After shaking hands with Bahram, Artkus noticed Jacob holding the company flag. There was a trophy stand behind this warrior's power armor, with an alien head that had been treated with antiseptic technology strung on it. It obviously came from a huge
The target even looks fresh.
Artecus Badan pointed behind Jacob.
"Is that a Tyranid?"
Bahram nodded and replied:
"The leader of a Genestealer lair was captured by this warrior alone."
"Clan leader, this is a very dangerous target. I didn't expect that the Star Knights' recruit company has such powerful warriors."
After a brief compliment, he turned his attention to Bahram and said in a very candid tone:
"I have heard the story of the Astral Knights from the brink of destruction to their re-emergence, and I deeply agree with the concept of the Alliance of Suffering. Only by helping each other can the Astartes overcome difficulties together, because most of the institutions of the empire have no regard for us.
They only want to be wary or even hostile, they just want to restrict us, destroy us, and turn us into a baton in their hands."
Bahram did not respond to these words, but after thinking for a moment, he said softly:
"The Astartes respecting and obeying the High Lords Council is a requirement of the Holy Code and the Primarchs. We... must not violate this basic principle first."
"Of course, loyalty to the throne is the fundamental principle of every Astartes."
"So, Chapter Master Artkus, have you heard of a radical sect in the Inquisition called the Xanthus?"
Although the other party concealed it very well, Bahram still noticed Artkus's flash of unnaturalness.
"We understand a little bit, but we are not interested in the mess inside the Inquisition."
Seeing that the other party was unwilling to admit it, Bahram did not ask further questions, but instead said:
"In the Maelstrom Expedition, we fought against the heretics of the Red Pirates. These fallen ones used various witchcraft, demonic weapons, and even directly summoned demons. Many of them were once loyal warriors of the empire, but they were tempted by Chaos.
He has become a twisted enemy of mankind and has lost the freedom of his soul. However, such an enemy is undoubtedly very difficult to deal with. Captain Artkus, what would you normally do if you encounter such a powerful enemy?
?”
"Think tank brothers will find the enemy's weakness, and then we will launch a fierce attack on that weakness until the opponent is completely eliminated!"
Bahram smiled slightly.
"It's a pity that our Chapter still doesn't have a think tank."
This surprised Artkus.
"not even one?"
"not even one."
"That..."
"We use untouchables."
"Untouchable?"
"Yes, just like the Sisters of Silence in the past, we use trained untouchables to cut off the enemy's connection with the subspace, including their witchcraft and those chaos instruments, turning them into waste."
Artkus pursed his lips and responded with some embarrassment:
"Good...good idea."
"Because our chapter leader once said that subspace is a sea, demons are fish in the sea, and we are people on the shore. If we have to go into the sea to compete with the fish in speed, or even catch them, then we will never do it.
The one who wins may even be dragged into the sea and drowned by the opponent. The best way is to drag the opponent ashore and then trample him to death with one kick. Don't race with the enemy on the enemy's track. You will never win.
There are many ways to defeat the enemy, and using the enemy's methods is the worst choice, because you cannot be more skilled than the enemy, you will only be brought to the same level by the enemy, and then defeated by the opponent with richer experience."
"That's not necessarily the case."
Bahram's words finally had the effect he wanted. A terminator from the Relic Chapter made a voice. Bahram noticed that the terminator had a power sword on his waist. This was normal, but the other party had a power sword on his waist.
The rune stones and some decorations are abnormal.
If he guessed correctly, this is a think tank, a think tank wearing a Terminator.
Artkus turned to look at the warrior who spoke, who had already turned around and walked over.
"Moore, return to the team."
"Chapter Commander, I would like to ask Captain Bahram for advice."
Before Artkus could speak, Bahram immediately agreed:
"Sure, do you have any questions?"
"I don't agree with your statement that untouchables can solve the problem of subspace enemies. They are mortals themselves, too weak and need protection. When encountering real heretical and powerful enemies, they are of no use at all. They can only come from subspace.
Only with the strength can we fight against it.”
"Oh? I don't agree with this. Are you a think tank?"
"Yes, my brothers and I once worked together to destroy a great demon of Nurgle."
Bahram smiled and nodded.
"It is indeed very powerful, but it cannot be used as an argument."
"How can that be used as an argument?"
"as always."
"as always."
The think tank nodded and turned to look at his chapter leader.
"Chapter Commander, I will have a friendly duel with Captain Bahram, please allow me."
"this..."
Artkus seemed hesitant, Arash did not expect that things would develop like this, and frowned, but Bahram raised his hand indifferently.
"It's no problem. Everyone just clicks. And they're all wearing Terminators, so no one can be hurt."
Seeing Bahram's behavior, Artkus knew that it would be too weak to disagree, so he nodded.
"Then let's stop there."
Then the two came to the center of the hall, with people around them watching from a hundred meters away.
Think Tank pulled out his sword, and Bahram immediately drew out the Broken Horn Star. Looking at the orange-red plasma light on the blade, Think Tank was a little surprised.
"Isn't this a power sword?"
"The Plasma Sword is a gift from the Maelstrom. Don't worry, there is nothing like demons in it."
Hearing Bahram's seemingly hinted words, Thinktank immediately moved and struck Bahram's abdomen with the sword in his hand at an abnormally fast speed.
Boom!
The next second, his sword blade was swung away. The think tank was surprised by the opponent's strength and immediately stabilized his body. He pretended to move to the left with his sword, but then turned the attack direction to the right and struck Bahram diagonally from above.
However, the opponent effortlessly passed by the violent sword blade like a beam of light, and the plasma sword struck his wrist.
In the midst of lightning and flint, the Think Tank suddenly moved. Bahram's sword only cut through an afterimage. Then the Think Tank, who was far away from the opponent, raised his hand, and the lightning flashes were like a giant octopus using its tentacles to launch an ambush.
Under the influence of strong current and psychic energy, all images were instantly blurred.
But a shocking scene occurred. Bahram raised his sword to resist the lightning, and then the think tank suddenly "turned off". He bent down and grabbed the helmet with one hand, which seemed painful. When he raised his head, the opponent's sword blade
Already pressing down on his throat.
Think Tank swallowed and raised his free hand in surrender.