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

Li Ang pondered for a moment. "Not only will I strengthen the tendon cables, I can also give you an additional minor surgery."

Ockham became interested: "How small?"

"Not much, maybe just a 60% mortality rate."

"...Sage Leon, the events at Covenant Harbor shouldn't be worth your concern right now, right?"

Leon pretended not to notice Ockham's complicated expression, which said, "You call this a minor operation." "If it succeeds, you will have a second life."

This statement aroused Occam's great interest.

"If the effect is as significant as you say, then it's definitely worth a try."

The Thousand Sons wizard Koda was summoned by Occam. Leon tested his abilities and found that this wizard of the Bright Feather School, who was proficient in physical transformation and healing, could use his psionic energy to remedy the failure of the transformation.

Even if he failed, Ockham would not be in danger of dying. At most he would lie in bed for ten days or half a month.

Seeing that he had the capital to take such a gamble, Occam no longer hesitated. He simply lay on the operating table and waited for Leon to perform.

Leon, who had cultivated the Belisarius Furnace according to the data, used a scalpel to cut open Occam's chest, penetrated the complex network of organs and blood vessels, and carefully implanted the furnace behind his two hearts.

The Thousand Sons Wizard's constant treatment of Occam and blood transfusions gave Leon ample opportunities to trial and error.

After struggling for most of the day, Leon finally succeeded in implanting the Belisarius furnace into the pale Occam.

As the wound was sutured, the successfully implanted furnace began to roar. Occam's face, which had been pale, suddenly turned rosy, and he regained consciousness in the blink of an eye.

"How does it feel?"

Leon asked.

"The feeling of having an extra organ... is very strange."

Occam stroked his chest, feeling the presence of another functioning organ. "It's so complex that even I have to distract myself from actively manipulating or suppressing its operation. But the effect is truly astonishing. I feel like I have endless energy now."

"It's only temporary."

Li Ang was quite satisfied with the result. He explained, "This organ normally stores emergency substances and releases them when your life is threatened. Once these substances are depleted, it has to accumulate until they are fully utilized before it can function again."

"Approximately how long will it take?"

Ockham asked.

"With adequate nutrition, it will take a month."

"That's enough, Sage Leon. You're truly amazing. This organ will give me immeasurable flexibility in my strategic options. I believe no Alpha could refuse such a transformation."

"In that case, why don't you use this technology to gather some Alphas?"

Occam looked at Leon in surprise, and Leon spread out his hands.

"A warband of only four is still too small, isn't it? If you want to accomplish more, expanding the warband is always necessary. You know where I will be later. Under the premise of not endangering my power, as long as you can provide sufficient benefits and intelligence in exchange, I am happy to perform these operations on your new subordinates."

Occam became interested. "That's a good suggestion. I'll consider it, but only if I can find reliable Alpha Legion soldiers."

"Don't you have any channels for communication among yourselves?"

"There haven't been any since the Legion era ended. If I want to recruit them, I have to look for them where my companions might be."

"Where do they usually hang out?"

Leon asked.

"Many, some working for a Chaos Lord, some carrying out their own grand plans. Occasionally, some Alphas would lurk in the Warp's channels, pretending to be space hulks and robbing any merchant ships they encountered..."

Leon was chatting with Occam when suddenly the entire forge began to tremble slightly.

There is no concept of reality in the warp, what could cause their ship to tremble?

"Horner, what's wrong?"

Leon contacted his commander-in-chief, "What happened to the fleet? What happened to our ship?"

"It's not our problem."

Horner replied, his tone not nervous but measured: "I don't know if you could call it trouble, but there's a space hulk ahead of us."

Space hulk?

Leon and Occam, who had just talked about the space wreck, looked at each other.

"Is it Alpha?"

Li Ang confirmed.

"I'm not sure."

"Then we must go and see for ourselves."

Koda helped Occam, who had just finished the operation, out of bed, and the group rushed to the bridge of the foundry ship.

PS1: In fact, the official GW plot has hinted that Occam may not be the offspring of Alpha. Although the entire Expellers are an Alpha war gang, it is very likely that there is not a single offspring of Alpha.

The design concept of this warband may come from Omega's words: No matter who you are, as long as you put on this blue armor, we are all Alpha.

However, in this book, Occam is set as Alpha.

PS2: It may be a long time ago so everyone has forgotten it, so I would like to reiterate the identity of the protagonist here.

The protagonist was born in Huangquan No. 8. This identity was not a disguise (he was introduced to the Second Legion in this way on the Blue Star). When he first met Kurland on the Diamond Star, he packaged himself in front of Kurland as a sage from Huangquan No. 8 a thousand years ago and showed the sage badge of Huangquan No. 8. So he just disguised the time, not even Huangquan No. 8 was a fake.

Chapter 237 Sisyphus.

Leon quickly stepped into the bridge. Horner was standing in front of the tactical holographic table, staring at the flashing data stream with a frown.

"Report the situation."

Li Ang gave the order directly.

Horner did not answer immediately, but turned to the auspiciousness operator beside him and asked a few questions in a low voice.

After a moment, he turned to Leon and shook his head.

"Lord Leon, our equipment is of limited use in the Warp. The Geller Stand can only protect us from the Warp's intrusion, but the Auspex is powerless to detect anything outside the barrier. We can only confirm that there is a space hulk ahead, but we cannot obtain specific details."

Li Ang was not surprised by this result.

The principle of Geller's stance is to cut out a fragment from the real universe and use this fragment to wrap the ship to sail in the subspace.

Within the station, the laws of the real universe still apply. However, in the bizarre subspace outside the station, it is normal that the instruments and equipment of the real universe do not work.

Li Ang always respected the opinions of professionals: "What's your suggestion?"

Horner's eyes swept across the bridge's porthole, which was sealed by heavy armor plates. "In the warp, the naked eye is sometimes more reliable than instruments."

Li Ang nodded and immediately ordered: "All mortal crew members, evacuate the bridge immediately."

The order was quickly executed, and soon only Leon, Horner, Occam and a few Astartes were left on the bridge.

As the last mortal left, Leon personally input the command, and the heavy armored porthole slowly opened.

The chaotic light of the Warp poured in like a tide, and the distorted colors cast strange shadows in the cabin.

Leon squinted his eyes, adjusting to the unnatural light, and then looked out the window—

A pitch-black cruiser hovered in mid-air, its silhouette like a lurking predator.

Its hull is compact and deadly, its armor thick and highly modified, and its surface paint is as black as ink, completely reflecting no light.

It still looked intact, even the Geller Field was functioning at low power, but its warp drive was completely non-functional, preventing it from returning to the real universe and allowing it to drift aimlessly in the warp.

Leon, who had never worked on warship production, looked at the warship for a long time but couldn't tell from it what it belonged to. "Horner, do you know the model of this warship?"

He had thought that Horner, who came from the Imperial Navy, would be more professional in identifying ship types, but he didn't expect the other party to shake his head.

"I can roughly tell that this is a strike cruiser. The Astartes should be more familiar with the specifics than I am."

Leon turned his gaze to Occam.

Occam pondered, sizing up the strike cruiser: "It does look familiar to me. This should be a model from the Legion era..."

But he was sure that this ship had nothing to do with the Alpha Legion, as the Alpha Legion had never used such a model.

Seeing that Occam was useless, Leon called Cooper and Armidale to see if they could identify the origin of the warship with their vision.

Armidale looked bewildered, but Cooper saw something.

"Parts of its design are familiar to me. I'm not sure of its affiliation, but the modifications to this strike cruiser must have been done by the Iron Hands. Especially since there are some rather... less recognized weapons on its hull."

That's interesting.

"It seems our journey will not be boring."

Leon summarized and then asked Horner: "Based on your experience, why did this happen to this strike cruiser?"

"Perhaps it has been adrift for a long time after its warp drive failed, and lack of maintenance has left the Geller Stand functioning at a minimal level. This is not uncommon. Or perhaps someone did this intentionally, disguising themselves as a wreck with the intention of robbing anyone who claimed it as their own. This is equally uncommon."

It's still unclear which of these situations is the case, but one thing is certain: space hulks always hide treasures that are unimaginable to ordinary people.

Even if not, the strike cruiser itself is a treasure.

Leon considered this, and the idea of ​​capturing a strike cruiser was very tempting to him as he did not have any warships at hand.

A warship that hadn't disabled its Geller Point looked like a trap, but it also proved that the warp-like creatures weren't on board yet. At best, they were facing opponents they would have encountered in the real universe.

Horner explained:

"The navy generally doesn't get too close to these space hulks that haven't entered the physical universe. Our usual approach is to get close, fire a few torpedoes, and blow them to pieces. However, our fleet only has armed merchant ships, so this is difficult to implement."

"Another option is to send a boarding party aboard. This practice is rare in the navy, but now that we have the Astartes here, we might be able to try boarding aboard and see what it's like."

This was the suggestion Li Ang had been waiting for: "Let's do it this way."

Horner nodded. Under his command, the forge slowly approached the strike cruiser.

It is not possible to launch boarding torpedoes directly in the subspace. In order to land, the two warships must be close enough.

When the Geller's field wrapped around the battleship came into contact with and merged with the Geller's field of the strike cruiser, the remaining distance between the two ships was once again dominated by the real universe, and landing became possible under such circumstances.

Horner had been cautiously on guard against the cruiser's possible reaction. He didn't breathe a sigh of relief until the two ships were very close and the other side still didn't make any movement.

He signaled to Leon: "Prepare for landing, Lord Leon."

Aside from the Astartes assigned to oversee the merchant fleet, Leon still had around 300 Astartes available. He decided to dispatch a company of 100 men first.

The Astartes, which had already completed its preparations, set off. They reached the strike cruiser via the Thunderhawk gunboat and brought Leon intelligence about the ship.

"The ship's exterior inspection is complete, my lord. This warship is heavily damaged, with traces of battle all over its hull. It must have been subjected to concentrated fire from macro cannons and light spears."

Leon checked the intelligence sent back by the Astartes. He could imagine from the many torn outer armor of the ship how fierce a battle the ship had experienced.

It was a battle in which the enemy was outnumbered and an escape that was doomed to fail.

But it was not destroyed by the enemy's concentrated fire, which means that the enemy did not intend to destroy it in a fleet battle, but intended to capture the battleship.

Strangely, the Astartes did not find any signs of boarding battle or even corpses on the ship.

"interesting."

Li Ang narrowed his eyes. "They were hunted so badly, but there's no sign of them boarding a ship?"

He ordered: "Continue to investigate further. I want to know what happened on this ship."

The Astartes carried out the order. Not long after, another report came through the communicator:

"A body has been found, my lord."

The scene switched, and a corpse wearing Iron Cavalry Terminator armor appeared in the transmitted image.

It lay blankly in the corridor, with a large hole in its chest melted by plasma, but there were no signs of fighting with the Astartes on its body.

Investigators found a destroyed automatic turret not far away. Apparently, the Iron Cavalry Terminator died from the attack of automatic weapons on the ship.

Armidale made a judgment: "There were only automatic weapons. It seems that there were not many people on the cruiser at the time, not even enough to maintain the minimum standard for the operation of a warship."

Li Ang agreed with his judgment, but what attracted him more was the logo on the Iron Cavalry Terminator.

"Turn the body over. I want to see its shoulder armor."

Astarte followed his instructions and turned over the still-uncorrupted corpse, allowing Leon to see the glaring eye-like markings on the other party's red shoulder armor.

Son of Horus.

Things are more than just interesting.

This sign caused a slight commotion among the knowledgeable Astartes.