Chapter 88 Falakxia 113 Irregular Legion

Several Chimera armored vehicles were driving along the endless coast. The Fourth Skadi Regiment only escorted them to the vicinity of the fortress. The place that was once a mining world basically had no mountains for transportation. The mountains were hollowed out, making it inconvenient. The transportation hole was filled, but the vast oceans in this world today were dug out by the empire.

It is hard to imagine that the golden beach and the gentle breeze in front of the garden world were not atmospheric places a hundred years ago. The world-changing technology of the Tau has reached an incredible level.

What is even more incomprehensible is that the endless blue ocean in front of them was dug out by the empire...

Perhaps the beauty of this world today can be regarded as the "cooperation" of the two races?

Then the staff officer's words, accompanied by the hum of the Chimera engine, interrupted Alan Bair's thoughts. "Captain, what if this is a trap?"

Alan Beyer replied. "Of course, if I were the Tau, I would definitely design a trap like this, allowing a few Imperial traitors to pretend to be Astra Militarum, and then huddle in a repaired Imperial facility, and then kill us on the plains when we get close."

"Afterwards, pretending to be accidents and accidents, the Skadi Fourth Regiment lost its leader and staff and was leaderless, and finally accepted the concept of the Greater Good."

The staff officer was frightened by this idea, but this was definitely something those blue-skinned people would do. In his eyes, the Tau and the Orcs just liked to talk nicely, while the other liked to do things directly. In comparison, he liked the latter more.

"Then why are you still going?"

Alan Bayer said something that was a bit naive, but full of reasonable motives. "Because the Emperor's people might be there, and isn't that what we in the Astra Militarum live for?"

"If I have to choose between keeping hundreds of millions of loyal souls in a world and getting a beautiful garden world, I will choose the former without hesitation."

"Advisor, the most precious thing in this world has never been material, but the human spirit. That is what all beings in this world covet. On the contrary, the empire has a vast territory, and any material existence you can imagine is in this huge in the galaxy, but there are never enough loyalists.”

"If those people are really believers of the Emperor and subjects of the Empire, the 4th Skadi Infantry Regiment should pull them out of the alien world, from this seemingly beautiful hell to the real hell, but in the real world Only in this hell can human souls have a place to go.”

The staff officer didn't answer. He drove the car intently. The auspicious ticking echoed, scanning everything that could be found. It was surprisingly quiet here, as if everything in titanium had stopped here. Creatures, birds, and forests occupied it. The ground, then the unpleasant smell of promethium and the unique sound of gears from Imperial equipment.

"I...this smell definitely means someone from the Empire is here..." Alan Bair couldn't help but comment that it smelled similar to the nest.

The staff officer had to nod, because he had already seen, in the distance, the dense dark castle, the thick alloy metal, and several bolt barrels and logging guns standing in the shooting holes.

But this is not a particularly powerful stronghold. It should be said that the Mechanicus Order was bombed to the point where only a courtyard was left. Even the Mechanicum-style bell and golden gears were only half of them. The faint void shield was there. Looming above, there is no shortage of anti-orbital beams.

"No wonder those blue guys can't take over this place. The oil guys always keep good things at home." Alan Beyer looked at this place and marveled.

"Captain, what do you call the mechanical priests?" The staff officer pressed his ears to make sure he heard correctly.

"Oil guys, that's what I call them in private." Alan Bayer replied nonchalantly.

The staff officer nodded. "Appropriate, how appropriate!"

"Okay, let's get down to business." Alan Bayer turned on the communicator.

"Second Lieutenant, put up our regimental flag, then drive the sentry out of range and use the Imperial Guard's radio frequency to ask questions." Alan Bair ordered, and the Second Lieutenant grimaced.

"Why do I have to do everything?" The second lieutenant sat in the narrow cockpit of the Sentinel mecha, curled up with his head hanging on the observation hole. He was used to driving in this position for long periods of time, and he always There may be serious spinal problems...

The lieutenant turned on the communicator. "Sentinel team, let's get to work. Turn on the safety of the cluster beam gun and try to maneuver as much as possible. If someone fires from the other side, we will go in and go far away."

"After confirming the communication willingness of the radio and the other party, report to the group leader and end."

After a while, three walkers equipped with the empire's most precise gyroscopes left the bunker. The roar of servers and the clicking sounds of mechanical structures continued. And this was definitely not full coverage. It even had observation holes similar to armored vehicles. Some projects The troop's sentinel was even a "convertible."

But this is the best armor the infantry regiment can produce. The one at the front of the three sentries is the second lieutenant's mount. It is currently carrying the flag of the Skadi Fourth Infantry Regiment and constantly emitting radio frequencies.

In the fortress, a brown-haired woman who looked like an Imperial officer climbed up from the mechanical creation of the Tau. She was recycling the machinery. This showed how stretched the Imperial Guard here were after leaving the Empire's supplies. Even the beam guns in their hands were exhausted. It's a rail rifle wrapped in a beam gun shell.

"Correspondent, has our two-hundred-year-old imperial communicator moved?" She looked in disbelief at the correspondent in front of her who was busy operating a radio that he had almost never touched in his life.

"Captain, yes, it moved! An Imperial Guard has discovered us, God-Emperor!" The correspondent burst into tears. They seemed to be wearing Imperial Guard uniforms, but in fact it was not difficult to find that their bulletproof armors were from the Tau Empire's Fire Caste. The soldier's combat uniform was cut and pulled off...

It can be said that apart from looking like the Imperial Guard, their spirit is that of the Imperial Guard, and none of their equipment comes from the Empire. They have been trapped in the alien world for three hundred years. How strong their will and faith can keep the Emperor's light for three generations?

The woman named Captain swept away all the messy Tau machinery on the table, even ignoring the sharp blades that cut her palms, and held their modified Tau communicator with scarlet fingers. .

"The Empire, come to pick us up! Your Majesty, the Emperor, they are coming... coming... woo..." The Imperial Guards will not cry. They are definitely not considered Imperial Guards, but the choking sounds continue in this remaining fortress of the Mechanicum. Appear.

They did not choose to become the Tau Alliance, nor did they die in the war, but became the most confused people in the world, but the correspondent quickly answered. "I... won't use it... it's old, even though we scrub it every day, expect it to make sounds every day, and we haven't even changed anything on it, but... it's too old."

Then the woman wiped her tears. "Major, Major Jayne must know that if he can't get through, ask the engineering department to carry away the entire table and all the equipment!"

The correspondent immediately turned on the communicator. Almost instantly, the order was issued. Dozens of people carried the entire thick imperial command communication equipment on their backs, as if they were carrying their own mothers, and the communicator kept making sounds.

"The 4th Skadi Infantry Regiment, the 4th Skadi Regiment, the Lieutenant Colonel of the Imperial Guard, and Alan Bair's troops are requesting calls. Loyalists who are still holding on, go home."

The people carrying the equipment burst into tears. They quickened their pace and arrived at the deepest part of the fortress. The heavy metal door slowly opened and the gears creaked.

This location was obviously used as a headquarters. There were messy wires and shabby tactical drawings that looked like they were hundreds of years old. They showed the surface of the earth when this world was still a mining world. Countless staff officers stood up and approached the members of the engineering department who were approaching. , or they bring something to perform the Aquila Ceremony.

The commander-in-chief here is a gray-haired old man. His body is almost shriveled, like a mummy. The mechanical transformation has kept him alive, but the transformation during his young service was not maintained by the Imperial Mechanicus. He has long since It's a candle in the wind.

The military uniforms looked big and wide. The uniforms of the empire's school-level officers looked so heavy that they would crush the old man to death. The glittering badges on the chest made people feel even more dazzling.

the female captain yelled. "Major Jayne Noct, recipient of the Medal of Steadfast Step, was awarded the Heart of the Crown Medal in Sindisos, Xu Pei's Red Skull."

"Our Commander-in-Chief, the Empire has come to pick us up, but stupidly we have forgotten any communication, please..."

The twilight old man listened to the sizzling electromagnetic sound and the call from the communicator. He tremblingly climbed up with the help of several soldiers.

He used his skeletal fingers to move this creation that had not been used for three hundred years but was still not forgotten, and then spoke in a voice like a broken bellows. "Flaxia, Fulake...Xia, 113th Infantry Regiment, commander...Major, Jayne Noct, reporting to you..."

The second lieutenant was stunned. He had been calling for almost ten minutes. He was about to give up. Then he asked the commander what was next, but such an old voice answered...

He immediately switched to the internal channel and passed the report to Captain Alan Bayer.

Alan Bair heard the voice, it was old and powerful, and the Astra Militarum soldiers here couldn't help but stand in awe. "The 4th Skadi Infantry Regiment replied, heard, Major, the empire has not forgotten your existence, but the complicated communication has delayed things. I hope we are not too late."

The major's old voice came back to him. "Lieutenant Colonel, Lieutenant Colonel, are those aliens dead? Those damn blue skins, the blue skins that killed my comrades...did they go to the alien hell?"

The Major stretched out his hand tremblingly, grabbed his pillow with all his strength, as if it was the heaviest thing in the world, and then took out a box from underneath, full of dog tags from the Imperial Guard Astra Militarum.

He took off the metal plate inside his military uniform and continued to ask. "The Empire, has this world been taken back?"

Alan Bair heard his desire and his fate soon, and he looked at the sky. "Congratulations, Major, we won. The 4th Skadi Infantry Regiment and the Imperial Moon-class strike cruiser, the Bordero successfully logged into the world yesterday and wiped out all the aliens."

"Now the empire is taking over this place and wants to turn it into a beautiful garden world. You and your remaining soldiers can end your service here, become PDFs here, and enjoy what you deserve."
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answered the major. "For the Emperor..."

After speaking, the intercom made a violent sound, like the sound of a large number of metal pieces falling to the ground.

"Hello? Major? Major?" Alan Bayer asked this again and again, and the other side was very messy...

It wasn't until a minute later that a crying female voice answered. "Captain Kelis Arkady, commander of the 113th Irregular Regiment of Falaksia, sir, we are still alive!"

"But Major, his soul has returned to the throne..."

The 4th Skadi Infantry Regiment heard everyone who had just spoken. Even the three pilots in the Sentinel mecha opened the cockpit and took off their hats to salute.

Alan Beyer continued. "Fighters who have been fighting for the Emperor for three hundred years, I need to announce to you the real situation. This world is still home to Tau aliens. We are here as a joint mission between the Tau and the Empire to fight against the Tyranid Hive Fleet. .”

"I lied to you, I'm sorry, but you can indeed come back."

There were constant choking cries over the communicator, and the captain answered immediately. "No, sir, no, sir, thank you, thank you... The major left with a smile, thank you, Your Majesty the Emperor..."

"Everyone, we can really return to the Empire. Those damn aliens have killed countless of our brothers in the past three hundred years..."

"They cannot accept our belief in the God-Emperor and think that we will join the so-called Greater Good like those slave workers..."

"Lieutenant Colonel, I'm sorry, I lost my temper a little. What should we do now?"

Alan Bayer looked at the staff officer, and the two people made eye contact.

"You will join our mission as members of the battle group composed of the 4th Skadi Regiment and the 113th Fraxia Regiment. How many of you are there?"

The communicator answered. "Three thousand people, lieutenant colonel, three thousand people in total, 8 companies, one stingray transport vehicle, two support sharks."

Alan Beyer couldn't help but praise. "These are alien military-grade armored vehicles and fire support vehicles. You really scare those aliens."

"No wonder the expressions of those Tau who begged me were so sincere. Now I announce that the Skadi First Battle Group is officially formed, for the Emperor..."

The communicator emits a call that heats your internal organs. "For, the Emperor!"

In the temporary command room of the dark Mechanicus fortress, which is now empty of people, there are piles of metal hills scattered beside the bed, with the names of countless imperial heroes engraved on them, like uncared waste, the most conspicuous The dog tag falls on the top and is engraved with.

【Jayne Noct】

Suddenly, the door to the command room was slowly opened. All members of the 113th Falakian Irregular Regiment each picked up a dog tag, put it on their neck, and then walked towards the Imperial Guard outside the castle.

The loyal soul has not left, and he will always follow the millions of men and women of the Imperial Guard. Ensign Kelis picked up the major's dog tag, wiped the dust off it, and put it on.

Then saluted Lieutenant Colonel Alan Beyer.

"The 113th Phlaxian Regiment, return!"

Tau Army: "You guys should leave quickly, please. The cost of the war is so scary. How come the greenskins seem to have taken root in my home!"

113th Phlaxian Regiment "This is the Emperor's thing, the Empire's world, and you are the greenskins!"

Green Skin "I think I am the smartest."

(End of chapter)