The brunette girl with a ponytail walked through the dark and chaotic cabin. The computer system of the 40K world was not very consistent with the traditional computer she had encountered in the past. It seemed that part of it was composed of creatures - she guessed that this might be one of the so-called "machine souls".

This is true. After a historical rebellion of artificial intelligence, traditional electronic intelligence has become a prohibited technology of the Mechanical Divine Cult. At present, a considerable number of the computing systems of the human empire use wet parts - artificially cultivated biological brains. The most powerful mass-produced force of the Empire Mechanical Divine Cult - Titans.

A Titan, known as the "Mechanic of God", is the ultimate weapon that traverses the battlefield. They are as tall as huge mountains. Many Titans need thousands of years (or even longer) to be manufactured. Many slave workers who cast the world can only complete some of the components in their lifetime, and hundreds of generations can complete an ultimate weapon representing the wrath of the God Emperor. A Titan requires hundreds of drivers to operate at the same time to move. The Titan Captain needs to connect his brain to the nerves of the Titan, and there is an unmistakable "soul" in it - the controllers of this Titan's past dynasties, their memories and thoughts are left in the wet parts of the Titan and merge into the soul of the power of the god.

Because she first encountered such a biological computer, Gaiqi failed to invade and find a spaceship map or something like that. However, she did not make any major mistakes along the rough direction. When she ran to the middle of the cabin, she began to encounter scattered orc commandos.

"roar--"

"goodbye."

The girl raised a shotgun picked up from the hand of a dead sailor on the ground, and shot into the face of the three-meter-high green orc. The guy held a machete in his right hand and a shoddy local firearm in his left hand. After being shot, he was not dead for a while. He slashed over with a knife. The girl blocked her sideways and made a hoarse friction sound of metal attacks.

The power is about... less than two tons.

This was just a mixed fish-level strength. The girl couldn't help but grin and smiled when she encountered a challenge. She rubbed her numb arms. She snatched the big pistol from the other party's hand, and drilled into the other party's arms and fired two shots. The large-caliber live-fire semi-automatic pistol had a deafening sound and huge recoil, but the power was indeed huge.

“First-Blood.”

In the next fifteen minutes, the semi-silver slim figure walked through the cabin of fighting like a ball of bullets that would never stop. She carried weapons that could be replaced at any time, sometimes orc pistols, sometimes giant machetes. Sometimes she just used laser rifles and ion rifles to spread the orc deaths everywhere. The fierce offensive of the Greenskin Commando teams was almost relieved by her. Although she could not kill these orcs in a short period of time, with her help, the soldiers of the Imperial Army, who had heavy casualties, had a chance to breathe and could reorganize the defense line in a few minutes.

The real purpose of the mechanical warlock is actually almost the same as that of the orcs. The confident girl just wants to find a fight, and then take this opportunity to get familiar with the weapons and equipment of this universe - the effect is very significant. In this process, she has figured out the imperial ordnance structure she can receive through the erosion of nanomechanical particles. The principle is not complicated, except for those standard energy batteries that she doesn't understand very much.

The orc weapons are the other extreme. The structure of each orc gun is almost different! Each gun seems to be the orc's own talent, with a large number of messy and seemingly useless devices, but the power is surprisingly great - this seems... not very scientific!

Fifteen minutes later, the girl rushed wildly to the stern of the spaceship, following the traces left by the orcs along the way. After passing through several air-tight doors, she found the passage where the orcs rushed in. This was a large maintenance passage. After the spaceship shell was destroyed, a large number of orc assault fighter planes were parked and bolted against this crack.

Looking at these simple assault ships floating in space, the girl thought about it. These things didn't look very stable, and probably only the stupid orcs dared to ride on these assault ships... and those who are not afraid of the vacuum of the universe.

"Come on! Go ahead four!"

The girl jumped onto an assault ship, groped for the approximate operating system, and then pushed a bone lever hard.

Boom - A red current erupted from the tail of a five-meter-long red assault airship, and the high-powered wild engine represents the will of its predecessor's master to squirt out flames - speed! Speed ​​is happiness! Redder! Faster! Waaaagh! (The most important words in the orc's battle cry and language can basically refer to all common words in orc's life, which roughly means "we are here.")

"Wow, ahhhhhhhhhhh--"

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Littering. Lord Tie Skull stood in the captain's room in a motionless posture. As the strongest orc warlord who won the mingling between different orc clans on the planet, Lord Tie Skull believed that he should always maintain the majesty that the boss should have.

In just forty years, a small group of orcs on this planet have grown rapidly in a fight with the Imperial Planet Defense Army. This natural war race will quickly learn the other party's knowledge in battle and "rediscover" the scientific and technological knowledge buried in the genes.

In just forty years, they evolved from the Stone Age to the great warlord forces with the interstellar navy. They also have to thank the strife of the Governor of this planet for his amazing stupidity, in order to avoid appearing incompetent. The Governor of this planet has been lying to his superiors about the war situation and expects that civil war between orcs can weaken their power.

When he discovered that the orc clan, whose civil war had an unprecedentedly powerful warlord, and technology that had been more advanced than before, was a panic governor and all the upper-level officials smuggled to another planet on spaceships. Before leaving, they destroyed all communication equipment to prevent anyone from revealing their whereabouts. Only the desperate planetary defense forces hopelessly resisted the orcs' war tide and were torn to pieces several years later.

After unifying the planet called Glea3, littering. The Iron Skull soon discovered a crucial issue for the Green Skins:

No. There is a fight and a fight!!!

The technical boys on the entire planet were gathered under the command of the big technicians and began to work together to build a large warship that can be used to cross the universe. The legendary Ultimate Orc Starship requires relatively rare materials, so the Iron Skull Lord had to settle for the second best and just find an asteroid to transform.

After about a few months of tinkering, the master finally developed a large beast worker's gravity traction device. Through the small spacecraft left by the Imperial Army, the flying boys successfully dragged an asteroid to the near-Earth orbit of Glea3 and started a massive transformation project.

I met the Jumper on the first trial voyage, and the Iron Skull King immediately made up his mind to grab it!

"Iron Skull King!"

The messenger who was sending the message climbed up timidly.

“Yes, there are… there…”

"YO, your mother!" Tie Shun kicked the butt spirit out for several meters, and the latter bleeded blood on the mouth and fell to the ground.

The second instructor was so scared that he was full of feces and urine, but he still climbed up unyieldingly to report the news:

"The Iron Skull King, there is... there is one! There is an assault ship flying... Feifei Feifei Feifei Feifei Feifei back!"

"Fei, your mother!" Tie Shou pinched it into a small pancake with one claw, "No, wait, what did you say just now?"

"That... the Iron Skull King, what they said was... a assault ship flew back, and a dead bone jumped off from it, and was beating our people." The big skilled man walked up tremblingly with a golden shield protecting his face.

"Oh! I'm just talking nonsense, and I'm talking smoothly!" Tie Shun knocked the golden shield away with one claw, yelling at the wrench, "But, will I, the King of Iron Skull, not know about such an obvious thing?! This is a waste of time!"

"No, wait a moment, a dead bone ran here to make trouble for something... Let the wise Iron Skull King think carefully..." The wise Iron Skull Lord frowned, feeling that the case was not simple. He thought for about five minutes and finally came to an extremely wise conclusion, "Hahahahahahahaha, it must be that the Iron Skull King is too strong, even the dead bone can't help but ask me to fight! Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

"I am worthy of being the Iron Skull King! Such wisdom! It is simply the great sage among orcs. The intellectual realm that ordinary beasts cannot reach. The second brother of the orcs (the gods of the orcs are named Brother of the Gou and Brother of Mao) sent from heaven!" He flattered in pain and flattered him in great pain. The harsh environment can allow a simple orc to learn to flatter, which is undoubtedly a powerful argument for social evolution.

"Little ones! Let it go apart and let the king face this dead bone head-on! Look at me pinch it into scrap iron slag!"

The second brother Mao was on the way. Five minutes later, the mechanical warlock panted and rushed into a small square called Captain's room. He saw hundreds of orcs in a circle, leaving an opening. In the middle, the Lord Iron Skull was standing in the center of the venue with his chest and belly folded.

"Come on! Dare dead bones! For your courage, the Iron Skull King will fight with you! Young men, yell at me!"

"Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!" The green skins waved their weapons and roared in unison. This kind of biological energy gathered into a certain power similar to spiritual energy, making the Iron Skull Lord, who was originally a giant beast, look greener, bigger, and stronger.

"Tsk..." The mechanic jumped into the arena with brisk steps, raised the machete in his hand and pointed it at the Lord Iron Skull, "You are the leader of these orcs?!"

"It's me!"

"Okay, I'm here to fight you!"

"It's really that way!!" said Biaotu, shouting in shock.

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Chapter completed!