Chapter 256 The Whirlpool of Destiny
I want to grab fate by the throat. It wants to make me surrender, but it will never happen. Life is so beautiful, live a thousand lifetimes!
——————Beethoven
The void is so vast. Just one star sector spans several galaxies. The distance that humans could only see in the ancient Terra era is now just an extremely short subspace journey, hundreds of light years in just a few days. There are only dozens of days out of thousands.
But the prosperity and tragedy of the universe are unfolding in such a stretched space. The gods of chaos use their threads called subspace to tightly hold the fate of people. Countless people can only beat like puppets. The elite of the empire can understand the reality of the universe. They attribute it to chaos, disorder and bad natural character, so that they classify it as "evil"...
However, when people think so and use violence as the only answer to deal with evil, the benefits of subspace can reach their peak. The truth is that malice exists deep in everyone's heart and constantly nourishes the chaotic negative universe.
Therefore, war cannot destroy those monsters, but peace and harmony can. Even if a star region cannot make any waves, the peace is something that will never be recognized by the gods.
Weird and evil smiles echoed in the vast space of tens of thousands of light-years in the Pangia sub-sector. The empire believed that the void was divided into its own territories when battleships were stationed in the waterway. This was meaningless to those non-material cosmic creatures. They only followed their own The heart, and the heart of all intelligent beings in the entire universe, stirs up extremely vicious emotions.
In the void space outside Skadi, countless mechanical priests tried their best and emptied their fortunes, and then used the architectural templates of the dark technology era to quickly modularize and form a not too big void space station. It looked like a piece of metal. A chaotic Rubik's Cube, with ships of all sizes moving in and out of its interior.
This world made of iron is the best contribution and shelter provided by the Lord of Skadi to the turbulent universe. Those who have been displaced and have no other way out can come here to work, and those who are scared and precarious businessmen are proud to be protected here. , the heart of the entire star region began to beat slowly.
It was a mixed blessing. On board Skadi, the Lord looked at the report in his hand. During this period, the pirate attacks not only did not decrease, but intensified. People couldn't help but doubt the origin of those pirates. As a former Imperial Guard commander, With the aid of the Space Marines' high mobility, Alan Bair quickly began calling the staff to gauge the situation.
However, this time the opponent was obviously well prepared, and the pirates' route could not be fixed. Alan Beyer almost instantly realized that the opponent had studied his strategy in detail...
His complicated thoughts quickly grasped the contradiction of the situation. Old rival? No, those guys are almost dead. Do you have any information? Inside Skadi? Or inside the star region?
The immediate battle situation should not be leaked out so easily. The confidentiality within the empire is not strict. However, if the enemy is an internal personnel of the empire and has the financial resources and personnel, he can also bribe the clerical profession, and it is not impossible to obtain battlefield information.
Lord Skadi only used a period of data intelligence to get a rough idea of the situation, but it was only speculation. He often used many tactics for the enemy to counterattack in an orderly manner, such as having Imperial Guard warships jump gangs and three-point ranging. , but such tactics are also often used by other troops.
He can only be sure that a new kind of haze has appeared in this star region. Will this war-torn place have to face a new war before it can show the light behind the dark clouds?
"Emperor, why are you so cruel, or are the evil monsters in the Warp still showing hope for the Empire's path to the Sun Star Realm?" he murmured to himself.
Alan Bair groped for the holographic strategic star map in front of him. From a new recruit who knew nothing to the hero who now commands the Imperial Guard, he has experienced a lot. If he had looked at this thing a few years ago, he would have been confused?
It's just that the current Lord of Skadi will not be confused anymore. Since the storm of fate has swept across again, he must also be prepared to deal with any disaster.
Soon, orders were issued to increase military supplies, increase the frequency of border patrols, run factories at full speed, expand the scope of food cultivation within Skadi, and recycle commercial energy. There were also requests for additional training for soldiers within Skadi. Most people can feel the feeling of a storm coming, and that's never good.
A few days later, the cafeteria was overcrowded due to additional training. The newly recruited Catachan recruits who had just completed the Catachan special training had gone through extensive training. They had previously been elites in all walks of life on Skadi, such as the famous local scavengers. Adventurers, or foreigners who were born in the outer front of the hive city and were left alive by the dirty blizzard.
Those cruel experiences urged them to move forward and brought them a lot of success, but they were different from real forest warriors. They did not have the thick and dark muscles, nor did they have the inheritance of Catachan blades. After contacting the Ministry of Military Affairs, in addition to The blades of the active Catachan team of the sergeant chief and his approximately 20 men were recovered by Catachan's exclusive Military Affairs Department.
In order to show those forest spirits and praise their sacrifice for the Empire, Catachan soldiers not only have an exclusive troop organization, but also have the right to recover Catachan relics. This belongs to the culture of the world to which they belong, and the Sun Lord also Can't be disobedient.
It can be said that the Catachan trained today is no longer a child of the forest, but a special historical crystallization of this ice planet. They need a new name, but there is no war of their own to name it yet. .
The Sergeant Major, who had been able to take a rest as an instructor early in the morning, was chatting with the boy Letling who was cooking the food about the recent messy things in the cafeteria. The actions during this period made the Skadi troops, who were enjoying the rare peace, ready to move, but they did not Know who the enemy is and where they come from.
The war cries and training sounds of the soldiers outside continued, and the boy Leitlin just used it as a soundtrack to stir the boiler. The aroma was overflowing, and there was thick oil and smoke. A big wooden spoon was seen stirring in the rich soup, with a rich hanging on it. As for the sauce, there are still a lot of messy food stains stuck on the spoon.
the Letling man chanted. "The war is about to start again. I quite enjoy my life now. I can cook and chat with women, but it's very complicated. I also look forward to the days when I can blast open the enemy's heads with a sniper rifle. But I hope my military days will end and I will be hungry every day. "His views remain as simple and true as ever.
Master Chief Catachan answered as he sat at the table. "War is the way to survive. We have no choice. The Emperor will protect us from victory, and we just need to do our best. And the current situation of the enemy is not clear. Strategic actions are just fine-tuning the internal environment..."
He said this to comfort himself. He was not escaping from the war, but he did not want this place that had just started again to be involved in destruction, and he did not want his hometown to become a wasteland.
He picked up a drink and drank to vent his damn dissatisfaction, because they all knew that death and war could not be escaped in this universe.
For a moment, in the entire canteen, apart from the sound of stirring pots and bowls, there was only the faint sound of swallowing. The silence was terrifying, as if it was about to take away people's souls.
The horror of war can only be understood by those who have experienced it. It is precisely the veterans of Skadi who understand the violence, the organized "individuals" called civilization and the "violence" of another civilization that make them timid.
That kind of power is terrifying and irreversible for individuals, so even those decision-makers will be sucked into it, but at the end of this dark forty thousand years of human civilization, this is almost inevitable.
The silence was not broken until a young man in military uniform walked into the cafeteria. The second lieutenant sat next to Chief Catachan, and Chief Catachan naturally handed over the drink and muttered. "Attracted by the wind of war, you came to hug your comrades for warmth?"
The second lieutenant looked at the veteran who was almost middle-aged. "The next step is our time, right..."
"By the way, for a change, Arkady and I are engaged."
"Engagement?" The Letling boy became interested, and the Master Chief stopped the wine glass in his hand to chew on the name. He felt it was familiar, and then shouted. "Arkady? Captain Kellys Arkady?! Captain of Fraxia?"
The ensign nodded and said. "She is applying for discharge during this period, and I guess the ownership of the 113th Regiment of Falakxia may be assigned to my name."
"Ha, congratulations, but Lieutenant General Alan Bair may indeed do this. He really doesn't like power. Although he is capable, it is right not to share a lot. When will the wedding be held?" the Master Chief said cheerfully to his The junior asked and realized that this was a happy event for the entire Skadi, and it also meant that the Fourth Infantry Regiment of Skadi was going to be happy.
For the Miracle Legion, which was once the only one in the legend and later wiped away its shame and revived its hometown, their experience was so rich that all its members retired. Those complicated combat experiences were enough for the empire to respectfully arrange for those heroes to serve as PDFs in the Garden World.
But if we leave now, will there be any place to live in the entire universe? They have experienced despair, hope, return, too many terrible things, and too many lingering honors. In the end, if the veterans do not die, they will only wither.
When those tragic fates weigh on the bodies of those poor people, the value of this wedding will also increase. Although it is twisted to use one's own life events to boost morale, this is the empire.
There is nothing more beautiful than the blessings given by soldiers, and nothing is sweeter than victory. If failure turns everything into hell, then no matter how beautiful things are, there is no need to exist.
So Master Chief Catachan smiled wryly and just said. "I know someone who once made invitations for nobles. The food for the banquet can be dealt with by a Letling boy. I hope you can bear it!"
"It's a heavy responsibility, but thank you..." The second lieutenant sighed, and the pressure came to him. At this moment, Sergeant Catachan patted his shoulder. "This is a pleasure for the entire Fourth Regiment and the 113th Regiment of Falaksia. Don't show a bitter expression, my brother."
The second lieutenant showed a fleeting complex expression. Why didn't he know what his wedding would mean at this moment? But no one can escape from the whirlpool of war, and this happened during the noisy meal time of the Catachan soldiers. The smell of people's skin and sweat was briefly dissipated.
Only the sound of swallowing food and everything that people need to survive maintain the most basic things, such as the nature of this dark universe, but human nature will also make humans do all kinds of things beyond desire and instinct. This is the bright light of the Emperor. The source is also the only beacon in this dark universe.
And Skadi's brightest source of light is probably the Sun Lord, no, the former Sun Lord himself.
Alan Bayer pays attention to most situations in the world and maintains those clumsy and stupid balances. He dare not think about what this place would be like without him, but at the same time, he must also think about the future. He is not a great person. Just try your best.
He walked anxiously in the office. The once precious relic gun had been put in the drawer and was about to rust. Although the technology in the dark ages was not like that, he inadvertently thought, could he still afford to command a war? A stealth, a terrible war?
Then he began to reassure himself that those things would not come. It was just that his thoughts were too complicated and he could not escape from the death and pain. Soon he relied on the psychological quality trained on the battlefield to settle down. Those killings and explosions caused Don't kill him.
The demons and monsters did not break his heart. Even when he saw demons and subspaces, his will was still as strong as the edge of a sword, and he did not retreat. Some people commented that if the Lord of Skadi was a psyker, then the empire might have more power. An Alpha level!
But the reality is that that "gift" did not fall on him, and he did not like it or pray for it. He only needed peace and tranquility in his life.
Ironically, the entire universe will not change anything because of one person's heart, but it will open the door to the demands of the entire group. This is not only the source of the suffocating fear of the endless void, but also the most romantic nightmare in the world. .
Just like a joke played by the Emperor on those who work hard, the Inquisition's exclusive warship descended from the void, and the news it brought was not good. Instead, it represented that the entire universe was once again exposed to the cold world of Skadi. Fangs.
Inquisitor Nova jumped lightly from the transport plane. The war engine was roaring, as if expecting the storm to come. The thread of fate was gradually pulling on all the people still living in this universe in the looming operation of subspace.
At the same time, those things buried deep in the nightmare move one step closer from the void to reality. Among the countless squirming weirdnesses, one day, right or wrong will have to choose between the emperor's light and the death brought by the devil. 1. Will this world continue with the victory of mankind, or will it be destroyed with the laughter of demons...
It's just that the ending is not friendly, so all the Skadi people can do is enjoy the present... (End of this chapter)