Many of the fighting brothers were caught in the sight of the soldiers who hurried down from the Thunderhawk gunboat, and they saluted and knelt down on one knee to pay their respects to the war-torn hero, but the Master Chief only asked. "Where are Captain Teske and Colonel of the 154th Regiment of the Loand's 44th Heavy Infantry Regiment?"

The brothers were puzzled, why did this great brother pay attention to mortals first when war was imminent? But they told him anyway. "In the area next to the armory, their engines were repaired with the help of technical sergeants, and they had assembled before, probably to boost their morale in front of the Levalus tanks, after all, the time was almost up."

The sergeant who replied had been through many wars and was familiar with the Imperial Guard, and he quickly deduced the reason for the Imperial Guard's build-up, so it seemed that the enemy attack had slowed down the Thunderhawk gunboat too much, and the lost engine had slowed the Master Chief by a full hour, and missed a lot.

Master Chief replied immediately. "You're on the move, and now, as planned, split into two teams to quickly penetrate the enemy's fortress from the Imperial Guard's flanks and help them clear the tactical depth on the flanks."

"And I need to find the commander of the Imperial Guard, I'll be in the big force soon, don't wait for me!"

The brothers replied. "Yes."

Master Chief said again. "By the way, mobilize 10 brothers, preferably assault Space Marines, I need to carry out a raid."

Without waiting for a reply, the Master Chief walked towards the armory as fast as he could, because the Master Chief knew that although the human soul could not fill one of the hundred billions of billions in this dark and boundless universe no matter how much it collapsed, even the most powerful wizard was only stirring up a trace of the boundless silence, so no matter what the circumstances, the whole of a single mortal was not very important.

Therefore, in the Destruction Eagle, some brothers can't understand their expectations of mortals, and the mortals in their eyes are far inferior to the Space Marines in terms of attack strength, speed, and strategic deployment ability, only the number is still excellent.

However, this kind of contempt is not something made in a day or two, but the reality and the accumulation of time, deep-rooted, even if they were born in the blood of the ultramarines of the five hundred worlds of Otlama, they have gone through thousands of years, and they no longer have the love of the ultramarines for the people of the five hundred worlds.

But the Imperial Guard never cared what the angels thought of them, they were used to a lot of looks, whether it was given to them by the nobles or from the high-level, that feeling was taken for granted, there were no Space Marines, there was a state religion, there was also the Inquisition, and many Imperial elites would regard them as useful but not refined troops.

Because mortals are fragile, they are united and indomitable, and the Emperor would not smile at them without the help of the Imperial Guard, relying on mere stupid arrogance.

Master Chief sees clearly, reason is clear, mortals, space marines, or many loyal people in the empire who have done their best for this vast system, must one day put aside all discrimination and stand together, but who else can do it except the emperor? Original?

He believed it before, but now he felt that it was wrong, the worship of the original could not solve all problems, their appearance could inject vitality into this huge empire, but it only made the necrotic flesh no longer stink.

He was in agony, where was the path to human salvation, now next to the Demon Altar, a little further away was the traitor's free port, farther away, farther away, the maelstrom, the Great Chasm, the Eye of Fear and the myriads, millions of aliens beside it.

But his desperate thoughts were dissipated by a prayer, and before he knew it, he walked to the armory, and looked sideways, several war engines, but the most eye-catching thing was not the steel monster, but the young and energetic soldier standing on the Chimera armored car.

Captain Tesk amplified his voice with the Signal Corps' heavy backpack, a small grid of short grids for his powerful words to be heard, and his boots rested on the metal body of the Chimera to speak to the loyal.

The darkness and fog of the weather could not hinder his spirit, in the bright words, in the countless faint prayers of the soldiers.

The people lined up in neat formations, the Imperial staff officers patrolled the crowd, the captains began their own language, the silence of death was like convention, and the great discipline was vividly displayed in this army of only two remnants, less than 10,000 men, as the Lord of Skady often commented, war is the best crucible of fine iron.

"Soldiers of Loand!" Teske began to speak, his voice enhanced by the speakers on the Signal Corps' backpack. "You have fought for the long and hard world and I salute your tenacity! Salute to your bravery! Hats off to your faith! ”

Many warriors made the Aquila gesture, but their faces remained gloomy, and they knew what was going to happen next.

"But our duty is not yet over." Gersk said. "The enemy is still there. The Emperor asks for more, and the only word we will respond to is obedience! ”

He saw firmness in their faces. They were strong, with will and loyalty in their backbones, even though they endured weeks of hardship and almost unmistakable threats of death.

"The heretical enemy has poured their filth upon us, and they have suffered all the hardships and horrors they can bear."

"Many of our compatriots have long since perished, but we are still strong! I see in you not broken souls, but brave Imperial soldiers, and it fills my heart with pride! ”

He saw several of the soldiers' heads raised, several of them straightening their shoulders again, and they were very happy with the praise, and at the same time accepted the notion that they were the last survivors of this world.

Captain strikes while the iron is hot "Maybe our enemies think we are defeated, just as they thought we were defeated when heretics crushed the world beneath our feet!" ”

"But we weren't defeated then, and we're not defeated now! The emperor and honor are in my heart, and I know you are too! Today we are fighting alongside the glorious Astarte Order of the Destroyer Eagles, and serving the true masters of the sector, Lord Skadi, Lord of the Sun, Lord Elan Barr, which will surely strike fear into the hearts of our enemies, and we will surely win! ”

This finally resounded with a cheer, even if it was hollow, the soldiers here had skin as pale as wax, and although they were in good spirits, the viruses, the plagues, the diseases, the sorcerers of the Castel plague had left wounds and scars on many of them, making them like dying men in the twilight.

If there are good enough conditions and medical treatment, it is not difficult to survive, but now there is no time, the space marines drag the mortals forward, if they don't move forward, they will die, and if they do not advance, they will die, so let them leave their place under the Golden Throne, instead of being tortured and killed by heretics.

Even so, Tesk and his regiment had been plagued by the enemy for too long, and had killed so many of their fellow sick men to reduce the rout, that it was impossible to believe that they would leave the battlefield alive.

It's just that he has agreed to the plan made by the Master Chief, but he knows that he can't take risks, because this unit no longer has any margin for error, and if it fails, this vague formation, and the only two legions of Loander, will be doomed.

"Be strong, brothers and sisters of Loand!" He cried out. "Bind your heart with faith and arm your soul with contempt. Remember, it is a great honor to die in the name of the Emperor! ”

Finally, he climbed down from the height, and the officer next to him handed him the barely clean purified water, which was taken in the Holy Spirit Purification Medicine to keep the officers healthy, and at the same time moistened his throat, and such a thing could only suppress the filth of the High Heaven, and when the war passed, he would be like his own soldiers.

He looked at his watch, there were less than a few minutes before the start of the war, he needed to enter, he walked towards the transport, and he was greeted not by his comrades, but by angels, and he bowed to the mighty giant.

Master Chief said. "The war is about to begin."

"Yes, I have seen the reconnaissance information you provided from the tactical tablet, it is remarkable, each location is marked, but those pillboxes surround the entire fortress, judging from the strategic map, those enemy trenches have excellent tactical depth, so I intend to use infantry coordination, infantry reconnaissance, cleaning of anti-tank equipment, tanks to crush trench fortresses, and provide new roads." The captain replied respectfully.

"There will also be Space Marines on the flanks, your judgment is correct, and the mobilization just now is very exciting, I can confirm that you are a good commander." The Master Chief replied in approval.

"No, I don't want me to be, those are all the sacrifices and deaths of my comrades-in-arms, and I have changed in just one month, too quickly, and the pain and misery that comes with it are even more unforgettable." The captain bowed.

Master Chief had experienced this feeling countless times, always, always, until now, and he was the most qualified person here to comfort the Captain. "But your progress can make such situations less so that the enemy will be timid when they see you, and the emperor will understand."

"Yes, yes," he muttered repeatedly, then quickly gathered his emotions and asked. So, my lord, what are you looking for me? ”

Master Chief took out his tactical tablet and pointed his finger to a location near the area above the fort.

"Aquila Mountain?" The captain, who was a local, instantly answered the location of the area, but the master chief said. "This area was used as the cauldron of the altar."

"But this place is not covered by a Void Shield, put it here?" The captain let out a tone of uncertainty that was not quite clear.

"No one suspects that it's a dangerous place, and if it weren't for the gunboats passing through this area, I felt something unusual by chance, maybe even if we hit the fortress, we wouldn't have discovered this place." Master Chief said.

"The Emperor blesses," the captain didn't know what words to say. But we don't have the strength to attack again..."

"So, I need elites, I mobilized 10 Space Marines, and next, I need a Chimera armored car, a dozen veterans, as adjutants of the Space Marines." A definite reply from the Master Chief.

"It's a great honor, the people of Loande can be valued by you, there is still time before departure, you go to the chief of the general staff to choose, those born in the academy of loyal heirs will take care of the soldiers." The captain replied and asked. "By the way, has your adjutant been chosen?"

Master Chief replied. "Yes, it's equivalent to a good seedling, but he used to drive a gunboat, so I don't know if he can be the driver of the Chimera armored car."

"Absolutely, I think, the person you choose must be fine." The captain replied.

"I hope..."The Master Chief looked at the foggy sky, but his mind was not on the adjutant, but on the enemy's commander, the War Lord, and his rune warriors, many of whom had not yet had a chance to count their blood debts, whether they were their own, their brothers, or the Imperial Guard.

And he has some feeling that the reunion with this guy is probably not going to be in a frontal battle, but they will definitely meet in the short term.

Soon, the Master Chief cleanly searched for a few veterans and sat down in the Chimera, and at the same time, the large army had begun to shuttle through the core roads of this world, so large that the prophecy instrument on the Aquila Mountain clearly outlined the scale and appearance of the attack.

Their star whisperer said, "They're all out, my lord, and I can see them walking like maggots through the corpses of the city. ”

Ed. Feng. Ka gently rubbed his chin against Suoso's beard and replied. "Then it's really a pity, if they were willing to be poisoned, the effect of this ritual would be better, and obviously, the Corpse Emperor believers are quite talented at spoiling good things."

His new lieutenant, a former Imperial Guard officer, earnestly chimed in. "Yes, my lord, they are stupid, cowardly, and love to destroy things."

Ed. Feng. Ka spoke suddenly. "You're so much more boring than Custer." His mind had imagined how his lieutenant should have spoken, and he missed the hissing sound, like a viper.

And the hapless officer was dumbfounded, and he wanted to defend himself and speak. "I'm just saying actually..."

Ed. Feng. Ka was worthy of being born in a military family, and he opened his mouth to scold. "Then you shouldn't insult the enemy, we fought with them like this, and now you insult them, does that mean that we are also a stupid rabble?"

"No wonder not even a Thunderhawk gunboat can be defeated! Now that this place is also exposed, will you be able to remove Aquila Mountain? ”

The officer hesitated for a long time, then could only nod. "Yes, my lord, they are all powerful warriors."

Ed. Feng. Ka just had a not-so-good expression. "Yes, it's too difficult, but tell the troops to get the cannonballs ready, the gods told me that the general battle is coming, and we just need to make them sacrifices, dark praise."

The adjutant replied. "Praise to the dark..."

(End of chapter)