Chapter 28: Nachmund Gauntlet

In the next few minutes, the retired veteran from the Astra Militarum and the priest from the Mars Adeptus Mechanicus conducted an exchange on a physical level.

They fully enhanced their mutual understanding, discussed opinions on the range and power of bolters in depth, and after paying the price of a door, several windows, and a number of chairs shattered by the blast, finally ended this friendly exchange conference.

Alvin hid behind the cover and shivered, his forehead full of cold sweat.

Who said that mechanical priests are very calm?

This mechanical priest in front of him is clearly an irritable brother, pulling out a bolter at every turn, and even the mechanical arm behind him can carry a power axe to have a fierce and friendly exchange with people!

Too terrifying... The mechanical priest he met for the first time left a huge psychological shadow on Alvin.

So much so that every time he encountered Adeptus Mechanicus personnel in the future, his mind would subconsciously recall the scene today.

"Say it, what exactly is the matter?"

The mechanical priest sat on the steps without any demeanor, took the cigarette handed by Tuck, lit it skillfully, and put it in his mouth, like an old smoker.

Alvin's worldview was shattered again.

Damn it, mechanical priest sitting on the ground smoking, this guy shouldn't be a fake, right?

"Introduce, this is Aruman Vella, a Tech-Priest of the Adeptus Mechanicus."

Tuck lit a cigarette, as if nothing had happened, hugging the unhappy mechanical priest next to him, full of enthusiasm: "Kid, you can come out."

"Uh, hello, Priest Vella."

Alvin twitched his mouth, slowly poked his head out from behind the pillar, and greeted awkwardly: "My name is Alvin Valerius, I am a... scavenger in the Underhive."

"Why, did you change to charity?" Aruman glanced at Tuck next to him, shook off the arm on his shoulder with disgust: "What exactly is the matter with finding me, say it quickly, I have no time to talk nonsense with you."

"Do you still remember that Hadley family?" Tuck took a deep breath of the cigarette, his eyes hiding a ferocious beast.

"Remember, didn't you kill the heir of Hadley and get thrown to the Underhive?" Aruman said slowly.

"In the Underhive, the shadow of a Chaos cult appeared, suspected to be faith in... the Blood God."

Tuck extinguished the cigarette butt with his bare hands, turned to stare at Aruman, and said word by word: "Now, I can be sure that the heir of the Hadley family back then must have been related to this cult."

"You should go find an Inquisitor, not come to find me, Tuck."

However, Aruman's performance was very flat, completely not as excited as imagined.

"Nonsense, if I could find an Inquisitor, would I come to find you?"

Tuck was so angry that he cursed: "Is your brain forgetting to apply lubricant, and the gears are stuck? I am now a sinner's identity; even if I want to contact an Inquisitor, I can only rely on you!"

"Don't say gears again, or I'll blow you bastard up first!"

Aruman was also angered, roaring: "I am a Tech-Priest, not an Astropath; where do I find people for you? Can't you contact the Departmento Munitorum?"

Upon hearing the Departmento Munitorum, Tuck laughed directly: "Departmento Munitorum? By the time I contact the Departmento Munitorum, the cult will have already raised the planet!"

Alvin nodded in agreement from the side.

Indeed, at the speed of the Departmento Munitorum handling official business, it is estimated that by the time they discover this distress signal, the problem is either solved or solved.

Departmento Munitorum, Administration, efficiency is so low that it is appalling!

Really waiting for the Departmento Munitorum to send support, the next life is not enough to catch up; it is better to think of a way yourself.

"Then how the hell do I contact an Inquisitor? I am a Tech-Priest, Tech-Priest, do you understand what that means?!"

Aruman directly roared with profanity, mixed with binary language that couldn't be understood at all, and the saliva was about to drown Tuck.

"I know, I know you are a Tech-Priest!" Tuck wiped the saliva off his face and said: "I mean, let you contact... your mentor, he definitely has a way."

"Get out, impossible!"

Aruman sneered, got up and was about to leave: "I would rather have my head cut off by a Chaos warband than contact that old bastard!" 【28-3

Aluman sneered and stood up, ready to leave immediately: "Even if a Chaos warband cut my head off, I wouldn't contact that old bastard!"

"What time is it now? Are you still holding a grudge over that little thing?"

Tuck frowned, glanced at Alvin, and switched to another language, lowering his voice: "Don't forget, we are near the Nachmund Gauntlet here. Do you want the Cadian incident to repeat itself here?!"

Wait, wait a minute... Alvin's brain was suddenly a bit chaotic, and cold sweat instantly soaked his back!

Did he just have an auditory hallucination?

The Nachmund Gauntlet—is that the only passage leading to the Imperium Nihilus amidst the tides of Warp power raging after the Great Rift opened?

No, no, no, he must have heard wrong!

Just as Alvin pricked up his ears, listening intently, Aluman was silent for a long time before saying in a hoarse voice, "Tuck, you should be very clear that if the Hadley family has ties to the cult, then it means... Planetary Governor Galken is likely not clean either."

"It's because I know that I came to find you, Aluman."

Tuck said with a serious expression: "The location of this planet is too important. If the Imperium wants to reclaim the Nihilus cut off by the 'Cursed Scar', it must pass through the Nachmund Gauntlet. If Losel is controlled by the cult, Chaos will completely control this vital thoroughfare!"

Finally, Alvin heard a definitive answer from Tuck's mouth.

This is the planet Losel, a Hive World, located near the Nachmund Gauntlet in the northern Segmentum Obscurus!

In an instant, Alvin felt that nothing was more heartbreaking than despair.

He thought being a lower-hive dweller who transmigrated into a Warhammer Hive World was unlucky enough, but he didn't expect there to be a surprise.

The Nachmund Gauntlet is the only important passage leading to the Imperium Nihilus after the fall of Cadia and the opening of the Cursed Scar Great Rift; it can be called a place of vital military importance.

So the question is, what is the usual fate of a place in Warhammer dubbed a "place of vital military importance"?

No, it's too terrifying; just imagining it makes him feel like he's going to die!

"God-Emperor, is this how you treat your loyal subjects?!"

Alvin shed tears silently in his heart, wondering if it was too late to change his birthplace!

Just then, the Tech-Priest Aluman noticed Alvin's suddenly accelerated heartbeat and stared at him with suspicion: "Kid, can you understand High Gothic?"

Instantly, Tuck's suspicious gaze fell upon Alvin.

He had specifically used High Gothic just now to avoid Alvin hearing the content, but who would have thought this kid could understand it?

Under the gaze of the two, Alvin was completely flustered.

Damn, he almost forgot—the lower hive speaks Low Gothic.

Under normal circumstances, a scavenger from the lower hive would absolutely not be able to understand the Imperium's official High Gothic!

Where is the Navigator system? Save him!