Chapter 513 Don’t worry, just play with him!
No matter which timeline it is, the Great Rebellion is an indispensable finale. Just like the 3D Zone cannot be without Tifa, the Empire cannot be without the Great Rebellion, its forte.

As the leader of this rebellion, Guilliman fully confirmed his notoriety for his ambition. Although he was not the first Primarch to fall into Chaos, he was strengthened to a level that a boarding boy would not even dare to think about.

As for who will be the first Primarch to fall into chaos, no leader would choose to be the first to eat shit except our ever-loyal Jonson.

Perhaps because he did not become Warmaster, the damage caused by Guilliman's Heresy was much smaller than that of Horus's Heresy, and it even united the Imperium of Man, allowing the legions that were supposed to be split to be completely preserved.

Apart from the toilet paper-shaped Codex Astartes being written by Lorgar, the Empire has already won a huge victory!

But no matter how he wins, Guilliman is still the leader of the rebellion, and he is totally beyond the reach of a great demon like Angras. This is just like asking Benboba to kill Sun Wukong, which is a suicide mission number one!

"Sir, you are asking me to die! I want to take care of you until the end of your life."

"Go away. I have at least 20 descendants. I don't need you to get involved in my care. Since you can't defeat Guilliman, can you snatch Lady Euton from me?"

Hearing this, Angras' devilish face revealed a human-like sadness, and he hugged Hogg's thigh and cried:

"Boss, you might as well ask me to fight Guilliman instead of asking me to snatch Lady Euton. She is the precious mother that no Primarch has ever had except Curze. Guilliman will kill me!"

"This is not okay, that is not okay, what use do I have for you?

How about this, if you can't do the big things, then you can do the small things. You can cut off Macragge's transportation lines. I don't care about the warships, but as long as there are merchant ships passing by, you can seize them all and drag them to Holy T'ila. By the way, install all these Nira terminals in the subspace near Ultramar. "

Although he was not good at fighting, Angras was an expert at stealing and he immediately assured Hogg that he could complete the task.

The Third Company of the Lemon Fist was sent to help Angras install the terminal. Looking at this cowardly demon, Hogdon felt that he had made a mistake in choosing a demon, as he had accepted such a red-skinned lizard that was not powerful at all. It seemed that he had to increase his efforts in recruiting soldiers.

In the base that Hogg currently has, the Lemon Fist serves as the backbone and even the management, while the Tau people still need time to be trained before they can become a qualified pseudo-army.

The previously mass-produced Angels of Bliss have become the greatest force that Hogg can use in public. As for the hidden power, it is the Zerg. It will take some time for the Zerg to form a hive fleet with all-round strike capabilities.

In short, at the current stage, Lemon Fist has come to a buffer zone for development. Under the premise that everything is going well, only time restricts the accumulation of strength.

Hogg had no better solution for this situation. He was not the real space bully Doraemon. If he really had that ability, he could just go down the phone booth and reverse cause and effect, and make Old Man Huang his dear son.

Since then, the Fist of Lemon has entered a period of slow development. The planet, which was originally in chaos, was subjected to crazy infrastructure construction by Dorn and his fellow Tumu boys. Dorn even had the unique idea of ​​enslaving a large number of demon slaves, which greatly accelerated the construction progress.

These enslaved demons cried out that the Burning Legion was not a demon, but was actually cheating their fellow villagers, saying that there were plenty of souls to plunder outside, but in the end they were deceived into working illegally.

And the illegal work was not the end. After squeezing the value of these demons, Dorn simply slaughtered them and transported them to Hogg. Through the Blackstone Stand and psionic transformation, they were transformed into delicious canned magic ponies, and together with canned Titanium Lele and Nuclear Lemon Juice, they became the star products of Lemon Fist.

After industrial upgrading, Lemon Fist, with its packet loss rate greatly reduced through the escort of the Burning Legion, developed a cargo transportation business similar to Blackwatch, dumping delicious and inexpensive canned foods to the nearby Ultramar 500 world.

Even under Hogg's coercion, Miss Omega sent a batch of canned food into the empire's sphere of influence, achieving the initial idea of ​​sharing happiness with the people.

Looking at Hogg, the cat in front of him, who was making a lot of sparks and lightning in the laboratory, Omega, wearing a tight leather jacket, sat at the bar, perfectly adapting to his current identity. In his opinion, this was just a change in appearance. As long as he returned to the empire, it would only take a few minutes to change back. Since he could gather intelligence without any worries by changing his clothes, Omega was very happy. It was just a few more pieces of meat. He, Omega, had seen all kinds of storms!

In his cheerful mood, Omega subconsciously ignored the fact that his behavior was becoming more and more feminine. By the time he realized in the future that he couldn't change it, it was already too late.

But now, Miss Omega was crunching a bag of shrimp crackers on the bar, following Hogg's lead completely, thinking that although the dwarf was a little bit mean, he could always come up with some good things.

She also discovered that as long as she praised him a few words, especially satisfying his inexplicable habit of being a teacher, Hogg would be very easy to talk to, much more humane than those brothers with weird personalities. In a very short time, she had become Hogg's exclusive secretary general.

Looking at the power armor in front of her which was completely different from the Imperial Mark II, even though she didn't have much professional knowledge, Omega still saw the uniqueness of this armor with her Primarch's extraordinary instinct. At this time, she couldn't help but speak, and had to ask Hogg about the power of this armor.

"Brother, what are you going to do with this armor?"

Hogg, who had been waiting for this sentence, smiled arrogantly, pointed at the armor and praised:
"Humph, you don't even know how powerful it is. This is the Mark X armor that I upgraded based on actual conditions. The main body is made of strong and durable ceramic steel, and the structure and appearance are fully optimized. I also upgraded your outdated internal system, making it look brand new from the inside out."

"After my comprehensive optimization, the overall weight of this suit of armor has been reduced by 17.5%, but the protection performance has been improved by 37.2%. Even if you use an old model of electronic muscle armor, you can download the internally packaged system plug-in to upgrade it and make it perfectly compatible."

"Not to mention that I also equipped this set of armor with a new ammunition mounting system, completely discarding those old leather ammunition bags you used before. Not only can a single soldier carry more ammunition, but the remaining ammunition can also be monitored in real time."

After listening to Hogg's introduction, Omega showed a surprised expression at the right time, which made Hogg satisfied. Then he pointed to the information disk on the table and said:
"All the casting data for this set of armor is on this disk. I'm going to have my seventh midnight snack today. You keep an eye on it and don't let anyone touch my things."

After saying this, Hogg turned around and left without any further ado, leaving Omega alone in this empty laboratory.

Looking at the information disk in front of him, which could be put into use immediately and greatly enhance the empire's strength, Omega's little head was filled with great doubts:

"Is he loyal?"

It's hard to say whether he is loyal or not, but she is not the only one who has the same doubts as Omega. Looking at the two cans on the table in front of him, Guilliman was a little confused and wondered if that lunatic Dorne could actually operate a business?

Taking a sip of the lemon juice on the table, Guilliman was very impressed by this sour and sweet drink that also emitted a blue light. He also had a slightly improved opinion of his useless brother:

"Karga, pass on my order to send an invitation to the so-called Lemon Fist. Tell him that I want to have dinner with my seventh brother. And ask my seventh brother, who has finally come to his senses, to bring his real legion commander over. The date is set for two weeks later."

Calgar, who received the order from the Primarch, retreated in a hurry. Soon a message from the warp was transmitted to the Supreme Lemon and was discovered by four unscrupulous big guys who were watching Guilliman's cat movie together.

After reading the message, Dorn was reliable for once and quickly dissuaded Hogg:

"Brother, Guilliman is here with ill intentions. We are in the rising period of our career, and we must not fall into his trap!"

"Bah, to him, I'm the newcomer! No rush, there's still two weeks left, just play with him~!"

(End of this chapter)