paranoianovel Chapter 225 Ahem, this is not called taking advantage of a weak point, this is called unity.
Chapter 225 Ahem, this is not called taking advantage of a weak point, this is called unity.
Several warriors from the Iron Hands approached the Red Torrent Chapter, hoping to speak with the Techmarines, and if that made sense (same Mechanicus teachings), then it wouldn't hurt to join the Chapter.
They came to the gate of our temporary camp and stopped, wondering whether to go in or not.
Inside the gate, there is only one technical sergeant in our temporary station. As for why...
Tell me loudly, what is the tradition engraved in the bones of our regiment!
Pick up trash! (loudly)
Fork it out! Must be Alpha's spy!
Answer me, what is the chapter tradition!
Recover the relics of the battle group! (very loud)
Thirty or so Astartes, after being "entrusted" to Matthew Leo, disappeared without a trace. They walked around in groups of twos and threes, pulling a super huge "coffin", which looked like a huge metal box anyway.
Looking around for no one, I started grabbing at the ground, grabbing whatever I had, parts of the Dreadnought, the mechanical arm of the Sentinel, the armor plate of the Chimera, even if it was half a hand blown off, I had to break off the power glove. Come down and throw it into the "big coffin".
Starting to cry when meeting someone is a sign of sincerity, "Brother, I will definitely take you back. Even if you enter Dauntless, I will take you back to the Chapter Monastery."
Those who didn't know thought they were pulling the bodies of their comrades.
If they were given enough time, they would be able to dig out all the Dark Nest Guards without even landing.
Amidst the continuous mourning, we also met another war group that started by picking up garbage - the Sons of Medusa Chapter.
This Iron Hand group is composed of exiles. The specific reason is that a long time ago, a group of Mechanicus believed that the flashing frequency of the Star Torch was the Emperor speaking. Based on this idea, they decoded a bunch of bizarre prophecies. , such as the merger of the Mechanical Church into the national religion and so on. Since it was first proposed on a forging world of Moiraea, it is called the Moley Doctrine.
As everyone knows, Iron Shou and Zi Tuan are good friends with the Mechanicus. There are many people who hold this philosophy, and they have also taken in many Mechanicus personnel.
The higher-ups of the Chapter are very angry and these heretics must either die or be exiled.
Why don't we just come out and form a fighting group by ourselves?
The Exiles are poor. They are famous for their perfect annihilation wars and land-scraping style of cleaning up the battlefield. At the same time, they have also accumulated a lot of wealth.
The two battle groups came together by chance. According to the normal situation, the Sons of Medusa would choose to kill the red torrent and rob everything.
What a dirty move.
But it's different now. As "one of the leaders", Red Torrent has commanded this massive battle, and it's hard to kill him. There are so many eyes here.
Several Sons of Medusa Astartes had friendly interactions with our Chapter, and gifts were exchanged. We received a Hellstorm Gun Robotic Arm from the Dreadnoughts of the Imperial Lances Chapter, and they received a Hellstorm Gun Robot Arm from Chogoris. The Jet Acceleration System Motorcycle of the Eagle Chapter......
The leaders of both sides whispered for a while and delineated the general scope of garbage collection by both sides...
In this high-intensity equipment recovery operation, a large amount of debris was delivered to our technical sergeants.
The technical sergeant was furiously forging iron at the temporary station. If I take the first step to remove the emblems of other chapters on these relics and paint them with our emblems, I don't care if the machine soul wants it or not, I will tell everyone they belong to my family.
The few Astartes outside were a little embarrassed and deliberately made a little noise, hoping to let the people inside come out to see the situation and have a chat.
The technical sergeant was banging the iron inside, grinding the emblems of other companies, and didn't care about the outside at all.
"哐~~哐~~哐~~" There are no mortals stationed outside the temporary station. Everyone is so busy now.
The technical sergeant was a little irritable. It was always unpleasant to be disturbed by others, let alone when they were doing bad things.
A huge curtain was placed on the garbage pile and fixed with a few simple nails. The technical sergeant pressed the button and the metal door slowly opened.
Those Astartes were a little worried. It was impossible to rebuild the Chapter. All their warships had been destroyed, and there were only a few people left in the group. They knew the Empire too well and would definitely let them merge into other Chapters or Enter Deathwatch.
Instead of waiting for them to arrange it, it is better to find it yourself first.
Of all the surviving Astartes Chapters, Red Torrent is a very good choice.
First, other established war groups cannot enter on their own, and they will have no status if they enter. But Red Torrent is different. This is a battle group that has only been established for about 200 years. It is not as long as some of them have served. If they have been fighting for hundreds of years, their status may be very high.
Secondly, in this battle, Crimson Torrent's performance is considered outstanding. At least it is on the stage of command. The empire will definitely spend money to help this "good" group quickly replenish its strength. If you join, you can get a share of the pie. For As far as Iron Hand's descendants are concerned, the quantity and quality of equipment are the reflection of combat effectiveness.
Thirdly, everyone has suffered heavy losses. Our joining can be regarded as a help in times of need. You also have iron-handed heirs, so our joining is not considered random.
The metal door slowly opened. These Astartes were brewing. What should I say? I was stunned after taking a look inside... My mouth was watering.
Although our technical sergeants covered the undisposed garbage pile, the equipment that had just been painted with the emblem of our chapter was still scattered on the ground.
Pile high.
That pile, including Dreadnought parts, various Land Raider wreckage, ancient chain axes, and even precious explosive weapon remnants, were just piled there haphazardly.
"You, you, you, why do you pile up such precious relics here? Aren't you afraid that the machine soul will go crazy!"
These heirs of Ferus shouted that you were wasting your wealth, while their minds were spinning rapidly. Is this group richer than I thought?
To put it bluntly, our technical sergeants really don't like these things.
It doesn’t matter whether he has extensive knowledge or his eyes are above the level. Can these things match one ten thousandth of those of my parent group?
Every technical sergeant is a disciple of Anos. Even if they are far apart, they will make a pilgrimage to Anos to "recognize their ancestors" after completing their studies.
You can imagine how shocked this technical sergeant was when he saw the terrifying secret cult battleship when he returned to his home regiment with the "sacrificed warriors" who Anthony had kept under wraps for many years.
Since then, nothing has been worth watching.
An indifferent temperament from an old and wealthy war group emerged spontaneously.
The few soldiers who came to seek refuge were obviously more numerous, but they were outnumbered in terms of momentum.
"The God of All Machines treats every machine equally." Our technical sergeant replied calmly.
Worse, several people felt that the sergeant in front of them was unfathomable.
They took a deep breath to calm themselves down, they needed to show their worth.
"Brother, we are from the Steel Sting Chapter, and we would like to exchange mechanical doctrines with your group."
The tech sergeant gave them a strange look, then laughed.
"Welcome, please forgive my slightness, the exchange of teachings is usually called out when the old think tank in our war group is 'educating' us."
"Old think tank?"
"Son of Ferrus, psionic and fearless."
These people immediately realized that the doctrine of this chapter was unified, and they did not split into a bunch of clans like the Iron Hands parent group.
Afterwards, the two sides had a frank exchange. They confessed their feelings and hoped to join us. Our war group has followed a good tradition. They can choose any of the piles of objects and give them away if they like them. If they are willing to repair them, they can repair them themselves. Let the technical sergeant do it for you and just wait for a few days. The only thing that stands out is the trench.
The technical sergeants are not afraid of them running away with their money at all. They have no ships...
It didn't take long for the brothers to feel that this chapter was good, and the technical sergeant began to wake Anthony up, and the penny competition was about to begin.
As soon as Anthony woke up, he immediately saw the other chapter members in front of him. The technical sergeant briefly explained their purpose. Anthony greeted them very friendly. The Astartes of the Iron Thorn swore to the emperor that he had never seen them before. So friendly and fearless.
These people still treat Anthony with a little reverence. As the leader of the first line of ground defense, Anthony fought from beginning to end, "escaped" from the attack on the biological mothership, entered the fearless and commanded the fortress defense battle, which can be said to be It is a great achievement in battle.
Anthony's huge body slowly walked out of the door, his figure lonely and desolate, and the rows of soldiers who usually followed him turned into smoke and dispersed.
........
A few days later, a group of Great Astartes followed Antony back.
What Anthony did was very simple. He first found the twenty battle groups that attacked the mothership. Four of them were completely wiped out. Nine ship-based battle groups had only a few people left. The most exaggerated one was that only two people were left. , two ship-based chapters and other units in the galaxy. The four wealthy groups were okay, retaining more combat power with the powerful relics in their hands.
For these nine ship-based battle groups that met the criteria for revoking their designations, Anthony said to them, "Kill them to death. Your own battle group has not been wiped out yet. There is still a company of soldiers outside. I will leave the rest." Help you solve it."
Just kidding, your empire sees that there are only a few members of these war groups left, and wants to cancel the establishment and save a few war group home planets? impossible.
Anthony incorporated all nine war groups in one breath, and asked Yifeng to send people to pretend to be the heirs of these war groups, and receive the war group's home planet promised in the attack treaty.
As for what the war group is called... isn't it just layer skin? There are only a dozen of you left, and my home regiment sent a company of people here. Who do you think your home planet listens to?
There are seeds from all branches of the war group, and with the addition of the Lamenters, you won't be able to find any abnormalities even if you trace the seeds of this company.
The Inquisitor looked at the nine Astartes Chapter with only a few remaining. Are you telling me that you still have one company? Are you kidding me, your company record... I really don't have one.
All the Inquisitors who participated in this battle were killed. They were the most loyal people in the Empire and the toughest ones who refused to give in an inch of ground. As powerful psykers, they faced the Hive Mind crazily and faced the enemy's huge spiritual force. It can cause its head to explode due to pressure, or it can release super large-scale psychic attacks at the cost of its own life.
The new Inquisitor looked at the Astartes in front of him. The records of this Arissas war would eventually turn into a pot of mush.
But well, the empire doesn't care.
From a strategic perspective, these remaining Astartes are precious warriors, and we must help them regain their fighting strength as soon as possible.
If more than 30,000 Astartes die at once, the defense strength of the entire area will drop a lot.
Helping anyone to develop is not help, since it costs so much money anyway.
These "batteries that responded to the call to assemble here and join the desperate assault have proven their loyalty (obedience)", and they helped as long as they helped.
These nine ship-based battle groups surrounded Anthony, and next to them were four wealthy groups. A group of Astartes assaulting the biological mothership were vaguely huddled together.
Everyone united behind Anthony's fearless body. This meeting was an offline meeting, so everyone knew how lively it was.
It was not just Anthony who was present with Fearless, there were also several Chapter Leaders and Think Tank Directors who had died, leaving Fearless to come out to temporarily lead. Some of them had just joined Fearless. These big guys pressed here to provide military affairs. The pressure came on from representatives of the Ministry of Internal Affairs and the Interior.
"This battle..."
"They promised us that they would provide fifty people for a strike cruiser and a hundred people for a Chapter home planet."
"I know that the formality of this treaty has yet to be confirmed."
"Bang!" The huge thermal spray gun hit the conference table. Old Fearless of the Diamond Fist was the first to get angry, smashing a big hole into the only intact large table on the planet.
"Initiated by two Primitive Chapters, the Ultramarines and the Salamanders, with more than sixty Chapters notified, and twenty Astartes Chapters responding, you'd better call it official."
"You are threatening me..."
"Yes." Anthony also smashed the Ion Slayer on the table, responding to the action of the Diamond Fist Dreadnought. The surrounding Dreadnoughts followed suit, and even the Primaris warriors took off their war blades and smashed it on the table.
At times like this, everyone is always very united.
"Then... let's talk about the Chapter's home planet now."
The Ministry of Internal Affairs didn't know how to tell the higher-ups that in order to protect an important world, they would build ten planets.
If not, we have to give them a poor and barbaric world and let them develop on their own.
This is a technical job, a world close to the warp lanes (facilitating the Astartes to quickly launch support) and poor.
The Ministry of the Interior then thought about it, it was a world that was robbed by pirates every day. Anyway, the tax collection ship was not only unable to collect taxes in the past, but it was also difficult to protect itself, so the Astartes were stationed there.
So...
Anthony looked at the plan they gave with a confused look on his face. Counting himself, there are ten chapter home planets... Why don't you stuff them into the Eye of Fear for me?
The home planet of Red Torrent, as written in the plan, is the Maelstrom Star Region... Anthony doesn't need to move, just let William take over.
Others...the Ghoul Sector (a lot of Necrons, skinned ones and strange aliens), the Calixis Sector (enemies everywhere)...
"We need to cultivate ourselves."
"But we need you here, the Empire..."
"I will ask the empire to let you accompany us to, um, every planet you propose, stay for a while, and help us deal with tax issues for, uh, ten years. You know our ship-based battle group I have no experience in managing the planet, let alone other talents, we only know you and only you."
The officials of the Ministry of Interior have one head and two big heads. These planets are also what I mean above. You retort, why are you dragging me down?
After a while of wrangling, Anthony suggested that the choice of home star should be closer to the dark star field in the Obscurity Star field, between the Calixis star field and the dark star field in our small territory.
Then, the subsequent supplies were naturally negotiated with each other, in a more reserved aristocratic tone, and the essence remained unchanged.
Anthony proposed a certain reward. He wanted some black special materials, well, the anti-psionic materials added to the black ship. Yes, our technical sergeant wanted to build an anti-psionic cabin.
Anyway, that’s what I’m saying. If our war group can get less of the other rewards, it’s up to you.
........
At the edge of the galaxy, the Dawn Angels who did not participate in this battle were assisting the Imperial Navy in hunting down the remaining Tyranid biological fleet, while they began to say, "Excuse me, the Empire is victorious, and the Red Torrent is indispensable!"
Angel of Dawn thought about the relationship with Red Torrent, and thoughtfully helped them increase their popularity "a little bit" and added some drama to them.
The Lamenters didn't stay with the Red Torrent for long, and then the large army was taken away by the Empire. It would probably take some time to explain why they arrived on the battlefield with the mysterious legion.
Anthony issued a rally order to regroup the more than 600 soldiers who had dispersed and select a new "chapter leader."
There are too many troops gathered here, and the signals are chaotic. There are only more than 300 battlefields that can receive Anthony's assembly order. Only two hundred people made it back in time.
Counting the 400 stragglers that Anthony fooled around, the actual number was actually more than 500.
Report it... The more people who join us will "sacrifice", the fewer people will be found, and the more soldiers will be "lost contact".
The extra people were transported towards the Tau planet.
Antony shamelessly began to receive the imperial subsistence allowance again.
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The river is surging, the beginning of the river is the beginning of time, and the end of the river is the end of time.
The four fishermen on the river bank each used their own fishing gear. When they were hungry, they picked up their harpoons and pierced the big fish jumping in the river. They either sashimied them raw or ate them in a pot and barbecued them. They were so happy.
Occasionally, someone gets hungry and impatient, casts out a big net, catches dozens of fish, shrimps and crabs, and has a delicious meal.
People around him accused him of fishing in the lake, but he silently sewed and weaved fishing nets. He who mastered it is his teacher.
There is a big fish at the bottom of the river. Seeing the misfortune of the people in the water, I can't bear it. The river is thousands of miles long, how can there be no brave and brave people? Jumping up, I saw the scenery on the water for the first time, I saw four people killing their husbands, I saw the end of the river, I saw nothing at the bottom of the river, my vision was so wide that I couldn't extricate myself.
There will always be times of trouble, so how can you fall into your ambitions?
Turn around and twist your tail, you hide deep in the water. The sky is filled with lightning and thunder, and there are sudden rains and strong winds. It is not suitable to go to the sky.
There is a time in heaven, when the clouds and sunshine rotate, the rain stops and the wind stops, the fisherman is hungry and is about to go out to look for fish. The big fish jumped up, jumped over the dragon gate, and transformed into a real dragon.
The dragon hides at the bottom of the water, protecting all living beings of fish origin from being disturbed.
True Dragon Heart Knot, if all the fish in the river die, I will risk my life and fight with those four fishermen.
The four fishermen put away their fire left and right, and began to battle wits and courage with the real dragon. The little dragon king built his own water house, gathered shrimp soldiers and crab generals, and even caught the fisherman's pliers.
The fishing net was torn apart and the fishing hook was pulled away. The four fishermen were in a bad mood. They saw the real dragon below, but they did not dare to fight for fear of risking their lives.
What's even worse is that there are crocodiles in the river that can climb up the embankment and get bitten accidentally.
The four of them were dissatisfied. They caught very little fish and barely had enough to eat, but they were not worried. Looking at the end of the river, they saw a giant net blocking the river. There were boiling cauldrons beside it, with fish, shrimps and crabs, but in the end they were no more than food in their mouths.
A catfish burrowed into the ground and strayed into the underground river.
In the gurgling dark river, there are hidden fish leaping into the river, creating small water ripples. The four of them looked around, but could not see his body. The small water patterns were hidden in the big waves, so they paid no attention to it.
This fish has a hard head, swallows fish and shrimps, and strengthens its body. When its scales are full and its tail is full, it vows to smash the river bank and change the course of the river, so that the surging river will finally end up in the vast ocean.
So what is the iron-headed fish Yifeng doing at this time?
Our chapter leader is sitting in the back command room of People's Light, looking at the four reports with a confused expression.
ha? Anthony has been missing for so long and went to fight with the Tyranids?
ha? Our regiment has made outstanding contributions and won the Imperial Commendation and the Chapter’s home planet?
ha? Collected ten battle groups and a large number of skirmishers? You want me to send a thousand people to claim ten Chapter Home Stars?
ha? Sign for the one hundred Primaris warriors that arrived, and let me whisper, bah, to promote the concept of the chapter.
Thousands of words turned into one sentence: I beep~~~
Anthony, you can do it. I sent you to the empire to develop. You gave me the base of ten battle groups with home planets.
The Great World has been very busy recently, but it has little to do with Astartes.
The sequelae caused by the last star-wide brawl have not been eliminated. From time to time, a lost ship will suddenly appear from the subspace. Most of the warships were damaged in that war, causing the whole ship to drift with the waves. Being thrown into the real world by a subspace wave.
The strategy we adopted was to scatter beacons everywhere, and then the Esoteric Cult warships would fly directly over. The People's Light flew faster than the Empire's warships.
As soon as they arrived, the shipyard door opened, and more than a dozen Ambition-class cruisers came out.
The People's Light attacked in a burst, overloading the enemy's void shield, and then the large fleet surrounded it and exploded into a keel shape.
It is relatively simple to anoint the adamantine dragon bone with holy oil and bless it. This part is the most difficult part to corrode in subspace, and the degree of corruption is also low.
After it was done, he dragged it directly into Anos' belly and started building a new ship.
It doesn’t matter which force it belongs to, when it comes to my house, it belongs to me.
Does this style of play require Astartes?
Yifeng waved his hand and passed on our military order, and the nine hundred people set sail directly towards Anthony's preset position.