Chapter 8 The Ambition of the Sky-High Braid

Since the end of the Horus Heresy, the traitorous Space Marines have all followed the huge gap in the Eye of Terror and hid in the subspace, blowing by the endless winds of Chaos, staring at the Empire with cruel eyes, Be ready to come out at any time to deal the final blow to the Empire and burn the entire galaxy.

The subspace is not restricted by any laws of reality, and all creation and destruction are so traceless. In this crazy space, the enemy who has brought countless pain and death to the empire, the leader of the Black Legion, War Abaddon the Handsome plots a famous new plan of destruction in the evil world created for him by the evil god.

Beneath the huge eight-pointed star of chaos made of black steel and brass, Abaddon was asking a Tzeentch wizard for the key to future plans.

"Oh! Yes, yes! You need to find a sacred instrument left behind by ancient times, the eye of Kaznamak. This eye can help you tear apart the fog of reality and illusion, and can project any troops into the universe. every corner.”

"If it is as magical as you say, why do we only know its whereabouts now?"

Abaddon's shining red eyes narrowed dangerously, staring at the wizard in front of him.

"Because the fog shrouding this sacred object has slowly dissipated, and its magnificent light blooms in the endless river of destiny."

"Hmm! So where is it?"

The wizard lowered his mutated bird head and began to mutter to himself. Abaddon did not rush to ask. These Tzeentch wizards in the subspace who were deeply corrupted by Chaos all have such virtues. They are in the balance between madness and reason. edge.

With a quick flash of blue light, the wizard's trembling body returned to calm again, but this time the flashing blue light in his eyes became more dazzling.

"In the world of Kamaklan! In the outer star area of ​​the Emperor's Heart." Then he used the tools to create a set of star maps.

Abaddon looked carefully and realized that the location of Kamakran was a hundred and eighty thousand light years away from the Eye of Terror, not to mention the countless layers of Imperial Guards and guards guarding various sectors in the middle. The Adeptus Astartes. Abaddon had no doubt that as long as he poked his head out of the Eye of Terror, tens of millions of imperial troops would quickly block his route with Cadian as the core.

This is a common problem with Tzeentch wizards. They always like to show you an extremely beautiful and brilliant future in their prophecies, but they never tell you what unbearable price you will have to pay on the road. In this deception, countless fools went to death under Tzeentch's ridicule.

Abaddon, with veins sprouting on his forehead, grabbed the Tzeentch wizard with his huge power claws, "Do you think I'm stupid? It's such a long distance, if I can really fight all the way through, I still need Kaznamak's eyes. ?"

"No! No! We are fully prepared. We have developed a sect in the world of Kamaklan. We can start a ceremony to praise the gods in that world! Tear a stable rift!"

"Crack? How many people can be transported at one time?"

The wizard stretched out his hand tremblingly and gestured with a number that Abaddon could barely accept.

"Transport up to three warriors."

Three warriors gifted by gods faced a warrior on the periphery of the empire's core world. Considering that the planet had not been affected by large-scale wars for a long time, the power of the planet itself and the defense forces in the surrounding star areas could be ignored, even in the smallest area. In the worst case scenario, they are just facing the Imperial Fists company patrolling and training.

"Three Black Legion warriors who are proficient in stealth." Abaddon murmured to himself, already deciding on the candidates.

"The rift will open in one standard month, and at that time the subspace will jump violently! With the ritual, we can perfectly expand the rift and find the Eye of Kaznamak."

Abaddon looked at the Tzeentch wizard who was trembling again, with a hint of suspicion in his flashing red eyes. He always felt that something was wrong, but it was still very profitable for three warriors to win a holy object. Even if it is false, it is just that the three warriors cannot come back, and an entire planet of Chaos believers died. It is also a blow to the empire.

After considering everything, Abaddon ignored the mad wizard Tzeentch and drove his heavy and gorgeous blessed armor out of the glorious hall made of black iron.

Holding both hands on the spiked railings of the magnificent Chaos Fortress, Abaddon stared at the huge eight-pointed star-like black stone fortress parked in the subspace, and the giant spaceship Planet Killer with an incredible length, silently thinking about the next expedition. .

Blackstone Fortress

"Every! Expedition! Always! A! Victory!"

Abaddon believed that when the Thirteenth Black Crusade ended, the empire dedicated to the Corpse Emperor would be completely reduced to dust in his own hands. By then, he would have forged a new order in the galaxy and achieved the goal of Horus. A great ideal that no one can achieve!

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Lin Fan followed the 37th Casare Regiment in training and patrolling the Camaklan Agricultural World day after day. Although Lin Fan feels that such a life is boring, he has to say that life in the agricultural world of Kamaklan is still very comfortable.

The local farmers can ensure food and clothing, instead of being hungry like those in the hive, feeling all kinds of waste and pollution pouring down from the upper layer all the time. In order to ensure agricultural production, the technical priests of the Mechanicus specially maintained a stable atmosphere and a large-scale artificial weather controller to ensure the uninterrupted production of agricultural crops at all times. The rainfall like a flood from the sky has added countless vitality to this world. Various unknown small animals with local characteristics live comfortably in the tall and lush farmland.

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After living with the tough guys in the assault class for a long time, Lin Fan gradually figured out some basic information about this unit.

This is a regiment that has just been formed. It recruits and trains soldiers from the local planetary defense force. It sounds very ordinary. But the colonel and senior political commissar of the commanding regiment are extraordinary figures. Colonel Mark and Political Commissar Ode are ruthless people who have experienced countless bloody battles. The number of greenskins and traitors they have killed may be more than the people known by the entire regiment. The reason why Colonel Mark and Political Commissar Ode can come to teach and train such a mob is entirely because of their outstanding merits and the fact that after the star region they belonged to before became peaceful, they were rewarded with such a lush agricultural world to feel the atmosphere of vacation, and by the way, they can use their veteran-like command and training abilities to train more excellent soldiers for the empire.

Bald old Jock is also a ruthless person who has fought many battles and survived. After retiring from the army, he was assigned to the agricultural world of Cammarklan to manage the planetary defense force, but he felt that such a life was not suitable for a guy like him who was born for war, so he resigned from his own organization and signed up for the newly formed 37th Regiment. With his excellent ability, he successfully became the squad leader of the assault squad of the third company. The reason why he didn't become the leader of the assault squad of the first and second companies was because those two leaders were also ruthless, and they were not as good as their old Jock.

Except for the assault squads of the first, second and third companies, most of the soldiers in the regiment used live ammunition automatic rifles produced locally or stored in the previous arsenal. Even the laser guns and various heavy laser cannons and heavy grenade guns of the assault squads of the first, second and third companies were snatched from the distribution of the entire Casare Legion because of the reputation of Colonel Mark and Political Commissar Ode. Otherwise, these equipment should not be assembled now according to the plan, but should be received from the transport ship in three years.

Such a contrast surprised Lin Fan a little, but it was understandable. After all, in the Empire, weapons are much more precious than people. The number of forging worlds is so rare, and the planets that produce populations are so numerous. Although the local military factories are sufficient for maintaining public security, the real face of the monsters in the universe still depends on the strong and durable standard weapons produced in the forging worlds with considerable damage.

Although laser guns are somewhat useless against heavily armored Space Marines, it does not mean that they are not powerful enough to threaten Space Marines. Its full-energy laser can even penetrate the weak parts of the Terminator's armor, and its overloaded energy module magazine can even directly blow through the heavy frontal armor of the Dreadnought.

This crude-looking laser gun is actually a manifestation of human black technology. The Mechanicus still cannot understand the principle of the operation of the energy module, but has mastered the technology to produce such magazines. Relying on this high-energy laser beam that can produce hundreds of times to vaporize a tough man directly and the reliability of charging tens of millions of times, and even the applicability of charging when thrown into the fire, the Mechanicus modified the muzzle and release frequency of the gun to create various laser rifles with different positioning.

But what Lin Fan felt sorry for was that although these laser weapons had the powerful power to vaporize part of the limbs, they lacked the ability of live ammunition weapons to stop the enemy. Once faced with the kind of wave that was not afraid of pain and had thick skin and flesh, the ability of the laser gun to delay the sea of ​​people was not even as good as those crudely made live ammunition weapons.