Chapter 377 Three Barrels: No, is this still Barr? !
Three days later.
Bar underground, cave.
As the vibrations on the distant surface gradually weakened, the gravel in the cracks stopped sliding, and a trace of tranquility returned to the surrounding area.
Zila~
The mechanical lights flickered and the light became much darker.
That means that the last trace of energy in this cave will be exhausted, and this refuge will fall into darkness.
San Tong glanced at the mechanical light without paying much attention to it. Even without a light source, these genetically modified warriors could see objects clearly in the dark.
It’s just not that comfortable.
What's more, the warriors of the Son of Man will also leave here to face the Tyranid aliens for the final battle.
The fire started again.
Due to the long-term lack of energy intake, the stomachs of the sons of men have long been growling with hunger, and their eyes are full of expectation when they look at the chapter leader.
Because he still has the last of the meat there.
"Your Majesty the Emperor, it's time for us to enjoy a delicious meal!"
Under the hungry wolf-like gazes of the soldiers, Three Buckets carefully took out a few large bottles from the pile of rocks next to them. Canned ant-cow.
When the canned Ant Bull was found in the ship's warehouse, it had already expired for a long time.
Given the empire's poor industrial processes, these cans that cannot be determined to be completely inactivated have most likely become dangerous goods and may not be able to seal the contents inside.
But he didn't want to throw it away.
The Son of Man always retains a cherished attitude towards food, and of course he also has the idea of throwing it out as a weapon in times of crisis.
When dealing with bugs, these things are not much weaker than frag grenades, and they have a better effect on flesh and blood.
Because there is a high possibility that there are living antbull larvae in the canned antbull that has not been inactivated.
Known as "boring maggots," they are shockingly ferocious predators.
Under the tendency of insatiable hunger, ant bull larvae can eat almost anything, whether it is energy radiation or the flesh and blood of other creatures.
The adult ant bulls, which have giant pincers in their mouths and look like four-legged upright giant ants, are more than four meters tall, almost as tall as a Dreadnought.
The landing ship can be penetrated by physical strength alone.
What's even more terrifying is that they can eat anything, even the plasma emitted by plasma bombs. They have a tenacious reproductive ability and have spread to dozens of worlds.
If it weren't for the fact that ant bulls lack intelligence and don't like to live in groups, they would be much scarier than the Tyranid aliens.
It will not become human food and become a domestic insect in livestock.
Three barrels did not dare to open these ant bull cans directly. Instead, they threw them into the fire and roasted them to kill any ant bull larvae that might be present.
It may take several hours to burn these larvae to lose their vitality.
Of course, according to the antcow eating manual given by the Empire, it would take about four days of continuous cooking to completely inactivate it before it reaches the standard of safe consumption.
But the stomachs of space warriors are more powerful and can fully accept the ant beef that has not been inactivated. Even if it cannot be digested, it can be excreted from the body in time.
There will be no chance of being parasitized.
An hour later.
The Son of Man warriors still endured hunger and gathered around the fire, waiting for the time to eat.
Suddenly, the one-eyed warrior noticed something strange: "It's not good, this can seems to have moved?"
"Yes, it has moved, not just that can, all the cans are the same, Everyone, please be careful..."
Three barrels nodded and pulled out the single-molecule war blade quite seriously: "Don't let these delicious things get away!"
Son of Man warriors! After swallowing, they all stood up and drew out their war blades in a fighting stance.
They haven't eaten meat for many days, and they are already hungry. Not to mention the ant bull larvae, even an ant bull will have to chew it!
The cans in the fire began to shake visibly to the naked eye. Amidst the tooth-piercing friction, many maggots with horrible mouthparts violently pierced the cans.
The food of the Son of Man is roaring!
However, those hungry ant-cow larvae just neighed and froze.
They sense a more terrifying hunger.
Ka——
The mechanical light went out, making the light in the cave dim.
“Eat them quickly!”
Before the light went out, the Sons of Man had already roared and pounced on the ant beef bugs, like hungry wolves pounced on their prey.
The battle between food and food began, but the warriors of the Son of Man clearly had an absolute advantage.
Three barrels of single-molecule war blades thrust an ant bull larvae into its mouth. Its tail was still struggling violently, but it was of no use and was eaten to a crisp.
It didn't take long.
These warriors who had tasted the delicious fresh meat lay comfortably on the rock wall to digest their food.
After recovering a little strength, these soldiers stood up silently and packed up their equipment.
Then, led by Sangong, they climbed to the ground along the long and narrow passage.
“Oh, I’m still so hungry...”
One soldier was unhappy and complained casually. For the Son of Man warriors, hunger was more difficult to accept than death.
San Tong didn't laugh and call these guys a loser like before. He was also very hungry, and his stomach seemed to be on fire.
If he could, he could eat an ant bull alive.
The chapter leader climbed forward in silence, feeling rarely depressed. Perhaps the soldiers of the Son of Man were about to die of hunger.
Because they are going to the surface to fight the Tyranid aliens.
He decided to eat a little more Tyranid bug meat before he died, at least until he had a full stomach before returning to the throne.
Suddenly, Santong thought of a new question.
I wonder if there is anything to eat there after the soul returns to the Golden Throne?
……
Bar Ground, Tower Garden Area.
This large garden was officially completed yesterday. It contains many trees, green plants, streams and wild animals.
Equivalent to a complete natural ecology.
This is an extremely rare thing for Baal, a desert planet that lacks water. Even Holy Terra does not have such luxury.
The tower area in the distance is still under construction. Large equipment is building the tower base. The subsequent important mechanical parts will be transported from the savior's territory for assembly.
After completion, this expensive and sacred tower will be lit up surrounded by large gardens and religious buildings, emitting golden sacred light.
Becoming a new holy landmark in Baal.
The green space in the garden is bustling with activity, staff are coming and going, and there are more assault ships in the sky bringing supplies to supply the next activities.
All this is because the savior has come here.
On a whim, Ron came here to guide the construction of the sacred tower. Many chapter leaders also followed the savior, a large group of people.
“Your Majesty the Savior, it must not be easy to build such a sacred tower, right?”
Marshal Lysias of the Forbidden Army looked at the tower under construction in the distance with a hint of envy in his eyes.
He already knows the role of this tower and its sacredness, and longs to be illuminated by the sacred light from time to time.
Ron glanced at Lysias: "Why, you also want the Holy Tower?"
He could see that the Marshal of the Forbidden Army really wanted this big light bulb.
“Yes, can you help us build such a holy object?”
Lysias had a hint of pleading: "We are willing to bear more costs and give corresponding rewards."
"This kind of building is extremely expensive, and even we can't build many..." Luo Well reminded me.
In his opinion, the palace is already the most heavily defended and powerful place in the galaxy, and it is not cost-effective to build these things.
With that material, it is better to build it on other planets that need it.
What's more, many areas of the Savior's Territory are still waiting for the protection of these sacred towers.
But after seeing the disappointed look in Lysias's eyes, he felt a little soft-hearted. He and the Forbidden Army were now friends after all, so it was not impossible to give them a gift.
Just let them follow suit.
After all, there is nothing else in these guys' lives except loyalty to the Emperor.
Moreover, the golden sun, statues of the Savior, and runes on the tower can remind them of the Savior all the time, which can be regarded as an accumulation of faith.
"Given our friendship, I can..."
Ron said, holding out a finger, indicating that he could give the Forbidden Army a sacred tower for free.
But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the sincere voice of the commander of the Forbidden Army: "Your Majesty the Savior, it is difficult to build the sacred tower, and we are willing to pay more than ten times the price."
" "Ahem, it's not impossible."
Ron was a little choked, but he immediately reacted and agreed to the matter.
I almost forgot that these Imperial Guards are the top wealthy people in the galaxy. They enjoy almost unlimited resource supply from the empire and are as good as a piece of cloth above their head.
There is no need to be polite to rich people. If you have money but don't make money, you are a bastard. Maybe they will thank us later.
In this way, the more resource materials earned can build sacred towers in more places, thus speeding up the overall construction speed of the territorial tower project.
Let the sacred tower cover all planets.
Arrangements must be made immediately!
Ron immediately contacted the head of the mechanical construction department and ordered him to send an engineering team to Holy Terra as quickly as possible.
Build a sacred tower for the Custodes to the highest specifications.
I heard that a statue of myself is being built in front of the Holy Terra Palace Square, and it just so happens that I can send envoys there to participate in the inauguration ceremony.
You can also mingle with the high lords who support you to see if you can collaborate on some projects.
"Your Majesty the Savior, the Forbidden Army will keep your friendship in mind!"
Lesias was very grateful when he saw that the Savior was so happy and generous, and he saluted slightly.
"Hey, we are all brothers. There is no need to be so polite. The banquet is about to start. Let's go over."
Ron was in a good mood and walked towards the banquet area with the Marshal of the Forbidden Army.
Nowadays, the garden green space is covered with expensive red carpets, the tables are filled with rare delicacies, and many chefs are busy.
Those rare ingredients come from all over the galaxy, and use special preservation methods to still keep them fresh.
Mouth-watering.
There is no way. With the expansion of the savior's territory and trade scope, more and more civilized worlds have close ties with the savior.
After the rulers of these civilized worlds learned that the savior liked local products, they all offered rare delicacies from their own worlds.
Due to its large scale, the Tower Tower Mansion had to set up a special department to take charge of this matter, and it was also equipped with a large food transportation, chef, banquet preparation and other teams.
These are necessary. The Savior also likes to share these delicacies with subordinate officials and soldiers. The holding of banquets can also shorten the distance between them.
This banquet is specially designed to entertain the Chapter Leaders and the Forbidden Army, and also allows for more communication between each other.
After all, these chapter leaders can be considered as members of the savior faction. Being more familiar with the Forbidden Army will facilitate future activities.
The central area of the banquet.
Datong is leading a few soldiers to carefully cook a four-meter-long deep-sea star fish. Its crystal-clear fish meat looks extremely delicious. "Lord Savior, please try my latest craftsmanship!"
When Datong saw the Savior coming, he immediately ran over and offered fish sashimi dripping with Holo juice. , the combination of the two makes the fish meat turn into a crystal color glowing with crystal light.
"Not bad..."
Just by smelling the special fragrance, Ron moved his index fingers and salivated, just when he picked up a piece and was about to taste it.
A sudden change occurred.
Boom——
A sudden explosion occurred not far away, followed by an extremely firm and tragic shout:
"For the Emperor!"
Hearing these chants, Ron was a little confused: "Is there a chaos or alien sneak attack?"
But that shouldn't be the case, Barr had already It was cleaned up.
What's more, here is the original body, many chapter leaders, and the imperial army. Only when aliens and heretics go crazy will they directly send assassins to attack here.
This sudden explosion attracted everyone’s attention.
other side.
San Tong and others climbed several kilometers and finally reached the surface area.
He suddenly used a blast grenade to destroy the passage seal, led the soldiers to break out of the ground, shouted a war cry and tried to fight the Tyranids!
However, the next moment, the chapter leader was stunned.
Because the scenery in front of you is lush and green, with streams flowing, like you are in a natural jungle.
? ? ?
In an instant, San Tong and others fell into confusion.
What about the Tyranid aliens and the desert wilderness, isn’t that right?
All this is beyond the experience and imagination of the warriors of the Son of Man.
They could never have imagined that Baal had undergone earth-shaking changes during the few months they struggled to survive in the cave.
"I'm afraid this is Chaos' conspiracy..."
San Tong suddenly said.
Only subspace can create this kind of vision, otherwise it will be impossible to prove how everything happened before us.
This is just like all conspiracies are created by Tzeentch. Human beings always attribute unexplainable signs in the galaxy to the influence of subspace.
After all, only subspace can cause such a big change in reality.
They may have been teleported to other areas, or traveled through time, or they may be in an illusory realm created by Chaos.
But the confusion and shock of the Son of Man soon turned into surprise.
The roar of the previous explosion disturbed the wildlife in the forest. A large blue pheasant fluttered out from the bushes and tried to escape.
Sangun quickly caught the pheasant with his quick eyes and hands, and was extremely excited: "Brothers, we have something to eat!"
The rest of the Son of Man warriors cheered.
They have been hungry for a long time, no matter where they are, as long as there is abundant food.
That’s the place!
When Santong was happy, he suddenly froze because he noticed more eyes on him.
The chapter leader turned his head and met the eyes of the approaching savior, chapter leaders, and the imperial army.
The people on the Savior’s side were all covered in shiny armor, decorated with exquisite scriptures and sacred skulls, as if they were attending a banquet.
The Son of Man warriors were in tatters, as if they had fled.
And he, the chapter leader, was sneaking around holding a pheasant, looking like a chicken thief.
Click.
The pheasants held in three buckets fell to the ground and ran into the forest with a clatter.
Under the gaze of everyone, he wanted to go back into the hole and stay there...
Fortunately, the chapter leader was thick-skinned enough, so he didn't dare to show his face to others on the spot.
All this made both parties embarrassed and shocked.
Who would have thought that while the banquet was in full swing, a group of beggars' Space Marines suddenly emerged from the ground.
"I am Ron Grant, the primarch of hope and savior. Who are you?"
Ron looked at these soldiers whose armor was dirty but looked familiar and asked. road.
"I am San Tong, the chapter leader of the Sons of the People. We followed the instructions of Holy Terra and went to Baal for support, but we didn't expect..."
San Tong looked at the savior and others, and then looked at the lively banquet behind. , the uncontrollable fragrance wafted over from there.
He swallowed hard and asked with difficulty: "Is this Baal?"
Ron looked around and nodded with certainty:
"No. Wrong, this is Baal ”
Santong's eyes widened, as if this answer shocked him even more: "Your Majesty, the war between Baal and the Leviathan Tyranids..."
"It ended a few months ago. "
Ron looked at the Son of Man warrior and replied, he probably knew what was going on.
In the middle of the Tyrannic War, the core area of the Bal defense line once received a request for help. After the Savior Armed Forces received the request for help, they immediately sent people to rescue.
But after arriving at the place, there was no sign of the existence of anyone asking for help, and the source of the signal could not be found.
The Tyranids swarm devoured that area.
To avoid losses.
The elite team responsible for the rescue had to retreat under the protection of the Titan cluster, and lost one Titan as a result.
After the war, the Savior Armed Forces sent people to search again, but no results were found.
In the end, the request for help could only be regarded as some kind of error message.
Now it seems that those who sent out the message for help should be these Son of Man warriors in front of them.
After Santong learned of his unfortunate experience, tears shone in his eyes.
What a tragedy!
They came all the way here, but they couldn’t help or say anything, and they even robbed the entire family of the war group. It was extremely miserable.
"Brothers, why don't you come over and have something to eat first."
Ron heard the sound of these warriors' bellies drumming and entertained these Son of Man warriors warmly.
After all, people are here to support me, so I can’t make my brother suffer.
"Lord Savior!"
Three barrels of soldiers, who were almost exhausted from hunger, burst into tears when they heard that they could eat.
Afterwards, they were invited to the banquet, where they devoured everything until they burst into tears.
"Savior, we, the sons of the people, are in such misery!"
The three buckets poured a glass of red wine, stuffed half a piece of Ovega tender steak, and spoke out of breath.
Ron gently handed over another bottle of red wine and comforted: "Don't worry, you guys have a good rest first, and we'll talk to you later if you need anything."
He looked at the vat and asked this person Foodies are treated to three buckets.
There should be many common topics between them.
As expected, Da Tong soon started chatting happily with San Tong and exchanged their experiences with each other about food.
They were surprised to find that the two war groups were so similar, even their interests and hobbies were similar, that is, the Sons of Mankind were more honest and honest than the Sons of the People.
Da Tong and San Tong have just met each other so late that they feel vaguely like half-brothers.
After they drank some wine, they became friends on the spot and formed a brotherhood with each other.
Later, Big Barrel and Three Barrels found the Savior and asked this being to allow the Sons of the People Chapter to join the territory.
This is what Santong hopes for. On the one hand, they really get along with the Sons of Man Chapter, and on the other hand, the Sons of the People are really poor.
He needs some resources to re-operate the war group, and there are more treasures waiting for the Son of Man to explore.
"Your Majesty the God-Emperor, we are short of talents like you!"
Ron held Sangong's hand tightly, looking like he was eager to meet a good general and be eager for him.
"Lord Savior, your praise makes me ashamed..."
The words of the Primarch of Hope moved Santub even more. He has always been rejected by the empire, and even his previous parent group did not like him. He did not expect that the Primarch of Hope would value him so much.
The Chapter Master offered his loyalty.
Ron does mean it.
Now that the territory is developing rapidly, we have to deal with many areas, especially some gray areas, which require bold people like Santong who dare to sneak around and deceive people to deal with them.
In the future, I might have to trade with the Eye of Terror or the Chaos piece. At this point, three barrels are enough to clear the door.
The savior's territory is relatively tolerant, and there are plenty of opportunities for him to display his talents...
——
One month later.
Baal's Holy Tower Area.
The tower has been assembled and put into operation, and the sacred light shines on this area. These rays, which are darker than the sun, make the buildings within the coverage area appear more sacred.
This bright pearl can be seen even from outside the atmosphere.
Many devout believers go to the temple of the tower to worship, and the imperial guards do nothing. They sit under the tower to bask in the sun every day, saying that they want to guard this sanctity.
Sanctuary of the Redeemer.
Ron was sitting in the office reviewing documents.
Now that the reconstruction project has come to an end, Baal, which was once dry, radioactive, and filled with poisonous gas, has taken on a new look, turning into a green planet with good ecology.
Many sanctuaries and squares were also built.
No one from the empire can believe that this is Baal.
Preparations for the victory celebration have also reached the final stage.
The high-ranking nobles, planetary governors, Astra Militarum, naval generals, rogue traders, etc. who were invited also arrived one after another.
This is both a celebration and an opportunity to discuss cooperation projects.
Ron was looking at some important invitation lists. It didn't matter who came, the key was who didn't come.
In addition to Holy Terra, the empire also has many large-scale regional separatist forces, which are complex and complicated, and not everyone buys the account of the Primarch of Hope.
After all, to many human forces, the original body is already an ancient legend from tens to hundreds of generations ago.
The Prince Regent has only returned for more than 20 years, and his influence has not fully radiated to all places.
Ron glanced briefly and saw that there was no sign of the arrival of the White Temple, but it was the high-ranking nobles in another large area that caught his attention.
The noble expressed his apology to the savior. He claimed that a plague suddenly appeared in the territory and there was no way to come.
"Plague?"
Looking at this word, Ron had a vague feeling of bad premonition, and then ordered the relevant departments to pay attention to it.
Just as he gave the order, he received a new message.
Another ship arrived at Bar...
(End of this chapter)