Chapter 121 Blood Ax Orc Tribe, Orcs organized by the Astra Militarum?
Today's Karu City has been greatly changed. Not only have the roads become wider, but many courtyards and parks have been built for nobles from all over the world to rest. Due to the increase in productivity, there are also many new buildings within the hive that do not need to be worked to death all day long. People spend their free time spending the currency issued by the Planetary Governor to consume, enjoy, and stimulate the economy again.
With the continuous flow of foreign materials and productivity, Karu City is not as harsh as other worlds, or has a large population. With the help of data sages, the presence of Imperial Guards, and Dark Age equipment and technology, Karu City is much more beautiful than Austria. The five hundred worlds of Trama are not far apart.
You must know that the PDF here has achieved 100% deflagration holding, because the special characteristics of this world have resulted in fewer human cities, a small population and abundant resources in the shortest time, and the galactic commerce generated by the closure of subspace.
Gundwa VI has now been reborn and has become a force that cannot be underestimated, and the world is still rich in greenskins. There will be no shortage of training objects in PDF. After experiencing the war, the local nobles' requirements for soldiers can be met without any problem. In the case of supplies, one must be stationed in the rainforest for more than half a year to be considered qualified.
And because the subspace is blocked, they also save 11 taxes, allowing resources to be poured into production and construction.
The right time, the right place, the right people, and all the people, while seizing the opportunity, planning, and sacrifice are also the prerequisites for the flourishing development here. He loves the people like his sons and uses the people like the earth. The description of John the Liar couldn't be more appropriate.
But for Alan Bayer, he just went home, and at the same time, those old opponents also came back, but after experiencing the terrible training in the void, he has become accustomed to such unexpected things happening. .
This world is always like this, and those things will haunt him, because they are destined to have many contradictions early on. Even if the orcs do not use the banner of One-Eye, their existence still threatens this world, the only world where he can still live.
The messy thoughts were still there until he walked to the restaurant, and then the complex and confusing aroma caught his attention. In fact, the Planetary Governor's Mansion was the same as it was two years ago. The manpower in Karu City could be renovated now, but obviously John Dern did not waste any resources or money on his life.
Compared to the previous planetary governor, he should enjoy it more, but the fragrant food did not seem luxurious. Alan Bair walked into the restaurant with the staff, the captain and the shameless ensign, and other soldiers enjoyed the upper garden and garden in the courtyard. Sunlight.
He looked at the table, roasting a whole crotch pig, a creature similar to a wild boar, which is considered a traditional game in this world. It is pickled and then smeared with honey and saffron-like spices and roasted until it becomes a light burnt golden brown. Goro steak, sprinkled with black pepper and salt and pepper.
The bread is placed next to the soup. It looks a bit like corn. Alan Bayer has never seen it before. It should be a new type of food that feeds hundreds of millions of people here.
The dessert is ice cream with wild berries similar to blueberries, sugar and milk, and the drink is a caffeinated plant with a bitter taste similar to cocoa beans that is native to the forest.
Because this world was once a creation of the Dark Ages of mankind. Humans in the past had environmental modification technology that was more advanced than the Tau today and had no sequelae. The original species similar to Terra in this world should also have been brought by those humans.
Now after 20,000 years of changes, the creatures must have changed slightly, but they still have a lot of Terran creatures.
The butler cut the wild boar into thin slices and handed it over. The wild boar in this world is not difficult to roast, because of the rich natural environment in this world. Each wild boar stores a lot of fat and eats it all year round. There is no winter. And they are not big in size, and the final appearance is similar to roasted whole lamb.
As for the Master, Governor John Durn is sitting on it. His appearance has not changed much in two years and he still looks young. Unlike other planetary governors who like those rich decorations, he is more attached to the badges like warriors. of honor.
In other words, he is now like a badge wall, with a lot of things hanging on it. Alan Bair glanced at it, the honorary lord of the world of Aikli, and the guardian of the Gondwa self-circulating business district.
There are so many complicated and useless names. In the final analysis, it is impossible for him to escape from the Planetary Governor suit he wears no matter what. He can only rely on those badges to express his strength.
He had been an orphan, a child laborer, a thief and a liar, a soldier, a noble, and a stupid planetary governor. Next to this complex man sat his fiancée, a simple woman like him, only wearing a white dress.
When John saw Alan Bayer, he immediately stood up, bowed, and even wanted to give him the main seat. Of course, Alan Baier didn't care, he preferred to sit with his comrades.
If we only consider the situation, although this world is almost equivalent to Alan Bair's second home, his real family will always be his comrades in the Imperial Guard.
And the world respects him so much precisely because he now controls a standard cruiser, an infantry regiment, and an armored regiment, and his force is enough to take over the world.
Of course, they won't think that much or say it, and even if they think about it, they won't say it out loud.
John spoke as the master. "Please sit down, boss, would you like some drinks?"
Alan Beyer replied. "You really know how to enjoy it. Roads are built, gardens are built, and starports are expanded, but your Governor's Mansion will not change. And I have seen those planetary governors who are full of fat and can't wait to build one more every year."
"You did good, brother."
Governor John suddenly lowered his head, buried his head under the table, and spoke. "File, file..." He wiped his eyes when he got up.
Then he coughed, and his personal feelings were forgotten, just talking. "Boss, you may already know the news..."
Alan Bayer was slightly dissatisfied with his attitude, but he didn't care.
Seeing Alan Beyer's expression, John probably understood, and he continued. "It's the Inquisition. They're mobilizing battleships to go to the Imperial Navy, and I have some eyes on them."
said the staff officer. "You are monitoring the Astral Military Academy. It's fine if you don't say it out loud. We are all officers up to the Astral Military Academy level!"
"According to imperial standards, I can shoot you directly."
John has been oppressed countless times in his life, and he has never been afraid. Only the beautiful fiancée next to him showed a worried expression. "Of course, of course, but I also got accurate news because of this. The Blackheart King is back, and the subspace storm has set off, causing many hive worlds to fall into rebellion."
"We have been in close contact with Skadi during this period. According to the final report from the Skadi loyalists, it was the illegal psykers who awakened by sucking objects who brought things that did not belong to this world."
"Although I don't know what it is, there are a lot of rumors about demons. Although the storm caused the star language to pause, there were still pauses, so I contacted an inquisitor."
"She was vague, but I still felt that something was wrong."
Alan Bair took a sip of cocoa. "It's pretty much what I thought." His mind flashed back to the purple eyes he saw when he was still in Skadi. The empire's fear of psykers is really not groundless. From this point of view, the extermination order may be the best choice. .
"How is the situation over there with the orcs?"
At this moment, the staff officer and the second lieutenant had already unfastened their belts. They ignored most of the noble politeness and ate one pig leg each, ignoring the butler's instructions to cut the pork with a saber.
The captain was much more elegant, but the speed was still turbulent. Alan Bayer ate the soft waist and enjoyed the greasy meat on it, while John also answered.
"They are plundering merchant ships and blocking navigation points. And they are not blocking tolls like ordinary orcs, but choose guerrilla warfare. Although there are often merchant ships that can pass by, their existence effectively hinders several major routes. Road Traffic ”
"Their warships will deliberately make circuitous attacks and invade from various angles. It's hard to imagine that the orcs can do this, but that kind of circuitousness does make it impossible for us to guess the direction of their stronghold. Even if there are many attacks, we can't use coordinates to deduce it. ”
Alan Beyer asked. "Guerrilla warfare, orcs?"
John nodded. "It's not just that their leader is a Blood Axe, but all their members are Blood Axes. They have the same system as the Astra Militarum, which is divided into regiments and battle groups. It's not a boss system, but the boys and the boss are distinguished according to military rank. , for example, a new orc boss is a second lieutenant, and an experienced one is a colonel.”
"At present, their scale and gathering place are unclear. They have no world station. They should choose an asteroid in the void and transform it into a shipyard."
"We only know that their leader calls himself General One-Eyed, and has sent several signals, asking Imperial humans to provide them with supplies, and claiming that they will deal with the Black-Hearted King Huron, and that they only enjoy fighting the strong and leave after the fight. Come on. Confusing people.”
Alan Baier was thoughtful. "Orcs who are good at people's hearts are the same as that thing. Are these beasts popular now?" His bad memories were brought back, and he smiled bitterly.
"Orcs are orcs. Anyone who believes in them can be dragged and shot. Regarding the orc base areas... it's really troublesome."
The void is full of wonders, do those orcs think they are the Astra Militarum?
However, according to the description, the ability to maintain guerrilla warfare without division or betrayal shows that the planning and discipline of the orcs is no longer inferior to that of the normal Imperial Guard, which means that normal beheading methods may become less effective.
If they formulate rules and regulations similar to those of humans, then there will be an heir immediately after the general's death and become the next one-eyed general. But Alan Bayer doesn't quite understand why the name of the orc leader who is raging in this world is used by them?
John said now. "I tried to arrange the ships, stuff them with cargo, and pretend to be commercial ships. Those orcs usually don't kill humans. They take those people away and tie them up as slaves."
"So I designed a modified commercial transport ship called Troy to transport soldiers in."
"That kind of ship has an independent concealment wall inside, which can hide the infantry. I arranged for several groups of people to go, but they did not come back."
"Such behavior seems to have caused dissatisfaction among the greenskins. Now they are plundering faster and faster, and their losses are becoming more and more huge. Not only the huge transport ships, goods and personnel, but also the commercial roads will be blocked and the Karu will be cut off. The prosperity of the city.”
Alan Beyer said at this moment. "Then we were lucky that we didn't encounter those orcs when we came here. However, their presence will hinder the support that comes due to our signal and will also reduce production capacity."
He cut a piece of pork and watched the juice dripping onto the plate with a solemn expression. War has always been the theme song of this universe. Even if this star system has been completely controlled, it is still harassed by aliens like orcs.
Without those things, human beings could obviously live a better life, countless times better than now, instead of constantly preparing for war.
Emotions of anger and disgust were cultivated and incubated in the human empire. The disgust for aliens and heretics filled the entire empire. Once humans and aliens signed a treaty, and then were betrayed by them. Once humans believed that they could defeat everything by uniting, and then they were betrayed. Betrayal by fellow citizens.
The empire has always wanted to take back what those guys owed it, but it was constantly being hurt. Like a dying beast, like this piece of meat, it was hung up, allowed to lose water and oil, and finally dried.
Alan Bair ate the food in one bite and then said. "Troy huh? Can I use it?"
John nodded. "That kind of ship has been alerted by the orcs and has lost its effectiveness."
Alan Beyer replied. "I don't want to use that thing to bring soldiers to the orc lair, I want to give those guys a showdown."
"Fill the mezzanine of that kind of cargo ship with bombs, design it to detonate, or open the mezzanine to explode or something like that. Don't carry cargo on the ship. Find guys who can run fast and let them drive over. Remember to ask them to be ready to board at any time. The transport ship ran away.”
"Then mix those things into normal caravans. The ships will be second-hand or about to be scrapped. They can be sailed and painted new. We can't keep being beaten."
The high-ranking nobles here were a little dissatisfied with this plan because it was a bit wasteful and rough. They didn't think it would have very good results, but John still agreed.
As for the officers, the staff officers, the captain, or the second lieutenant must unconditionally trust the captain, so the plan is so finalized. Even if the nobles don't agree, with just a word from John, those people can be replaced.
And such a plan was not something that Alan Bayer thought of at once. He knew the character of the orcs very well. No matter how much they pretended to be humans or normal legions, they still had their true nature.
When they start to think about whether the ship in front of them is a bomb, that hesitation will make them slow. And when they have a stereotype about those explosive ships, they will pretend that normal merchant ships look like explosive ships to deceive the orcs. .
When they think about it, they will start to be confused, and the transportation efficiency can be greatly increased. Although it cannot eliminate the root cause, it is also a good idea for emergencies.
During this period, warships can be sent to track the lost orcs. After they have experienced explosions, suspicion, and various mental blows, their condition and morale will definitely decline, and their unity will also become worse.
Then, you will be able to see the approximate location of the enemy's stronghold in about a few months. If those orcs cannot maintain high standards of detours, avoidance, and guerrillas, it will become easier to discover the stronghold.
The lieutenant colonel took a sip of the cocoa. Compared to the artificial coffee of the Astra Militarum, the taste was very weak, but he still liked it, because this was probably the taste of peace. (End of chapter)