Chapter 101 Eleven Kill Order/Astartes Company
Chapter 101 Eleven Slashes to Kill the Astartes Company
The Moon's Hive is very hot. The heat is not provided by the Electricity Guild, nor by the geothermal heat in the hive, nor by the light of the stars, but by the temperature and heat provided by the beating blood of tens of thousands of people gathered in the Hive Square near their homes.
On the high platform of the square, east of the Emperor's statue, members of the Redemption Sect, holding scriptures in their legs and single-soldier automatic rifles, wearing leather masks, rely on their bright red robes to read the scriptures and everyone in the square, preaching the sins of that world in front of the Emperor's statue.
When people were pulled out of the factory by the Ministry of Justice and PDF, walking on the street in a daze, men and women of the empire gathered here, and the iron bars and electric batons of the Ministry of Justice, the majesty of the felling guns, were all here.
The faces of the residents of the hive city were dull. They knew that the appearance of the notorious Redemptionists represented death, flames, despair, and tragedy, but their lives made them unable to accommodate other emotions. Even if they faced death, their faces were fixed like the molds of gingerbread men.
The red-robed believers shouted at the top of the square. "In the light of the Emperor, rebellion and murder occurred on the top. Someone attacked their great Imperial Guard officers with weapons. The planetary governor Wei'jian Ai was attacked and killed. He bravely protected the officers of the Empire. In comparison, the attackers were stupid and mean."
"God Emperor, the sins committed by those traitors are unforgivable, but they sneak into the crowd, and they can, draw eleven kills to express your anger, flames, flames!"
Alan Baier frowned as he watched the speech of the Redemptionists from a high place near the square. Does that guy believe in the Emperor or the God of Fire? He did agree to that crazy plan.
Listening to the crackling sounds and screams coming from the spire, Alan Baier pulled the window before the smoke with the smell of human body filled the air.
The decree that best fits the current situation can reduce the population, threaten the gangs, oppress the nobles, and may allow the Corpse Guild to reduce the food needed for the operation of the hive, but it is undoubtedly cruel to kill billions of people in just one day, which is enough to cleanse a main nest.
"Alas~" Alan Baier sighed. He felt guilty. As an ordinary person, he felt guilty. He had never touched the management of human mistakes before, at least before tomorrow.
In contrast, Ryan could drink Amsette in that room at school and plan the famous strategic map as if nothing had happened. As an officer of the Imperial Guard, he showed the ruthlessness of the planetary governor at this moment, and as a noble of that world, he did have the responsibility to touch on things in that aspect.
A large amount of materials, commercial and noble goods produced by the Paltoria Hive City are operated by the Imperial Guard of that world. It is better to say that the Imperial Guard is not a soldier, but a businessman. Therefore, the Imperial Guard has left footprints all over the galaxy.
Of course, their combat effectiveness is not bad. Those who can travel all over the dark galaxy are not weak, but their siege ability is very poor. In comparison, boarding and adventure are their main duties. They are characterized by wearing red and red military uniforms from the ancient Terra Empire era, which looks a bit... strange.
The clothing worn by the Paltoria Guard usually includes a crimson tunic with shoulder straps, a pair of dark blue pants with crimson stripes on the outside, and a helmet on the head.
The Imperial Guard Corps recruited in Paltoria is famous for their iron discipline and courage. Even in the face of the most difficult dangers, they never retreat.
The rulers of the planet believed that cruel training and harsh punishments could make the residents of the hive city obedient.
No matter what outsiders think of the planet's training method, they see that it is indeed effective, and the soldiers produced in this way can maintain the same level of combat effectiveness whether in defense or attack.
Because of this, the school is so ruthless to the rebellion. Although the business behavior in the service makes him very familiar with the ways of the world and how to deal with ordinary people, the vigorous and cruel training will not fade. The gangsters really kicked the hard bone that time, which broke his teeth.
And the sharp soldier, businessman or noble, in short, the school at the top of the hundreds of millions of people in the hive city raised his head and asked elegantly. "What do you think? Do I think violence and killing are bad?" He was testing his partners. In short, if you want to overcome such difficulties, you must have a basic mutual recognition. If not, he would rather face the orcs alone.
Alan Baier shook his head. "No, no, no, I did very well, very well. Such actions can reduce the current consumption and expenses of the hive city, and the gangs cannot grow out of it. Such actions cannot kill gang members, but they can make them the target of public criticism."
"Everyone knows the situation caused by their actions. The gangs will definitely encounter obstacles in the hive city. They gather and excrete, and scatter everywhere. Although the residents of the hive city have no power to resist them, fear will increase those barriers and disgust."
"The work of PDF and the Ministry of Justice will definitely be like a duck in water, and such actions will also use fear to strengthen the hive city residents in the short term. The fear of death will make them strong enough to face the attacks of the green skins."
"He understands my choice very well. Although he doesn't like it, as an Imperial Guard, he must accept it."
Zaixiao nodded. "Compared to that, they discussed the greenskins' defense plan. The maintenance of the hive's close defense guns and anti-ship light spears has begun. During that period, the greenskins' warships passed the periphery of that world three times, but were defeated by the patrol ships of the Imperial Navy."
"The greenskins can calculate the intercepted positions several times according to the basic movement, and then draw lines between them..." Zaixiao drew arcs on the star map, three points, three dimensions, and almost drew the specific location of that world with his beautiful military qualities.
Then Ailanbaier retorted. "The greenskins will not do that. They will show off waaaagh, and then ask their technical masters to quickly find something to find the shrimp world."
"Get a few more broken spaceships that look like they will fall apart at any time to bombard your void shield."
Zaixiao was about to refute. He had fought with the greenskins. Although those things looked rough, they were definitely not stupid. They were very smart and could make and respond to most of the tactics of the Imperial Guard.
But the door of the room suddenly opened, and the person came to report. "Former Major Lucas has returned."
"Second Lieutenant of the 4th Regiment of Skadi has returned!"
Alan Baier covered his ears. "Keep your voice down, his nerves were damaged by my guy." He pointed at the second lieutenant and asked him to go east. At this moment, the doctor, that is, Major Lucas, answered.
"Lian, that young man is right. The so-called tactics of the orcs are not just luck or intuition. Orcs are born like this. Their desire for battle and tactics are buried in their bones. They don't need to draw pictures, but..."
"One look is enough..."
Lian was speechless. He had been wronged by Titanium all his life, and the battle with the orcs was not superficial. It seems that he should not focus too much on his business...
And Alan Baier's guess was very accurate. The fact that the major answered was also true. At this moment, in the ruins of the space wreck, two orcs were gradually gathering because of the emergence of the third force of the empire. Of course, in addition to the fact that they wanted to beat up the shrimp, the appearance of two powerful orc bosses was also inevitable...
The dark green waaagh dyed the subspace in chaos, and the words of the astropath became more difficult to spread. The evil smile of the gods, but the loyalists of the empire did not leave too far.
In fact, before the Waaagh could pollute the subspace, the Star Language of the Bordello had already left that galaxy. In the wilderness world of the Damocles Gulf, that place occupied by aliens, there is a landmark called the Peak of Terror, which is as high as the Himalayas of ancient Terra.
The suffocating thin air and altitude sickness are enough to kill mortals, not to mention the cold and the haze of aliens. Huge crow-like monsters hover in the sky, waiting for all creatures to move.
There are still people climbing in such an extreme place. If they can be regarded as human beings, can we really say that they are probably... angels?
The bright red breastplate is marked with bright red wings, and the red shoulder armor tells of their loyalty. The jump backpacks that spray blue flames behind the silent warriors are pulling them to the top of that world at a very fast speed.
The falcon perched high above swept in, its black feathers like sharp teeth, its claws as big as a mortal, even an Astartes monk would look small, similar to the ancient Terran crow, it became terrifying and ferocious, ordinary people looked at it as if they had come to the microscopic world.
The sound of electricity from the communicator echoed. "Don't shoot, it's just a beast, it will meet its death." The shut-up Space Marine adjusted his armor, his helmet was red, very unique, and then the monster attacked, he raised the chainsaw sword and flew hundreds of meters with the power of the power backpack, the falcon instantly found the prey's counterattack, and the two objects collided.
There was no sharp sound, just the buzzing roar of the chainsaw sword, the giant eagle's head was broken, blood moistened the armor, and in the spray of blue flames, the Space Marine with a red helmet slowly landed on the snow-red hillside cliff.
"Hurry up, keep moving, praise death, and give those aliens what they deserve."
Dozens of warriors continued to move forward, and soon reached the peak. The bloody blades and bombs took away the lives of the greenskins entrenched in the human buildings there, and the most terrifying thing about them was the smell of promethium and the silence brought by death falling from the sky.
When the flying backpack fell into the orc defense, the man in the red helmet shouted. "The Scourge is coming!"
Dozens of fighting brothers shouted. "The Scourge is coming!" The sound was huge. The battle cry of the Astartes was not only the so-called ritual and momentum, but also with the assistance of power armor, their voices could tear the central nervous system of the creatures, and even the greenskins would instantly lose their balance because of the impact.
And it seemed that the world was responding to them. A huge avalanche and countless deaths fell from one side of the mountain. In the horror of the Scourge, the world returned to the embrace of the Empire.
In the void near-earth orbit, several transport planes were put in the east. Mortal servants used promethium flamethrowers to clean the bodies of greenskins and wipe the armor of angels. The rest was only a moment. When the angels returned to the transport ship, they heard new orders.
"The Empire's Kaba base was destroyed by the greenskin battle wreck. Battle brothers, we need to take a battle barge to that area. Because we cannot travel the entire subspace, it is expected to arrive in the area in two weeks."
War Emblem, Commander of the Strike Cruiser, Chapter Master Heerron ordered his brothers. They are all sub-bands of the Ultramarines, heirs of Guilliman, and the blood flowing in the five hundred worlds of Macragge. With imperial honor.
They seek death, answered the red-helmeted warrior. "No, it's ready."
The transport ship started, and the flames cut a gorgeous tail flame in the air and disappeared into the atmosphere, leaving only victory, honor, and death.
(The Eagles of Destruction are a sub-chapter of the Second Founding of the Ultramarines. Their base is located in Gathis II. The chapter is famous for its piety, ruthlessness and indifference.)
After the battle barge was activated, 30 Astartes elite warriors from the sixth company, the heroes best at gang-hopping and narrow battleship combat, entered the subspace amid countless expectations.
But for that group of warriors, it would be a short part of their long fighting life. They would not stop and would continue to fight until the empire would no longer be invaded by heretics and aliens. The blood of the original body Liudong.
However, the subspace communications they sent were not received by the Imperial Guard. After the brutal killing, the corpses of countless hive people were transported to the factory to be turned into food to supply their families.
In space, in the space hulk, a huge orc boss is playing with his pet. He is either an animal trainer or the most powerful boss of the Snakebite clan. Everyone calls him Warnke, but not him. I like my other name even more, Behemoth.
He enjoys the affection of his pet Scrooge in a room he built out of trash and debris, and is watching his boys launch their spaceship.
"How are you preparing for my waaagh?"
"Do you idiot Gao Fu know that we have found a huge world of shrimps?"
He asked questions into the communicator, and a green guy wearing an Imperial Navy captain's hat in the battleship on the other side answered. "No, boss, they definitely don't know whether I am the cub of Blood Axe. I definitely can trust me. I am the best among the orcs in terms of tracking."
He looked at the star map he drew, and it was exactly the same as Ryan's speculation at school... Well, the universe is so huge, everything is possible.
The war chief nodded. "Okay, waaagh please open~Kill them and make the shrimp into my pet food. I want to use new food, new waste, a bigger WAAAGH to beat Gaofu's guy!"
He switches all calls. "Boys, here we are, holding tututs and sharpening machetes, we are here!"
The spaceship took a sharp breath as countless orcs took a deep breath at this moment!
"wag!"
the boss shouted. "Very good, don't call WAAAGH, Blood Ax can hear it next door!"
Countless coughs came from the communicator...
After countless complaints, several orc battleships left the sky hulk, and under the leadership of the Blood Ax orcs, slowly approached the hive world...
Ming had slept, and it felt like his head had been hit with an assault hammer by an Imperial Navy trooper...