Chapter 87 Titanium Family World Empire Tour Group
When the familiar moon-class cruiser docked at the star port, Alan Bayer rarely felt the smell of home. Anyway, in this dark universe, he needed to leave some thoughts for himself to avoid going crazy.
The staff officer in his regiment was talking endlessly about how Staff Kane had left. He could only discuss with his adjutant how great he was. When Alan Bayer commented that Staff Officer Kane's taste was a bit strange, he drank Tanner tea anyway. When he stopped going down, the staff officer felt that there was a thick wall between him and his regiment leader.
The air valve was opened, and the transport plane took the soldiers of the 4th Skadi Regiment home. The captain warmly hugged Alan Bayer, the staff officer, and every soldier who rescued them in the hangar.
"How do we act next?" Captain, an Imperial Navy officer would actually ask the Imperial Guard how to act. This is not a good sign. After all, the Empire fears nothing more than this.
"Don't ask me, Commander-in-Chief Qi Fan will send you your mission deployment next, but I think you probably know it." Alan Bair replied, and the captain's expression turned bad. "Okay, we still have to say hello to those blues, don't we?"
"Don't be too frustrated (Ti). When this mission is over, we will find a way to return to Skadi. Our military department there is probably about to revoke our service~" the staff officer said helplessly.
"The three of us officers have to continue serving with just one word. But we don't know how many Terran years it will take to get home. Maybe we will be old by the time we reach the Maelstrom." Alan Bair also said Jokingly, a trip across the entire extreme star field in this dark universe is probably inevitable.
said the staff officer. "Thinking about it this way, my dream has come true. I look around and hope there will be fewer wars. I am getting older."
said the captain. "Staff Kane is almost 100 years old this year and he is still fighting everywhere. He is so desperate, young man!"
The three of them laughed and chatted and walked to the bridge. Such a harmonious atmosphere could not be maintained for long, until Alan Bayer made his bed on the messy Empire bridge, put it on it, and took out a delicious Open the can of golomon and eat the fat inside for lunch.
Turn on the data tablet, look at the latest battle report, trace the empire's most cutting-edge sacred object with greasy fingers, and take a sip of bitter synthetic coffee.
If the Ministry of Military Affairs needs to select the imperial officer who knows how to enjoy the most, this guy will be among the best. But the comfort is soon broken by the communication on the big screen. The big blue noseless face is posted on it, saying . "Lieutenant Colonel Alan Beyer, it is my honor to continue working with you. Please receive communications from the Greater Good."
Alan Bayer, who had just laid down, could only stand up and turn on the information receiver on the bridge. "You bastard, you made the call during lunch break. You say you are a merchant ship and a diplomat every day. Didn't you see me having lunch?"
That damn high-ranking official of the Shui clan had a "fatal" relationship with him, and he passed his life in the hands of Alan Bair.
"Sorry, I know this is rude, but I have to inform you that the next stationing mission will be between you and me."
Alan Bayer feels that the can in his hand is no longer fragrant. He shouldn't arrange for his own exclusive human Titanium Alliance girl to serve him 24 hours a day. Then he should change it to a blue-skinned girl. You have pebbles on your face (titanium) The edges of the skin of middle-aged people will have pebble-like ridges, which are equivalent to wrinkles) What are you doing with me?
Alan Beyer asked. "Just two fleets?"
The water clan returns. "Most of the fleet will stay in the void. After all, you also know that if the terrible insect swarm lands, then there will only be an endless war of attrition waiting for us, and as long as there is enough biomass, they will continue to increase."
"Either it is blocked in the void, or the world is destroyed. Compared with stationing, our mission is actually more like a prop to delay the time when the insect colony descends after the fleet is destroyed."
Alan Bayer took a spoonful of meat, chewed it, and asked inarticulately. "Aren't you afraid that you will die?"
The Water Clan replied. "If this is for the Greater Good, I will have no fear, and the Tau fleet will not fail."
Alan Bayer cursed. "Religious madman." Then turned off the communicator. As for the emperor's faith? That's not called religion, it's the light of billions of human beings, and it cannot be summed up as the Supreme Good!
"Captain, you heard it too. The star map has also been sent to us. How long does it take to get there?"
The captain adjusted the star map to look at the location of the Tau world. "It only takes 2 days to start the subspace voyage. According to the information in the order, it will take about two weeks for the bugs to arrive in this world."
Alan Bair shook his head. "Don't forget that it will take a week for the Tau's spaceship to survive. We are the host. If we go directly there, we may be shot down by their railgun array."
"Let's get ready to go to Mandeville Point, and then enter the real world far away from that world. Then use the sub-light speed engine to slowly drift, and try to reach it in six days, or seven or eight days, the soldiers can also do it. Have a good rest.”
The captain raised his eyebrows slightly. Usually he has only one mission, which is to send people to the battlefield quickly, deliver goods to the battlefield, patrol, escape, and fight in roundabouts. The goal is to be fast. The faster, the better. Today, the sun is shining in the west. .
"Okay, everyone prepares for subspace travel and heads for Mandeville Point. Remember to drive slowly." The captain gave the order a little helplessly. Alan Bair felt the vibration of the piston and engine and lay back on his bed. Continue to rest.
Although he doesn't talk about titanium, he is very conflicted in his heart. Whether it is his words to the high-ranking officials of the water caste of the titanium tribe or his desire to take relatively gentle actions against them, it shows that Alan Bair is almost exaggerating about this alien race. of patience.
Although I don't want to admit it, it is extremely difficult to have racial brains and diplomacy in this dark and terrifying universe. Although Titanium also has shortcomings, it is definitely more normal than most aliens and even the Empire.
And Ailan doesn't want this seemingly normal race with potential to follow the old path of the empire. Humanity has a recorded history of 40,000 years, and the Titanium is only 7,000 or 6,000. They are still far from their peak.
But their haze has appeared, the separation of vision, AI technology, subspace engines, those things that seemed to make Titanium powerful are pulling them into a new bottomless abyss.
It is the similarity of history that makes Alan Bayer, a man who understands human history, care more about Titanium's thoughts.
Alan Bayer thought so and suddenly cursed. "tmd this seems to be called Tsundere?"
He touched his sacred emblem, the star of Terra surrounding the olive branch. No matter how much he took care of this race, in the final analysis, human beings could not protect themselves now.
Following the fluctuation of Geller's position and the unique feeling of entering subspace, Alan Bayer closed his eyes and fell asleep. If you are worried about a car accident every time, then it is best for you never to go out in your life, even if he wakes up and is surrounded by a group of people. Surrounded by demons, no matter how terrible the experience is, it will not stop humans from moving to other places. Otherwise, humans should not go on the Great Expedition, but should die on Terra.
When the short subspace trip ended, the battleship slowly approached. This period of time was so peaceful that it felt boring. There were no violent fluctuations or pirate attacks. Even Alan Bair, who was used to being busy, felt that he was too comfortable.
The good news is that he has learned the old skills of the staff officer, and now he is the king of gambling on the ship. The bad news is that Mr. John, who once defeated him, is no longer in the 4th Skadi Infantry Regiment, and he will always owe him a cup of ice cream.
The ship slowly approached, and not long after a week's sailing, the flagship's detector could see the target. It was a beautiful blue planet, with a lot of oceans and a small amount of land, and a giant circular space station parked in the orbit of the planet. While rotating, the Bordeleau happened to be approaching the dark side of the world. Where the stars did not shine, countless bright lights shone in the world.
It is different from the imperial world that Alan Bayer has seen. The imperial world he has seen uses hives to accumulate a large number of people, and there are too many damn wilderness that are incomprehensible. The battleships are also pitch black. Of course, he also considers This can effectively prevent enemy orbital bombardment.
The captain looked at the world and began to check the coordinates on the indicator again and again.
"No, that's not right. Our imperial intelligence here shows that this world was still...a wilderness three hundred Terran years ago?"
"The empire records that this is a mining world. The Mechanicus exploits a large amount of minerals here. There is no atmosphere and no fresh water. There are only a large number of slave workers and members of the Mechanicus."
At this moment, the communicator beeped again for a long time. It was a message from the titanium. This time it was not a senior official of the Water clan on the battleship, but a young titanium woman. She did not wear that ugly braid, maybe because of the consideration of human beings. The aesthetic, and that baby blue kimono, and her Gothic is pretty good, though she still has that damn accent.
But she's still an alien, damn it!
"Everyone, welcome to "Yi" Ganret, we have been looking forward to your arrival for a long time."
"Please stop at the space station. Imperial soldiers of the Skadi Fourth Infantry Regiment can come here on transport planes. We have built a Ministry of Foreign Affairs here for you to rest." Her voice was pleasant and ethereal. It's the accent that makes people want to stuff her vocal organs into her belly.
And does Alan care what the name of this world is? No, he just looks forward to Tau delicacies and enough rest!
"Very good, we are about to get off the ship. By the way, excuse me, do you provide the kind of things I imagined? For example... hot springs, ramen, sashimi, or geisha?"
The diplomat opposite was obviously confused. After all, cooperation with the Imperial Guard must be an official military operation. Why does this Astra Militarum Lieutenant Colonel act like he is traveling?
"Of course, we will be prepared so that all Imperial Guard soldiers can enjoy the life of the Greater Good."
Alan Beyer replied. "Go, go, go, for the sake of the better path, we will go down immediately."
Then close the communication and ask the captain again. "You are still on the Bordero this time. These are not the aliens and heretics who are eager to take off your bones, but a group of stupid blue-skinned scapegoats who provide us with free services and food."
said the captain. "I will live and die with the Empire's loyal battleships!"
The staff officer coughed. "Captain, these are aliens after all. What if they poison the food?"
Alan Beyer asked. "If the bugs come and we don't give them an astropath, but they run away in the subspace, what will they do?"
Yes, this is how powerful the relationship between the Tau and the Empire is now. They don't have to plot against each other, it's better to enjoy it, but Alan Bair still requires the soldiers to keep their guns in their hands even when they are taking a bath in the hot springs.
Soon the Tau diplomatic mission saw more than 10,000 people, the mighty Imperial Guard, several Chimera armored vehicles, and Sentinel bipedal mechas, marching neatly through the beautiful "modern" windy city of the Tau And those forts that seemed useful but couldn't stand a single bombing.
The Fire Caste had already evacuated the civilians on the Astra Militarum roads in advance. The girl from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, the guy in the communication just now, and the senior Water Caste official from the battleship who was almost killed by Alan Bair came to Skadi. In front of the four groups, he sat on the stingray and shouted.
"Everyone, please get on the stingray transport ship. You are all guests of the Greater Good. You should not walk directly in the city. Please come to our Ministry of Foreign Affairs immediately!"
The girl said nervously, but the range of body movements of the Tau was very small, and coupled with the clicking sound of the sentry walking, it was basically inaudible.
Alan Bayer, who was sitting in the Chimera, stuck his head out and shouted. "Why, you also want to have fun on the sacred engine of the empire~"
"Forget it, old man, my co-pilot has enough room for that titanium girl who can speak Gothic!"
The staff officer covered his face. Although he was also a soldier, he had no shame in showing up to others after training such a regiment leader...
And that senior official of the Water Clan learned human body language in a humane way. That is something that has been passed down from ancient Terra to this day, which is to extend the middle finger of the palm, and then...
Cultural export...
However, there is a reason why Alan Bair wants to be active in the urban area. To put it bluntly, it is to show his power and show these Tau that the most powerful military force in the world is not your rotten fish and shrimps, but our empire. of elites.
The reality is also the same. If there is a real fight, those armored units and combat uniforms that are eager to fight will not dare to bomb in the urban area. If they engage in street fighting and close combat, many of the infantry of the Skadi Fourth Regiment will fight against the Orks and traitorous Space Marine special forces. Had special training.
It's no problem if your head is smashed by those blue men. As for the Ministry of Foreign Affairs they arranged, it is placed in the wilderness. It looks like it is a place prepared for bombing. Whoever goes there will have something wrong with their head.
And the services promised by the Titanium are no longer something they want to refuse or can refuse. They are sheep, and the Fourth Group is tigers. If they rob something with the aliens, it is not a robbery. It is called taking back the emperor's rights for granted. Supplies and the Emperor's property.
The fourth group found the largest and most comfortable place in the city, which seemed to be the ether palace of the Greater Good. If an ether comes here and lives here, then I am the ether now!
Drinking sake and lying on the tatami, Alan Bair and his staff watched the Tau's heretical brainwashing advertisements, using the monitor to emphasize how good the Greater Good was again and again.
But in the Empire I was submissive, in the Tau I fought hard, and I went to NMD to pursue the higher good.
But Alan Bair was not a complete bastard. When the girl from the Tau Ministry of Foreign Affairs came and handed over all kinds of information and documents in a polite manner, he would still study and think carefully.
After all, the threat of war and bugs is real, and having fun is part of it, as is fighting.
The diplomat said too. "Lieutenant Colonel, we, the Greater Good, have been transforming this world, but there is actually an area of this world that has been troubled by the Emperor's followers, a group calling themselves the Imperial Guard. They are the human emperors left behind three hundred years ago. The followers of the Emperor are still unwilling to return to the higher good, which has caused great trouble to our development..."
Alan Bair asked in surprise. "You don't have cannons to blast them?"
said the diplomat. "They are hiding in the fortress of the imperial power called the Mechanicum by humans in this world. The void shields and solid walls are still there, as well as a large number of weapons. And they live well by relying on guerrilla warfare and looting Tau cities..."
Alan Bayer couldn't believe it, but he still praised it. "As expected of the Emperor's subjects, give me the information and let me see the situation of those loyal people..."
"Then, the staff officer informed the soldiers that we should go there and take a look. By the way, five thousand elites were left here. If they all left, there would be no one responsible for helping our Tau Alliance with "city defense."
The staff officer nodded. "Affirmative, leader, I will ensure that the capital of this world is "unbreakable"."
The diplomat girl showed a dumbfounded expression. It was hard to say that the Tau could express such violent emotions, but there was no doubt that she had met the most difficult opponent in her career, the Skadi Fourth Regiment.
Don’t talk about titanium girls being cute. You can kill all the aliens, perverts, scum, Slaanesh, and things corrupted from subspace (insult).
(End of chapter)