Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 585 The Destroyer Arrives, Warmth from the Savior!

desert.

The landing ships slowly landed on the ground and were connected by mechanical passages, forming a medium-sized weapons base.

This is a mobile weapons base independently developed by the Savior Armament Research Institute.

It can be deployed on the battlefield at any time to provide the Space Marines with the latest and most powerful weapons, equipment and ammunition.

Let them fight without any worries.

In addition to mobile armament bases, the Savior Territory has also researched mobile field hospitals, etc., with the main focus on rapid rescue.

After the fallen angels were judged to be loyal and following the Savior, they were immediately rushed to the field hospital to receive comprehensive treatment by the medical sisters.

If the Space Marines are seriously injured, it will take at least a week to recover, but with the help of panaceas, advanced medical equipment and psychic powers.

This process can be shortened to just a few hours.

As for those soldiers who are seriously injured, they will remain in the treatment cabin to recuperate until they are fully recovered.

Not all soldiers can enjoy such expensive medical facilities.

But these fallen angels, veterans who have been wronged for thousands of years but remain loyal, deserve such treatment, and they must be cured at all costs.

The foundation of the empire is indeed built on sacrifice, but the savior does not want loyal beings to shed blood and tears.

Just like those fallen angels.

Therefore, he tried his best to give the soldiers everything they deserved and not let them feel discouraged.

"Can we... finally fight for the Empire?"

Averka, the former knight officer and current commander of the Fallen Angels Chapter, still looks as if he has just woken up from a dream.

Like the other fallen angels, he received treatment and was given a brand new black muscle suit that exuded a metallic luster.

The chapter leader looked at Keaton, Horlock and the others, all feeling somewhat uneasy.

It happened so fast, it was like a dream.

The sudden arrival of the savior and emperor of the empire changed everything.

They gained the freedom and liberation they had longed for for thousands of years, and became loyal Emperor Angels again.

"We should be free, Knight Officer... no, our Chapter Master."

Horlock said in a teasing tone, dispelling the dull atmosphere: "To be honest, I am not used to being addressed like this, Afuka, but I will try my best to adjust."

Kaiton touched the scar on his face and said:
"I am curious about what kind of planet the Savior will give us. Do we have to learn how to build a monastery and manage a planet?"

These Space Marines, who have been wandering and expelled for a long time, long for a monastery of their own and a home of their own.

Holok also showed a hint of anticipation, full of fighting spirit: "That's not a problem. By then we can call back more wandering brothers to rebuild our home world together."

At this time, a medical sister in a white nurse uniform came over.

She stared at Kaiton tenderly and concernedly: "Warrior, are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

The medical sister noticed that her patient kept touching the scars on her face, so she came over to inquire.

"No, I'm fine!"

Keaton was a little nervous, shouting loudly, and didn't know where to put his hands.

The soldier had long been accustomed to being treated with hostility, and this sudden concern made him feel a little overwhelmed and unable to cope with it.

"If you feel unwell, you can contact the field hospital at any time. This is our communication sequence." The medical sister observed for a moment and then turned around to take care of other patients.

After the medical sister left, Kaiton laughed dryly twice:

"The medical conditions here are really good, much better than those in the pharmacist. They even repaired the scars on my face. I'm a little uncomfortable with it."

In fact, the soldier is quite satisfied with the current treatment results and feels particularly relaxed.

For Space Marines, scars are medals of honor.

But in the final analysis, the treatment conditions in the empire are too poor. It is good enough to save one's life. How can it be possible to remove scars specifically?

Therefore, although the medical resources in the Savior's field hospital are saturated, this habit is still retained.

Will not take the initiative to remove scars.

Medical staff will just take proper care of and beautify the scar to make it more majestic and domineering.

Some sacred tattoos are also provided.

After receiving treatment, the overall image of these fallen angels became more deterrent.

After all, in this galaxy dominated by war, external deterrence is also part of combat effectiveness and is also something that warriors pursue.

Averka interrupted the conversation between the two knight captains:
"Don't forget that we still have a war to face, and the Fallen Angels cannot break their promise to Avalon."

There was a hint of worry in his eyes.

The chaos rift is turbulent and darkness may fall at any time. The fallen angels must follow the Savior to fight.

Judging from the Savior's reaction, it might be an extremely difficult war.

The Chapter Master himself also sensed... that heart-pounding, incomparably deep darkness.

Afterwards, he took the Fallen Angels to the armory to select suitable equipment in order to arm the entire regiment.

Mobile arsenal.

The hatch slowly opened, and Afuka and the others walked in along the long corridor, greeted by the armory attendants.

The attendants along the way bowed slightly to the fallen angels as a sign of respect.

These fallen angels were somewhat excited and even more expectant.

They finally had the chance to replace their worn-out weapons and armor and get the new equipment they had been longing for.

Nothing attracts a warrior more than powerful equipment.

Especially these Fallen Angels who have been wandering for many centuries without any supplies. If they were Chaos Warriors, they would even fight for a piece of equipment.

At the end of the corridor is a prayer room with reliefs of the holy sun and many holy angels on the walls.

There they were baptized with incense, prayed to the golden sun and the savior, and demonstrated their fighting spirit and loyalty.

After a few minutes of prayer, boom—

The door of the armory rose up, and a gentle golden light spread out, welcoming the arrival of the soldiers.

"Emperor, this is so..."

Afuka and other fallen angel warriors stared at the scene in a daze.

They could no longer maintain their serious expressions; their eyes widened, their bodies trembled slightly, and they even fell into a brief state of aphasia.

The armory before him was bathed in a faint holy light, filled with master-level and fine-crafted armor, weapons, and vehicles.

Dazzling.

This is one of the Savior's high-level arsenals.

All equipment is bathed in the holy light of the Holy Sun and continuously receives blessings, which is unmatched by any other equipment.

It can be called a treasure trove.

If these fallen angels were not veterans with special experiences, it would be difficult for them to receive such favor from the Savior.

Afuka and the others walked in the armory in a daze, like lower-nesters entering a top-nest.

The whole person is floating.

This treasury is fully equipped.

From various types of standard armor, Terminator armor to super heavy armor, rune armor, to various enhanced parts, we have everything.

In addition, there are an unimaginable variety of explosive weapons, energy weapons, power swords, etc.

It's really dazzling!

"By the Emperor, that is... Centurion Armor?"

Holok looked at the five or six meter tall, imposing Centurion Armor that looked like a giant ceramic steel beast deep in the treasury and swallowed his saliva:
"What the hell, it's actually a fine-grade Centurion. Can we also choose a heavy armored vehicle like that?"

In his long life, this veteran soldier had never seen a large-scale armored vehicle of fine craftsmanship, especially this kind of Space Marine equipment that required more rare materials.

Simply put, it is luxury, too luxurious!

If you can control such an armored vehicle, wouldn't you be able to rampage on the battlefield and easily destroy those demon engines?
"Yes, the Fallen Angels can select up to five fine-grade Centurions and twenty ordinary Centurion armors."

The armory attendant said quite respectfully.

This is the ultimate siege armor bestowed by the Savior on the Fallen Angels. It is powerful enough to handle a medium-sized siege war.

It belongs to the armed configuration of the initial support level.

If you still want precision-level armored vehicles in the future, you can only exchange them for your military merits.

But just this initial support level of armed configuration exceeds that of many regiments and can be considered a luxurious gift package.

After all, many poor regiments have tried their best but still cannot afford a few Centurions, let alone the fine-crafted ones, which are only the Savior's side can forge.

"Warriors... Warriors, go choose your equipment."

Afuka took a deep breath, his head feeling a little dizzy.

The Savior's gift was beyond his imagination.

Who could have imagined that a penniless fallen angel could suddenly be able to enter the equipment treasury and freely choose equipment that he had never dared to think of before?

Even the First Legion during the Great Crusade was not so wealthy!

"Perhaps the empire is really rich..."

Afuka thought so, and then strode towards the master-level equipment area, his back gradually straightening up.

He was allowed to choose all the master-level equipment, master-level weapons from head to toe, and enhanced accessories!
Who would have thought of this, what a favor it is? !
The idea of ​​this fallen angel commander is still conservative. The trusted warriors who are truly favored by the savior start at the master level, and there is no upper limit on the legendary relics. Moreover, they all enjoy the blessing and maintenance of their equipment at all times.

Soon, the fallen angels excitedly picked out the equipment that suited them and armed themselves from head to toe.

In addition to the chapter leader, the two knight captains also each received a master-level equipment, while the other warriors received a set of fine-crafted equipment.

After that they went to the accessories room and the painting room to complete the final assembly.

Wait for the fallen angels to come out of the armory.

The once homeless poor men have transformed themselves into a luxurious top-level space warrior team in the galaxy.

They were all wearing fine-crafted armor, and the dark green paint gave off a metallic luster that sparkled brightly.

The armor was adorned with sacred rune ornaments and skulls, and the ribbons and cloak hanging from the shoulders and back fluttered slightly as he walked.

The momentum is compelling.

"Fallen angels, we must achieve glory in the coming war to live up to the weapons bestowed by the Savior!"

Afuka said seriously as he turned to face the warriors.

The master-level suit on his body emitted a faint glow, especially the iron halo behind him, which formed a layer of light yellow halo.

Like a laurel wreath.

This is the special effect halo that comes with the Savior's high-level weapons. It is mainly used on the battlefield and can be turned off.

But this chapter leader deliberately turned on all the special effects, which is usually the case for warriors who have just received equipment, and he couldn't help showing it to other warriors.

"That being saved the fallen angels and gave us new glory. We must also offer...loyalty."

Afoka added.

The fallen angel had only declared to follow before, but now he has chosen to be loyal, and he must be loyal.

There's no way, His Majesty the Savior gave us really too much.

To the extent that the fallen angels felt that they would be unworthy of such luxurious equipment if they did not fight a few apocalyptic wars for the Savior!

Even their biological genetic father is not as good to them as the savior.

The savior personally came to rescue and help the fallen angels wash away their shame, and then provided them with treatment and equipment. Even the Father of Genes could not do so well.

What's more, the lion, the father of genes, not only did not care for them, but also ordered orbital bombardment, causing them to wander for ten thousand years.

The contrast is so obvious that the fallen angels know what to choose with their eyes closed.

After the queue is completed.

Averka then led the fallen angels to the defensive position, exuding a sense of deterrence with their high fighting spirit and fine armor.

These wandering warriors no longer have a sense of guilt, have changed their appearance, are no longer the haggard and listless appearance before, and are full of fighting spirit.

“The Emperor is above!
What a gift these traitors... have received? ! "

When the dark angels saw the fallen angels walking slowly in front of them and saw their weapons.

Their indifferent attitude was broken with some disbelief.

Is this still the fallen angel who was hiding here and there like a sewer rat before? How come he is more imposing than them? !

Especially the sophisticated weapons, which completely crushed the elite among the Dark Angels.

"Are the warriors under the Savior's command so well-armed?!"

Some dark angels thought so.

This cannot be summarized as powerful, because the equipment of the fallen angels has a strong breath of blessing, and the smell of holy light is almost drifting to their side.

This equipment alone is more sacred and loyal than that of the Dark Angels, and it is obvious that they are more protected by the Emperor.

How powerful would such sacred equipment be on the battlefield? !

The dark angels looked at all this, feeling a little envious and jealous.

Anyone who sees that the poor traitor who was once hunted by him is suddenly living a better life than himself will feel a little uncomfortable and a sore chest.

There was a slight wave of emotion in their hearts, and they had an inexplicable thought:

That savior is the Emperor's chosen successor and the Emperor of the Empire. Perhaps it is an honor for the Dark Angels to follow him in battle?

Fortunately, these inner circle monks have firm wills.

They quickly dispelled those bad thoughts about wanting another godfather.

Death Wing Grand Master Belia looked at the fallen angels with a calm expression, but in fact his body had involuntarily tensed up.

He was still a little emotional.

Especially when seeing Afuka's full body of master-level equipment emitting a sacred glow.

This being who inherited the qualities of a lion, himself was wearing a mix of finely crafted and master-level equipment, and the quality of his equipment might not even be as good as that of the two knight captains of the fallen angel.

The five extremely large precision-crafted Centurions and the Centurion array behind them were even more frightening.

Beria realized.

If his Death Wing Inner Circle monks were to face the Fallen Angels again, they would have no way of coping.

An armored cluster charge by the enemy, coupled with the advantages of armor and weapons, can put our side into a tough battle or even suffer heavy damage.

He couldn't imagine the possibility that he could win.

In such a short period of time, the fallen angel, under the favor of the Savior, became more powerful than the Deathwing that he had carefully trained.

This made Grand Master Deathwing feel deeply frustrated.

Gradually, the Savior began to make arrangements before the war, and the Astra Militarum soldiers in the desert retreated to a safe area.

This war is no longer something that mortals like them can participate in.

Because we don’t know what kind of enemy is on the other side of the Chaos Rift, and that terrifying unknown enemy may attack at any time.

The savior can only deploy as many military forces as possible to deal with it.

"Luckily I brought more people this time, otherwise it would be difficult to handle..."

Ron looked at the defense plan given by the Military Affairs Department and couldn't help but sigh.

He was somewhat thankful for his own caution, and for having enough firepower in his hands so as not to panic.

Afterwards, landing ships and troop transports landed one after another, transporting large numbers of Imperial Knights, super heavy tanks, etc.

They will cooperate with the Redemption Titan Legion to form a super-large armored cluster.

There are currently about thirteen large Titans, twenty-six small Titans, eight hundred Imperial Knights and nearly two thousand super-heavy tanks.

An encirclement was formed around the Chaos Rift.

If things go wrong, there are also large-scale orbital bombardments, but these bombardments are very likely to be affected by Chaos sorcery.

After that, high-level warriors, the Redemption Legion, the Space Marines Chapter, and so on arrived one after another.

There are about 50,000 Space Marines.

"This kind of force should be enough to deal with that guy, right?"

Ron thought so.

A large cluster of Titan armor, a Primarch, more than a dozen legendary warriors, a thousand Custodes, the entire Grey Knights Brotherhood and more Space Marines.

There has never been such a rich war before, and all the troops were deployed on one planet. The Space Marines are almost being used as Celestial Army.

"Brother, you are welcome to join us. I will take you to enjoy the place later!"

Dante, the lazy guy and the savior's leisure time friend, came over with a loud voice.

He hugged Afuka warmly and handed him an annual bathing pass to the Garden World Health Paradise.

"Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Dante..."

The enthusiasm of the Blood Angels legendary warrior made Averka feel a little at a loss. Which serious legend would put a hand card on the other party as soon as they met?

The newly joined Fallen Angels Chapter Master then hugged the Chapter Masters of the Angels of War, the Carcharhinus, the White Templars, the Angels of Absolution, the Blood Ravens and the Grand Master of the Seventh Brotherhood of the Grey Knights one by one.

He inexplicably felt a sense of belonging in his heart.

Afterwards, Afuka joined everyone in the combat meeting.

Not far away, Deathwing Grand Master Belia and the Dark Angels were staring at the heated discussion here, feeling even more upset.

These warriors were left aside, and they had a vague feeling of being excluded.

Because the Dark Angels did not receive any combat arrangements, the uncomfortable feeling was almost the same as if their brothers were joining them in a fight without them.

"Beria, do you want to join the battle?"

Suddenly, Ron seemed to notice something.

He turned his head and looked over here and asked, his voice transmitted with the help of psychic energy.

"As you wish, the Dark Angels are willing to join the battle." The Deathwing Grand Master forced a smile on his calm face, then adjusted his body and walked over in the posture of a knight.

His steps were a little hurried, as if he was afraid of missing out.

He had been controlled without realizing it and accepted the orders and dispatches of the Savior.

On the mechanical platform, the combat meeting is still going on.

Afuka suddenly felt palpitations, and clairvoyance began to appear in his vision.

That was some kind of prophecy.

He saw an image of fire and destruction, a giant demonic figure towering over the earth from a shattered planet.

It exudes an extremely terrifying aura.

And in the whispers of the warp, a name was faintly heard - the Dark Devil, the Planet Destroyer!
(End of this chapter)