Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 179 Spark
Airspace near Mathira.

In the pitch-black space, the missionary ship glided silently.

The ship's energy shielding device has been activated and the engine is running at low speed to minimize the chance of being discovered by other ships.

Beside the observation portholes of the bridge stood several saints in gray and white robes.

They looked at the planet Mathila in the distance.

Most of the planet's surface is gray, dotted with dozens of spots of light.

Those are the planet's hive clusters.

There is no doubt that this planet was once the richest place in the Gori Sector and had the largest population.

But now, it is declining at a very fast pace.

The suffering is spreading.

The saints' eyes revealed piety.

"God of savior, the ship has arrived at the fallen place mentioned in the Oracle.

The poor people here have no blessing from the Savior and are suffering extreme hardships! "

This will become a missionary land.

People need the faith of a savior, and they are about to be saved.

The missionary ship avoided the airport and the densely populated orbital defense arrays, slowly approaching the desolate areas of the planet.

"Get ready to enter the landing capsule. May the savior protect us..."

The tall believer looked at the three-dimensional holographic electronic map on the console and spoke to everyone.

After the saints had paid their respects and prayed, they each went about preparing themselves.

They will be airdropped into Mathila via a landing capsule.

Inside the cabin, the servitors were busy shuttling between the passages.

Apart from the missionary saints, the rest of the people on board this missionary ship are servitors responsible for operating and maintaining the ship.

boom--

The ship rocked violently.

Many saints were not careful and fell to the ground.

Some of the robot servants even crashed directly into the mechanical facilities, emitting violent sparks.

The saint in charge shouted, "We are under attack from the macro cannon. Counterattack immediately!"

That was an attack from an enemy ship.

Their ship was discovered by the warships of Mattila and attacked with heavy artillery fire.

Harris had already issued orders to the naval fleet to intercept any ships of unknown origin, especially those coming from the direction of the planet Ers.

The saints and the servitors finally controlled the ships to fight back.

However, this is just a missionary ship and cannot be equipped with too many weapons.

The light spear hit the void shield of the enemy warship, leaving a few ripples but unable to cause any damage at all.

And the missionary ship didn't even have a chance to escape.

The enemy sent three cruisers and several frigates to intercept from several directions.

This missionary ship, which is only one kilometer long, is like a lamb that has strayed into a pack of wolves.

The enemy fleet began to concentrate its fire.

The missionary ship's void shield shook violently and shattered after just one round of attack.

After the void shield collapsed, it was hit by the enemy ship's interference macro cannon.

The engine shut down completely.

Inside the bridge.

The saints looked at each other in silence.

There is nowhere to escape.

They could hear the loud sound of ships breaking apart and the sound of gunfire coming closer and closer.

The enemy fighters have boarded the ship.

"Get on board!"

The captain of the royal guard roared and was the first to land on the ship through the breach.

The rest of the royal guards also quickly boarded the ship.

They rushed straight towards the bridge.

Bang bang bang!
Suddenly, the incoming bullets hit the power armor of the captain of the royal guard, making a clanging sound.

He frowned at the attacker, as if insulted:
"This is the enemy's warrior? This is absolutely ridiculous!"

He sighed and split the shoddy robot servant that launched the attack into two halves.

The attack power of these mechanical servants is not as good as that of ordinary human warriors.

The royal guards tore apart the attacking mecha servants along the way and reached the bridge.

They saw nearly two hundred humans who looked like believers gathered in the center of the bridge.

The believers knelt on the ground, bowed their heads and placed their hands on their hearts, as if they were performing some kind of ceremony.

A royal guard looked at the saints and felt strange:
"Boss, what are those charlatans doing?" Another royal guard sneered, "I guess they are begging for our forgiveness?"

"Catch him alive and interrogate him immediately"

The captain of the royal guards looked cold:

“Boys, make good use of the torture techniques you have learned.

Get the information we want out of these charlatans' mouths!"

The missionary saints ignored the approaching royal guards, as if these warriors did not exist.

They clutched the savior pendant on their chests tightly and prayed silently.

"Damn you charlatan!"

This strange scene made the royal guards angry, and some of them raised their bolter rifles and started firing.

Several missionary saints fell silently, while the rest of the saints continued to kneel on the ground and pray silently.

The captain of the royal guard stepped forward.

He suddenly grabbed the tall saint who was leading the group and broke his arm fiercely:

"Speak! Where are you from?"

The tall saint looked up at the captain of the royal guard with a pious and peaceful expression.

He smiled:
"For the Savior..."

When the tall saint said this, his body seemed to have some reaction and quickly dehydrated and dried up.

The nano-silicon in his body quickly devoured his flesh and blood, completely destroying his genetic information.

Under the surprised gaze of the captain of the royal guard.

The entire body of the tall saint turned into white sand, which fell from his hands to the ground, leaving only his robes.

"How is this going?"

Afterwards, there was another exclamation from the royal guards nearby.

Almost all the missionary saints turned into white sand at the same time.

The royal guards were stunned when they saw the sand on the ground.

This strange scene was beyond everyone's imagination.

They realized that the enemy was not simple.

Then the missionary ship shook violently and the light went out.

The red alarm lights reflected on the tense faces of all the royal guards.

The captain of the royal guard thought of something.

He roared and gave orders: "Retreat!"

While giving the order, he turned and ran out of the bridge.

Upon seeing this, the other guards of the royal court quickly gathered together and ran after their captain.

We must evacuate this damn place as soon as possible!

This is the voice of the royal guards.

Of course they knew what was going to happen, because their great Majesty liked this trick.

His Majesty asked technical craftsmen to carry out special modifications on the ship.

Once the ship completely loses control, the hidden mechanical device will be activated to blow up the ship.

Die together with the enemy!
However, the royal guards did not expect that the enemy would use this trick on them.

The royal guards fled for their lives.

One minute, give them another minute and they can escape!

However it was still too late.

boom! ! !
As the dull electronic sound stopped, the explosion started from the bridge and gradually spread to the entire missionary ship.

The royal guards who were running wildly in the corridors of the ship were engulfed by the flames one after another.

in space.

A dull fire lit up, and the missionary ship was shattered into pieces in the violent explosion.

Several frigates were hit because they were too close, causing considerable damage.

On the bridge of the cruiser.

The fleet commander in charge of the interception fell silent when he saw this scene, and a trickle of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Just now, he sent a victory message to His Majesty...

What to do now?
……

Mattila, atmosphere.

Hundreds of torpedo-like drop pods were scattered throughout the atmosphere and began to slowly fall.

The missionary ships were just bait, their real purpose was to cover these torpedo landing pods equipped with advanced shielded radars.

They avoided important defense arrays and landed in various desolate areas outside the planet's hive.

The torpedo landing module burned under the friction of the atmosphere, like a spark from the sky...

(End of this chapter)