It was only a month after the Imperial Guard had completely ruled the Engilli spaceport that the Upper Nest was reopened in the aftermath of the war, but only for individuals who had been rigorously investigated by the Inquisition to recover family relics or valuable contracts, and that Inquisitor Nova and his acolyte, Mr. Snake, would accompany him as much as possible.

Yes, the Serpent returned to his place, he had faithfully told the Empire that he still had useful information, the Inquisition was happy to accept the service of a capable man to serve them, and he was also arranged by Alan Baier to go to the agricultural world as a farmer, but he still had a fire in his heart that was not extinguished, and he refused the tempting invitation.

However, he is now said to be a dog of the Inquisition, rather than serving more in the Imperial Guard, it is not his intention to be double-faced, but at present, when both sides have the same goal, it is rare that he can be used as a lubricant to alleviate the contradictions between these two forces.

But as he had brought the first batch of loyal nobles and their servants into their mansions, just as the strange sights would not spare the Empire, it was as if tens of thousands of years had passed on the upper nest, only the ground, to be exact.

The solid, cold Adamantite Ground had turned into rotten soil, full of nutrients, perhaps due to the effects of subspace abilities, or something that had happened during the war that had caused the anomaly here, but there was no doubt that the huge upper nest, which covered an area of more than ten kilometers at the moment, had become a fertile ground in the month of enclosure.

This drastic mutation was terrifying, contrary to the spiritual decline detected by the Inquisition, and although the noble houses were still standing on the soil, the route to recovery was immediately interrupted.

In the hustle and bustle of the Inquisition and the closure of information, this heretical miracle was thoroughly probed by the Inquisitor Nova and the Destruction Eagle Think Tank, but they did not feel the interference and pollution of the subspace, but were unusually calm......

Miracle or curse? These two powerful psionics were uncertain at the moment, and from a professional's point of view, someone who had nothing to do with this matter became the target of their subconscious want to tell, not a more powerful psionic, nor a star whisperer who could predict the future to a certain extent, but a mortal.

In Alan Bair, after this mortal lord got this information, he subconsciously felt ......

It was possible to farm here, yes, farming, according to the investigation, the weather and light system and the adequate water supply system of the upper nest were not destroyed by those anomalies, and he felt that this thing was not a curse, but a small gift from the emperor to his child who loved farming.

At the same time, he also realized that this was a reminder that having a giant deep space port like the Njili spaceport meant that the Empire's warships had an absolute advantage in protracted warfare.

Not only the firepower and cover it provides, but also the ability to repair and resupply, Engilli can be a base in the Void, which is especially important when the Imperial Guard and the traitors are close in strength.

What's more, two volcano cannons will also be transplanted here, the heavy giant thermal weapon is the timid natural enemy of the Ark of Omen, if you want to win, empathize, what will Alan Baier choose if he is the commander?

Of course, it is to use the Dread Claw, the ancient airdrop device, to smash directly into the nest to read the upper position, and then use the Space Marine to directly occupy the upper nest area to invade the interior of the nest, even if the Imperial Guard transfers the core control area to the middle nest, the upper nest is still valuable as an invasion point.

It can even be said that the greatest point of occupation and value here is the port of Ngilli, whose strategic and economic value is larger than the countless obscure worlds of the empire, a place where fleets can be maintained, weapons can be forged, and troops can be recruited.

In the Endless Void, such a large platform also serves as a traffic artery similar to that of Mandeville Point.

Secondly, the Imperial Guard also prefers soft soil in terms of tactics and strategy, which can better place and install bunkers and defensive works, trenches, and will not drag down the combat effectiveness of too many tracked vehicles, that is, passability.

At this point, Alan Baier realized that the war would be triggered inside Port Engilli, and that this war would be decisive and determine the true fate of the sector, and he immediately demanded that the Imperial Guard and PDF immediately go and station in the ruins of the Upper Nest.

The largest battle group in Panguia, consisting of the 4th and 5th Infantry Regiments of Skadi, the 113th Armored Regiment of Forlaxia, the 12th Infantry Regiment of Grey Garloun, the 1st and 2nd Pangia Armored Regiments, and the rest of the local pdf and other Imperial Guards, the largest battle group in Panguia composed of 300,000 men, 6,000 armored, baggage, and transports, began to nest up to form its own defense system.

This is dangerous, desperate, and reduces the defenses of the rest of the nest, but in other positions, even the Space Marine will take some time to get close to the main nest, in other words, he will have to sacrifice the civilians in exchange for the Imperial Guard to face the enemy in the best possible condition.

It no longer matters what kind of slaughter those traitors will inflict on ordinary people, the victory and preservation of the Imperial Guard are more valuable than the lives of the soldiers of the Imperial Guard, and he is beginning to become like those Imperial officers, but in this dark forty thousand years, it is more of a forced choice.

Then, the plan proceeded as normal, and although the Inquisition expressed its displeasure with such an action, they could only endure it, and rarely, Nova stopped recording him.

Maybe it's because his experience has been almost written during this time, or maybe it's because the relationship between the Imperial Guard and the Inquisition has irreversibly deteriorated, but at the moment the empty office is once again alone with him.

Over the next week, the two heavy volcano cannons built by the Mechchanists gradually approached Enjili, and as soon as they entered Enjili's controlled area, and after the next two months of transportation and travel, the vital cannon port could reach the walls of Enjili.

On the outside of this deep-space platform, the position of the connecting volcano cannon is sunken outside the huge oval-shaped airport, and with enough firing depression angles, it only takes two rounds to tear apart the terrible Omen Ark and tear that terrible thing apart.

The Mechachan began to train the personnel, and everything was in order, as if the Emperor had blessed it, but a single star language broke that kind of thing, and at this critical juncture, test firing, installation, adjustment, transportation, in less than five months remaining.

And the gloom cast on the hearts of the people by the enemies who may approach at any time and at any time, the two giants that represent the future and victory of the empire are stopped in the Pangia border area.

Alan Bair was rarely angry, even with his closest sister, Miss Nova and the loyal guards who had now returned to their posts after a month of treatment, Sergeant Katachan, the warrior who had returned from a long treatment after enduring the stench of the untouchables, the artificial skin made him as handsome as ever, but the whole skin was a degree whiter.

Even Katachan, who was so close, had never seen the gentle Commander-in-Chief Alan Bair slam out of the door, and although he was in a hurry to follow, he could sense that it was very bad.

Along the way he heard countless complaints, such as traitors, white-eyed wolves, animals, stupid, such curses, and after a few sharp turns, he also heard more special curses of the nature of the dialect of the You*, *You*, the Empire ruled somewhere.

As he hurried past the pdf sentry and got into his hovercar, Lieutenant Colonel Kenny, who was now in charge of security in the core area of the main nest, couldn't help but ask Katachan. "What's wrong, my lord?"

"Someone is touching their eyebrows, I advise you not to ask." Katachan was rarely afraid of anything, but now, he realized that he shouldn't mess with too many eye-catching things.

Kenny shut up playfully, saluted, and watched as the hovercar passed through several heavy adamantite blast doors before riding away.

Katachan was sitting in the co-pilot at the moment, looking at Alan Baier, who was resolute and slamming the steering wheel, and couldn't help but speak. "What happened? Did the second lieutenant blow up the residential area?"

Alan Baier replied scoldingly. "The Inquisition's cattle have seized the volcano cannon at the border! If it weren't for the wild snake, we would probably still be in the dark! ”

"What do you mean?" Sergeant Katachan couldn't understand why those people did that......

"They want the Imperial Guard to be wiped out here, to flee, or to fail, and they want to use an external force, that is, the Blackheart King, to destroy their obstacles in this star sector."

"They think that the Blackheart King will go straight to Terra or Cadia, as they have done with several large-scale traitor invasions, and then be defeated by the Empire's gathered forces, and then they can reap the benefits of the fisherman." Alan Baier said angrily.

The Master Chief only felt that his whole body was cold for a while, not because of the skin that had just been installed, but because the malice of those Inquisitors was almost materialized, and then it was stuck to his head.

He shouted. "I know the shortcut, the trail ahead is to the right!" Then grab your own bomb and prepare to deal with the remnants of the Inquisition as if you were a demon.

It's crazy, there are few forces within the Empire that have resisted the Inquisition, to be precise, although there is a record of the Griffin's Startup Group at odds with the Inquisition, and the Inquisition did retreat, but with their great power, there are only a handful of such records within the Empire.

Even though the Imperial Guard is a huge organization that is not inferior to the Inquisition on the surface, the disparity in functions and the fact that each sector operates separately makes it difficult for the Imperial Guard to concentrate its efforts.

Even though Alan Bair was tough, the guys chose to turn a blind eye when the car stopped in front of the sharp tower building hidden by the Inquisition.

However, Alan Bair was able to lock this place not because it looked like a gathering place of the Inquisition, and on the surface it was just an ordinary Anglican tower, but he picked up the list provided by the Wild Serpent, grabbed an old acolyte who was pretending to be a priest, and pointed his relic pistol at the poor man.

"You lackey, do you know how many heretics I've shot more heretics than your master has ever seen! Do you want to die with those things, or tell me where your master is, I have something to do with her! He scolded harshly.

The old man immediately realized that he was being treated like this by the commander-in-chief of the Imperial Guard, and said. "Miss Nova is good friends with you!"

"She hasn't seen the commander-in-chief for half a month, and now her people have seized a batch of vital strategic materials, and your court is going to be disloyal to the emperor!" The old man also realized that the situation was uncontrollable, and hurriedly signaled the barbarians of the Imperial Guard to silence and not let the Inquisition Branch, which was feared and disgusted by heretics, be discovered.

Then he immediately took out his small badge, walked into the tower, and activated the elevator, only when the badge entered it, the elevator went down abnormally and into a basement.

Alan Baier had to think that the Inquisition was probably a rat reincarnation, and everyone liked the secret cellar and the cunning rabbit hole.

And this area of about 300 square meters, which is full of all kinds of strange objects, has all kinds of complex rooms, in which countless robed people are hurrying around with various kraft papers, and there are several flying servo skulls.

Several skulls saw Alan Bair's presence, their eyes flashing red and scanning, circling around him, flying slowly, and projecting holographic projections, in which Miss Nova was face to face with a strange blonde man in the Inquisitor's leather suit, a large hat, and a black cape, sitting face to face in a beautiful office, as if negotiating.

The hologram sounded, and it was the man who spoke, his hair was long and his face was gloomy, but he couldn't see it, probably blonde, and the standard imperial aristocratic appearance was disgusting. "Isn't this the great Imperial Guard, Mr. Commander-in-Chief? Inquisitor Nova needs to clean up your intelligence network. He was not surprised, and pointed out that there was a problem within Nova.

Nova also spoke. "I deliberately asked my subordinates to inform Mr. Alan Bair, because I can't convince you that the Imperial Guard is not heretical, and their actions may have gone a little too far, but you can't deny that the relic A2834 was recovered by them."

"So what, this could be a heretic's bitter ploy! I can also cut off my own arm for the emperor, and with so many changes here, my proposal is only an extermination order! ”

"But those stupid Imperial Navy, they don't obey my Rose Knot, I think Commander-in-Chief, the former Sun Lord has already dominated them with mind-controlling magic, and they dare to rebel against the Flame of Purity! And you, Inquisitor Nova too, have been tricked! His powerful rebuttal, although it is nonsense, is indeed easy to be confused at first hearing.

And Alan Bair just replied. "It turned out that you big rodent did a good thing, you are the inquisitor of the extremists, I don't care about your doctrine or position, now, I only need those two cannons, you have no right to seize those things."

"If the Inquisition is obsessed with it, I think the Imperial Guard can also use force to liberate the blockade, although my main force is not there, but that world is also liberated by us."

The man replied. "Why, don't you think the Inquisition is less controllable than you?"

Alan Baier scolded. "Loander, I know that world, and when the Destruction Eagle saved it, your Inquisition was still on the order of extermination!"

"If you don't withdraw your seizure, I will use the Star Language to order the garrison there to conduct a raid on Starport!"

The man shouted. "Come then, heretic!"

Alan Bair replied. "Okay, you big-hat heretic!"

(End of chapter)