Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 340: The Empire's Support, Three Barrels of Suicide Mission

Regent Guilliman gave the order to support Baal.

Led by Macragge's Glory, a massive support fleet is gathering in the void, including hundreds of large ships and numerous battle groups.

That was nearly half of the forces of the Indomitable Expedition's Second Fleet.

Full of the Empire's troops.

The most powerful force among them is the enhanced version of the Space Marine that has been studied by the Great Magus Belisarius Cawl for nearly ten thousand years - the Primaris Space Marine.

There are tens of thousands of them.

These Primaris Space Marines are taller, stronger, more powerful, and more loyal!

The Regent believes that this force will be well equipped to handle the war in Baal.

Give the Tyranids a powerful counterattack!
now.

The Indomitable Expedition support fleet is ready to go...

Regent Sanctuary Study.

Bookcases hundreds of meters high stood quietly, light was shining down from the glazed dome, and the fine dust in the air slowly fell in this soft light.

Aide-de-camp Felix walked in, trying his best to control his steps and make almost no sound.

He knew the Primarch liked silence.

In contrast to his movements was his three-meter-tall body, set off by the blue armor with gold trim.

It looks very imposing.

Felix was one of the first Primaris Space Marines to be successfully transformed by the Archmagos Cawl.

Ten thousand years ago, shortly after the end of the Horus Heresy, he was sent to Mars as an excellent candidate to participate in the Primaris transformation technology experiment.

Within the next ten thousand standard Terra years.

This warrior has been in a state of suspended animation in cryogenic hibernation, undergoing complex experiments, and will be awakened during this period for further hypnotic indoctrination to ensure his loyalty.

All that Felix endured was not in vain, and the Primaris transformation of his body was successful.

more importantly.

The resurrection of his genetic father, the Primarch of the Ultramarines, Robouti Guilliman, allowed the Primaris to see the light of day again.

after that.

Filax participated in the Indomitable Crusade, performed outstandingly in the war, and was appreciated by the Primarch.

Became the Primarch's attendant.

Not only that.

The Primarch himself broke the limits he had set in the Codex Astartes and founded the 11th Company of the Ultramarines, appointing him as its Captain.

Such a gift is truly profound.

Felix tried his best to fulfill his responsibilities, hoping that he could bear this gift.

The regent noticed the approaching footsteps. He put down the documents and raised his head: "Felix, have you found the route to Baal?"

"My Lord, the think tanks have found a route that can be passed, but they have also issued a warning..."

Felix said softly:

"They said that such a large-scale passage would likely attract the attention of the abominations of the Warp."

"We have always been under the watchful eyes of Chaos. Those evil gods and my fallen brothers are always trying to attack me and take my life."

The Regent thought about it and made a decision: "We can't delay any longer, let the support fleet set off!"

Baal is one of the hubs of the dark side and cannot afford to lose.

If we delay any further.

They might miss the Battle of Baal, leading to even more unpredictable consequences.

"Yes, my lord."

Felix nodded and immediately sent an order to the support fleet to set sail.

after awhile.

The light in the sanctuary study became slightly dimmer, the glazed sky was also covered with armor, and slight vibrations could be felt around it.

no doubt.

The Glory of Macragge and its support fleet have entered the warp.

Guilliman gathered the documents and stood up, walking towards the corridor of the study: "Felix, walk with me..."

Many things cannot be seen from the documents.

He needs to communicate more with his subordinates to obtain more detailed information.

The aide straightened up, feeling honored but also a little nervous:
"Yes, my lord!"

Guilliman patted the aide-de-camp's shoulder with his big hand, causing the other party to stiffen.

See this.

He had no choice but to withdraw his hand and said as gently as possible:
“When you face me, don’t be tense all the time, and don’t have too much blind worship for me. You must treat me as a living person.

There are no gods in this universe, those are just entities with more power.

Including my father, the Emperor of the Empire..."

The Regent never tires of emphasizing this point to prevent his subordinates from having blind religious worship of him.

He wanted to be a living person.

Instead of being deified like that father.

Suffering from the pain of faith.

Actually.

He has felt the presence of more faith recently, and there is no doubt that the blind worship of him by the people below has deepened.

"This is really troublesome. I don't know how Brother Ron will deal with all this..." Guilliman thought.

The Regent took Felix for a walk on the trail, and asked him about some of the situations in the chapters and the army, as well as Felix's views on some issues.

He quite likes this form of conversation.

Although this will inevitably cause those who talk to him to feel some pressure.

zizi~
As Guilliman and Felix walked, the light source became unstable.

A pale pink-gray mist filled the air, and the candlelight flickered.

On the trail not far ahead.

A gorgeous shadow gradually became solid, with fair skin, delicate makeup, and a long snake tail coiled and swaying.

"Lord, be careful!"

Felix immediately drew out his power sword and activated the decomposition field alert.

"My good brother."

The slightly shrill voice of the former Imperial Phoenix and Fallen Primarch appeared, and he licked it with his sharp tongue: "Finally I caught you, maybe we can have some fun..."

He planned for a long time before he had the opportunity to intercept Guilliman here.

The voice just fell.

The entire ship began to shake violently, and the Regent's communication channel continued to receive warnings of the attack.

now.

The Sea of ​​Souls roared and churned, and the waves of the Warp pushed the support fleet deeper into the depths.

It deviated from its course.

Groups of hungry demons in the waves attacked the fleet!
of course.

The biggest threat is still the fallen primarch before us.

Guilliman signaled Felix to step back, as this situation was not something the aide could handle.

He looked at Fugen, who had been corrupted beyond recognition and was full of lustful aura, with anger in his eyes and a hint of heartache: "How dare you appear in front of me? Look at what you have become!"

"Is not it good?"

Fugen twisted his body and sneered: "When you enjoy this pleasure, you will know how wonderful it is. Your loyalty is so blind, and I pursue higher art and perfection!"

He drew the Blade of Raal.

The poisonous thorn that killed Guilliman.

Fugen taunted, "Look at what you look like now. You are nothing more than a corpse that is relying on alien machinery to survive. Or I can help you die. Come on, continue our duel and put an end to all this!"

Ten thousand years later, he challenged Guilliman to a duel again, confident that he could kill him once again.

Bang!
Guilliman ignored the other party's sarcasm and ignited the flames of the Emperor's Sword.

He took a fighting stance.

He sighed deeply: "If my father saw your ugly androgynous appearance, he would never forgive you!"

Hear the words.

Fugen's pupils shrank, and he couldn't help revealing a hint of fear.

But then he became angry at himself for showing fear and losing composure in front of Guilliman.

He shouted:

"The cursed one has turned into dry bones and cannot move. Sooner or later, I will tear his bones apart and throw them into the abyss for the banshees to desecrate!"

Although Fugen was a little afraid of the father.

But this is deep in the subspace, and the opponent is half dead, with no way to spread his influence here.

however.

As soon as he finished speaking, some kind of fluctuation occurred in the subspace, and the shrill howling of demons was heard.

Fugen felt even more deeply.

He seemed to have seen something extremely terrifying, and even his voice returned to being a man's: "No... Impossible!"

The fallen Primarch became terrified and completely lost the courage to stay here. He turned and fled like a stray dog, and hurriedly dived into the pink mist.

Only a shrill scream was left, as if being dragged away by something:

"Father...don't!"

Subsequently.

The trail returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

at the same time.

The Macragge's Glory also stabilized.

The sudden change made Guilliman unable to react and he thought he was going to have a fierce battle.

I didn't expect that fallen brother to escape like this.

"The Emperor is above, He has blessed us..."

do not know when.

Felix knelt on the ground and prayed to the Emperor in a slightly fanatical tone, with a hint of disbelief in his voice.

Guilliman was somewhat helpless.

It seemed like the father had done something again and appeared here, but he just couldn't seem to feel it.

"Felix, get up. My father, the emperor, does not like people kneeling to him. We do not need to worship anyone!"

He forcefully asked the attendant to stand up.

Felix obeyed the order and stood up, telling the sacred experience that had just happened:

He saw a tall figure in the hazy golden light.

That is undoubtedly the great emperor.

It was He who drove away the evil in the Warp and protected the support fleet!
after that.

Many eyewitness reports came in. Some people saw the emperor with wings on his back, some saw the golden sun, or tall warriors in golden armor.

Everyone claimed that it was the Great Emperor.

Some even saw the Golden Emperor angrily beating a crying female demon with a snake tail.

Some think tanks see a richer picture or symbol:

In the tide of the Warp, demons attempted to capsize our ships and devour people's souls, but golden angels, saints and many golden walls blocked all evil spirits.

Rumble. Guilliman walked to an observation window of the sanctuary and opened the outer armor.

then.

He saw a strange phenomenon.

In the chaotic subspace, there was a road formed by golden light in front of the fleet, guiding the fleet forward.

His father expelled the demons that were blocking the fleet, allowing him to support Bal and the Ron brothers more quickly.

That certainly surprised the Regent, but it also gave him a headache.

this incident.

The entire fleet witnessed so many miraculous phenomena that the atheism he had been promoting for a long time was shattered.

He didn't know how to turn this around.

“Father…”

Guilliman sighed and said, "Don't you hate others seeing you as a god? Why do you create so many deceptive images?"

If Ron were here, it would explain all this.

It was not voluntary.

Rather, it is the spontaneous impact caused by the use of faith energy that causes believers to see different phantoms of the objects of their worship.

Generally speaking, it's the subspace's fault.

This idealistic place that cannot be explained by science always affects people's spirit.

soon.

The Regent put the matter aside for the time being.

There are bigger troubles ahead.

Due to the interference of demons, they deviated from the planned route and got lost in the depths of the warp.

This seriously delayed their arrival.

Fortunately.

There is still a glimmer of hope for recovery.

The Indomitable Expedition support fleet gathered the impacted warships, collectively adjusted their course, and then followed the direction indicated by the golden light.

Continue to the Baal system.

While the Regent led the fleet to support Bal.

Holy Terra also received corresponding orders.

After the meeting, the High Lords also sent out many star messages to contact all the Space Marine chapters that could be contacted.

I hope they can send troops to Bar to participate in the battle.

There is no way around it.

The previous battle in the Underworld Galaxy had consumed all the mortal troops that were able to reach the nearby area.

Currently, only the Space Marines can move more quickly in the dark side or break through the blockade of the Tyranid Shadow.

At the call of the Regent and Holy Terra.

Many warbands with spare strength sent troops to support Bal.

……

Near the Baal system.

airspace.

A shabby ship with a mottled green paint slowly stopped, its iconic chapter star symbol flickering in the light of the stars.

It was the battle barge of the People's Children Chapter.

Inside the cabin.

There was a wanted poster for a Space Marine pinned to the wall.

There was a portrait of a wanted heretic on it: the warrior was not wearing a helmet, had a smile on his slightly fat face, and was holding two bottles of red wine.

This is the only image left by the monitoring equipment at the crime scene.

According to the information on the wanted warrant.

This daring space warrior is named San Tong.

Of course, he has many other titles, such as the shame of the human empire, the great heretic, the glutton who goes to the kitchen eight times a day, and so on.

This guy's life is a legend.

According to the recollections of a similarly disdainful collector, Tracin.

Santonglai was born somewhere outside the Holy Terra Palace.

His father had served a long career in the Astra Militarum and survived, and by some strange coincidence had his files mixed up with the son of another high-ranking Terran official.

As a result, he got a job as an editor in the palace, which made his family's class leap forward in one fell swoop, turning him into a high-level tool of Holy Terra and an elite in the eyes of the poor.

San Tong himself was also lucky enough.

When he was 14 years old, he accidentally entered a brothel controlled by genestealers.

Unfortunately, he was kicked out because he had no money, but luckily he met the Ministry of Justice who came to raid his place.

and so.

Sandong suddenly had an idea and reported the brothel, which led to a fierce firefight. During the firefight, he got carried away and picked up the Melta and killed a Genestealer.

Rescued a member of the Legal Department.

This feat was noticed by the servants of a Space Marine Chapter, who recommended him to a chapter he did not want to mention, where he underwent genetic modification surgery.

Also awakened psychic powers.

At the beginning.

The powerful psychic potential of San Tong delighted the Librarians of the Chapter, who even predicted that he had the ability to become the Chief.

But for more than ten years, he only learned how to use his terrifying spiritual power to form a barrier to protect himself.

Apart from that, nothing can be done.

This completely dashed the think tanks' hopes.

after that.

Because of his amazing enthusiasm for eating and his ability to lead people astray, Santong did a lot of terrible things.

The Chapter was ashamed to mention his name and excluded him from the battle formation.

Let it die on its own.

This was an act of kindness, and the Chapter was already showing great mercy by not putting him on trial.

But the three barrels are not without progress and achievements.

In one battle, he used his psychic powers to resist attacks in extreme anger and saved a Moon-class cruiser.

Saved the STC fragments that were regarded as treasures by the Mechanicus.

This feat earned him a generous reward from the Mechanicus and an exaggerated title - Human Void Shield.

after that.

Sandong then mingled everywhere and came into contact with many war groups.

For example, Space Wolves, Salamanders, etc.

He even stayed with the Salamanders and fought with them for four years.

When San Tong wandered around for several years and returned to the chapter monastery again, he sadly discovered that he had become the last Space Marine of the chapter.

The rest of his battle-brothers died in the war with the Necrons.

This rendered the entire regiment virtually ineffective, with almost no assets left.

This made San Tong fall into sadness.

Later, he learned from his mistakes and decided to reorganize the regiment according to the holy code and restore the glory of the regiment.

But sadly.

Due to the bad reputation of the Three Barrels, he was not allowed to continue using the name of his original regiment, so as not to tarnish its sanctity.

resignedly.

He had no choice but to change his name to a new one, which was Son of the People.

After Triton reorganized the chapter, he worked hard to develop some Space Marines, but most of the time, it was in a state of poverty.

It does not even receive any resource support from the Ministry of the Interior.

to this end.

He had to lead the soldiers to make a living on their own and engaged in some shady activities.

For example, disguising the equipment of the Chapter as Salamanders products and selling it on the black market at a high price;

Sell ​​items stolen from orc pirates to certain governors, and then threaten to report the governor to the Inquisition for holding heretical artifacts, in order to extort money and troops;
It claimed that an important STC appeared somewhere, luring many Mechanicus factions to fight for it, and a fierce war broke out with the Space Death Dynasty. Afterwards, the Mechanicus discovered that the STC could only produce some kind of silicone blasphemous items.

These actions triggered a rigorous investigation of Sandong by the trial court, but nothing was found.

The most recent one.

The three barrels sneaked into the treasury of a high lord and stole a lot of priceless red wine.

This also completely angered the high lord, who issued a wanted order and prepared to try and investigate this notorious warband.

Give severe punishment.

pity.

San Tong had already escaped with his soldiers in his broken boat.

however.

They still couldn't escape the pursuit of the Inquisition because the one who did it was the famous madman, High Inquisitor Greyfax.

She chased San Tong all the way to the dark side of the empire and finally intercepted him.

now.

Greyfax's finely crafted explosive crossbow was pointed at San Tong's head.

More importantly, the Inquisition's warships have already targeted this broken ship that is almost falling apart.

"Lord Greyfax, could you please let me finish this glass of wine?"

San Tong held the precious glass of red wine, feeling like crying but without tears.

The soldiers around them quickly drank up the red wine in their glasses, fearing that the upcoming conflict would ruin these delicious foods.

These guys have been suffering for many years and are tired of being poor.

Snapped!
The finely crafted bolt crossbow smashed three barrels of wine glasses, and the precious red wine splashed all over his face.

of course.

San Tong did not resist, nor did he explode to kill. On the one hand, he was being watched by the warships of the Inquisition, and on the other hand, he would not betray the Empire.

Although he was involved in some shady activities, his heart was always loyal to the empire!
Greyfax sneered and announced the trial of San Tong and others by the Inquisition.

They were sentenced to carry out combat missions on Baal to resist the Tyranid swarm, and they were not allowed to retreat until the last man fell or the war ended!
This is already a kind of forgiveness.

If the Battle of Baal had not required warriors, they would have faced far more severe punishment.

Santong and other soldiers were put on trial.

of course.

This doesn't mean they have pleaded guilty, but that Barr needs them.

after that.

The Human Son's battle barge set sail again, heading for the Baal system.
-
Dream, the sanctuary of the savior.

"Why is there no signal? Did we enter the turbulent zone of the subspace?"

Ron used a special psychic communication device to contact the Regent, preparing to inquire about the other party's arrival time so as to further plan the battle plan to resist Leviathan in Baal.

But he found that he couldn't contact the other party.

suddenly.

Ron sensed the huge fluctuations in the subspace...

(End of this chapter)