Warhammer: Angron Training Manual

Chapter 268 Beautiful Creatures
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"The Fourth Legion actually went over to help the Eighteenth Company... I thought they left without saying goodbye."

On the side of the 12th Legion, Qin Xia sat cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed. He used psychic power to contact the astropaths in the 18th Company and the Hound's Fang cruiser, conducting long-distance communications based on the subspace.

So Qin Xia learned everything that had happened so far from the astropath of the 18th Company.

A month ago, the Fourth Legion suddenly broke away from the fleet and headed in another direction.

At first, Qin Xia and Angron thought that Perturabo had gotten into some strange situation again, or figured something out, and then left without saying goodbye and went directly to fight in the new war zone assigned to him by the Emperor.

Although Qin Xia knew about the 18th Company's request for help at that time, he did not connect the matter of Perturabo leading the legion to leave the fleet to ask for help.

"My weird brother actually went to help my offspring."

Angron was also present and heard Qin Xia tell everything he had just learned with his eyes closed.

Although Angron knew that Perturabo was going to help, there was no joy on his face. He was just surprised and a little worried.

"Don't worry." Qin Xia knew what Angron feared. "The Fourth Legion did not carry out a massacre. They just captured the rebellious world and loaded the void shield together and left. Then... they left and left in another direction, parting ways with us."

Angron frowned, wondering what was wrong with Perturabo.

He left the fleet quietly and inexplicably, only to go to help.

After helping, he left quietly, and this time they went their separate ways and no longer traveled together.

Just go when he says so... Angron felt that Perturabo's character was really unpredictable, so unpredictable that even he himself would not understand Perturabo's thoughts without being able to get close to him.

"It's just that his problem has come back again." Qin Xia understood the situation and opened his eyes. There was no helplessness in his eyes, only the indifference of "I knew it". "Let's go back to our Nukeriya, get ready, and then do what we want to do most."

"Build a Nuceria sector." Angron smiled, his eyes sparkling with anticipation.

A sector centered on Nuceria.

This was something Angron had discussed with Qin Xia a long time ago, and it was also his wish.

A stable territory that can supply troops and supplies can provide the 12th Legion with an important boost on the road to reform. This boost will make the 12th Legion no longer just good at sudden attacks, but good at everything.

What a stable territory can provide is the material foundation.

For example, if the 12th Legion wants to conduct an offensive battle, it will need not only the Titan Legion sent by the Empire, but also artillery, armor, and countless other things. Without the material foundation, the 12th Legion will not be able to become good at offensive battles.

Similarly, the establishment of the civil service Astartes system also requires a stable territory to provide a material foundation.

Stabilizing the borders will provide food, industrial products, and if necessary, resources can be transferred to a barren planet. Without these foundations, an Astartes civil servant who is responsible for managing the planet cannot bring about substantial changes.

This is why Angron was looking forward to creating a sector centered on Nu - he needed to lay the foundation.

"Star region, territory..." Qin Xia's eyes gradually became profound.

He thought that if nothing could be done to prevent the Horus Heresy, then if the Nuceria Sector and the future Ultramar could unite, that would be a force that could change the situation.

This is looking at this issue from the grand perspective of the human race, and what we can see is the benefits that belong to all of humanity.

If we don't look at it from this grand perspective, when Angron established a huge interstellar ruling entity, he would be qualified to sit on both sides of the table with the Empire and ask for something as if in negotiation.

Qin Xia knew very well that the influences and changes he had brought to the 12th Legion and Angron, although undoubtedly absolutely correct in the long run, would still seem somewhat rebellious in the eyes of others in the short term.

In case of pressure from the empire, the existence of Greater Nuceria will be able to withstand it.

"..."

In silence, Qin Xia and Angron both thought a lot. Although one was thinking about the present and the other was thinking about the future, they at least had a silent consensus, that is, the benefits of establishing a Greater Nuceria would benefit many people.

"Speaking of the two people from the Fifteenth Legion," Angron suddenly mentioned the two guests, Avida and Asar. "After they returned to Nuceria with us, what is the probability that the mutations in their bodies can be cured?"

Qin Xia did not answer immediately.

Asar and Avida are now in the fleet and are preparing to go to Nuceria with the fleet.

Qin Xia originally kept them not only to study and analyze the mutant diseases of the Thousand Sons Legion, but also really wanted to see whether Nukeria's biotechnology could have even a little positive effect on the Thousand Sons' diseases.

But after this period of analysis...

"Difficult." Qin Xia thought about the analysis results. "The problem of the 15th Legion's flesh and blood mutation is caused by subspace factors. The reality structure over there in Nukeria is relatively stable. At most, they can delay the progression of Asar's disease for a few days... Avida has not mutated."

"Hmm." Angron stroked his chin and said after thinking, "Then let them stay and give it a try. Prospero's treatment methods may not be as good as Nuceria's."

"Indeed, otherwise how could the Fifteenth Legion be given the title of Thousand Sons." Qin Xia nodded.

As the two men talked to this point, the covering on the porthole in the cabin slowly rose.

When the covering plates used to block the horrifying scenery in the warp space rise, it means that the warship has entered the real universe from the warp space. Although it has not yet reached the end of the journey, humans born in the real universe can finally take a breath in their familiar environment like fish entering the ocean.

Qin Xia didn't care where the fleet was. He felt like a fish in water when he was in the subspace.

Angron simply could no longer feel the gaze of an eye in the warp, and he had a sense of melancholy and loss, as if something was separated.

While Angron was silently pondering why he felt melancholy and lost, Salin, who had trotted into the cabin, reported something loudly and drew Angron's attention back to the real universe.

"When we were sailing just now, the navigator suggested that we quickly leave the warp and wait for a while." Salin said, "Then we came to this galaxy that has not yet been discovered by the Empire. There are human forces here that can travel in the warp at superluminal speeds. They contacted us before we left the warp."

"They claim to know what happened in the galaxy, and that they know of the existence of the Imperium of Man and the Primarch."

"They wish they could join the Empire."

Qin Xia listened as Salin reported this.

This matter is unremarkable.

This is what happened with the Great Crusade of Humanity. It was not that the Space Marine Legions had to confront local rulers head-on and fight to the death wherever they went, and then bring a planet under the jurisdiction of the Empire.

A considerable number of planets surrendered at the sight of this threat, and this planet is just one of them.

"Follow standard procedures," Angron ordered.

Salin saluted.

……

Half an hour later.

A Stormbird gunship flew towards the surface of the blue planet below.

There were some Space Marines in the gunboat. These tall superhuman warriors were also the face of the Legion. After Angron thought that the diplomats sent by the Empire to the Legion were unreliable, he would specially arrange for Space Marines to conduct diplomatic activities.

Of course, this is only temporary, because after the civil servants sent from Nu Star are transformed into space warriors, the legion will have dedicated superhuman bureaucrats.

In addition to the Space Marines there are also some mortals.

Quadrant has now outsourced press duties to a Mechanicus expatriate working as a handyman on the White Knight. The young man in red medieval garb is responsible for filming and recording.

There are also two people from the Society for the Study of Human History.

These mortals introduced themselves to each other and their names with the Space Marines who were temporarily sent to handle diplomatic affairs.

The Space Marines also spoke their names.

"Centurion of the 21st Company, Koragg." said the leading Space Marine.

The centurion named Korag did not need to introduce himself, and others knew where he was from.

There was a pattern printed on his blue shoulder armor - the fangs of the World Eaters, gnawing at the Roman numeral 21 in the middle. There were also some decorations on the armor, indicating that he was the centurion and captain of the st Company.

After learning about Korag's identity, a question arose in the minds of mortals.

That is the title of centurion. In a company, the officer does not manage a hundred people, but a thousand people.

Considering that the World Eaters Company has more people than the normal Space Marine Legion, and that even during the War Dog era, there was a "tribune" duty that was incomprehensible to the War Dog Legion, it is not that strange.

Qin Xia was somewhere else at this time, attaching his psychic power to the two society agents he had sent out, observing Koragg.

Kolag.

This is a ruthless person.

If Angron was nailed to the butcher's nail and eventually embarked on the path of rebellion, then in the battle of Isstvan III when the traitors purged the loyalists, Koragg would fight against his own gene-father as a loyalist World Eater.

Then before being killed, he touched the wound on the body of the Father of Genes and said, "Father, this was caused by me."

Angron would tell Koragg, you fought well, kid.

Qin Xia knew all this, but it would not have any impact on what happened next. Times had changed, so he just used his psychic powers to observe everyone's actions.

The gunboat entered the atmosphere.

Captain Koragg stood by the window, looking down at the planet's surface.

Unlike what he expected, this planet did not have a huge hive city towering into the clouds, nor did it have a steel forest city like Kiaval, which was next to the home planet of the 19th Legion.

The locals seem to attach great importance to the ecological environment, and their buildings are built among forests and flowers.

The gunboat quickly landed on the ground.

Koragg and his group walked out after the hatch opened.

The Space Marines, with their heads held high, saw a group of three-meter-tall men walking towards them.

The young man whose recording duties were outsourced by the Quadrant immediately raised his camera to take pictures, and the servo skull beside him began to record the appearance of these local people.

The locals are three meters tall and they wear thin clothes that cannot hide their perfect strong muscles and golden ratio body lines.

They are like a group of living works of art, created by the most outstanding sculptors in the human race.

It’s just that the skin of these people is pale, like corpses, but the blood vessels distributed on their bodies like tattoos show that they are alive.

The locals, each over three meters tall, walked up to the Space Marines.

The leader looked down at Koragg for a second, then bowed and saluted: "We have been waiting for your arrival, my lord."

Koragg didn't react at all, and his cold eyes under the helmet swept across the person in front of him.

The tough guy's brain is working, assessing the situation.

The skulls of these locals looked like human skulls. They were like humans who had been enlarged in proportion and become extremely perfect.

The genetic sequence is not yet clear, and there is no need to find it out.

The Empire determines whether a creature is human by looking at its skull. Unless a creature that does not look like a human firmly claims to be human, the Empire will conduct genetic testing to determine whether the creature is a subspecies of human.

"Your Highness Angron, the twelfth heir of the Emperor of the Human Empire, has learned about the situation of this planet. Now this planet will be brought under your rule. You will be treated differently from most of the ruled people in the Human Empire."

After confirming that the other party was a human, Koragg's tone was as calm and not cold as possible.

Korag was even prepared to say something he was not good at, such as using some words to appease the other party, to make them realize the difference between His Highness's rule and the Emperor's rule, and to not do some wishful thinking and whimsical behavior...

But Koragg didn't say these words because he saw something dirty.

A creature with a hunched body, looking very fat but able to move slowly and emitting a foul smell came over.

The creature appeared to be a slave of the locals and had a collar around its neck.

The appearance of this slave made Korag realize that the locals were living together with the aliens, but whether this situation required vigilance depended on the degree of integration between the locals and the aliens.

"Give our guests our precious things," said the representative of the natives to the slaves.

The alien slave immediately moved forward, and the stench from it made the mortals around the Space Marines retreat. Along with the stench came a tube of potion offered by the slave.

"This is a drug that can extend your life," the representative said. "Our biotechnology is amazing."

Kolag glanced at the potion, then looked at the slave. He found that the slave had no oral organs and could not speak.

But there is one thing that is puzzling.

That is, in Koragg's opinion, this alien skull is actually no different from that of a human, except that it has too much fat and its head is too fat.

"Thank you." Korag temporarily suppressed his doubts, reached out to pick up the potion, and handed it to the two people from the Human History Society behind him.

The young man in the Mechanicus laborer's uniform was still recording. He also noticed the strangeness of the alien slave, and then picked up the professional equipment to quietly check it.

When the device was pointed at the slave in front of it, it read: Human.

When the device was pointed at the three-meter-tall human in front of it, it displayed: Alien.

"Hiss..." the young man muttered to himself, "How come Lord Quadrant's creation broke so quickly."

(End of this chapter)