Chapter 427 It’s great to see you!
The second expedition was in full swing. With better equipment than the one ten thousand years ago, the imperial soldiers captured cities and strongholds along the way. The double eagle flag could be seen flying throughout the galaxy.

Having said that, the Emperor was still not satisfied with this advancement efficiency, and even the other Primarchs who had always opposed quick success were the same.

Unlike the Great Crusade, the galaxy today is no longer what it was ten thousand years ago. Aliens like the Randan aliens that were able to fight the Empire head-on were extinct during the Great Crusade. Except for a few famous ones, there are only small creatures left now.

Take the alien creature mentioned in the battle report for example. This creature, named NZT18, can not only parasitize humans, but also has a mental network unique to its own race. Whenever it is killed, it can also explode with highly corrosive acidic blood.

Coupled with their extremely strong reproductive ability, they look like a kind of horrific alien that can wreak havoc on the planet, but in the final analysis, they are just like that. In terms of mass production ability, they are not as good as the Tyranids, and in terms of individual soldier strength, they may not be as strong as the mutants in the lower level of the hive.

This alien creature that can be the protagonist of a horror movie is completely child's play in the eyes of the Empire. Not to mention the Space Marines, even the Stormtroopers will not come and will only be handed over to the PDF on the planet.

Even PDF may not have time, after all, they still have to fight against rebels, chaos cultists, and even chicken cults inside the planet. Such enemies are generally outsourced to local gangs for internal disposal.

The races that failed to reach the starry sky are not worth mentioning at all. The expeditionary force may seem strong, but it is a drop in the bucket in the entire galaxy.

Don’t be fooled by the so-called big heads, or Astra Militarum, which sound worthless. However, these big heads wearing T1 mechanical exoskeletons, bulletproof armor and holding what are jokingly called flashlights are the real backbone of the empire, and every Astra Militarum soldier is a true elite soldier.

This group of soldiers who go to heaven and earth and use various weapons to expedition the starry sea are not weak. In fact, due to Hogg's vigorous promotion of modular equipment and various simple powered exoskeletons suitable for mortals, their combat effectiveness has been greatly enhanced.

Even though they do look rustic and not as impressive as the soldiers in some science fiction works, their combat capability is real.

But there are still too few of them, not because they are unwilling to exterminate the aliens, but because there are more important battlefields that require them to be loyal to the empire.

This is also the reason why Hogg, after hearing others' dissatisfaction, chose to cut off the source of the problem and lure in the Nurgle army to consume the greenskins, and Rogal Dorn was indeed retrieved in passing.

Leaving the emperor who was almost angry to death by him, Hogg was allowed to go to Old Man Huang's treasure house to pick out two good things as a reward for resisting temptation.

Although Hogg wanted to say that he resisted the temptation because he and Slaanesh had tried everything during the ten thousand years, and now he felt a little sick looking at beautiful women, and he actually liked the woman outside of the world the most, but she was a yellow-skinned woman and he had no love for her.

But he didn't dare to say this. Even if Blackwatch was indeed not clean, those who knew about it would know that if the news leaked out and something was found out, it would be embarrassing, wouldn't it?
What's more, the emperor, in his old age, allowed him to enter the treasury to search for treasures. If he doesn't take the opportunity to get more money, it would be unfair to the five star regions of the empire that Hogg is responsible for.

Looking at the big golden corn in front of him that had been silent all the time, Hogg looked here and touched there as if he had ADHD, and commented on it from time to time, but the imperial guard just walked silently.

Perhaps it was because of the two ears on the helmet of the Imperial Guard that made Hogg mistake him for a dogman. As the emperor of the dogs, he took his arm around the breastplate of the Imperial Guard and wanted to take his arm around his shoulders, but he was not tall enough and could only reach here. He said like a good buddy:
"Good brother, since Old Man Huang has Alzheimer's disease and let us in, you have to keep watch for me. I promise you will get benefits after the mission is accomplished. I, the emperor, will never make it difficult for you. When you get out, just say that I forced you to do it. Old Man Huang will not make it difficult for you."

"Really? Huo, Your Highness, this is not a good idea!"

Hearing the crisp voice of the Imperial Guard, Hogg felt very relieved, thinking that this dog was really promising at a young age, to have made it to the position of the Imperial Guard at such a young age. In the future, he would have to let Goda take good care of him, and not let the boy be bullied, so that he would not be taken with him when he boarded the ship.

"What's wrong with that? My reputation has been ruined for a long time anyway, so I don't care. The good things in here are just gathering dust. I might as well put them to use. The electromagnetic gliding cloak behind you was designed by me."

"By the way, what's your name? When we get out, I'll ask Goda to send some relief supplies to your hometown, so you can show off your virtue in front of others."

When the guard heard Hogg asking for his name, he was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and looked at the dwarf who was looking around and said:
"Siri, my home is in Terra. If possible, you can give me a box of Chemos red wine. I think this will be easy for your highness who has great magical powers!"

"Chemos red wine? Sure. I don't know what's so good about that sweet wine, but since I promised, I'll get it for you. It just so happens that the Iron Phoenix brats have a good relationship with the Mechanicus, and my words as the Ohm Messiah still carry weight." Seeing Hogg saying that Nuka-Cola is ten thousand times better than red wine, and actually taking out a bottle of Coke that is as good as nuclear waste and drinking it, the Imperial Guards felt inexplicably better and stopped at the door to continue "holding their posts."

"Maybe it's time, but where is he?"

………………

Just like a mouse entering a rice jar, Hogg also laughed out loud when he entered the emperor's treasury. Looking at the various rare treasures, his little hands didn't know which one to take first.

For this kind of multiple-choice question, Hogg, who is good at thinking of others, chose to take them all. He opened his pocket dimension and started to fill them up, but after a while, he always felt that these things were all flashy and impractical.

It’s not that I don’t cherish it. Take this bell in my hand, a relic from the dark technological era, for example. It is said that this little thing contains two cubic meters of extra-dimensional storage space and can also allow the wearer to float slowly. It was used by humans at that time for their pets.

But this thing is completely useless to Hogg. His pocket dimension can hold everything, so it lacks these two cubic meters of space.

And the slow flight is even more rubbish. His mount is just a flying corgi. That dog flies as fast as a thunder eagle. Now it has bred a large group of them. The Black Watch airborne troops have been fully equipped.

Hogg casually hung the bell on his red scarf and continued to search the treasure house, but Shafulin, who had been pretending to be dead, suddenly shouted:
"Hogg, Hogg, there are good things on the other side."

With the help of the arm sticking out from his head, Hogg saw the metal box that was glowing green. The row of teeth marks on it seemed familiar.

"I remember now. Old Man Huang used this to hold the Umbra. Are you homesick? This small box can't hold you."

Shafulin reappeared and ignored Hogg's shouting. She took the box down and put it on the ground. She always felt that there was something very important in it.

With a light touch of his finger, the originally integrated secret box began to deform and eventually turned into a force field cage. The black shadow inside was none other than an Umbra monster.

Looking at this strange thing, a surge of hunger rushed into Shafulin's mind, and she could no longer control herself. She grabbed it and stuffed it into... Hogg's mouth.

"Bah! Why are you stuffing it into my mouth? I've eaten this before and it has no taste at all."

Hogg was stunned when he was speaking. He found that Shaforin suddenly pounced on him and hugged him. Tears rolled down his cheeks. The originally boring Umbra monster became interesting.

The palm that had nowhere to put finally put down, Hogg stroked Shafulin's silver hair and comforted him:
"It's okay. I'm here. You won't be locked in a cage again. You are my accomplice. We are going to plunder the treasures of the entire galaxy."

"What happened?"

Wiping away the water droplets that shouldn't be there, Shafulin hugged her pet tightly again and said with a smile:
"It's good to see you!"

"Ah? Are you confused because of your sleep? I have been here the whole time."

　Hey, the Corgi boss is playing a resurrection game! Maybe he can run the goods again next month, boss, you should be alert and don't lose face!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)