Chapter 282 Shortcut
Death is not far from every loyalist of the Empire. Some people regard it as a gift from the Emperor, but in fact it is just a nightmare in this cruel universe. Gathering under the Golden Throne is the only gift the Emperor gives to people, a cruel and gentle gift. .
Captain Jesik was so loyal and smart, but the poison of heresy finally took away his life, and so did the other Imperial Guards. The forced march at the end of their lives drained them of everything, loyalty, life, everything, just like Like this dry world.
Surrounded by countless survivors, this warrior who had once aimed to win a cup with the Skadi legends closed his eyes three days ago. At that moment, the Master Chief saw a ghost-like withered body. Even so, he is one of the loyal people who has persisted the longest.
The Space Marines covered his coffin, the stars sang his praises, the Emperor's protection came as expected, and his soul returned to the Golden Throne, a hero's stranger.
The sergeant chief knelt on one knee and thanked the sacrificed people for his many mistakes with an honor and admiration that no mortal could bear. In his eyes, the people who killed the entire 154th Infantry Regiment of Loander and the 44th Heavy Infantry Regiment were not the same. Not the heretic, but him.
The second lieutenant didn't understand what happened, but when he looked at this relatively new tombstone, he could touch the core of the matter. This was a hero like Skadi's other brothers, but he became a martyr. This is a mortal. Force limitations.
The second lieutenant has little affection for civilians, but has unlimited tolerance for the Imperial Guard because he belongs to this big family and loves this big family...
"Well, if we attack with you, will the situation change?"
"Yes, but strategic deployment is more important. Now that the enemy doesn't know you are coming, the effect can be better. They have not gathered strength. Obviously..." The chief wanted to say something, but the second lieutenant answered, or even rushed to answer. "So what, they are dead. It could be the Skadi people who took back this place, but they are dead."
The second lieutenant looked at the tombstone passively, and the master chief suddenly slapped him in the face. As a superman, his strength had been reduced a lot, but even so, the big man like the second lieutenant was almost knocked to the ground.
The Master Chief glared at him and said. "So what? Will the Skadi take back this world be the same as taking it back themselves? Although the Eagle of Destruction is a help, are you going to turn a blind eye to the sacrifices of thousands of men and women in Loander, the main battlefield?"
"You are a warrior, not a god!" He pointed at this mortal's cheek and cursed. As a space warrior, he knew his own status and how to view war. It was obvious that the ensign had already regarded them too highly, even if Skadi If people can win easily, then is this world still the world of Loander people?
According to Alan Bayer's character, this place will definitely be turned into a large-scale experimental field to conduct various social tests. Loand is no longer Loand, but now they are taking back the world by themselves, and those sacrifices are all valuable. Yes, the second lieutenant is now tainting those brave and loyal people, and placing himself in a very high position, comparable to the emperor's position!
The ensign held his cheek and thought about it. The stinging pain made it difficult for him to concentrate, and then he asked. "If instead of attacking Freeport, we help heroes everywhere liberate their hometowns..."
He thought silently and thought, and soon realized that those worlds would be truly loyal to Skadi and regard Skadi as the de facto capital of the sector. At this moment, no matter how powerful Freeport was, any star system near him would Everyone regards Alan Bair as a hero, so his pressure no longer exists.
Victory does not mean destroying them. As long as Freeport cannot be destroyed in a few days, the huge maintenance consumption of dozens of battleships will drain Skadi and the countless worlds behind him, because as long as the front line expands by one light year, the transportation consumption will double...
"Ha...I see, that's it, the shortcut is to take a detour." He smiled bitterly. A real fight would put the legion in trouble the most, but liberating the many worlds oppressed by Engili would gain people and geographical advantages, and victory would also be achieved. It's just a matter of time.
The road to becoming the Lord of the Void turned out to be so close. The second lieutenant bowed to the master chief. "Thank you..." A lot of his feelings were thanks to the Master Chief for not using his power, otherwise his head would have probably flown out.
Then he performed the Aquila Salute to the tomb of the loyal captain and expressed his feelings, as well as many complex emotions. But now he no longer regards himself as his savior from above, but has completely become a living being. one of them.
The second lieutenant walked out of this depressing place and walked through the star port that was busy due to the arrival of the Skadi people. He quickly found Alan Bair. With the help of those extremely loyal and persevering pdfs, the journey was not difficult. After searching, Alan Bair, who had just finished publicly appeasing the people in pain, was resting in the room of the refugee camp below the star port. The female inquisitor was beside her, recording her memoirs as usual.
The hero of the empire spoke in a reminiscence tone while sitting on the dilapidated faux leather sofa, looking at the incense candle that visited the wooden table.
"Loander, in my personal investigation, the former planetary governor of this world was not a good person. At least in my judgment, he was an incompetent person. However, the empire does not think so, because although he has no ability to protect, he is very good. It will suppress the residents.”
"The extremely high tithe tax rate and belief in the state religion make it particularly ironic that Loander, which is supposed to be a peaceful city, in High Gothic."
"But now it seems that those oppressions have shaped the great character of the Imperial Guard here, as well as the strong faith of the residents. Sadly, such a model world was finally killed by the stupidity of its lords. Now it is full of disease, pollution, and death. , the traitors in Freeport are disgusting with their involvement in the power and territory of the empire, and it also represents us. Another battle for the Skadi people will begin due to death and change.”
"But what I can't forget the most is still the scene that Skadi's escort team and I saw on the transport ship. A child was killed by an unexploded bomb while recovering resources."
"This is quite a stupid thing, and it also means that the recycling team did not realize that many things left during the war were dangerous. Behind this situation is the frightening ignorance or numbness of the numb Loander people. Also, outside Collectors have a higher chance of dying."
After he finished speaking, he picked up the glass and poured the yellow drink into his mouth. Ms. Nova, who was bulging forward and backward, took notes in a very relaxed posture, and finally wrote her own comment as a recorder where the ensign could see it.
He praised Lord Skadi's many kindnesses and sensitivities, and commented on the current situation in Loander from a personal perspective.
The arrival of the second lieutenant broke the tranquility. Perhaps for Alan Bayer, being in the same room with Miss Nova, tasting wine, resting, reminiscing, and sorting out his thoughts has become a luxury enjoyment. However, he still did not blame the person he was attracted to. A man who is almost considered a younger brother.
"Second Lieutenant, you are not in good spirits. Why are your cheeks red? Are you teasing some shrew?" Alan Bayer spoke to him with a military-style teasing, and the Second Lieutenant subconsciously rubbed his cheeks.
"Boss, that is a shrew who is too hot for mortals to touch. He also taught me a lot, such as the new stories of this world and the cruelty of heresy."
"Him?" Alan Bayer was a little surprised, because there was a clear difference in spoken language between her and him in Low Gothic, and then he thought about it. "Master Chief hit you?" He told this almost impossible reality. No matter how angry the Space Marines were, they would never attack the Skadi veterans, because the Skadis were almost the only mortal legion recognized by the Eagle of Destruction.
The ensign just nodded and answered. "I said something like an asshole."
"But thanks to my own stupidity, I now understand that the strategy you gave is correct. We are the Imperial Guard, not the Imperial Expeditionary Force. What we do is always protection, not killing."
Alan Bair nodded. "Yes, remember, you must always remember that as long as you remember this, those supreme evil spirits will never control you. Killing is not a pleasure, desire cannot be indulged, things will eventually change, and tricks are not everything."< br>
This sentence made Miss Nova raise her head. As an inquisitor, she has experienced from the weakest acolyte to the current position of holding a rosette. Dealing with the gods is almost her job, especially after she got to know several demon inquisitors. , which deepens its fear of subspace.
She slightly wanted to open her mouth, but then thought that the person in front of her had experienced many great things and had achieved success. If the emperor's light really shined, then it was probably given to him by grace, so she lowered her head again and wrote down the words on the last page of her notepad. This sentence is recorded.
But after a brief thought, she erased it again, because as an inquisitor, she did not need to give the truth, she only needed the citizens of the empire to realize what they needed.
Therefore, this golden rule only benefited the second lieutenant. Although he did not know the situation of the gods, nor did he systematically understand any demons. Although he was mortal, as a young man, he still had many almost unlimited possibilities. sex.
At present, this young man who may perform many miracles for the empire only gives a vague nod.
Alan Beyer just continued. "The work there is going very well and I think we will be able to leave soon."
The second lieutenant was a little surprised. "Go there?"
"Engili Spaceport, we want to raid the enemy." Alan Bair answered.
"But don't we want to spread our combat power and gain an advantage?" The second lieutenant didn't quite understand.
Alan Beyer just said. "The Destruction Eagle currently has 40 battle brothers, the strike cruiser Baptismal Fire, we have the Bordero and the 4th and 5th Skadi Infantry Regiment and the 113th Armored Regiment of Fraxia and the 1st Pangia Armored Regiment. A total of two imperial standard cruisers and enough infantry to conquer any world."
"At the same time, only half a million people and two battleships can completely rely on this world for logistics, and its mobility is extremely high. We are not trying to capture the Engili Spaceport this time, but to let them know who robbed Skadi. What happens to things?”
The ensign didn't quite understand. "What do you mean, we don't have to wait for the supply points to be built and help the various empire worlds before attacking?"
Alan Beyer replied. "No, we want to attack, but we have to use strong mobility and enough firepower to attack. There are many space stations and asteroid bases created for trade around the Freeport. Those things are the core of its huge defense network, which is equivalent to what we had before. The steel gate used by Pan Lan when cooperating with the Mechanicus.”
"Although there is no super-standard monster weapon like the volcano cannon, it is no problem to show a defense comparable to that of a battleship simply by relying on its huge body. This is why the Engili Free Trade Port is confident."
"Those intricate core defense networks help each other, which is why I don't approve of the Grand Legion's breakthrough. Those behemoths of the Imperial Navy attack that defense network like a giant sword to chop a sponge, and the final effect is no better than a small knife. Much better, but a waste of energy for no reason.”
The ensign nodded. "Then, we..."
Alan Beyer replied. "Attack, the starport in this area is well preserved and can fully serve as a transfer station. As long as the local basic supply factory starts construction, a large number of cargo ships will bring a large population and a full set of supply lines to rebuild this place into a fortress."
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Judge Nova said immediately. "This will cause a lot of consumption..."
Alan Beyer simply replied. "This place is close to the Maelstrom. We need more fortresses. We must build the worlds into chains and tightly lock the Lord of the Maelstrom. Like the Eye of Terror, let it be turned into a prison by the empire's countless sacrifices. Imprisoned in chains and become a prisoner of the great emperor."
"This..." Nova was a little unbelievable. Even the high lords only dared to build a suppression force composed of Space Marines and Imperial Guards in the chaotic and terrifying area of the Maelstrom. Only this also led to the Claws of the Starry Sky. , which is Huron's betrayal, but this man actually wants to lock up the entire maelstrom?
"This is not the Eye of Terror. The subspace storm is more messy and larger in scope, equivalent to a star region. However, the empire's control area is limited. If all nearby worlds are turned into prison chains, thousands of fortress worlds will be needed. The empire cannot afford it. !" she asked immediately.
Alan Bair also nodded. "Yes, but difficulty does not mean it is impossible. If several major star regions are willing to trap the scourge of Huron, the empire can save hundreds of billions of lives and hundreds of thousands of worlds. The disadvantages are at present, and the merits are In Qianqiu, so what?”
After saying this, Nova just lowered her head and wrote silently on her brown paper.
"I used to think that the personalities of the previous Sun Lords were all different. The most typical one was the well-known Mr. Macarius. At the end of his career, he madly asked the imperial fleet to expand into the void beyond the Star Torch, and finally died a violent death."
"I thought Lord Alan Bair was different, but I suddenly realized that they are exactly the same, ambitious. It's just that today's man learned the lesson of Lord Macarius, that is, instead of holding onto power, he learned to pretend It has no fangs and appears gentler and more effective..." (End of Chapter)