Chapter 96 Return to Falakcia, the world belonging to the empire
The sizzling sound of hot melt cutting and melting metal mixed with the uncomfortable sound of Genestealer chitin bones hitting the titanium alloy floor, light spears and cannons, rail guns and plasma cannons, gravitational stance falling from the sky, destruction All the bastards in this world who dare to appear on the ground.
In the ruins of the silo, those weak things were first decapitated by the Imperial Guard, and then some were still able to move.
"Finding that special species is crucial, both for the Tau and the Empire." The staff officer roared and ordered the soldiers. After all, this matter was related to what would happen to them during the rest of their journey.
They always have to return to Skadi Officer to resume their duties. Far away from their home sector, the complex procedures of the Military Officers Department will judge them as deserters or dead, and they have to go back and rewrite the matter.
Without the Ministry of Interior submitting a zone change application, today's Skadi 4th Regiment does not have any supply authority, because no other military zone will give precious quotas to "passers-by" like them.
The Skadi Fourth Regiment is not a unit of those imperial heroes, such as Staff Officer Kane, who can rely on their personal reputation to obtain supply authority for any military region.
If the Skadi Fourth Regiment is required to have supplies from the military affairs department, their military merits and captures are the best gifts, which can be used to trade for the Empire's explosive bombs and melta, and even their favorite explosive gun ammunition.
The value of a mutant gene stealer that can enslave titanium is several times that of a Tau ether. They can understand why the ether can control the titanium of other clans by comparing ordinary gene stealers with him.
In order to supply materials and weapons on the road, the staff did not hesitate to choose to let the tired soldiers continue to work.
The good news is that the soldiers' capture of this alien means that they will be able to shoot well and eat well in the future. If they catch it, there will be extra rewards, one level more supplies than others. Assuming that the person who caught it is an ordinary guard, then he His lunch will change from three granola bars, two pieces of synthetic starch, a strip of condiments and instant coffee to two artificial eggs, 200 grams of random meat (depending on what is in the group) and five or six pieces of synthetic starch. With any luck, Can get cigarettes.
If he is a second lieutenant, he will get Goro bacon, canned goods, and even extra things like sugar and milk, and given that they are in a garden world, seafood and delicacies are inexhaustible.
In fact, during this period, the food of Skadi's Fourth Regiment has been supplemented by a lot of local molluscs and fish.
The bad news is that catching it to give it extra food resulted in thousands of people crowding the entire silo ruins. Imperial military boots were trampling on them randomly. Even if they had chitinous bones, they couldn't stop them. The macho man from the empire who weighed heavily (laser guns, ammunition, individual combat rations, tactical belts, etc.) trampled on it, not to mention the patriarch's huge body, which even withstood dozens of feet at a time in the ruins.
But the moment of oppression and being captured and dissected, it was still clear which one was more serious... It was buried in the ground, and others looked for it, with footsteps and chaotic trampling, and from time to time, lasers flashed next to its face.
Discipline? In terms of food, Datou has no discipline, because the Imperial Guard's salary, that is, Throne Coin, has very poor purchasing power. It can only be used in highly civilized and central areas of the Empire. Guards lying on the border of the Empire every day are precarious. Compared with throne coins, food rations are their real "salary".
Not only can it be traded on the black market, which is not strictly controlled by the Ministry of Military Affairs, but it can also fill your stomach. You can go to the local area to exchange for many things with the synthetic cocoa butter issued by the Ministry of Military Affairs, but if you exchange it with a laser gun magazine, you can guarantee that you will be recruited by the staff. The dipper is open.
Moreover, the empire strictly prohibits soldiers from drinking. If you want to have a few drinks, you have to change it. Even if there is no black market, food supplies are hard currency in the small society of tens of thousands of people within the army.
Madness, desire and power were flowing in this narrow place. As time passed by, the major companies finally couldn't bear it any longer. They had to dig three feet into the ground to find that thing!
The Sentinel mecha was driven directly into a place full of broken construction debris, kicking and stepping on it with its flexible feet. Finally, when the car-weight thing stepped on it, the patriarch finally couldn't bear it and let out a wail.
yelled the ensign driving the sentry. "I found it! I found it!" He is going to become famous! He's going to say goodbye to the damn garbage and enjoy school officer-level food! Bacon, gourmet food, and all things natural, here he comes!
Alan Bayer sighed. He didn't really want this living treasure to enjoy that kind of treatment, but he had to keep his word. In short, he shouted. "You idiot, don't be in a daze. Didn't you hear that the alien is going to die? Kick those stone slabs away from your feet. We are going to hand it over to the Ministry of Military Affairs!"
The second lieutenant obeyed the order belatedly. It must be said that Tyran's creation was indeed real. Even if the orc was stepped on by the Sentinel mecha like this, he would still be half alive. That blue twisted monster actually wanted to escape in the first place?
Naturally, what was waiting for it was dozens of ray weapons hitting its body. No matter whether it had 4 arms or 42 arms, it was instantly beaten into a stick. The violent screams echoed in the hall, and Alan Bair covered his ears.
“Holy shit, it’s such a loud sound!”
His muddy military boots stepped on the thing's mouth, and Alan Bayer couldn't help but wonder who had the loudest voice to listen to whom!
"Mongrel, alien, beast, I hope you are still alive before the next Sanguinius Day. After all, the genetic sages of the Empire must be a lot curious about things like you." He didn't care whether the thing could speak Gothic. , anyway, he told the truth.
The terrible gene stealer was now struggling like a small animal, roaring, and soon whimpering again. "You need me, and with me, you can rule the Tau, become the new Emperor, the new Empire."
"You don't have to worry, there is a powerful new race at your disposal, a great imperial officer, a powerful imperial officer!"
Alan Bayer pressed his ears and said something. "What kind of bird language does it speak?" Yes, the gene stealers grew up in the world of titanium. They don't understand the language...
Then Alan Bayer asked the soldiers for the socks worn by the regiment, the kind that had been marched for a whole day, and stuffed them into the mouth of the thing. Then he arranged the strongest cage in the regiment to trap the thing, and then broke it off. The arms are all welded, with metal inserted to prevent its regeneration.
For Alan Bair, he cannot believe a word of this thing, and heresy is tantamount to betrayal. Even the Chaos Space Marines will not trust it when they hear its words.
Alan Bayer rubbed his shoulders and watched the prosperity of this world turn into dust. In just six hours, from noon to night, it seemed like a century had passed. How is a war to this extent different from a natural disaster?
But the irony is that this is the war with the lowest losses for the Fourth Skadi Regiment so far. Only two thousand people defeated the entire world-class Genestealer Church.
Alan Bair turned on the communicator and asked the captain. "Has the Astropath sent a signal? Let the Military Affairs Department of this sector settle the matter. TMD has made us look like mercenaries."
the captain replied. "The star language has just been sent out, don't worry, let's deal with the aftermath first. This world now belongs to the Emperor. Those Tau battleships have already left this world with the last batch of refugees."
Alan Beyer said. "So what if they don't leave. The Fire Caste is almost dead. They can't take over the world without ground troops. Even if they can't do what the diplomats promised, it's already a certainty."
"Flaxia is back."
It makes people sigh that three hundred years of history is only a moment in this world, but what happened above turned this unchanging place into a paradise, and in just one afternoon, it became a hell again.
The Skadi Fourth Regiment was stationed in the ruins of the Tau tribe, warming themselves over a fire. The soldiers playfully held up the twisted heads of the Genestealers, watching the things crack when roasted on the fire, or used them as balls to kick. Play.
For Ti's corpse, they rarely showed any respect and burned them with flames.
The captain of the 113th Irregular Regiment of Falaksia, their highest-ranking officer, walked up to Alan Bair's tent and saluted.
"Sir, congratulations on taking over this world and completing what you told us."
Alan Bayer watched the meat cans on the campfire simmering with grease and soup. "What happened?"
she shouted as the captain's boots dug into the wet, bloody soil of the world. "Kill all the aliens in this world and return her to the embrace of the empire!"
"Proud to Falakcia!"
Alan Bair nodded. "Excuse my numbness, how should I put it, such a thing is not worth mentioning in this universe, is it?"
"To be honest, I may care more about that blue-skinned alien bastard than this world, but I will still congratulate you, your hometown belongs to the empire."
Alan Bayer is not a superman, he will be tired. After fighting for at least a day, his head is buzzing at the moment. The effects of caffeine and tonics have worn off. His arms are aching, and his head feels like he has been hit by an assault hammer.
The captain just continued to salute and report to his superiors. "We captured 2 Hammerhead Sharks, 3 Rainbow Missile Vehicles, and 2 Devil Sharks. In fact, the soldiers within the 113th Falakxia Regiment will use the production lines left behind by Titanium to produce ammunition for the vehicles..."
Alan Beyer stood up immediately.
"Now, immediately, madam, go and ask your soldiers to carry the supplies and production lines related to those things onto the Bordero. I need them to help the Imperial Guard fight."
The staff officer looked at Alan Bayer in disbelief. "Commander, Military Affairs Department..."
Alan Beyer said. "Find a few people to change the color of those things with paint, then decorate them with skulls or cowhide rolls, and then get some tracks and tires. From now on, our group will call the hammerhead shark Lemanus and the Rainbow missile vehicle Lion Tail Scorpion calls the Stingray transport vehicle the Chimera armored vehicle.”
The staff officer opened his mouth for a moment...and then closed it. Now that they were far away in other sectors, they had to use whatever they had without supplies, although this would break the rules of the Astra Militarum.
"Captain, if you are caught doing this, using alien creations is actually okay, but the use of armored units by the 4th Skadi Infantry Regiment will cause us to be included in the list of the Inquisition..."
"This is a conspiracy, and our relationship with the captain of the Bordeaux is basically within the red line."
The staff officer emphasized, Alan Bair waved his hand. "The 113th Falakian Regiment has no establishment. Don't forget, our deal with the Ministry of Military Affairs this time is to apply for the formation of the New Falakian 1st Armored Regiment, and the 1st Skadi Battle Group can also be formed."< br>
The captain of Falaksia smiled. He had fought for the Emperor for his whole life and sacrificed his life in the end to stick to the fate and long-cherished wish of all the Imperial Guards in Falakxia. Now it was not only fulfilled, but it could also bring the Emperor's wrath to other worlds.
"Sir, I will arrange for someone to paint it right away!" The captain showed a strong interest, and the staff officer could only shut up. However, the 11th Phlaxian Regiment now has two thousand people, but the armor only has 5 Titanium Hammerheads and 2 Taiwan missile vehicles and 6 Stingrays are still a bit too few to become an armored regiment.
And as an armored regiment without a technical priest or a mechanical magus as an advisor, it is really a bit...
However, Alan Bair naturally knows this aspect, so his next plan is to dig out the remaining remains of the Tau military base in the world, and repair and repair it. After all, there is no real armored unit and officers cannot be allowed to do so. Ministry approved!
A few days later, Commander-in-Chief Qi Fan received an application from the Skadi Fourth Regiment on the empire's flagship. He thought it should be a report similar to the Tau's movements, but he saw the Skadi Fourth Regiment's application. News that the Tuan had turned the Tau's home world into an Imperial world.
And Alan Bayer clearly explained the ins and outs of this matter, and emphasized again and again that the powerful mutant gene stealer who could control titanium had been captured alive, and applied for the armored regiment.
6 Lemanus? 23 Chimeras? 6 geladas? Three thousand people? Did this guy travel to the Forge World? No, Lemanus and Gelada are both complete elite armors of the empire. How could they be given to an inexplicable regiment for no reason? You must know that even the Ministry of Military Affairs can only rely on 11 taxes to obtain those war engines.
Qi Fan's quick thinking instantly made him realize that something was wrong. I'm afraid this guy might have used the Tau armor!
Qi Fan was secretly speechless, but he did not want to refuse, mainly because he wanted that mutant gene stealer. The empire had many forces and was complicated. Such things must be kept in the hands of the Astra Militarum to ensure safety and efficiency. On the contrary, they should be given to other people. People, if other groups are deceived and free the aliens, the increasingly serious form of war in the Gulf of Damocles will become more confusing.
Qi Fan thought for a while and prepared to join his Stormtrooper Guards. He wanted to go to the front line once to confirm the situation and award honors to the Skadi 4th Regiment and the 114th Falakxia Regiment. Although compared with other Astra Militarum , the 113th Regiment of Falaksia is still full of weird stories and experiences, but Qi Fan still regards them as the hammer of the empire. (End of chapter)