Chapter 161 Nonsense, escape from death
Without waiting for the tomb technician's order, the double-barreled Gauss blast guns and particle cannons held by all the immortals were aimed at Fu Qinghai and old man Hu Xian.
Immortals are a level higher than the Necron warriors. They are still tall humanoid metal skeletons, but their metal limbs and torsos are thicker and their joints are more flexible than the slender appearance of the Necromancer warriors. The weapons used are also more powerful.
The IQ of the undead warriors is not even as good as that of the servitors of the human empire. The immortals were professional soldiers of the Necrontyr before they were alive. After the biological transformation, many memories disappeared, but their IQs are still higher than that of the servitors, so they know that when Fu Qinghai Don't shoot casually while holding the Tomb Technician's Pym Ray Pistol.
It's just that the Immortal doesn't like to talk, and his movements and tactics are a bit stiff and dull, and he looks like a servitor without independent consciousness.
The double-barreled Gauss blaster was charging, and the particle muzzle lit up with green light.
"Wait a moment!"
Fu Qinghai raised his hand and interrupted:
"Dear Tomb Technician, you can speak Low Gothic, right?"
Fu Qinghai recalled the last moments before he left the Warhammer 40K universe, and heard this guy's rather pretentious soliloquy.
The long-handled staff in the tomb technician's hand was gently lifted, and the immortals stopped moving their guns.
He can control the actions of the immortals through the Internet of Thoughts. What is the significance of raising his staff? Fu Qinghai thought to himself.
"What do you want to say, human, to beg my forgiveness?"
A cold voice came from the tomb technician's slightly opened and closed mouth.
There is nothing strange about a tomb technician who can speak Low Gothic. After all, the Human Empire is currently the apparent ruler of the galaxy. It is normal for a guy who wakes up early due to an accident to accidentally capture a few humans for study. , maybe studying the Low Gothic language learned by the Ant-Man Reincarnator.
Well, a Necron who speaks Low Gothic and has not yet been infected by the Curse of the Skinner can communicate.
"I'm not asking for your forgiveness. I'm just using honorifics because I'm polite."
Fu Qinghai took out the Pym ray pistol, raised it and said to the tomb technician:
"I have your research results in my hands, and I'm here to negotiate with you."
The tomb technician said calmly:
"What qualifications does a thief have to negotiate with the owner? Unfortunately, human being, you have overestimated the value of this research result to me. If you peeked at my holographic emerald, you should know that the research process has been recorded in my In my mind, this little pistol has only a commemorative meaning for me."
"Oh, is it so?"
Fu Qinghai said with a smile:
"If you can really record the experimental process with your own brain, why use the holographic emerald? Now the holographic emerald has been destroyed by your men, and from my observation, you have not been able to completely replicate this magic. Particles, right?”
Fu Qinghai has used the Pym ray pistol countless times in the Marvel comic universe. He has long been aware of the effects of the Tomb Technician's copied Pym ray.
But for the tomb technician, this was very surprising. The human in front of him had never pulled the trigger of the Pym ray pistol. How did he know that he had failed to completely copy the Pym particles?
There was a different meaning in the tomb technician's cold voice:
"Human, can you understand my experimental process?"
Fu Qinghai said boldly:
"You think humans are too stupid. Your experiment is not complicated. I can understand your methods and ideas just by looking at it."
In fact, Fu Qinghai could only roughly guess the purpose of the tomb technician's experiment: trying to copy Pym particles, and could not understand the rest.
After being slightly surprised, the tomb technician did not express much, but said:
"Oh, well, a smart human being, I hope you can take your smugness with you before you die."
Fu Qinghai raised the Pym ray pistol in his hand:
"Shoot."
Tomb Technician:
"Put the pistol down and I'll let you go."
Fu Qinghai shook his head:
"No, let's get out of here first, and then I'll give you the pistol."
The tomb technician asked:
"Why should I believe you?"
Fu Qinghai answered the rhetorical question with a rhetorical question:
"Then why should I believe you?"
"So what are you going to do?"
"Let us leave this tomb world, and then I will return the pistol to you."
"Instead of doing this, I might as well destroy you now."
The tomb technician dropped his harsh words.
"No more pistols?"
Fu Qinghai asked.
"I can accept it being destroyed, there's no point in challenging my boundaries, human."
Seeing that the tomb technician was no longer entangled with him over the pistol, Fu Qinghai changed the topic again:
"Are you sure you want to fight here? You don't want your tomb world anymore?"
The tomb technician said coldly every word:
"I even gave up my research results, so I don't care about the damage to the tomb world. What do you think, human being?"
"Well..." Fu Qinghai muttered:
"I think you still have to think about it carefully, Tomb Technician, my personal suggestion..."
As Fu Qinghai spoke, he pulled out the Qingzhiya chain saw sword from his waist, but did not start the chain saw belt motor and high frequency vibration, but continued to speak patiently:
"The two of us are not so easy to kill. You saw the battle just now. The speed of your group of immortals is very slow in our eyes."
Fu Qinghai paused deliberately, wanting to see the tomb technician's reaction, but found that there was no wave on his metal skull face.
Fu Qinghai gently pressed the saw teeth of the chain sword against the remains of the experimental bench next to him, and a clearly visible scratch appeared. The living metal was as soft as plastic in front of the real Adamantium alloy. Fu Qinghai continued:
"Moreover, we can bounce Gaussian rays, bounce particle beams, and so on, don't you think so?"
Fu Qinghai deliberately reminded the tomb technician that old man Hu Xian had just bounced back the Gaussian rays with his sword, almost causing an immortal to be decomposed by the Gaussian rays he shot.
The Necrons are the technological ceiling of the Warhammer 40K universe. Among the long-range weapons in their arsenal, there are no live weapons anymore. They are either Gaussian fission rays, antimatter particle beams, or Tesla arcs.
That's because they have never encountered a Jedi Knight and don't know how buggy the combination of Force + lightsaber is.
Fu Qinghai knew the perversion of lightsabers, so he insisted that live ammunition weapons still had value. Not to mention kinetic killing, he said that after encountering Jedi or Sith warriors, they might be able to block the bullets of live ammunition weapons, but they would not be able to kill them. rebound.
"So, I sincerely suggest that you carefully consider the consequences of starting a war with us."
Fu Qinghai said sincerely.
Old man Hu Xian held a lightsaber in his hand and looked up at Fu Qinghai with some confusion.
He had been getting along with Fu Qinghai for several months, teaching him fighting techniques and lightsaber swordsmanship, and he also understood the young man's temperament and character.
Fu Qinghai has never been the kind of person who is nagging or nagging.
Normally, he would make a preliminary judgment on the enemy's strength. If he could fight, he would fight on the spot. If he couldn't fight, he would run away. He would not go around the enemy with endless nonsense like he does now.
What is he waiting for?
Fu Qinghai also felt the doubtful gaze cast by the old man Hu Xian. He shook his head inconspicuously and signaled the old man to be calm.
Fu Qinghai was talking to the tomb technician, and he was a little anxious:
Why haven't you come here yet? I remember that the traces I left along the way were quite obvious.
The tomb technician also noticed something was wrong, and he asked in a deep voice:
"Human, what are you stalling on? I don't understand."
"Perhaps it is difficult for you short-lived races to understand that the life span of the Necron is infinite. I can stand here motionless and chat with you for a hundred years without any problems. We have a lot of patience, but you are... It’s consuming your little time and wasting your life!”
"I advise you to make a decision as soon as possible."
The tomb technician is right. For the Necrons who have gained immortality after biological transformation, time has lost its meaning. The kings can quarrel for decades over trivial matters. Research by the prophet Orikan The ancient Pharaoh Nieves's starry box, he plunged into it with all his computing power and calculated it for two hundred years, during which time he burned the brains of eighteen tomb technicians.
As two living creatures, Fu Qinghai and old man Hu Xian could not accompany the Necrons to work here without eating, drinking or sleeping.
The one who should be anxious is not the tomb technician, but Fu Qinghai.
Fu Qinghai narrowed his eyes, clenched the Qingzhiya in his hand, and secretly made up his mind:
If you haven't come yet, then let's fight to the death.
at this time.
A loud and loud roar came from the passage behind Fu Qinghai and old man Hu Xian:
"Waaaaaaaagh——"
Fu Qinghai grinned and smiled.
finally come.
Accompanied by roars, dense footsteps echoed in the passage and gradually moved closer.
The tomb technician's one eye, which exuded a faint green light, visibly flickered for a moment.
He raised the long-handled staff in his hand, pointed it at Fu Qinghai, and shouted:
"What did you bring here?"
Fu Qinghai grabbed the old man Hu Xian and hid to the side of the passage, laughing and saying:
"you guess!"
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!"
The moment Fu Qinghai stepped out of the way, a large group of green-skinned boys holding bone knives and stone blades burst into the laboratory, shouting.
The tomb technician looked at this group of wild orcs wearing animal skins, hanging bone chains, and feathers, stepping on his beloved laboratory with their dirty big feet. He was suddenly filled with anger and his heart was dripping. Blood!
He waved his staff and roared:
"Attack! Kill them, kill them all!"
"Everything" here, of course, includes Fu Qinghai and old man Hu Xian.
Thick green light beams burst out from the muzzle one after another, and the dense light beams instantly filled the entire laboratory.
"Ouch!"
The Gaussian disintegration ray shot at the Orc's body, instantly peeling off the skin layer by layer, revealing the scarlet flesh and pale bones inside, and even the squirming internal organs. The victim let out a heart-rending scream. Voice.
The double-barreled Gauss blaster gun in the hands of the Immortal is much more powerful and has a faster rate of fire than the Gauss separation gun used by the Necromancer Warriors. Several Orcs who came in were shot continuously and were directly hit by the green flash. Pierced in rows and rows!
When the particle bombardment hit the bodies of the orcs, the annihilation caused by the contact between the antimatter particles and flesh and blood directly exploded their entire bodies into red and green pieces.
However, the orcs were still pouring in in a steady stream.
Fu Qinghai took the old man Hu Xian and hid in a corner of the laboratory in advance. Facing the incoming Gaussian rays, the old man Hu Xian took the lead and stood in front of Fu Qinghai, waving the lightsaber in his hand like an electric fan, "biu" "biu" and "biu" bounced the Gaussian rays back one after another, allowing the immortals to feel the feeling of their bodies being peeled off.
In fact, it is just like what Fu Qinghai himself and the tomb technician analyzed.
When it comes to a real fight, Space Marines + Jedi Knights face a group of immortals led by Tomb Technicians. It's not impossible to fight. They can fight and have a chance of winning.
Mainly relying on old man Hu Xian's lightsaber to bounce back long-range attacks such as energy rays and particle beams. It is meaningless to talk about armor material in front of Gaussian rays. It can only be replaced by the thickness of the armor. Fu Qinghai's Blue Shell The power armor is thick enough to withstand one or two rounds, but it shouldn't be able to penetrate even one shot.
But Fu Qinghai didn't want to fight because there were many variables and he couldn't be sure:
The tomb technician in front of him only leads a few immortals. Is it because there are only a few immortals in this tomb world, or because... due to the restrictions of the recovery agreement, the tomb technician can only awaken these few immortals?
After the Silent King Szarak destroyed the Master Control Agreement and left the river, the first few of the Necron Emperors to awaken established a resurrection council, using programming protocols in the minds of lower-level Necrons. There are limits on the number of people who can be revived.
Accidental awakening and forced awakening can cause great damage to the sanity of the Necron.
No matter how small or dilapidated the tomb world is, it is impossible to rely on just a few immortals to support the scene. However, the threats faced prevent the tomb technicians from violating the recovery agreement and forcibly awakening the soldiers.
But that doesn't mean he can't do it when pressed.
This is one of them.
Secondly, the existence of the tomb technician itself is also a big variable factor.
Tomb Technician is the general term for Necron engineers and technicians. It can be compared to the Tech-Priests of the Human Empire. Technologist is a title and level among Tomb Technicians. It is analogous to Master Quinto, who is the biological sage among Tech-Priests. By.
Like the Tech-Priest, the combat effectiveness of the Tomb Technician is difficult to quantify in a simple manner like the Necromancer, Immortal, and Destroyer.
The strength of a tomb technician's personal combat effectiveness depends on the knowledge he possesses and the equipment in his hands.
Fu Qinghai couldn't understand whether the long-handled staff in the hand of the tomb technician in front of him was the staff of the abyss, the magic spear or the staff of eternity. The three represented the psychic, ionist and time among the tomb technicians respectively. Warlocks are not easy to mess with.
There are also tomb technicians among the Necrons who are purely focused on research and are not good at combat.
But Fu Qinghai didn't want to gamble on this possibility.
Isn't betting that your enemy can't fight the same as betting that your gun has no bullets?
Thirdly, the tomb technician was worried that Fu Qinghai would break his small pistol and laboratory. Fu Qinghai was also worried that the trophies he had worked so hard to assimilate from the Marvel comic universe would be destroyed by Gauss rays and particle beams.
Whenever a point is touched in battle, the assimilation points are equal to white flowers.
Therefore, Fu Qinghai has been nagging the tomb technician to delay the process.
Just waiting for the wild orcs to follow the traces left by the two of them and track them here.
When Fu Qinghai and old man Hu Xian broke through, they almost killed the Orcs surrounding the ruins, but more escaped.
From the moment he saw the giant Scrooge, Fu Qinghai was convinced that the orc tribe on the other side of the river was definitely not the only orc tribe on the planet, and there must be more powerful tribes nearby.
The wild orcs are good at tracking. When Fu Qinghai took old man Hu Xian to find the entrance to the Necron tomb, he did not cover his tracks at all. To be honest, the two-meter-five-meter little giant was very fast moving in the dense jungle. It's difficult to completely cover up your whereabouts.
Coupled with the time spent eating barbecue and waiting for the aurora to appear at night, as well as the time the two of them spent exploring the tomb world and spending time in the laboratory, Fu Qinghai calculated that the new orc tribe would soon catch up.
Only then did he decide to buy time with the tomb technician.
If this plan fails, then we will fight again.
No matter how spacious the laboratory is, it can't withstand the continuous influx of Orcs. Soon, a wild boy led a few big-mouthed Biting Scrooges and rushed to Fu Qinghai and old man Hu Xian. Start an indiscriminate attack.
A three-way melee!
The tomb technicians were even more uncomfortable. The weapons of the Necrons were so powerful that they often killed at the atomic and molecular level. Fu Qinghai even doubted that his own Blue Fang, which was made of True Adamantium alloy, could not withstand Gauss. He didn't want to try the ray stripping either.
But the embarrassing situation now is that when the Gauss ray hits the Space Marine's ceramite armor, it will hit a large piece of it. If it hits the weak point of the armor, it can kill a Space Marine with one shot. And the Ork Orc with naked armor will also be killed. One shot at a time.
It feels like... shooting mosquitoes with a rifle.
At that time, someone proposed the idea of using unmanned boats to siege the US aircraft carrier fleet in offshore island chains, which may be based on this idea.
The rate of fire of the double-barreled Gauss blaster can't keep up with the influx of Orcs, Gruts, and Scrooges.
As long as the orc boss who gave the orders is still alive, the morale of the orcs will not collapse no matter how heavy the casualties are.
The entire tomb world began to tremble, and rumbling sounds came from the depths.
The tomb technicians will ignore the restrictions of the recovery protocol and forcibly awaken more undead troops.
"Buzz!" "Buzz"
Two different modes of vibration sounds sounded in the chain sword.
Fu Qinghai and old man Hu Xian fought against the flow of orcs. This time, it was Fu Qinghai who took the lead and stood in front of old man Hu Xian. He swung the Green Teeth chain sword like a whirlwind and cut through the bloody bones. A bloody road.
Fu Qinghai looked back for the last time. The long-handled staff in the tomb technician's hand emitted a dazzling scorching beam, burning the green-skinned boys into two pieces.
Oh, the Scepter of Light, the one with the weakest combat power among the tomb technicians.
Fu Qinghai turned around, concentrated on killing the enemy, and worked hard to break out of the encirclement.
No matter how many orcs there are, the stone blade and bone blade in his hand will be like scratching the blue shell power armor. Fu Qinghai would rather face the slashing and axe-cutting of massive orcs than be stripped away by a Necron. Gaussian rays, so this time it was Fu Qinghai who led the old man Hu Xian to break out.
It is very difficult to go against the tide of beasts in the not-so-wide passage. Fortunately, Fu Qinghai is covered in armor and is not afraid of attacks and sneak attacks from all directions. The Qingzhiya chain sword in his hand is indestructible and will never roll. The blade, no matter how many orcs have been chopped down and countless skulls and flesh chopped into pieces, is still as sharp as ever.
Finally, Fu Qinghai's armor was covered with plasma, and the two of them returned to the exit with green light coming out. From here, from this crack, they could escape from the pocket dimension where the tomb world is located!
Fu Qinghai held the old man Hu Xian in his arms. The huge jetpack behind him made the roar of a turbofan, and blazing white plasma flames spurted out a long wake. Fu Qinghai knocked away a bunch of Orcs blocking the way, straight into the air. Fly out of the crack.
"Uh-huh!"
The scenery in front of me suddenly changed!
Blue sky, white clouds, green leaves, mountains.
Appeared in sight again.
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Thank you for criticizing Chen, the invasion was like fire and thunder, all the names that came to mind were taken, book friend 2018*5450, Dashengzhai, for the reward!
It is still the same as the previous setting of lightsaber + force to cut armors except Mandalorian alloy. I also set the energy beam and particle beam reflected by the lightsaber to be unique effects after being blessed by the force.