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

"As long as Lifar didn't find anything, they could easily lie and say it was just a small-scale outbreak that wouldn't affect Maxim, so they could continue their secret transfer. But our arrival disrupted their plans. We brought the news of the Greenskins' impending invasion to the Foundry Council, making it difficult for them to conceal it."

"So they're providing us with basic supplies, because supporting an Astartes Chapter would demonstrate their resolve to resist to those unsuspecting priests?"

Kurland was still a little bit unbelievable: "But why would they do this?"

"Then we'll have to discuss the organizational structure of the Mechanicus... But don't worry, I'll only give you the simplest and clearest explanation."

Chapter 58: Seizure Plan.

"The Mechanicum is a selfish organization, and it always has been."

Leon knocked on the floor, signaling Kurland to pay attention to the small forge assigned to him.

"This forge may have belonged to a deceased Mechanic Priest before... But that's not important. What's important is that once you become a Mechanic Priest, you'll be assigned a small workshop like this on the Forge World. You can conduct your private experiments here, and everything here will become your personal property."

"So guess what happens when a Forge World that isn't large enough to be relocated is evacuated?"

Kurland understood a little: "These priests will lose all their personal wealth..."

Leon nodded. "That's right. Those riches are what allow them to advance further in the Mechanicus. If a Mechanicus priest loses these things, it's no different from killing him directly."

"When the Magi evacuated, they would take their knowledge with them, move their most valuable production lines into their forges, and even take a number of their mechanical priests with them—but this was not out of pity. It was because their status as Magi required these things to maintain. As for the rest, they never cared."

"So they don't dare announce their intention to abandon this Forge World because they're afraid of rebellion from the Mechanicus below?"

Kurland grasped the key point. "Once the news is released, will the priests, who have no chance to evacuate but are unwilling to give up their wealth, start a civil war?"

"This is it, and this is our chance to seize this Forge World."

Leon walked towards the rooftop, looked at the planet's spaceport from afar, then turned and looked back at Kurland.

"Well, isn't this more exciting than your plan to seize the Astropath Relay? Would you consider joining me in this endeavor?"

Kurland was silent.

Of course he trusted Sage No. 8 of Huangquan, who led the Imperial Fists veterans out of Cthonia.

But even though Li Ang didn't mention a single word about the risks, he could still sense the undercurrents surging beneath this plan.

Conservatively, he should reject the plan and return to Terra as soon as possible to organize a defense against the orcs.

But without some unconventional measures, could the Imperial Fists truly hold Terra?

He wasn't sure.

Although he was standing in front of Leon, Kurland vaguely felt some of the pressure his genetic father had to bear during the siege of Terra.

He tried to convince himself to give up the idea of ​​taking risks and try his best to rescue Terra, but he always felt that there was another voice in his heart telling him that he had to do more than just try his best.

If Terra still can't hold on after trying her best, what's the point of trying?

"I only hope you have a complete plan, Sage Leon."

Kurland sighed, "I don't want my decision to destroy the Imperial Fists, which you just pulled back from the brink."

This answer was equivalent to acquiescence, and Li Ang was quite satisfied with it.

Tenacity does not mean following the rules, and the Black Templar's deep-seated fanaticism is also a side of the Son of Dorne. But Leon's satisfaction does not lie in this. He is only happy that Kurland is willing to join this plan led by him.

This means unconditional trust.

"Without further ado, what are your plans?"

Kurland made the decision decisively: "How should we spread the news that the Forge Director is about to abandon this planet? What tasks do my warriors and I need to take on?"

"The Foundry Director still controls the Maxim Foundry World. He holds the voice of this world. Just relying on rumors is not enough."

Leon denied Kurland: "Even if this Forge World were to fall into chaos, with only a hundred Astartes we wouldn't be able to gain the upper hand in the battlefield civil strife."

"So what exactly is your plan...?"

"We're going to start by forging the most powerful group in the world."

Li Ang said meaningfully.

He remembered the Titan captain with burgundy hair and blue eyes. He was looking at the battle moon carefully, obviously considering the greenskins as his opponents.

"Sage Lifar was previously in charge of monitoring Captain Titan's health. Let's start with him."

Leaving Kurland and the remaining warriors waiting for their organs to be repaired, Leon set out to find Sage Lifar.

Compared to Leon and his companions, who were still able to move freely within a certain range, Sage Lifar, who had brought Leon back, was in a worse situation. Like Leon, he was placed in a small forge that he did not own, but he was not allowed to take a single step out.

But if he didn't come out, Leon could still go in. He quickly obtained permission to enter and met with the bitter-faced Sage Lifar.

"Sage Lifar, have you been free lately?"

"Stop talking! You were talking about a reward, but I've been locked up here for five days and haven't even left! That old bastard Augustus said he put me here because he might interrogate me, but he hasn't come to see me once in five days!"

After finally catching someone, it turned out to be the culprit who harmed him. Lifar started complaining as soon as he came up.

Li Ang just listened to him complaining with a smile, and only asked a question indifferently at the end.

"Have you ever wondered why Augustus imprisoned you here?"

"why?"

Lifar frowned and thought for a moment, "Because I have a grudge against him?"

"Think further. The entire Forge World has heard of the Greenskin invasion. If the Forge Director truly wants to confirm whether the situation is true, then he should send his trusted confidants to investigate."

"Why didn't he send his own trusted confidants? Why would he give such an important mission to you, who would definitely mess it up? Why doesn't he care that you might bring wrong information?"

Lifar realized something and his face turned pale. He looked at Leon with pleading eyes:

"Stop talking!"

But Li Ang ruthlessly extinguished his last hope.

"There is only one answer!"

"Sage Lifar! Your foundry director has known about the greenskins for a long time, he just doesn't want the priests below to know!"

"Whether you're sent to investigate or placed under house arrest after the investigation, the goal is simply to prevent the spread of news of the Greenskins' imminent arrival!"

From this moment on, Lifar's face turned a truly pale color.

He shot up from his seat and reached out to destroy the surveillance equipment, but Leon's voice came from behind him:

"Don't worry, I had already prepared the fake scene when I came in."

Lifar turned around and looked at Leon, his expression not improving at all.

"I've just walked into a tiger's den and a wolf's lair..."

He had a mournful look on his face, having obviously guessed that Li Ang, who had come prepared, wouldn't just be looking for him to reminisce about the past: "You've just caused me to spend five days in solitary confinement. Please let me go!"

"Hey, what are you talking about?"

Leon hugged Lifar's shoulders with the same passion he had on Diamond Star: "How could I have harmed you before? It's just that your director, who only wanted to escape without a fight, didn't see your efforts and value!"

"He put you, who is familiar with this Forge World, in solitary confinement just to prevent the news of the orcs' approaching arrival from leaking out, allowing him to escape. Don't you want to fight back against such a Forge Director? Only by fighting back will your efforts be truly rewarded!"

"But……"

Lifar was still hesitating. Rather than retaliating, he wanted to protect his own piece of land more.

"And think about it, why wouldn't he want the priests to know? Isn't it because the evacuation capacity is limited, and he only wants to take his own assets and not the priests? Even though you're a sage, you and he don't get along. He definitely won't take you with him when he evacuates, right?"

"Are you willing to let all your wealth go to waste? If the greenskin army approaches, will you really be able to grab a ship to evacuate the Forge World while you are imprisoned here?"

Leon's words broke Lifar's defenses and became the last straw that broke the camel's back. He clenched his teeth, a hint of cruelty on his face.

"Done! What do you need?"

Li Ang smiled, knowing that his plan had taken the third step.

"You don't need to do anything. You should still remember the structure of the Titan Order, right?"

Chapter 59: Felyne in action.

In this world dominated by machines, abandoned pipe networks are like dark rivers lurking beneath the steel skeleton.

No one knew where these pipes led, nor was anyone sure what would happen if they were disturbed. Humanity had been unable to figure out the sewers they had designed beneath a metropolis after only two hundred years, and the Mechanicum was no exception.

All attempts to remove abandoned pipes were discontinued after some attempts resulted in the sacred machinery inexplicably stalling. The Mechanicus simply laid a new layer of pipes on top of these, thus constructing a layered iron planet.

These abandoned pipes often become a haven for certain mutant creatures on the forging planet. Unless they affect the operation of the machinery, the priests of the Mechanicus usually leave these mutant creatures alone.

However, in the harsh natural environment of the Forge World, the only mutants that could survive were insects or rats. The invading Felynx quickly wiped out these mutants and ruled their small kingdom within the abandoned pipes.

Relying on the location that Sage Lifar pointed out on the blueprint by memory, Leon, who realized that the Titans were stored in the hangar underground, came up with the idea of ​​allowing the Felynes to use these abandoned pipes to go deep underground, so as to go to the Titan Order without permission.

But even on a mere third-level forge world, its abandoned pipelines were complex enough. Furthermore, to avoid detection, they had to act with extreme caution. It took Leon and the Felynx about four days to finally find the abandoned pipeline leading to the vicinity of the Titan Order.

There wasn't much time left, but it was enough.

As the rusty metal pipes snaked downward, Tom Cat deftly navigated the veins that once connected the Forge World's life. Amidst the repetitive sound of hydraulics, he passed through several creaking valves and quietly lurked at a ventilation vent near the Titan Convent.

As the core of the Forge World's armaments, the Titan's location was bound to have layers of protection. However, the nature of the hangar dictated that it must have maintenance rooms, ventilation holes, and a large number of personnel entering and exiting.

Following Leon's instructions, Tom cut the cable of an exhaust fan in half, then quietly lurked on the ceiling, waiting for the fan speed to decrease.

The sound of footsteps broke the silence of this place where only the machines were running. Two mechanical priests were coming from the corridor under the ceiling.

"Maintenance, maintenance, endless maintenance all day long."

A voice came through the ceiling, sounding a little distorted, as if it was coming from some low-quality communicator.

"Can't we do something more meaningful?"

"I heard that the Titan Legion is about to set out to support the front line in the fight against the greenskins."

Another voice replied: "If you find the repetition here boring, perhaps you can join the priests accompanying the army."

"No! I don't want to be a laborer on the front lines! I want to do experiments, experiments like those sages do! I don't want to waste my whole life on maintenance and combat, with no hope of climbing up the ladder!"

"Actually, I heard some rumors about this transfer order. They said the Titan Legion wasn't going to the front lines to support the battle, but was using the transfer order to evacuate Maxim."

"Evacuate, why?"

Two mechanical priests retrieved a scaffolding and lifted the ceiling. One of them climbed up and peered into the exhaust fan vent. Luckily, he spotted the damaged cable before even starting the scan. Realizing that the bite of some mutant creature had caused this simple malfunction, the priest breathed a sigh of relief.

He turned off the fan, then lowered his head and looked at the colleague who asked the question.

"Give me a spare cable... and, do you really not know why we need to evacuate?"

Tom took advantage of the fan's downtime to slip through and successfully enter the Titan Gnarl, leaving the two mechanical priests' discussion behind. However, the discussion behind them gradually escalated into an argument, and even after they were far away, they could still hear fragments of their words.

"Our foundry director values ​​the production line more than our lives. Do you think he would be willing to abandon the production line on this planet that has been blessed by the Om Messiah?"

"With a formidable enemy at the door, the best way to preserve your wealth is to flee. Haven't you heard about the fall of Ending? As for me, our foundry director from Mars has already been secretly preparing to return to Mars!"

"Then Endin is not on the same warp route as us! But you are right, I may have to consider joining the military chaplaincy..."

Distrust of the Forge Council had quietly spread among the priests, but this was not enough. Felucat went deep into the heart of the hangar and observed the Titans inside with a scrutinizing gaze.

Through the visual information reported by Tom, Leon immediately noticed the only Warrior-class Titan in the hangar.

The ancient Mars-Alpha Titan stood quietly, its towering figure almost touching the top of the warehouse, like a towering statue, and the logo of this Titan Legion was painted on the polished and new adamantine armor plates of the Titan's arms.

"Gate of Destiny" Titan Order.

Although the Titan's system is still dormant, the Vulcan super-heavy bombs and volcanic cannons mounted on its arms still demonstrate the terrifying power of this divine machine.

It's a shame this Titan doesn't have any additional weaponry on its shoulder armor, but just standing here is proof enough to prove why the Mechanicus can stand on equal footing with the Empire.

"interesting."

Leon used Tom's vision to observe the Titan. He could tell from its weapons that the Titan was not designed to fight against aliens, but was specialized in combat within the Empire.

The Volcano Cannon, the Empire's most powerful laser weapon, can quickly overload the void shields of important armored targets, while the Vulcan Giant Bolter can easily defeat groups of infantry.

In terms of purpose, this Titan's armament was clearly designed for civil war.

Although this set of weapons is slightly weak against the greenskins, the Forge Council, which had no intention of using this thing to fight the greenskins, certainly has no reason to give up this big guy that can maintain their status in the Mechanicus.

"It's a pity, I don't know if it can be used by me."

Leon felt a little regretful. However, more important than obtaining the Titan was to plunge the planet into civil strife.

The debugging work of this Titan has obviously come to an end. The busy mechanical priests are now focusing their main attention on checking and debugging the external cables and gears.

Tom Cat carefully sneaked into the interior of the Titan. He carried an electronic virus carefully written by Leon, the purpose of which was to make the Titan temporarily out of control for a period of time after it was turned on.