paranoianovel Chapter 420 Attack Route
Chapter 420 Attack Route
The next actions of the Red Torrent seemed to reflect the "prophecy" of the original body. Their route of action was not based on conquering cities and territories, but took a deviated path and carved a long and narrow road. They seemed to have completely abandoned supplies and headed straight for Terra.
Typical pirate style, grab wherever you hit.
The first battle of the army is on an agricultural planet. How backward is it? There are almost no technologies of the cosmic age, including communication methods and planetary void shields that can penetrate this sub-sector.
The savage natives here save a sufficient share of their livestock every year to make special ham and pay the tithe tax every five years.
Five-year-old special ham is a fine product that can be presented at dinner parties for dignitaries after proper cooking. But once it exceeds six years, it becomes too old and dull to swallow.
The tribe that submits the most food each time is the ruler of the planet and enjoys the right to rule given by the empire.
Under normal circumstances, this is of no use. If other tribes refuse to accept it, do you still expect the Empire to send the Astra Militarum to beat you up?
In the final analysis, the fists speak for themselves.
When the Red Flood ship arrived, a fierce tribal battle was going on below.
The reason for the fight seems to be very simple. Should fruit be added to Harrocks pie?
No matter what, it's just a reason anyway.
The information here is so limited that not only do they not know what an Astartes is, they don't even know a bolter. When the Primaris warriors walked out of the airdrop compartment, the people who were fighting actually whispered and laughed at the group of people carrying weapons. The steel giant with short guns.
It's so big, but it's still moving slowly. Isn't it a target for cannons? The armor is not as thick as a tank, the cannon is not as big as a tank, and it cannot move as fast as a tank. What do you want?
After a few minutes, they found that all their methods could not cause harm to an Emperor's Angel, and they finally realized the seriousness of the matter.
The meeting between the commanding ranks was slow and fast. The Imperial gunships helped them avoid the problem of slow communication speed, allowing the leaders of both sides to be jammed face to face within an hour.
Five large tribal leaders on this planet were also physically brought here.
A bumper harvest... The chaotic situation of the five dogs running wild was forcibly interrupted.
The Primaris warrior squinted at the people around him, cleared his throat, and slapped the bolter on the table. He first introduced what the Astartes were, letting these guys know that they were in front of them and could not reach a higher level in their lives. existence.
Then the most important thing is, "We will collect your taxes for ten years at a time."
"But sir, that will result in a large number of small livestock that have not grown to the standards for slaughter. Our sustainable development ecological strategy will be seriously damaged, and many people will starve to death in the future..."
Astartes looked at the unshaven leader. The battlefield below you has been scorched to pieces. How dare you talk to me about ecologically sustainable development?
That leader is not afraid of tigers. Although you knocked down all my guards in three minutes and tied me here, I still refuse to accept it.
"Starving to death? Give me some data, and I'll take away the excess population too, right?"
Wearing the anti-psionic armor, it is a soul-destroying suppression for mortals. Taking off the armor, it is a suppression for stronger psychic creatures.
Everyone was muttering to themselves that a big gangster came to the house today, robbing people and food.
Astarte's words changed, "I can't take what you have in vain. In this way, you won't have to pay tithe tax for the next forty years. We will give you a note and then tell the Ministry of Interior. In addition, you can say what you want." of."
The soldier silently thought, this is a slave society, and according to our standards, these slave owners are all going to die now.
But there is no time to really start to recover. Seeing one world recover another, how can we have the time? It would be best to let the empire clean itself out.
For a world that has been plundered by the rebels, as long as there are no traces of Chaos here, and it is not a battle group such as the Executioners, Silver Skulls, and Flesh Tearers, it is usually a general cleansing.
Just like the people in the lower nest are not counted as humans, generally speaking, only some of the people in the upper and middle nests are cleared. Who will work for you after killing them all?
So how to distinguish what needs to be cleaned and what does not?
Of course it depends on the products we provide!
Come on, come on, take your pick of the things you snatched from the First Expeditionary Force. Look at this Chimera armored vehicle that can be found anywhere. It’s completely indestructible with kinetic energy bullets~
Chimeras seem to be everywhere, but that is relative to the battle area. This planet does not even have an organized planetary defense force. Chimeras are completely precious machines at the level of a tribal leader's vehicle.
The tribal leaders looked at each other in confusion. After fighting for so many years, the old guys could tell what the other was thinking just by looking at each other.
With these powerful weapons, is it not a simple matter to suppress rebellions due to lack of food?
My own tribe suffered a little loss, but if every tribe suffered a loss, it would be equivalent to not suffering a loss at all.
But my strength has increased, and the gap in force between me and my slaves who want to destroy my job every day has widened. Isn’t this a profitable business?
With bolt guns pointed at their heads, the leaders quickly reached an agreement. They also wanted to entertain the Astartes, but were politely refused. Afterwards, with the encouragement of supervision and supplies, the livestock were assembled within a few hours, and the transport boats continued to be busy. of several days.
The production of this agricultural world is dedicated to the meat of several hive worlds. The quantity is quite large, enough to support the meat of the hive-like flagship for several years, provided that the meat is not eaten as food.
The red torrent has left, and it seems that nothing has changed. The slaves' life has become more cruel, food rations have been reduced, and some people have been transformed into low-level servitors. The suffering is getting deeper and deeper on their shoulders.
Most people don’t realize that redemption is coming.
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The priests of the state church were preaching as usual. Today, the imperial holy relics display cabinet contains the clothes once worn by the imperial saint Drusus. The pilgrims have been waiting in front of the temple early. Every year, this group of pilgrims waits in front of the temple. Mortals who live as slave labor will have hourly holidays to make pilgrimages.
By the way, they donated the money they had left over after working for a whole year to the priests, and received the emperor's blessing for their various wishes for the next year.
The Bishop of the Pilgrimage World has just woken up from the best silk bed in the entire star region. Today is another ordinary day. He leads believers in chanting scriptures, approves official documents that have been going on for decades, and, by the way, has to organize a pilgrimage procession. A team of Battle Sisters is arriving today, and the pictures from the previous communication look very beautiful.
The bishop stood up under the service of dozens of maids. His movements were almost mechanical, as if he regarded every movement as a kind of pilgrimage ritual.
In fact, most of the servants did the same to the Astartes.
They did not realize at all that the recruits of the 10th Company had been hiding in the low-level residential areas of the Holy Land World, and the gorgeous Gothic church was being closely monitored by the invading forces.
Just as the bishop put on the ornate cannon inlaid with jewels and gold wire, the alarm at Mandeville Point sounded for a few seconds, and then disappeared.
The vigilance priests in the orbit of the planet were alerted and requested a galaxy-wide bird servant inspection. Now it is said that the war on the front line is unfavorable. It is a precarious time. The God Emperor will protect him and nothing will happen.
The first scan of the servitor showed the appearance of up to 400 bright spots. The vigilance priest called the priests of the Mechanicum to appease the machine spirit of the servitor.
A second inspection revealed more than six hundred points of light, and some frigates and small gunboats were also illuminated.
The enemy is approaching, be alert!
The Sisters of Battle were the fastest-reacting troops. They quickly boarded the ship, put on force feedback armor, and checked their weapons.
This is a wealthy pilgrimage world, and all battle sisters have strong feedback armor, and that does not include those that are still under repair.
The bishop falsely reported a large amount of equipment. He believed that the state church must have its own fighting force. The number of nuns was limited by equipment slime. In a state of war, a large number of reserve nuns were also armed and rushed to join the battle.
The reaction of the Holy Land World was very fast, but the Astartes were even faster. Due to the large amount of bureaucratic red tape involved in multi-department communication, when the battle barge of the Gate of Radiance had arrived at the interstellar port of the sixth satellite, the person in charge of the port was still Preparing for a grand choir reception.
It's not that they haven't been attacked in so many years, but they have never seen one on this scale. What's more, they also claim to be the First Expeditionary Force. The keel code of the battleship in front is also completely correct. It was vomited out of Anos's belly. Half the ship repaired.
The ships behind them, called "captives", accelerated suddenly and launched attacks on all the planets, satellites and even space bases in the entire Holy Land world.
This was a successful battle. It could be said that half the legion's troops were inserted into all defense nodes at the same time. The dense number of "meteorites" falling in the sky really made ordinary believers mistakenly think that it was an astronomical disaster.
Of course, believers are the best to fool. Soon, the chaotic elements lurking in the Holy Land world began to preach that this was the day of the apocalypse, and everyone would die. To please the Lord of Humanity with their lives, only the lives of their loved ones could be dedicated to gold. Throne, you can wash away your sins.
These beliefs arose where the Anglican clergy looked down upon them, and were soon stamped out entirely.
The Astartes' purpose was clear, to plunder warehouses, kill bishops, and destroy the rule of the Ecclesiarchy.
Yifeng sat bored on the command seat, his fingers constantly jumping on the console. The actions of each battleship were precisely under his control. As he said at the beginning, "I am good at strategic games."
As soon as the Astartes landed on the ground of the Holy World, the loudspeakers announced the disloyalty of the Bishop, the betrayal of the Chaplain to the Emperor, and the Imperial Truth was recited over and over again, even though we ourselves did not believe it. .
"The Emperor said: Humanity is the most suitable form to rule this galaxy, and all aliens are our enemies..."
"The Emperor said: Knowledge can defeat human beings' fear of the unknown. The universe is rational. We must believe in science..."
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Warriors wearing power armor conquered this place with great power, and now Astartes wearing adamantine armor once again walks on this land.
Most of the believers hurried home to pray to the emperor's icon, while the fanatical believers were organized by state church priests who rushed out from various situations.
"Evil traitors have invaded this sacred land. As the Emperor's people, we must take up arms and resist heroically..." A state priest climbed to the heights of the square, atop a bell tower, and shouted loudly Then, the surrounding believers gathered under the tower.
However, under his sacred priest's robe, the large sleeping pants were hidden and appeared.
This does not affect the pastor's appeal much, because most of the believers below are also in this state.
Where did the weapons come from?
There is no need to say much about the morale of the believers. Most of the factories are suffering just from the weapons issue.
At the moment when the Holy Land World was invaded, the Astartes had not yet captured key areas, and the factories and transportation departments were violently attacked by believers.
Large cranes, transport trucks, and excavators originally used to produce emperor statues and transport various sacred objects...
Basically, all the machines that can be opened were opened, and the tops were filled with believers. At the top were priests holding various ornate scepters or chain swords decorated with gems and skulls.
Low-level whipping machine servants poured out from underground facilities everywhere, wielding nerve whips, and with the blessing of potions, they were tearing apart everything in front of them.
The adamantine warriors were besieged by heavy machinery in the alleyways, interfered by servitors, and precisely sniped by Battle Sisters. Although the casualty rate of the Astartes was so low that any people who survived this war were still frightened. But it still hindered the advancement of the adamantine warriors.
Many high-ranking figures of the state religion have saved their lives by hiding in underground shelters and activating unknown sacred objects. Among them, those who run to the shelter are easily killed by our treasure-hunting troops, and the sacred objects can only be found when our soldiers see them from a distance. Use, especially shield-type generators. If you can't kill it with one slash, you can't survive it with another slash.
The Astral Army that assisted in the defense was an unknown army, at least in Yifeng's impression, he had never heard of it.
They are good at hand-to-hand combat. In addition to conventional weapons, they are also equipped with long knives with two bullets hidden in the hilt, which can surprise their opponents in close combat.
The Leman Russ tank support group of the Astra Militarum Corps was quickly defeated by the super-heavy assault tanks, and the Adamantine Warriors entered complex street fighting.
The pilgrimage world that has been operating for many years has intricate passages. Just the city clusters established on both sides of the roads connecting various hives can make a mortal get lost forever and find no way out.
It will take years or even decades to completely occupy this place, and Yifeng's order is only to launch a fierce attack on key areas!
Yifeng still underestimated the shamelessness of the state church priests. Most of the collective warehouses are old and old goods, and the warehouses are in a serious deficit. After this battle, they can push all the losses to us in one fell swoop, provided they still alive.
The private warehouse was quite abundant. The 10th Company led by Xiaolan did not find a few small treasuries in the early stage. They launched the attack with the mentality that mosquitoes' legs are also meat. As a result, the losses were unexpectedly large and the gains were unexpectedly large.
After the soldiers wearing reconnaissance armor were hit by a round of top-level defense systems, the number of casualties was unacceptable. They quickly called for rapid support from the Beiwei Army. When they blew up the warehouse, they discovered that there was another cave.
There must be a secret door in the warehouse, and the secret doors are real and fake, one on top of the other.
Some taboo incriminating evidence was also found in the deepest parts.
That is the real evidence that a certain priest has rebelled. Although these rebels are less than one in ten thousand, they can be very effective in destroying the morale of the entire world.
Yifeng has no doubts about the appearance of powerful chaos objects here. The state religion is an independent institution. If you want them to discover an incredibly powerful chaos artifact, they will definitely not give it to the Inquisition. They may even organize their own believers to bless it.
The Wolf Warrior received orders to destroy the energy supply furnace located deep in the city.
The Planetary Void Shield was prioritized after it, as the Astartes had already landed on the world before it was fully powered.
The wolves of the Wolf Soldiers were attacked by a mixture of strong smells.
There has been an incident in the Pilgrimage World where the church was completely closed when using incense candles, causing the substances in the incense candles to be emitted, and the concentration was too high, leading to mass coma and death. Therefore, the priests learned that this type of incense candles produced in a processing world had gas weapons. Traits.
When a battle sister spotted a giant wolf following the adamantine warrior, she risked her life to deliver the news to her sisters.
This round of attacks severely damaged the sense of smell of most Atris wolves and fake Fenris wolves, and they were rolling on the ground with their front paws covering their noses.
The wolf soldiers fired angrily at the source of the smell. These inert and highly toxic gases can suppress the flames and greatly shorten the range of the flamethrower.
The bomb penetrated the thin curtain, and the servant who placed the incense candle was shot to death. At this time, the nuns launched an attack from another direction.
The nun pulled the trigger of the sacred plasma gun, and she watched helplessly as the ion bullet flew towards the wolf warriors, and the blue electric ball full of explosive energy was grasped by the adamantine hand.
Hot plasma flowed and exploded from between his fingers, melting the red paint to reveal brilliant gold.
The power gauntlet became hot, and the air in contact with it absorbed heat and expanded. From a distance, the space there seemed to be distorted.
The cooling system was running, and the slight burn on Brother Wolf's hand was quickly repaired. He turned his head indifferently, as if looking at a dead person.
The distance between the two sides was getting closer. The closer the nuns got, the more they felt that the enemy in front of them was extremely tall, and they seemed to be charging towards the pure darkness.
"Suffer death, apostles of darkness, hypocritical angels." The head nun of the Order of the Blood Rose roared to encourage her courage. These people are not the emperor's angels at all!
The Emperor is so warm, and His power makes people feel sincerely happy and satisfied, and you! It can only bring bad luck to people.
The pain that anti-psychic energy brings to mortals also affects the nuns. The nuns of the Lord Angel team rushed the fastest. They were the most irritable girls. They just wanted to make this group of heretics completely disappear from the world.
He was also the first soldier to die.
Only the nuns of the Wind Angel team stopped briefly. This group of nuns is a team of mad women who have a deep connection with the Emperor and appear to be mentally disturbed.
The Sisters of Battle seemed to have misjudged their contact with the Emperor. Some of them were truly mad. They walked up to us with graceful steps, fell to their knees, held up their war blades with both hands, and then... blew themselves up. .
Some briefly recovered their sanity. The Emperor's will was not something that mortals could bear. The excessive injection of psychic energy destroyed their sanity. Now that they had regained consciousness, their consciousness was briefly restored.
Several nuns of the Wind Angel knelt on the ground, with tears in their eyes, saying nothing, and then they drew their swords and killed themselves.
The Mother Sister attributed all these abnormal situations to the corruption of the Dark Apostle. She took the lead and rushed towards the wolf warriors. Because there was no black carapace, a force feedback armor that required exquisite skills to control and an adamantium armor that required sufficient strength to move. This led to a scene where Rogier drank a lot of Colan's wine at the mention of it.
Call it the Emperor's blessing, she rushed in front of a wolf brother, and then fell to the ground after receiving a direct-fire missile in the face.
The wolf soldier felt insulted, and his previous hesitation completely disappeared, and his attack on the battle sister was fierce and crazy.
Kuroseil shouted in the communication channel: "Seize these force feedback armors and give some benefits to the political commissars of the infantry regiment!"
Rogier's voice interrupted him savagely: "Don't think too much, kill them, for Ruth!"
The old wolf rushed to the front, and the fine gold armor pressed against the opponent's face like a mountain. It didn't feel cumbersome at all, but instead an unstoppable momentum rose.
He ignored all interceptions and reached the location of the recruits' scouting mark in one go.
A priest of the State Church stood at the door of the warehouse, with no fear in his eyes. He cursed Rogier for his rebellious behavior. He raised his chain sword and jumped up high. Then he struck the old wolf and slapped him into a meat pie.
The Wolf Soldiers successfully captured this place, but evacuation became a problem. It was too deep here, and the complex urban agglomeration made it impossible for transportation troops to enter, because every street entrance was filled with organized mortals.
They used heavy trucks to block the intersection, and everyone obtained the most basic weapons. Under the leadership of priests, they prepared to use excavators and road rollers to fight against the slow-moving super soldiers.
The Astartes felt their scalp tingle as they looked down, as if they were trying to invade Atris.
(Relf: So how long do we have to build the fortress?)
The Transport Captain isn't the Iron Warriors, he's the Imperial Fists.
A scion of the Imperial Fists who is good at attacking.
Don't ask, our supply transport troops have always advocated destroying enemy strongholds first to reduce frontline troops' ammunition consumption.
He raised the Zhengyang particle cannon by himself and fired an overload shot at the believers gathered below.
The power of this blow was so great that it killed dozens of people instantly. More than a hundred people were severely impacted by particles, and their lives entered a countdown.
They were not wrong. Humanity chose to believe in the Emperor as the path to continue to survive in the galaxy.
"Confused people will go to the nearest life-saving straw, and the same is true for the Empire. Any human being will become short-sighted when facing such a situation."
————Horus Luperkar