that belong to us after our cooperation will be delayed?" Commander Afus, dressed in an ordinary silk robe, held a specially made tablet, monitoring the replenishment and allocation of their technologies and supplies, as well as the progress of their research.

Upon hearing this, Quilstein spoke first, "Then why don't we help them?" To be honest, he wanted to collect more human skulls from this world.

This thing is like a rare, extinct luxury item once it's in the Empire!
After all, none of the skulls he collected last time, which were modified into servo skulls by heavy-tech military, belonged to him anymore.

And most importantly, he really wanted to bring the human genome from here back to the Empire, to see how it complemented the genomes of the Empire's humans.

As soon as he spoke, all his brothers turned to look at him. The moment they became Astartes, they became each other's closest brothers. Through long years of fighting and living together, they were so in sync that they could practically tell each other whether the other was about to fart or poop just by taking off their pants.

After hearing his words, almost everyone had that almost blasphemous scene rush to their minds!
The group leader, Afus, also fell silent. He placed the tablet on his lap, pursed his lips, and looked at him with a rather speechless expression.

The essence of this proposal was to unravel the deep-seated anxieties and concerns in Quan Tiehua's heart. But instead, this bastard messed it up!
Moreover, when he caught a glimpse of Quan Tiehua's somewhat surprised and interested gaze, he realized he was doomed.

After seeing their leader rub his temples in exasperation, Quilstein fell silent.

“Indeed!” Tilte’s sudden remark once again drew the attention of the entire group.

Commander Afus was completely speechless.

“If we help them take this planet, even if we never come back here, why don’t we just stockpile more supplies?” Tilt also had a tablet in his hand. He pulled up some data and sent it directly to all the brothers present on their tablets!
Tencent's notification sound rang!
After opening all the Astartes, they began browsing the information that Tilter had sent them.

While those in the warband possess more advanced capabilities in this area, most of them still rely on repeaters or satellites.
They don't have those tools here, and their only tools are communication tools for sharing tactical information.

Therefore, for their convenience, they can only choose the Tencent service provided by Huaxia.

“This world originally had a population of over 70 billion, but due to the existence of monsters, it now only has over 60 billion left. Although these people are more numerous than the population of the Imperial Agricultural World, the industrial value they create is greater than that of some industrial worlds.” Tilt continued to explain the plan in his mind.

Quan Tiehua was completely stunned at this moment, and suddenly remembered a short comic he had read in his previous life.

Before the rebellion: He wielded a small leather whip, lashing out at the mechanical servants and human laborers who were moving materials. After the rebellion: He continued to lash out at the demons, lashing out at them who were moving materials.

Although Commander Aphrodite felt somewhat frustrated by the meeting's descent into the background, he had to admit that the conditions Tilt had offered were indeed very tempting.

"Given the current state of our world and the technology we possess, we might not be able to manufacture things like warships. However, we could probably mass-produce as many bomb guns, plasma pistols, chainsaw swords, and other weapons as needed. And then there's the... mech!" After listing all the benefits, all the Astartes present were honestly a little tempted.

You have to understand that their warband is poor!
They're so poor they're practically wearing underwear!

Astartes? What a joke! They're all starving!
Upon hearing these conditions, before the captain could say anything else, Gers spoke up first, "I think it's a good idea, Captain!" He looked at the captain who was deep in thought, "With our strength, we can carry out a decapitation strike against those hostile mortal forces and cause their command systems to collapse."

Gers was extremely confident in his speed, especially after his motorcycle was built, which made him go completely crazy.

He would always squat there in a daze while modifying the motorcycle, and then the next second he would get excited like a bloodthirsty Khorne demon, lift his leg and straddle the motorcycle, starting it up. The roaring sound made him so excited that he almost flew to the sky!
If it weren't for his special status, which led the commander to assign several brothers to accompany him, this guy would probably have already flown to the heavens.

"Then how about we start a war?" Valls asked cautiously, watching the discussion among his brothers.

Derens, however, once again pulled out the well-worn, exquisite copy of the Emperor's Holy Words, and said with a touch of melancholy, "We are all human, yet there are so many wars. How I wish the Emperor's light could illuminate these lost souls..."

"Derlens! Shut up..." Guild leader Afus was already speechless because his guildmates had steered the meeting off-topic.

As a result, Derrens started spouting those lullabies-like phrases again, making Derrens want to swear for a moment.

Although Astartes were Astartes, they demanded of themselves to practice asceticism like monks.

But that was during the Great Expeditionary Period. What period are we in now?
The battle groups are barely surviving, and they're still practicing asceticism?
To exhaust the entire battle group until it is wiped out?

That's kind of funny!
It's already a miracle they didn't betray the empire. And those who still believe in the emperor are extremely rare!
"So, what's your proposal?" Commander Afus looked at the brothers present.

Everyone fell silent, but eventually they slowly spoke up and agreed to join the war.

After receiving a definite answer, Captain Afus nodded and said, "So... what will we get?" To be honest, the only industrial output in this world right now, besides food, some minerals, and a very small amount of technology, is its population. Therefore, he really didn't know what to ask for! But looking at his brothers still discussing, he could only tentatively ask...
"One-tenth of the entire planet's total output?"

Quan Tiehua had heard of the Empire's tax system, but to be honest, it wasn't something that Astartes needed to pay attention to. Moreover, as someone fresh out of basic training, he didn't quite understand the specific timeframes of this tax system.
"A hundred years old?"

Everyone "..."

(End of this chapter)