Emperor's Bane

Chapter 813 Jingyuan Federation

Chapter 813 Jingyuan Federation
"Yelang is arrogant."

"This is the most appropriate evaluation of these idiots in front of me."

"What do you think, Brother Trazyn?"

When he raised his bolter and shot through the head of the last powerful warrior who was still struggling, the ineffective shock reaction of the energy field illuminated Rana's pale face, his short light silver curly hair, and a pair of black eyes full of mockery.

"A frog who has always been hiding in his own home dares to claim to be the orthodoxy of mankind in front of the Empire. I have dealt with similar idiots before, but I am always shocked by their courage. Even if the Imperial fleet is parked right above their heads, they dare to speak so arrogantly."

"Tell me, why is this?"

Turning around and firing another shot at the head of another opponent to ensure that there was no mistake, the powerful chief of the guards cleaned the battlefield carefully like an ordinary recruit, and admired the fruits of their recent victory: a spherical dock the size of a small satellite and the corpses that filled the dock.

"Probably because of arrogance."

Trazyn was squatting on the ground, wrapped up as usual: his entire back was covered by a huge military cloak, and the entire cloak was covered by an exaggeratedly large, bright yellow double-headed eagle emblem.

This is the best amulet: even if Trazyn sneaks through the most secret fronts in a stealthy manner, the Imperial soldiers who discover his whereabouts will at least not shoot him at the first time when facing the sacred emblem of the Emperor himself.

Within the Dawnbreakers, this kind of attire that doesn't reveal even a trace of skin naturally aroused the suspicion of many people, but due to Trazyn's seniority and the Primarch's special orders for this, no one ever asked the old sergeant about his clothing preferences.

So much so that when Morgan allowed Trazyn to travel with Rana, the Lord Chancellor, although without orders, naturally took over the responsibility of the Primarch: when fighting alongside the Space Wolves, Rana always kept Trazyn within his sight.

And when members of the brother unit become curious about this strange Dawnbreaker, the Chief Guard will be the first to fight them back.

In Rana's heart, he actually had some guesses about Trazim's true identity and the relationship between him and the Primarch: it was not just him, in fact, every member of the Primarch's guard could sense many problems with Trazim.

But so what?

Which army doesn’t have some little secrets?

Back when they had fought alongside the Dark Angels, what lay beneath the knights' robes was far more exciting than this: Lana was just being careful to ensure that this little secret would not leak out and cause any trouble for the Primarch and the Legion's reputation.

Of course, there are some things that the Lord Chancellor of the Guards will never say: he once hinted at his confusion to the Primarch in a roundabout way, and although his mother did not answer him, she asked Virgo to hand him a strange-looking pistol with a built-in silencer later.

Since then, this pistol has been placed on Rana's waist. Whenever Trazyn passed by him, the chief guard would secretly consider how to blow his "brother's" head off with the greatest chance of success.

So far, Tarasim seems to be unaware of Rana's malicious intentions.

He turned his back to Rana and was busy doing something on the body of an exceptionally tall and powerful warrior. The Dawnbreaker soldiers walked around him, transporting spoils and intelligence, but Sergeant Trachin was never affected by the outside world.

But he could answer Rana's questions.

"Arrogant?"

Lana nodded and took the casualty report handed over by his adjutant: the figures were satisfactory enough, so he signed it, and after hesitating for a moment, he asked someone to apply for an interview with the Space Wolves commander.

After doing all this, he walked up to Trazyn's side, like two vultures looking down at a rotting buffalo carcass.

"Why do you think so?"

"check it out."

Trazyn pointed to the body.

"What do you see?"

Rana looked over.

What he saw: the warrior on the ground had long lost his life, but his dead body was still terrifying. Roughly estimated, this guy was stronger than Hector. He was wearing heavy armor and was drowned in the purple liquid flowing from his body.

"Just a pathetic cyborg."

Rana sneered: Of course he has the qualifications, because he killed the monster with his own hands.

"No, not even human."

Rana pointed to a place, which was the result of Sergeant Trazyn's research just now: he used exquisite skills to cut open the armor of the powerful warriors, dissected their internal physiological structures, and exposed the secrets of these "pure humans" who claimed to be descendants of Terra in front of them.

"These humans in the Jingyuan Federation have long abandoned their bodies and personalities. From head to toe, they have bionic mechanical organs implanted through surgery. The nerve tissue with independent thinking value has been replaced by convergent network instruments. They do this from the moment they are born, and they abandon their qualifications as human beings from the beginning."

"Nice accusation."

Trazyn smiled.

"But don't let the Mechanicus hear you: they'll think you're praising the enemy."

"This is not the same thing."

Rana’s expression was serious.

"Even the craziest mechanical priest I've ever seen wouldn't cut off all the flesh from his body, leaving only the brain, skull and spinal cord, but every Jingyuan Federation member we killed or captured would do the same: the parts of their bodies that could be considered physiological structures would not be enough to make a bowl of spaghetti bolognese."

"Moreover."

He pointed at the Power Rangers' head.

"have a look."

"Two heads, four arms, these people actually claim to be human: Even if they hide their heads under the silver circuit and the Hollow Mask, it cannot change the fact that they don't even have necks. Those two heads are just tributes placed on the altar. I can't imagine how they think on a daily basis."

"Me too."

Sergeant Trazyn nodded and responded sincerely: Although having multiple or double arms is only one of the basic requirements for becoming a Forge General, looking across the galaxy, even the craziest mechanical priest would not give himself another head.

"But in their view, perhaps this is the correct way for human development."

Taraxin carefully extracted a chip from the few remaining pieces of meat.

"what is this?"

“Something they can be proud of.”

The Endless One smiled sinisterly.

"Sir Lana, I heard them say that you were surprised twice in the battle just now?"

"more or less."

Lana nodded.

"One time was when I led the Space Wolves to infiltrate. We sneaked in from the top of the dock's superstructure, sneaked into the main area from the outer support network, and after infiltrating, we successfully found out every secret post they deployed here."

"These powerful warriors are comparable to us in size and strength, but far inferior in other aspects. Although they are also equipped with advanced sensor devices, all the secret sentries failed to detect our two legions of more than one hundred people infiltrating."

"Originally, things were going smoothly. Each of us found our target, dropped from the sky, pressed them to the ground, grabbed their necks and pulled in the opposite direction: more than a hundred vertebrae were broken in two."

"And then? Then the alarm sounded, and the infiltration operation was declared a failure."

At this point, the Chief Guard shook his head helplessly: If he had known earlier, he should have brought a few brothers from the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

"Do you know why this happens?"

Trazyn shook the chip.

"All the Jingyuan Federation soldiers are sharing the same social network. Eliminating one of them is equivalent to extinguishing a source. If more than a hundred sources disappear at the same time, everyone will know what is going on."

"Local area network."

Dawnbreaker sighed.

"It is indeed a good thing, and it is not a particularly cutting-edge technology, but the Emperor has a strict ban on these things: the Primarch has also deployed similar alarm measures in some vital mortal fortresses, but she never allows the main force of the Legion to use this thing."

"that's right."

Trazin nodded.

"The Jingyuan Federation is useful because no one in the galaxy cares about them."

"Besides, this little accident didn't delay the next battle, right?"

"of course."

Lana looked relieved.

"For us, the failure of the infiltration was just an unpleasant surprise: after the other powerful warriors realized there were intruders, we picked up the weapons of the dead enemies and opened up a safe landing area for the follow-up troops in just a few minutes. It was as easy as waiting for takeout to be delivered."

“That’s really sad.”

Trazyn connected the chip to an instrument in his hand: as the crucial chip was extracted, the holographic projection covering the powerful warrior's head dissipated due to the lack of energy source, revealing the true face of the Jingyuan Federation under the curtain.

These warriors, strong enough to rival the Astartes, claim to be one of the only remaining proofs of human orthodoxy, but after taking off the masks, their two huge floating heads reveal their true appearance to be emaciated, like old serfs who have been exploited to the limit, with their eyelidless pupils filled with fake purple blood.

Disgusting.

"According to the historical data I read from these chips, the Jingyuan Federation has a history of independent development of at least 15,000 years. They started in the golden age when human civilization first expanded into the galaxy. They are advanced in many technological fields, although they do not share the same technological standards as Terra and Mars."

"What do you mean?"

Lana found it somewhat amusing.

"What this means is that they may have been influenced by the technology of alien races at some point in time."

"Alien?"

"should be."

"Hahahaha..." Lana laughed.

"You said that these people arbitrarily captured the crew of the Imperial Expeditionary Fleet and conducted inhumane human experiments on them, and used this to claim that the Empire was a group of aliens in human skin, thus attracting us and the Space Wolves. But it turns out that these guys themselves were actually influenced by the aliens?"

"Just a guess."

Trazyn was quite calm, he was immersed in the history of history in the chip.

"But one thing is certain, the Jingyuan Federation's military tradition is as old as its history, and their powerful warriors - the group of guys you killed everywhere - are the most elite forces in the entire Jingyuan Federation, and they enjoy a prominent military reputation within several light years."

"As for the one with two heads in front of us, he is called a super powerful warrior. He is the outstanding elite of the entire Jingyuan Federation and exists only to protect important people and information. How many have you killed in total?"

"A super powerful warrior?"

Lana thought about it.

"We probably killed more than a hundred of these two-headed creatures."

"It's amazing: they only have about 500 of these fighters in total."

"Well, it's amazing."

Rana responded insincerely.

In fact, when the exchange of fire with the soldiers of Jingyuan Federation just started, the experienced chief of the guards was able to gauge what kind of opponent he was facing.

You know, after the initial infiltration operation failed, the coalition of more than 100 people from the Dawnbreakers and Space Wolves, as well as the various support forces that arrived later, captured this space fortress with the purest frontal assault.

In this battle, the friendly Dawnbreakers only sent out one company of more than 500 men, while the Space Wolves sent out the Third Company with a strength of over 9,000 men: with a total of less than 10,000 Astartes, and without any mortal auxiliary troops accompanying them, it was not considered an outstanding configuration in the Great Crusade.

But even this soft punch was beyond the reach of the Jingyuan Federation.

Rana still remembered how the powerful warriors' iron skin and energy fields were useless against their bolter guns. Every pull of the trigger took out an enemy, and the ground was soon covered with purple fake blood.

And the powerful warriors, these elite warriors who are theoretically comparable to the Astartes, their actual combat performance is as clumsy as a rookie learning to skate for the first time: perhaps this is the nature of the regime they represent.

The first batch of powerful warriors who engaged the Imperial army head-on were quickly killed before they even had time to draw their guns. In the first five minutes of the battle, they failed to make the Dawnbreakers or Space Wolves shed even a drop of blood.

Although later, when the battle began to enter a white-hot stage, both sides mobilized all their military forces to the front line, but the weakness of the Jingyuan Federation is still deeply remembered: it often takes dozens or hundreds of powerful warriors to fall before the Astartes can shed a drop of blood.

When the Empire's army completely wiped out the only space fortress and dry dock on the Jingyuan Federation's home planet and completely gained air supremacy over the planet, they counted the damage and found very little.

Five Space Wolves dead, two Dawnbreakers badly wounded: that was all.

"Besides, only three of the five Space Wolves died in direct combat."

When talking about his dead brother, Rana's tone was more respectful.

"The remaining two: one accidentally stepped into a trap during the charge, and the other damaged his weapon in the battle with the two-headed monsters. He picked up the opponent's weapon and continued to fight, but was attacked by the energy field on it and burned into charcoal."

"You mean those accelerator hammers?"

"Maybe some kind of smart sign."

Lana nodded.

"This is also the second thing that confuses me in this whole battle."

"I said, the Jingyuan Federation does have an extremely advanced level of technology."

Trazyn was not surprised.

"According to the information in the chip, they have a lot of technology worth learning. Perhaps Sir Morgan would be interested in this?"

“It depends.”

Lana looked out of the window: Standing at the perspective of the space dock, he could clearly see the world beneath his feet. This was an orange-yellow planet. The entire surface was covered by intense blizzards and heavy ice, and the capital of the Jingyuan Federation was hidden under an artificially reinforced ice sheet.

"Listen to me, Trazyn: Even if we seize their sky, the Jingyuan Federation still does not intend to surrender to me. They believe that we can't do anything to their home planet."

"Is it hard to fight?"

"The Space Wolves are having a headache over there."

Rana doesn't care.

"They are indeed technologically advanced. They use energy generators to expand the world's ice cap into a giant shield to protect their underground city. The thickness and hardness are very impressive. Even orbital bombardment is useless. It is extremely difficult to attack head-on because the surface of this damn place is not suitable for mortals to breathe. Soldiers must first consider survival when they land."

"If we rely solely on the Astartes, then the forces we have on hand will not be enough, unless we take some special measures: or simply issue an extermination order."

"I don't advise you to do this."

Trazyn stood up, his voice serious.

"Remember what I just said?"

"Which sentence?"

"These super-powered warriors: They exist only to protect what matters most."

"This dock?"

"Do not."

The Infinite One shook his head and pointed deeper into the space fortress.

"I extracted the information hidden in the core of this chip. It took me some time. The two-headed warriors in front of you are not actually protecting the dock, but the control center at the core of the dock."

"There is a data storage device in this control center. When you launched the operation to seize the dock, the Jingyuan Federation was injecting all their ideological achievements, artistic works, scientific knowledge and hidden mysteries into it. This is a treasure that has been passed down for more than 10,000 years and a living witness to the golden age of mankind."

"Obviously, they also realize how brutal this war is, and they want to pass on their thoughts and preserve these intangible treasures in the face of possible destruction: maybe they want to send this data to a colony world we haven't discovered yet, or throw it in a bottle in the galaxy as a drifting message."

"That's it..."

Dawnbreaker nodded.

It was the first time since the battle began that he felt some respect for his opponents, known as the Jingyuan Federation.

"They are indeed men. No wonder they are unwilling to shoot at this location and only use some close combat weapons to fight us: if these two-headed super soldiers also picked up guns like their brothers outside, we might really lose a few people."

Lana paused suddenly.

"Wait: You mean, this data storage center can be used by us?"

"of course."

The Endless One is very confident.

"Give me some time, and I can ensure that their legacy will not be broken."

"Perhaps in your eyes, the Jingyuan Federation is a traitor worthy of being crushed to ashes, but ideas and art are innocent, and we have the obligation to pass them on."

"Then you better hurry up."

Dawnbreaker sighed helplessly.

"what happened?"

"Remember what I said before, the special method of the Space Wolves?"

"They intend to use this space dock under our feet, along with the priceless data storage center you mentioned, as a battering ram from which there will be no return, and drive it to smash into the home planet of the Jingyuan Federation through targeted blasting, destroying both sides at the same time."

“Atrocities!”

Trazyn shouted angrily.

“When do they plan to act?”

"I am not sure."

Lana hesitated.

"But I can buy you some time."

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"Yes, Trazyn."

"Wouldn't it be better if this data storage center could be preserved?"

"Of course: a copy can never be as good as the original."

"Then I understand."

"Give me some time, I will make them realize the importance of inheritance."