Chapter 531 Mystery
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The Clough Theater is famous for the Clough Fortress that serves as its central headquarters.
Said to be a fortress, in fact, the entire Cadia, as the only stable planet blocking the Eye of Terror, has long been built as a fortress world. In other words, here, the word "Fortress (Kasr)" actually It can be equated to "city", "hive", "arsenal", "barracks" and "cemetery" in other places, nothing else.
Cadia once had city plans that were as spacious, beautiful and suitable for life as the original human colonial cities, but after they suffered the first invasion of Chaos, these ordinary residential city plans proved to be The entrance to the Eye of Terror is a very unsuitable place for stalling, hiding, blocking, and street fighting, and they are easily destroyed.
Since then, all urban planning here has been re-considered based on the design ideas of "delaying time", "trying to hide" and "annihilating the enemy". The roads have become complex and winding, and the buildings have exquisite heights and angles. Planning, this allows the residents and defenders here to rely on their tenacity and this specially built fortified terrain to hold on for much longer than the enemy expected - this is what Abaddon did for The reason why He would agree to carry out orbital bombardment is that these fortresses, especially the Kraf Fortress, have not only been repeatedly repaired and reinforced over thousands of years, but they also have inner and outer moats and inner and outer walls. The walls are equally thick and solid, and are prepared There are a large number of fortifications and artillery defenses that exceed the scale of ordinary planetary cities, which means that the implementation of any "normal" siege strategy will result in a large loss of troops in the siege.
This means that after a traditional siege battle, during the entire process of letting ground troops enter the city to destroy the shield, there will inevitably be so many troops lost that even the Sons of Horus must be cautious. point of consideration.
Clough Fortress itself covers a large area and is equally strong and cleverly designed. As the location of the last command post on Cadia, it was designed to confuse ordinary artillery fire. Obviously, there must be some local, despicable and shameful traitors among them, or the Warmaster's intelligence personnel have quietly sneaked in and figured out their latest movements. The worst possibility is both. Yes——
Otherwise, the traitor army would not have defeated the top command of Cadia at the parade on the Tyrok Plain, and now it would have so accurately tried to use the fortress rail gun against the Krave Fortress. shooting.
Then now, with the protection of the void matrix above their heads, the rebels landed, merged, and arrived outside the city. They began to follow the guidance of the artillery observers in the city and tried to take down the current supreme commander of Cadia again. Serve in one pot.
A part of Sergeant Garland Kyle's mind was thinking calmly and almost horribly, maintaining his rational existence, while many other parts of his mind were running wildly, screaming, heating up, and swelling, with huge beads of sweat. It seeped out from the steaming hair on the top of his head, dripped down along his tightly wrinkled forehead and clenched jaw, and sprinkled on the dusty ruins of the command office.
The nails on his fingers that were pulling concrete and steel bars were peeled off and the fingertips were worn, but the flag sergeant didn’t notice. His eyes were red and bloodshot, and he was digging frantically until he saw The hem of a familiar military coat, stained with mud, appeared in his field of vision.
Kyle felt his heart suddenly rise to the top of his throat, feeling hot and congested, while his brain fell into his stomach, as cold as if it had been soaked in ice water.
He tensed his muscles again but carefully dug out more broken earth and rocks. At this time, other soldiers running from a distance began to help him dig.
"Doctor!"
Creed's flag-bearer roared from the ruins.
"Doctor! We need a doctor here! Immediately!"
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Nearly a hundred kilometers away, the Iron Warrior Pharmacy Master was thoughtful He glanced in the direction of Clough Fortress.
“What’s wrong?”
In front of him, the Iron Warrior Undivided Chaos Lord Colom Gate, wearing a gun-steel helmet, asked.
"Nothing." The Potion Master's polite fake smile had long since faded, and now he put on a cold face that he was a little unaccustomed to but had worn for many years, and turned his attention to this sudden appearance. The war blacksmith here. "I remember that the mission assigned to you by the Warmaster is to the north of Clough Fortress. Why did you come to the south?"
"Oh. Yes, yes, we were originally assigned to Alicia. Stonehenge. But things didn't go so well," the warsmith replied, and Honso felt that his colleague was looking at him and Mercurius with an extremely suspicious and unkind look. Finally, he said, "We found two fully equipped companies of the Dark Angels and Space Wolves there waiting to attack us on the left and right."
"...Although the combined forces of the Dark Angels and Space Wolves It sounds so magical that people don't want to touch it, but this is no excuse for the Iron Warriors to retreat in front of them. Even if they join forces, it is not our style to retreat directly." Boss Hong Suo pointed out unceremoniously. There are more than five hundred heavy vehicles and war engines behind you. They look so clean, with almost no traces of new battles. Don’t just run away when you see them..."
Although. He has not experienced the years when the Legion needed to build forts and cities to defend the world from being attacked, but as a being who has survived for several centuries among a group of ten thousand-year-old Iron Warriors and still managed to get ahead, Honso has never tasted it. Pork has also seen pigs run away.
"Why do your vehicles lack so many cannon positions but have so many giant drills, chainsaws and engineering servo arms? You are crazy, giving up precious ancient main guns or secondary weapon racks just to install them. These? It's no wonder you ran away when you saw them!"
Gate was still calm and seemed not to realize that Honso was hinting at him to run away. He looked at Honso from behind the eyepiece again - The Potion Master could feel the feeling of being scrutinized before launching an attack as the opponent tried to find his weakness. "It's not that I'm crazy. Obviously, if it was my own intention, I wouldn't choose to start a war when I knew it was going to start. Equip my heavy vehicles with these engineering machines."
"Abaddon... I mean, it was the Warmaster who ordered your troops to equip these engineering equipments?" Robert Mercurius. Guilliman has put down his great ax and is leaning on the ground. Around him, the new Iron Warriors are holding weapons, vigilantly and vaguely forming a beautiful semicircle, obviously guarding against the Khorne champion. suddenly burst out. "I'm curious, what mission is given to you by such a strange change of clothes?"
"Yes." The war blacksmith replied, and at the same time he turned his helmet eyepiece to Hong Suo's side and was surrounded by red armor and warrior covered by the scrolls, but he did not answer his last question, even though that question was one of the main ones.
Guilliman could clearly feel the opponent's eyes turning twice on his forehead, but the feeling given to the Thirteenth Primarch by Gett and his army was actually fine for the time being—— Just like their lords, they still maintain the painting habits of the Fourth Legion. Although they have partly blackened themselves because of the Black Legion, they don't look too bad. The Astartes of this army They also felt the same as Colom Gate gave Guilliman, extremely cold, ruthless, concise, and orderly. Guilliman even saw some of the subtle tactics of the Great Crusade era in their movements with a little nostalgia. Remains of the queue.
"I thought that this powerful champion of yours was a product of bioengineering technology that was completely controlled by you, as they said. It seems that the rumors are not very credible." Gate said, "I think he can even interfere with you and me. "
"Oh." Honso shrugged, "Things that are completely controlled can only be dead things, Gate, a truly powerful person. A big and excellent warrior must have subjective initiative to exert his maximum ability."
"That's true." The war blacksmith nodded slightly, "But since he is not completely controlled by you as rumored, then. Is he trustworthy?" The red eyepiece flashed, "I mean, he is not like you and me, wearing armor and having a heart of steel. Even if he is the champion of the Blood God, he cannot let me forget this fact." The ground asked back, "At this time, on the front lines of fierce fighting, something will hit our heads at any time and blow us up into the sky." Do you have to stand here as a target and tell me riddles?" "That makes sense." The war blacksmith looked around, "Why, you two are alone here? You have defeated so many Black Templars? ? Even without vehicles? Where are the rest of your warband? "
"Haha, they were airdropped to the rear at the request of the 'Warmaster'. Due to the serious lack of vehicles, it will take time to get here." This time everyone could hear the sarcasm in Mercury's mouth. "But I would advise them not to rush over in time, because there is a high probability that as soon as the mysterious protective measures here are destroyed by any force on the ground, the mobile interface girl of Blackstone Fortress will be happy to use the name of Abaddon Blast all of us and this fortress into ashes."
"I must say that his words are quite in line with our style, Hongso." Gate looked at Mo Qiu again in surprise. Leith, at the same time, seemed to say something to his own command channel. A huge tank slowly drove towards them from the rear of the queue, stopped in front of them, opened the rear hatch, and the ramp formed by the armored door panels appear before them.
“Come up, let’s talk when we head towards the inner city wall?”
Honso looked at Gate suspiciously, who pointed to the hatch, “As you said, Let's not use this place as a living target. Although the company of the Dark Angels has not moved, I'm not sure which batch of Will the wild wolf come after the smoke bomb I threw out? Or, I don’t want to be sued by the Warmaster’s Alpha intelligence officer at this time.”
Pharmacion. The master nodded, but paused and glanced at the neatly piled black ceramic steel hills.
"These...um...live things...can't fit into one vehicle." Gate pointed to the back, "But don't worry, because for the mission I was assigned, at least there are enough vehicles in my army."
Mercurius closed his mouth again, and at the same time he glanced at the vehicle, with some surprise and nostalgia in his voice, "Typhon. I didn't expect that they are still being used today."< br>
Gate's eyepiece glanced at the red-armored champion again.
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There are some very interesting things in the conversation just now.
The Thirteenth Primarch thought as he keenly captured something.
There is definitely something wrong with this Colom Gate. Ha, it seems that the traitors are not monolithic. Let's see what he's talking about.
Then he grasped the ax handle and followed them onto the ancient Typhon heavy siege tank.
The Iron Warriors brought by Gate were busy picking up the unconscious body of Black Templar on the ground and pushing it into the personnel carrier behind.
Not long after, the torrent of steel started slowly again and headed towards the southern gate of Clough Fortress.
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A bolide crashed onto the Clough Plain with an earth-shattering movement.
When the high-heat flames generated by friction on its exterior had not been completely extinguished, there was a being who kicked open the white-hot airdrop compartment and jumped out of it, without a trace. He didn't care about the impact of the scorching flames and other things.
Ulcanthos, Abaddon's former fleet master and leader of Abaddon's hounds, was content and eager to be the first to be dropped in this area, because there was a man here who might be useless to others. Such an important, but very useful target for him: the monasteries of those young witches, the brides of the Corpse Emperor, their temples are here.
Obviously, it can be seen that the Warmaster still has great trust in him, otherwise he would not give him priority in allocating these juicy and delicious blood foods, as long as he kills and offers these witches who are followers of the Corpse Emperor blood and skulls, and finally ended up desecrating their temple with blood, then Urkansos was convinced that he would be able to get rid of this embarrassing situation of incomplete promotion and successfully transform into a real The Ascendant, a Daemon Prince of Khorne.
He swore that those two damn guys, Zara Feston and Devram Koda, definitely showed expressions of ridicule and gloating when they saw him in this state. These two would only hide behind The bitch who causes trouble behind other people's backs and on high-altitude tracks! When he completes his promotion, he will definitely make these two guys who have not yet been promoted look good!
As for how to complete his such an important promotion...
He turned his attention to the temple guarded by the nuns in front of him.
From the walls and gleaming church spire of Santa Maurica, countless small figures wearing black armor and red shirts are rising: the jetpacks behind them emit flames Light, soon, these flying witches called Seraphs will leave the protection of the temple shield and launch an active attack on the landing force in Urkanthos.
The demon prince candidate licked half of his teeth that had turned into sharp fangs, feeling different fresh blood flowing through every inch of his bones and joints.
He urgently awaits the completion of his metamorphosis like a butterfly in a chrysalis.
He will drink the blood of Khorne.
"Praise the Blood God."
(End of Chapter)