Chapter 373 White Temple: Is it possible that the savior is our genetic father?
"My lord, it is our honor for you to arrive in Istrad."
Malakate did not feel any loss.
He had long been mentally prepared for the lack of assistance.
The Savior is responsible for the defense of the Blood Angels' homeworld of Baal against the main force of the Tyranids.
It was an apocalypse-level war that would cost unimaginable resources and casualties. Being able to win was already a great blessing.
Now this existence must not have much power to support this small planet.
What's more, the savior has just rescued this planet and prevented it from being destroyed by the extermination order, which is already a great gift.
He did not dare to ask for more help.
Malaket looked at the list of documents and thought to herself:
"This support should be guns, ammunition or logistical supplies. It would be better if there were heavy armored tanks or artillery fire..."
Some important defensive fronts require more large-scale armed vehicles to garrison them. .
As for support such as orbital weapon turrets and naval fleets, he did not dare to think about it. The savior could not have extra fleets to invest here.
Now the planet has avoided the fate of extinction, but the threat of Tyranid has not been eliminated, and the situation is still difficult.
There is no way, the defense here is too weak.
But he and his battle brothers are ready to follow the ancient oath and fight bloody battles in this protected land until the last drop of blood is shed.
That is the best ending.
But when Malakite saw the words on the document clearly, her eyes suddenly widened.
The whole person was stunned.
? ? ?
He was in disbelief.
These familiar words look so strange.
He rubbed his eyes again to confirm that he had read the words correctly, and then asked tremblingly: "Save...Savior, are you sure this is support for Istrad? Wrong? "
The support amount given in that document is a bit unreasonable.
Perhaps the savior made a mistake in the file.
The company commander thought so.
"Huh?"
Hearing Malakite's question, Ron was a little unconfident, lowered his head and started to check the document.
This time it is indeed a bit rushed, and there may be some mistakes.
After checking it over, he did find some unreasonable things. Judging from the current situation and needs, there were a few.
Ron looked up at the White Templar Captain, full of apologies:
"Sorry, there is indeed an error in this document. I will contact the person in charge immediately to correct it..."
" Sure enough, the document was mistaken."
Marakate confirmed her suspicion and felt deeply disappointed in her heart: "If that was really support for this planet, how great would it be? ”
But no matter how you look at it, that support is too luxurious.
Ron immediately contacted the person in charge of the logistics department in front of the company commander:
"Hey, yes, Istrad's support needs to be adjusted again. I need to end the attack here as quickly as possible. War.
Work harder and mobilize as many resources as possible. There is nothing wrong with this. This place will become a typical one."
Although Malakate did not understand what the "typical" meant by the savior. , but my heart is still filled with gratitude.
Although the situation is difficult, this being strives to mobilize the few resources in an attempt to save this planet on the verge of destruction.
After a while, Ron received new documents.
After browsing through it carefully, he projected the document in front of the company commander again:
"I promise there is nothing wrong this time. Take a look. If there is anything else you need, please submit it as soon as possible. , I can continue to add..."
After reading the document, Malakate felt numb and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Emperor, this, this, this... why is it doubled? ?”
What happened in front of him was a bit beyond his knowledge.
After reconfirming.
He finally accepted the fact that it was indeed the support promised by the savior, and it was so rich that it was unimaginable!
"Perhaps, you don't have to invest so much force in Istrad, there are more areas that need support..."
Marakate hesitated and said cautiously .
No way.
The support given by the savior is really too much!
There are dozens of large battleships alone, including many battleships, and they also come with more battle groups.
It is equivalent to a collection of naval fleets from a dozen star regions.
It doesn’t seem necessary to send these forces to resist a small Tyrannic tentacle, right?
That can’t be called resistance.
These fleets can grind that Tyranid alien to the ground!
Not only that.
The Savior also arranged several large defense platforms in the orbit of the planet, and deployed many super-heavy armored vehicles and heavy artillery on the surface of the planet to build large defensive fortresses.
These defense platforms, heavy artillery, and super-heavy armored vehicles are not temporarily deployed, but are permanently given away.
After the war is over.
The Savior's forces will withdraw, leaving these things behind on the planet.
After such a war, the defense power of Istrad, a planet guarded by the Third Company of their White Templars, not only did not suffer any losses, but also increased significantly.
Almost as good as the home planet of White Templar!
What is this called?
What makes Malakate even more dizzy is that the Lord Savior has also provided additional equipment for the Space Marines of their company.
In addition to the standard armor set including Terminator armor, there are also many explosives, power, heavy weapons, and several master-level equipment.
More than ten Centurion armors are provided!
These precious armors, weapons, and vehicles will make the Third Company the most powerful company in the White Templar!
Ron waved his hand gently, indicating that the other party did not need to refuse: "It's okay, it's just a little higher than the support standard, and there is also enough support in other places."
"Savior Lord , you are really..."
Malakate's eyes were filled with gratitude.
He wanted to say something, but he didn't know where to start, so he simply led the soldiers to kneel down on one knee and show their respect.
At this time, there is nothing left to say except loyalty.
The company commander thought of another crucial thing, thinking: "Perhaps, the White Temple needs to study the savior's genes..."
The White Temple I am worried about the origin of my genes and am in an extremely embarrassing situation.
The White Templars have always been considered a subgroup of the Imperial Fists. Their genetic father is Rogal Dorn, who is an extremely loyal and pure gene.
A few years ago, however, officials at the Interior Ministry discovered new genetic information that cast doubt on this claim.
This is a very serious accusation.
The Space Marines of the White Templars were very angry.
After all, after thousands of years, someone suddenly jumps out and tells you that you may have recognized the wrong father all along, and that you have worshiped the wrong person in all these years of rituals.
Who can bear this?
More troublesome is the question of loyalty.
The Empire is more wary of Space Marines and places great value on their genetic loyalty.
With the origin of the gene unknown, the White Templars are in an awkward situation, and they cannot be considered loyal.
Assuming that their genes came from the renegade Primarch would put the entire Chapter in danger and make elimination more likely.
Because no one can guarantee whether they will go to the real genetic father.
Although the soldiers of the White Temple were angry, they were helpless.
They cannot prove themselves.
After years of evolution, their gene seeds have become very different from those of the Imperial Fists.
The intersection of these situations has caused a very serious identity crisis within the White Temple.
They don’t know where they come from or whether they are loyal.
If this vital problem cannot be solved, the entire Chapter will be at risk of collapse.
Therefore, the White Templars regarded this matter as the most important task of the war group. They launched an expedition to seek the truth and find the true source of their genes.
Most of the White Templar warriors participated in this expedition.
Only a few companies remain to guard the home planet and the planet they are sworn to protect, and the third company led by Malakate is one of them.
The Captain felt that the Primarch of Hope might also be his genetic father.
It is not unreasonable for him to consider this issue.
Over the past ten thousand years, there have been too many disputes within the empire.
The rebellion of the original body, the restrictions of the Codex Astartes, the Atonement Crusade, etc., resulted in many historical materials and genetic data being deliberately destroyed or lost.
The truth of history can often only be guessed from the remaining fragments of words. More Space Marine chapters do not even know how many Primarchs there are in the Empire and what their situation is.
When the beings who are familiar with history disappear or die one after another, coupled with the empire's rough way of maintaining archives, the erosion of chaos.
Many truths have been drowned in darkness.
This is also one of the reasons why the White Templar cannot find the truth.
The empire’s existing loyalty gene data has a very low genetic compatibility with the White Templar.
Those accusers even vaguely suggested that the genetic origin of these Space Marines may be related to the traitorous original body.
This is one of the reasons why the Imperial Guard is so strict and vigilant towards them. If the Imperial Guard Tilis hadn't had a calmer temper and had enough patience, another Imperial Guard would have taken action against them long ago.
The warriors of the White Templars never believed that their genetic father would be the traitorous original body, and they did not believe that their genes contained elements of disloyalty.
Their genes must be loyal.
The emergence of the Primarch of Hope gave Malakate a glimmer of hope, which meant that another gene loyal to the Primarch appeared.
Perhaps the genes of the White Templar are related to this being.
He hoped it was true.
In this way, the White Templars have a living primarch to protect them and avoid the crisis of destruction.
There can be further development.
Because this Primarch of Hope is extremely wealthy.
Malakate was full of hope, and the more she looked at the savior, the more intimate she felt, and there was even a faint illusion of blood connection.
The White Temple has been looking forward to the truth about the origin of genes for too long!
"Genes..."
His eyes were slightly moist, and he almost didn't scream out on the spot, resulting in a scene of filial piety.
“What’s wrong?”
Seeing that this guy was hesitant to speak, Ron asked.
"It's nothing. Your support makes me a little excited. With your help, this planet will definitely be able to survive the threat of the Tyranid aliens."
Marakate watched. He glanced at the crowd and shook his head slightly. Such an occasion was not suitable for making that presumptuous request.
After all, identifying the father of genes is a solemn matter.
He planned to wait until the war was over before holding a ceremony to collectively pray with the soldiers to the savior for genetic seeds that could be tested.
Ron raised his hand and patted the company commander's shoulder, quite gently: "Don't worry, this planet and the soldiers can survive this war!"
The savior's kind words, Malakate almost didn't shed tears, he was full of reverence:
"Your glory shines on us, the warriors of the White Templar, will follow your will!"
Luo En nodded slightly.
He always felt that the company commander's attitude changed quickly and was a bit too enthusiastic, even for his own genetic son.
"Did I give too much?" he thought secretly in his heart.
Hiss~
Just when Ron was about to say something else, Tyron's roar suddenly appeared, and several black shadows attacked.
Bang bang bang bang——
As soon as those Tyranid aliens screamed, they were solved by the Forbidden Army and the Thunder Guards.
But it's not over yet.
He felt the strange movement of the Tyranid shadow from the spiritual level.
Zila~
Ron's body was wrapped with psychic arcs, floating into the air, and then used the remote detection eyepiece.
He discovered that there were strong signs of abnormality among the mountains dozens of kilometers away, and many dark biological groups were gathering and stirring.
There is no doubt about it.
That is the Tyranid pioneer creature that invaded this planet.
They have grabbed enough biomass on the surface of the planet, developed more alien insect swarms, and are always ready to attack.
"Lord Savior."
Malakate also received the alert from the reconnaissance team and immediately reported: "Those aliens are probably going to launch an attack. Within one day at the latest, the alien minions will Will arrive here!”
The White Temple has been wary of the aliens in that area. If it weren't for the lack of vehicles and troops, they would have launched an attack long ago.
"This is troublesome..."
Ron frowned slightly:
"It will take two days for the logistics transport fleet to transport the support materials here, and it may not be able to catch up with the cleanup. The Tyranids in that area are alien.”
Malakate took a look at the imperial army, the escort team, and the more than two hundred Thunder Imperial Guards around him, and felt a little relieved.
The White Templar warriors, coupled with these powerful forces, should be able to hold this area.
However, the voice of the savior came again:
“Fortunately, I still carry a little bit of guard power with me, and they can be deployed to the surface of the planet immediately...”
Ma Lacquet thought that the savior was talking about the team of Thunder Guards, so he replied: "We will cooperate with your personal guards to defend this area!"
"We don't need to defend..."
Ron shook his head slightly: "Just before those aliens gathered, we took the initiative to destroy them!"
He has a rather cautious character.
No matter where you go, you will carry a guard force capable of handling war. They are the best of the best.
The Thunder Guards are just one of them, belonging to the category of personal bodyguards and honor guards.
The guard force usually does not participate in any wars and will only be dispatched when the savior is in danger.
Now that the Tyranid aliens are about to attack this area, it will come in handy.
Ron sent another document to the company commander: "This is the information of the guarding troops and the contact information of the commander. You can communicate and see how to cooperate in combat."
This Such a small war scene does not require your own participation at all.
“Yes, Lord Savior!”
Marakate received the order. He looked at the astonishing troop data listed in the document and fell into confusion again.
"Is the savior carrying these troops around? If this guard force participates in the war, it seems that they don't have to wait for support?"
No matter how you look at it, you will never lose, even if the people on the planet Even if the aliens are doubled, they can’t lose!
The company commander of the White Temple is already considering where to build a memorial square after the victory of the war. He must build a magnificent statue of the Savior.
He began to hope that the savior was the genetic father of the White Templars...
——
airspace.
A large strike cruiser painted in gold arrived outside the atmosphere of Istrad, coming menacingly, with the emblem of the Imperial Army on the hull.
On the bridge.
The tall golden armored figure is equipped with a power weapon.
That was Lysias, the tribune of the Imperial Guard. His face was serious, with a hint of anger.
It is a rare thing to make a high-ranking commander of the Imperial Guards under the Marshal of the Imperial Guards angry.
The reason why Lysias is so angry is because the majesty of the imperial army has been challenged.
Some being ignored his loyalty to the Emperor and attacked the Emperor's mouthpiece. That was extremely serious disloyalty!
What’s even more infuriating is that that being asked the Imperial Guard to come over and give him an explanation!
How arrogant is this?
If the Imperial Guard does not express this, it will lose all its majesty and will no longer inspire people's awe.
That is a more terrible consequence.
If everyone were like this, they would dare to attack a forbidden soldier without any punishment.
Then how can they maintain the Emperor's dignity and protect the Emperor's safety?
Lesias sent a communication to all Custodes on board the ship: "We should warn the Primarch of Hope and give it a deterrent."
He wanted to question whether the Primarch of Hope was still loyal to the Emperor, and whether he had failed the Emperor like those of the rebel Primarch's own children!
Except for questioning.
The Custodes Tribune has decided to lead the Custodes troops to confront the Primarch of Hope.
The existence of any Imperial Guards who dare to attack must be repaid with blood. Those personal guards of the Primarch of Hope who dare to attack the Imperial Guards must pay the price with their lives!
If the Primarch of Hope really lurked the elements of rebellion, valued his own interests above loyalty to the Emperor, and wanted to stop this, he would even take action against the Custodes.
This incident can also let the empire see his true face.
Even if some Forbidden Soldiers lose their lives in this process, we won’t hesitate!
Until then.
The Custodes will formally declare the Primarch's rebellion to the Empire, and the Custodes will mobilize in full force to hunt him down.
This may cause serious losses to the empire, but the hidden darkness is more terrifying than the short-lived pain.
They must clean up the original body that hides the traitorous heart in time to prevent it from gaining more power and causing disasters like Horus to happen again!
Soon, hundreds of forbidden troops gathered.
The flag-bearing Archon held high the eagle flag representing the Emperor and the Empire;
The huge body of the Gaelatus-type Dreadnought Mecha stepped over, enough to crush any living thing;
Behind the Dreadnaught Mecha is the Araleus” Forbidden Army. These warriors are larger and stronger than the Terminator.
After that, there were the Imperial Guards led by the veterans of the Imperial Guard.
Such a well-equipped Forbidden Forces force can almost capture the defense line of any empire's troops and reach the enemy leader!
After the Imperial Guards assembled, they quickly entered the golden "Ares" gunboat and flew to the ground.
……
Istrad, ship landing area.
Whoosh whoosh——
Several "Ares" gunboats are heading towards the savior's location at high speed...
(End of this chapter)