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

Leon pointed to the rows of Felynx behind him. These little guys were now fully armed. They were wearing armor and holding traps, bomb barrels, hunting knives, and full ammunition boxes. The most conspicuous thing was the hammer made by the Bone Hammer Dragon in Tom's hand.

"I still have them."

Chapter 70: Death Slave Robot.

Leading his own Crusaders, the Deputy Supervisor of Foundry arrived at the entrance of the underground factory.

He had originally envisioned attacking from multiple points to disperse Leon's forces. When Leon had to use Titans to fill the gaps in his battle line, that was when he used his numerical advantage to take down the Titans in one fell swoop.

But the arriving Astra Militarum fleet would not give him time, so he could only launch a fierce attack regardless of casualties.

The enemy resistance on the ground, led by the Imperial Fists, was very tenacious.

Even though he could build a command network covering thousands of people with the help of the Messenger Monks, accurately controlling the actions of every Skitarii soldier within the network and directing every shot, his lack of heavy weaponry left him helpless against the enemy's simple yet impenetrable fortress.

He finally used the light spears of the two cruisers to successively remove the bunkers on the ground, and with the support of the two cruisers, he wiped out all the resistance of the superstructure complex.

But this move also caused the other party to move the Titan deep underground in advance.

He finally reached the entrance to the underground factory where the Titans were hidden, but there were only nine hours left before the Solar Fleet arrived in Maxim.

He was familiar with the structure of this underground factory and understood how much casualties such a modified underground fortress could inflict on the Skitarii who penetrated it without using weapons of mass destruction. But precisely because he had already paid so much, he longed even more for the Titan buried deep underground.

"As long as we can get that Titan..."

The deputy foundry supervisor whispered.

This has become an indelible desire in his logic.

He personally stepped forward and began to decipher the tightly closed underground factory entrance. Perhaps sensing an intruder, the data panel at the factory entrance, originally used for identification, flickered, eventually revealing Leon's image.

In the picture, Leon was sitting in front of the Admiral-class Titan that the Deputy Foundry Supervisor had been longing for. He had his back to the camera, and also to the Deputy Foundry Supervisor.

"Sage of Huangquan No. 8, your days of playing war games with me are over."

The Casting Director said solemnly, "Give me the Warlord-class Titan."

"If you want it, you have to come and get it yourself."

Li Ang stood up and faced the deputy foundry supervisor.

"You already know the rules of the Mechanicus."

"That would have been Maxim's Titan!"

"Really? I think there are only two outcomes for it: either it gets painted with Martian paint, or it gets a last name like me, Li."

Leon pursed his lips and motioned the Deputy Foundry Supervisor to look at the Elu cats who were using the Titan as a cat climbing frame. "Right now, I think He prefers the latter."

Anger rose in the mind of the deputy foundry supervisor. Leon clapped his hands and lit the blade of the solar battle axe in his hand.

"Let's put an end to this, Deputy Foundry Supervisor, once and for all."

The data board's screen dimmed, and Leon's figure disappeared from it. The gate to the underground factory slowly opened, like a silent invitation to the deputy foundry supervisor.

The calculations of the servoskull reminded him that with all the express lanes in the factory blocked, it would take him five hours to reach the Titan on the bottom floor, even without fighting.

But there was no turning back for him.

For his own future, he was at the end of his rope. He had to stake everything on this.

The Mechanicus' transport airship flew in and unloaded nine fully mechanized warriors. Although they still had human heads, their heads were covered by black masks, which also made it impossible to see any trace of humanity in their body structure.

Only metal, this is the Death Slave Robot.

They are mechanical warriors with only a head left. Their fully mechanized bodies allow them to carry more complex and efficient energy systems, allowing them to wield even more formidable "individual" weapons. Their transformation, which reaches the limits of the Mechanicus, has given them individual combat prowess comparable to that of Space Marines.

In fact, many of their modifications share parts with Space Marine power armor, and their all-metal construction makes them even stronger than ordinary Space Marines. In squad-scale clashes, these mechanical Space Marines are even more powerful than Space Marines.

Although high-strength metal transformation also has the side effect of causing angry machine spirits to backfire and eat away at the wetware's brain, eroding its mental capacity, the sages can access the signals of these dead slave mechas and directly take them over, thus eliminating these problems.

Unlike the Skitarii purchased with public funds under the Forge World system, these nine Death Slaves were elite warriors of the Mechanicum who had transcended the consumable stage and were worthy of being called Mechanical Holy Spirits.

In Maxim, a remote village that does not have a complete production line for Space Marine power armor and can only undertake the production of basic armaments for the Astra Militarum, the Deputy Foundry Supervisor sold all his belongings to amass these nine private soldiers.

This was his final bet.

He received the signal from the Death Slave mecha and confirmed his absolute control over it. He then issued a cold command to all the Skitarii behind him:

"go ahead."

The Skitarii army entered the factory and was ambushed by the enemy as expected.

The shrieking roar of explosive shells shattered the silence, and laser beams rained down like a torrential rain. In an instant, the Skitarii's formation was shattered, and iron debris scatters everywhere. Yet, in the same instant, the cracks in the original formation were filled by the following Skitarii. The Iron Warriors of Om Messiah coldly followed the order to advance, returning fire with their weapons.

The width of the battlefield is not enough to support too many Crusaders entering this underground factory at the same time, but the constant supply of reserve troops can ensure that the Crusaders can attack the enemy's positions with maximum intensity at all times.

This is the subtlety of the refueling tactic, but it takes a lot of time to wear down the enemy with this method.

Unfortunately, time is what the deputy foundry supervisor lacks the most.

The Deputy Foundry Supervisor stepped onto the battlefield. He ignored the Crusaders who were still fighting with the enemy, and instead led his own Death Slave Mechas to advance deeper.

The stance shield generators installed on the modified Servants ensured that no stray bullets could get close to the Deputy Foundry Supervisor, while the Death Slave Mechas efficiently slaughtered any enemy who dared to stand in the way of the Deputy Foundry Supervisor.

Only a Space Marine could handle the Forge Master and his personal army, but it was a matter of choice.

If they pulled out Space Marines to stop the Forge Supervisor, then the front line lacking Space Marines' support would be easily defeated by the Skitarii. But if they did not stop the Forge Supervisor, then they could only watch the Forge Supervisor and his team go deep into the underground.

Li Ang chose the latter. He took the initiative to command his troops to make way for the deputy supervisor of foundry to go deep underground, and only used some traps as a delay.

He wanted to separate the Deputy Foundry Supervisor and the Guardians.

This was a risky decision, but Li Ang believed that the deputy foundry supervisor could not refuse the invitation.

Sages are silicon-based animals that feed on logic and probability.

If he led the Skitarii to attack, the Foundry Supervisor would likely need more time than the nine-hour deadline. However, if he advanced alone and seized control of the factory from within, the Deputy Foundry Supervisor could quickly dismantle the resistance within and recapture the Titan.

This was also a choice Li Ang presented to the Deputy Foundry Supervisor. The Director had to use his own logic and calculated probabilities to weigh the two options. But as long as the Deputy Foundry Supervisor believed he could win the game against Li Ang, he would definitely choose the latter.

That's exactly what happened.

As they went deeper underground, the connection between the Deputy Foundry Supervisor and the Crusaders gradually weakened. Without the unified command of the Deputy Foundry Supervisor, the Crusaders' offensive was no longer as fierce as before.

Although they continued to advance thanks to their numerical advantage, the Astartes who had not come to stop the Deputy Forge Supervisor were now launching layers of resistance against the Skitarii. Close combat in confined spaces was the Astartes' forte, and the Skitarii's advance could only be described as slow.

The positive situation has been stabilized, the only problem lies with Li Ang.

When the deputy foundry supervisor, covered in smoke, found Li Ang with the remaining five death slave mechas, Li Ang had just finished making careful arrangements for his battle site.

Standing beneath the Titan, he turned to look at the Deputy Foundry Supervisor and realized that the explosive barrels and paralysis traps he had previously arranged with the Felyne cats had at least had some effect. However, the Deputy Foundry Supervisor's own combat power had not been significantly weakened, so this would still be a fierce battle.

Chapter 71 You are the challenger!

The gap between sages is greater than the gap between humans and dogs. Leon, who was born in the second-level forging world Huangquan No. 8, is very clear about this.

From the few first-level forge worlds to the fourth-level forge worlds that span the empire, every forge world has sages. But can the sages of the first-level forge worlds be compared with those of the fourth-level forge worlds?

Sometimes the two aren't even the same species.

As a third-level forge world, Maxim's possession of its own Titan Legion had already surprised Leon, and the subsequent arrival of the Rust Seekers was also somewhat unexpected. And now, when the Deputy Forge Supervisor and his Death Slave Mechas shoved Leon in the face, Leon truly felt envious.

This deputy foundry supervisor has so many good stuff in his hands. He was not so rich even when he was at Huangquan No. 8!

The deputy foundry supervisor felt Li Ang's undisguised greed, but he had expected this.

How could a sage who intends to take advantage of the chaos to seize an entire forging world be a normal person?

"I didn't expect you to lead me right in front of you."

The Deputy Foundry Supervisor surveyed the battlefield Leon had chosen. This was the deepest part of the underground factory, where the central control console was located. And the Titan was even on the elevator that led directly to the surface.

The most important thing is that after various scans, he still did not find any biological signals here except Leon and his pet cats.

This means that Leon is really fighting him alone.

A provocation? Or perhaps something more profound?

The deputy foundry supervisor didn't know, but judging by the current situation, he was very sure that he was close to the victory he wanted.

He stepped into the battlefield where Leon was waiting for him. As he entered, the gears of the elevator made a slight sound of connection, and the entire platform, carrying the Titan, slowly rose upwards.

"It seems you've chosen a convenient grave for yourself, Sage from Huangquan No. 8."

The Deputy Foundry Supervisor, having revealed all his cards, proudly stated, "I believe you should have prepared more than this, but no matter how much a biological sage prepares, this is all he can do."

The countless possibilities pointing to a 100% chance of winning gave the casting director the confidence to be so proud. The remaining five death slave mechas lined up behind him, pointing the cold muzzles of their guns at Leon.

"No matter how much preparation you make, it's all in vain. Do you dare to defy me, a mecha with Death Slaves?"

Looking at the multi-barreled lasers and lightning guns emitting particle beams in the hands of the Death Slave Robots aimed at him, Leon just waved his finger.

The Felynx stood behind Leon tacitly. Some of them even wore armor, and some held small hunting knives or hammers in their hands.

"You may have misunderstood something."

Li Ang said, "Let me make it clear in advance that you are the challenger!"

"I don't know how high the sky is!"

Li Ang's words instantly angered the deputy foundry supervisor, and even the emotion suppressor could not stop his excitement.

He thought he had prepared himself mentally, but the other party's attitude of not taking him seriously at all still easily aroused his anger.

His consciousness instantly took control of the five Death Slaves. Under his control, the five Death Slaves opened fire in unison. Under the guidance of the Deputy Foundry Supervisor, particle beams and lasers instantly blocked all of Leon's evasive routes!

Leon wasn't afraid; his energy shield was his strength. He dodged most of the attacks, then used his shield to absorb two or three lasers. Then, he deployed his weapons and launched a counterattack, determined not to be outdone.

Leon hurriedly made some enhancements to himself for this battle. The electricity and explosive barrage gushing out from the weapons temporarily welded to his body had the momentum to overwhelm the Death Slave Mechas.

But the Death Slaves are not afraid of explosive bombs and electric currents. After their entire bodies have been metallized and their anti-interference capabilities have been enhanced, the only things they need to avoid are bullets aimed at their heads to prevent the wet parts under their masks from being directly destroyed.

However, the rain of bullets fired by Leon was so dense that he could not move, shoot, and protect his mask at the same time.

The Deputy Foundry Supervisor stared intently at Leon, who dodged and swerved but never stopped firing. He had seen energy shields in the previous, ineffective attack on Lifar, and he had also seen the Elucats rescued from the Skitarii on the battlefield. But he had never imagined that the combination of the two would be more troublesome than he had anticipated.

Leon used his energy shield to absorb the unavoidable attacks, maintaining his firing stance. Meanwhile, the Felyne took turns raising their psychic shields, delivering bundles of ammunition to Leon and helping him reload, ensuring a near-constant counterattack. The Death Slaves, needing to protect their visors, were forced to remain stationary and return fire, leading to a brief stalemate in the exchange of fire.

Would this stalemate last? Logic told the deputy casting supervisor that it was impossible.

There is a limit to the amount of energy an individual can carry. He has already figured out that the reason Leon only uses physical ammunition and not energy weapons is because he allocates his own energy to his strange shield to the maximum extent.

This method certainly allows Leon to last a long time, but what happens when the energy runs out? What happens when the weapon firing the physical ammunition overheats?

A battle that can only maintain a stalemate will inevitably lead to Leon's failure. No wise man would engage in such a futile act!

He must have a hidden trick up his sleeve that could reduce his own numbers!

The vigilant Deputy Foundry Supervisor maintained the offensive while collecting every ray of information on the battlefield. He noticed that in a corner of the battlefield, a group of Felynx had already begun to move.

Most of the Felynx moved across the battlefield, using Leon's time to suppress the Death Slaves to lay paralysis traps on the ground. The remaining Felynx, wearing armor and holding small bone hammers, lowered their bodies and used their agility to quickly attack the Death Slaves.

What kind of trick is this?

The deputy foundry supervisor was a little unsure for a moment, but his logical center still judged that Leon's purpose in doing this was to create opportunities for this group of Felynx.

The Deputy Casting Supervisor had no idea what weapon Felucat was holding. The hammer, made from the bones of an unknown creature, didn't look like a power weapon capable of damaging a Death Slave. But having seen the Monster Hunter weapons wielded by Space Marines, he felt a special wariness about this unusual weapon.

But if you want to suppress the barrage of bullets and let the Death Slave Robot avoid the hammer of the Felyne...

The casting director's gaze shifted to the paralysis traps set by Felyne around the Death Slaves.

He had seen this thing before while going deep underground. These traps that would temporarily stun the Death Slave Robots, combined with those special exploding barrels, had previously caused him considerable trouble. But rather than being hit by that strange-looking hammer, the Casting Director preferred to let the Death Slave Robots freeze for a moment under this non-lethal barrage of bullets.

When faced with two evils, choose the lesser one. This is the simplest logic, and the casting director naturally understands this.

But the important thing is that he believes that Li Ang also understands this truth!

Chapter 72: Victory beyond logic.

He knew that his opponent was not a guy who played by the rules. Ever since Li Ang used logic to trick him, the deputy foundry supervisor had been wary of this possibility.

According to conventional logic, the Deputy Foundry Supervisor should have directed the Death Slave Mechas to avoid the hammers and take on the paralysis traps he had previously understood. This way, he would have anticipated what would happen next and could make his next move accordingly.

But what if this conventional logic plays into Li Ang's hands?

As long as the previous actions of Huangquan Sage No. 8 are taken into account in the weight of judgment, the probability of this happening is actually very high!

In just half a second, the deputy foundry supervisor had made the decision.

The three Death Slave Mechas were still maintaining their firepower to suppress Leon, while the remaining two Death Slave Mechas put away their guns.