Chapter 367 The Haze Has Arrived

Demons, let Dan, aliens and heretics, the turbulent empire has experienced too much. After three standard Terra months after this incident, a giant barge entered the port in anticipation. The heavy equipment finally installed the two giant cannons in a few weeks. As customized heavy volcanic cannons, their value far exceeds their cousins ​​on Titan.

As the treasure of the Iron Gate of the Forge World, its core material is the crystal unearthed in the mining world. It is said that the geology there buried many heretic psychics with magma to give birth to such crystals.

At the same time, the largest size is generally only the size of a fist. Governor Pan Lan was extremely lucky to get two super-sized big guys, which turned this behemoth originally installed on Titan into a battleship killer of one kilometer.

But even if it is its cousin used for ground combat, this long-range weapon can cut off the arm or leg of the Titan, or kill the enemy's war engine in one shot.

I heard that a Warhound-class scout Titan with complete void shield protection can survive a direct hit from the volcano cannon, but it is also an extremely large guy.

The output of the volcano cannon against small targets is also amazing. It can turn the Porcupine Infantry Fighting Vehicle into a scorched scorch mark, and can also directly evaporate the 100-meter-high heavy iron door, as if it does not exist at all.

And these two super-heavy volcano cannons can penetrate heavy warships with just one shot. Although the void shield of the large barge can effectively block the heat it emits, it is probably the last gasp of a strong force to be hit like this.

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

Thousands of heavy hydraulic cranes connect the monster to the outside of the hundreds of kilometers long deep space behemoth in the cold void. This extremely terrifying weapon for mortals looks like a small pistol, because when the order of magnitude reaches such a level, all weapons, even super-standard ones, seem powerless.

The volcanic cannons were in place, which meant that the shadow of war had already arrived. After the constant warnings from the auspicious instruments and the detection satellite information on the border of the Empire disappeared, the advance troops of the Red Pirates had already arrived.

This was a grudge that had lasted for ten years, enough for the mortal youth to become a real man. The Red Pirates had already retreated before the matter on Skadi was settled. A commander as sensitive as the Blackheart King made people feel difficult. He would not die easily. Now he has come back with a greater force.

The expedition of the Imperial Guard did not hurt them. The former Star Claws were not wiped out much. The old subordinates of Huron were still alive and well, and they also wanted revenge. With the dignity and honor of the Space Marines, they cleared the Imperial Guards of Pangia and their leaders for their dead apostate Vengar.

Alanbair was making deployments against the Red Pirates at the strategic command post. The last time he did this was when he was not a general, and his position was not here, just like so many mortal officers sitting there.

It's just that this time there are more Space Marines, Destroyer Eagles, and Inquisitors of the Inquisition, such as Nova, the local pope of the state religion, and many members of the Mechanicus. If it weren't for the need for the Skitarii Corps to protect the safety of the Forge World, and the Imperial Guard's logistics being closely related to the existence of the Forge World, there would probably be many more Mechanical Sages here.

This is rare. After the Great Crusade, the Golden Age ended, and the Empire hasn't been so united for a long time, but this is not good. In other words, only when great suffering occurs will the Imperials be like this.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Alanbair walked up to the command point and ran his fingers across the holographic equipment. The buzzing equipment revealed the enemy's position and approximate deployment predicted by the intelligence agencies and astropaths. The dense red dots were like stars floating on the image representing the void, and the dark green Imperial Guard's firepower looked like something precarious in comparison.

Alanbair spoke. "The enemy's number is predicted to be more than three times ours, but given the limited contact area, we will not face a combat force that is much higher than ours, but the enemy will inevitably attack us continuously."

"At the same time, we have Engili Port. Although its defense is inferior to the Ark of Evil Omen, it has the advantage of its extensive void transportation network and its own productivity. Our warships rely on Engili Port to deploy a defense array, and will not be at a disadvantage in the face of enemy attacks."

Alan Baier looked at the captain of Bordello, and he immediately went to the command point. "Just as Lord Skadi said, my people and I, along with the lords of various places, will be fully responsible for logistics. The planetary governors will also follow most civilian ships for transportation. At the same time, a large number of reserve parts and heavy equipment are being added inside the port to ensure that the warships can be restored to their original state in a short time."

"I know very well that the next battle will not be the same as the battle in Bandertal. The ships of the lords and planetary governors will no longer have combat effectiveness. We can only rely on this method to try our best to complete the battle. At least in the Pangea sub-sector, where we were born, I don't want to see the destruction caused by the heretics make this place full of holes."

He meant it sincerely, and it also represented the current situation of the Imperial Guard. The entire huge battleship array required astronomical numbers to operate beyond human imagination. This war had drained almost all aspects of the Pangia sub-sector that had been invaded by heretics, and it had never been able to survive. From barbaric feudal worlds that people care about to hive cities and forge worlds, even religious worlds in the hands of the tax-free state religion must stop the senseless responsibility of building giant sculptures and instead export resources to the Imperial Guard.

To be precise, all this comes from the personal charm of Lord Skadi and the reward of Skadi people who sacrifice themselves to fight for others. It would be impossible for another lord and general to gather such power. At the same time, this also reflects the sad situation of the empire.

In theory, the productivity of a star sector of the empire far exceeds that of any enemy of the empire, but there are probably no people who can condense the huge power of a star sector. Such individuals even among hundreds of billions of individuals It is extremely rare in China. Of course, with its huge population base, the empire has no shortage of heroes, but the empire will always need heroes.

Nowadays, the life and moral standards of the people in the Empire are under the long-term military pressure. People with the moral character and success of Alan Bair are only rare. How many heroes like Kane are there in the Empire? If those characters are divided equally. Of the millions of people in the empire, how many worlds can enjoy the feeling of one person's personal charm gathering together?

The empire is not weak, but after the Emperor and his heirs left the empire, the huge power of mankind can no longer be gathered. Now Alain Byr has only reproduced one millionth of the miracle of mankind during the Great Crusade. In this A star sector with no core technology and no historical and religious value is enough to hinder the rare heretical invasion recorded in the human empire.

The empire is full of miracles, but there is no more light in this dark era, but it is also so high-pressure that the empire can prove its will to survive in this universe time and time again on the edge of collapse like a steam pressure cooker.

Only with this kind of will can Alan Bayer allow those who want to live to see miracles. This is not a miracle that belongs to him. After the captain said those words, he took the stage again to make strategic arrangements.

He straightened out his military uniform. In this place where it was slightly gray to ensure a clear virtual image, no officer would ignore his expression. It was painful and depressing, he had to admit.

"Yes, we are at a disadvantage. Even if we install a special heavy volcano cannon, according to my intelligence, the enemy also uses two Evil Omen Arks. I think we probably need to fight until the last person to hinder those enemies. Gunpowder and evaporated metal, death and drained blood, we have always been in it, and now we can no longer escape.”

"Be prepared, grab the enemy's thighs from the soil with broken hands, and hit the enemy with a warship that cannot fire in the void. Even if you are shattered to pieces, don't let the heretics step into our star sector again. For the sake of our dead comrades, for Family and friends, for our own world, and for the Empire and the Emperor.”

The officers nodded subconsciously, and the Space Marines remained silent. This was their fate. The people in the trial hall seemed uneasy. The mechanical mages were still the same, making a sizzling sound of electricity. The pope of the state religion picked up the scripture and read silently. Take the teachings from it.

Alan Bair looked at the people here and spoke bluntly. "There are hundreds of enemy battleships, and almost all of them are heavy military ships of the Imperial battleship level, and most of their members are traitorous Imperial Guards and cultists."

"The gods they believed in gave them the power to tear apart the empire. The essence of it should be that the imperial warships lost in the subspace were collected. The red pirates betrayed their souls just for revenge. Huron took his brothers into With the goal of tearing apart the empire, we have borrowed time from those monsters and a fighting power beyond our imagination.”

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

Alan Bayer smiled bitterly. "Although our ratios are similar to a certain extent, the command methods are almost the other way around. And here I have to thank the Destruction Eagles for their magnanimity in letting go of vital rights to mortals."

This time the fourth company commander of Destruction Eagle answered. "We once belonged to the Ultramarines Chapter, and therefore received some very few records. After I looked through some of the chapter records, I learned that the Emperor originally planned to end the Space Marine-dominated style of warfare after the Great Crusade. "

"We were born for the war, and the war will disappear after the war. Brothers who are lucky to retire can become artists, painters, and teachers. But that day comes too late. It has been ten thousand years. Now, I just try to follow the emperor's instructions. Do it according to the emperor’s sincere teachings.”

For him to tell such a secret is a bit counterintuitive in the power-worshiping society within the empire, but here we are all our own people, so he can be said to be outspoken, and from conflict to trust, he has completely understood Alan Bair, and at the same time he The words spoken are not the so-called records, but the words Alan Bayer once said to the think tank sergeant hero of Destruction Eagle.

Alan Baier also borrowed the donkey from the slope and said. "Yes, heretics have disobeyed the Emperor. The benevolent Lord of Humanity only loves humans. He has shortcomings and stupidity, but human beings are endless. Although Space Marines are great, they lack the ability to continue civilization, because in essence, Space Marines are also Human beings have gained powerful strength to fill their shortcomings, but they have also lost the huge vitality of mortal society.”

"In the eyes of the Emperor, Space Marines are not perfect. Humans have infinite possibilities. Now, we have to make use of those possibilities, and the Red Corsairs will die from their arrogance and conceit..."

All officers, popes, judges, or to be more precise, many mortals have heard this theory for the first time. Although it is a bit heretical, because the mainstream thought of the Empire is that man is sin, the state religion is actually very inclusive and can accommodate various cultures. The people of the Empire are also more open than people think. 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 Baier's eyes became sharp. He realized that the time had come. He was a bit like the power players, but only superficially, because he didn't want to use power to control others, and he always liked to follow his heart.

He also naturally began to say what he thought about how to gain the upper hand in the next war.

Alan Baier spoke. "Everyone, you should know that our core weapon is the volcano cannon. According to the estimated firepower, that super-large and super-heavy imperial weapon is like the anger of the emperor. Next." He pressed the button, and after a sizzling sound, something outside the command room rose up.

And outside was a void without light, the dark color covered everything, as if nothing existed, blocked by transparent reinforced glass.

Ailanbaier spoke. "I think it is necessary to let everyone witness our only chance of victory." His words fell, and at this moment, fierce light appeared from the outside, and two hot white beams that pierced the sky appeared from both sides of the glass window, and their target was an abandoned whale-class heavy transport ship.

In just a moment, this behemoth was torn apart, and the big whale turned bright red, as if it was dead and torn apart, emitting terrifying light and heat, and the two hot white lines still flew straight out until they were swallowed by the void.

Ailanbaier spoke at this moment. "Six kilometers, the size of this ship, and the volcano cannon is our core. It will lure the enemy deep into our territory, and then identify the warship where the Space Marines are located. One shot will tear open the void shield, and the second shot will kill tens of millions of people, and finally disrupt the enemy's entire command system." After the words were spoken, the entire command post was silent, silent about this weapon that was beyond human imagination. Only the binary sounds of the mechanical sages were whispering, as if they were complacent and praising the light roaring out of the monsters they made.