Chapter 154 Heretics and Aliens, Skadi’s old enemies.
The Emperor was probably really blessing this star region. When the isolation caused by the storm of subspace became more and more clear with the pioneering work of the Rogue Traders, humans had opened up countless roads in the surrounding star systems, but the Skadi people soon found After hearing the news, the situation facing most of the imperial worlds they explored was still not optimistic.
The Tau's non-warp travel has left their expeditionary forces all over the Ultramarine Segmentum. Madmen worshiping the Greater Good are attacking their neighboring star systems. The plunder of the Eldar and Greenskins has made the situation worse, but they Its scale and threat are far inferior to those of the Red Pirates.
Within half a year after the terrible war on Panlan stabilized, most of the roads within the Gondeva subsystem had been opened. After the peaceful subspace storm, there was a mess that could be seen using only astrology.
The entire Gondwa sub-sector is now surrounded by aliens and pirates. Traitors or other twisted things have turned this peaceful place into a bad place, and the forces of the Red Corsairs are using the Pangia sub-sector as a springboard to invade the Gondwa sub-sector.
The two sub-sectors of Pangia and Gundwa are almost adjacent brothers, and they are very weak in defense. Now it seems that the Red Corsairs have been delayed by the subspace storm. Otherwise, they would not have sent only a small number of troops in just half a year. Because even for Chaos Traitors, traveling through the uncertain Warp is dangerous.
However, the military affairs departments of the two sub-sectors of Gondeva and Pangia have been completely paralyzed. Pangia's Astra Militarum has been completely wiped out, and Gondeva's mutiny has occurred due to being independent for a long time. In other words, they have been forced to The Red Pirate Kneelers captured the base.
Now it seems that although the subspace has prevented the entire bad situation from being completely impossible to turn around, it is still making the balance of victory slowly approach the hands of Chaos.
Destiny favors those destroyers, but the Empire will not surrender. The Adeptus Mechanicus and the Imperial Guard completely blocked the Forge World. The city on Panlan completely restrained the Red Pirates' invasion force, and the entire huge hive city was transformed. It serves as a cage and consumes the vitality of those traitors.
The great actions of Skadi's only regiment, the victory of Lieutenant General Makato of the Pangia sub-sector in the void, and the almost complete shutdown of the Ark of Omen became the few honors and victories for the loyalists of the Empire during this period.
Under the praise and praise of the Rogue Traders, and the trade he carried out by traveling around dozens of worlds with charters, he provided countless supplies to Skadi's only regiment and the support of the Empire's loyalists. Although the overall war situation seemed to be Insignificant, but within a year, the Imperial Guard miraculously rebuilt the Ministry of War systems on Gondwa VI.
During this period, Alan Bair himself wrote several applications for rewards for the Rogue Trader, such as related honors and badges, but the new Provisional Military Ministry finally decided to use throne coins to reward the Rogue Trader because of the request of the Rogue Trader. .
During the following period, the businessman relied on this incident as a bargaining chip to exchange shotguns for cannons in the forging world. You must know that the best modification of civilian ships is only the entry-level battleship level of the empire, but he got one comparable to a destroyer. Armed.
During that time, Alan Bair once jokingly wondered whether he might be his "fellow countryman" or an Imperial or human from other eras who came from other times because of subspace. Otherwise, why would his experience be so powerful? Action It also shows the insensitivity of people in different empires, but their strong sensitivity to the situation.
But this is probably because he is overthinking it. The empire has always had an ambiguous attitude towards those prodigal people, and those who hold trade licenses are also shrewd. Although people like him are indeed special, they are born among the trillions of people in the vast empire. A few geniuses are not impossible.
And he paid so much attention to the businessman because he drank good coffee. It felt like rain after a long drought. Only at this moment could he understand what it was like for Kane to leave Tanner Tea.
This is the favor of reinvention, and he has repaid it. When Alan Bayer's "thin noodles" hit the new Military Affairs Department, the Military Affairs Department was composed of those new recruits (the veterans were almost dead due to heavy losses) Only then did he realize that a school-level officer was now equivalent to the lord general in the sector, not to mention that the person coming was as heavyweight as Lieutenant Colonel Skadi.
On that day, the entire Ministry of Military Affairs was processing the application. Even if it was delayed due to subspace transmission, it only took a month. (This is already extremely fast for the Ministry of Military Affairs, but given that it is a newly formed department, it is still understandable.)
But such things don't matter to Alan Bair. In his eyes, he will always deal with those damn traitors and greenskins. He is still himself and never changes. He will only be on the front line and not enjoy it. Privilege, glory and wealth are not for honor or recognition, but for the continuation of one's "family".
Skadi, one of the few he loves now, and for human beings, she still needs to fight, and as a parent, Alan Bair has overcome obstacles for her and laid a solid foundation for her. Now she shows strength and is gathered by the stars.
Although Skadi has perished, it has become the emperor's proudest jewel. Its shining light prevents traitors from invading the few quiet places, using blood and killing, war and death to extend the life of this huge empire.
Alan Bayer once thought that if the war ended, he wanted to become a lawyer, because he still couldn't stand those nobles, and his experience would make even the richest people dare not touch him. He wanted to Invest a small amount of justice and fairness in his life, just like what he is doing now.
He once wanted to be a great general, or someone as powerful as the Sun Lord, but now he just wants to enjoy the victory he brings, but heretics and aliens will always block his way, and those things that make people resentful are so disgusting.
"Alas~"
The staff officer came out of the state of processing various intelligence at this moment, and he suddenly said something. "This sigh is full of wanting to quit."
Alan Beyer doesn’t mince words. "We have been entangled with the heretics for too long. Those bastards are constantly attacking our weak defenses and leaving the city to plunder supplies. However, I still don't know what they are guarding. If I were the commander, I would leave, but I can probably guess to.”
The staff officer and Alan Bair said in unison. "Activate that witchcraft device." They have a clear understanding of each other, and they also know how difficult it is to cause countless imperial engines to suddenly lose energy. As long as that witchcraft exists for one day, the Skadi people will not be able to rest assured, and the armored regiment will also become a drag.
Alan Bayer couldn't help but sigh. "How wonderful this universe would be if those heretics could suddenly disappear."
The staff officer replied. "Absolutely not, and those things will never continue to be honest for too long. It has been a year, and I have a feeling that they are still ready to move."
Alan Bair looked at the unique damn sky of the dark Mechanicus forging world. He couldn't help but miss his second hometown. After all, compared to this terrible place, it was paradise, and he never thought that he would be stationed in such a terrible place. Long.
"War surrounds us like a curse. One-Eye, Red Pirate, Huron, and other evils permeate this terrible void. Staff, I am very happy to meet you. In order to prevent me from dying that day, I I want to tell you about this in advance, actually.”
The staff officer suddenly shouted. "Ah ah ah, Emperor ~ remember? That's called foreshadowing or something."
Alan Bair choked up. "Yes, that's right, but destiny is not..."
The staff officer replied. "No, I won't allow you to do anything unlucky. This universe and this sector need you. No one can do it except you. We must win. Seize the opportunity and join me in the Blue Bay Tavern with you. As boastful as Haikou.”
Alan Bair smiled. "Yes, I will definitely seize the opportunity."
The situation is getting better, the strength of the Imperial Guard is getting bigger and bigger, and one day, the power of the loyal will be able to root out the heretics here. When the red pirates flee, those victories will be like sweet wine kissing the cheeks and throats of the Imperial soldiers, but before that , the Imperial Guard is definitely a thorn in the side of those traitors and a thorn in their flesh.
There was a heavy knocking sound in the dark command room. Before they ran out of ammunition and food, Wengar looked at the promethium lamp that could no longer brighten. It was hard to imagine that famine had struck them, a year after they were completely cut off from supplies. , relying on countless horrific acts to support them to this day.
But the chance of victory was slipping away bit by bit. If it weren't for the Imperial Guard's fear of Merovingian being unable to activate, Veengar probably knew that he would be dead.
And he has finished his potion, and the food has become the rarest thing. His war brothers are okay, but there are not many mortals left now, and his blood thirst is getting worse.
He now only feels that he was right in not killing Valtex. Without the blacksmith's conscientious work in the past year and careful calculation of logistics, their collapse would only be faster.
Maybe the gods have abandoned them... At this moment, the few energy sources in the base are all used on the communicator. Weingar is looking forward to the support of the red pirates, but he has to admit one thing, an expedition can easily For decades, Huron's attention to other star regions probably could not be increased for a while.
The Chaos Space Marines don't just fight, the Hurons need to unite their forces and adjust to the newly joined war brothers, as well as dominate the xenos and mortal legions they control.
That kind of large-scale mobilization will all pass through Huron's eyes. For Veengar, looking forward to the help of the Red Corsairs, then the Chaos Brothers in this world have probably been extinguished by the Imperial Guard.
In the end, that feeling of powerlessness echoed in his mind. Did the Skadi finally win?
The protection of the Chaos Gods is not as good as the Skadi's power. His destruction and revenge seem like a child's joke. The Skadi easily transcends those burdens and walks towards him.
Veengar's mind began to be confused, but he immediately suppressed his emotions. When Veengar's mood stabilized, he suddenly laughed. "Hahaha, hahaha... Skadi, Skadi!"
He laughed at himself for being forced so far by mortals. He laughed at his own powerlessness. He also laughed at himself for having nothing and no friends. At this moment, when he was still in the battle group, he was surrounded by his comrades. The days of fighting against each other flashed through his mind. He once had Everything, but because of the pursuit of the so-called truth, he gave up his honor and was expelled from the fortress monastery that once accepted him.
When he really felt desperate, he looked at the mark of chaos on his armor. In those distorted and chaotic realities, he got everything at the moment, but had nothing.
If the Chaos Gods really love him, they should give him more opportunities instead of...
Sizzling, sizzling, noise and chaotic sounds roared, and he immediately got closer to the communicator. The only people who could dial this radio were members of the Red Pirates. There was no doubt that Weingar had met the long-awaited support.
Things like answering communications are usually done by mortal servants, but now that the mortals are almost dead, Weingar can only speak on his own for the first time. "Red Pirates Advance Force, Commander Vengar."
He expected the other person to answer that he was his master Huron, but the voice that answered him was a rough voice. "I, One-Eye, you can call me old One-Eye, Spiked Can (the Orks' nickname for Chaos Space Marines)."
"Alien?" Veengar's tone suddenly worsened. Even if they are traitors who stepped into Chaos, humans still hate aliens because they recognize that they are the most perfect existence in the galaxy, which is different from the desire of humans for aliens in the ancient Terra era. , this galaxy is far more complex and packed with life than humans imagine.
The mystery and worship of the past have faded away, and aliens are just disgusting things to today's humans, whether they are empires or traitors.
"I know you, you are the defeated general of Alan Bair."
One Eye answered. "I know you too, you are also a defeated general."
"You have to admit that neither of us can handle that guy."
Wiengar was in a bad mood and just asked. "How did you get the information about this channel?"
One Eye is on his spaceship at the moment. The opening of the subspace cargo channel during this period has made his pirate business even more prosperous. In order to conceal his existence, today's Orc spaceships are built to look like the slender Eldar, in the void At a glance, they are really the same.
The one-eyed palm held a Chaos mortal. Due to the siege of the Imperial Navy, Chaos traitor deserters were stationed everywhere on the Ark of Omen. As the Red Pirates were separated, the channel of the long-range radio remained unchanged.
One-Eye just gave this boy the chemical agent that allows people to tell the truth.
But One-Eye didn't answer Wengar's question. He just answered calmly, as always. "I can provide you with energy. I know that you have applied to your army many times during this period."
"I can break through the Imperial Guard's defenses and come to you with enough supplies and a damn good generator, and all you have to do is kill those shrimps in front of me."
Veengar looked at his troops, and now the Chaos Space Marines were beginning to show signs of mutiny due to lack of supplies. Their ability to endure for a year was much beyond Veengar's imagination.
was all he could answer. "I agree to your request, alien." (End of Chapter)