Warhammer: Angron Training Manual

Chapter 334 Legion Management
The moment Curze saw the prophecy, Angron also saw the prophecy.

In the prophecy...

Qin Xia collapsed to the ground in pain, his snot and tears dripping onto the gorgeous helmet in his arms. He was in so much pain that he couldn't cry out.

Koz knelt beside Qin Xia, facing the tragedy before him.

A long sword pinned Angron to the marble wall.

The sword was extremely beautiful, like a work of art that could only appear in paintings.

"Revenge." Curze stood up, "Let's go and kill it. You want to avenge your adopted son, and I want to avenge my brother."

That’s what Coates saw.

"So that's it."

Facing the painful Curze, Angron suddenly smiled.

The loud laughter echoed in the office.

Curze looked at Angron in bewilderment, wondering how his brother could still smile after seeing the end of his fate.

"Your ability to predict is very strong, but... I don't want to say this... but, that's it."

Angron smiled and pulled a chip from a drawer, inserting it into a slot on the desk.

The desk then projected a holographic image.

"check it out."

Angron pulled Curze over to the hologram.

"This was made by my adoptive father to teach me about psychic powers. After all, I am a psychic too and I need to learn."

"Look, this is the curtain."

Angron explained to the stunned Koze like a teacher.

His finger pointed to a globe enveloping the sphere.

"This is the veil. We live in the real universe, and outside the real universe is the warp. So what blocks the abominations in the warp that we see when we travel in the warp?"

"The curtain."

"The veil protects the real universe. Although it is now riddled with holes due to the existence of Cygnus Anomaly X and the Maelstrom, it still plays a role in protecting the real universe. This is why a psyker can be powerful enough to sweep away thousands of enemies in one place, but have difficulty even lighting a fire and roasting meat with psyker power in another place."

"And attached to the curtain is the web of fate."

The hologram changes.

Dense lines are entwined on the sphere marked as the curtain.

"The fate of every living thing in our reality is part of the web of fate, which the Eldar call the thread of fate."

"But is there only one thread of destiny? Of course not, there are many."

"When you were in Nostramo, you saw two fates for a criminal, but these are few. A person's fate has many threads."

"On the thread of fate, you and I will both die and be reborn. To change fate is not to twist and modify the thread of fate, but to choose a fate that meets our expectations from every extension of the thread of fate. This is what is called changing fate."

Angron waved his hand, and the hologram shut down.

Curze, who was listening attentively, looked at Angron.

"Fulgrim should have told you that my adopted father was a unique psyker."

"The souls of creatures in the real universe reside in their bodies. It is difficult for them to leave the real universe and the veil while the body still exists. But my adoptive father can easily make the soul leave the real universe and the veil."

"He can just lie on the curtain and look at a certain thread of fate from beginning to end. Isn't this much more detailed than the prophecy you saw?"

Hearing this, Koz digested some of the knowledge he had heard.

He didn't know the existence of the thread of fate.

The Emperor never said this.

Magnus was a master of psionics, but he never said it, nor did he have the chance to say it.

"The prophecy you saw is the darkest and cruelest. It is the darkest and cruelest thread of fate. You need to remember that it is not the only one." Angron continued, "That is to say, even the future that a powerful prophet like you can see is by no means the only one that will inevitably happen."

After telling the prophecy, Angron sensed that Curze believed what he said, but not completely.

Until Curze can actually put his prophecy into practice once, he won't fully believe in the theory.

However, it was enough for Curze to doubt the prophecy. Angron did not expect Curze to immediately believe everything he said.

Nostramo's changes to Curze were continuous and long-lasting.

If you want to make changes to Koze again, it will naturally take just as long.

"Since your adoptive father can see every thread of fate, why didn't he take a look at your fate before the uprising, so that you would be more determined to succeed?" asked Koz.

"Because there are countless possible futures, it means there are infinite possibilities. It makes no difference whether you look at it or not," Angron said.

Seeing the doubt on Coze's face, Angron said, "My adoptive father said that in one of my futures I would become a fool with butcher's nails, and all I would do was carry an axe and chop people. Did you see me with butcher's nails? No, I didn't faint when those bastards wanted to nail me, and my adoptive father came to help me, so I'm normal now."

Koz thought for a moment and nodded silently.

In Coze's mind, he thought Angron might be bluffing him.

Angron has become a fool who only knows how to chop people with an axe... It's ridiculous. "You have a point." Curze said, "But I really don't have the energy to discuss this now. The emotional experience you named 'Storm of Hate' almost drove me crazy..."

“Okay, I’ll arrange accommodation for you.” Angron returned to his desk and called someone in.

Curze stared at his brother, lost in thought.

……

early morning.

Qin Xia and Angron sat inside and outside the desk.

Curze lay on the sofa in the office. He did not go to the room that Angron arranged for him, because he was used to resting in places other than his own room, and besides, how could a Primarch need to recover his strength by sleeping in a room?

"One hundred and twenty thousand people have completed the transformation into a battle group."

"Several companies merged together, and their captains were unwilling to submit to each other, so I asked them to fight in a virtual device and compare strategies, and then I selected the captain of the regiment."

"The captain who lost the election will be the captain of the first company. In my plan, the first company of each chapter will be elite."

Angron explained to his adoptive father the progress of the flagship corps reorganization project for the Maelstrom Fleet Capture Operation.

"A battle group will have 20,000 to 30,000 people. This is the number arrangement based on practical needs. Infantry accounts for the majority, followed by armored forces."

"Captra was originally the captain of an armored company. Now he will be the chapter master of an armored regiment, responsible for assisting all the chapters of the legion as an armored force when the legion engages in major battles."

"Other chapters will also set up armored units, because they have to take into account the possibility of them fighting alone."

"Weapons and equipment are easy to deal with. There is no need to rush for warships now."

Hearing this, Qin Xia nodded.

After Brown restores those who were damaged by the aliens to normal and brings them back, he will work with Brown to find a way to produce ships.

It is not known how long it takes for the forging engine to produce a ship. After all, it is a colonial ship, not a mobile shipyard.

But when Brown left, he estimated that no matter how long it took to build a ship, the colonial ship could build at least thirty cruisers at the same time, and even more if they were smaller ships.

"The only problem now is the number of people," Qin Xia said.

"Yes, two months ago, the entire Greater Nuceria began selecting new recruits for the third batch." Angron opened his arms. "Thousands of worlds throughout Greater Nuceria are selecting at the same time, so at least tens of thousands of new recruits can be selected."

Qin Xia realized that Angron had completed the establishment and integration of the Nuceria sector.

The Primarch's efficiency was truly astonishing.

In addition, Angron mentioned thousands of worlds, which is not exaggerated.

There are very few worlds in the universe that can be colonized by humans. Most of them are garbage planets with harsh environments and little output. Their existence value is only to provide additional thesis materials for people majoring in astronomy.

However, this does not mean that the Nuceria sector, with thousands of worlds, is larger than the Ultramar sector.

Guilliman's country within is known as the "Five Hundred Worlds of Greater Ultramar". It does not mean that there are only five hundred worlds in Ultramar, but five hundred major worlds.

If we only take out the main worlds in the Nuceria sector, I'm afraid there are not even as many as the Ultramar world.

However, the star zone can be expanded. There is Ultramar in the northwest, but there is nothing in other directions.

"The new recruits who pass the transformation will become soldiers and civilian officers of the Legion, just as we have planned before, and those who fail can become soldiers of the regular army composed of civilian officers or ordinary people."

"After all, some people just can't wear the black armor no matter what. They still have strong bodies and are fully qualified to be army soldiers."

"As for those who are disabled during the reconstruction surgery... they will be given corresponding responsibilities according to the steps they have successfully taken in the reconstruction. If they just want to go home, they will be supported financially."

"..."

Qin Xia listened to Angron's story, nodded silently, and turned to look at Koz.

Koz was lying on the sofa, scratching the back of the sofa with his nails.

Apparently, to Curze, what Angron was saying now was no different from the noise coming in from the window.

Qin Xia frowned.

For some reason, he got angry when he saw Curze's current state... angry on behalf of the Eighth Legion.

After Angron finished speaking, Qin Xia said, "I think one of your brothers needs to sit in or learn from it."

"Would you like me to call No. 11 over for you?" Koz stood up and looked at Angron.

“Please call my brother Curze and tell him I want him to sit in on the class,” Angron said with a smile.

Koz lay back down and continued scratching the back of the sofa.

Qin Xia shrugged helplessly.

He sincerely felt that Coates should sit in and participate in the discussion.

Curze’s ability to manage the legion…is not as good as Angron’s who has hit a nail.

If all had gone as planned, Curze would have marveled at how quickly Angron purged the Legion's loyalists during the Horus Heresy, as if it was something Angron was born to do.

However, the poor management ability of the legion is not because Koz does not have the ability, but because Koz simply does not want to manage it.

Many of the tragedies of the Eighth Legion were caused by Curze's unwillingness to intervene.

Even the reason why Koz didn't want to care was because he didn't want to care.

(End of this chapter)