Warhammer 2-66 Staggered (4)

Edward's perspective

We've been climbing for an hour, and it's been an hour since the last communication came, and along the way, we found nothing but the corpses of Tyron, which might mean that the commissars were still safe, but there was also another possibility - they were all on Tartan's plate. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

They chased all the way to the cliff and then into the woods.

As soon as I stepped into the woods, all sorts of strange and indescribable sensations came to my nose. Maybe it's the smell of trees that haven't been touched for a long time, maybe it's the charred stones and broken blackened branches of the trees--------

No, that's a ---------

"It's so quiet." Space Marine spoke up instead of Company Commander Ryan.

It was so quiet-------- there was no sound of fighting, no gunshots, no shouting, no footsteps, not even the crackling of burning and the groans of the dying, only the rustle of the wind through the trees echoed around.

It's so weird, look at the traces of the battle on the ground-------- as if the battle had taken place the day before.

I raised my shield and power sword, and Ryan carefully drew the saw, but didn't press the switch. The other fighters all nervously raised their guns. Everyone involuntarily shut up, and their steps were light.

Dead branches and charred wood creaked beneath their feet, and everyone's nerves tensed. It's so quiet, it's frighteningly quiet. Konstantin ------- experienced so many days of noise, the emperor was on top, and such a strange silence made me unable to adapt, and I couldn't help but think of some bad memories-------- how could the place where Konstantin was supposed to be quiet?

We followed the trail around a stone beam, and then we all stopped.

Tyranns' corpses, many of them, more than a thousand of them were expected—charred, torn, blown up—stacked on top of each other, and in the midst of them stood a dead beast.

"Tyrant Tyranny." The Space Marines said, "It's the highest node of the Tyranns, and after it's prioritized for sniping, the Tyrans get out of control - and they're wiped out." ”

Thousands of Tyranns, including a tyrant and dozens of warrior and venom worms, were wiped out in such a short period of time—as I could tell from the surroundings, the trees around them were almost intact.

It's almost impossible, at least not with those dozens of rangers.

The Space Marines searched around, and then, as if he had found something, he lifted him up and placed him in Ryan's hand.

It was a small, round thing, like a trumpet fan, with very sharp edges on the blades.

I immediately recognized what it was.

"Bone Eater Star Dart," I pronounced the name of the alien weapon, "The Spirit Clan is here." ”

The Space Marines suddenly and quickly raised their heavy blasters, and I knew what that meant.

The power sword and blast shield were instantly held in my hands, and Richard and Jackson, as well as Alice, pulled out their respective weapons in an instant.

Almost instantly, tall, slender or strangely shaped figures appeared in all directions out of thin air, and the black and white figures appeared almost anywhere in sight in the blink of an eye, and silently-------- it was like a strange dream.

And the most surprising thing was that there were three huge walking mechs standing among the spirits, two of them holding huge guns, and the last one holding a giant blade several meters long.

Wraiths, and more than one, how did they hide such a huge war machine?

None of these issues are the point, though, at least not yet.

With just a cursory glance, I found at least a hundred Elvens, not to mention three more Wraiths, and many more enemies lurking in the shadows.

Their firepower is strong enough to take us all out in an instant, even if we have an ape-man brother and a Space Marine.

The apes became restless, their ripping guns changing direction, seemingly looking for the best way to fire.

"Do you want to attack? Captain Seven asked me.

"Calm down, O'Green, take your fingers off the trigger." As I said, something is wrong with the current situation, it seems that these spirits are coming for us, and the excessive tension of the apes is likely to wipe out our entire army.

"Yes, Lord Pastor," the apes lowered their guns.

At this moment, several richly dressed elves parted to make way for the two sides, and then a slender and tall figure appeared from the crowd, some strangely shaped runes surrounded it, holding a slender and long strange weapon in his hand, two wing-like forks on his back, a robe inlaid with runes on his lower body, and a tall helmet like an insect head on his head, and the most intuitive feeling was that this guy's whole body was glowing.

A Spirit Race Prophet, with just one glance, I recognized the identity of the person who came.

However, this is not the end of it.

Two more huge spirits slowly walked out of the shadows behind them, and the spirits got out of the way, and then, a spirited without a helmet appeared between the two ghosts, this spirit's dress was slightly similar to the previous one, but it looked much shorter, and he only held a weapon that looked like a scepter, and her back was replaced by two things that looked like mechanical service arms, and she didn't wear a helmet, her sky-blue hair hung down directly, and her face was so delicate that it was difficult to describe- The emperor is above, this is the truth - there is not a trace of expression.

I've never seen this outfit on any other Eldar, but I'm pretty sure it's a prophet too.

At this time, the helmet-wearing spirit clan who came out earlier spoke slowly.

"Human," the eldar spoke, a crisp female voice, high and pleasant, but the eerie echo-like sound was a bit nerve-wracking------- and it was definitely not a pleasant voice, and there was something in it that unmistakably implied the difference in status and power between the two sides.

"I'm Pafir, the prophet of Uthervi, and this is the prophet of Iyanden, and we need to talk."

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Amit Peace Foundation

Motto: Peace needs to be nurtured to thrive

Headquarters: Amit IV in the sub-sector of Magellan in the Singularity Star Sector

Introduction: The largest idealistic peace organization within the Federation, and at the same time, it is also a civil force with strong influence.

Although the Federation maintains an incomparably large military force for its own survival, and invests a huge amount of money over the years.

While this proved to be an effective and forward-looking policy in response to the Tyranid invasion, as military operations intensified and began to interfere with many unrelated forces in the galaxy, a group of humanitarians from the Singularity spontaneously formed a foundation to prevent abuses by the military or government departments, and to bring lasting peace across the galaxy, ultimately to the demilitarization of the galaxy.

The Amit Peace Foundation is one such pacifist organization that borders on naivety.

That said, the Foundation has indeed begun to raise funds for publicity and fundraising in the Commonwealth, as well as activities within the galaxy.

Despite the Foundation's repeated setbacks from the dire situation within the galaxy and their own naïve beliefs, they will continue to try as long as there is a slight chance of success.

Mothership: The Founder

As a civil society organization, the Amit Foundation has a rather limited source of funding, and it can be said that it has little financial income other than fundraising.

However, in order to carry out the Foundation's claims, the ability to travel in space is also necessary, so the Amit Foundation opened a special public fund, carried out a large-scale fundraising campaign that lasted for five years, and finally raised enough funds to build the "Founder", a 15-kilometer-long space carrier.

The Founder is not equipped with any equipment that can be called a weapon or related use other than the cluster laser emitter used to cut asteroids, but in order to better achieve its mission, the Founder is equipped with extremely advanced power systems and shield systems, and has a containment module that can accommodate tens of thousands of people inside the battleship, as well as extremely advanced ecological facilities, and a large number of nano maintenance units and medical units.

Due to the need to transport supplies and protect the safety of Foundation members, the main scope of the Founder's activities is basically within the Galactic Far East Star Field, but the chaotic situation in the region still keeps the Founder in a constant state of busyness and danger.

Although this behavior is considered extremely unsafe by the federal government and there is a danger of exposing federal technology, the Peace Foundation insists that it is their right as citizens, often ignoring the federal government's advice, and has been in extremely dangerous situations on several occasions.

Organizing Activities:

The Foundation's basic mission is humanitarian relief, but it also conducts information and education activities in the affected areas of their care.

The Foundation's main targets are the Empire and Titanium, and if a Spirit colonist is found in need of rescue, the Foundation will also provide assistance.

The Foundation fleet is based on the USS Founder, and consists primarily of hospital, engineering, and transport ships.

The fleet's only research ship is the Friendly Light.

Notable Actions:

Seed Action

This operation was one of the very few attempts the Foundation participated in to rescue the Elvens, and after the Ark of Eyendon was rescued from the Tyranid fleet by the terror attack fleet of the 27th Hunting Fleet Prince Irio, the losses were so great that they were almost incapacitated to act independently.

After receiving authorization, the Foundation fleet went on a year-long humanitarian relief and post-disaster reconstruction mission, with remarkable results, and is considered the most successful example of any Foundation activity in the galaxy.

Greenpeace program

The core of the Foundation's secret scientific research program is to eliminate the natural aggression of Orcs through genetic modification and transform them into a normal race.

At present, the program has almost stalled and made no progress for a number of reasons.