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

The Astra Militarum, having established its foothold, slowly approached the Olympia Dunes Hive. Vashtor no longer had the opportunity to maintain a stalemate here. By the time the Astra Militarum arrived and surrounded the Hive from both inside and outside, he wouldn't even be able to reap the benefits he had already achieved.

Failure was inevitable for Vashtor.

It’s okay, he comforted himself, at least he got a lot of Martian production lines.

Although Leon didn't get any of his creations or the technology that would help him in his essence, there is still a long way to go, and with the capital he has, he can take his time.

"Take those production lines and let's retreat."

He gave the same order as the Casting General.

As Skarbrand pulled off the head of the Warhound Titan he was fighting, the fallen priests who could serve Vashtor, along with Skarbrand, evacuated the hive.

Only some worthless ghouls were left behind to delay time.

Without their elite support, the ghouls were no longer a threat, and the fact that the demons had given up the attack made the priests in the hive feel relieved. However, the Astra Militarum forces pressing towards the outskirts of the city made them anxious again.

Not since the Heresy had they faced Imperial forces so directly.

The sages were sure that the Empire would not take harsh action against them, but the failure of the Forge General still made them more vigilant.

Each sage displayed his most powerful troops, and even the traces of Emperor-class Titans were faintly visible on the distant horizon.

They had no intention of taking action on Mars, a country with a shortage of energy, but they had to demonstrate the power of Mars other than the Casting General so that the Imperials who had just defeated the Casting General would not have any inappropriate thoughts.

The Astra Militarum was also unwavering, directing their fleet's naval guns at the surface. Both sides were flexing their muscles, and the atmosphere became increasingly tense.

However, Leon broke this delicate balance with his own hands.

Having freed himself from the outskirts of the city, he didn't rejoin the Astra Militarum. Instead, he led the Astartes and the Undead Army straight into the heart of the hive. The priests were caught off guard, allowing Leon's troops to quickly seize control of several factories.

When this news reached the Foundry Council, the tension in the entire council instantly escalated. Kubik, who had just returned to the Foundry Council, saw this as an opportunity and immediately roared.

"Look, this is the result of your indulgence! He has begun to threaten everyone's interests! There is no time to hesitate, we must strike hard!"

"Well, it doesn't seem that serious."

The senior priest who came to report hesitated and said, "He didn't seize those production lines..."

He was a supervisor in the factory that was captured by Li Ang, and he saw with his own eyes what Li Ang did after entering the core area.

When they nervously picked up their weapons and prepared to fight against the Yellow Springs No. 8 fanatic who desecrated the Holy Land of Om Messiah, the sage actually showed a "kind" smile.

"Don't worry, we're here only to share knowledge. We won't take a single needle or thread from you!"

The word "sharing" was so unfamiliar to the priests that they were stunned and didn't know what to do.

Their hesitation to fight immediately gave Leon room to maneuver. His sweet words, even more alluring than Tzeentch's, made the priests relax their guard. By the time they reacted, Leon had already copied all the design and production data stored in the factory's Thinker.

But that was all he did. After copying the data, he left without taking any extra clouds with him.

The sages were incredulous: "He brought Astavete and broke through three lines of defense just to take some production line information?"

But that was the fact. Apart from these data and the void shield that Kubik had promised him he could take for himself, Leon didn't take anything else.

The sages inspected the factories occupied by Leon and discovered that most of the places he plundered were basic factories such as promethium and refined ore. This behavior of not picking high-value targets puzzled them even more.

"What on earth is he doing?"

Leon shared his own packaging technology for plundering, but this really hit the pain points of the sages.

Plundering data is also an act of crossing the line, but the data that Leon took away does not involve the foundation of every sage's survival.

Judging from the current situation on Mars, the sages who have not lost their unique technology and production lines surprisingly find this behavior of cutting the leeks without cutting the roots acceptable.

Everything requires comparison. Compared to Vashtor, who went to Mars to smash, loot and rob, doesn't this Leon look more and more pleasing to the eye?

Wise men who were unwilling to suffer losses mostly chose to turn a blind eye when they found that as long as they did not resist, they would not suffer any actual losses.

No matter how the Casting General cursed and instigated them, they remained unmoved.

Compared to directly attacking the core area, Leon actually obtained more data by doing this. As Kubik was helpless, he plundered the electronic treasures and led his team out of the hive with satisfaction.

Although they were intercepted by Kubik's Skitarii on their way out, the siege tanks that had been set up outside the hive directly blew the Skitarii to pieces.

The rest of the sage's private army just watched coldly, allowing Leon to break through without any trouble and meet up with the outer interstellar army.

He saw Hayes after a long time in the Astra Militarum headquarters, and the latter was surprised that he came out with several large bags of floppy disks storing data.

"Is this what you went to Mars for?"

“These things aren’t readily available, but they represent the future.”

Searching the technology unlocked in his head, Leon nodded with satisfaction.

Geothermal water hydraulic fracturing and mineral purification technology, as well as a Mars-based ceramic steel production line and ceramic-gold composite material production method.

Even if the production line on Maxim was dismantled, it would not reach the level required to unlock these technologies. Even the most basic parts on Mars are indeed good stuff.

Warhammer has always only focused on physical objects and practical applications, and the ultimate result is a hasty understanding without understanding their meaning.

Just like the void shield, humans actually no longer understand how to manufacture the void shield. They only know how to create production lines that can produce the void shield.

Leon understood that his greatest advantage had never been in reproducing weapons and equipment from other universes, but in completely mastering the manufacturing methods of every technology he had unlocked, without missing anything.

Like hydraulic fracturing for mining minerals, mineral processing stations for purifying minerals, efficient production methods for manufacturing ceramic steel, and solid-state holographic molding previously mastered on Maxim.

Different from Warhammer's native production methods, these systematic and supporting technologies will become the cornerstone for Leon to build his own unique forging world.

The combination of seemingly basic production technologies could achieve production efficiencies far exceeding those of the average forging world. As long as the timing was right, Leon, who promoted and applied these technologies, would undoubtedly secure his place in this universe.

Of course, he wouldn't explain these things so clearly right now, and Hayes didn't ask any further questions.

He was more concerned about what they should do with Mars now than the data hard drive.

The deserted Forging General could be overwhelmed by their sudden appearance, but the entire Mars would not.

The Martians' hive void shields prevented them from achieving a quick victory through orbital strikes. Coupled with the Emperor-class Titan's landing on the ground, Hayes knew this battle was unwinnable.

Li Ang was also aware of this situation, but fortunately he was prepared.

"We retreat, away from the hive, and broadcast that we came to Mars only to 'help' Mars fight the demons and fulfill our obligations as allies."

"Are you sure they'll accept this?"

"Mars has just been ravaged by the plague and waste code. No one wants to bear more losses. They will convince themselves to accept it."

Li Ang changed the subject, "But we can't let General Casting be completely defeated. If Mars sends someone to negotiate with you, tell them you will only talk to General Casting and will not accept anyone else."

Hayes nodded, but soon realized something was wrong: "You want me to go and talk? What about you?"

"I'll leave you enough men for your standoff. The rest of the men and I have some work to do."

"what's up?"

"Go find the agent who picked up the goods for us."

Leon dispatched several Thunder Eagle gunboats and Avirus barges.

"Thorne, Neos, Evil Sun!"

The Fist of Exemplar and the elite of the Undead Army were brought by two men and one beast. Hundreds of marines wearing CMC power armor and dozens of Astartes boarded the transport plane under Leon's arrangement.

Realizing that there was still a fight to be fought, Xie Ri rubbed his hands excitedly.

"Great Skill Master, who else should we go after?"

"Destroy those demons. Although we were able to fish in troubled waters thanks to them, it's time to wipe them out completely."

The technology for the future is there, but who would complain about having too much ready-made benefits?

He waved his hand and let Xie Ri start driving.

"Let's go, let's go to Lava City!"

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Vashtor is retreating back to Lava City.

Relying on a corrupted teleportation device, the Lava City is now the channel in and out of the Warp. Vashtor no longer has the spare energy to bring more reinforcements from the Warp, but it is still possible to take away the spoils.

Although Vashtor believed that this action was not successful because it failed to improve his essence, those corrupted black oil men did not think so.

Amidst the chaos of Mars, they sang praises to Vashtor's greatness and were filled with longing for their journey to the holy land of the true God of All Machines.

The power of faith directed towards Vashtor gave him some comfort.

It is not necessary to improve one's essence. Just like the cursed person, the power of faith can also push him to a higher level.

"It's not a complete failure. With this experience, I can succeed even better next time..."

Vashtor began to plan how to conduct business after bringing the production line back and seize Perturabo's market share. But as he approached the lava city, he was startled by the sound of artillery fire and the thick smoke that filled the lava city.

He recognized the sound of the cannon.

This is the sound of the piercing shock cannon!

"what's the situation?"

Vashto was immediately shocked, "Why did Leon's troops appear here?!"

He had been by Victor's side, but now he switched his possession and returned to Augustus, who was stationed in Lava City. For the first time, he saw panic on the great sage's face.

He tried his best to maintain the dignity of the God of All Things: "Augustus, tell me what's going on."

"It's those Soul Drinkers, they're attacking Lava City!"

There shouldn't be any gunfire sounds. Leon's siege tanks had just been unloaded from the Astra Militarum transport ships. How could those bulky Leman Russ tanks travel hundreds of kilometers so quickly and reach Lava City directly?

Vashtor couldn't figure this out, so he followed August's instructions and looked towards the Lava City. He saw a brand new tank equipped with a shockwave cannon.

Unlike Leman Russ tanks, these tanks, which use hydraulic feet to stabilize their bodies, can quickly retract their raised turrets and switch to normal mode to rush at high speeds after launching a round of bombardment on the lava city.

The Skitarii nearby tried to destroy the tanks, but they were eliminated one by one by the Astartes accompanying the tanks and posed no threat at all.

The Space Marines were rushing towards the Lava City with siege tanks at a speed of over 60KM.

The direction of their attack was as if someone was guiding them inside the city. They were able to hit the weak links of Lava City every time, and would even adjust according to the movements inside Lava City.

Vashtor measured the distance and position, and found that based on the current attack speed of this group of people, they could actually enter the Lava City before him.

The dignity of the God of All Things was thrown out of the window, and he finally couldn't hold it anymore.

What the hell, I'm part of the plan?

PS1: I couldn’t hold it any longer. When I woke up, I found that the words I owed were back to 24,000.

PS2: The reason the Mechanicum lacks conventional heavy armor like tanks is simple. It's not that the Empire restricts them from having them, but rather that after the Empire limited the size of the Skitarii, the Mechanicum developed a military system where each Magus had his own private army. Each Magus had to raise his own Skitarii and cover the cost himself.

The Oilers already have a lot to support, and they also have to deduct research funds from this. The cost of a complete and systematic armored force is too high for individual businesses. The public funds of the Forge World have to be used to support the Knights and Titans, so conventional tanks have become a neglected force.

There are also several Forge Worlds that place a strong emphasis on tanks, with their own distinctive armored units. However, this story won't touch upon them for now, and we'll discuss them later.

PS3: This chapter is 5K long and I didn’t finish writing the additional chapter last night, so it will be updated a little later, around 6-7pm.

Chapter 194: "Hunting" in Lava City

Another brand new tank.

Another Astartes prepared in advance.

Vashtor could tell from these things that Leon had been prepared for this. His purpose was to launch a surprise attack before he returned to Lava City!

Hadn't the production line he had previously snatched from Skarbrand and forced Mars to make concessions satisfied him? Could this plot actually backfire on him?

This is no longer bold, it should be called arrogance!

His original curiosity about Leon suddenly turned into anger, but Vashtor knew that the most taboo thing now was impulsiveness.

As the focus of the return journey, Vashtor naturally left enough defensive forces for Lava City.

He had never taken out those intelligent control robots that he had snatched from the Casting General. Those that remained in Lava City were the last insurance that Vashtor left for Lava City.

Over a thousand cybernetic mechas would be no less effective than a fully staffed Astartes. Even if a hundred Soul Drinkers were armed with tank-destroying Monster Hunter weapons and two dozen siege tanks, Vashtor was confident that twice their number of cybernetic mechas wouldn't be outmatched in this battle.

"As long as the siege tanks can't take advantage of their piercing shockwave cannons, these Astartes will be stopped. Once Viktor and the others return to Lava City, we can completely surround the Soul Drinkers within..."

As Vashtor's thoughts gradually became clear, a hint of ruthlessness and satisfaction appeared in his eyes.

If you dare to draw attention to yourself, you will have to pay the price!

Although he had never faced Li Ang head-on, he still remembered the hatred for the other party who had messed up his plans.

Destroying all these Soul Drinkers would teach this reckless sage a lesson. He could also capture those siege tanks and Monster Hunter weapons and bring them back for research to see what Leon had created.

Thinking of this, Vashtor gave orders to Augustus.