Chapter 232 Today, Deliver the Goods to Your Door

Chapter 232 Tomorrow, "goods" will be delivered to the door

The ice cave seems cold and silent, but it is actually full of life. When the soldiers fiddle with the ice, they see the frozen dead inside as if they were just last month. Tens of thousands of years of fighting there have left a lot of "legacy" to that huge place. ".

If you don't want to become a frequent visitor to the ice there, you must come back alive, fight, and win. After all, those dilapidated dead are like prisoners in a prison, making people doubt whether their souls can leave...

An aura of despair permeates the place. If you can't survive, you will become one of them. The remains in the ice seem to be saying that. Most people in this area still don't care. Are they driven by all kinds of despair? The walking dead, Ru Mingshi has a good chance of getting out of there, but it has not been blessed by the emperor.

But the recruits' thoughts had not been lost for long before they heard the chief of staff's shouts and controls. New things came one after another, but when the Sun Lord stood in front of them, those troubles and pain disappeared.

The confused person who just held the can in a daze would wake up after his arrival and look at that great man with admiration. It is hard to imagine that such a commander would come to such a front line. Someone could bear to do so. They couldn't help but feel that if he hadn't been born there, they wouldn't be worthy of fighting alongside him throughout their lives.

Facts have proved that if you remove all the bad deeds in a person's life and judge his success, anyone will become a "saint" in history. This situation has become increasingly serious at the end of that dark forty millennium.

Alan Baier walked on the high platform, raising his head and chest high. He could feel the fiery emotions of many young people in the east, and he also knew that they were seeking to tear apart the cultists who suppressed them. He already had many plans in his mind, just like usual. General, bold and careful, and eager to take risks.

A large part of the success of the Sun Lord lies in his adventurous spirit, which flourished in the dark ages of mankind and allowed mankind to set foot on the entire universe and develop countless amazing technologies.

It is also the things that the emperor likes most, the spirit of the pioneer and the spirit of the experimenter. Although adapting to the environment is not the rational choice of smart people, but in most cases, history cannot blindly move forward and is created by people who change the environment.

That is the most powerful power of the Sun Lord. His spirit and action shape the Skadi of tomorrow, turning the tide from countless evil demons, time and time again.

The pioneer was now standing on a high platform, speaking to those confused people. "Attack the enemy's core area from the truck line! Because they found the guys who deserve revenge, those stupid and greedy things."

He held up the brown paper and wrote on it the name of the culprit who allowed Skadi to be bombed and his compatriots to be enslaved, and the evidence of his crimes.

Soldiers who want to know the written word at this moment will angrily accuse the low Gothic written by the cultists and tell their friends and comrades about the sin.

Alan Beyer re-emphasized at this moment. "Before you die, the Grand Inquisitor, Walden, used public affairs for personal gain, betrayed the empire, and caused millions of lives to disappear. His crime is unpardonable!"

The soldiers clenched their weapons and their fighting spirit was high. They knew that their blood revenge could be avenged. The excitement and feeling surrounded them for a long time and could not be dissipated. And the cruel universe was already hopeless, otherwise the Sun Lord would lead Come the cocoa.

They began to march in an orderly manner and were loaded into the trucks that originally transported the goods. The veterans were responsible for driving or adjusting morale, or accompanying the vehicles. Compared with the fatigue of walking, they were more unwilling to put their lives in such unreliable vehicles. With.

The entire army followed the transportation road built by the cultists, or the nobles who had previously governed there, to the east. The road was made of asphalt and ice blocks and could barely strengthen the grip of the truck enough to drive. The lighting was poor and the road was full of potholes. It's like emphasizing whether the place is almost in ruins.

Alan Bair, Lord of the Sun, was walking there with the only armored vehicle used by the commander. That one had been severely modified, adding a lot of unnecessary decorations and junk. It was difficult to describe it as a Chimera armored vehicle.

The frame of the skeletal decorations that was shaking on the car body, and the "bobblehead" toys made of broken human bones, Alan Bair had to admit, it was always refreshing when those traitors wasted the few remaining aesthetics of the empire.

the chief of staff asked him, fiddling with the object. "Why don't I get it somewhere?" He said while trying to distinguish whether the bobblehead doll had waist, legs, tibia or something like that. After all, it was so artificially modified that it was no longer clear.

Alan Bayer drove forward and said. "Can I tell the difference?"

The chief of staff shook his head. "They are all not human."

Alan Bayer pointed at his body wearing thick winter clothing. "Then can I tell whether he is a traitor or an Imperial Guard?"

The chief of staff shook his head. "I can't tell the difference because I can't see the uniforms."

Alan Bair nodded. "So, he will send them to the door tomorrow and lead his people directly into the outside of the castle. The external shape of the deflagration gun looks like a special automatic gun. Those illiterate people will not be able to recognize it for eight lifetimes. They just go in like this and find the area of ​​​​request. , and then build a defensive force.”

"How brave! What if they don't have enough troops? If they don't advance step by step, they will be surrounded by enemy forces, and then be wiped out. Such an action can only be carried out with Space Marines. It is wrong for such a large force like theirs. The burden is greater than the benefit! Many people will die!" The chief of staff pointed out the core issue. He had to say that his judgment was very good, but Alan Bayer said otherwise.

"He knows that many people will die, but will they join the Imperial Guard if they are afraid of death? Moreover, he thinks that only the living can serve as the 5th Skadi Infantry Regiment and join the 4th Skadi Infantry Regiment."

The staff officer's eyes were a little evasive. "How old are those recruits? Is it worth it? If it is handed over to veterans, the size of the troops can be reduced, and whether they can infiltrate or not, the guerrilla warfare can achieve better results."

Alan Baier said, "But they don't have time. The invasion force of the Red Pirates will soon launch a counterattack. They have suffered a lot because of various things in the past six months. If they can't take East Skadi and use it as a supply point to press forward, most of the star region will soon return to the traitors' legs." He opened the kettle in his leg and drank a sip of coffee against the poor heater outside the car. The ice was not frozen at all, and it seemed that his internal organs were shaking when he went into his stomach.

The car was so weak that it was extremely difficult to keep the outside of the car cool. Even so, it was a rare experience in the empire. Smelling the strange ozone smell from the air conditioner (similar to garlic mixed with engine oil), Alanbair looked at the chief of staff, as if waiting for his answer.

"Yes, they don't have much time, but..." The staff was a little moved with sympathy, and this time it was Alanbair who said. "War is the best furnace, the furnace of death."

Yes, every soldier is a raw ore, and shaping them into pure gold is inevitable. Purification is cruel and terrible. In that universe, such things are extremely advocated by the empire of the Ming Dynasty. It is not that Alanbair is willing to be the commander of that era, but he has done his best to help the disgusting empire.

It was undoubtedly a bad time. Listening to the noise of the Chimera engine transformed by the cultists, the road also reached the end of the earth's center. The temperature there began to rise. The heater outside the car even reached more than ten degrees, which made people sweat.

At some point, the ice turned into rock. Under the light, it looked like ordinary soil, but it was very hard.

Then the Sun Lord once again felt that the place that people could never reach in the ancient Terra era, even the core of the earth that was called the hell of existence, was actually just a warm place, and it was just a place that the empire could open up if it wanted.

Why was the port built in the center of the earth? Could it be hidden from people? But there are many uninhabited areas on the surface, and the periphery of the nest city is also inhabited. Even scavengers must rely on the city to survive...

The artificial light suddenly hit his face, making his thoughts stagnate. That is the Lumen Tower, or more accurately, countless Lumen Towers like stars, or in other words, strange spots like the "eyes" of scallops, embedded in the body of a huge monster made of metal.

Countless sentry towers, outposts, and checkpoints were built along the rugged rock walls, surrounding the entire fortress, and the huge war fortress looked like a... church, or more accurately, it should be similar to the state church, but there are many symbols of the Black Mechanicus on it, or more accurately, the half-machine and half-skeleton of the Mechanicus with the Chaos Eight-pointed Star added behind it.

"Mechanicus, Space Marines, Inquisitors, great, they can play a game of mahjong." Alanbair looked at the strange place with interest. It looked like a state church, but with more weapons, thicker armor, and larger size. It was estimated to be as large as a city.

At this moment, the Sun Lord had to be thankful that he did not attack head-on. That thing could not be taken without heavy firepower. To be precise, even Space Marines would find it difficult to enter it, because at a glance, you can see the camp area, laser defense array, several void shield generators and giant light spear anti-orbital system.

"Emperor, what is that?" The Chief of Staff was frightened. After all, such a volume would take at least thousands of years to build, and those terrible war equipment had been silently entering the outside of Skadi and deep into the earth's core?

The Empire's control over that world seemed too bad? Definitely not. The Empire is powerful but corrupt and dull. No one can gather such power without the Empire's consent. Given its church-like shape, it seems that the Empire has long been willing to build Skadi into a fortress world, but the project is too big and delayed for too long.

It should have been a bridgehead to resist the invasion of Chaos, but now it has become a place where evil is entrenched, which makes people sigh. The equipment seems to have been fully installed, so those Chaos traitors should be ready to transform it into a more suitable place to serve the gods.

"Damn it." The staff officer cursed secretly, but Alan Baier said. "Bring me my hat, that beautiful and big Imperial staff hat."

He was about to take his hat, but there was no place to put it. At this moment, the Sun Lord accelerated to the door of the outpost, and the chief of staff could stuff the hat into his buttocks. Then, the cultists at the door of the outpost came to ask questions.

To be honest, that place is not very good. The lumen tower hits the vehicle body directly, as if someone who should be dealt with is coming. The sentry tower is a heavy felling gun, and the person asking questions is even more ferocious.

Ailanbaier opened the door of the armored vehicle, unbolted the door, adjusted the buckle, and the cumbersome action made him more upset.

When the door opened, he said in a heavier tone. "Number, origin, why you entered the fortress, and then register your name and personal information, personal tactical tablet contact method." The clothes that the man wore were the snow uniforms of the Star Army. Ailanbaier secretly cursed him as a traitor.

Then he spoke in crude low Gothic. "Sir, he is illiterate. If possible, he wants to ask his commander for assistance."

"Who is my commander?" The traitor showed a disdainful face, and Alanbair said. "Well, it's the Grand Inquisitor Walden, sir. Look at the team behind, they are all his gifts, sir." As Alanbair took out the letter, the cultist's face quickly changed from pale red to miserable red, and then he opened the door and removed the roadblock in a proper manner.

"Please come in, Dongci doesn't need to say so much, just say your name directly, sorry..." He became very gentle, and the arrogant guy before disappeared. After all, the only place where he could show off his power was there. Even if the people coming were such a large convoy, he could still disgust them.

Alanbair stepped on the accelerator, and the car body slowly entered the outside of the fortress. The staff officer who shrank beside him and wanted to make himself less conspicuous now looked particularly funny.

He picked up his wrinkled hat and cursed. "Enough, it's really unbearable, my crazy plan."

Alan Baier closed the car door. "It worked, right?"

"Do I think he will be hindered by that little traitor?"

The staff officer said. "No, of course not, just... they are coming."

Alan Baier took out his pistol, then handed the steering wheel to the chief of staff, saying. "Do you see that warehouse? Crash in."

"What? Warehouse? Crash? That's impossible!" The staff officer shouted.

Alan Baier emphasized. 'Just fucking, wherever they come from is their main base. He thinks the warehouse is big enough and there are a lot of good stuff in it! "

The chief of staff gritted his teeth and stepped on the accelerator, the engine roared, and countless working cultists shouted, asking the engine to slow down, but they saw the car door suddenly open, and a young man holding a ridiculous little gun shot at the steel door.

They laughed, the car was definitely ruined, and they were thinking about what Dongqu corpse was digging. After a second, a flash of light flashed, and the metal door turned into magma. The Chimera armored vehicle passed through the door, and the truck following behind sprayed projectiles to attack them.

The walking soldiers suppressed the entire area, and at the same time the alarm woke up the Grand Inquisitor in the tower, watching the smoke coming out of the window and the panicked slaves reporting the invasion to him.

Grand Inquisitor Walden touched Dongba and said. "Let the Star Claw go."