Dragon Race: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer

Chapter 104 Rescue Voyage
Katos Huggins and his company of champions left the Dawn Reaper on the Thunderhawk gunship and headed for the Mother of Tears located in the center of the fleet.

As a fleet-based chapter, the Mother of Tears is the moving fortress of the Lamenters Chapter, as well as their monastery, gene-seed vault, chapter hall of Valor, and reliquary of relics - though only a few .

There used to be a main battleship that was born and died with the Lamenters. In the battle that shamed the Father of Angels, it was destroyed by the Minotaur Chapter, and it was confiscated and no longer belonged to the Lailers.

On the command deck of the Mother of Tears, the rest of the strike cruisers and the Astartes on the frigate were assembled here.

The brothers were in high spirits, for the champion of Katos had "fortunately picked up" a large amount of weapons and equipment - the exchange with the Mechanicus was carried out in secret, and not many brothers knew about it.

The last time they received such a large-scale equipment supplement was 13 years ago, when they joined forces with the three companies of the Salamanders to eliminate the Nurgle warbands that invaded the Lanier galaxy, and received part of the aid of weapons and ammunition.

In view of the status of the founding group of the Salamanders, the Red Hunters who accompanied and supervised the Wailers' Atonement Expedition turned a blind eye and said nothing.

Today, the Wailer's road to redemption has been going on for 80 years, and there are 20 years left before the end.

But now there are only more than 300 Astartes left in the Chapter, which can only maintain the existence of three companies.

No one knows how far they can go, as if cursed by doom, and how many human worlds they can save from the enemies of the dark galaxy.

Malakin Foros, Chapter Master of the Wailers, glanced at the assembled brothers on the deck, with an aura of sorrow and resentment around him.

The 320 remaining Wailers warriors lined up silently to face the Chapter Master's inspection.

"Brothers, our astropaths have received a call for help from the Devran galaxy, and their world is under attack by the 'Great Devourer'."

Malakin Chapter Chief said in a deep voice.

The wailers did not speak, and the sound of heavy breathing came from the gap in the helmet grille.

They suppressed their anger and waited for the order from the Chapter Master they trusted and respected most.

It's not the first time they've battled swarms of filthy and predatory xenomorphs.

"We may be the only Astartes Chapter to have received their call for help. The Great Devourer Fleet, labeled 'Kraken', is circling the Dephran system, and tens of billions of innocent people are waiting Rescue."

"What do you think we should do, Brother Katos."

The Chapter Master set his sights on Katos at the front of the ranks, the youngest champion of the Wailers Chapter.

"We are the sons of Saint Catherine, and we shall fight for the emperor's protection of mankind. We will do everything in our power to save the citizens of the empire."

Katos replied in a deep voice, his voice was as dull as thunder, and the blood of Sanguinius on his helmet and chest glistened.

"A very sensible approach."

Malakin Chapter Leader nodded, "We don't have enough combat power to face the Great Devourer head-on. Rescuing people is indeed the top priority."

"Guys, do you have any other suggestions?"

He looked at the brothers in full armor.

"Follow the will of the Holy Blood!"

The wailers roared in unison, and a thunderous shout resounded throughout the Mother of Tears.

……

Through the porthole of the Thunderhawk gunboat, Katos could see the huge monastery-like building on the Mother of Tears.

"Chapter Master Malakin seems intent on having you lead the Wailers."

Tyris said.

"There is no difference, they are all fighting for the Emperor."

Katos shook his head with a calm tone, "And no one knows what will happen next."

He returned to the Dawn Reaper with his five champion guards, two assault melee squads, and two Destroyer squads equipped with heavy firearms.

The fleet's voyage target has been changed to the Devlan galaxy, and all members of the Wailer are ready for battle.

After a four-day voyage, the Wailer fleet reached the nearest space breakpoint.

"The warp engine is ready."

"Prepare to switch to navigator controls."

"Nominal Geller force field."

In the strategy hall of the Dawn Reaper, the confirmation of the mortal crew, tech-priests, and navigators echoed.

Katos stood in front of the command seat, his fists clenched on both sides of his body, and his eyes were watching the starry sky on the display screen.

He failed to comprehend the tangled stream of data created when physics and warp metaphysics met.

As the Astartes, they are not good at piloting warships, and fighting is their vocation.

Moreover, piloting a battleship cannot be solved purely by space fighters, it requires the cooperation of a large number of mortal crew members.

His standing here is just a symbol, to give peace of mind to the people in the Strategy Hall——

Every subspace voyage represents unknowns and dangers, and no one can guarantee that they can come out safely after entering.

Subspace is a field that is difficult to describe in human words. All physical laws will be completely invalid in subspace, including time and space——

It is possible to set out to rescue after receiving a message for help from a certain human world, but after leaving the subspace, it is time before the message is sent.

If the subspace is an ocean, then what human beings have come into contact with is only the shallow water surface, and subspace navigation is just rowing a boat on the water surface.

During the time when the subspace ocean was calm and waveless, human beings traveled all over the galaxy and established a brilliant civilization;

And as the seas raged and terrible things created waves under the water and shredded any small boats that sailed, human civilization was on the verge of extinction.

"This is the Mother of Tears, the entire fleet is ready to start the space jump."

"The countdown begins."

Most of the armed servants and mortal servants with self-awareness stayed in the collective room peacefully, fixed themselves with restraint belts, and entered a dormant state with sleeping pills.

"3"

Ripples and fluctuations like water waves suddenly appeared in the star-studded starry sky.

The ripples rapidly expanded and twisted backwards, and the stars twisted into a whirlpool, stained with a strange layer of purple.

A rift was torn open in the physical universe, and the Wailer fleet leaped into the warp with the physical angular momentum gained at the moment the warp engine started.

The huge cold metal shutters closed any porthole of the battleship, and the Geller stand, which is isolated from the invasion of subspace forces, was activated to protect human beings from being invaded by those hateful evil forces.

And the Astartes have entered into a state of martial law to patrol the battleships, and only their spirits that have undergone transformation and tempering can not be affected.

Liuli followed those people with the same status as her, and went back to her bed to secure herself on the bed.

The others didn't seem to notice that there was a beautiful companion among them.

Liuli's face was very ugly, he didn't have much power here, and there was something weird and scary everywhere.

Contrary to him, the strength of the opponent is terrifying, and only his companions can kill him.

He felt extreme regret and fear—now the power of the "Nightmare Tapir" was no longer under his control.

What higher will is maintaining this past dream that exists in the mind of the other party.

(End of this chapter)