Chapter 369 Female Imperial Guard: This is the Emperor’s will and must not be disobeyed!
Dream, bridge.
Ron looked into the void outside the dome. The ship's artillery fire was still fierce, and the Redemption Fleet was encircling the Tyranid alien biological ship.
Not only the war in space, but also the counterattack against Tyranid on the surface of Baal and Bawei has also begun.
The Tyranid swarm, which had lost its command structure, had no power to fight back at all, and batch after batch of swarms were easily strangled to death.
From this moment on, the battle between Baal and Tyran can be said to be over.
The next step is just to clean up the bugs in the entire galaxy. There is no threat at all.
"The flesh and blood of these bugs are good things. Don't waste them..."
Ron looked at the pieces of meat in the void and said with some distress.
Due to the huge size and large number of Tyranid living biological ships, the large pieces of meat left behind by their death have formed a group of asteroid-like celestial bodies.
Savior has always advocated diligence and frugality, saving what you need and spending what you need. The core concept is to make the best use of everything and to pluck out the feathers of the geese.
Even if a Chaos Demon passes through the territory, he will be caught, picked up, and left naked and crying.
Some unlucky demons have been locked up in the basement of the Demon Research Institute and studied for decades. They have been studied from top to bottom, inside and out, and countless weapons have been tested on them. And drugs, extremely brutal.
It's the kind that makes you drool after being cured.
In this way, the Demon Research Institute is still unwilling to banish those demons, and instead captures and replaces new demon experimental subjects, euphemistically saying that they are used to it and will not work with other demons.
In fact, I just want to save some money.
Now, Baihuahua’s precious protein is right in front of you.
If this was wasted, Ron might not even be able to sleep when he goes back.
No way, the amount of these proteins is too huge!
After the failure of the invasion of the Leviathan Hive Fleet, countless insect bodies were left in the Baal system, which can be said to be piled up into a planet.
Almost the mass of the entire galaxy has increased by nearly one-third.
These proteins are enough to feed humans in dozens or even more star regions, and they are eaten in a pure meat way.
If some grain starch is added to it, more people can be fed.
It is an unimaginable meat harvest.
Ron contacted the head of the logistics department and ordered him to come up with a complete plan to recover these flesh and blood remains.
In his plan, these insect flesh proteins will be made into canned insect meat for human consumption.
Of course, the Savior Territory itself has a complete livestock system. More than a dozen livestock planets raise a large number of large meat-producing creatures such as Crox and Sgroulu. It also has several ocean worlds that supply fish and meat. .
So there is no shortage of meat in the territory.
These canned insect meats, which don’t seem to be very healthy at the moment, are just for the citizens of the territory to try.
The main function of canned insect meat is to dump it at low prices to the outside world.
The territory plans to sell these canned insect meat to the bitter Imperial Astra Militarum at a low price, so that more Imperial soldiers can eat meat, which is at least much better than those messy contaminated cans and ant bull cans.
It can also be used as disaster relief materials, supplying them to some planets experiencing famine and saving more humans.
After dealing with the insect meat matter.
Ron began to focus on another thing, waiting for the other party's response.
As time passed, the savior's brow gradually frowned, and the bright light of the artillery fire shone on his gloomy face.
Finally, he couldn't help but ask: "Hasn't there been a reply yet?"
The Battle of Bal was coming to an end.
But this does not mean the end of all wars. There are still many Leviathan tentacle fleets intruding on the territory of the empire.
The tentacle fleets did not know what kind of information they had received, and they still maintained their offensive momentum. They seemed to want to plunder a batch of biomass before leaving.
The defeat of the Leviathan Hive Mind does not mean the destruction of all insect swarms. Those tentacle fleets that are out of control are very likely to give birth to a new Hive Mind.
Let the swarm continue.
But those redeveloped insect swarms no longer have much to do with Leviathan.
They will be named after the new Tyranid High Masters.
Of course, that’s all for later.
Even if the insect swarm begins to recover, it will not be able to threaten the territory in a short time, not to mention that the territory will have its own insect swarm by then.
Even more troublesome is the empire's extermination order.
The supreme lords and high-ranking nobles of Holy Terra are extremely wary of the threat of Leviathan, worried that the Tyranids will spread to the Sun Star Territory and cause more damage.
In order to stop the Leviathan swarm from moving forward, they formulated a very cruel plan.
That is to create a long isolation zone in the path of the insect swarm, destroying all life and matter in it.
This will force them to change course and go to other areas, so that they will no longer threaten the Sun Star Domain.
This is a trick used by a dead Taoist friend but not a poor Taoist.
In order to protect the interests of the Sun Star Territory, those guys in Holy Terra don't care about the life and death of other star territories at all, and will cause unimaginable casualties.
It can only be said that those areas are more unlucky.
Because it is adjacent to the Sun Star Domain and Holy Terra, it not only has to sacrifice its own development to provide more resources.
Now that we are facing a disaster, we still have to use ourselves as a barrier to protect the core of the empire.
Ron did the math.
If that cruel extermination order is successfully implemented, it will destroy an area equivalent to dozens of star sectors and thousands of planets.
The number of humans who died due to the extermination order may be more than the number of human planets that Leviathan has devoured in recent years.
After all, when a Tyranid swarm invades a planet, it is necessary to arrange chicken thieves inside the planet, wait for the chicken thieves to slowly penetrate and mature, and light up the psychic beacon.
Then they lock onto the psychic lighthouse and spend years or even decades arduously sailing there to eat at the buffet and get beaten.
But the Imperial Extinction Order destroys planets much faster.
He could even imagine what the empire would do.
First send someone over to collect the 11% tax in advance and do some looting.
Afterwards, let the naval fleet responsible for guarding the local area receive orders to enter low-Earth orbit, and launch one cyclone torpedo after another under the fearful eyes of humans on the planet's surface.
The local imperial troops will personally destroy the world they protect and kill the imperial people who pay tithe to support them.
Perhaps those imperial troops were not willing to do this.
But for their loyal beliefs, for the Empire, and for the Emperor's will, they had to become executioners who destroyed the world they protected.
That is an order that cannot be refused.
Otherwise, they will be treated as heretics and die in humiliation.
Those imperial troops had no way to resist.
The Empire dealt with internal rebellions extremely quickly and often with overwhelming force.
What's more, the people sent by the empire to supervise the execution of the order this time are the powerful forbidden troops in the Holy Palace of Terra.
The Custodes are the Emperor's bodyguards.
They are the most powerful super genetically modified warriors besides the original body. They are equipped with glittering weapons and equipment created under the personal supervision of the Emperor, and enjoy the best investment of resources from the Empire.
These are the ceiling of the Empire's combat power and the most powerful troops. They are only responsible to the Emperor and carry out the Emperor's will.
The power is unstoppable!
Not to mention the local guards or the Imperial Navy, even the Space Marine Chapter cannot refuse the orders of the Custodes.
Otherwise they will only become corpses under the attack of the Imperial Army!
The Custodes are so powerful.
If one day the Forbidden Army gathers together and is determined to take down any force in the empire, no one will be able to stop them.
Even the territory of the Savior.
Just carrying out beheading tactics is enough to kill all the senior officials.
This means that under the supervision of the Forbidden Army, the extermination order will inevitably be carried out, and those human worlds are destined to perish.
Almost no one can stop this.
Whether the empire has any difficulties or not, this thing is too hellish, not to mention that the threat of Leviathan has been removed, and executing the extermination order is just a useless sacrifice!
Perhaps the only one who can stop the Imperial Army now is him, the savior.
Ron sighed: "I hope it's not too late..."
According to the detection of the Dream's detection radar, there is already a planet in a nearby galaxy area with a cyclone torpedo Destroyed by the blow.
If timely intervention is not carried out, the extermination order will cause more pain and despair. Due to the generation difference between the communication equipment used by the Forbidden Army and the equipment in the Savior's Territory, and the interference of the Tyranids' shadows, it is not that easy to contact the Forbidden Army remotely.
Fortunately, through the efforts of the communication sage, he finally contacted the nearest forbidden soldier and sent him a communication message.
Ron told the other party in the name of the Primarch of Hope that the Leviathan Hive Mind was dead, the entire Hive Fleet was on the verge of destruction, the Tyranid threat had been lifted, and the Empire did not need to continue to implement the extermination order.
He did not use a commanding tone, but was discussing with the other party.
Theoretically, no one other than the Emperor, not even a Primarch, can command the Custodes.
After all, the Imperial Guard is the Emperor's personal bodyguard and the most powerful force within the palace and even the Empire, and is related to the Emperor's life and safety.
If other people can order the forbidden army, what is the difference between being wearing a yellow robe?
The Golden Throne is for you to sit on.
What's more, in the absence of anyone of the Emperor or Primarch level, the leader of the Custodes Order, the Marshal of the Custodes, has authority almost equal to that of the Emperor and acts on behalf of the Emperor's will.
His power is over other high lords.
And the Adeptus Custodes is also one of the important players in Terra's political game.
Their eyes are almost pervasive, and they constantly monitor the core departments and high-ranking nobles of the empire to prevent them from acting against the emperor's will.
The trinity of power, strength, and intelligence makes the empire simply invincible.
Unless there is a mental or neurological problem, no one wants to provoke these guys, even the original body.
It can be said that as long as the Marshal of the Imperial Guard is willing, he can come out to lead the entire empire and become the regent of the empire before the return of the Ultimate Primarch Guilliman.
But he didn't do that.
Instead, he followed the ancient restrictions and hid in the palace with the Imperial Guards to guard the emperor's bones.
These otakus either cry and repent every day, or reflect on their dereliction of duty, which caused the emperor to be so hurt.
Even if the empire is in turmoil and in dire straits.
The most powerful force in the empire has never made a move.
Just recently, the Marshal of the Forbidden Army may have been entrusted by the emperor with a dream, or he may feel that if this continues, the empire will be completely ruined.
Only then were they willing to lift the restrictive order and allow the Forbidden Army to come out and move around.
I don’t know how the high lords persuaded the Forbidden Army Marshal to send so many Forbidden Army to execute the extermination order.
Leading to today’s embarrassing situation.
While Ron was waiting nervously, the assistant in charge of communications suddenly looked strange.
He hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward and saluted and reported the current situation:
"Save... Lord Savior, the Forbidden Army sent a communication, and she... refused your order..."
Ron looked at the assistant:
"Put the communication Let it out and listen to what that guy said."
The assistant projected the voice of the imperial soldier, and a firm and irrefutable female voice appeared: "I hope, Your Excellency, I have passed on this information. From above, the extermination order will continue until new orders are issued. This is the emperor's will and must not be disobeyed."
The atmosphere in this communication recording fell into a gloomy tone.
The Imperial Guard did not follow the savior's request and still chose to continue executing the extermination order.
Hearing this, Ron took a deep breath: "Trouble!"
The Imperial Guard's reply was in line with his stereotype of these golden corn spirits, absolutely loyal to the Emperor and Dead brain.
False Custodes: The role model of the Imperial Warrior, even if it is an excellent guardian, it is also an inspiring symbol.
The real Forbidden Army: their emotional intelligence is almost zero or negative, and they are full of arrogant people and super bullies who question everything.
The only advantage is to resolve various conflicts.
The specific form is to turn all conflicts into bloody conflicts, and then kill the opponent in the name of the emperor.
The Imperial Guard obviously still has some emotional intelligence, is able to communicate, and is willing to pass the information he got back to Holy Terra.
But with the communication speed of the empire and the efficiency of the supreme lords.
Wait until the supreme lords finish their meeting, and then contact the Marshal of the Forbidden Army to issue new instructions.
It is estimated that the extermination order has been implemented long ago.
More trouble is.
The Imperial Guard directly ignored the authority of the Primarch of Hope, which meant that it was difficult for him, as the Primarch of Hope, to interfere in this matter.
If there is further obstruction, it may cause conflicts.
Actually, that’s understandable.
Even though Guilliman was the Primarch of the Empire's prestigious Ultramarines, when he first returned to the Empire, he had to obey the rules given by the Custodes to meet the Emperor.
And he worked hard to win over the Forbidden Army.
It was not until Guilliman became the regent and fully grasped the supreme power of the empire that he had the ability to mobilize the imperial army.
But it is only in the name of the empire and the emperor. The imperial army can refuse his orders at any time.
Of course, the Forbidden Army would not dare to refuse the Regent if it was not necessary.
In other words, among the only two Primarchs to return to the Empire, only Guilliman can speak his mind.
Ron somewhat understood his situation in the empire.
This Primarch of Hope who appeared out of thin air has not been recognized by the Imperial Army, and it is difficult to speak at all!
This will greatly hinder his future activities in the empire, at least there will be a slight flaw in the legality.
And if the powerful force of the Forbidden Army cannot be utilized, it will be a huge loss.
He has been coveting these guys for a long time, hoping to get some equipment, technology or resources from them to arm the Thunder Guards.
It is extremely difficult to do this, but it is not completely impossible.
Ron's thoughts flew by at an extremely fast speed.
After the recording ended, a new problem was discovered.
Ron took a breath:
"The voice of the Imperial Guard seems to be that of a woman. Are there any women in the Emperor's Imperial Guard? Haven't you heard of them before?"
At least I didn't get any relevant information before I traveled to the cesspit of Warhammer.
What kind of tricks does GW do in a high-dimensional world?
Don’t wait until the entire rainbow of Astartes or Primarchs comes out, it will be great fun.
The world he knew had changed, and for a moment he had a sense of crisis that things were about to get out of his control.
One of his greatest strengths is his deep understanding of the world and precious memories of familiarity with where the future will lead.
However, things have changed now, which has weakened the information advantage.
Fortunately, there is only one female Imperial Guard.
It is not impossible for a special being to appear in the Forbidden Army, not to mention that he cannot assume someone else's gender.
Ron only hopes that the GW in the high-dimensional world will not do too much work, or continue to add strength to the human empire in this world.
After all, the node he traveled through was at the end of the timeline. Will something more terrifying happen in the future?
He doesn’t know either.
After Ron sorted out these ideas, he turned his attention to the extermination order.
The situation was worse than imagined, but he had to intervene to stop it.
As the savior, I must not give up those human worlds and let them be destroyed by the extermination order, even if this will trigger a conflict with the Forbidden Army!
Ron contacted his deputy commanding officer:
"Taco, deploy half of the Redemption Fleet's troops to carry out new missions!"
He ordered the Redemption Fleet to withdraw its troops and follow Go to the nearby area to wipe out the tentacle fleet, and negotiate with the Forbidden Army in the process to completely prohibit the execution of the extermination order!
If those Imperial Guards were ignorant, then he would have no choice but to be rude.
After Ron gave the order, he entered the arsenal in the Savior's Sanctuary.
He needs to get new equipment.
This time he is wearing a set of extremely gorgeous and sacred imitation Emperor's gold armor - the Holy Armor of the Savior* Gold Set.
When Ron put on that suit of armor, he looked like a big golden guy No. 2.
This is almost like showing off to the imperial guards. I don’t know if it will make them feel sad or angry.
On the contrary, it will impress them.
Ron walked out of the arsenal, exuding a sacred aura: "This time I want to see if the savior's words in the empire are effective!"
This time he was going to have an in-depth exchange with the Forbidden Army. .
If he cannot get rid of these golden corn essences, then he will not have to continue to hang out in the empire in the future...
(End of this chapter)