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

"This is?"

Cooper remembered that this was a prop Leon had made specially for them, but he didn't know what it was used for.

"Remember, Pilot. A Knight's strength is not determined by the performance of his machine."

"Is that what you wanted to tell me, BT?"

"My creator told me to pass this on."

Cooper could feel a cold data being uploaded to him by BT through the furnace chain, and finally lodged in his iron hand.

He followed BT's instructions and held the data knife in his hand. The data knife, which fit into his palm, connected to the robotic arm and activated the program inside.

Cooper then realized that this program was a string of electronic viruses that BT had just carefully written. As long as it was implanted into the opponent's body through the data knife, it would have a terrifying interference effect on the knight.

For the Pilot, the real battle begins now.

Cooper took a deep breath, realizing what he was about to do.

BT opened the cockpit of the Tiantu-class Titan and leaped out. The incredible strength granted by his nineteen augmentation surgeries allowed him to cling to Chaos Knight's arm and ultimately reach above the Knight's cockpit.

Ortom finally saw the enemy he had been thinking about.

"Astartes?!"

He almost popped his eyes out of his head and for a moment even forgot his ambition to chop off the other's head and offer it to Khorne. He wanted to escape, but the other Titan did not lose its power after the pilot left, and instead continued to stalemate with him.

Ortom had no time to deal with the Astartes lying outside his cockpit. He could only watch as Cooper unhooked the cable connecting to the cockpit and stabbed it with the data knife.

"The battle between knights is decided by the pilots!"

The electronic virus quickly spread through the knight's nervous system, and the originally violent machine soul began to lose control under the erosion of the electronic virus.

Ortom felt that he could hear the screams of the machine spirit, and all kinds of wrong information poured into his mind through the mechanical throne.

But this cold electric current actually washed away the chaotic whispers and bloodthirsty desires in his mind before destroying his brain along the neural connections.

Freed from the bondage of the bloodthirsty machine spirit, Ortom actually felt a moment of clarity.

He seemed to have woken up from a long nightmare, and his voice was so faint that it sounded like a dream talk.

"Is it decided by the pilot..."

Such thoughts awakened the long-lost pride of a knight in his heart.

He tried hard to hold on to his almost melted head, intending to make a final struggle with the glory of a knight.

But BT did not give him this opportunity. Under BT's control, the Titan reached out and grabbed the knight's cockpit that looked like a head.

Amidst the sparks of broken electronic cables, it tore off the knight's "head" with all its might!

BT pulled Autumn out of the cockpit, and with a slight effort, Autumn's head exploded like a watermelon. With the Knight's brain dead, Chaos Knight's body completely ceased functioning.

It fell down, and Cooper, who was still on top, was about to fall down with it. However, BT got there first and hugged Cooper in his arms.

"Nice fight, Pilot."

"You are, BT."

No longer suppressing his emotions, he smiled and gave BT a thumbs-up.

BT didn't understand what it meant for a moment. He looked at Cooper, then at his own palm. Finally, he imitated Cooper and tried to give a thumbs-up gesture.

Cooper put aside all his doubts about BT. He felt the close connection between him and BT, no less than that between brothers in a chapter, and deeply felt that he and it were a whole with a shared destiny.

This battle became a microcosm of all the battlefields on the outskirts of the city.

Even Ortom, an elite knight, was no match for him, let alone the other knights.

Using the Skitarii and the Undead Army to restrain and entice the Knights wreaking havoc in the city, Thorne and Urkildex held back the Squire-class Knights while luring the larger Knights into the streets where the Pilots and their Titans lay in ambush.

Perhaps in a duel in an open area, the Knight family with better armor and firepower would win, but in the city full of ruins, the Titan's agility was fully utilized.

Their flexibility provides more tactical options, and the combined attack skills of mecha and pilot, which far exceed the understanding of ordinary knights, shatter the three perspectives of Chaos Knights.

Never having known how a battle could be fought this way, they were led around by the Pilots. In just a few hours, their numbers were reduced by more than half.

The knight leader, who had escaped from the battlefield, counted their losses and was shocked to find that half of the knights had lost contact. He asked, "What kind of battle are we fighting?!"

No one could answer his question.

The knight leader clearly understood that this battle could not continue like this. Their losses far outweighed the benefits that Vashtor had promised them.

He certainly wasn't worthy of bargaining with a demigod, but he could still choose to leave.

"We withdraw!"

Except for a few knights who were furious, most of the Chaos Knights began to leave the battlefield. Vashtor called them back angrily, but the knights no longer paid any attention.

Vashtor couldn't stop them - as one of the few honest demons, he had previously promised to ensure that the knights could evacuate through the teleportation device, and he would not violate the contract he made.

But this did not stop him from being furious, nor did it stop him from becoming greedy.

"Those new knights are so powerful?"

The Chaos Knights' attack also had its results. Twenty Titans were destroyed or lost their combat capability in the fierce battle just now.

Vashtor knew that such an exchange was possible thanks to the flexibility and mobility of these new knights in the complex environment of the urban ruins. This also made him more interested in Leon and his creation.

The evacuated knight family was obviously unable to bring these wreckages to Vashtor, so Vashtor had no choice but to send Victor with some zombies to try to snatch Leon's creations.

But Leon, who had gained control of the Crusader Army, had now rebuilt the defense line, and the entire suburbs fell into Leon's hands.

Victor, relying solely on some of his out-of-control servitors, found it difficult to re-enter the outskirts of the city. His division of forces also slightly eased Kubik's pressure on the front lines.

After recovering from the situation, Kubik finally had the time to think about other issues.

"He said he wanted to set Mars on fire?"

He confirmed this to Pavonis who had returned to report, and all Pavonis could do was nod.

Kubik felt that there were many unsolvable knots in his logical circuits.

"What exactly does he want to express?"

PS1: How can it not be considered that the performance is determined by the pilot if the pilot personally engages in hand-to-hand combat?

PS2: I owed 24000 before yesterday's update, and I still owe 24000 before today's update. I hope I still owe 24000 tomorrow...

Chapter 189: Forging a General: The advantage is mine...?

Leon did not do what he wanted. He did not try to relieve the front defense line of the nest city from the side, but instead went deep into the suburbs.

Most of the Martian Crusaders are concentrated in the outermost area to fight, and they are connected to the core area of ​​the hive through the suburbs.

General Zhufa wanted to transfer troops to defend this place after Leon relieved the pressure on the front line, so as to preserve the logistics line of the Crusader Army in the core area.

But Leon took the initiative to occupy this place. Although it did not violate the conditions of helping the Crusaders to rescue, it also made Kubik feel vaguely uneasy.

"What does he want to do?"

Kubik observed the direction of the situation and found that after Leon gathered the Crusaders in the suburbs, he mobilized his troops, which seemed to indicate that he wanted to bring the entire suburbs under his control.

His troops stood between the Crusaders and the core area. If he had any other ideas, the connection between the Crusaders and the core area would be cut off by him.

Could it be that Li Ang wants to take this opportunity to attack the core area?

The thought startled Kubik, but he quickly dismissed the possibility as absurd.

The Casting General thought the price he offered was sufficient. He didn't think Li Ang would get anything better than what he promised if he broke the agreement. Furthermore...

"Even including the Skitarii he recruited, the entire suburban area only has a hundred thousand troops. Even if he wanted to launch a direct attack on the core area, what could he achieve?"

The existing defenses in the core area would have a hard time dealing with Kubik's million-strong army without the assistance of the Skitarii, but they would have no problem dealing with this small force.

The forces at Li Ang's disposal were able to defend well with the help of the geographical advantage of the suburbs, but actively attacking the core area was like hitting a rock with an egg.

Unless he is in cahoots with Chaos and is prepared to attack from both inside and outside, but this is impossible in itself.

Kubik couldn't figure out Leon's intention, but the deputy foundry supervisor came up with a guess.

"Perhaps he wants to hijack the Skitarii's supply lines and take the opportunity to demand more compensation?"

Kubik thought for a moment and nodded.

"This approach is indeed consistent with his bold character."

He looked at Pavonis and said, "Go back and talk to Sage Leon to confirm his intentions. I can agree to any request that's not excessive."

Pavonis still hesitated: "What if..."

"If his request goes too far, I will dispatch a Skitarii to meet him in person."

These words reassured Pavonis, and he carried out the Casting General's order. But as he stepped onto the shattered metal wreckage and entered the outskirts of the city, what he saw made his heart tighten.

Mortal soldiers are busy building a defense line under the guidance of the Fist of Exemplary.

Their movements were swift and orderly, as if they had been rehearsed countless times. Heavy sandbags were piled into bunkers, metal plates were welded into makeshift fortifications, and even some crude artillery batteries were erected on high ground.

These lines of defense were not directed towards the Chaos forces outside the city, but towards the Skitarii.

Pavonis was horrified.

What on earth does Li Ang want to do? !

Pavonis felt the speed of his energy source pumping faster. He wanted to check how these defense lines were organized. But as soon as he approached, the mortals who followed Leon would stare at him with indifference.

There was no awe in their eyes that should be shown towards the Mechanicus. Pavonis even noticed that several soldiers had their hands quietly on their weapons, as if ready to attack him at any time.

"This is not right..."

He quickened his pace, wanting nothing more than to finish the mission as quickly as possible and get rid of it. However, when he realized that Urquidex was right next to Leon, he felt relieved.

This subordinate who was recruited from the Port of Covenant had previously been assigned to be the commander of a major branch of the Crusader Army.

Pavonis actually didn't care about his life or death, but as the commander of the Martian Crusaders, he could still stand shoulder to shoulder with Leon, so perhaps things were not as bad as he thought.

"Sage Leon,"

He tried to keep his voice calm. "I've come here on orders from the Casting General to understand your intentions. Why are your troops building a perimeter defense? This seems inconsistent with our agreement."

"Why doesn't it match?"

Li Ang asked back.

"Our common enemy should be the demons, but your men are pointing their guns at the Skitarii outside. What's going on?"

"Just like the second half of the agreement said, I'm just taking the reward in my own way."

"What kind of method requires pointing a gun at Mars?!"

Pavonis regretted his words as soon as they left his mouth, but Leon ignored him.

His gaze turned towards the door, and Pavonis followed his gaze and found that Thorn, the Chapter Master of the Fists of Exemplar, had appeared here at some point.

"Everything is ready."

He said to Leon.

Ready, what's ready?

Pavonis's sense of crisis reached its peak. He took a step back, trying to find a way out. "I won't bother you anymore. I'm leaving."

But Thorne stood in front of the door, blocking his hope of leaving. Leon, who had previously ignored him, walked up to him and patted his shoulder affectionately.

"Since you're here, why don't you leave something behind before you go?"

"……what?"

"Your life."

Li Ang's tone was ordinary, as if he was just talking about something insignificant.

Pavonis reacted and wanted to resist, but before he could take out his Ohm Messiah Axe, Thorne, who was prepared, snatched it away.

He wanted to draw his gun, but that time was enough for Leon to point his plasma pistol at Pavonis's forehead.

"Urquidex!"

He could only pin his hopes on his men, "Please! I'm willing to accept you as my personal apprentice, you can't just watch me die!"

The priest, deeply disappointed by Mars' greed and incompetence, just shook his head.

Pavonis's last bit of hope was shattered. He looked at Leon and trembled as he uttered a final curse.

"The Forge General will never tolerate your betrayal of Mars, Leon. Your soul will be tormented in the furnace of Om Messiah for eternity, and the entire Final Wall will be buried with you for your recklessness!"