Chapter 704 Red Sanctuary and Lord Guilliman
Battle Moon, a certain passage.
After leaving the cave in the deepest part of the Battle Moon, Fu Qinghai led the soldiers of the Tiefutu Chapter to retreat all the way outwards, retreating continuously along the winding and tortuous underground passage for ten years. After many kilometers, they stopped and waited inside a cleared Orc ammunition processing factory.
Waiting for the news that the gate exploded.
Choose this ammunition processing factory to stop because the orcs have made a lot of structural reinforcements to prevent ammunition explosion accidents during the production process. These reinforcement measures can withstand the gravity generated when the subspace portal explodes. disorders, and shock waves that may trigger earthquakes and collapses.
Fu Qinghai paced back and forth in the factory.
Why hasn’t the imagined shock wave come yet?
Did the Adeptus Mechanicus fail to destroy that gate?
"Is there any image sent back from the servo skull?"
Fu Qinghai asked his attendant.
"Signal interference is serious, not available for the time being."
Lin Yu glanced at the tactical tablet and replied.
"Establish a communication link with the battleship Suzheng."
Fu Qinghai thought for a while and ordered the technical sergeant.
"The communication link was established successfully, Khan."
His technical sergeant quickly answered.
"Master Buck."
Fu Qinghai directly found the forge master who was currently on the boarding deck, and looked at the screen filled with black metal cables and green electronic devices. Eye's face asked:
"What's going on with those intelligent control robots?" How? "
"The situation is quite stable, and there is no tendency to attack for the time being. According to the logical judgment of the intelligent control robots, we are a friendly unit. Your artificial intelligence is trying to crack the control program on the intelligent control cortex. Estimated to take…half an hour.”
Master Buck replied seriously.
Intelligent control robots are not remote control robots but intelligent robots. They have a certain level of primary intelligence - primary intelligence within the scope allowed by the Crimson Protocol. After Qinghun escaped from the intelligent control mechas, these mechas quickly resumed autonomous control. Fu Qinghai guessed that they suddenly moved from the cave space to the battleship deck, and at the same time disconnected from the technical priests accompanying the army. At this moment, they must feel very " Confused". All Master Buck needs to do is to appease the machine soul and wait for Qing Ming to crack the control protocol.
"Okay, as long as they don't get out of control..."
Fu Qinghai was about to give a few more instructions.
“Boom—boom, boom, boom!”
A sudden vibration interrupted his words, and the communication signal was instantly interrupted. Master Buck's face on the data tablet screen turned into flickering black and white stripes.
Fu Qinghai raised his head and looked around. There was a squeaking sound of twisted steel beams in the factory, and the dust on the walls fell off. Several deep chasms opened on the ground under his feet and spread around.
The Terminators staggered and stood unsteadily.
Fortunately, this wave of shocks came and went quickly. Just when Fu Qinghai was worried about whether the factory would collapse and bury him, the shocks coming from the depths of the moon had disappeared.
“Return to the cave!”
Fu Qinghai immediately ordered.
Many space warriors hurried back to the passage they had just left not long ago. After walking along the passage for a few minutes, they found that the road ahead had been completely buried by collapsed boulders, so they could only change to another fork in the road. As a result, this fork in the road also disappeared. Collapsed by the shock wave...went around and finally returned to the cave.
At this time, the deepest cave of the battle moon.
"Hiss..."
Even though they have seen this scene once, the cruel scene in the cave still makes many people take a breath. The giant curved corners that formed the green fire gate collapsed on a mountain of corpses, including Ork corpses, human corpses, Skitarii corpses, Space Marine corpses... Knight mechas and intelligent control mechas. The twisted and damaged remains were like some jagged metal exposed on the scarlet corpse mountain. The corpse mountain even stretched like a real hill.
Mars’ lesson this time was really profound.
Fu Qinghai glanced at the cave where corpses were strewn.
Do you still dare to disobey Qingshan Khan’s command?
“Look for the corpse of the beast.”
Fu Qinghai ordered calmly.
Based on the previous experience of blasting the Green Fire Gate, when the gate is destroyed, it will release a chaotic gravity impact with random directions and irregularities. This gravity disorder does not spread evenly from the inside to the outside in a spherical shape like a nuclear explosion. Therefore, whether the creatures in the cave can survive depends solely on luck. Some farts huddled in the corner and shivered but were unscathed, while some knight mechas were crushed into a ball of scrap metal because of their steel and iron bones.
Beasts are not necessarily affected by gravity blasts.
Even if you are affected, you may not die on the spot.
You need to search to confirm.
The Iron Buddha warriors ignored the lingering and moaning skitarii in the corpse pile, but quickly spread out and began to conduct a net-like investigation and search. When they encountered green-skinned orcs who were not dead, they made up for it. Send it to Brother Gomao with a knife.
The beast is huge and eye-catching. If it is dead, it should be found quickly, but the Space Marines searched back and forth but could not find any trace. Fu Qinghai frowned and scanned the large and small passages around the cave.
I thought: Could it be that the beast has escaped?
It would be troublesome if he ran into other passages...
Fu Qinghai was squinting in thought.
“Khan, I found it!”
The voice of his subordinates came from the communication channel.
Fu Qinghai immediately raised his head to search, and soon saw a space warrior standing on the collapsed giant metal corner, holding a huge green sole with both hands high, which was connected to part of the ankle and Achilles tendon. The rest of the leg bones were hung with tattered green skin and scarlet muscles, as if they had been violently torn apart by some huge force, resulting in complete separation of flesh and blood.
A rough visual inspection of the soles of the feet, which are more than two meters long.
Only wild beasts have such big feet.
“Are there no other body parts found?”
Fu Qinghai asked as he walked away.
"We dug through the pile of corpses and found nothing."
A few Space Marines around him replied.
“The beast should have run away.”
Lin Yu followed behind and said his guess:
"But he ran away through the portal."
Fu Qinghai nodded slightly.
After the Mechanicum began to focus fire to attack the Green Fire Gate, the beast left here through the last teleportation before the gate completely collapsed. At that time, the gate may have been unable to operate normally and was on the verge of collapse. The chaotic gravity caused The beast has lost one of its paws, which is a more realistic guess. However, this kind of injury is nothing to an orc, let alone an orc among orcs, a beast.
“All space warriors thoroughly clean the battle moon.”
Fu Qinghai turned his head and said in the public channel:
"The battle is over, we have won."
…………
Mars, Pavonis Mons.
A female tech-priest emerged from the subway, and through the station's dusty, dirty windows she saw the facilities near the Tharsis foundry: low volcanic slopes slowly creeping along the horizon As it rises, the surface of the mountain is covered by an incalculable number of factories, extending upward until it extends out of the Martian atmosphere and into the airless void.
One of the Forge Temples stands above the surrounding factories, cast in the shadow of the towering Titan legions.
The area looks like the rest of Mars, but this part of the Tharsis Foundry has a gloomy air and is rumored to hold a deep secret. The woman knows it's not just hearsay, she knows a lot about it.
The Martians hid their intentions well, but not well enough. A new experimental project has been built inside the Tharsis Foundry. A large number of resources are gathering here, but there is nothing strange on the surface. The foundry is operating as usual, repetitive and monotonous, but it is still captured by data thieves lurking in the Martian network. Got some clues.
This is why women are here.
She has been separated from the rest of her Red Sanctuary teammates, with Rust Trackers and Blade Infiltrators still sniffing around like hounds for signs of them. But the interior of Mars is not monolithic. Kubik also has opponents who are both overt and covert, and there are more than one or two. The Grand Master of the Assassin Court cleverly uses these people to provide assistance to his agents.
The woman walked off the platform and walked out through the bustling crowd. Machines inside the station's columns monitored the bustling Martian inhabitants, silently scanning her implanted chip and reading her function codes. The woman hurried down the steps, arms cradling her data tablet to her chest, perfectly imitating a lowly assistant who was running late.
The woman walked into the hive-like factory cluster on the volcanic slope, and quickly switched between different identities in the shadows and gaps with ease. One moment she became a craftsman, and another moment she was a ranger. She seamlessly blended into wherever she was, among the crowd. Zhong became a face that no one would remember, walking deeper into the foundry along the stairs and pipes until there were fewer and fewer people around him.
Several robed messenger monks and thought-rhythm monks walked quickly past her. None of these sneaky low-level technical priests questioned her identity. There are thousands of branch sects and power structures within the Mechanicus. They are wary of each other and do not pry about others, nor do they want others to pry about themselves. This saves women a lot of trouble.
While walking, the woman suddenly took a deep breath, her back muscles spasmed violently, her shoulder joints were dislocated with a click, and then she slammed into the narrow gap between the walls beside her. Her entire figure was like Like a piece of gummy candy, it disappeared into a gap less than fifteen centimeters apart that was completely impossible for people to pass through.
Half an hour later, in the dark foundry, a graceful figure covered in black gelatinous skin slipped out from the gap in the wall. The assassin revealed her true face and replaced the original woman. Techno-priest figure.
The assassin in black skillfully jumped and flipped between the beams of the foundry, silently and lightly, like a powerful ape. Below her, there were densely packed machine slaves moving things back and forth, as well as an assembly line in progress.
Another huge weakness of the forge empire of Mars is that its human resource base is composed entirely of mindless cyborgs. This misuse of lobotomies played into the hands of the Assassins, who were able to move more freely than they could on other worlds within the Empire. These servitors simply ignored anything outside of the programme, even when the Assassins were swaggering. There will be no reaction when appearing in front of them.
The assassin crouched on top of a steel beam.
Look at the servitors moving below.
The servitors were carrying a frame similar to a stretcher for wounded soldiers, and they were walking in a queue. On top of the stretcher was a white plastic bag, and there seemed to be some kind of huge and heavy object hidden in the bag. These servitors seemed to have no one to supervise them, so the assassin jumped down from the beam, landed quietly and steadily on the ground, and then walked to the servitor team to check. As she expected, these servitors ignored her.
The assassin followed the two servitors and showed the slender green crystal blade on his arm. With a slight stroke of the blade tip, he opened a sealed bag. She bent down and looked inside.
Inside is a naked corpse, with a fat pink tongue hanging between the long yellow ivory-like teeth. Its blood-red eyes are half-open and half-closed, its face is lifeless and dull, and its flesh and blood have been shaved off by huge craters. , the left arm also disappeared. The putrid smell emanating from the body in the bag was nauseating, and the assassin quickly switched to breathing through his mouth.
Is the damage caused by explosive bombs.
The assassin took a step back to get out of the way of the group of servitors. The servitors carried the orc corpse and continued to move forward. She did a rough calculation in her head, weighing the size of the entire warehouse against the number of transport stretchers, and then took a deep breath.
More than 10,000 corpses.
“What do they want ten thousand dead orcs for?”
The female assassin whispered to herself.
She wanted to inform Wangorich immediately.
No matter what the Adeptus Mechanicus used to collect so many Orc corpses, at least one thing is certain: Mars knew about this "Waaagh of the Beast" long before the Battle Moon came into Terra's orbit, but they Without saying anything, the Grand Master of the Assassin Court's suspicions about the Foundry Commander were confirmed, and the Holy Covenant had long been in vain. Not only that, Mars is apparently still conducting some ulterior secret research.
…………
Terra, Lions Gate Airport.
Countless large warships gathered at the berth.
The two Space Marine legions have returned in triumph.
Then, these victorious Space Marines all gathered at Lions Gate Airport, preparing to welcome the nominal supreme commander of the Human Empire, Lord Guilliman Udin Macht Udo—— Yes, it sounds like the person coming to greet and the person being greeted are reversed, but that's the truth.
The "Guilliman" in Udo's title is an honorary title. The full name of his position is: Lord Commander of the Empire, Lord Guilliman Udo, the first person in the Council of High Lords. , indicating that he has the same power and status as the Imperial Regent, and that he has no blood relationship with Robert Guilliman's adoptive father and mother's family on Macragge.
However, the grandness of the welcome ceremony made it seem as if Udo was really the Primarch of the Ultramarines.
The vast and towering boarding deck of the Suzheng battleship has been cleared, and the Space Marines are waiting in full gear. Udo's ornate shuttle passed through the void shield and landed on the golden circle painted specifically for greetings in the center of the deck. In the ring, the landing ramp of the shuttle came down, and fifty Lucifer Black Guards wearing exquisite black carapace stepped down.
They jogged along an avenue composed of Space Marines on both sides. The Space Marines on both sides of the avenue were representatives of various chapters and companies of the Imperial Fists of the White Scars, plus serving as personal guards and honor guards. The First Company of the Iron Buddha, with nearly a thousand Space Marines on the entire deck.
At the end of this deck walkway, stood the commanders of each battle group, as well as the company commanders and chaplains of each company. Standing at the front of the crowd were Captain Qingshan of the Iron Buddha Chapter, Grand Marshal Posymond of the Black Templars Chapter, Chapter Commander Mandu Latu of the White Scars Chapter, and Aisa of the Blamer Chapter. Captain Gia, Captain Quesadra of the Crimson Fist Chapter, Second Captain Thorn of the Paragon Fist Chapter... and Kurland, the last member of the Imperial Fist Chapter.
The Lucifer Black Guards stepped on shining boots and rumbled along both sides of the avenue. They spread out to form a cordon one person wide, and then all turned ninety degrees to face the Space Marines. , the last neat stamp of feet echoed in the open space on the deck. Although the Luciferian Black Guard are serious soldiers, this defensive move was somewhat ridiculous - as if all of them together could stop even ten Space Marines if anyone present decided to kill Udo. .
This move has more political implications.
Kurland thought silently in his heart:
Lord Udo is showing off his authority.
Fu Qinghai had a faint smile on his lips.
Behind him, the senior officers of the battle group were either slumped or expressionless, and they were obviously not too interested in this so-called welcome ceremony. The expression on Fu Qinghai's face is quite leisurely and indifferent. There is not much dissatisfaction or anger, but more of an indifferent attitude, quietly watching your performance.
“Woooo——”
With the sound of the silver horn, Guilliman Udin Macht Udo slowly walked down the ship's gangway, surrounded by many followers and senior officials from Mars and Terra.
Udo wore the most complicated attire, a gorgeous and stiff uniform inlaid with brocade and gold patterns, and his chest was covered with honors and medals. His cloak was raised from the ground by six blind automatons of praise, who ambled forward muttering prayers to the Emperor. Servo-skulls buzzed above him and flew in every direction. The little angels followed closely behind. Two baby angels pulled a piece of gold cloth two meters above his head. The other two held a swinging mechanical incense burner in their arms, exuding oily blue fragrant smoke.
The parade stopped in front of the Chapter Masters.
Fu Qinghai and Kurland both knelt down on one knee facing Udo and lowered their heads. Seeing this, other senior officers of the battle group behind them could only kneel down on one knee reluctantly and Hang your head.
Udo clapped his hands and smiled with satisfaction:
"Arise, arise, Servants of the Imperium! You, mighty sons of the Emperor, returned to your father when he needed him most, and you did not disappoint him."
Space Marine Station Standing up, the huge height difference immediately dwarfed Lord Guilliman. Udo calmly waved his hand to signal a servitor, who came forward with a velvet-covered tray containing many shiny golden medals of honor. An attendant followed the servitor, taking out the medals from the tray and pasting them on the breastplates of the Chapter Leaders one by one.
"In recognition, this Medal of Honor is named 'Defense of Terra'. All Chapters present will be permitted to display this Medal on your armor and banners forever."
Udo announced, raising his chin.
The attendant approached Fu Qinghai cautiously and placed the medal on the lightning eagle wings emblem on his chest with trembling hands. Fu Qinghai looked over the head of the attendant and looked behind Udo: four automatic scribes used mechanical quills to scribble down the events on the scrolls, as well as a servitor with a camera for eyes and a servitor with a speaker for the mouth. . Several servo skulls were hovering in mid-air, and the cameras in their eye sockets were focused on the Space Marines from different angles, recording the scene of the investiture ceremony.
Fu Qinghai guessed in his heart: The images, sounds and videos that are now recorded will probably be played repeatedly on the screens outside the palace and in the squares of countless hive cities in Terra. Newscasters will praise Lord Guilliman's great leadership, and Ecclesiastical Chaplains will preach how the Chapter Masters of the fourteen Astartes Chapters knelt before Udo to express their love for Terra and the Emperor. Loyalty... This shows Udo's supreme power status.
"Now, brave defenders of the Empire. We must hold a war council, the orcs have not yet been defeated."
After completing these ritualistic and performative things, Servo Skull Scattering away, Udo began to return to the topic.
……
Suzheng battleship, conference room.
The holographic projection of Holy Terra was rotating on the conference table, and a smaller celestial body next to it was the Orc Battle Moon. Through the long window in the corridor next to it, you can see the same scene in reality. The battle moon is not far away from the battleship Su Zheng.
The Chapter Masters sat around the conference table, and Udo sat at the head on a particularly huge throne. With the help of this seat, he could raise his buttocks to look directly into the eyes of the Space Marines without raising his head. Talk to these superhuman soldiers in front of you.
“The combined forces penetrated deep into the interior of the moon and caused major damage. The specific results have not yet been calculated, but we roughly estimate that more than 50,000 orcs or more were killed. Combat moon surface weapons have been Demolition, we also destroyed a device in the core area, which was later proven to be It is a long-range teleportation array, a subspace portal. Without it, the orcs will not be able to continuously deliver support-this information is crucial to this war. "
Kurland told. Udo introduced the situation:
"Explain the battle moon..."
"It shows that the Battle Moon is not only a giant attack ship and a war bridgehead, but also a space portal."
Udo interrupted Kurland contemptuously:
"This morning , Kubik has told me that we have noticed this situation, and Terra is currently formulating a new strategy on how to completely end this war."
Fu Qinghai couldn't help laughing when he heard this. .
Tyla is currently formulating a new strategy?
It sounds like everything is under control. If I hadn't seen your terrible performance when the orc ambassador arrived in Terra, you were so scared that you almost peed your pants, I would have almost believed it.
"There is only one way to end the war."
Kurand took over Udo's words and said firmly:
"We must continue to attack."
< br>An assistant handed Udo a data form. Udo took the document and squinted his eyes and read it for a while. The chapter leaders were left waiting by him. After reading it, he handed the document back.
"No."
Udo shook his head resolutely and said:
"Commander Kurand, Second Company of the Imperial Fist Solar Wall Company, you can no longer attack, at least not yet."
“What are we doing here if we don’t attack?”
Bosmond said suspiciously:
"Finally, the wall has been assembled, and the orcs are still raging in other parts of the empire, and you want us to stop?"
"Marshal Bosmund."
Kurland raised his hand to signal. Said:
“Please listen to Lord Guilliman.”
“It seems that the second company commander still has some wisdom.”
Udo smiled and said.
Issagar couldn't help but interjected:
"Kurland is now the Chapter Master of the Astartes, Lord Guilliman, and he is the same as the other Space Marines here."
“I don’t need your explanation.”
Udo waved his hand mercilessly:
"Kurland is not a Chapter Master. If not directly nominated by the Supreme Commander of his Chapter, according to the customs of his Chapter, potential successors to the position of Chapter Master of the Imperial Fists must go through the Chaplain and Company of the Chapter. With the unanimous consent of the president, nominees are selected by vote Out. In Kurland's case, neither of these prerequisites have been met."
"How is that possible? What nonsense are you talking about? He is the only and last Imperial Fist! "
Bosmond roared and emphasized.
"If he were the last surviving Imperial Fists recruit, would you still choose him as Chapter Master?"
Udo asked rhetorically.
"He has been recognized as the Chapter Master of the Imperial Fists Chapter by us Chapter Masters of the other sons of Dorne."
Issagar reminded.
"Of course, of course, Captain Kurland leads all the sub-groups of the Imperial Fists. He is valuable."
Udo spread his hands, neither admitting nor Not refusing:
"I would never deny the wishes of so many great heroes, and Terra can allow such a choice to happen if it turns out that it is in the best interests of the Empire."
"We can decide matters about the Astartes ourselves!"
Bosmond stared at Udo and said coldly.
"Obviously not, Grand Marshal,"
Udo said patiently:
"First of all, you are servants and subjects of the God-Emperor, Lord of all mankind— —Although your changes may have gone beyond the classification of humans, you are still a member of the human race, Grand Marshal, your Chapter often forgets this fact. There is no way to explain the size of your fleet. There are rumors that you command too many Space Marines. Your so-called expeditions have disturbed the previously quiet xenos race many times. As a result, war broke out in the border areas of the empire and there was no peace.”
The "Endless Expedition" strategy formulated by Sigismund during his lifetime was described by Udo as a military invasion of neighboring countries... Fu Qinghai even heard the sound of Bosmond's teeth grinding. The Black Templar Grand Marshal was almost angry. Exploded.
“Calm down, Marshal.”
Fu Qinghai raised his hand and pressed it on Bosmond’s shoulder armor.
He was afraid that the Black Templar Grand Marshal would pull out his sword and chop the Empire Commander to death on the spot. Although in his eyes, Udo was already a corpse, he should not die now, nor should he die at the hands of a Space Marine.
Don’t die on the battleship Suzheng.
"Of course there is you, Captain of the Qingshan Chapter."
Udo pointed the finger at Fu Qinghai again:
"You and your Chapter have disappeared for a thousand years. During this period , the entire Marquez King region is shrouded in a subspace storm. According to normal procedures, we should first dispatch The Inquisitors of the Holy Tribunal go to that sector to investigate and confirm the purity of the Iron Buddha Chapter and whether you are still loyal to the throne. Only when everything is correct can your Chapter return to the order of imperial military power. . ”
Does that mean I don’t belong to the Human Empire yet?
Fu Qinghai couldn't help laughing when he heard this. He didn't expect that Wu Duo would give him a slap in the face even if he tried to persuade him to start a fight. However, he had no explanation for this question and just shrugged.
Udo obviously did not intend to continue to struggle with this issue. He said this just to slap Fu Qinghai and his Iron Buddha Chapter, the most powerful sub-group of the White Scars. Udo has a very sharp vision in this regard, and he can tell at a glance that Qingshan Khan is in a leadership position among everyone.
Why else would the meeting be held on the Su Zheng?
“We serve the Emperor.”
Persiemond suppressed his anger and said:
“Not to serve the bureaucracy.”
"Our mission is sacred, we are the agents of the Emperor's will, the noble Grand Marshal Bomond."
Udo turned his head and refuted:
"This is nothing Rules that can be ignored at will. Your willfulness makes us hesitate. Your gathering is unnecessary. There is no authorization. There are now more than 10,000 Space Marines in orbit around the Throne World. How should we understand it? "
"Because of your incompetence, we came to save the Throne World, and you. But come to accuse us of betrayal?"
Mandu Ratu Khan said in disgust.
"You are the largest group of Space Marines assembled since the end of the Rebellion that shall not be mentioned."
Udo knocked on the table and reminded:
"We must Know exactly who you owe your allegiance to. Your success is welcome and laudable, but your sudden arrival has put the Empire at risk. The Senate was in an uproar."
"If the Imperial Senate were more efficient in running the country and more selfless in pursuing the self-interests of the Imperial Senate, then we wouldn't need to be here at all. , my brother may still be able to survive."
Kurand said calmly.
Udo deliberately put on a frightened expression:
"Look, it is these words that arouse my fear. Are you threatening me, Captain Kurland?"
“We have no interest in usurping the Senate!”
Kulander suddenly stood up from his seat. Issachar grabbed his wrist, but Kurander broke free.
"Is it because you are afraid of us that you leave us alone to die in the Adamantua system? Did you sacrifice the life of the Empire's staunchest defender in a political calculation?"
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Kurland asked excitedly.
“This is the root of the problem.”
Udo shook his head and sighed:
“Your mind is too simple.”
“Space Marine Specialized in war, you only think about battle and honor. I am a Space Marine. I have seen contempt for ordinary people too many times. You think you are smart, but you often forget that you are born to create conflicts and resolve conflicts. Conflict is always with you, as the Emperor wishes. Leave the delicate affairs of government to more appropriate people.”
Udo said calmly.
“A total of one hundred and thirty-six warriors of my warband died in order to save you and your damn bureaucracy.”
Talgujin Khan crossed his arms. The voice was cold:
“And you are still here and keep belittling us.”
“Look, it’s started again, another implicit threat.”
Udo spread his hands helplessly and said:
"Okay, let's stop complaining. You must listen to me and do as I say, and there will be no problems between us. Tomorrow, we You will travel to the surface, where you will be recognized as saviors. Then, in the Imperial Senate, you will renew your allegiance to the Empire. You will be recognized as Chapter Master of the Imperial Fists, Kuran. Captain De, the Senate will agree. You and your chapter can return to the Imperial military order, Chapter Commander Qingshan, the Inquisition will allow it. Finally, we will formulate a plan, under the authority of myself, the Commander-in-Chief of the Imperial Guard. With the support of Lyot, Supreme Lord Admiral Lanson and others, we can end this crisis."
Udo finished all his arrangements in one breath.
The chapter leaders looked at each other in confusion upon hearing this.
Lansong? Williot? In the process of solving the battle moon above Terra, did the Imperial Guard regiments and Imperial Navy battleships appear even once from beginning to end?
It's so shameless!
“How to deal with the battle moon?”
Fu Qinghai asked calmly.
“Kubik wants it intact.”
Udo replied without thinking.
"So, Terra is dancing to the tune of Mars now?"
Persianmund said in a sarcastic tone.
Udo gave him a hard look.
Bosmond stared back immediately.
“We will hold a meeting of the Twelve High Lords.”
Udo said slowly with a bad tone:
"Its fate will be decided there."
"I strongly request you that the Battle Moon must be destroyed."
Ku. Rand leaned forward and pleaded.
"I will consider your suggestion at my discretion, whether to destroy the Battle Moon, that is a matter for Terra to decide. You will maintain the blockade until the navy gathers enough troops to take your place. Otherwise, there will be no more here. It’s your business.”
Udo said calmly:
“You have pulled the teeth of the orcs, now it is time for the government agencies to decide the best course of action. Remember, Chapter Masters, your combined fleet can no longer maintain Complete, each chapter will receive individual orders, and with this force we can eliminate the beast threat once and for all. This mesmerizing display of unity is no longer needed."
Finally the warriors on the high wall moved uneasily.
"Yes...Sir."
Kullan hesitantly agreed to disband the legion.
Fu Qinghai folded his hands and said nothing.
He had expected this situation early on.
The White Scars will not disband the Legion.
"There is one last thing I must tell you."
Udo continued to talk about his arrangements:
"We must not let the destruction of the Imperial Fists become known to the public. Your return, Kurland, will prove that the Dornish Astartes are indestructible. You will rise from the dead with great fanfare, Ork Orcs I can never defeat you... Wait, I have a more suitable story, you are only one person, which is obviously problematic. To avoid this situation, each of you emperors. The Imperial Fist Regiment will allocate some of their men to help form a new Imperial Fist Chapter.”
“We are not the Imperial Fist Chapter.”
Kui, the leader of the Crimson Fist Chapter. Sadra said:
"That was not the case a thousand years ago."
"They will wear the armor of the Imperial Fists."
Udo waved his hands indifferently and said:
"The people will not know any different."
"Our soldiers will never give up their flag!"
>Isagar waved his hand and shouted dissatisfied.
"What do you mean? No honor? No mention of my brother's sacrifice? We all died in vain?"
Kurland's face turned pale when he heard this:
"This is an atrocity! This is blasphemy!"
"This is politics, Chapter Commander Kurland."
< br>Udo raised his tone and said:
"The battle moon has just appeared. If you tell people about the Imperial Fist The news of its extinction would send a wave of terror through the empire. Worse would be the rumors, which are harder to handle than the shock of the announcement, so not a word of this disaster can be published. Sympathy, Captain, but there are some practicalities to consider.
Udo stood up from his seat.
Raise your hands to stop dissent.
"You must forgive me, Kurland, I have to return to the ground now, and I still have many things to arrange."
After saying that, Udo bowed and left The Space Marine stared after him as his followers followed him out.
The entire conference room became very quiet.
"We will not disband the legion."
Bosmond suddenly said.
“We can’t disobey him.”
Quesadella said with a bitter look on his face.
“Of course we can.”
Thorne looked at everyone and asked:
"How will Udo implement this order?"
"If we refuse, there is nothing he can do. He will be forced to make concessions and make up some stories to Good for yourself. More politics, more lies, that's all."
Poseymond sneered.
“I cannot condone this behavior.”
Kurland held his head and struggled in pain:
"He made my brother sacrifice in vain."
"If we still want to save the empire."
Aisa Jia looked at the crowd and said:
"Then we have no choice."
"Someone said something similar a thousand years ago."
Thorn curled his lips and said:
"I don't want to mention that person's name."
Mark Sims Thorne is not only the second captain of the Paragon Fists, he is also a thousand-year veteran who participated in the Siege of Terra. What he was referring to was the traitors, including Horus and Abaddon. He said that he had no choice in order to save the Empire, trying to find reasons and excuses for his betrayal.
“Watch your thoughts, brother.”
Isagar immediately warned.
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Unlike the endless debates on the Imperial Fists side, on the other side of the long conference table, the white-scarred Space Marines were unusually quiet. They were informed of this situation by Fu Qinghai in advance, and they had already reached a consensus on whether to disband the legion. And unlike the Imperial Fists, a model legion responsible for guarding Terra, the White Scars have always been known for being independent and unruly. These two legions with very different styles have also inherited this way of thinking to a certain extent. Sub-group.
"What should we do next, Qingshan?"
Mandu Ratu asked in a deep voice.
"You have already anticipated this situation, right?"
Chief Storm Seer Baoshu Lige said.
“Let’s cooperate with his political games.”
Fu Qinghai held his chin and said softly:
“I have already seen the bullet holes on Lord Udo’s eyebrows... …Don’t worry, let the bullets fly for a while.”…………