Dedicate loyalty to the good empire

Chapter 280 Plague Fleet
Taylor has been living a comfortable and leisurely life during this period. Although it is not a life of ease and comfort without worries about food and clothing, it is a rare opportunity for him to live a normal life of going to bed early and getting up early.

It was far preferable to the intense work of the hive, and Taylor's combat training was canceled after he accidentally defeated three soldiers in close combat.

To be precise, most of the Skadi soldiers, except for those with congenital defects like the girl from Lightling, were basically exempted from practicing fighting in the octagon.

Now they are standing next to the training room, watching the soldiers sweating profusely while they are drinking beer.

While eating the snacks he had saved up, Taylor watched the guys' movements, which were standard but a bit rigid.

Taylor thought he might be better off being an instructor, but he wasn't that idle. He just found a few talented people in his spare time to share his experiences.

Even so, the average rating of those he mentored went from B to A+.

It’s hard to imagine how high the score for close combat is in the training standards here?

I can only say that it is worthy of being an empire.

However, Taylor's current tactical style is increasingly inclined to copy the knife to start the game, after all, it is extremely efficient.

There are so many monsters in this world, but most of them can be dealt with by power swords and chainswords.

Thinking of this, those points seemed to have value.

As Taylor was thinking this, he saw that his snacks had been looted by the cult girl.

He looked at the little scoundrel and said, "You don't have it?"

The girl said, "The food in your bowl smells delicious."

Taylor coughed and grabbed a handful of the food in her bowl, turning her into a chicken guarding her food.

He ate the spoils, which were bits and pieces of dried fruit and candy.

It's so uncomfortable to drink with that thing...

Taylor was not used to it, but luckily Roland gave his jerky to Taylor.

This got him through those difficult times.

When the training session was over, the soldiers whose performance had improved thanks to Taylor began to thank him.

Taylor rubbed his nose. He didn't expect that his few words, which were the right remedy for the problem, would be so popular.

But before he was surrounded by others, he quickly sent those guys away until he saw a Space Marine standing next to the training room.

The mortal soldiers saluted their master, and the warrior in red and white armor said.

"Mr. Taylor, please go to the bridge. The captain needs you."

Taylor said, "We're almost at the edge of the Five Hundred Worlds, but we probably haven't reached our destination yet."

He had a bad feeling, but the Space Marine didn't give any specific answers.

Although the environment here is not bad, the classes are still quite clear. The armor on this Space Marine's body is very new, and there are no service spikes on his head. It is obvious that he is a new recruit who just left the scout company.

Naturally, strategic intelligence would not pass through him.

When Taylor walked onto the bridge, he asked hurriedly, "What's going on?"

He led his men into the vicinity of the star map, and the captain of the Doomsday Eagle company swiped his fingers covered with ceramic steel armor across the screen, showing many dots on the star map.

The gray above represents no detection, red represents the enemy, and green represents the area controlled by the empire.

Gray and red are expanding, which is not good news.

The warrior now opened up an area, and Taylor saw the names of five hundred worlds flashing in high Gothic above. Then he used three fingers to quickly open an icon of a dark green world.

After he pressed many buttons to zoom in, a dark green holographic image appeared and he said solemnly.

"This is a hub, a garden world."

"It's called Murphiat, a typical Imperial technological world and garden world. Most of its surface is covered in forest, and it receives extremely high rainfall." "It has been transformed, so the entire world has this rainforest landscape. It also looks like a giant planet-level bonsai, probably a creation of humans in the Dark Ages."

"However, its rich natural resources and important location near the Five Hundred Worlds make it the core area here."

"But now, it has become the target of Chaos invasion. We have detected a large number of hostile fleets staying here, blocking the warp navigation route here and taking control of Mandeville Point."

Taylor said. "We can go around it."

The Captain replied. "I cannot turn a blind eye to the dangers of the Imperial world, secondly."

"If we take the detour, it would take us a full 666 days longer, which is probably not worth it."

"This is the most stable area of the Warp, and also the fastest direct route to Macragge."

"Now we are going to conduct a landing operation. As a soldier, I ask you to join us."

Taylor replied with a wry smile. "Then I can't refuse?"

He rubbed his head. Although he had expected this, he didn't expect this brother to be so direct.

After all, he was not a soldier directly under his command.

The captain said, "A man with your swordsmanship wouldn't shy away from the battlefield. I've seen your training, and the sword never lies."

Taylor complained. "Are you really not a child of the Dark Angel?"

The Captain, not catching the humor, replied, "I am the son of Guilliman."

Taylor shook his head, then turned and gave orders. "Prepare for landing and combat. Let's eat some fruit before we get going."

"There should still be a lot of defense in the area, so this won't be too difficult."

He tried his best to encourage his brothers with optimism, and the Skadi boys who had not fought for a long time were also eager to fight.

Soon their gunboats were ready, almost of the same specifications as the Space Marines.

However, they could not land directly inside the Imperial fortress because the Chaos warships now controlled the orbit.

As ground troops, they had to cross the forest to approach the Empire's defensive fortresses.

On the transport plane, Taylor looked at the dark green forest and couldn't help but think of the days when he fought against Nurgle's followers in such a place and fought side by side with Catachan.

But this time he was not accompanied by the Skadi Legion, but fully armed Space Marines.

He and the company commander were descending in the same transport plane batch. If nothing unexpected happens, they will fight side by side in the future.

This also shows that the soldier actually doesn't hate Taylor.

As the gunboat crossed the sky, Taylor began to see clearly the lush, dark green forest on the ground.

But he suddenly saw strange movements beneath the forest. What was that?
There was rotten flesh and twisted dark green swamp under the trees, covered by dense forests!

Chaos pollution?

Taylor said cautiously, "Don't land! The area below has been controlled!"

But he was too late. Many Nurgle flies rose from the forest, covering the sky and blotting out the sun. They crashed into the formation of Thunderhawk gunships without hesitation.

Their weapons and equipment were useless. Even with the whistling heavy projectiles from the gunboats, they only killed a few dozen demons.

When the Space Marine's rapid breathing and battle cry came from the communicator, Taylor immediately ordered the boys.

"Go to Franstein! Prepare for a forced landing!"

Then I secretly swore that I would never ride on a high-risk transport plane again!

(End of this chapter)