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If this is really the case, then the current situation in the foundry world is already very serious, so what is the use of it.
When Vic thought about this quickly, the Vanguard Alpha saluted him, and Vic nodded in response.
The transport plane quickly took off and flew towards the southern part of the forging world.
"Pilot." Vic walked to the cockpit, "Who is in charge of the southern part of the Forge World?"
"Father Sewing." The pilot replied respectfully.
Vic was relieved when he heard the name Sewyn, because this person was his old friend, and he was a like-minded person.
Sewing is a tech-priest. Tech-priest is an extremely broad title. A tech-priest may engage in a variety of jobs, from commanding operations to maintaining foundries to archaeological excavations...
Sewing was in charge of the army.
Since Severn is responsible for the war at the southern end of the forged world, it should not be difficult to complete the task of controlling the sages.
But we can’t just think about the ruling sage…
After thinking about it in the long run, Vic decided that Selwyn was more important than the Ruler, and this was a conclusion drawn from the perspective of a staunch believer in Ohm's Messiah.
"The plague is raging." The pilot said suddenly. He raised his head and glanced at the sky while controlling the transport plane. "The fleet is gone. I don't know when reinforcements from the Order will arrive. In addition, the plague has been raging for a long time... Wanji God bless us."
Vic wanted to say that the pilot was a bit too optimistic. If the control of the orbit was lost, then there would be a massive invasion of the Forge World next, and the plague walkers were nothing in comparison.
While Vic was thinking, the transport plane crossed the factories scattered across the land and flew slowly to the southern end of the forge world.
From the sky, it seems that there is no war at all and everything is quiet, but for a forging world, silence is the biggest problem.
Vic knew that Severin and his army were fighting countless plague zombies underground in the factory. This war against the zombies had been going on since before the Imperial Navy lost control of the Agrippina system, and There has been a growing trend recently.
As the transport plane flew towards a tall tower in the factory complex, the mechanical device implanted in Vic's brain received some signals for help.
These distress signals are marked in the electronic eye's field of vision, and underneath those large and ancient factories is the location where the signals were sent.
In addition to the call for help signal, Vic received another communication signal, and a man whose entire face had been mechanically modified appeared below his field of vision.
It's Tech-Priest Sewing.
"Should I call you priest or sage now?" Sewen's cold voice sounded in Vic's ears.
"Call me Vic, just like I call you Severn." Vic responded coldly.
Neither party in the communication had any emotion, and their words had no tone, but they were indeed very good friends, and both parties felt that the other's words were very kind.
During the conversation, Vic sent a message to Severn, informing him of the orders to govern the Sages.
"I understand. I will allocate as many people as possible to go to the Sage." Severn replied after reading the order.
After completing the task, Vic looked at the ancient factory where the distress signals were sent, and forwarded these signals to Sewyn: "Why didn't you respond to the call for help?"
"The plague has been raging throughout the star field for decades. Those corpses can't be cleaned up at all. Instead of wasting troops to respond to calls for help, I should keep my manpower to strengthen the defense and prepare to resist the enemy troops that may fall from orbit." Wen said.
After hearing this, Vic calculated and felt that his old friend's decision was really the best choice at this moment.
But calculating the result is one thing, and how to do it is another.
Since the trip to Tyrone, Vic has always believed that he has a mission. This mission is to save everything that can be saved, preserve everything that can be preserved, and prepare for a big event.
After thinking for a moment, Vic ordered the pilot: "I won't go to the tower anymore. Send me here."
While speaking, Vic sent out a public coordinate, and the pilot knew where Vic was talking about. He immediately flew the transport plane towards the location of the nearest rescue signal.
Vic turned his head and looked at the other people in the cabin: "Where is your destination?"
"It's a high tower, we're going to garrison there." Pioneer Alpha responded, but he paused for a few seconds and then said, "But now our destination is the same as yours."
Vic looked at the rangers again.
"Same as you." The rangers said in unison.
Vic nodded and waited quietly for the transport plane to arrive at its destination.
The vanguards and rangers in this transport plane don't just go wherever they want. If they want to follow Vic, they must get Sewing's permission.
Sewing happily gave them permission.
"Is there also a plague in the Tyrone Galaxy?" Sewyn suddenly asked.
When Vic came to Agrippina from Tyrone, he told Sewin about what happened there, and Sewin was unsurprisingly interested in it.
"Yes." Vic gave an extremely brief answer.
Sevin was silent for a moment and asked hesitantly: "What kind of enemy will we face...Have you ever received any revelation?"
"I have been informed that the Forge World of Agrippina will endure because the God of Planes and the Messiah of Ohm are with us," Vic responded.
"I will continue to strengthen my position. If you have trouble dealing with those plague zombies, just call me." Sevin wanted to hear these words from Vic's iron mouth, and he closed the communication with confidence.
I only have time to code at three o'clock in the afternoon.
It is impossible to ask for leave. It may be delayed if you just write and send it at the same time.
Chapter 165 The invasion begins
The transport plane stopped outside the factory. The pilot said hello and then drove the transport plane away.
Vic led a team of Rangers and a team of vanguards into the factory, and took an elevator that could carry a hundred tanks underground.
As the elevator dropped at high speed between floors, Vic quickly checked the equipment on each floor and discovered that it was a factory that produced automatic guns.
Vic doesn't have the slightest fondness for this factory. In his opinion, the entire Agrippina should mass-produce Agrippina laser rifles, although these automatic guns are considered a specialty of this forging world...
"The gunshots are getting closer. Please stand behind us when the elevator goes down." Pioneer Alpha walked to Vic to remind him.
"Snowflakes" appeared in Vic's electronic eyes when approached by the pioneer, and the radiation readings he saw were simply higher than the radiation in some factories.
But Vic has been modified so that he won't be killed by radiation.
"I'm not a weakling." Vic did not stand behind the vanguards. Instead, he turned back and motioned to the rangers to stay away from the elevator door.
The Rangers knew that their combat power could not compare with the deeply modified Vanguard and Vic, so they all retreated obediently.
The elevator came to a screeching halt three seconds later, and the thick alloy door slowly opened.
Vic saw that the entire bottom of the factory had become a battlefield. Thousands of servitors and more than a hundred rangers were fighting against massive plague zombies. Among the zombies were some people with festering bodies. They were called human beings. It's because they can still use weapons, but they don't look much different from walking zombies.
The walking zombies of these forge worlds are different from other worlds. Their bodies have a large number of cheap and crude mechanical modification parts, which can help these walking zombies survive continuous firepower for a while.
"Cover their retreat." Vic ordered while walking out of the elevator.
The pioneers rushed out of the elevator first and lined up in a human wall to shoot at the incoming zombies. After firing, these radiation carbines would not only easily destroy biological tissue, but also leave radiation on the battlefield.
Vic's body is still standing in a stooped posture, but his eight servo robot arms have taken out various weapons from under the red robe and shot at the enemy. Various live ammunition, lasers, and blue radiation ammunition are intensively fired at the enemy. , easily suppressing their charging momentum.
Just Vic's firepower alone can match that of hundreds of people.
"Come closer to me!" Vic issued a binary command.
Everyone fighting at the bottom of the factory received this order no matter where they were and began to move towards Vic's position.
Vic's purpose is simple, to retreat with everyone.
The reason why the Skitarii are left behind in the factory may be because they are needed to protect most of the production equipment in the factory, but this is no longer necessary. The Forge World is about to face a more terrifying attack. If one more survives now, more will be able to survive in the future. One goes into battle.
When Vic was personally at the forefront to cover the retreat, Severn's communication image suddenly popped up in his field of vision.
"I thought you were going to help them kill all the walking corpses instead of retreating. I need them to stay and clean up the walking corpses," Sewyn said.
"Should we clean up the zombies or protect the production line?" Vic asked.
Sewen was silent for a while after being asked.
Vic is extremely familiar with this old friend. In Sewing's eyes, the production line is the most important. This importance is not only to protect the production line at all costs, but also to make ineffective investment regardless of the cost when the production line is bound to be lost.
The lives of these Skitarii soldiers are an ineffective investment, because it is impossible for them to clean up the plague zombies.
Those were not zombies with only physical bodies, but the transformed and strengthened civilians of the forging world who were infected with the plague and became zombies. Some of them had been deeply modified and could even carry two rounds of the rifle in the hands of the vanguard.
"You don't understand the value of those production lines, because you can even give STC to others for free." Sevin said, "This is not an ineffective investment. These production lines are more valuable than life. It is honorable to die to protect them."
"Do you want to argue with me?" Vic asked.
Sevin turned off the communication without saying a word.
More skitarii and servitors poured into the elevator, leaving Vic and the Vanguard at the end.
When the last servitor limped onto the elevator, Vic turned around and glanced at Alpha.
A binary command is passed between two people.
Alpha immediately looked at his subordinates and boarded the elevator with them.
Vic is not a person who is willing to sacrifice himself for others. The reason why he stayed is because he calculated that staying behind is the best plan, and the survival rate of this plan is 100%.
More and more walkers pounced on Vic. He retreated while fighting, and the Skitarii in the elevator also used firepower to cover him.
During the battle, Vic glanced at the elevator's starting device, which automatically opened and the elevator door began to close gradually.
Vic retreated to the elevator and the others continued to suppress the walkers who wanted to rush into the elevator, while waiting for the elevator door to slowly close.
Just when everyone thought it was absolutely safe to evacuate, the ground suddenly shook.
A fat monster with fangs and claws that was completely irregular in shape crushed all those in its way and rushed straight to the elevator.
This was the first time for Vic to see such a strange creature, but part of his brain tissue had been modified and he would not feel fear.
"Fire it!" Vic ordered everyone.
The skitarii and servitors all focused their fire on the monster, even if it caused some zombies to get into the elevator.
The weapons in the hands of others could only leave big holes in the monster's body. The radiation carbine in the hands of the vanguard easily penetrated the monster's body, but could not prevent it from stopping.
Pioneer Alpha stepped forward and raised his right hand, bent his forearm downward, and fired a high-explosive grenade from the hollow of his elbow. The violent explosion only made the monster tremble, and the shrapnel produced during the explosion flew into the elevator. Shot several unsuspecting servitors to death.
The monster was getting closer and closer to the elevator entrance, and the zombies that were also attacking the elevator were crushed by its fat body.
Faced with this situation, Vic had to spend his money.
He opened the storage compartment at his heart, took out a fist-sized bomb and threw it out.
When the bomb was thrown, it automatically scanned the most dangerous enemies on the battlefield, then automatically attached to the monster's abdomen and exploded, exploding the horrible creature's flesh into fluorescent liquid that splashed around.
After a few seconds, the heavy metal doors slammed shut, and the elevator began to rise.
At this time, there were faint sounds of thunder reaching everyone's ears or hearing devices.