Chapter 222 Punishment, Iron Rain Is Advancing

"There is news from the advance fleet!"

In the huge petal-shaped building, the leader of the astropaths sent a signal from the life support cabin, transmitted the images he perceived, and then fell into a deep dream again.

This is the fourth century that this old man has served on the Raptor King. The mutation and decline of his body made him give up the right to leave the life support cabin.

Under the transformation of medical staff, he has been permanently bound to the Raptor King like his family's predecessors.

The young astropath attached to him converted his perception into text and then handed it to the space warriors around him.

Seeing that one of the two Astartes who were responsible for guarding him took the information away, the young man also relaxed a little.

There were still more than ten hours before the end of the shift, and he was still full of energy.

After slightly adjusting his mental state and confirming the anchor point of reality again, he re-entered the consciousness space and began to patiently listen to and identify the sounds echoing in the sea of ​​stars.

After he closed his eyes, the remaining Astartes warrior in red power armor behind him also quietly released his finger on the trigger of the bolter.

Everything was normal, nothing happened.

In the channel corresponding to the northern Katin section in the warp, the huge body of the Raptor King Star Fortress was leading the way, sailing in the endless warp with a large fleet of seven strike cruisers.

Baltasar, sitting on the throne of the hall above the atrium and under the dome, slowly opened his eyes.

In his commanding vision, an Astartes warrior was approaching him with a parchment blessed by holy oil.

"News from the bridge? Where?"

The current commander of the Fire Eagles asked in a low voice.

Since the fleet set out from the Krieg system, as the fleet commander, he has been sleepless for nearly 20 Terra standard cycles.

The fleet has a lot of things to do, and even after being filtered by officers and staff, there are still countless things handed over to him.

Fortunately, the operation of the Grand Fleet gradually got on track with the schedule. Ten days after the fleet set out, he could finally take a break.

"The advance fleet replied!" The Astartes who came to report was concise, but the first word he said made Baltasar perk up.

"Read!" He gave the order quickly.

"The Titan has been successfully recovered!"

The words of the Astartes warrior made him feel relieved, but after relaxing, he felt a little regretful.

"The Emperor bless you!" He couldn't help but say, and then looked at the warriors waiting for his further orders and asked:

"Any other information? Does the Primarch have any orders?"

"Yes!" The Astartes responded.

"Read!"

As he spoke, the burly giant stood up and adjusted his posture to show his respect for the Primarch.

After he stood up, the messenger Astarte also bowed his head and began to read aloud:

"Titan Order:

1. Your unit should move closer to the northern war zone and establish contact with the northern fleet as soon as possible!

2. Act according to the situation and try to lure the enemy of Lyak out of the defense system, and cooperate with the northern fleet to eliminate it!

3. If the first goal is not achieved, drive it as far as possible to my direction, and my unit will be there soon!"

"That's all?"

Balthasar was full of energy and confirmed with his eyes wide open to the messenger.

He was unable to participate in the key battle in which the Primarch was found, which was a great regret for him;

But Calvin's order came soon, which made him smell the smell of war and regain his spirits!

"That's all."

The messenger bowed his head to confirm again, and then replied to him.

"Star map!" Balthasar ordered.

The servo skull that was suspended on the side took off in response, and shot a light curtain in front of the throne from the left eye of the skull, projecting the current position of the fleet from a holographic perspective.

"It's here!"

Looking at the fleet just leaving the jump point of Katyn, and there was a long blank ahead, Baltasar pointed to the Melmos V system on the edge of the Lyak sector.

The war declaration of the Northern Fleet there has been launched with the first artillery fire on the Killing Sin.

And the Krieg Fleet is only half a day away from the battlefield there.

Before, he had a mission, so he could naturally turn a blind eye to the war here.

Now that Calvin's order has been issued, he is naturally willing to join the battlefield here and deal a fatal blow to the Chaos traitors!

"Pass my order!"

"First, convey the Titan's order to each regiment!

Second, I require unified command from now on, and be ready to jump out and fight a naval battle at any time!!

Third, order the astropath to contact the Northern Fleet immediately and ask about the location of the enemy's main force!

Order the navigator to find a nearby favorable position and be ready to guide the fleet to jump out at any time!"

Between the fleets in the subspace, the astropaths reported the news from the Raptor King to their respective commanders.

Following Balthasar's voice, the battle preparation orders of the commanders at all levels of the entire fleet were issued later.

The Astartes tactical squads on duty were the first to respond, and teams from their respective guard positions repeatedly confirmed the status of the squads and the weapons and ammunition inventory of the guard points to the bridge;

The members of the second-level tactical squads walked out of the public lounges at various nodes in the ship, and after arriving at the preparation hall, they waited for other comrades under the watchful eyes of the chapter commander and the company commander;

More Astartes warriors began to wake up from hibernation. They silently got up from the bed, walked to the weapon display rack, and began to wear the various components of the power armor with the help of automatic instruments and servitors.

The mechanical priests were also busy. The fleet's engines were once again given a blessing ceremony before the battle to appease the excited machine souls;

The static force field in the holy room was opened strictly according to the sacred binary program. After the dormant veterans were awakened, they were lifted up by one thick mechanical arm after another from the sarcophagus they lived in and placed in the steel body called the Holy Dreadnought.

When the last blessing mark was branded, the various components of the power armor and the Dreadnought's armed machine arms were all started, and after completion and inspection.

These most powerful warriors of the empire also walked out of their respective cabins, silently merged into the steel torrent marching in the corridor, and walked towards the preparation hall in uniform steps.

More than 3,000 Astartes warriors, including more than 200 Terminators and more than 60 sacred and fearless terror forces, assembled on eight ships including the Raptor King within half an hour.

The various weapon sequences and vehicle decks of other parts of the ship were also ready after the intense preparation process.

When the information of the fleet's preparations in various places was finally gathered in the atrium of the Raptor King through the hands of the astropaths.

Baltasar stood up from the throne and ordered confidently in front of the seven screens that had completed the communication links and synchronized in real time on various warships:

"In the name of the Emperor and the Titans! I declare! The fleet officially enters a state of war! The combat operation officially enters the countdown when the subspace jump is zero! Operation code name - Punishment Iron Rain!"

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