Chapter 1648 Joint Meeting (Part 1)
Woster Bull strode determinedly along the colonnade, the sound of his boots echoing from the vaulted ceiling.
This Astra Militarum Major General is tall and burly with slender limbs, strong body, and energetic look. His neatly trimmed beard and mustache are both black and waxed. They are freshly trimmed. Cunfa's hair is also the same color, and those medals look particularly proud against the light.
There was a reason why he was still wearing his Astra Militarum field uniform and hadn't even taken the time to wipe the sweat from his brow or wipe the dust from his boots.
Having just assembled and reviewed the troops, he was immediately notified to attend a meeting. The convener of the meeting was the supreme lord commander.
Also invited were the main hive rulers and nobles of the entire Sagan system, the heads of imperial institutions, and the commanders of the Naval Astra Militarum. It was foreseeable that this would be an important meeting, and he must not be late.
“What time is it now?”
The walking major general did not forget to ask the staff around him.
The staff officer glanced at his ornate data pad and whispered:
"Ten minutes."
As they approached a heavy brass door, the guards guarding it suddenly stood at attention, saluted crisply, and slammed the butts of their rifles against the marble floor.
The huge bronze door slowly opened. The major general took a deep breath, adjusted his smile, and showed a battle-hardened confidence, as if he was going to fight.
The chamber into which Worster Bull led his entourage was vast, large enough for a Titan to stand in its center, and though there was gray daylight streaming in from an arched window on one wall, The domed ceiling decorated with frescoes almost disappears in the shadows. This is the meeting hall of Gomez's hive. Many people think that Soshyan chose to hold the meeting here with ulterior motives.
However, Earl Stern Vaughn still seemed to be so gentle and did not show any dissatisfaction with this.
Between somber portraits of robed nobles, electronic candlesticks are set up at intervals, and on the floor of the vast circular space there is a huge statue of an eagle, painted in kitschy It is decorated with gold plating and is framed by a larger circular hollow table.
A large group of men and women gathered around this huge holographic projection table. When Worster Bull entered the door, the sound of conversation echoing in the room gradually disappeared, and everyone's eyes turned to him.
Then those voices continued to sound, and Vorster Bull found his own place, fighting with two other Astra Militarum generals, Mal Lopez and Gastero Kerr. Say hello.
Marr leads the Sagan 2nd Army, stationed at Sagan 5, and Gastrow leads the Sagan 3rd Army, stationed at Sagan 4.
It is said that they are stationed, but in fact they have not been idle these years. After all, the Maelstrom area is not peaceful. They often have to perform tasks to clear out greenskin and pirate strongholds, and at the same time, they have to maintain them. of “buying and selling”.
"Marr, how is your legion doing?"
"Fortunately, the shortage of staff is not serious. I hurriedly recruited some bottom-nesting rats to make up 170,000 people."
Worst Bull smiled slightly and looked at Gastrow K. Here you are, a paunchy Astra Militarum major general who is wiping sweat from his uniform that is too tight.
"Gastro, what about you?"
"It's just a little bit worse, but it's not a big problem, 150,000 people are almost there." After saying that, Gastro spoke up One turn.
"Brother Worster, do you think we are really going to fight Huron this time? I heard that he has hundreds of thousands of space warriors under his command, more than our big soldiers who have trouble fighting scavengers! This won't let us Are you going to die?"
"What are you afraid of? It's not like I want you to go now."
"You can go there later."
"We are not enough red pirates. It's really annoying. Didn't the official document from the Ministry of Military Affairs say that hundreds of millions of elites are coming? Wait, Lord Soshiyang won't rashly start a battle until all the troops are in place. He's not stupid. He has a lot of money. Thousands of Space Marines cannot defeat Huron by themselves."
The pot-bellied general patted his chest lightly.
"I feel relieved when you say that. You don't know that I was really scared to death the day I received the order. My wives also felt like mourning."
At this time, Mar Lopez suddenly lowered his head and whispered softly. Said:
"Even if we don't fight, our business will not be able to continue. Depending on what Mr. Soshiyang means, I am afraid that these control measures will not be lifted until the war is over. I have already There are several ships stranded in the Holy Point Galaxy that cannot get through."
Worst Bull glanced around calmly, and then said softly:
"Life is important now. Let me tell you, the Space Marines are not easy to talk to. They are not like the commissioners or inquisitors sent by Terra. They can use various methods to deal with it. If they catch you, you will die. After all, the Space Marines will not care about you. What is your identity and background? If you say I want to kill your whole family, I will kill your whole family. Do you remember how many nobles Huron killed? In addition, I also found out from other channels that this Soshiyang Chapter Leader is also a ruthless person. He has been a cruel person for many years. I killed almost all the planet's ruling class in an agricultural world before. He is definitely not as easy to talk to as he seems. If you don't want anything to happen, just listen to me. Let the business go first. Stay in the military camp honestly. Don't think about anything. Don't think about anything. It’s not us who really want to get ahead. How many cents does our business cost? Those who really want to do big business are more eager than us.”
"Yes, yes, brother is right, there is no need for us to step forward."
Suddenly, a static horn sounded in the hall.
“Silence!”
The voice of the broadcasting machine resounded through the empty sky.
"Welcome, Chapter Master Soshyan Alexei, Supreme Lord Commander of the Maelstrom Expedition, salute him."
Everyone present turned around and lowered their heads, including officers of the Astra Militarum, representatives of the Adeptus Mechanicus, and various planetary staff, all using their own gestures to show respect.
Soshyan walked through the gate, surrounded by the Terminator Guards and several members of the Chapter's command, and then waved.
"This is war time, don't be so formal, everyone."
He walked all the way to the holographic table, followed by Talos, Maximilian and Usta who were wearing helmets. Germany, the Terminator Guard came to the wall and stood still, like sculptures.
Most of the people attending this meeting had been met by Soshyan at previous banquets, but there were also some new faces, such as Lieutenant General Frost de Minos, the commander of the Gogotan cruise fleet. He has a burly figure, wearing a classical naval uniform, and his spectacular beard is waxed into strange patterns - the Gogotan Cruiser Fleet is one of the empire's main naval forces in the Maelstrom area, responsible for patrolling the Gogotan wilderness. , the area between the Siniax system and the Sagan system, the fleet size includes one Emperor-class battleship, three Lunar-class cruisers, two Dictator-class cruisers, six Dreadnought-class light cruisers, 12 swords Cobra destroyers and 17 Sword-class frigates.
In addition to the Gogotan cruise fleet, the empire also has four fleets in the maelstrom area: the Kliman cruise fleet, the Endymion cruise fleet and the Larsa cruise fleet, which support the empire's naval presence in the maelstrom area. However, The other patrol fleets were far away, and Soshyan couldn't call all their commanders here, so he just sent representatives to convey his intentions.
(End of this chapter)