Invincible after death, but in Warhammer 40K

When he noticed that abnormal information, Zhang Ge was still in Alphie's bedroom. Realizing the danger involved, he immediately ordered the soldiers of the 1st Mechanized Infantry Regiment to seal off the scene and then summoned a Valkyrie, transporting himself and a group of people, including Alphie, to the scene.

However, before he even left the cabin, Zhang Ge realized that the situation was more serious than he had imagined.

He received news that one of the Space Marines had been injured, and what was even worse was that even the Space Marine who had been attacked had not been able to detect who the attacker was.

It was precisely for this reason that when the Valkyrie landed steadily and opened the cabin door, a Space Marine White-Helm Sergeant was blocking the doorway.

The other party got straight to the point:

"The current situation is not something you can handle. I have already sent someone to report the information to Chapter Master Calgar. You are responsible for Perimeter Lockdown and sealing off the area."

Hearing this almost commanding statement, Zhang Ge did not answer directly but said:

"Can I see the injured soldier?"

The White-Helm Sergeant didn't pursue the answer further but nodded and beckoned to the side.

In the heavy footsteps, a Severed-Arm Space Marine entered Zhang Ge's field of vision.

He didn't say much but showed Zhang Ge the wound.

Very... strange.

If he had to give this wound an evaluation, then this was the answer Zhang Ge could give after seeing it.

Its break was very neat. Considering the Power Armor's defensive power and the Space Marine's own physical strength, in most common weapons, perhaps a melee weapon or a Melta Weapon would be needed to cause such a neat cross-section.

However, if it were a melee weapon, if the enemy could cut off this Space Marine's arm in melee before he could even react, there would be no reason not to pursue.

If it were a Melta Weapon, there would be no traces of burning on the cut surface.

Just as Zhang Ge was thinking about what else could cause this kind of wound, the Space Marine suddenly chuckled and said, looking at Zhang Ge with a slight frown:

"The arm was cut off by my own sword."

Zhang Ge choked.

Why didn't you say so earlier?

Seeing the expression Zhang Ge showed at that moment, the Space Marine seemed to nod imperceptibly in satisfaction before continuing:

"At the time, it was in a Subterranean Tunnel corner. Just as the fingers of my hand holding the gun were exposed from the corner, they were hit by an unknown weapon and began to gradually fester from the point of impact... No, should that be called decomposition? This decomposition phenomenon spread extremely quickly, turning everything along the way into dust, forcing me to actively draw my sword and cut off my arm to prevent it from spreading to my body."

Oh my god, do you understand what the Necrons are?

Hearing this extremely familiar description, Zhang Ge further asked:

"Was there Ghostlight Emissions at the edge of the decomposed area at the time?"

The Space Marine, who wanted to describe it further, stopped and replied somewhat puzzled:

"Yes, do you know what that is?"

Zhang Ge thought to himself that he knew it too well, but because there was no reasonable source of information, he certainly couldn't directly say it. He just perfunctorily said:

"I've encountered it before."

Underground, extremely fast reaction, Decomposition Weapon, Ghostlight Emissions.

Apart from the Necrons, Zhang Ge couldn't think of any other possibilities.

Although this alien race, which only "just appeared" in the 41st millennium, had already caused a certain degree of impact on various parts of the Imperium, the Imperium's information lag was well known. Until now, for most people who had not directly contacted them, the Necrons still seemed particularly strange.

But while thinking about these things, Zhang Ge also realized another thing:

These ignorant people probably didn't include Calgar. If he could also realize the seriousness of this matter, what would be left for him when he came?

So, Zhang Ge quickly continued:

"That is an extremely dangerous alien race, but we must take action now."

The White-Helm Sergeant, who had not interrupted, interrupted when he saw this:

"Reason?"

Zhang Ge turned his gaze to the other party and replied:

"This alien race has been sleeping underground for a long time. If we're lucky, we just ran into their awakening or just woke them up. Then what we're encountering is their most vulnerable period. During this period, most of their members will be relatively slow or even confused due to their previous long sleep."

Speaking of this, Zhang Ge paused before continuing with another possibility:

"And if we miss this period, then they will quickly enter a state of war. Then, if we want to clear them... the difficulty and the sacrifices that need to be paid will begin to increase exponentially."

After these words, the White-Helm Sergeant was silent.

The Astra Militarum officer on the opposite side described it in such detail, but the credibility decreased instead... But, if it was really as he described...

Perhaps realizing that he didn't have much time to hesitate and wait, or perhaps because he really couldn't find any clues, this sergeant compromised:

"If the situation is really as you said, then what kind of response should be taken?"

"Organize an elite squad to enter the investigation."

"There's too little intelligence. I can't let my brothers die for it because of this."

"Yes, so you are responsible for the Fortress Perimeter. I will take people in."

The two's conversation almost connected each other's last words, until Zhang Ge finally showed his true colors.

The sergeant seemed to have a slight delay in his words due to the contrast between the words Space Marine and elite:

"You?"

"Me."

"How confident are you?"

"There's too little intelligence. I can't guarantee you, but that's what I'm going to do. At least I'll let the people who come after know how confident they can be."

After this unwavering answer, the White-Helm Sergeant placed his hand on the hilt of his sword on his waist, seemingly thinking for a moment.

"I still can't let my other brothers die for it, but... I myself can scout out the situation there with you."

Zhang Ge was rendered speechless this time.

No, buddy, why are you joining in the fun?

The last big guy who went in had his arm cut off. Can you reconsider?

I'm just finding a reason to go in and die. Can you not be so serious?

Zhang Ge was quickly searching for those reasons that could reasonably refuse the other party, but he soon sadly discovered that as an Astra Militarum soldier, he really couldn't think of how to reasonably refuse a Space Marine sergeant's proactively proposed joint combat invitation.

Okay, okay, okay.

Forget it, it doesn't matter. The Necrons' weapons are equal to everyone. There's not much difference with another Space Marine. If it really doesn't work, he'll just walk in the front and it'll be over after he eats one.

After convincing himself so hard, Zhang Ge put on a bit of a "touched" look on his expression and stepped forward to pat his forearm, saying:

"Welcome."

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