Chapter 263 The Rise of the Primarch: Fire of Thunder (Part 1)

All factories and supporting ancillary facilities in the Human Empire are under the management of the Mechanicus, at least that is what is written in the empire's code and the Mechanicus creed. According to the sacred "Olympian" agreement and the agreement between the Mechanicus and the empire,

All mechanical creations in the galaxy that were born from the great power of Ohm Messiah should belong to the Mechanicus.

Factories, refineries, processing bases and even many mines are within the scope of its agreement, which also includes all technological creations, knowledge, exploration and research links. In short, the Mechanicus theoretically owns everything in the empire and machinery, technological production

Link management and leadership.

But in practice, this is often not the case. You see, the empire is very big. It is ridiculously big in the literal sense. Thousands of planets and hundreds of trillions of people cannot be controlled by a piece of paper, let alone

It is questionable whether many planets are still recorded by the Empire.

Added to this are extremely confusing bureaucratic management issues, political games in various sectors, technological confrontations within the Mechanicus, and the empire’s endless demand for production capacity that can never be filled. This has resulted in the empire not having all of its capabilities in actual operations.

Factories are strictly speaking, "exclusively belonging to the Mechanicus".

In fact, a large number of factories and casting lines in the entire empire are not completely managed by the Mechanicus. Instead, they are set up and managed by various sector governments, governors and businessmen who cooperate with the Astra Militarum. The Mechanicus only sets production standards for these factories.

, regularly dispatching priests to supervise, guide and eliminate technological heretics.

There's nothing strange about this, right? After all, in those vast seas of stars where the sky is high and the emperors are far away, you can't expect everything to be perfect and comply with the complicated regulations of the empire, right?

Among them, some factories still have huge problems even under the "loose" management of the current empire, such as this one.

This huge factory stands in the magnificent virgin forest. Its existence that is incompatible with the surrounding environment makes people unable to take their eyes away.

Steel, concrete and tall chimneys filled this forest clearing. The forest was knocked down and leveled to accommodate these mechanical bodies that could never be satisfied. The roar of countless machines echoed one after another within the high walls of the factory.

, the roaring steel structure crushes, crushes and reorganizes this underground natural core, turning it into nutrients that supply the empire's never-ending war machine.

Thick smoke was emitted from several chimneys in the factory. Outside the high wall, there was a wire wall. The artificial walls surrounding the wire and sharp blades isolated the boundary between the factory and the forest.

Tall sentry towers stand behind high walls, and guards walk on those tall towers with red lights and searchlights flashing. Their rough presence divides steel and nature into two worlds.

Although darkness has long fallen in the forest, the proud creations of mankind have not allowed darkness to envelope this place. Searchlights and spotlights have completely illuminated the road in the forest, and bright lights are also shining in the forest.

They were fully enclosed armored transport vehicles. The tall vehicles rolled forward under the operation of huge wheels. These tanks that shuttled through the forest were like steel beasts. They drove out of the forest towards the factory.

door.

The guard with a gun in front of the iron gate of the factory illuminated by lights waved his arms back. He and the armed guards standing on the road retreated off the road. The armored transport truck drove past them, and the steel door slowly opened.

Driving through the gate.

The bright car lights completely illuminated the open space between the factory and the high wall. The armored transport vehicles quickly parked at the wall. The armed guards inside the factory wall quickly stepped forward and turned the door handle, opening the thick armored iron door and facing towards the factory.

There was a lot of yelling inside.

With the roars, shouts and urgings, the newly arrived visitors jumped out of the car one after another. They carried their bags and ran around the armored car. Guards with guns on both sides shouted instructions to them in front of the factory garage door.

gather.

"Hurry up! Get down! You are not here for sightseeing!" the guard holding the laser gun roared loudly. He watched young people jump out of the carriage one by one. The guard grabbed each person and pushed him down.

A guard, who will tell them where to stand.

The guard at the car door looked at these new recruits and smiled contemptuously. He turned to look at the next person who walked out of the car. He was wearing a black jacket, two laser pistols on his waist, and a unique weapon hanging around his neck.

Silver pendant.

Vito stood at the door of the car and looked at the huge factory in front of him. His eyes looked up along the high walls of the factory. Black smoke was rising from the chimney. The guard looked at Vito and grabbed Vito's clothes and elbows.

He pulled him down, and just as he was about to push Vito, he was slapped away by Vito.

"Bring your dirty hands, idiot, I can go by myself." Vito said forcefully. After tidying up his clothes that were messed up by the guards, he walked to the assembly point. The guards looked at Vito and hesitated to speak.

Then he cursed under his breath and scratched his head, and walked past the edge of the assembled team with his gun in hand.

He jumped on the sandbag on the side, stood next to a heavy laser cannon set up next to the factory garage door, and shouted, "Everyone! You country bumpkins, show me your eyes! Go to the garage to get your weapons and listen to your superiors.

Do you understand your order? We will turn you into real soldiers!"

"Move now, move your lazy butts!" the guard said rudely, jumped off the sandbag, and kicked a local man on the butt without saying a word. The guards around him also started shouting for help.

New people come into the garage and behave like they are herding a herd of sheep.

Vito mingled among the complaining young people. He followed the crowd and took time to take a good look at his surroundings.

I have to say that the defense of this factory is good. Heavy laser cannons are set up behind sandbags, and anti-tank infantry guns are located on the other side. On the high wall above the head, there is a heavy machine gun with its barrel extended out, rotating.

There is even a bolter machine gun on the searchlight tower, with a long bullet chain hanging on the sandbag.

Vito raised his eyebrows jokingly. It seems that the big boss of the factory has spent a lot of money on defense. It's really interesting. Whose attack are they preparing to deal with so that they need these weapons? In short, it must not be the beast in the forest, or

Those are the locals in the settlements.

Vito followed the crowd into the garage, where they were led by roaring guards to pick up weapons. Everyone went to the window of the weapons warehouse to pick up their weapons and ammunition one by one. It didn't take long.

It's Vito's turn.

He walked forward, and the guard behind the weapon window took a bolt gun from the side. He pushed the red gun and several magazines to Vito, who grabbed the weapon in surprise and looked at the weapon with the seal on it.

A bolter with the Skyhawk symbol.

"The kind used by the Sisters of Battle? That's so interesting. Where did you get it?" Vito's question made the guard very impatient. He slammed the table and raised his hands, "How the hell did I know? These days

There’s nothing you can’t get if you have money.”

The guard waved his hands repeatedly to signal Vito to go away. He was immediately dragged away by another guard on the side. He pushed Vito and motioned him to go aside. Vito looked at him and sneered before holding the explosive.

The shotgun went to the assembly point, where the guards who had received the shotgun gathered there.

A guard with bare arms and scars on his thick arms stood on the garage terrace. He stared fiercely at the young people below, "Quiet! Shut up!"

His voice was so loud that even Vito was surprised, but it was indeed very useful. All the young people quieted down and looked at the guard on the table. After Vito walked into the crowd, he also looked up at the guy. He stared at the man in front of him.

Each young man nodded and pushed aside.

"Miss Teresa wants to speak to you, please listen to me! Also, keep your hands!" the strong man said and stepped aside. Vito's eyes were still locked on the strong man at first, and he paid attention to the strong man.

There were several hoses inserted into Han's arms, and the purple liquid in them seemed to be some kind of hormone.

But before Vito had time to identify what the hormone was, he was interrupted by a burst of exclamations from the newcomers around him. He followed the eyes of the young people around him and looked at the table. There was a man wearing tight pants with a slim and quite attractive figure.

The man's woman came up. She stood in front of the strong man with one hand on her hip and looked at everyone.

Her charming smile fascinated everyone, except Vito of course. He looked at the woman. She was beautiful in every sense. Her black and purple waist-length hair was like a black and kind-hearted woman.

The waterfall, those purple eyes are like a pair of gems dotted on that porcelain white face.

Vito looked at the charming woman named Teresia. She gave Vito a familiar feeling, a kind of extremely aggressive beauty without any reality.

Teresia smiled and looked at the newlyweds at the foot of the steps one by one. She paused when her eyes swept over Vito. She narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at Vito with a smile.

Did she find herself? Vito was not sure. Teresia's eyes quickly moved away. Several guards as burly as strong men walked out of the corridor behind her. They all wore masks that could not see their faces.

Only a pair of ominous black and red eyes were exposed, and they stood behind Theresa like an iron wall.

"Welcome everyone. I believe that all gentlemen will fulfill their responsibilities perfectly. On behalf of the refinery and my partners, I welcome you." Her voice was as sweet as a canary's song, and young people were fascinated by her.

, everyone couldn't help but smile stupidly.

Vito narrowed his eyes and looked at Theresia. There was something familiar to Vito about her, a feeling of manipulation and deception. He often saw it in Lilith, so he could recognize the familiar feeling at a glance.

She is a Slaanesh succubus? Vito thought to himself, but before he could take a closer look, Theresia took a few steps back. She smiled and motioned to the strong man beside her, "This is your boss.

Major Bardock, follow his arrangements and we will have a pleasant time together."

Teresia smiled seductively and raised a finger to her lips. She lowered her eyes slightly while smiling, "There is only one thing please remember, don't enter the factory without permission, otherwise you will

It’s a pity that something happened.”

"But I believe in you all, so I wish you all a happy night." Theresa said and turned around to leave. Her butt swayed from side to side to attract everyone's attention. The young people stared at it, but soon they

The pleasant time was interrupted because the strong manager stepped forward to block Theresa's back.

"Put away your idiot eyes! Now assign positions, I said turn your eyes back!" Major Bardock roared and stopped these young people who had never seen time. They looked at the strong man's ridged face.

With a horned face, the latter immediately started assigning positions and giving orders.

This process did not last long. Vito could be sure that his title of colonel was not a nickname. He must have been a colonel of the Astra Militarum. His words were concise and very clear. He was obviously very accustomed to it a long time ago.

Yelled at a group of new recruits.

Vito was assigned to the guard team of the outer wall. This is a very boring position. You need to stand under the high iron wire wall for several hours, holding a bolt gun against the dark forest to observe everything in it.

Most of the time there is nothing there.

He stayed here for an hour or two. During this period, Vito found out the frequency of guard patrols. Of course, more importantly, whether the strong colonel would come to check. The result made Vito very satisfied. The colonel only

I came once an hour ago and then never came again.

This does make sense. To be honest, who would want to come to this boring post located in the southwest corner of the factory, under a separate and lonely sentry tower. It is almost unimportant, and even if someone launches an attack, it will not become a key area.

This satisfied Vito because it meant that no one would notice him immediately if he left. He could sneak into the factory quietly, but there was still a small problem that Vito needed to solve, that is, he was not on guard alone.

Vito turned to look at his "companion" beside him. He was a young local Orion boy. He was put into a group with Vito with a bolt gun, probably to allow the guards to supervise each other. The veteran of the Astra Militarum

It's a routine, let everyone monitor each other to report heretics and traitors, and now if Vito wants to leave, he must not notice it, or in other words, he will not cause any trouble.

"Your name is Kabbah, right? I'm going to the toilet, please help me look after it." Vito smiled and was about to leave with the blaster in hand, but Kabbah pulled him from behind. This rigorous young man shook his head.

He shook his head and said, "Let's solve it here. We can't leave our posts casually."
To be continued...