Demons, Jean Dan, Aliens and Heretics, the stormy empire has been through so much, and after three standard Terra months after this happened, a giant barge sailed into the harbor in anticipation, and in a few weeks the heavy equipment finally installed the two giant cannons, which were worth far more than their cousins on the Titans as custom heavy volcanic cannons.

As the treasure that forged the world's steel gate, its core material is the crystal unearthed in the mining world, and it is said that the geology there buried many heretics with magma to give birth to such crystals.

At the same time, the largest size is generally no more than the size of a fist, but Governor Pan Lan was extremely lucky to get two oversized big guys, turning this behemoth originally installed on the Titan into a battleship killer with a full kilometer.

But even if it's its cousin for ground combat, this ranged weapon can sever a Titan's arm or leg, or kill an enemy's war engine in a single shot.

I've heard that a War Dog-level Scout Titan with full Void Shield protection can survive a direct hit from a volcano cannon, but it's also an incomparably large one.

The Volcano Cannon is equally impressive in its output at small targets, turning the Porcupine Chariot into scorched scorch marks, and vaporizing a 100-meter-tall iron gate as if it didn't exist.

These two super-heavy volcanic cannons can pass through a heavy battleship with just one shot, and although the Void Shield of the large barge can effectively block the heat it shoots, it is probably the end of the crossbow to be hit like this.

And these two kilometer-long behemoths are the only way for the Imperial Guard to inflict damage on planetary fortress-level war engines like Evil Omen's Ark, and they are the core of the Imperial Guard's survival.

With thousands of heavy hydraulic booms attaching that monster to the outside of a centuries-kilometer-long deep-space behemoth in the icy void, this terrifying weapon to mortals looks like a small pistol, because at such an order of magnitude, all weapons, even the extra-norm, seem powerless.

The arrival of the Volcano Cannon also means that the haze of war has arrived, and after the constant bird warning and the disappearance of satellite information from the detection satellites of the Imperial border, the advance force of the Red Pirates has arrived.

This is a grudge that has been in place for ten years, enough for a mortal youth to become a real man, when the matter on Skadi is not clear, the Red Pirates have already retreated, and the commander who is as sensitive as the King of Blackhearts feels tricky, he will not die easily, and now he is back with even greater power.

The expedition of the Imperial Guard did not break their bones, the former Star Claw forces were not wiped out much, Huron's old subordinates are still alive and well, and they also want revenge, and with the dignity and honor of the Space Marines, liquidate the Imperial Guard of Pangia for their dead apostate Wyngar, as well as their leader.

Alan Bair was deployed to the Red Pirates at the Strategic Command Post, the last time he was not a general, and he was not here, but like so many mortal officers sitting down.

It's just that this time there are more Space Marines, Destruction Eagles, and there are also Inquisitors of the Inquisition, such as Nova, the Pope of the local Anglican Church, and many members of the Mechanic Sect, if it weren't for the Cathar Corps to protect the safety of the Casting World, the logistics of the Imperial Guard are also closely related to the existence of the Casting World, and there will probably be many more Mechanical Sages here.

It's a rare thing that after the Great Expeditionary Age has passed, the Golden Age has ended, and the Empire hasn't been so united for a long time, but it's not good, in other words, only the Empire will be like this if great suffering occurs.

In full view of everyone, Alan Bair walked up to the command point, his finger swiping over the holographic devices, the buzzing and roaring devices revealing the positions and approximate dispositions of the enemy predicted by the intelligence agencies and the Star Whisperers, dense red dots hovering like stars on the image representing the void, and the dark green Imperial Guard firepower looked like something precarious in comparison.

Alan Bair spoke. "The number of enemies is predicted to be more than three times ours, but given the limited contact area, we will not face much higher combat power than us, but the enemy will inevitably attack us continuously."

"At the same time, we have Nengli Harbor, although its defense is inferior compared to the Ark of Omen, but it is superior to its extensive Void transportation network and its own productivity, our warships rely on Njili Harbor to deploy defensive arrays, and will not be at a disadvantage in the face of enemy attacks."

Alan Baier looked at the captain of the Poldro, and he immediately walked up to the command point. "As Lord Skadi said, in the future, my lords and I, and the lords of various places will be fully responsible for logistics, and the planetary governors will also follow most of the civilian ships to transport, and at the same time, a large number of reserve parts and heavy equipment inside the port are increasing to ensure that the warships can be restored in a short time."

"I know that the next battle will not be the same as the battle of Bandertar, the ships of the lord and the planetary governor will no longer be combative, and we can only rely on this method to complete the battle as best we can, at least in the Pangia sub-sector, where we were born, I don't want to see the destruction of heretics leave this place in ruins."

Speaking from the bottom of his heart, he also represents the current situation of the Imperial Guard, the entire vast array of warships needs to be operated by an astronomical amount beyond human imagination, this war has squeezed out almost every aspect of the Pangia sub-sector that has been invaded by heretics, from the barbaric feudal world that no one cares about to the nest capital and the casting world, even the religious world in the hands of the tax-free state religion must stop the responsibility of building giant sculptures meaninglessly, and instead export resources for the Imperial Guard.

And all this is precisely due to the charisma of the Skadi lord and the reward of the Skadi people for self-sacrifice to fight, if it is impossible to gather such power if there is a different lord general, and it also reflects the sad situation of the empire.

In theory, the productivity of a star sector of the empire is far greater than that of any enemy of the empire, but the person who gathers the huge power of a star sector probably does not exist, such an individual is extremely rare even among the tens of billions of individuals, of course, under the huge population base, the empire has no shortage of heroes, but the empire always needs heroes.

Now that the life and moral level of the people of the empire are under the pressure of the militaristic state for a long time, there are only a few people with the morality of Alan Bair and can succeed, how many heroes like Kane can there be in the empire? If those characters were spread out into the millions of memories of the Empire, how many worlds would be able to enjoy the feeling of gathering one's personal charm?

The empire is not weak, but after the emperor and his heirs left this empire, the huge power of mankind can no longer be gathered, and now Alan Baier has only reproduced the miracle of mankind during the Great Expedition by one millionth, and in this star sector with no core technology and no historical and religious value, it is enough to hinder the rare heretical invasion recorded by the human empire.

The empire is full of miracles, but there is no light in this dark era, but with such high pressure, the empire can prove its will to survive in this universe again and again on the verge of collapse like a steam pressure cooker.

And in response to this will, Alan Baier will let those who want to live see a miracle, this is not a miracle that belongs to him, after the captain said those words, he once again came to the stage for strategic deployment.

He straightened out his uniform, and in this slightly gray place to ensure that the virtual image was clear, no officer would ignore his expression, pain and depression, he had to admit.

"Yes, we're at a disadvantage, even with a special heavy volcano cannon, but according to my intelligence, the enemy also used two Arks of Omen, I think we'll probably have to fight to the last man to stop those enemies, gunpowder and evaporated metal, death and dried blood, we're always in it, and now we can't escape."

"Be enlightened, grab the enemy's thigh with your broken hands from the dirt, ram your battleship in the void with a battleship that can't fire, even if you are crushed, don't let heretics step into our star zone again, for the sake of dead comrades, for family and friends, for the sake of your own world, and for the sake of the empire and the emperor."

The officers nodded subconsciously, the Space Marines did not say a word, this was their fate, the people in the Inquisition Hall looked uneasy, the mechanical sages were still like that, making a sizzling electric sound, and the Pope of the State Religion picked up the scriptures and silently read the teachings.

Alan Baier looked at the people here and said bluntly. "There are hundreds of enemy warships, and almost all of them are heavy military ships of the Imperial warship class, and most of their members are betrayed Imperial Guards and cultists."

"The gods they believe in have given them the power to tear apart the empire, the essence of which should be that the imperial warships that are lost in subspace are collected, the red pirates betrayed their souls, just for revenge, and Huron threw himself into the arms of the gods with his brother, with the goal of tearing the empire, borrowing time and combat power beyond our imagination from those monsters."

"However, the core of them is the Space Marines, those mortal traitors have no command rights, large arrays and tactics, and even the core of the legion are all around the Star Marines brothers like the Blackheart King and his mastermind."

Alan Baier smiled wryly. "Although we have a similar ratio to a certain extent, the command method is almost reversed, and here I have to thank the Destruction Eagles for their magnanimity in relinquishing vital power to mortals."

This time, the commander of the fourth company of the Destruction Eagle replied. "We used to belong to the Ultramarines, and as a result, we have received very few records, and after I looked through some of the warband's records, I learned that the Emperor originally intended to end the Space Marine-based war style after the Great Expedition."

"We were born for war, and when the war is over, it will disappear, and the brothers who are lucky enough to retire can become artists, painters, teachers, but that day came too late, it has been 10,000 years, and now, I am just trying to do what the emperor said."

He said such a secret, in this power-worshipping society within the empire, it is a bit counterintuitive, but here are all his own people, he is also outspoken, and from conflict to trust, he has thoroughly understood Alan Baier, and at the same time, the words he said are not so-called records, but only the words that Alan Baier once said to the think tank non-commissioned officer hero who destroyed the eagle.

And Alan Baier also borrowed the slope to get off the donkey, and spoke. "That's right, heretics disobey the emperor, the benevolent lord of mankind only loves humans, has shortcomings, stupidity, but the endless human race, the space marines are great, but they lack the ability to continue civilization, because in essence, the star marines are also humans, but they have gained great power to fill the flaws, and so far they have also lost the huge vitality of mortal society."

"In the eyes of the Emperor, Space Marines are not perfect, human beings have infinite possibilities, and at this point, we have to play those possibilities, and the Red Pirates will die from their arrogance and arrogance......"

Officers and Popes, Inquisitors, to be precise, many mortals are still hearing this theory for the first time, although it is a bit heretical, because the mainstream of the Empire is that man is sin, but the state religion is actually hugely inclusive, can accommodate all kinds of cultures, and the people of the Empire are far more open than people think, and with the endorsement of the Space Marines, they can't help but want to believe that the great Lord of Humanity has always believed in his children.

And Alan Bair's eyes sharpened, and he realized that the time had come, he was somewhat similar to the power players, but only scratching the surface, because he didn't want to use power to control others, and he always liked to go with his heart.

He naturally began to say what he thought of as a way to get a head start in the next war.

Alan Bair spoke. "Guys, you should know that our core weapon is the Volcano Cannon, and according to the expected firepower, that kind of oversized and overweight Imperial weapon is like the Emperor's Fury, next." He pressed the button, and after a sizzling sound, something rose from outside the command room.

And outside was a void without light, and the pitch-black color covered everything, as if nothing existed, obstructed by transparent tempered glass.

Alan Bair spoke. "I feel compelled to give you a glimpse of our only chance to win." As his words fell, a fierce light emerged from outside, two fiery white beams that pierced the sky from either side of the glass window, and their target was an abandoned whale-class heavy transport ship.

In just an instant, the behemoth was torn apart, and the great whale turned bright red, torn apart as if it were dead, emitting a terrifying light and heat, and the two scorching white lines still flew straight outwards until they were swallowed up by the void.

Alan Baier spoke at this moment. "Six kilometers, the size of this ship, and the Volcano Cannon is our core, lure the enemy deep, and then distinguish the battleship where the starmarines are, tear apart the void shield with one shot, kill tens of millions of people with the second shot, and finally disrupt the enemy's entire command system."

When the words ended, the entire command post was silent, silent on this weapon beyond human imagination, only the dripping binary voices of the mechanical sages whispered, as if complacent, singing the light of the roar of the monster they had made.

(End of chapter)