Warhammer, Rogue Trader Notes

"It's really a harsh request. I can't promise you. On the ground, we don't have enough advantages to capture a wizard alive. Besides, he is a believer in the Lord of Change." The role of a psyker on the battlefield Often decisive, these are the ones to hit hard in battle.

"It doesn't matter, you just need to do your best, and leave the rest to us. Let your men prepare for action. Human beings, after a while, your boat will become clean." The unicorn didn't care about Sig at all. According to Hall's tone, he believes that Siegel will eventually succumb to reality and cooperate with them.

"Order: All vehicles in the weapon compartment of the ship are transferred to the delivery deck to prepare for the next landing operation on Planet Mori. After completing the current combat missions, all combat units will wait on the delivery deck with their respective organizational systems. Further orders." Siegel issued his request to the command deck through the communication beads.

"Are you satisfied?" Siegel turned to talk to the unicorn in front of him in the spoken language of the Eldar, "I hope you and your companions will not cause me unnecessary trouble."

"Don't worry, we will hide ourselves well." The unicorn slowly hid himself into the darkness.

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Soon, the Golden Journey arrived in the orbit above the planet Mori, and after communicating with the Astartes cruiser on the side, it was learned that the Astartes monks of the Imperial Fist had been parachuted by orbit and the Tzeentch army on the ground. There was a war.

Since the subspace rift lies across the ground of the ceremony, it is equivalent to a natural void shield. After being distorted by the subspace, the shells of the orbital bombardment cannot accurately hit the ground target, and after the war group think tank studied the ritual of the Tzeentch wizard , the conclusion is that rashly destroying this planet may cause further expansion of the rift, and this place is likely to become the exit of chaos invading the physical universe until the rift is naturally closed.

A feasible solution is to first stop the ritual of the followers of Chaos; the psykers on the ship study this ritual to counter-spell, try to close or weaken the cracks on the planet, and finally destroy the planet completely.

The Emperor's Fist has been fighting the chaos believers on the ground for some time. From the communication, the commander of the Emperor's Fist ship said that they don't need Siegel's help. Their strength is enough to destroy the chaos on the planet.

[You continue to talk, I will listen seriously. ] It’s not that Siegel doesn’t like the Imperial Fist, how would he describe his opinion of the Imperial Fist.

They're kinda cute if you don't have to deal with them.

The Imperial Fist's attitude towards mortals is probably the average level in the Astartes, of course, there must be differences between individuals.

Of course, Siegel would not deal with other forces with stereotypes, otherwise he would have been buried in the wilderness long ago.However, communications with the Imperial Fist sometimes require a bit of brainpower to understand what they mean.

"Thank you for your kindness, Lord Foster. Your strength is not enough to face such a battlefield. Your starship should be put into more important naval battles."

Try to put it another way: "It's dangerous down there, and your people are going to be sent away. You should go and repel the Chaos fleet, and then shake enough people to give this group of B who believe in the big bird a ruthless blow."

Come on, Siegel felt that he should deploy the combat troops as soon as possible.

There is no special landing port on the Golden Journey, and the delivery speed of the entire force is actually very slow, but fortunately, the assembly step has been completed, and no more time was wasted.

"Let me go down." Gloria also came to the delivery deck, looking at Siegel who was standing straight, he was directing the troops to board the transport plane, the team led by him, Remulle and Laurentina It will be the first team to land on Planet Maury.

"Did you see the ghostly appearance of the planet?" Siegel raised his chin to indicate the colorful planet.

"I saw it, so I think I should go." Gloria replied, the long spear on her back was particularly conspicuous.

"No one is a fool. If I don't go down, this group of people will collapse soon."

"No, they have been well trained, neither the deep sea hunters nor the guards of Sintila will be so vulnerable." Gloria defended Siegel's men.

"But they will have doubts, and doubts will give rise to heresy. Here, any doubts will be infinitely magnified." Siegel suddenly smiled, and he continued to Gloria: "In addition to honor, this battle has nothing to do with it." For what it's worth, are you going to prevent me from taking the honor?"

Siegel waved his hand, and a servo skull floated over. With the flickering of the prosthetic eyes on the servo skull, he began his own pre-mobilization.

"Ladies and gentlemen." Siegel's voice echoed on the ship, "I will follow you to hell. To be honest, there is no wealth on the planet below. Chaos destroyed this planet. All the value of a planet. But as we descend to the surface of that planet to unleash the Emperor's wrath on our enemies, the planet will be conquered by our honor, our courage, our loyalty!"

"The evil plans of the enemies of the Empire must be stopped. The time has come to prove our worth to the Emperor and the Empire. This is why we landed on this planet without hesitation! We will not accept any other results except victory and honor!"

"The will of Santos is with us! Frost shall never fall!"

"Now, go!"

After finishing his own mobilization, Siegel went straight onto the transport plane.

Gloria could only look at Siegel's back worriedly. After all, some objective problems in the Foster family have not been resolved yet.

Volume 4 Siegel Foster: Chapter [-] Changes ([-])

After they passed through the atmosphere of Planet Mori in a transport plane, several furious interceptors escorting them took the lead in attacking with the heavy laser cannons at the front end. Two Marauder bombers took this opportunity to dive towards the ground, dropping high-explosive bombs to clear a field for the subsequent landing forces.

Albertson was driving the Fury Interceptor, and controlled the heavy laser cannon on the nose to smash the oncoming Screaming Flying Shark. The two wingmen were students he taught during this period.

Albertson himself has indeed made great achievements in battle. He once fought against the green-skinned orc aviation team in the Calixis sector, and the Imperial HNA has faced various opponents.

The aviation units of the aliens have their own specialties. For different opponents, the Imperial Navy will also adopt different plans.The Screaming Shark is a rare air force melee unit, and the Fury Interceptor's solid hull and heavy armor are a good choice.

The Fury passed through groups of screaming flying sharks, attracting their attention, and the subsequent bombers and transport planes were able to pass through this airspace.

Laurentina led her most elite deep-sea hunters to descend directly to the surface of the planet. They used chainsaws and light guns to clean up the chaos believers who survived the explosion and the splintering Tzeentch imps.

Planet Mori, which was originally a paradise for believers of the Four Gods, is now the mainstream of Tzeentch's believers and magic army.It's a pity that there will be no scenes of alliance and anti-chaos here. The believers of chaos have only one end, and that is death.

In the core area of ​​the star ceremony, the battle of the Imperial Fists attracted the attention of most of the enemies, only the surrounding Chaos believers and Tzeentch demon army noticed these uninvited guests who fell from the sky.

A team composed of Chaos believers and a small group of Tzeentch demons surrounded them. Laurentina quickly directed the deep sea hunters to push back their battle lines to ensure the space and safety of the landing site.

Chaos demons have various abilities, but the Tzeentch Demon Army is indeed better at long-range mutual shooting.

It's hard to say whether Siegel's pre-war mobilization played a role or whether the armed sailors of the Foster family themselves were well-trained.Although many of them faced the daemons of the warp for the first time, the sailors in arms quickly adapted to their opponents.

Laurentina waved the chain saw ax in her hand, and the chain saw, which was almost as tall as her, was waved very easily in her hand. Every time the three-layer saw blade turned, it would take the life of a chaotic believer.She raised her foot and kicked down a Tzeentch pink demon in front of her.

The heavy saw blade hit the strange face of Tzeentch Powder Demon. Laurentina turned on the switch of the chain saw, and the three layers of saw blades wanted to interlock, just like a cooking machine, beating the Powder Demon under the saw blade into scum , Pink, blue, yellow, and unknown substances are flying everywhere.

During this period, other armed sailors continued to descend to this area, and the landing site became larger and more stable. Finally, the first transport plane successfully landed on the ground.

Two Chimeras drove down from the cabin, followed by Siegel and Karoo. The Chimera armored vehicles provided a certain amount of armor for the ground troops.

With several Leman Russ successfully transported to the ground, the front of the entire landing field has indeed stabilized and gradually expanded outwards.

In addition to the [-] armed sailors who have undergone standard military training, there are also a large number of ordinary sailors who are thrown into the battlefield with weapons and a large number of machine servants.While the armed sailors spread out the range of the landing site, these people and machine servants were building basic fortifications with various construction machinery.

Field airfields, command centers, trenches.

A very manageable small imperial military base has been established. Although everything is done very well, at least the efficiency of transportation up and down the track has been improved a lot.

A battery of 6 petrified lizards was successfully deployed on the surface of the planet, and the Hydra tank was responsible for the air defense operations of the base

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Albertson's furious interceptor added a lot of kill marks, but unfortunately, a wingman remained on the planet Mori forever.

After completing the defense facilities of the frontline base, Skadi asked Laurentina to lead the peripheral armed sailors back to the base through the field communication, and they will now start the next step.

The battlefield communication cannot contact the Imperial Fist fighters everywhere in the core of the battlefield. They need to go through the encirclement circle formed by Tzeentch believers and demons, find them and establish a battlefield connection, so that the petrified lizard self-propelled artillery in the rear can Provide the best support for the Emperor's Angels of Death.

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Undoubtedly, Razek was swayed by Uzekiel, and the planned ceremony was not so big.Although the process of the ceremony is already halfway through, the effect is much better than before.But the power of the empire obviously noticed him, and he could feel that those annoying, extremely disgusting genetically engineered creations were advancing towards the center of the ceremony.

Fortunately, the huge number of Tzeentch demons and believers hindered their progress. As long as the energy accumulation in the subspace vortex triggered by the ceremony reaches its peak and the souls of 999 psykers are offered at the same time, the ceremony will be completely completed.

At that time, no one can prevent the subspace storm from completely sealing off the Dakou Passage, and the expanded area will completely belong to Chaos, to the Lord of Change, and to him——Razek.

"If I were you, I wouldn't declare my victory so easily." Uzekiel's annoying voice sounded from the bottom of his heart again.

"Shut up, Uzekiel, I won't believe any of your words anymore. When I am promoted to the Demon Prince of the Lord of Change, I might be in the mood to listen to your flattery."

"Oh, then I'll wait for the day you are promoted to the devil prince, my master..." Uzekiel did not hide the mockery in his tone, and it admitted that it had indeed relaxed its vigilance against the Tzeentch wizard. As a result, I have now fallen into this field.

It's just that Tzeentch's disciples always have a plan in hand, even if they didn't before, when Razek held it in his hand, Uzekiel had already thought of countless ways to get out.

"As planned..."

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On the edge of the chaotic battlefield on the planet Mori, most of the people guarding here are ordinary chaotic believers. Facing the power of Astartes, these people can't do anything at all.And the collapse of their morale is likely to cause a chain reaction, which even Chaos understands.

Although the battle is raging in the center of the battlefield, even here they will hear the battle cry of the space warriors. Everyone wants to kill the false emperor, and everyone fears the false emperor.

Even the demons of the warp dare not call him by his first name.

But from behind their line of defense, there was also the roar of engines, and soon after, the armored force of the Empire composed of Chimera and Leman Russ appeared behind them.

"We are the God Emperor's storm, crushing his enemies, go!"

Half of Remulle's body was exposed outside the Chimera's turret. She mounted a heavy flamethrower on the turret of the chariot, and the angry flames ignited the surrounding Chaos believers.

Siegel and Karoo are also in this Chimera, and Skadi is in another Chimera. They lead this mechanized assault team, preparing to break through the encirclement created by the Chaos believers and find the Imperial Fist .Behind them, Laurentina led the main force to ensure that the passage would not be taken back by the Chaos believers.

As for the buffoons, Siegel believes they're already on this planet, just doesn't know what the hell they're up to.

Volume [-] Siegel Foster: Chapter [-] Changes (End)

In the center of the battlefield, the Astartes of the Imperial Fist marched in a group towards the site of the ceremony.Compared with Tzeentch's various monsters and ordinary believers outside the battlefield, the emperor's angels of death faced far more chaotic forces than the periphery.

The various demons of the Tzeentch Demon Army became the main forces on the battlefield, pink demons and fire demons constituted the main force, and sporadic gods and fire demons could be seen mixed in.

Unlike their brethren, the Black Templar, the Imperial Fists are not particularly passionate in battle, though they still use battle cries to intimidate their enemies and motivate each other.It's just... to be honest, the Black Templar is sometimes... too noisy.

Relying on a Terminator team and a Rand Raider, a dozen Astartes of the Imperial Fists were blocked from the periphery of the ceremony site, and Priest Elan even saw the sinister figure on the high altar.

As the raid lengthened, more and more demons and followers of Tzeentch were attracted to their place, and the way forward was blocked by the enemies of the empire.

Relying on the wreckage of the Land Marauder and the airborne pod as a cover, they planned to stabilize the current results first, accumulate strength, and strive to reach the evil Chaos Wizard in the next assault.

Priest Elan waved the staff of the priest and smashed the head of a Tzeentch monster, and then blasted the blue monster crawling out with a bolter with his backhand. He watched more and more enemies gather in front of them. These Tzeentch followers They even took the initiative to weaken their rear defenses in an attempt to force them away.

But at this time, the Imperial Fist will not take a step back. Pastor Elan found Captain Alaric in the battle: "Alaric, we can't stop our pace, even if I don't know psychics, I can tell Chaos' ritual is drawing to a close. We must stop him!"

"Priest Elan, our signal contact with the strike cruiser has been cut off. The think tanks are preparing the anti-curse of the chaos ritual on the cruiser, and we cannot get support from the orbit." Alaric cut a man in half with a chainsaw sword A huge mutant, "Where is Brother Archie? I can't hear his voice on the communicator."

"He fell." During the transformation operation of the Imperial Fist, Suan's meninges, the organ that controls the suspended animation of the Astartes monks, failed. For the combat brothers of the Imperial Fist, falling usually means real death.

A strong discomfort suddenly emerged in his heart, and shame and irritability enveloped the heart of the Imperial Fist company commander.It was a strong sense of self-blame, which made him feel extra irritable. Alaric held his chest with his hands, feeling the Ostik token he was wearing.

This is an ornament made from the bones of dead battle brothers.The Imperial Fist will collect the bones of the monks who died in battle, engrave the deeds of the owner of the bones on them, and wear them with them.

For a combat brother of the Imperial Fist, this is often the most precious item. Captain Alaric calmed down his mood.

This feeling is Rogal Dorn's legacy to the Imperial Fists, and as time goes on, Imperial Fists battle-brothers can become very stubborn, they won't tolerate defeat; The more critical you are with others, the less tolerant you are of mistakes and shortcomings.

And the final result is that the battle monk of the Imperial Fist will become completely autistic, and will not accept any instructions other than fighting.

The reason for everything is the dedication of the Imperial Fists, which will allow them to constantly impose greater responsibilities and pressure on themselves, and the warband's respect for the culture of pain also stems from this.

"Alaric, wake up, the battle is still going on, our time is running out!"

"Everyone, check the ammo!"

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Razek chanted a mantra that no one could understand on the altar. The ceremony had reached the final step. Razek was full of joy of victory. He felt that he had never felt so good. Cooperate with him to complete the ceremony.

He felt that the huge subspace energy was like an arm, and everyone on the battlefield was under his control. Whether it was the Imperial Navy, the Lord of Slaanesh, or the Great Demon Tzeentch, they would all become Rajah. A footnote to Zeke's great career.

Razek believed that his perfect plan would definitely please the Lord of Changes, and the promotion was getting closer and closer to him. Razek seemed to feel the power of the Lord of Changes. With the perfect fall of the last syllable, he planned so After a long time, the most proud and profound ceremony was completed.

Next, as long as 999 psykers are killed, the entire expansion area will completely belong to him!

Razek brandished the staff of Urzekir in his hand with pride, and his mortal assistants saw his signal and stabbed the psyker slaves in the back of the head with the sacrificial sword.

The screams of the psyker's soul echoed in the warp. Razek believed that this was the most beautiful music he had ever heard. He seemed to see victory beckoning to him!

only……

Nothing happened……

"What's going on?!" Wizard Tzeentch was angry, but the stick of Uzekiel in his hand didn't make any sound at this time, it was so quiet and obedient.

"what happened?!"

"Why is it useless!"

Razek used his controlling staff to turn the surrounding mortal servants into flesh and blood, and blue psionic lightning flew everywhere.

"Of course it won't succeed." The sudden voice attracted Razek's attention. He looked at a mortal servant beside him. He was no different from other servants. He didn't have any spiritual power. He was so weak and powerless. But his words made Razek's heart cold.

The servant lifted his hood, revealing his face and the Slaanesh crest on his face, and he smiled strangely at Razek.

"The Faceless Lord wants me to say hello to you. He needs a psyker as a communication beacon." After saying that, the Slaanesh believer cut his own throat with a ritual sword and killed himself.

"what!!!!!!!!!!"

Razek was furious, and his anger could only be vented on the useless corpse. He felt that the soul of the Slaanesh disciple had slipped from his hands.

The huge spiritual power futilely turned the corpse into powder, but this did not calm down Razek's anger. He couldn't believe that the plan he had planned for so long would fall short in the end.

"Falling short of success? Of course not, the way to make up is actually very simple." A sharp voice suddenly sounded from his heart.

"How to make it up?" Razek couldn't wait to grab the last straw, and didn't notice how different his inner voice was, it wasn't Uzekiel's voice at all.

"There is no problem with your ceremony from the layout to the design idea. If you want the ceremony to continue, you just need to make up for the missing psykers."

"As for where to find new psykers, aren't you just a ready-made psyker? Hahaha, ahahahaha, hahahahahahaha." The sharp laughter almost shattered Razek's thinking.

Razek finally realized who was talking to him, and he picked up a ritual sword from the ground with dull eyes.Just as he was hesitating whether to stab the sword into his body, roaring artillery fire rang out from his position blocking the Astartes.

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