On Forge Antax, I got to et a company of my future Lanter techmarines at their school, and a company of future Blood Angels also training and learning the ways of advanced technology and ritual repairs, plus seeding their large harems with the next generations of possible Blank children.
The Fabricator intended to keep the resulting Blank girls as future tech-priests and Ark chanicus ship Captains, which made quite a lot of sense. Plus harvesting their eggs for Blank Machine Spirits, no doubt.
These days, a thousand new craters dotted a moon orbiting around the planet Antax, all results of failed cloning experints of Blank tissue.
I heard rumours that the Cullexus Temple had figured out the process, but sadly I wasn't in any relation with their temple, nor was I too interested into being conscripted and mind-wiped as a future assassin.
What I was interested in, was modifying the pirate light cruisers into Lanter Strike Cruisers filled with drop pods, and the drop pods filled with Tarantula turrets of my own design.
And if I had to pay for this with my hard work on heretical STC-patterns, and bits of advanced technology from the Eldar, Dark Eldar and Necrons...well, I did have plenty of that.
"You do have the strangest luck, Captain Pef. Finding so many ships and discovering caches of STC templates, even as damaged as these..." the Archmagos of Forge Antax mused in a soft voice, after taking a peek at my gifts.
He also did not ntion anything about the STC on Forge World Palomar, so I didn't ask.
I just smiled and nodded. "The Dark Eldar did have a large cache of such templates, and even bits of assembly constructors. I'm sure your people on Forge Retribution already inford you." I answered in an easy going voice, while I scanned the star system for the next Ark chanicus, finding it hidden by a scaffold of iron asteroids, almost like a small artificial moon.
I did give Antax a Grand Cruiser hull, like they always wanted, to remake into a true Ark chanicus. And since the internal volu was so large, they were also attempting to install a Macharius-pattern warp-less engine on it. Of course, the battleship-sized engine would not fit, so they were actually enlarging the Grand Cruiser to make the engine fit. Ingeniuous, if very expensive.
That unholy fusion of Necron, Tau and human technology was the hope of humanity, and the extra energy from the better plasma reactor didn't hurt one bit.
"I also have to thank you for damaging that Necron battlemoon, and letting know of where to find it and salvage what we can. So we can certainly try refitting these light cruisers to your Chapter's needs. But I also need you to test them in combat when ready, with a group of Magi specialists overseeing the deploynt. Such a strategy might be effective for Cult chanicus as well, especially where we need to deploy a Legio Titanica and secure the landing zones in advance." the Fabricator demanded and poured more wine to weaken my will.
Sadly, the flesh is weak and the wine was too good. I shall have to oblige and test the new while the other Knight opened up with a multilta gun of gigantic size and trendous damage, while also advancing to slash with a Power Sword into the Ork hordes.
In a single hour, the back of the Ork Waagh was broken, while the troops could only stare in awe at the amazing display, just like Cain himself was. Not even a Commissar could tell the soldiers to stop gawking, since their few tanks and vehicles were protected by a fortress of auto-targeting turrets.
"This display of Omnissiah's might makes feel a bit excited." Felicia admitted while starring with wide eyes at the nearest Knight with the Volcano Lance.
At the sa second, the Knight turned to stare at the young enginseer, as if it has heard her. It probably did, Cain realized, considering how sensitive a Knight's auspex sensors must be.
Then the Knight turned as started walking towards his position beside the Ork Boss corpse, flanked by a dozen Ard Sentinels, a pair of them also holding a Volcano Lance in their chanical hands, like a long rifle.
"Commissar Cain, you did the Imperium proud this day. I shall see your heroic actions are rewarded as you deserve." the huge Knight proclaid with a booming voice amplified by a powerful vox caster.
Cain nodded cautiously and cursed his luck. He only wanted a peaceful life!
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