Chapter 47
Chapter 47
"Reverend Loken?"
Soshyan looked intently and found that it was the technical priest of the orbital station. The other party was obviously frightened by the cruel battlefield, especially after seeing the dead star soldiers on the ground.
Imperial officials have always preached that astates are immortal angels, and Loken has accepted such propaganda since childhood. Therefore, when seeing the tragic situation of these angels bleeding all over the ground, we can imagine the impact on his heart.
Other soldiers also noticed the sudden emergence of the mechanical priest, but they did not pay too much attention because they were busy dealing with the wounded and recovering the equipment of the dead.
"Reverend Loken?"
Seeing the other party standing in the same place, soshyang shouted again. This time, the voice was louder than before. The other party's spirit immediately returned to God.
"Hug, sorry!"
Loken bent over and said in a sincere tone:
"Can I help you?"
Soshyan looked at him suspiciously. It was the other party who took the initiative to appear, but it seemed as if he had called him.
"Yes, I need your help. The materials and equipment originally scheduled by our regiment."
"Oh, this way! This way!"
Loken nodded quickly, and then led soshyan to the centralized warehouse not far from Xinggang. This is the main place for the rail station to store materials. It is composed of solid refined gold. Without Loken's authority, it may not be able to be shelled by warships.
"Yes... Here!"
There were five warehouses in total, and the technical priest stopped in front of the third gate.
Then he opened one side of the console, inserted the mechanical appendage into it, and entered his own security code and biometric code.
After the input, the refined gold gate ten meters high and five meters thick was slowly opened in the harsh friction sound, just like the gate of the giant god in the myth.
As the gate slid to both sides of the track, a large amount of steam gushed out of the gap, drowning the bodies of soshyan and Loken.
"It's inside."
Loken coughed twice, shook his red robe and walked forward, and soshyan followed closely.
As soon as they enter the warehouse, all the lighting equipment lights up immediately. Here, independent power supply is used, so it is not affected by the central power system.
Soshyanton was shocked by the scene inside.
This is a space the same size as the hangar of the spark. The first thing to see is the close combat equipment such as single molecule chain saw sword, power sword, power axe and jump shield hung on the exhibition racks on both sides of the wall. At a glance, hundreds of them.
In the middle of the wall are huge containers piled up, each as high as a limanus tank.
Soshyan went to a container. Loken immediately opened the door. However, because he was not strong enough, he just opened the door with sucking strength.
The Star Warrior beside him didn't say much, so he stretched out his hand and gently opened the door.
The small lighting equipment inside also lights up in an instant.
What came into view were orderly arranged explosive rifles and explosive pistols, while the heavy explosive guns were hung on the container bulkhead with sealed ammunition boxes below.
Soshyan opened an ammunition box with a dagger. There were stacked explosives in it. The brass cartridge case also smelled of grease. It was obvious that it had just been produced.
Not only these, the whole warehouse is filled with the smell of incense and holy oil, which is not like a closed place.
"I will check these equipment regularly."
Loken told the truth.
"Make sure they're ready to use."
Soshyan took off his helmet, nodded to the other party and said gently:
"You put your heart into it, Reverend Loken."
"It's just a small thing, it's just a small thing. The tutor often says that we should keep improving and don't be too troublesome."
"Your mentor..."
Soshyan recalled the name mentioned by friar said and himself.
"... is it master espide?"
He was talking about bishop espide, the master of the melting pot of ma'kand II.
"Yes."
Loken nodded, his expression was a little unnatural, and was immediately caught by soshyang.
"What happened?"
"Mentor... Has returned to the embrace of omnisaia."
"That's right."
Soshyang nodded thoughtfully. He also knew that the machinery education was by no means harmonious. Although they always stressed that they belonged to machinery, the desires and defects of mortals did not disappear in them, sometimes they became stronger.
Jealousy and hatred never really disappeared in their cold mechanical logic, and sometimes it is ironic to think about it.
But soshyan can only ask. Outsiders can never intervene in the internal affairs of the mechanical education, let alone that they are just a war group on the verge of destruction.
This time, the chaotic starfighters were almost successful, and they all used tricks to drill small holes. Otherwise, even a complete chaotic war gang will not be easy to move a casting world.
"It's a pity. I wanted to thank him for his long-term support to our regiment."
"That..."
Loken hesitated for a moment, then whispered:
"The teacher didn't die naturally..."
Soshyan turned his head and looked at the young face under the other party's cloak. As a mechanical believer, Loken really had more "meat" on his body. There was almost no trace of transformation on his face. He was more like a national priest.
Soshyan stared at him a little. Loken shook his shoulders and took a step back.
"My Lord, I, I have no other meaning."
"Since you are a disciple of master espide, let me tell you the truth."
Soshyang sighed and said in a deep voice:
"The reason why we came to pick up the goods ourselves this time is that our regiment has just experienced a painful battle. Since the former regiment commander and below, all 771 combat friars of the regiment have been killed, and only more than 30 recruits remain. I took over the regiment only for a tera standard week."
"Er..."
Loken was silly. His three outlooks were smashed. In his opinion, the battle between these more than 20 star soldiers on the orbital station was already at the level of God.
What kind of horror would it be to be able to kill more than 700 star soldiers in a war?
The hymn of omnisaia floated in his mind. He could even see his mentor's face full of pleats and mechanical accessories smiling at himself
"... our monastery fortress has been handed over to other battle groups. Now we can only use a strike cruiser as the base. This batch of materials is very important to us and can only be collected in person."
When soshyang finished, he found that the other party was like sleepwalking, and then touched his shoulder with his hand.
"Reverend Loken?"
"Didn't you wash... Ah! Sorry, I shouldn't have asked, shouldn't have asked."
Loken was startled and quickly nodded and bowed to soshyang, which made the star soldiers frown.
Most of the mechanical believers he met were rigid, just like real machinery, but they were also very rigorous.
But in front of him, the mechanical priest was a little off-line. If he hadn't been able to open the warehouse, soshyan even wondered if it was a guard disguised.
"I almost forgot my business. This is the list of supplies."
Loken woke up, groped around for a while, and finally found a data board and handed it to soshyan.
"There are 56 chain saw swords, 80 power swords, 20 power axes, four sets of power boxers, 120 jump shields, 140 explosive guns, 260 explosive pistols, 30 heavy explosive guns, 10 plasma pistols, 40 armour breaking rockets and armour breakers
Ray... "
Looking at this long list of supplies, soshyan had to praise the former mechanical bishop for his generosity. There were not only weapons, but also a large number of power armor patches, holy oil, standby servers, etc.
No wonder we need such a big warehouse.
After reading the list, soshyan turned his eyes to Loken.
"Our warship will sail into Xinggang later. Now please arrange a group of personnel to transfer the materials in the warehouse to the loading and unloading dock of Xinggang."
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