Chapter 545 The Rise of the Lion King: First Contact

Kane couldn't remember how long they had been drinking in the bar. He, Vito, and Duncan boasted a lot and signed autographs for some enthusiastic and loyal imperial citizens. He vaguely remembered that there were a few young girls among them, who were quite nice.

There were also some defense soldiers who came later. Kane vaguely remembered that they asked him some questions, but the emperor was above, Kane was half drunk at the time, so he didn't remember what they asked at all, what he answered, but it shouldn't be a big problem, after all, Kane remembered that Vito was answering questions most of the time.

And he could drink without worry, but Kane tried hard not to get too drunk, after all, he had to return to the camp intact. Duncan was not very reliable when he was awake, and even more so when he was drunk, so Kane should be more sober.

In fact, among the three, only Duncan was drunk. When he left, Kane and Vito had to hold one of his shoulders to let him stand up. Duncan said goodbye to the proprietress with a silly smile. The latter didn't seem to want them to leave. Kane didn't know whether it was the three of them, or one or two of them, or even one.

But during the drunken moment, he seemed to see that Vito left a note for the proprietress. He didn't know what it was, and didn't want to ask. Just like that, they carried Duncan out of the bar. The cold wind on the plateau at night made Kane sober up a lot.

They couldn't take the main road now, and couldn't let the locals see a drunken, dirty, and constantly making fun of everyone. So, they took a small road, a small road that Duncan pointed out.

It was dark and narrow here, surrounded by some sparsely populated small shops, and only a few passers-by walked on the street. The neon lights illuminated the dark stone road, and the walls of the surrounding high-rise buildings squeezed inward as they moved forward, becoming narrower and narrower, like a beast about to shut up.

Kane didn't really trust his current judgment, but there was no way. Kane had just been on this planet for less than two days, and Vito was almost the same, so the only one who really understood this place and could at least bring them back to the camp was Duncan. Emperor bless him, I hope he can still see the road ahead clearly.

Kane and Vito, each holding one of his arms, walked on the road and passed through the cold streets of the plateau city, but soon, Vito frowned, Kane keenly noticed this and asked him what happened.

"This road is wrong, we went the wrong way." Vito stopped and asked Kane to stop as well. No joke? Kane knew that once the situation really started to go wrong, he would not use his unique sense of humor to ease the atmosphere, because he would let others know that the current situation was indeed wrong.

Kane carefully observed his surroundings and soon realized what Vito meant by "not right". The number of local alien sympathizers with long braids, shaved heads, and even blue paint on their faces was increasing, even more than normal pedestrians, and the three of them, wearing Astra Militarum uniforms, were even more eye-catching.

The alien sympathizers around them kept looking at them. Kane was sure that most of them were not friendly. He approached Duncan and shook him and asked, "Hey, Duncan! Are you sure this is the way back to the camp?"

"It's a camp, but it's not ours. I think you might want to see the Tau people's camp, hiccup." Duncan said incoherently, and Kane immediately collapsed, "You idiot! You took us to the enemy's territory?!"

Kane cursed Duncan's unknown ancestors in his heart. He forgot that Duncan completely believed his heroic lies and confidently believed that their heroic political commissar single-handedly scouted the enemy. Damn, why was he so unlucky today?

But it was still time to slip away. Kane quickly winked at Vito, and then turned back with him carrying Duncan, ready to leave here, but it was obvious that the Emperor was particularly unhappy with him tonight.

They had just walked a few steps when they were blocked by a group of alien sympathizers who appeared in the street. Kane was about to retreat, but found that several people had appeared behind them, and they were blocked in the middle of the road.

Vito frowned slightly, leaned back, hid his back half in the blind spot illuminated by the street lamp, and quietly touched the bolt gun he was wearing. Kane looked at him, and then looked at the alien sympathizers who were surrounding them. One of them had his entire face painted blue, and he obviously came up to get close to their alien idol.

Kane looked at him, but he was not too nervous. With his many years of experience, he was sure that his chainsaw sword and laser gun were definitely much better than the steel rods in their hands. In addition to Vito, he knew the latter's combat effectiveness very well. He had seen Vito fight with three Tyranid Licats and finally killed them.

And, although these alien sympathizers are aggressive, they are obviously still in awe of themselves, or rather, in awe of the gun and chainsaw sword on Commissar Kane's belt.

"You are not welcome here! Tyrael Monda and Damocles Bay do not welcome you. We do not welcome thieves who come to escape our lives and homes!"

The blue-faced man was yelling loudly. Kane was about to say something to ease the atmosphere, but Duncan, who was still drunk and couldn't speak a word, suddenly became energetic. He raised his head, shook off Kane and Vito's hands, and shouted, "Ah! We are here to teach you a lesson, you bastards who slept with aliens! We will take you and your alien mother with us. No one has a grenade in their ass!"

Duncan's words immediately had an effect. To be precise, it was the angry blue-faced alien sympathizer who cursed and immediately picked up the steel rod in his hand and hit the drunk Duncan in the face, causing him to fall to the ground.

The man looked at Kane, picked up the steel rod in his hand, and surrounded him with his accomplices behind him. Kane was shocked and instinctively pulled out the chain saw sword at his waist, but when he pulled out the steel rod, he was hit by a stick behind him. The steel rod hit Kane's fingers hard, causing the sword in his hand to fall to the ground.

Kane looked at the alien sympathizer behind him. He had a fierce look on his face and raised the stick in his hand to attack Kane, but suddenly, his head was blown to pieces.

Vito pulled out the bolt gun at a speed that was completely invisible, rotated the trigger, fired a shot in the air, then grabbed Kane's shoulder and dragged him behind him, then raised the bolt gun to the other side, and his right hand instantly broke through the sleeve of the military uniform, and the plasma cannon grew out of the palm of his hand and aimed at the other side.

"Back off, unless you want to eat bullets as food, do you?" Vito said, and the shining plasma in his hand suddenly illuminated the street, instantly shocking the alien supporters on the side, making them unable to get close to themselves and Kane, but their other companion was not so lucky. Duncan fell to the ground and was surrounded by the alien sympathizers who came from other places and punched and kicked.

Duncan fell to the ground, whimpering and holding his abdomen. He was hit hard. Kane looked in Duncan's direction, while Vito was as decisive and direct as ever.

"If you don't have anything, go drink, or shoot, or do anything, okay? Because if you don't leave, your companions will have to use a broom to send you home."

Vito said as he aimed the plasma directly at those people, and made sure that when he fired, the plasma would not affect Duncan on the ground. But Kane also knew that if Vito fired, the street would immediately become a battlefield, and Kane would be in big trouble. Not to mention the political conflict that would result later, Kane wanted to keep his stinking skin intact and return to the camp safely, which was a luxury.

"Everyone calm down! I am Commissar Caifas Kane. Everyone put down your weapons before more blood is shed!" Kane shouted loudly with the aura of a political commissar. His specially modified throat was transformed by the political commissar department so that the whole regiment could hear him when he gave a speech without the need for a loudspeaker, so his voice was extremely loud.

This seemed to have indeed shocked some of the alien sympathizers. The titanium supporter with a blue face stopped. He was startled at first, then looked at his companion beside him. The two looked at each other and then slowly looked at Kane. One of them reached behind his back and grabbed something.

Vito noticed the action, narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the blue-faced man, who frowned and pulled his hand out from behind, showing the long tube from behind his waist. Vito noticed the metal back shell, with a cold light flashing on it, and suddenly, a claw grabbed his shoulder from behind.

Kane's voice attracted another figure who was taller than everyone present. He walked up and grabbed the alien sympathizer who was punching and kicking poor Duncan with his other hand.

"Stop it, is this what the Greater Good wants?" It said in its own strange Gothic language accompanied by the sound of observation and ticking. When the alien sympathizers around saw him, they all stopped.

Kane looked at the thing. It had a curved beak similar to that of a bird on its face, and long feathers grew backwards on its face. It was tall but had hunched legs.

"Kroot." Vito whispered. As an inquisitor of the Anti-Xenophobia Order, he recognized the thing at the first time. Kane looked carefully at the strange alien. It was wearing a titanium breastplate and had some kind of paint on its face.

Is that a Kroot? Kane regretted again. He should have taken a closer look at the briefing board. He knew that the Kroots were the only ones who killed his parents, so he was sent to the Loyalty Academy. Yes, this is the story of Caiphas Kane.

"Are you all right?" The Kroots consoled him. Vito nodded to Kane, and then the latter cleared his throat. "Ahem, we're fine, but your friends don't look too good."

Kane glanced at the alien sympathizer whose head was blown up on the ground. The Kroots ticked again. "This is really a regrettable conflict, but I hope that by now, the Titanium don't want to start a war."

"Ah, I hope so too, ah." Kane said, his eyes involuntarily looking at the chainsaw sword on the ground. It was his only weapon that could protect him during the battle. He was not like Vito, who could kill a greenskin with his fists alone.

(Vito later said that my hands are made of flesh, well, at least one is)

"Hahaha, please, political commissar, then you are your weapon, you should not abandon him. As the old saying of the Kroot people says, a soldier can throw away his hand, but he cannot throw away his weapon."

"Haha, what a wise saying." Kane said, and quickly picked up the chain sword. His finger was on the accelerator trigger, and he looked around vigilantly. Vito stood behind him, leaning on his shoulder with his back. On the top, his arms were hanging down, and the plasma cannon was still flashing, as if he was about to pick an unlucky guy and blast him.

"My name is Shai, what's yours?" the Kroot asked in unskilled Gothic. Kane cleared his throat and maintained the calmness that a political commissar should have, "I am Kefa Political Commissar S. Kane, this is the person behind you"

"Major Almenon Divas." Vito added himself, nodding to Kane. The latter understood the gesture and turned to the Kroot, while the alien sympathizers around him began to whisper.

"That's Kane? I heard that he is the illegitimate son of the Emperor. Horus and the others rebelled because they were jealous of him!" "Hey, screw you, don't be frightened by these guys!" "But I I heard that he once defeated the Greenskins and Tyranids single-handedly. I heard that the monster was as tall as a building!"

The alien sympathizers started talking, while the Kroot just nodded, "I have heard of you, Caiphas Kane. I hope that your reputation is as wise and understanding as the rumors say. "Is it satisfactory?"

Sha Yi obviously wants to find a better word, but his vocabulary of human language is obviously very limited, and it is not enough for him to say any better words of wisdom, "Tau, I hope you can understand that this battle This accident is not what we wanted to see. We want peace with the Empire, which is beneficial to both sides.”

No, and then you quietly infiltrated the planet? This is truly a typical alien behavior. Any Imperial citizen like Kane will understand that any promise made by the aliens is a lie. Anything they say cannot be trusted and cannot be symbolic at all.

But Kane kept smiling. He didn't mind fighting with the Tau, but it would be more appropriate when he was surrounded by a group of people, which was definitely not possible now. "Of course, the Astra Militarum has not yet Ordered to step in, so far it's just an internal matter for Tyrell Munda."

"Yes, the same is true for the Tau tribe. I am very happy that we can reach a consensus." Sha Yi said, waved his arm, and used super strength to make the alien supporter he was dragging fly backwards, and then He looked at Duncan who was sobbing on the ground.

"He needs proper treatment, and we, the Tau, are happy to help. This is in line with the Greater Good." The bird alien said with a ticking sound as a consonant, which sounded particularly weird. Kane didn't know what his mother was. The concept of the Greater Good and the Alien remains, as always, difficult for loyal citizens of the Empire to understand.

But it definitely didn't look like Kane was drilling in, especially into the alien's lair. He almost lost his life twice during the day, and Kane didn't forget it.

"No need, we will take him back to our base, and the medical officer will help." "It's understandable, so now, it's best for you to leave before more accidents happen." "That's what I said. It makes sense.”

Vito finally said, talking about the plasma cannon on his arm. He closed his arms and stepped forward to help Duncan up. Kane followed and lifted his other shoulder. Shai signaled to the sympathizers, Then they made a way for Kane and Vito to pass.

"No, Bell, you don't need help, let them leave alive, but tonight is not without gain, bring me the guy with the blue face." Vito suddenly said to himself, and Kane discovered The tiny earphones that penetrated deeply into his ear holes. It seemed that Kane was wrong before. He frowned, and after looking at Vito, he found that he was smiling. At this moment, Kane realized that he was not just here to drink tonight. .

At the end of the other side of the street, after the alien sympathizers said goodbye to each other and dispersed, the man with his face painted blue walked to the end of the silent alley. He touched the blood at the corner of his mouth and showed an expression of disgust.

"Fuck the imperial dog, the corpse emperor was born to a bitch. When the time comes, I'm going to make holes in all of your heads." He cursed and walked around, just as he was about to walk out of the alley and onto the brightly lit main street. The moment before he reached the street, a giant hand stretched out from the shadows behind him, and a blood-red glass eye lit up in it, illuminating the surface of the surrounding armor.

"Sicarius, have you been caught?" The voice inside the helmet sounded vaguely. He approached the blue-faced man, and the face with the cockscomb helmet also appeared on the edge of the dim light, "Did you hear that? We I’m inviting you, I hope you won’t refuse.”