Chapter 59 Seeds

SATA No. 1, in low-Earth orbit, the Grey Knight strike cruiser Redeemer of the Dead is quietly parked at a preset altitude to keep in sync with the target.

The auspex of the spacecraft is operating at full power. The crew behind it, under the leadership of Captain Tibers and Mechanical Bishop Klein, are trying to find a suitable landing site for the Grey Knights who are about to be teleported.

Unlike the strike cruisers that Astartes usually take, the psychic amplification devices throughout the ship are now working in the dual role of the engine and the psychic choir to provide psychic amplification and energy for the transmission matrix under the bridge that is preparing to carry out precision strikes.

The weapon arrays on the flanks of the spacecraft are also not idle at this time. The gunners are urging their crew members, who are staring at the instruments at hand and repeatedly confirming the status of the macro cannon they are responsible for.

Having been authorized in advance by the direction of the bridge, they will not hesitate to bring a devastating blow to any enemy who may appear during the transmission.

The entire Soul Redeemer strike cruiser was like a hedgehog at this moment. Before completing the teleportation of the Grey Knights, it was nervously observing the surroundings and guarding against any possible unexpected situations.

Under the bridge, on three psychic teleportation matrices, a temporary combat strike group consisting of four Grey Knights squads was ready to go.

Calvin and his direct tactical squad stood on the central and largest teleportation matrix. The tactical dreadnought power armor they wore was the most suitable choice for performing tasks in a closed space like the hive.

It was also the heavy unit that the Astartes most often deployed when facing a high-intensity battlefield - the tactical dreadnought power armor (Sacred Shield type). This power armor, which is different from the ordinary Mark series models, is extremely expensive, and their powerful armor and corresponding fierce firepower are indeed worthy of the Empire's investment in them.

The initial demand for tactical dreadnought power armor originated from the Astartes' demand for high-intensity frontal defensive firepower on the battlefield, or the battlefield demand when there was no flank to break through in a closed space.

In order to meet the need of combining defense and firepower, a large amount of materials and technical equipment were invested in it regardless of cost. For example, on its adamantium frame, there are layers of heavy ceramic steel armor;

For example, under its shoulder armor, there are additional target analysis matrices, biological scanners, motion trackers and other high-tech battlefield auxiliary instruments.

And some special models of Terminator power armor, such as the Iron Knight type and the Holy Shield type of the Grey Knights, have added small force field shields and psychic shields on the basis of the already strong defense.

There are many differences from ordinary power armor in such details, which will not be discussed here.

Just to say the most important point, it is said that after the battle between the Emperor and Horus, the Emperor melted his sacred "True One" armor and added its fragments to the exclusive emblem on the left shoulder of each Terminator power armor on the Empire side. In this way, they can bless their purity and show their holiness and loyalty.

In short, in the 39th millennium of the Empire, most of the Forge Worlds have lost the technology to manufacture this kind of battlefield heavy sword, which makes each Terminator Power Armor hard-won and precious.

This also makes the Empire's Astartes Chapters try to recover every Terminator Power Armor lost or captured on the battlefield as much as possible during the battle.

After all, every new or successfully recovered Terminator will be the core property and precious relic of the Chapter.

Even some of the founding mother groups known for their wealth, such as an unknown Ultramarines Chapter, are reluctant to directly scrap the damaged Terminator Power Armor, but choose to gradually repair it over a long period of several centuries.

The rarity of the Terminator can be seen from this. And such Terminators, at this moment, appeared on the transmission matrix at once as many as 12.

At this time, above the heads of the Grey Knights in the teleportation room, there were notices about the progress of the surface teleportation, which were being broadcast over and over again:

"The regional etheric strength is abnormal, the auspicious instrument failed to lock, and we are trying to interfere. The Psychic Chanting Class is intervening..."

"The regional etheric strength has increased abnormally, and the Psychic Chanting Class has failed to interfere..."

"The regional etheric strength has increased significantly. It is suspected that a Chaos ritual is in progress. The Psychic Chanting Class has failed to interfere! It is recommended to give up the teleportation and take intervention measures!"…………

Unfavorable news about the teleportation appeared one after another, but the Grey Knights did not waver at all.

In other words, if there is a time when the mission is lost smoothly throughout the whole process, these warriors who have been fighting on the front line of the Chaos battlefield for many years will become suspicious.

Just as Calvin was thinking whether to wait any longer, the communicator inside the helmet informed him that the communication from the bridge was being connected:

"Calvin, this is Tiberus. The shipboard auspex cannot confirm the precise transmission target for you. The Psychic Chanting Class tried to suppress the etheric field to open a passage for the auspex, but failed.

There is a high probability that a large-scale Chaos ritual is going on on the surface. The Psychic Chanting Class is trying to calm the subspace waves to buy time for you. But how to land, you must figure it out yourself."

Calvin did not hesitate to receive the message: "Received, we will figure it out ourselves. The Emperor is above, their conspiracy cannot prevent the coming of judgment."

After ending the call, Calvin raised his hand to signal the interceptor teams on both sides, and then used the loudspeaker to transmit his voice to:

"Abandon the teleportation plan, let's airborne! We will meet on the deck of the airdrop cabin within 5 minutes. The choir is buying time for us!"

The team leaders on both sides, the arbiters, simultaneously raised their hands to indicate receipt, and then led their team members toward the airdrop deck from different exits.

There was no way, it wasn't that they didn't want to go together, but the initial design of the interior of the ship, in order to meet the needs of mortals and Astartes at the same time, and also for defense reasons, except for the cargo channels for weapons and ammunition transportation, there were standard The size of the passage is just slightly larger than the minimum passing size of the Terminator.

It's not that it can't be larger, but if the size of the channel is expanded, then from a defense perspective, it will be difficult to achieve a nodal fire blockade inside the ship.

Imagine that if the size of this conventional passage is too wide, then when encountering hostile forces such as Chaos Space Marines jumping gangs, it will become the golden corridor of the opponent's priority for heavy armored charges.

Calvin also led his team members and chose a path towards their destination.

Eleven huge figures of Terminators lined up silently behind Calvin, walking through the iron-gray corridor with unified steps. Under the flickering lights overhead, the armor and weapons on their bodies surprisingly embody a violent beauty.

"Bang...bang...bang...bang..."

In daily life, the footsteps of one Terminator are enough to make you feel its heaviness from a distance of a hundred meters. And when twelve Terminators are walking towards you with the same frequency, you may feel it for the first time. There was no time to be afraid, but instead, I was instinctively worried about whether the deck under my feet could withstand this level of resonance without collapsing.

The dedicated waiting deck responsible for releasing the airdrop pod is not far away, and Calvin and his comrades arrived here quickly. The other two teams of Gray Knights were already waiting for orders at the entrance of their respective tactical squad airdrop warehouses.

When the Terminators were divided into two rows and stood at the door of the two specially modified fearless empty cabins, everyone looked at Calvin. He nodded, stepped into the cabin door first, and stood at the end. Stand on the side near the main door and wait for the upper fixed bracket to close.

After all four short positions were in place and closed, confirmation messages from the team leaders came through Calvin's command communication channel. He glanced at Gavins, who was holding the flag for him, and then looked around to confirm the status of his other comrades before sending a confirmation signal to the command podium where he had been waiting:

"Start delivery."

Following Calvin's instructions, the lower delivery hatch of the Revenant Redeemer, which had been silent for a long time in orbit, was quickly opened, and four seeds containing destruction and redemption were quietly dropped.

The Gray Knights in the cabin began the necessary pre-battle prayer before every battle in their respective communication channels:

We are the emperor’s right hand,

Wear faith as armor,

With piety as a shield,

I am the sharp knife in his hand,

I am the holy armor on his arm!

I am the calamity of the devil!

I am... your downfall!

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Also known as "The Things About the Wife-Protecting Maniac", "I'm Really Not Ultraman Dark", "Lin Feng Has a Date with the Kingdom of Light"

At the beginning, she muddleheadedly married Jia Jianhui, but in the end, she discovered that this special girl actually belongs to Tiga's world?

Since then, there has been a wife-protecting madman in the Ultra world.

Tear apart the cosmonauts with your hands! Either saving the world, or on the way to saving the world.

The Ultra Warrior of M78 Nebula looked at this demon-like warrior with a dark aura all over his body, hesitating.

Lin Feng: "Don't look at me like that! You may not believe it! I just want my wife to get off work on time every day!"

The above are the original words of the boss. Interested readers can go and take a look. I am very grateful. Thank you!