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

"How could you possibly think of bringing back an alien?"

Amidel had no choice but to recount to Leon the events of their final escape, emphasizing in particular how the young technician, who had previously taken advantage of Elucat's inattention and had managed to kill the orc warlord at the last moment.

His action aroused the curiosity of the veterans. They opened the hatch and pulled the young technician, who was about to be turned into bacon outside the ship, into the cabin. The young technician did not resist and became their prisoner quite obediently.

"So, this is why you brought me an alien prisoner?"

Leon asked.

Armidale nodded honestly.

"Shouldn't you just kill him?"

"But this is a greenskin that can take out his own boss... We thought you might be interested."

Armidale explained with a hint of embarrassment. The veterans behind him nodded without hesitation.

"But you are the Imperial Fists now..."

Le Ang had a headache. This group of veterans of the Second Legion might have the ability to absorb alien genes, so they had a strange collecting habit for aliens.

But normally, the Astartes were supposed to eliminate all xenos; this was ingrained into their DNA. Even those who had fallen into disarray would put aside their conflict with the Empire and join forces with it to crush the xenos.

In this situation, they even went out of their way to capture the alien, which seemed too strange.

Amidel suddenly realized that their past experiences in the Legion and living alone in the wilderness had made them ignore this problem. Remembering the strange looks from the Space Marines around him, he raised his pistol and wanted to kill the greenskin.

But Leon stopped him.

"There's no need to do that. He's already been captured, so it's not too late to get some information and then kill him."

He cleared his throat, facing the caged Gearboy, and switched his language system to the deep Orcish: "Next, I'll ask questions, and you answer. Do you understand me?"

The technician nodded. His face wasn't the usual ferocious look of an orc, but a gentle one that allowed for communication. "Are you the leader of this gang of canned food guys?"

"I didn't say you could ask questions."

Leon was surprised at the boy's intelligence. Although many orcs have enough intelligence to communicate with humans, their crazy thinking does not support them to communicate rationally.

This guy is obviously an outlier among the orcs who only know how to kill and Waaa's feet Agh.

He showed some interest in the greenskin, but didn't show it: "Tell me who you are."

"My name is Xie Ri."

The greenskin answered honestly: "I'm a technician boy, and my dream is to build the fastest and most powerful thing!"

Xie Ri's tone rose slightly at the end, and he was obviously a little emotional when talking about his dream.

This in itself was enough to surprise Leon.

Oh my god, orcs can also have dreams?

Xie Ri continued, "I've seen you guys, these little techies, build a lot of cool stuff. Since you're the boss of these canned kids, then the big ship they're riding on must have been built by you, too?"

Li Ang nodded, agreeing with Xie Ri's statement. Xie Ri's eyes suddenly gleamed, and he pounced on the cage: "To be able to create something this exciting, you must be the most awesomely skilled person in the world!"

The surrounding warriors raised their weapons in alert, but Leon waved them down. He sensed a bit of admiration for the tech guy from his performance, which made him feel a strong emotion towards the greenskin in front of him.

Xie Ri's excitement grew so intense that he even started gesticulating. "I want to follow you and become your henchman! I'll build something even faster and more powerful than before! That way, I'll definitely become the most awesome and skilled tycoon!"

The previous surprise turned into a kind of absurdity, and the idea proposed by the other party almost made Li Ang laugh.

A greenskin actually said he wanted to learn technology from a mechanical priest?

"This is impossible."

He denied it without hesitation.

"Just take me in, I can do anything!"

"But you're a greenskin."

Leon waved his hand, and Amidel stepped forward, understanding. He asked, "Should we kill him?"

"Do not……"

Leon pondered. Although it was impossible for him to accept this greenskin as a follower, he did find this unique greenskin quite interesting. "Keep him for now. Put him on the Hunter. Don't take him out."

Armidale followed his orders. Several soldiers from the Second Legion lifted the iron cage containing the orc and began to carry the green-skinned boy away. Leon then ordered, "We must go to the infirmary first. I must personally treat the wounded who need treatment, to prevent the pharmacists of the Fist of the Paragon from noticing any flaws."

"After that?"

Adjutant Aibo was more concerned about the next plan.

"After that, we must return to Maxim and continue organizing our defense. While we don't know why the orc warlords are fighting among themselves, the probability of the last warlord letting Maxim go is no more than 1%."

"I don't think so."

A stuttering low Gothic voice came from behind. Everyone, including Leon, turned around in surprise and looked at the greenskin who was about to be carried away.

It was he who spoke in that crude, low-Gothic language.

"Can you speak human language?"

Li Ang became interested again.

"I thought I would."

This answer was quite unremarkable. Several soldiers had no choice but to carry the technician back to Leon. Leon asked, "What do you mean by 'you don't think it's possible'?"

"I think the 'priest' who was able to trick my former boss is about as smart as me. If it were me, I wouldn't attack Xiami right now."

Priest? What kind of bizarre nickname is that for an orc warlord?

"Don't you want to get your hands on human products?"

"A shrimpy scrap heap is certainly exciting, but I wouldn't start a fight over it. Right now, the Priest is the biggest greenskin force around. I think he could easily gather the other guys and become the biggest, whaaaaghest warlord in this area. By then, not only would a shrimpy scrap planet be a wasteland, but the entire surrounding area would be covered in the Priest's mushroom farm."

This is indeed the truth...

If a special technical guy has this kind of thinking, then Leon really believes that the greenskins can come up with such a strategy.

But when did orcs become so smart?

Chapter 118 The Orc’s Mind.

Orcs are not stupid, and are even quite cunning, but simple thinking is indeed their hallmark.

As a race that has existed in the Warhammer universe for tens of thousands of years, the Greenskins can hardly be called a civilization most of the time. They are more like a mobile disaster wreaking havoc in the universe.

They can build a huge orc interstellar empire through killing and conquest, but the social structure centered on warlords will also cause them to quickly collapse due to the death of the orc warlords.

If it were any other hive-mind group, they would definitely place their mother body under layers of protection at the rear, just like the Tyranid swarm.

But the orc leader will actively challenge the strongest enemy in a duel in order to make himself bigger and more powerful.

This forced the orcs to resort to single combat, regardless of their actions. This fighting style made long-term thinking nearly impossible. No matter how clever they were, these beasts only squandered their intelligence on the immediate kill and the waaagh.

But the technical guy in front of him broke Leon's long-held impression of the greenskins, and reminded him of the warlord Boneslayer in later generations who claimed to be able to communicate with the Greenskins and made three strategic deployments for the siege of Armageddon.

He realized that these orcs might really have some long-term plans.

Leon walked quickly towards the bridge of the Hunter. He observed through the porthole and found that the battleship belonging to the 'Priest' was still within the range of his optical capture device.

It was still shelling the other battleship.

With the Ork Warlord already dead, the remaining power wasn't enough to maintain the integrity of another battleship. The exploding thrusters caused the entire battleship to begin spinning in the vacuum, and the armor plates began to separate from the main body piece by piece as it spun.

Under the ravages of artillery fire, its damaged area began to gradually expand, and fragments and parts were thrown out of the main body, among which were many terrified orc boys.

After confirming the battleship's resistance had collapsed, the Priest's battleship unleashed several gravity weapons similar to the ones Leon had seen on the Battle Moon. It secured the other battleship, and the group of boys excitedly rushed onto the collapsed battleship.

Elsewhere, the remaining Orc cruisers had also towed several larger pieces of the Abomination's wreckage to this location. Another group of boys excitedly rushed forward to harvest the scrap they had longed for.

The overall situation was quite 'leisurely', and Leon really didn't see that the last orc warlord had any intention of pursuing the Imperial fleet.

This means that what the technician boy said is very likely true.

Li Ang clicked his tongue.

The situation took a turn he had never expected.

This group of orcs no longer want to fight, but instead want to start farming and developing!

The unexpected development disrupted Leon's previous plan. Although this also meant that Maxim should not be threatened again in the short term, it was not necessarily a good thing for Maxim not to be attacked.

Leon thought of Thorne's previous concerns about the ultimate leadership of the High Wall.

He had not worried about this issue before, because in the end, the High Wall was now under the obedience of Thorne, the leadership of Kurland, and the proposal of Leon. Through Kurland's respect for himself, Leon and the other two had firmly grasped the leadership of the coalition.

As the saying goes, reforms are not appropriate during wartime. If war continues, this dominance will be unlikely to undergo any major changes.

Even if the new members are the Black Templars, since they don't understand the current battle situation as well as Leon and the others, as long as they consider the overall situation, they can only choose to recognize Kurland's leadership.

At that time, Leon could gradually infiltrate their influence into the Black Templars during the battle. Even if some orders were different from the Black Templars' ideas, they would obey them reluctantly in the overall situation of fighting against the greenskins.

But what if there is no war to fight next?

The struggle for power has always been an unavoidable topic in human history, and this is no exception for superhumans like the Astartes.

This has nothing to do with whether the people involved in the struggle are insects or not. Even if everyone is a dedicated ascetic, they will have differences over the choice of plan.

Especially the Black Templars who advocate "Attack, attack again!" and the Imperial Fists who are eager to return to Terra's aid...

As long as the Black Templars can sort out their thoughts, Leon feels that they will definitely come up with an offensive option for the next direction of the High Wall Alliance - this option will definitely be inconsistent with the ideas of the Imperial Fists.

If they all think their own solution is the most correct...

The more Li Ang thought about it, the more terrifying it became.

It's a good thing that Maxim won't be attacked in the short term, but this good thing may instead leave an unbridgeable crack in the final wall.

Of course, the orc warlords who started farming and developing over there could not have taken this into consideration... but this result appeared due to the accumulation of layers of factors.

What kind of variable is this?

Li Ang felt it was difficult to explain, but he seemed to vaguely see Jianqi's big hand.

Drafted? It must be Tzeentch’s conspiracy!

He didn't know that Tzeentch's big hand was also hovering over the amazing wisdom of the orc warlord opposite, but it was never wrong to curse Tzeentch anyway.

But after scolding, he still had to consider how to deal with the upcoming mess.

Leon's original plan was to use the Final Wall for defense while developing Maxim into his base. But now that the external enemy has vanished, no matter what the Black Templars or the Imperial Fists' plans are, they certainly won't want to linger in Maxim any longer.

He had to make some new preparations.

The urgency of the matter made Leon unwilling to stay here any longer, but it also made him see the extra value of this technician boy. He ordered:

"I'm going to the operating room first. You guys put on this green belt and wait for me outside. If anyone asks, just say this is the experimental subject I asked you to capture."

He wanted to leave the Hunter after giving his orders, but Armidale stopped Leon and said, "There's something I haven't shown you yet."

"Time is running out, let's talk as we go."

Leon didn't look back. He hurriedly got off the Hunter, but the thing handed to him by Amidel made him turn around on the spot, and he rolled and crawled back to the Hunter.

Looking at the pitch-black power sword in front of him, Leon opened his mouth wide, and the shock in his heart was beyond words.

"Holy crap, what the hell did you give Mao?!"

"I do not know."

Armidale was honest as always. "We didn't even notice the sword at first. Fey found it, and we don't know what it is. But it looks pretty impressive, and I thought you'd be interested."

"Can you please stop bringing everything home?!"

Leon grabbed Tom Cat, who had been trying to take credit but was now trying to escape, and gave him a slap on the head: "Amidel, you didn't let the Black Templars who came back with you see this thing, did you?"

"should not."

"When I was about to go down, there shouldn't have been any Black Templars looking at us, right?"

"Probably... not either."

"That's good."

Li Ang breathed a sigh of relief. "If there is, then let's not worry about what to do if the Imperial Fists ask us to test the gene seed later. Let's just pack up our belongings and run."

Chapter 119: Curbing Division.

The soldiers of the Second Legion looked at each other, led by Amidel. Leon could see the doubt on their faces.