Chapter 201 The God-Emperor really protects his children
This universe is dark, terrifying, crazy, full of aliens and chaos. When the children of the Empire stand firm with blood and sacrifice, it will reward those who are loyal with even more crazy news.
The fierce fire was as bright as a star, so that the entire huge void fleet stopped, and they looked at the steel gate that had lost the communication signal on the auspicious device.
With the Imperial Guard concentrating on the attack and the Iron Gate intelligence equipment focusing on defending the frontal enemy, the entire Red Pirates were devastated and destroyed. But at this moment, from behind, a terrifying thing the size of a planet suddenly appeared.
In the vast void, a visual distance of several thousand kilometers is nothing to the sublight engine, but to the naked eye, or to humans themselves, the entire planet is just a larger-looking dot.
One Eye has always been not far from Mandeville Point, but it was unable to patrol because of its flameout and the war with the Imperial Guard, which gave this cunning guy an opportunity.
The huge orc artifacts and planetary engines produced intense light and burning objects when they collided with the Steel Gate. They even shattered and flew away. Just grazing the battleship would be a disaster, not to mention many of them were captured by Pan Lan's gravity. , falling towards this poor forging world.
The gravitational force of the Ark of Omen and the heat generated by the atmosphere caused the impact angle to cut through the entire steel door like a butter knife.
"General Makato? General Lord Makato!" Alan Bair patted the communication, hoping that this old thing was just malfunctioning, and without the general, the expedition would stagnate.
The captain pressed his arm down. "Lieutenant Colonel, no one can survive an attack like that..."
"General Makato has returned to the throne!"
The Chief of Staff was silent. To be precise, any member of the Imperial Guard with experience in the void war would not think that Mr. Makato was still alive...
But that Ark of Omen was, to be precise, the culprit that took complete victory away from the Imperial Guard. Although most of the infantry of the Imperial Guard were stationed in Panlan, and the void battleships also entered the battle track, the entire Void Gate was lost. It is also huge, not to mention that General Lord Makato, the commander-in-chief, the soul of the Imperial Guard is also among them.
The main channel of the Imperial Guard has become a mess, whether it is the attack of the orcs or the lord general, there is no news, and the red pirate? Their remnants of defeated troops no longer matter!
But at this moment only Alan Bair could command this huge force, and Marcator's half-joking appointment became his last order. The Imperial Guard quickly sent a signal to Bordeaux.
"Commander-in-Chief Alan Bair, War Lord, please issue combat orders!"
Everything happened suddenly, and his thoughts became confused. Alan Bair was only angry. He looked at the orc troops and said calmly. "Attack the remnants of the Red Pirates!"
Their firepower could not kill the Ark of Omen, and the time for revenge had not come. And as Alan Bair worried, if they did not wipe out all the red pirates, they would give the details of the war to the Black Heart King, making him stronger. .
Today's empire is besieged from both sides, literally, on the material world level, and strategically as well, no doubt about it.
The empire needs strong leaders, a new order of war, guys who are cool enough and crazy enough.
Since order proceeds in an orderly manner, only warriors who are perseverant, rational and brave can survive in this dark universe. Marcato had predicted that one day this would happen, and stepped forward on the bones of his commander. An inevitability, an inevitability of the Imperial Guard's tragedy?
If the Emperor truly cared about his people, he would not waste human lives so lavishly, even though he was indeed rich and had almost the entire galaxy in his hands...
The volleys of Hongcannon and the sharp blades of light spears, but the Tau are still sluggish. They marvel at the monster as big as the planet, and regret that the powerful steel gate of the Imperial Guard has dissipated. Of course, their short civilization has not thought about it. With a war engine the size of a planet, countless people stopped shooting at this moment, preparing to record the information and send it back to their home world.
Among the Red Pirates' strike cruisers, Rusfan looked bad in the flagship. His strategic goals of capturing the Steel Gate and obtaining the Ark of Omen were actually captured by those greenskins.
No matter how stupid they are, they can see that those green-skinned doves occupied the magpie's nest, were greedy for the Black-Hearted King's things, and successfully obtained them, and the huge planetary engine was emitting distorted green light. It was the orc's teleportation equipment. Those Not only did the ugly thing succeed, but it also succeeded in escaping! ?
The light of the light spear has touched in front of him. His great achievements have not yet begun, but the orcs have taken the lead. That kind of resentment makes him uncomfortable...
"Are you ready?" Jazz asked his most powerful psyker.
The monster with a severely mutated body could no longer tell whether it was a human being or something else. His eyes were all over his head, he was wearing a gorgeous robe, his hair had fallen out, and his head was full of pits.
"Yes, sir." He can no longer speak and can only use spiritual energy to talk to other people. It is better to say that his body has completely relied on spiritual energy to live. From a certain aspect, human beings can also evolve into this. In fact, human beings The psychic potential is even comparable to that of the Eldar, but there are too few people who can develop it to that point.
"Okay..." Jazz is also a human being. Before he is eliminated by his compatriots, and before the void shield roars and howls, he wants to give the orcs who robbed his future a surprise.
His loss to the Imperial Guard was a duel failure, but taking advantage of the xenos was absolute rage.
"All psykers obey the order and use all their psychic powers to interfere with the stability of Mandeville Point!"
There are many rare mutants, one in every ten million, in the Eye of Terror, and those people gather together to sing the praises of the power of destruction. The power is very powerful, but the subspace and the physical universe are so huge, they His spiritual power is just a little spoon stirring up the ocean.
But it is not difficult for them to make waves, but the cost is enough for their souls to be wiped out in the subspace, and the heads of the psykers explode one by one in the terrible ritual of chaos. As one of them, Jazz watched this A pitch black void.
They are all temperamental people, they hate aliens more than humans, and they hate the empire more than their compatriots. It is the exclusion of the empire and the values brought by the Corpse Emperor that make it impossible for these physically mutated people to return to their fellow humans.
And they found a second home in the hands of the Black Heart King, but now they are being tricked by the Green Skin.
His defeat to the Imperial Guard was fair and square, but it was impossible for those aliens to sit back and enjoy their victory!
"For the Chaos Gods!"
"For Chaos, gods!"
The behavior of this group of crazy, paranoid humans who are not recognized by the empire at this moment has to be said to be extremely loyal, but they are only loyal to their own race, not the emperor or the empire.
The brain exploded, the battleship was vaporized by the salvo, but their actions prevented One Eye from receiving the signal from the mandeville point to leave the sector boy.
"Damn, damn, why did those shamans say that we..." One-Eye's teeth are about to be broken. There are not many of them. It is impossible for them to defeat the Imperial Guard's login operation. If they continue like this, they will only be successfully surrounded by the Empire. !
This universe is like this. Sometimes the Emperor's great vision cannot cover everything, but he will help his children. No matter what method or situation, it will always give mankind a glimmer of hope in the desperate universe.
At this moment, the Imperial Guard watched their enemies turn into dust in the void, and Alan Bair also discovered that something was wrong with the orcs. "They didn't do warp travel?"
The Astropath saw what happened through the subspace haze. He seemed to be infected by those crazy wills. The madness caused by the huge amount of information entering his body through the sensors all the time also stopped. He said calmly.
"It's...it was the curse of those traitors before they died that made Mandeville unusable for a short period of time!"
"Those traitors?" the captain said in disbelief. After all, in their concept, those lunatics with mutated bodies and beliefs in evil gods are all guys with brain problems.
Alan Bair just looked meaningfully at the wreckage of the Space Marine warship that was evaporated in the void. Although the universe is black and white, it is difficult to evaluate the quality of a person. Either he believes in the Emperor or is a good person, or Either he likes evil gods or is a bad guy.
They are all a nest of crows, and they must be generally black. At this moment, Alan Bayer has to admit that those people are his compatriots, even if they have betrayed them.
But their souls still won't go to the Golden Throne, but now there's something new to settle.
"Brothers and sisters of the Imperial Guard, our brave Lieutenant General Makator, Commander-in-Chief of the Western Region of the Imperial Guard and the mighty War Lord died due to the machinations and murders of those Greenskins, all our compatriots who bathe in the light of the Star Torch, the Loyalists, we There is only one long-cherished wish now, isn't it?" Alan Bayer roared into the communicator.
The other warriors answered. "Revenge!"
"Revenge!" "For the Emperor!"
"For War Lord Makato!"
Although the entire Imperial Guard warship is only one thousandth the size of the planet in comparison, those huge steel engines that stretch for hundreds of kilometers are not worth mentioning in front of the Ark of Omen.
Don't forget, those guys are carrying nuclear bombs, virus bombs, and nuclear bombs. When the number of orcs is not large, the Imperial Guard can withstand the counterattack of those orcs and use their own weapons to clean up the planetary defense projects.
The orcs also spent a lot of materials, manpower and material resources to build the collision horn and jump engine, and now the Ark of Omen has no ability to resist.
"No, no?!" One Eye looked at his rough orc detector, which was accurately called the Orc Fart Detector. It was made to imitate the human auspicious device, and the countless energy red dots on it represented that they were about to die.
"Teleport quickly and use Kaka's big feet (the name of the teleportation device) to take us to other places!" One Eye cursed, but his deputy said.
"Boss, we don't have coordinates. If the position of the asteroid overlaps and the molecules collide with each other, the energy generated is enough to blow a big hole in our big spiked can (the Orks' nickname for the Chaos Space Marines) fighting moon. ! ”
"Or we may appear directly in front of a new enemy, but we are not ready for war."
One Eye could only say. “Pray for Mao’s protection!”
There is no way, even if he is wise, he cannot know the future. No matter what, there is no hope without leaping, and there is still a glimmer of hope for teleportation!
He pressed the button, and something buzzing began to reverberate, and the large orc machines shook as if they were about to fall apart. It was hard to imagine that this thing, which was considered crude in the age of human steam, could actually be a thing that could travel across the stars. Created by the cosmic civilization, similar to star gates, wormholes, etc., these are powerful devices that the human empire can only dream of today.
It is no exaggeration to say that under extreme circumstances, the technology of the orcs can return to the tip of the galaxy, but most of the orc tribes do not have the ability to build such a thing. If One-Eye had not "eaten" a genius priest alive, this matter would still be It’s also a fantasy.
When the bright green light flashed, the one-eyed ark left at the extreme time, leaving only the wreckage of the war and a mess in the void. Pan Lan seemed to have been attacked by a meteorite group because of the fragments, and the already damaged climate group on the surface was even more pitiful.
The highly carbonized wreckage and fragments of the Steel Gate float in the void, slowly aggregating due to gravity. Perhaps hundreds of years later, the wreckage of the battleship and the Steel Gate will form a large metal polymer here similar to a space hulk.
However, the Astra Militarum just landed on the nearest world indifferently. The Founding Governor was unable to meet Alan Bair due to the disaster, and Alan Bair was not in the mood.
The greatest person he knew in this cruel empire has left. Now he has a heavy responsibility. He began to integrate the troops, the Imperial Army, the Imperial Navy, the Imperial Guard, the Ministry of Military Affairs, the Inquisition, and a lot of related things and responsibilities. It represents effort and responsibility.
In this dark universe, no one can avoid responsibility, and no one can be perfect.
The entire war machine is still roaring, the red pirates have not dispersed, and the green-skinned haze has not dissipated. A few days later, under the turbid and hell-like scenery of Panlan, the Imperial Guard gathered in Panlan's low-Earth orbit. They completed repairs and organized very good.
Alan Bair put on the general uniform of the commander-in-chief. He was once a war lord, and now he is a war general, seeking revenge from his fallen compatriots for their sins.
The gorgeous clothes made him uncomfortable, but he still used virtual images to show his overly youthful appearance.
"To all members of the Imperial Guard Pangia Subsector, I am your War Lord, Admiral and Commander-in-Chief of the Imperial Guard, Alan Bair."
"Now, we are going to launch a revenge expedition to retake the Maelstrom area and the Pangia sub-sector and the thousands of imperial worlds they fell..."
At this moment, there is a fluctuation in the Mandeville point.
"And I will lead the Pangia sub-sector, the Gundva sub-sector, the eastern Gulf of Damocles, and the Partoria sector to fight against the green-skinned orcs, the alien blood-axe one-eyed, the maelstrom, the red pirates, The Black-Hearted King, the traitor Huron takes revenge!”
Thousands of battleship alliances appeared in the Mandeville Point, the Gulf of Damocles and the Partoria sector, and tens of thousands of world forces gathered together. This will be the largest expedition of the empire in this period, at least within a hundred years. No one will break through...(End of Chapter)