Chapter 203 He still likes bomb ships so much
There were new and interesting things happening in Pan Lan's star port, so many empire merchants came together and left happily. The essence of this matter was not something too complicated, it was just a matter of the Mechanical Governor in order to recast the world. The acquisition of scrap metal, to be precise, is a large void spaceship.
With the generosity of the Forge Governor, old rags can be exchanged for Imperial Throne Coins at half the purchase price. In addition, there are equivalent amounts of dried meat or starch food, large equipment from the Forge World, and even a small amount of Imperial military industry. Level weapons and "big killers" like the Sentinel mecha.
The shabby Pan Lan was able to offer such a rich reward, which made the empire's merchants sigh at the solid foundation of the forging world, but this was not normal in any way.
After all, the world is full of steel, there is absolutely no need to buy it, but if you can get money, don’t worry too much. The more you know, the faster you will die, and the Sun Lord (the Astral Militarum War Commander, led by Gao Ling) The right to obey orders rather than announcements) can also help them destroy the registration order on the ship.
Because all interstellar spacecraft are registered, they are required to belong to one or more star fleets.
Only after a ship is registered can it truly have its own identity. The Fleet Management Bureau must record and manage the shipping of registered ships in various star fields.
Ships not within a star area may not sail within that star area unless authorized by the Fleet Administration.
This is purely an identification measure and any unidentified, unregistered vessel will be considered an enemy and will be attacked and destroyed.
Generally speaking, it can only be destroyed by returning to Mars or the forge world where she was born, but the empire is huge, and countless ships have been destroyed in the void. With the words of the Sun Lord, there is no obstacle to the purchase of ships by the Mechanicus.
As a result, a large number of commercial transport ships were parked on the star port. Those things were tattered and rusty. It was hard to imagine that those things could operate normally in the void. Some of their machine souls were even occupied by Pan Lan and humans. It's still a long time coming.
They have rich experience and a long history, but it is no longer important now, because they have a new mission, which is to seriously injure the enemies of the empire. This is something they cannot do no matter how much cargo they transport, so that they know the inside story of the matter. The mechanical priests all praise those machine spirits from the bottom of their hearts, and soon they will accomplish truly great achievements.
However, considering that the Mechanical Spirit cannot speak human words, otherwise Alan Bair could feel that those ancient battleships must have cursed when the Mechanicus priests filled their ancient engine pistons with large amounts of explosives and excessive fuel. .
The mechanical engines that covered the sky were abandoned by their loyal owners for hundreds of thousands of years for a few throne coins. The crew members who lived on them were reluctantly driven into new ships. Generations of people living on them were , even once they lived in the boiler room for the family name, he lived in the engine area for honor, etc.
But they also understand that it is rare for old ships to be replaced with new ones, not to mention that a star region pays for them. Normally, merchants would find it troublesome to deal with large ships, but now someone is helping them.
Countless old battleships are stuffed with explosives, and the mechanical priests are constantly busy. The answer to who prepares these big treasures is already ready to be revealed.
The Sun Lord, Alan Bair, took off his thick gold armor. This powerful set of sacred relic-level armor specially provided by the Ministry of Military Affairs is the treasure of the Sun Lords in the past. It can defend against most enemy attacks, but Alan Bayer was dressed awkwardly and looked ugly.
But the battle armor once worn by a great man like Macarius was still one of the rarest things he had ever touched, but this set of golden things did not fit Alan Bair's aesthetics, and he You may not be able to shoot black guns anymore.
The black gun is the most important.
Thinking so, the foundry governor next to him said. "I didn't expect it to be the Sun Lord, the Warmaster of the Astra Militarum..."
Alan Beyer replied. "Don't mention that name is unlucky."
Yes, the name of the Sun Lord is actually the Imperial Guard. No, the Warmaster of the Astra Militarum, the supreme commander of the Astra Militarum, also has the command authority of all mortals in the empire. However, the empire today is surrounded by enemies, and the strength it can muster There were only a thousand battleships, and Alan Bair had accomplished this before becoming the Sun Lord.
Although there will definitely be warships coming back in the future, he will not need such a large force at that time. In other words, the Sun Lord represents breaking the shackles of Guilliman's Codex Astartes on the imperial troops, that is, only Restrictions on being able to operate soldiers within one's own sector.
If there is an alliance of Imperial forces in more than one sector, it represents a rebellion, so many times the Astra Militarum appears to be weak in the face of huge heretical alien invasions.
Sectors cannot cooperate with each other, but Space Marine Chapters can. In other words, before the Sun Lord or the High Lord gives special permission, the Imperial Guard cannot gather strength beyond one sector. As long as the scale of the invasion reaches a planet If the boundary line of the zone's defense force is exceeded, then the empire's star zone will be wiped out as if it were extinguished in an instant.
The Sun Lords represent the people who can command several star sectors and are legal and reasonable. This is also the only patch the High Lords Council has in facing the Black Heart King. Even if most people think they are slow and stupid, they should never forget it.
They are the elite among the elites of the empire, 12 out of hundreds of millions of people, the most selfish, ruthless and lawless things.
They are not idiots, what does the empire need? Since this sector has given them time and proven themselves, you know, Alan Bair has been here for two full years, so that Terra can handle this matter as quickly as possible, even if the subspace storm causes information confusion , but the Rogue Trader still went out.
In this aspect, the Black Heart King failed to steal the chicken and lost a lot of rice. Otherwise, the cohesion of the Imperial Guard would definitely not be as high as it is now.
And Alan Bayer answered the Governor. "I didn't expect those high lords to be so straightforward, and their power is something that is difficult to hand over."
replied the Governor. "It's not a question of strength, but survival. The empire is like a living thing. If it becomes terminally ill due to heretics and aliens, its immune cells will run crazy, no matter good or bad."
Alan Bair nodded. "That's right, this huge force spanning three star regions now consumes enough supplies every day to drain a whole world dry. Even if the entire empire is transporting blood here, the opportunity we can wait for is still not long."
The Governor wanted to say something, but before his grille sounded, there was the sound of cracking military boots, and then they turned their heads, Caifas Kane, the hero of the Empire was striding forward, his will was firm, his eyes were shining, Like a statue.
But in his heart, he was thinking that he was here to test whether the warships here could escape intact, but what was the situation here?
Kane was a little uneasy. He just wanted to see dozens of Imperial assault ships equipped with sublight speed, and make sure that those things were good enough so that he could run away when his ship was attacked or bombed by the Black Heart King. quick.
"Fire attack ship?" The hero of the empire raised his head and said with a bright smile, caressing the old ship, and read out the name of this tactic.
(A fire attack ship is an older vessel loaded with large amounts of incendiary and explosive materials that is often guided into the center of an enemy fleet and explodes. The resulting explosion can cause severe damage to ships around it. )
(The first use of fireships in the Gothic War was during the Defense of Delos, when Commodore Kurtz used two fireships to weaken the Unforgiven, a fearsome Chaos Destruction-class cruiser)
"Yes, it's her, Chief of Staff Kane." Alan Beyer replied.
Kane just rubbed the tip of his nose. "I once felt that I was slightly proficient in tactics (escape), but the will of Lord Sun Lord made me unclear."
But he was once again surprised by the youth of Alan Bair. Although he often showed different maturity, becoming the Sun Lord was still too outrageous. The last person with such honor, Macarius has been recorded in the annals of history forever. After all, he took back tens of thousands of imperial worlds for the empire.
Alan Beyer said. "I have received information that traitors are ambushing us in the subspace."
"The tactics often used by heretics are that they will not activate Geller's position. Also, I heard that you have witnessed subspace with your own eyes?" Kane responded tit-for-tat, but he was indeed a little curious in this regard.
"It's nonsense, what subspace!" Alan Bair retorted firmly, and Kane also knew what subspace was, and he had dealt with demons.
"Oh, by the way, who is piloting this fire attack ship? The machine spirit will not hit the enemy." Seeing that the situation was not going well, Kane could only change the topic. He did not want to talk about the power of the Supreme Sky in a place like this. At least the person here may be an apprentice judge of the Inquisition or something.
"Tita's worker bees, that kind of electronic soul can be artificially designed. We only need to wait a moment, and Titanium will provide the battleships here with a soul that is willing to accept death." Alan Bair answered.
"A bold idea." Kane was a little frightened. At least he shouldn't have said it so openly.
"Don't be afraid, the power of the Sun Lord is great, not to mention that I am disobedient to the high lords. It is not difficult for me to imagine what I will go through when I have no value." Alan Bair saw it clearly, but there was nothing about him that was high. Gifted by the lord, he is also barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes.
Kane was a little scared. He was not afraid that he would be involved in revenge, but that the Empire would actually do it, but he couldn't refute it.
"I...I'm going to get some Tanner tea." He stuttered, and even showed his "true heart" for a moment, but Alan Bayer just nodded and allowed the hero to go to a place where there was no one and cry like a child. .
When the patter of military boots left, the Mechanical Governor began to give the final blessing to those fire attack ships, bathing and burning incense, singing scriptures and praising them. They moved forward like martyrs. Even though they were old, they still had fire (physical fire) inside. .
In order to ensure the lethality, the interior of the fire attack ship is also filled with additional materials, including nuclear bombs, hydrogen bombs, and even antimatter and subspace bombs paid from the Eldar.
Subspace bombs are also effective inside subspace. The bomb will become like space travel, instantly tearing the battleship in half, like a knife cutting it. Especially when the bomb does not activate the defensive cover when activated, it can Achieving destruction on an asteroid scale.
The only drawback is that there are too few, and they can only be installed carefully on the battleships most likely to encounter the enemy.
At this moment, Alan Bayer looked at the battleship in front of him again. Yes, this was a trap. Don't even think about it. But in many cases, traps can also become opportunities. In the face of human subjective initiative, any conspiracy will appear unreasonable.
He's dealt with a lot of bastards, and that's not going to change, and now he has more power.
He picked up the noble hand-ground coffee, but he didn't expect that there were still crops like cocoa beans in this era. Although it was definitely different from the ones in Terra's era, the caffeine still existed.
Sugar, milk, carefully stirred, rich and addictive, just like the taste of victory.
He was looking forward to the faces of the traitors when they saw these babies. Unfortunately, he could not enter the subspace or pilot them. What happened next was unknown, but this time the destruction of Huron must be the last chance.
He didn't think that the brainless Rogue Trader would continue to be reused. Rewards and punishments were clearly the secret of the Black Hearted King. What made him stronger than Abaddon was that he was a genius at employing people, not warriors.
Facing this smart, cunning, and difficult opponent, sometimes he had to admit that the orcs' troubles were mostly due to their closeness to the Skadis, but the Blackheart King was more of a king and unattainable. Feel.
But it is still difficult for Alan Bayer to distinguish the high and low of his enemies. There is no easy guy to deal with. In this dark place full of ghosts and monsters, whether it is a beast-like demon host, a crazy green skin, or a parasitic The Genestealers of the Tau, they are all things that can wipe out several worlds.
No...the Astra Militarum is also one of them, this universe is like this, there are no good people, no good deeds, only survival, killing, and water.
After the prayer, hundreds of old commercial ships flew into the sky. The Tau installed operating AI on them. The subspace engine started to tear apart the Mandeville Point, and a certain Rogue Trader left Panlan overnight and prepared to pass through him and In exchange for the Black Heart King, the real subspace shortcut returned to his master, because his mission was completed.
The fate is turning click-click, the Imperial Guard, Space Marines, traitors, Black Heart King, Green Skin, all stir together, like a cup of bitter coffee forming a Gothic symphony in this dark galaxy, like caffeine.
Bitter, hopeless, uncomfortable, exhilarating, addictive and toxic all at the same time.
Warhammer is like this, it is unhealthy, it is abnormal, it is wrong, but it makes people obsessed. It is the aggregation of all the worst qualities of human beings, and it also makes every trace of beauty appear clear. The milk has a silky texture because of the coffee, and the sugar It has a strong flavor due to its bitterness.
The fire attack ship passed through the shield of subspace and the real physical universe, glowing with a purple halo. War, let's fight against the enemies of the empire. (End of chapter)