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

One month is enough for Leon to transform the base into a military fortress.

The expanded base can now accommodate a population of 700,000 to 800,000 people, and has extended four new weapon production lines including the impact-piercing cannon, and the systematic supply is beginning to get on track.

Further away, three mineral processing centers crawl on the ore veins like steel behemoths, converting raw ore into a steady stream of raw materials.

Thanks to the abundance of the virgin world, the initial construction alone had already brought Leon nearly a thousand tons of refined steel and ceramic steel per day. While the numbers weren't large, the speed and results were both impressive.

This brings us to the ceramic alloy technology of the Stars. When Li Ang obtained it on Mars, he hadn't realized that its production method actually had something in common with the ceramic steel production line.

With the support of complete rather than incomplete technology, the ceramic steel produced is superior to other casting worlds in terms of both output and quality, and may become Leon's pillar industry in the future.

Several veins of adamantium were detected, but even on virgin worlds, adamantium was stored deep within the planet. Leon had no time to mine it, which meant that the Leman Russ tanks, the Celestial Map Titans, and the Thor mechs could not be replenished.

"The piercing shockwave cannons that have already been produced can also be used as fixed artillery. The remaining forces are approximately 250,000 undead soldiers and 10,000 elite soldiers wearing CMC power armor, as well as 200 tanks, 50 Tiantu-class mechas, three Thor mechas, and one Warlord-class Titan..."

These forces were more than enough for defense, but what Leon needed was development. If he simply retreated, he would play into the hands of the Eldar.

This is a virgin world after all, and the soul of the world is on the other side.

The production lines in the base were all money-eating behemoths, not to mention the numerous mouths to feed under Li Ang's command. If he couldn't break the deadlock, the opponent would fully utilize their home-field advantage, making it even more difficult for Li Ang to move forward.

They still had to adopt an aggressive posture, deploy troops outside the base, fight against the elves, and seek an opportunity to kill these remnants with one blow.

Leon has always emphasized mobility and flexibility, and vowed to build the Undead Army into an elite force like the Rangers.

But since the opponent is the Eldar who are more flexible than them, Leon doesn't mind using the advantage in numbers and firepower to fight a traditional imperial-style tough battle.

It’s just an urban squat toilet, he used to be the best at it.

Mercado, having withdrawn from the mine, had already taken over command of the Undead Army. The Undead Army, still in orbit, was also transported to the surface one ship at a time, and began to deploy their forces according to Mercado's orders.

Most of the Truth Hunters were also called back, leaving only the hunter team led by Sergeant Arlo to cooperate with Sharokin to continue to spy on the possible location of the Eldar tribe.

The remaining Hunters stayed behind the Undead Army with the Pilots, serving as support for the entire battle line.

Leon imagined that when the impatient Eldar sent their elite troops forward, these forces, including the Titans, would give the Eldar a head-on blow.

To do this, they must first ensure that the Undead Army can withstand the first few rounds of attacks from the Eldar on its own, forcing the Eldar to use their more elite troops when dealing with the Undead Army.

Moreover, they had to make the elves feel uneasy, forcing them to stop hiding and instead take the initiative to attack the defense line of their organization.

In order to achieve this, based on the intelligence sent back by Sharokin, Mercado deliberately pointed the finger at the possible existence of the Savage Eldar tribe.

At this point, Li Ang's preparations were basically completed.

However, in addition to these preparations, Leon also reserved some necessary "little surprises" for the elves.

He specifically contacted Evil Sun, who now commanded a shipload of orcs. When the critical moment came, he believed that the pointy-eared elves would "like" these greenskins.

-

Seeing that the monkeys were showing signs of turning their spearheads towards their tribe, the tribal leader Caledon, who had mobilized all the tribes, felt anxious.

He was the most outstanding dragon rider of the younger generation, having won the position of tribal leader by his record of hunting humans. Now, seeing these humans about to threaten his tribe, his heart was filled with only overflowing rage.

This anger was finally vented on Isram in front of him.

"A month! A whole month! The bigwigs of the Ark just watched those monkeys build their nests on our land?"

"Remain calm, Lord Caledon. It's normal for someone to realize the direction of the tribe from our movements, but he won't actually find out where you are."

"fart!"

Caledon waved his hands violently, his mind reminiscing about the mysterious Astartes who had come and gone without a trace, like a raven, bringing down their sentinels one after another.

"Their reconnaissance team has already reached the edge of our tribe! If we wait any longer, they'll rip our children out of their treehouses like they're robbing a bird's nest! And you, Isram, you've already sent four thousand warriors of the Way of the Warrior, along with those Netherworld constructs. What are you hesitating about? Are you just bringing people to our homeland for sightseeing? Even bringing your dead ancestors along?"

These words were almost an outright humiliation, but Isram didn't feel much anger.

He might indeed be a little scared. Whether it was the annihilated Keldos or the old prophet who gave him so many instructions, he felt this way.

Today, Isram prefers a more conservative approach, even if it harms the interests of the Savage Eldar.

He wanted to wait for Samhan's reinforcements and tried to appease him:

"I understand your anger, but those humans are no ordinary invaders. They possess—"

"Iron coffins and flaming clubs? My grandfather once stabbed an entire army of them with stone spears!"

Caledon scoffed, "We have 10,000 dragon riders and over 70,000 warriors! What monkey can resist such a force?"

Common sense tells us that what he said is true.

Just like the horses of the Krieg Riders aren't actually horses, the Dragoons of the Savage Eldar aren't really just ordinary dragons.

These strange creatures, inherited from the ancient Eldar Empire, are said to have originated from a planet enlightened by the Old Saints and have a long history. Their Deifang Dragon skin is strong enough to withstand ordinary human laser guns, and even explosive bullets cannot cause serious damage to them within a few rounds.

Not to mention that in addition to the regular five or six meter long Deinonychus, there are also a small number of flying pterosaurs and even five huge dinosaur beasts tamed on Eselan.

These behemoths, nearly thirty meters long, were densely packed with Eldar-style laser weapons, fire crystal cannons, each powerful enough to vaporize a Leman Russ tank into molten iron. They were themselves moving mountains and unparalleled battle fortresses.

As for the remaining ordinary wild elves?

Unlike the Ark's path system, the wild elves who have been living in the wilderness have more or less combat capabilities as long as they reach adulthood.

The physical fitness of the Eldar was enough for them to slaughter ordinary Astra Militarum troops like chickens and dogs, but...

Are their enemies really ordinary?

Thinking of those ordinary undead soldiers wearing power armor, and those Astartes who could easily defeat the Aspect Warriors, Isram couldn't help but feel an indescribable fear in his heart.

"This is not cowardice, but caution. Caledon, you must know..."

"Enough! Your words disgust me, Islam. You Ark Eldar always look down on us, treating us like uncivilized savages. But now, who is shrinking? Who is delaying?"

Caledon was not simply angry, he also had practical considerations.

The Savage Eldar were powerful, but they could not withstand exhaustion. Their dragons were originally fed by idyllic grazing.

After discovering the human invasion, Caledon immediately gathered the dragon riders together to prepare for possible human action. However, their food consumption also increased exponentially.

Faced with more than ten thousand dragons gathered together, the elves, who had never worried about food problems, realized for the first time that they might soon face famine.

Psychic energy acceleration isn't feasible on a large scale, and the nourishment of the World Soul must also adhere to objective growth laws. Without knowing when the enemy might attack, Caledon couldn't just release these dragon riders back into the wilderness, letting them forage on their own, and then regroup them only after they were utterly defeated.

Although it was their home turf, the human race was developing too fast. Time was not on their side, and they had to attack.

"We don't need your Nether Constructs, nor do we need any reinforcements. Continuing to avoid fighting will only allow humans to threaten our homeland. I won't let those monkeys pose any threat to our tribe!"

Caledon flipped over and leaped onto a Deinonychus. He held up three fingers and said, as if issuing an ultimatum:

"In three days, three days, my warriors will launch an attack on the Iron Nest that desecrated our planet. Either you join us, or our friendship ends here."

Isram knew that no amount of words could calm the anger.

Compared to the Ark Eldar, which only had 4,000 of them, the Savage Eldar would be the main force in this battle. If they couldn't unite, the battle would only be more brutal.

He nodded reluctantly: "We will participate in this battle."

The Deinonychus pawed the ground excitedly, and the surrounding Savage Eldar roared in excitement as their leader forced his fellow Ark members to bow their heads.

They followed Caledon and turned away. Islam watched them from behind, his psychic vision revealing countless intertwined threads of fate.

One of them was gradually stained with blood.

-

Mercado noticed a change in the Eldar's attitude from the increasing number of reports of attacks.

Inside the makeshift command post, the adjutant was marking all the attack points on the holographic map. All the attack points formed an arc, facing northeast of the Undead Army.

According to the information reported by Sharokin, that place is the only way to the Savage Eldar tribe.

“They can’t wait.”

Mercado made his judgment: "Order all outer troops to withdraw to the defense line and build fortifications on the spot."

Following his orders, the Undead Army began to move.

The bonus brought by CMC power armor is all-round. They wield engineer shovels and can dig criss-cross trenches on the plains in a short time.

After Mercado reported the information to Leon, Leon, who was in charge of the base, also dispatched the penetrating shock cannon. The priests fixed it on the base and used it as a fixed heavy artillery.

Although there were only 10,000 troops wearing power armor, the Undead Army totaled 300,000. They were all brave men who had experienced the battles of Covenant Port and Battle Moon. With enough laser guns and heavy logging, it was not difficult for them to defend the excavated fortifications.

Mercado waited patiently until the first sirens pierced the sky at dawn three days later.

The trees at the edge of the forest suddenly fell down in large numbers, as if flattened by an invisible huge wave.

Then the ground began to tremble.

That was not artillery fire, but the roar of thousands of dragon claws hitting the ground.

"coming!"

The soldiers on the observation tower roared and pressed the alarm.

The Eldar's numerical disadvantage usually makes them not inclined to engage in positional warfare, but the Undead's numerical advantage means they have no chance of bypassing the defense line and attacking the enemy directly.

But this seemed simple to Caledon.

He just needs to let the dragon knight run over it!

Humans had to set up defenses everywhere, but they, with their home-field advantage, could choose the direction of their attack. He only needed to break through the human defenses as quickly as possible, and thus only had to face a portion of the human forces to win.

He had observed that the area he had chosen to attack had only about 30,000 defenders, and the location of the first charge had only a thousand men to concentrate their fire on them. Facing these enemies, Caledon believed that the attack he sent was more than enough.

Mercado had previously ordered his troops to cut down as much of the forest as possible, which was used by the Eldar to hide. Even though the World Soul resisted with all its might, Mercado used various heavy equipment to clear an open area about seven or eight kilometers long.

The first wave of the charge was a thousand Deinonychus, small dragons with bronze-hued scales, each bearing a spear-wielding dragon rider. Their mission was to use a small, elite force to breach the defenses, allowing subsequent troops to advance through the gap and crush the human defenses before they could react.

Their speed is astonishingly fast. If they are allowed to move forward, seven or eight kilometers will be just a blink of an eye for them.

However, to the dragon knights' surprise, the human artillery fire was even faster than the defenders on their line of defense reacted.

Without Mercado's order, the priests in charge of ranging had already received the message from the servo skull patrolling the battlefield, calculated the shooting elements, and guided the penetrating shockwave cannon to fire.

The shells exploded among the dragons, creating dazzling balls of fire. Many Deinonychus were directly hit, their upper bodies, along with their dragon riders, torn into shreds. The remaining parts, driven by inertia, continued forward for dozens of meters before collapsing with a thud.

But more dragon riders cleverly avoided the bombardment range. They passed through the smoke screen and continued to approach the human defense line.

"Go ahead, those monkeys are nothing to be afraid of!"

Caledon roared.

Having witnessed the power of these blaster guns, Isram just watched coldly.

A second round of shelling followed.

Unlike the first time, which had been anticipated, the dragon knights' formation was clearly in disarray. The Eldar who had just completed their evasive maneuvers had no time to adjust again before the high-explosive shells exploded among them.

Many more Dragoons fell than in the first round, but Mercado was not satisfied with the results of the bombardment.

Even though more Eldar fell than in the first round, the momentum of the Eldar charge was not stopped.

If it were the Greenskins, such a volley would be enough to crush them. However, these Eldar and their mounts had amazing reaction speeds, and their small numbers gave them ample room to dodge. Even in the middle of a charge, they could rely on their reaction speed to perform near-teleportation evasions on the battlefield.

Mercado never let his personal feelings get in the way of war, and he didn't think it was wrong to follow Leon now. But when he thought about how it was his kind who had invaded the palace, causing him and his comrades to neglect their duties, and ultimately having their unit's designation stripped by Wangorichi, he still felt a pang of anger.

This emotion required him to teach these elves a more profound lesson.

"Order all artillery groups to abandon salvo fire and switch to scatter fire to expand coverage."

This order means abandoning precision strikes and pursuing suppression effects instead.

If they followed the standard tactics of the Astra Militarum, they should have sacrificed the defenders of the first line of defense at this moment, and indiscriminately covered the abandoned defenders with artillery fire while they were entangled with the Eldar.

But Mercado knew that Leon would never allow such a thing.

But that's okay, they don't need this approach.

Now they can win without any unnecessary sacrifices!

He had already made the elite squads in CMC power armor the backbone of his defense, deploying them at key points along the line. He believed these warriors, unlike the regular Astra Militarum, could support the entire defense system.

"With the CMC forces as the core, prepare for close combat."

Mercado ordered over the comms channel, "Once they cross the minefield, we'll teach these pointy-eared guys a lesson with our chainsaw swords."

The undead army, already well prepared, waited patiently, eager to fight. Their fighting spirit was so high that it seemed unbelievable that they were human troops.

Across from them, Caledon, who had witnessed the encounter of the first group of dragon riders, frowned.

The second round of human bombardment came much faster than Caledon had anticipated; this rate of fire didn't fit his understanding of "monkey technology." The Eldar's sensitivity to emotion allowed him to detect the humans' rising fighting spirit, which also surprised him.

Normal Astra Militarum and even Planetary Defense Forces would not have this level of fighting spirit, and those elite troops like the Storm Heirs were more determined to fulfill their duties and to sacrifice themselves in the end than to have fighting spirit.

What is going on with these humans?