Chapter 376 Three Buckets: Oh no, does anyone still remember us? !
Istrad, ship landing area.
Dong dong dong——
The Redemption Titans gathered in the roar, and the soldiers guarding the troops boarded the landing ship one after another and evacuated from the planet in an orderly manner.
Ron walked out of the temporary savior sanctuary surrounded by everyone.
Now, the Imperial Protective Belt Plan has been abolished, the planets in the affected areas have avoided the fate of being exterminated, and the Tyranid aliens on this planet have also been wiped out.
It’s time for him to return to Baal and participate in the next affairs.
Of course, nearly a thousand planets and hundreds of civilized worlds in the protective zone are under the blessing of the savior, and the redemption fleet will stay and continue to exterminate the remaining Leviathan tentacles.
There will also be dedicated people in charge to handle the affairs of those planets to make them more closely connected with the savior's territory.
When conditions are mature, all planets that receive the Savior’s blessing will be included in the Savior’s territory.
The empire doesn't want these places anyway, so it's better to hand them over to his savior, who just has the basis of public opinion and can be better managed.
In addition to getting the Forbidden Army to gain dispatching power and power from this trip, the biggest gain is these planets.
That means a lot of land, minerals, biological resources, and more importantly, population and beliefs.
Now he is so short of people that his eyes are red. In the next stage of development of the Savior’s territory, more people must be invested in various fields.
Especially the logistics system.
After the Galaxy Business Center project of the Webway is put into operation, the route will reach a wider area of the Galaxy, and no amount of people will be enough.
After all, there are millions of civilized worlds and more planets in the galaxy. Many civilized worlds are at war and need weapons and corresponding supplies.
The market and demand are endless. What the Savior Territory has to do is to provide them with corresponding weapons and supplies, and then absorb the abundant local resources.
In this way, more value can be created, and the empire's territory that has been stagnant due to the cutoff of shipping routes can also be revitalized.
Making resources flow again.
According to statistics from the logistics department, after the first batch of routes are opened, more than half of the territory's population and hundreds of billions of people will have to participate and shuttle between the Webway and the Milky Way.
Just these ships sailing in the waterway are enough to build a huge economy.
Given the pressure on management.
The logistics department decided to involve other institutions and private business alliances.
They plan to outsource the supply of facilities, cleaning and maintenance, food and health care inside the transport ship to further promote the economy.
For example, divide the transport ship into a small commercial area and set up some privately contracted small stores to improve the lives of the logistics crew members.
These logistics crew members spend most of their lives on the ship, and an overly boring life may have an impact on their mental health, leading to corruption.
In this case, a simple church prayer area cannot solve all problems.
The existence of the commercial district allows them to have some leisure consumption after work, enrich their lives and relax their body and mind.
This can also benefit more people.
Of course, those commercial areas must undergo rigorous scrutiny to avoid problems.
In addition to the logistics system, a special escort security system must be set up, and the engineering, trade and commercial departments must also be expanded.
These require more population.
In short, there are a lot of job vacancies in the Savior Territory now, and the salary is very good, which is at the top level among similar jobs in the empire.
It is equivalent to the paradise life in the eyes of those suffering world.
If the civilians of the Empire's suffering world came to the Savior's Territory, they would feel at a loss as if they were not in the same galaxy as the Empire.
Ron walked forward, his thoughts passing by at high speed.
The affairs of the territory are complicated, more places need to be developed, and every move involves tens of billions of people, which is not easy to say.
Fortunately, the territory has a complete education system and has cultivated many talents, all of which are shared by others.
Most of the time, he just needs to be a mascot, and only comes out to take charge of the overall situation at critical times.
Now, it's time for him to be the mascot again.
The battle on Baal's side has ended and is in the midst of intense recovery and construction. He has to rush back to participate in the victory celebration.
Announce this exciting victory to the entire Empire.
At the same time, the entire victory celebration was recorded and broadcast live, projecting relevant picture information to all civilized worlds within reach of the Savior’s Territory.
So that more humans can witness this historical moment with their own eyes.
This celebration is planned to last for nearly several months and will become another important moment in the long history of the empire, leaving a deep mark on the collective memory of mankind.
In fact, the Blood Angels did not want to make this victory celebration so big at first.
In their plan, they just build a memorial square in Bawei, erect some tall statues, and then hold a ceremony in the square.
In the future, there will naturally be believers who will voluntarily leave behind to guard those sacred statues for generations.
But because this ceremony involved the great savior, the celebration etiquette department of Wangting District intervened.
After evaluation, the celebration etiquette department believes that the current celebration plan of the Blood Angels is not enough to showcase the achievements of the Savior and cannot achieve the expected publicity purpose.
So they overturned the Blood Angels' celebration plan and came up with a new plan.
In the new plan, the scale of the victory celebration will be expanded to the entire Baal system. Many activities will be held from top to bottom, and more imperial nobles will be invited, and the whole process will be projected to the empire's territory that can be reached. image.
Let more humans share this joy.
Not only that.
The celebration will also involve commercial aspects, and related souvenirs will be produced, including small statues of heroes, specially printed insect meat cans, books, memoirs, etc.
Make the impact of this celebration even more profound.
These things can generate more income, and all the income will be donated to the casualties of soldiers involved in the war.
Improving the lives of those soldiers and their families.
For the Savior’s Interior Department, there is no limit to the investment in this ceremony.
After all, the war in the Baal Galaxy had just ended, and there were scars and bloodstains everywhere, which was not suitable for the ceremony and did not fit the tone of the ceremony.
Human beings have suffered enough, what they need now is joy and hope.
To coincide with the ceremony.
The Savior Territory has invested massive resources in comprehensive reconstruction and transformation of the entire Baal system. It will appear in front of the empire with a new look.
It will convey a concept - even after experiencing brutal wars, under the leadership of the Savior, there is hope for mankind to recover, develop and prosper again.
This would bring unimaginable benefits to the people of Baal.
According to Ron's concept in his previous life, the entire Baal galaxy has become an Olympic village, and it will only build but not occupy, and will also create a better living area for them.
Of course, those unique scenic spots and cruel terrain will still remain.
Some special tribes can also choose to continue to live in the previous way and participate in the trials of the Blood Angels.
But no matter what, their living conditions will improve and they will be able to participate in the selection with better physiques.
During the restoration process of Baal, the entire Savior Territory also began to warm up for this celebration, and all the people will participate in this historic celebration.
Now that the preparations for the celebration have entered the middle and late stages, some imperial nobles who can arrive are also arriving one after another. As the protagonist, he must rush back to Baal in advance.
Otherwise, after such a huge mess, at the critical moment, the savior himself would not be able to attend due to an accident.
That would be embarrassing.
When the Savior arrived at the landing zone, White Templar Captain Malakate was somewhat reluctant to leave.
He was a little helpless: "Are you leaving here?"
"Yes."
Ron nodded and replied: "I will return to Baal, where there will be a grand celebration Wait for me..."
He looked at the company commander and everyone, and found that many people looked worried, probably because they were worried about the Tyrannic alien tentacles.
The Tyranid alien tentacles have not yet been wiped out. After people like myself leave, the planet may become unsafe again.
"You don't have to worry. I have received the latest battle report. The Redemption Fleet is fighting the Tyranid alien tentacles in this area. They will no longer threaten this place..."
As soon as Ron finished speaking, the atmosphere There were fluctuations in the airspace outside.
Whoosh Whoosh——
One after another, warships came out of the subspace passage and occupied a large area of airspace. The shadow cast by the Savior Fleet completely obscured the surface of the planet below.
On the ground, everyone noticed that the sky suddenly darkened, and when they looked up, they only saw the fleet group stretching outside the atmosphere.
What was even more shocking was that through the gap between the ships, they saw the huge Tyranid alien mothership in the middle of the fleet, being dragged by many warships and squirming faintly.
That is the loot of the Redemption Fleet.
This scene made everyone stunned. They were shocked by the savior's force. His army defeated the Tyranid alien tentacles so quickly!
Subsequently, the savior’s hymn resounded in the atmosphere.
The Redemption Fleet used the hymn projector to express respectful greetings to the Savior.
At the same time, the people of Istrad were informed that under the light of the savior, the Tyranid aliens had been destroyed, and they no longer had to worry about the coming of war.
Furthermore, the savior’s arms will continue to protect the planet.
Ron looked at the White Templar Captain and the planetary governor and showed a gentle smile: "Now, you should feel at ease. The Tyrannic threat has been lifted. Maybe you should worry more about the construction of the planet. "
"Then these support supplies..."
The planetary governor looked at the weapons and equipment that had just arrived and were still being unloaded by the Savior's logistics transport fleet, and swallowed:
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"You'd better transport them to places where they are needed more."
The value of this batch of weapons and equipment is astonishing. Now that the threat of war has been lifted, he does not dare to just leave all the support materials provided by the Savior.
The planet governor prayed silently in his heart, hoping that the savior would not take them all away, but even leave a little bit behind.
Ron shook his head disapprovingly: "Now that these support materials have arrived, there is no reason to transport them back. You can just make good use of them."
"Saviour, your kindness is Tradd has nothing to repay!”
The planet governor could barely suppress the raised corners of his mouth, but tears were streaming down his face, and he looked moved.
This must be touching!
Ron nodded and ignored the matter.
He also didn’t want to transport these things back. The logistics transport fleet’s transportation capacity was quite tight, so transporting them here and away in vain would greatly delay the arranged transportation plan.
This may cause greater losses.
What's more, Istrad will be included in the savior's territory soon, and these things are just the left hand and the right hand.
"Lord Savior..."
Malaket hesitated and finally made the presumptuous request: "Can you give the White Templar a gene seed that belongs to you? We need it very much.”
The company commander did not dare to directly say that he wanted this gene seed to study the genetic map and thus identify the Savior as the genetic father of the White Templar. He hoped that after having a definite result, the White Templar would formally propose to the savior to return to the embrace of the Gene Father.
"I'm afraid one is too little. I'll give you twenty."
Ron didn't think much about it.
Even if the Ultramarines return, many Chapters will not be able to obtain the supply of Ultramarines gene seeds due to reasons such as close relationships and loyalty.
They are still in a state of shortage of gene seeds, and they even paid their blood and lives for it.
With a wave of his hand, he increased the quantity and ordered the biological sages to take out the best gene seeds from the Dream's gene bank.
This batch of gene seeds was cultivated directly using the savior's genes instead of being taken out from the body of the warrior. It is purer and has noble adaptive properties.
Can perfectly integrate the genes of other battle groups to catalyze stronger characteristics.
In Ron's opinion, it is a good thing that the White Templar wants gene seeds. He also hopes that all war groups will use their own gene seeds.
Anyway, when the time comes, they will all be their own cubs.
This gave him a good idea. After the new batch of gene seeds are cultivated, some may be provided free of charge to those battle groups that lack gene seeds.
"When you are done with your work here, remember to come to Baal to participate in the victory ceremony."
Not long after, Ron personally handed the gene seed to the hands of the White Templar Captain and invited him to participate in the victory ceremony.
In any case, the White Templar is also involved in this war.
Buzz~
The golden teleportation portal rose, and the savior led the forbidden army towards the portal under the eyes of everyone.
These Custodes will also participate in the celebration on behalf of the Emperor, which can enhance the sanctity of the celebration to a greater extent.
"Lord Savior, the White Temple will arrive at Baal on time..."
Malakate watched the savior's back disappear into the golden light, and he hugged the alloy-frozen man even more tightly. The gene seeds in the equipment had the illusion of being connected by blood for a while.
If the genetic map of the White Templars matches the genes of the Savior's gene seed, he will immediately report it to the Chapter Leader and rush to Baal.
On the sacred occasion of the victory celebration and under the gaze of many eyes of the Empire, the White Templars will officially return to the embrace of the Primarch of Hope! ——
Barr airspace.
Whoosh——
The Dream jumped out of the subspace and stopped steadily outside Baal's atmosphere. There were more ships shuttling back and forth around it.
I don’t know when, a larger transportation platform was built in the Baal orbit, and thousands of transport ships continue to transport supplies to the surface of Baal.
The bridge observation dome.
"It's really a miracle of construction..."
Marshal Lysias of the Forbidden Army looked at all this and not only sighed.
This is a complete transformation of the entire planet, and the speed is astonishing, more thorough than any previous transformation of the Empire.
That is not simple mechanization, but to build Baal into a more perfect paradise world, which not only has good defense measures, but also takes into account the environment.
It is equivalent to reshaping the ecology of the entire planet.
The engineering intensity, transportation capacity and resource investment involved are unimaginable.
“This is the power that human beings can unleash after uniting under a good system and organization. If human beings continue to prosper, they may be able to transform the entire galaxy...”
Ron Qing Said lightly.
He looked at Baal, which was undergoing vigorous reconstruction projects, and saw more green on the black and yellow surface.
This has never been done before.
Follow the plan.
After the reconstruction is completed, Baal will no longer be a barren desert planet, but a green planet with forests, rivers, mountains and other terrains.
Such a level of construction is extremely difficult. Fortunately, the territory’s engineering department has relevant experience. The scale and intensity of the transformation on Erth is much higher than that of Baal.
In fact, the resources invested in this reconstruction project were not as many as imagined.
Before the Battle of Baal began, the territory's engineering team evacuated soil, vegetation, organisms, water resources, etc. from many planets, which can now be used in reconstruction projects.
The main investment in the Savior's territory is machinery and human resources, including hundreds of millions of workers and more machinery and equipment.
The most expensive among them are the more than one hundred Engineering Titans.
In order to catch up with the progress.
These engineering titans are working day and night, and the loss value of these magical machines alone is quite staggering.
Not only that, because the Baal War ended a little too quickly.
The nearly 100,000 Space Marines and hundreds of millions of Astra Militarum have no other arrangements, and they all participate in the engineering work. In short, they all have to go to dust!
Ron looked at all this with satisfaction.
This situation can be said to be full of vitality, all things are competing, and the scene of human prosperity is still before our eyes...
...
Baal underground, cave.
This area was in slight shock, with gravel falling from time to time, and a stench filled the air.
You can still vaguely see the fragments of Tyranid bone remaining on the ground.
In the center of the cave, a mechanical light provided weak illumination.
A group of ragged Space Marines gathered together. In the center of the fire was a helmet. Inside the helmet were boiled leather of unknown meaning and insect bones without any trace of flesh.
It can be seen from the markings on their armor that they are Space Marines of the Sons of the People Chapter.
"Give way, I'm going to put in the spices!"
The three barrels squeezed weakly to the fire, and took out a small bag of precious spices produced in Feros from under the stone.
He concentrated, carefully sprinkled the pot of soup with precious seasonings, stirred it a few times, and then secretly counted the time.
About three minutes is the best time for the spices to evaporate, and the soup will be the most delicious at that time!
The warriors of the Son of Man never give up their pursuit of food, even in difficult times.
Wait until the time comes.
Everyone's eyes lit up, and they immediately took their helmets out of the fire, divided the soup, and each person got a piece of insect bone.
Three barrels devoured the leather with the soldiers, and worked hard to dry out the last bit of marrow from the Tyranids' bones. They chewed it into pieces and swallowed it with the soup. They patted the plastron with satisfaction.
“Comfortable and delicious!”
The Son of Man chapter leader looked like he was enjoying the food.
"Captain, who do these stinky leathers belong to? Even the spices can't suppress the smell..."
A Son of Man soldier's face turned a little blue. It was obvious that what they had just eaten was not delicious, but It is an unknown liquid that is sour, nauseating, and mixed with the fishy smell of insects.
Even the stomachs of Space Marines couldn't bear it. You can only imagine how bad the food was.
"Shut up, are you doubting my cooking skills?"
San Tong's face turned dark immediately. He couldn't handle those ingredients at all under such conditions, and he was treated like this by that kid. One thing to say.
I also felt a little nauseous.
The Chapter Leader began to silently imagine that what he had just eaten was delicious broth, trying to make his experience as good as possible.
After all, in this situation, you are lucky to have something to eat and survive.
The Sons of the People Chapter has been struggling to survive in the wilderness of Baal for several months.
After receiving the support order, the Son of Man Chapter rushed to Baal immediately. However, at this time, the Tyranid attack had already begun.
Unfortunately, their broken ship was attacked by biological ships and had no defense at all.
In order to avoid the fate of destroying the group.
The warriors of the Son of Man collectively used landing craft to escape from the Chapter's most valuable asset - a centuries-old battle barge with little maintenance.
After the landing ship crashed into a wilderness, they were even more desperate to find that there were no traces of human existence within the detection range.
What the Sons of Man didn’t know was that the location where they fell was relatively remote, hundreds of kilometers away from the fortress line built by the Savior.
And under the interference of Tyranid Shadow, no one knew that this group of unlucky people had arrived in Baal.
After that, Santong and others were surrounded by endless swarms of insects.
If they hadn't used an ancient mechanical relic to shield their biological information and hide underground, they would have turned into insect feces long ago.
Three barrels and the others had been hiding in the cave for the past few days. They also tried to break out and seek support, but they were soon surrounded by Tyranid aliens and could not get out at all.
To avoid more casualties.
They had no choice but to hide here and continue to wait for rescue.
San Tong looked at an injured one-eyed warrior: "Toli, how long has it been since our support signal was sent?"
The one-eyed warrior thought for a while and replied:
"Report to the head of the regiment, forty days and twenty hours have passed."
The reason why this veteran reconnaissance guy remembers it so clearly is because he was the one who sent the call for help. He was also seriously injured as a result.
Santong sighed:
"We may have been forgotten. If there is no rescue after three days, we will fight out and fight to the death with those damn aliens!"
Now the Son of Man The battle group was at the point where they were running out of ammunition and food.
They don’t want to starve to death here, so they must kill a few more aliens while they still have the strength to fight.
In this way, when the soul returns to the throne, it will not be so shameful.
Boom~
There was another slight roar, and gravel fell.
The Son of Man warriors became quiet, not even daring to speak loudly for fear of attracting Tyranid bugs.
Today, there are still roars and vibrations from the distant surface from time to time, indicating the fierceness of the war. The roar of the Titans is still there, and the human army is still fighting fiercely against the Tyranid aliens!
"Your Majesty, the Emperor, I hope that we, the Son of Man, will not be destroyed..."
Sangu fell into silence, his face full of worry.
This apocalyptic war is still going on. Maybe the rescue they are waiting for will never arrive, and they must go out and fight to the death.
On the ground dozens of kilometers away from the cave, an Engineering Titan was working hard to drill holes and dust, causing the ground to shake violently.
Not far away, the workers took a temporary break.
They are enjoying a delicious construction site lunch, which includes wheat soup, thick bread, a few slices of vegetables and starchy steaks...
(End of this chapter)