Chapter 1067: Recruiting the Army

Tmd! If this power is controlled by the evil god, what else can Terra do to stop these crazy guys!

Guilliman was sweating profusely, and a series of terrible pictures flashed through his mind.

Lin Fan listened for a long time and suddenly felt a little strange, "Hiss, why were these Primaris warriors not discovered when Mars was in turmoil before? Where did you hide them, Cawl?"

"Uh... Anyway, they just happened to not be affected." Cawl scratched his head, and he didn't have a good reason for this question.

In the end, Lin Fan decided not to pursue this issue, but just watched Guilliman cover his face and order a transport fleet to Mars to pick up these Primaris Space Marines.

By the way, Lin Fan also talked to everyone about the equipment problem of the Astra Militarum.

"Oh, you don't have to worry about that. All upgrades are already on the agenda. We will only lead the most elite mortal troops to participate in the war." Odemaier was confident. After all, Mars is a planet that has been developed for a very long time, with a very strong industrial base. It only needs a little transformation to have terrifying production efficiency.

Lin Fan shook his head. He didn't want to say that. "In fact, I hope you can cancel some of the legion upgrade projects. It's better to operate according to the mode of the Imperial Army and Expeditionary Force during the Cadia Campaign."

"Can I ask why?"

"Uh... because of my subjective power."

Lin Fan's answer was very vague, but he didn't look like a joke. So Odemaier asked again, "Then recruit the best mortal troops in the empire. Their equipment will not be upgraded, but only replaced and repaired." Then Odemaier listed a table. It seems that she had browsed through the famous star legions one by one a long time ago.

Catachan, Krieg, Cadia, Armageddon...

There are a lot of numbers that Lin Fan is familiar with and unfamiliar with. If we only calculate according to the most standard regiment size of the Military Affairs Department, the list in Lin Fan's hand has already involved tens of millions of soldiers.

"In short, keep some of the backward ones." Lin Fan handed the list back, and Odemaier took his warning to heart and cut some of the upgrade projects.

The meeting ended, and Lin Fan went back to look at the precious things. The projections of the primarchs dispersed one by one, and only Odemaier was left in the throne room. Before she could greet him, the Emperor flashed back to his chair, and at this time, he could no longer see the restraint and embarrassment on his face.

"Yes." Odemaier handed a decree to the Emperor, and only waited for him to read and stamp it. The army of the human empire would be mobilized in the name of the Emperor and stationed in a galaxy near the center of the Milky Way.

The Emperor read it carefully and trusted Odemaier's work ability unconditionally, but the process must be followed, and public affairs must not be desecrated because of selfishness.

Then, a decree was sent from Terra. All trained and examined psykers could sense this order and read the Emperor's will to other loyalists.

Time continued to pass, and the 50-year deadline set by Tzeentch was getting closer and closer. The fuzzy and unreal center of the Milky Way gradually withdrew its disguised veil, and the colorful colors inside could be seen.

Perturabo and Dorn named the few remaining planets in the nameless galaxy near the center of the Milky Way as Base One and Base Two, etc., and while they were busy transforming the empire, they also took out their energy to build bases.

After dealing with the ruins of Terra, Dorn immediately came with the Imperial Fists. At this time, Perturabo and the Iron Warriors had been building for a while. Dorn did not make any comments on Perturabo's construction as soon as he landed. He did not want to waste time arguing with Perturabo.

On Cadia, Commissar Yarrick, who was respected by the orcs as Old One-Eye, and Commissar Cain, who was named the Expeditionary Force, drank and chatted together. After a day of hard construction, the warmth of being able to pour a mouthful of strong liquor into the stomach was really intoxicating.

As for Commissar Kane's adjutant Eugen, he was driven outside the door to watch over a bonfire and drink by himself. The smell on him was too outrageous, and basically no one except Kane could stand it.

Yarrick took off his power claw, which was so big that even orcs would be amazed, and poured wine with one hand.

After a few glasses of wine mixed with the cold dishes on the table, neither of them had the intention to talk, and tacitly enjoyed the hard-earned tranquility.

There were footsteps outside the quick-built shed, and Kane's ears moved, and he knew the identity of the visitor. The door was open, and Erica, wearing an old-fashioned Krieger coat, came in, and very skillfully pulled out a bottle of wine from the box on the ground, and took two gulps of it with her mouth against the bottle.

"Ha!"

Erica was amazed at the mellow aroma of this wine, which was brewed with magical plants produced in the cafeteria. Even the fine products provided by the Garden World for the nobles were not as good as this wine.

"Hi, Erica." Kane raised his glass and greeted, "How is the situation there?"

"Just so." Erica was a little distressed. As a Krieg, Erica's expression was very rich. "We have come into contact with other surviving Krieg Corps on Cadia. Although there is no conflict, they still have many questions about our current appearance."

"This is normal. We have never seen your equipment. The tradition of the Imperial Army is suspicion and hostility towards the unfamiliar." Yarrick said, and his hoarse voice became much lighter after being soaked in wine.

The three of them sat together and drank for a while, and footsteps were heard outside the door again. It seemed heavier than Erica's. "Sister Selina is here." Political Commissar Kane continued to use his good ears to identify the visitor.

"Sorry, I'm late." Sister Selina apologized to everyone as soon as she came in. She was wearing a white power armor integrated with medical equipment. "Somewhere collapsed and buried a lot of people. I came here after collecting blood bottles."

"It's okay, Selina, everyone knows your contribution."

The four corners of the table were filled. Everyone drank and chatted, and the topic naturally developed into: What will everyone do when the war is over?

This question made Yarick a little confused. He had retired once and enjoyed people's heroic respect for him. But he couldn't stand it. He felt that his life could only be revitalized on the battlefield.

"Continue to hunt orcs for the Emperor, it's that simple."

"What if the orcs are also wiped out?"

"By then, I might have died."

"I think that day will come soon. Think about the past. We were fighting the Tau Empire's legions in the Damocles Gulf, but now we are witnessing the destruction of the Black Legion and the Emperor's return."