Chapter 217 The Flame of Udun
In the imperial world where countless wars have broken out, those chaotic thoughts and fears nourish some indescribable power.
This world is not huge, with a population of only a few hundred million. This world is not rich, and its output can only be considered meager. Now that the square is in trouble again, the behavior of the former founding governor has become a thorn in the side of the Imperial Guard.
They need strong control to ensure that this area can continuously provide supplies to the empire, and this area will probably become a continued supply point for star ports and other equipment, which is extremely important for expeditions.
In the temporary command room, the colonel's face was solemn, and his plan was slowed down again. Just now he tried to attack the enemy remotely, but they were all crushed by the powerful defense of the heavy void shield. The cruel fate of the local militia also forced the colonel to Give up the idea of a strong attack.
Now, without holding on or besieging, with firepower unable to overwhelm the enemy's defenses, and with a slight advantage of only doubling the number of people, problems have arisen one after another. There are also those smart officers who knew everything about peacetime strategy. Now, Silent and quiet as a virgin.
"Why, you are usually so noisy, and now you are mute?" The colonel was a little angry. He knew well that he could not be angry with his command team, but he couldn't control it. If it weren't for the thick arm of the sergeant major of the Destruction Falcon Chapter, He, he could even break with these old comrades today.
For the Master Chief, he must remain calm even in desperate situations. But even so, he still saw in his eyes the low tolerance of mortals to pressure. However, he could understand that under current pressure, the entire expeditionary force was waiting for his victory. As a result, This happened again.
Efficiency is a word that goes against the Imperial Guard in the last few decades of this dark forty millennium. To be precise, almost the entire empire is. This ancient, huge, fat, and even rotting corpse has countless Energy, the entire galaxy is eating up its life all the time.
You can't expect the dying dead to suddenly get up and scold Fang Qiu, sweeping away obstacles and difficulties. It can even be said that even the emperor probably can't do it. In this rotten dark age, people will even Those creeds and death-like sacrifices are taken for granted. Even if the lord of mankind they expect comes to the world again, some people will turn a blind eye...
It is unlikely that this huge fortress can be conquered in a short time. This is not a task that a Space Marine can infiltrate (at least it is not something that the Destruction Falcon can do).
The discussion reached a stalemate. Whether it was the demon-like weapons forged by the governor or the weird garrison regiments, the transformed monsters they made good use of and the large amount of manpower in the troops combined with Udon's defense showed something that was far from the Imperial Guard. It can be taken.
Approval from the Ministry of Military Affairs for weapons that can break void shields on the ground requires long-term confirmation of the fall, and submission to the Office of the Minister of Military Affairs in the Extreme Star Territory.
Afterwards, we had to contact the Ministry of Internal Affairs on Terra before we could take any action. For several months, there were layers of documents and seals, and officials blamed each other. It was several months before the matter received high-level attention. After a long time, the gears of the Ministry of Internal Affairs began to slowly turn.
But since ancient times, Wudun has been easy to defend but difficult to attack. Its city defense has been painstakingly built for thousands of years. It is impregnable and extremely strong. It can withstand thousands of armies. If it is attacked by force, it will suffer heavy losses. It has never fallen in the previous thousand years.
Soon, negative thoughts were rampant in the legion. Otherwise, they would abandon this world, fill the demand here with forced increases in production from other areas, and then have warships surround this place and kill the traitors in the fortress.
But such an idea was rejected by the Master Chief. He knew very well how people were connected. Unless the hundreds of millions of empire residents in this world were abandoned together, there must be traitors who connected with the Governor and sent supplies into the fortress.
Orbital bombardment requires a fleet. The base of the fort is underground and has a solid foundation. It is definitely not comparable to a battleship. The thickness of the planet makes the defense capability of the fort far better than that of an ordinary battleship. Even if the empire has many guns and powerful ships, it cannot do this for a small castle. A lot of trouble.
The governor's behavior is like rat shit. He turned himself into a flesh thorn and got stuck in the core of the world, affecting this place all the time. But no matter how much he goes too far, no one can cure him, to be precise.
The price is not proportional to the rewards of success. They still have many wars and troubles to deal with. The ships and soldiers spent on dealing with the governor at this moment are a waste of the empire's war potential.
When they were at a loss, the Empire's radio and projection received the news, and the Tau fleet called. Almost instantly, the Master Chief and the Colonel showed disgusted expressions. For no other reason, the existence of the aliens and their troops joining the Empire's expedition would be a stain, if not for the sun. The lord is kind to them, and they act together with the titanium, even if they are ordered by the high lord, they will not accompany them.
Buzz, buzz, the empire's loud communication equipment shouted an annoying sound. The correspondent looked at his commander hesitantly, as if to say, answer it?
The colonel nodded helplessly, disgusted with everything. It was an ally at the moment, but it still didn't think the alien scum could provide any excellent war plan. The Emperor would bless them if they didn't add insult to injury!
The empire was founded to liquidate the aliens. The resentment is long-lasting and difficult to eliminate. Now it has been accumulated for thousands of years and it is even more difficult to recover. From the first warship taking off on Holy Terra thousands of years ago to this day, the empire's goal is to clean up those dregs. Even if a long time will pass. The reasons were buried, but new resentments continued to flow.
The Tau's sky expanded several times and swallowed up many territories of the empire, making them look ugly. Their stupid Greater Good led countless people of the empire into eternal disaster, so that they could not return to the throne.
The Destruction Eagle and the Partoria Imperial Guard are also war machines often stationed at the border of the Extreme Star Territory. They have long been resentful of the crazy expansion of the Tau. At this moment, the blue face that looked like a dead man appeared, and the entire command room fell into death. It was completely silent, except for Shui's chattering opening remarks.
"Dear Imperial Guard senior officials and human warriors known as Astartes, I would like to express my respect and gratitude for the way of war that you admire, but it seems that you have encountered a lot of trouble while conquering this world. I have to admit that you The action overturned my previous impression of the empire.”
"Fast, efficient, powerful and sharp."
He did his best to use simple and appropriate words to praise the success of the Imperial Guard and the Astartes. His spoken English was very standard. Years of traveling within the Empire allowed him to learn the truly elegant pronunciation of Gothic, and he could even read it. Write High Gothic.
Under his magnetic and gentle voice, it was hard to imagine that such a person could be an alien. After he finished speaking, he asked with interest.
"We want our aid to come to this world. The Tau fleet will provide enough supplies and food to appease the hungry humans. Reasonable food made according to methods that fully comply with the imperial recipe."
"And all our supplies can be inspected by you. If possible, we can also arrange engineering troops to help rebuild, but I hope..."
"We can be slightly responsible for the entertainment broadcast channels during a certain period of time to soothe the excited emotions of the citizens of the empire."
The colonel immediately interjected. "Stop farting, disgusting alien. Your so-called aid and the higher good are all bullshit. I actually listened to you uttering such shameless curses for so long. The Emperor and all his saints, you know. , I can let you see your ether in one round of bombing!”
He was excited, stressed, alien, and had too many problems. The colonel was no longer as shrewd and capable as usual. This is why most of the empire's commanders gradually became furious during their long combat careers. The weird reason was that, in essence, the ever-changing battlefield and complexity The situation, the mental pressure brought by many weird enemies, the huge and slow logistics of the empire, the emotions of the soldiers who always need to be comforted, and at the same time break the empire's pre-planned tactical policy time and time again.
Even colonels with academic backgrounds find it difficult to adapt. On the contrary, those truly powerful Imperial Guard commanders are often the lunatics who survive on the battlefield, because they have become accustomed to the vagaries of this universe and have learned how to resist that kind of madness. .
There is no doubt that the Emperor favors this guy. He is extremely lucky to have such a hero next to him. As an Astartes, he has experienced countless wars and despair, the Master Chief said sharply. "I can allow you to broadcast your Greater Good, but I ask that you join the siege."
The senior Shui clan official replied. "According to our contract with the Sun Lord, in this war we are only responsible for space support and airdrop vehicle bombing when necessary, and we cannot stay in the imperial world for more than 26 Terra times without permission. According to the Tau calculation unit, it is 48. …”
The Chief interrupted, then emphasized. "The world is still in the hands of the Founding Governor. How effective your propaganda is, now it all depends on the situation of the war. Although he is huddled in the castle, he once had the will of the people. No matter what, his power and influence will make your Greater Good Difficult to move forward.”
"An extreme, crazy, personality cult organization must exist in many places in this world, quietly."
Silent, pointedly pointed out why the Governor is so confident now. It seems that he has lost all his power, but his centuries-old peak of power has made countless people admire him, and think that he will continue to monopolize power after the Imperial Guard leaves, just by changing his name. Or look like.
He is the flame that keeps burning and will not go out. Even if it seems to be extinguished now, his fire will not go out. As long as people in this world still exist, there are still people who remember that kind of rule.
And Udun Fortress is the embodiment of that status, and it is the reason why neither the Empire nor the Greater Good can obtain this world.
Pointing this out pulled the colonel out of his anger and madness, pressure and blindness. He had to admit that the Empire could not control the world now, and even if the Astartes and the Imperial Guard joined forces, it would require huge losses.
But the colonel still doesn't think the empire has made any achievements in this matter, so what about aliens?
But he just listened to the Water clan's reply.
"We..." His old cheeks (you can tell by the pebble-like ridges on his cheeks) are faintly touched. The Master Chief's words hit Udon's threat. It is a blazing torch that proves the true ruler of this world at all times. No matter who it is, neither the Empire nor the Greater Good can stay here for long, as long as their power weakens and the Governor changes his appearance.
He can even become Titanium, which only requires skin, a part of DNA or simply a similar appearance. In essence, it is not that he has made a comeback, but that he has not been extinguished.
Shui had no choice but to take on this mission. He had no combat experience, but he still understood what kind of expert could win this mission.
"According to your information, the governor of this world has a strong desire to control. That is, he has extremely high personal authority over the castle's defense equipment, while others probably do not."
"According to the inferences of our psychoanalysts and computers, he has a bad past, so he does not trust humans. I infer that his authority should only serve himself."
said the colonel. "So what, he is hiding as a king in a huge castle that cannot even be taken down by warships. It is impossible for you to appear directly in that huge metal city and kill him."
"It's not impossible. There are several ways of war, and I know those who are proficient in them."
"Shadow, hidden, the Tau Empire's most powerful xv25 battle suit, using optical camouflage, can hide the figure. Sneaking into the castle is not difficult. At least before the enemy notices, it is no problem to kill the enemy or even come out again."
The pride shown by the Shui caste made the colonel unsure, but he could be sure when faced with the Destruction Eagle Chapter, which often dealt with units like the Battle Suit. "They can do it. I once broke the neck of a soldier like that, but its hiding ability is strange enough."
"It can even hide the feelings of the Astartes, and there are related infrared detection and other equipment. At least according to the current general equipment of the empire, it is not difficult to hide it from the enemy." He told the truth, the Shui clan also nodded, and the colonel had to admit that Titanium In many ways, he has slightly surpassed the Empire, but this does not mean that he recognizes the aliens.
But he admitted that those inferior Astartes could change the situation of the battle, so he should at least try.
"I...promise you that I can use the imperial world's sacred broadcasts to promote your disgusting Greater Good, but you must let me see the power of its xv and other services."
"And remember, I don't trust you, but I have no other choice. If you use your hands and feet to change the actual situation, the Partorians will give priority to destroying you!"
He doesn't care what the Flame of Udun is, he only knows that aliens are absolutely untrustworthy. Those greedy, stupid and self-centered monsters will destroy everything. At least now he can take advantage of it and be slightly forgiving, even if he doesn't like it.
The Shui Cast virtual image nodded slightly and promised success. After the blur dissipated, the command room fell into silence again, a long and oppressive silence. (End of chapter)