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Chapter 658 Death for money and man

Rozim considers himself not a particularly courageous person, but due to his status as a former Space Marine candidate, he is much braver than ordinary people in doing things.

Of course, this doesn't include delivering food to a bunch of greenskins.

But who asked the other party to give so much? When he received the strange radio signal and heard that the other party was willing to give a lot of jewelry, he was immediately tempted.

But he is not stupid either. He knows the virtues of green skins. However, when he found out that the person who sent him the message was the cook of the green skinned warlord Bonecrusher, he understood what happened——

That guy could no longer cook food that satisfied the warlord and was in danger of losing his head at any time, so he had to ask for "foreign aid."

And that guy also made it very clear that as long as Rozim disguised himself a little, he could keep Rozim fine.

This kind of big deal was a rare opportunity for Rozim, who was currently short of funds, so he gritted his teeth and made up his mind——

Done!

The first step was to borrow Loken's cutting-edge shuttle. This was not difficult. Rozim only paid a few vouchers for his secret restaurant.

Then, it’s a matter of finding a suitable driver.

"The Almighty Mechanical God has bestowed upon them incomparable vitality."

Faya assured Rozim with a pleasant voice, but the stern look in his eyes as he stared at the operation panel made Rozim a little uneasy.

"They all operate smoothly within rated parameters."

This Mechanicus priest usually keeps a low profile in the war group, but what is Rozim? In terms of well-informedness, few people in the war group can surpass him. He even knows the existence of people like Luko.

Although Falla seems a bit weak and cowardly, because he is a psyker himself, he has high talents and attainments in psionic equipment.

It's just that the Astral Knight doesn't seem to have much need for psychic equipment, so he seems very transparent.

But his ability is what Rozim needs, because with the help of Falla's psychic equipment, the shuttle can easily avoid all detection equipment and achieve physical invisibility.

"But if you ask me, using a flawless boat like mine to do this is overkill."

Afterwards, Faya complained in a low voice, but Rozim took good care of him and often helped him find some rare materials - the materials required for psychic equipment are different from those of conventional machinery, and many of them are

It's biomass, and within the war group, only Rozim has access to a large amount of rare biomass.

"Honestly, your job is pretty easy."

"You call this relaxing?"

Falla was a little excited and danced her arms.

"Half the systems on the ship have to be rewired, and those things have to be integrated..."

At this time, the shuttle had quietly left the Unbound Soul and entered the orbit of the planet.

Rozim stood by the window. Looking from this height, the world under his feet was like a strange pearl shining with mysterious light of grey, blue and white. The volcanic ash floating in the atmosphere covered the planet.

Through the thin veil, one can vaguely see long mountains and blocked valleys, which are enough to accommodate a medium-sized city.

Large expanses of ocean are located at the north and south ends of the planet's main continent, and the tropical jungle in the center of the main continent is also faintly visible.

"Prepare to enter the atmosphere."

Faya's voice sounded, and before Rozim could respond, a wave of dizziness hit him.

The overloaded shuttle collided with the gradually thickening atmosphere from time to time, like a stone constantly being bounced from the lake or the ground. Rozim's face was suddenly dripping with sweat, and even his stomach was shaking again and again.

Rising up to rebel is like spraying your lunch in this narrow compartment.

But he relied on perseverance to resist the cramps in his abdomen. He could not allow this kind of image that would damage his tall and glorious image to happen, let alone become the laughing stock of people in the future because of vomiting.

It didn't matter where he was seen by anyone, he had to hold on no matter what.

“Good driving skills.”

Gritting his teeth, the leader of the group restaurant said half-jokingly, and forced a forced smile.

"Oops, we're locked."

Five minutes later, the words Rozim least wanted to hear appeared, although Faya who said these words seemed calm and organized.

"Your device... failed?"

"No, it shouldn't be. The other party may have just captured something, but it will still be some time before it fires."

"What to do now?"

"I'm going to speed up. There may be some bumps for a while, and we will have a certain deviation from the scheduled landing location, within thirty kilometers."

"I believe you can do it."

Rozim tried his best to encourage Falla, and then staggered back to his seat.

After that, it seemed like I waited for a long time, but in fact, it only lasted a minute or two.

He heard Faya chattering about some data, but Rozim knew nothing about these and could only desperately restrain the pessimistic thoughts such as "we will fall to death" and "we will be shot down" that were growing in his heart.

In fact, Falla had always appeared to be sophisticated and calm. He controlled the descent of the shuttle with only a few brief instructions. This left a deep impression on him. Only then did he realize that his life was entrusted to a very reliable company.

in the hands of people.

But this impression only lasted for a total of ten seconds. Suddenly, a violent impact penetrated his spine and hit his skull, forcing the air out of his lungs.

The astonishing loud noise that reverberated through the machine reminded Rozim of the scene of the ammunition depot explosion. He could only inhale desperately to relieve the pain in his lungs, and tried hard to dispel the hazy vision in front of him.

If he didn't have a physique far beyond that of ordinary people, this might have killed him.

The scream of twisted metal was disturbing, and Rozim's teeth chattered. After a while, all the noise disappeared.

Falla walked out of the cab and looked at Rozim.

"I told you, we can land successfully."

As soon as he finished speaking, he vomited at Rozim's feet.

After more than ten seconds, Falla returned to normal.

"You wait here for me for a while."

Before departure, Rozim warned the other party.

"If I don't come back after three days, go find Loken quickly. He knows what to do."

After saying that, he left the cabin of the shuttle.

The weather outside was worse than his most pessimistic expectations, and before fully experiencing the severe weather filled with volcanic ash, Rozim even had hopes for it.

They landed in a jungle clearing, surrounded by tall vegetation, which was just enough to cover the shuttle. After activating the invisible shield, the naked eye could not detect a machine here.

Rozim took out the organic paint he had prepared in advance and painted his exposed skin green. Then he buried his face in the scarf and carefully breathed through it to prevent inhaling the ashes and to prevent being greened.

The skins were discovered.

Even so, he still prepared two fangs in his mouth in case of emergency.

With his physical appearance and the fact that he could speak a little bit of Occitan, Rozim believed that he would be safe enough when encountering the greenskins, so he set off towards the predetermined location with his huge luggage on his back.


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