The Bizarre Adventures of the Oil Man, but Starting with Warhammer 32K

But Leon escaped from Lava City faster than he expected. He wanted to kill Leon to make up for the previous change, but he ended up escaping.

At this point, his plan fell apart.

Augustus injected coolant into his logic circuits, forcing himself to calm down. He calculated various possibilities and finally let out a heavy breath.

"It's not over yet, Forger!"

The Senior Sage was summoned to his side. He looked at his right-hand men and demanded, "Go and expose the news of Mars's attack on Leon to the Final Wall."

"But Leon's not dead yet. Even if the Wall ends up facing off against Mars because of this, as long as they can find Leon alive, they probably won't really turn against him..."

The forger hesitated to point out the problem.

Augustus glared at him and said, "Do you think I don't know?"

"First, keep the news from General Zhuo. When Gao Qiang finally sends his men to forcibly enter the Martian surface to retrieve Li Ang, we will deploy our forces to directly attack them. If Mars doesn't want to be hostile, we will force them to become enemies!"

PS1: Although everyone thinks of Baymax when talking about the Cybertron Corps, there are actually many different types of Cybertron mechas besides Baymax (of course Baymax is the main force).

PS2: The special units of the Mechanicus are actually quite accomplished in bionics, and I feel that this route is also a science fiction direction.

PS3: Teleportation technology was mentioned in Chapter 115 "Unexpected Questioning". If you are interested, you can go back and take a look.

Chapter 172: I'm fighting the mountain array? Really?

Kurland has been waiting for news from Leon.

Knowing Leon was there, they had been closely monitoring Lava City from orbit, but the city had remained calm until then. Eager to relieve Terra, Kurland had no choice but to order the departure. But just three hours before their departure, flames suddenly erupted in Lava City.

"What happened in Lava City?"

Kurland quickly called over the technical sergeant.

"Technically, it was the light from the laser and the explosion."

Gamas's response made Kurland realize something was amiss. He halted the entire fleet, which was only a step away from setting sail. Under his command, the Phalanx rapidly approached the orbit above the Lava City.

"Captain Kurland, what are you doing?"

The Sage Ruler, who was in charge of commanding the 500,000 Crusaders following the Final Wall, approached Kurland. His tone was accusing: "Why don't we march towards the Battle Moon?"

"I think it's Mars that needs to answer our questions first."

Kurland pointed to the lava city: "What happened there?"

"I don't know. I only know that our mission is to attack the Battle Moon. Chapter Master Kurland, we should avoid any unplanned actions."

The sage's answer was quite firm, and Kurland sensed a strong sense of purpose in his tone. Just as he was considering whether to resort to violence to obtain an answer, a priest ran up to the sage in a panic.

He was using a private channel, but communicating in plain text: "Sage, the plan has failed! Leon has escaped from Lava City! The Casting General ordered you to hold down the final wall!"

The sage's expression changed drastically: "Idiot! Is that something you can just say directly?"

He reached out to swat the priest away, but the shadow cast by the Space Marine's massive body had already enveloped him. He turned around and saw that the Space Marines around him had raised their weapons and surrounded him under the leadership of Kurland.

"Why can't you just say it, sage?"

The surrounding grenade launchers were all unhooked, and the sage, who knew that his communication had been intercepted by the other party, smiled awkwardly and took a few steps back.

"I don't know the details..."

This is a lie.

He had previously received a secret order on Mars to secretly assassinate Leon, urging him to ask the Final Wall to leave Mars as soon as possible. However, this accident prevented him from making any further attempts.

He weighed the risk of his life against obeying orders and holding the final wall, and finally made a compromise from the bottom of his heart.

"If Captain Kurland wants to know, I'll send someone to ask?"

"No need, let's go and see for ourselves."

Kurland still pointed his gun at the sage: "I hope Mars won't become completely opposed to us because of his own stupidity."

The chapter leaders were quickly summoned, and knowing that Leon was in crisis, they quickly decided to deploy an entire Astartes force near the Lava City to ensure Leon's safety.

This mission was finally taken over by Armidel who volunteered. He will lead the reorganized Soul Drinkers as the Soul Drinkers Chapter Master.

The Soul Drinkers were eager to wash away their previous shame with battle, and with the veterans who had always been with Leon leading the team, Kurland felt confident in handing the mission to them.

Prepared for a Martian interception, they didn't even use Thunderhawk gunships, but instead used airdrop pods to drop directly from orbit in combat posture. The extremely fast airdrop pods had already entered the Martian atmosphere before the Martian defenders could react, and slammed heavily near Lava City.

Looking at the fiery trail of the airborne capsule falling into the atmosphere, the sage felt helpless.

"It's not that I'm not loyal to Mars, but my teammates are idiots. I should save my useful body for future use, but I can't sacrifice myself for Mars here."

Although the plan to prevent the Space Marines from entering Mars failed, half a million Skitarii are still on the transport fleet in orbit.

Considering the possibility of a conflict with the Final Wall, the Sage, who was still under the surveillance of the Space Marines, felt that he had to find an opportunity to redeploy the 500,000 Crusaders.

But there is one thing we can do now.

"Someone come here, I want to make this priest into wetware now!"

His personal mecha soldier savagely pinned the priest who brought the news to the ground, and the data craftsman accessed the priest's brain. Intending to sever his logic and humanity, the data craftsman searched his mind, but unexpectedly discovered a secret.

"You mean the orders he brought had no Martian authorization function at all?"

Commands issued from the Forge World would be verified by multiple interlocking functions, and any command would be subject to these authorizations. If not, it could only mean that the content of the previous clear text communication did not come from the Forge General, or even from Mars.

Could it be that clear-text communication was not an accident but a conspiracy?

The sage felt that he needed to report this information to Mars immediately, but the Space Marines around him put him off.

The Astartes, who no longer had any trust in Mars, would not give him the opportunity to contact Mars.

He could only let the conspiracy ferment.

-

The person who orchestrated these conspiracies has come before the Casting General.

Augustus slowly walked into the temple where the Forge General Kubik was, and the heavy metal door closed silently behind him.

Kubik, who was inspecting his data throne, ignored the great sage. He had already realized the accident from Augustus's abnormal second visit.

The Casting General simply let the silence spread, and the entire room seemed to be brewing a storm.

"Master Casting General,"

Augustus broke the silence, his voice filled with carefully disguised uneasiness, "I...I must report to you that there was an unexpected incident with the plan."

Kubik did not respond immediately. His mechanical eyes slowly turned to Augustus, and a cold red light swept across Augustus's face, as if to penetrate his metal shell and strike his logical core.

After a moment's silence, Kubik finally spoke: "Accident? Augustus, tell me, what accident?"

He opened his hand and pulled out the image captured from Mars orbit: "Could it be that those daring Astartes airborne landing on Mars was also an accident?!"

Augustus lowered his head. "Yes, Leon... escaped with the help of several Astartes. I imagine the Final Wall was prepared for this."

"Astartes? Are you saying that the Space Marines of the Final Wall were already involved before the airborne landing?"

Augustus didn't answer directly, but continued in a low voice, "I dare not jump to conclusions, but the facts are before us. We originally planned to take action after the final wall left, but the sudden appearance of the Astartes at his side changed the situation. Those elite teams, who had been prepared for this, acted swiftly and precisely, completely disrupting our deployment."

He presented footage of the Lava City and testimonies from several other sages to prove his claims. Kubik reviewed all the evidence in seconds.

"The Astartes around Leon, their fighting style differs from that of the Imperial Fists by more than fifty percent."

"It's possible that there's a group called the Imperial Fist Sub-Group that we're not familiar with. That's the only way to explain why the Phalanx reacted so quickly and launched a drop pod to Mars."

Kubik did not respond to this speculation.

This inference seems to be self-consistent, but in fact it cannot fully explain the motivation for the final high wall.

Even the assassination of Leon was just a temporary decision on his part. In the end, what chance did Gao Qiang have to deploy a team to Mars without the enemy noticing and come out to rescue Leon at the critical moment?

Could it be that the Imperial Fists are connected to the Assassin's Court?

Kubik did not believe in such uncertain probabilities. His suspicion was directed at Augustus, but he would not express it directly.

"Regardless, Augustus. Your carefully planned operation has been turned upside down by an imprisoned sage and a few Astartes. Such an outcome will only disappoint the God of All Odds."

"General Casting, I admit this was my mistake. But I ask you to give me a chance. I have readjusted the plan. As long as we can react quickly, we can still turn the situation around."

"Before the Astartes who have already descended?"

Kubik snorted coldly, but gestured for August to continue.

"Our core will always be the Orc teleporter. The rest is irrelevant. Since Leon has already escaped, there's no need for Mars to kill him and become enemies with the Final Wall, which wants to protect Leon."

"That would be a sign of weakness for Mars. Are we going to allow a sage who might already know the truth to return to the Final Wall?"

Kubik disagrees.

"Of course we won't show weakness, nor will we let Leon go. We will trap him on the surface of Mars, thereby maintaining a tense but non-combatant standoff with the forces of the Final Wall."

Augustus presented his long-planned plan: "Mars can legitimately enter a state of war during this standoff. We can gather the Skitarii near Lava City and declare war on all of Mars. As long as we can continue until the plan is complete, no one will be able to discover our true purpose."

Having a legitimate reason is an important bargaining chip. The previous counter-espionage rather than direct martial law was precisely to prevent Terra from obtaining evidence of unusual movements on Mars.

This is very important. After all, even Augustus, who wanted to disrupt the situation on Mars, would not think of sending thousands of golden corns to Mars for a meeting.

At a moment when the entire plan is on the verge of being exposed, the existence of the Space Marines can become a fig leaf for their final journey.

Kubik smelled something wrong.

He subconsciously tried to analyze it using the Data Throne's calculations, but the throne, still under repair, couldn't be used. This feeling of brain loss annoyed him.

"We can't let the Skitarii engage in a standoff."

He rudely rejected it. "Mars can be placed under wartime control, but direct conflict is prohibited. The plan to teleport to Mars cannot afford the risk of an accidental conflict."

Augustus frowned, "So what do you mean?"

"Let those Iron Hands who need our help go, and we will provide them with all support except direct conflict."

The three companies of Iron Hands.

Augustus knew the forces stationed on Mars: "They are just lost dogs."

"That's why they'll become our helpers. Tell them that Mars will support them in forming their own Chapter after this operation. They'll package this confrontation as a common conflict between Space Marines."

Augustus wanted to say more, but the Casting General's decision could not be changed. He could only take his leave and return to Lava City to make further preparations.

Kubik stopped him and asked, "How's the research on the teleportation device going?"

"The plan to use the Orks themselves for research is not going smoothly. Unable to attack the Battle Moon, we lack sufficient materials to advance our research. However, using the Warp to replace the Waaaagh's energy is progressing well. As long as I can hold on for two weeks, I will definitely complete it."

This answer satisfied the Casting General.

"Since the Heresy, the Adeptus Mechanicus has been reformed into the Adeptus Mechanicus. Even with the Emperor now upon the Golden Throne, our spheres of influence are far more restricted than ever before. Only a free Martian can restore us to our former authority."

He reiterated to Augustus, "I will be inspecting the project's progress in the near future. My tolerance for your negligence and crossing of technical boundaries is provided by the project itself. Never make mistakes in the project's progress, ever."

"Of course, I'll give it my all."

Augustus agreed with his head down, and only raised his head when he left the temple where the general was cast, his face filled with a gloomy cloud that he had not dared to show before.

He sensed the Forge General's suspicions about him, and they would only deepen when he learned how the Space Marines had gotten the information and were airborne.

Mars's need for planetary teleportation was no longer his protection. But before completely corrupting the teleportation device, Augustus still needed to maintain this last bit of decency.

"Leon..."

He muttered the name of the culprit. His interference had completely shattered the original plan for Mars to fight the Final Wall.

But Augustus could only bypass this sage for now - what he had to consider now was how to continue to provoke the conflict between Mars and the Final Wall without the intervention of the Skitarii, and how to deal with the subsequent inspection by the Forge General.

Augustus's thinking points to speeding up the progress of the ritual and Sage Victor in the Rust Wastes.

"The will of the God of All Things must be done, no matter the cost."

He returned to Lava City, ready to push this long-planned conspiracy to its final climax.

-

On the other side of Mars, the Iron Hands camp.

Iron Captain Cooper welcomes the arrival of Martian Sage Karx.

Perhaps they can no longer be called the Iron Hands. These stray dogs from Medusa are originally aliens who were semi-exiled by the Iron Hands.

Since the Primarch Finus became a Headless Sister, serious divisions have arisen within the Tenth Legion. This division has caused the ten companies within the Iron Hands to split into independent clans with distinct ideologies, and brutal internal friction has erupted from time to time.

During these internal conflicts, the Sons of Ferrus would boldly discuss the differences in technology and beliefs between the different clans through physical confrontation. The losers in the discussion would be ordered to change their clan or be exiled.

Cooper and his brothers are these losers.