Warhammer: Don't Call Me the God of All Machines

Chapter 43 War Mobilization
At one time, countless communication waves were spreading throughout the Macragge system. Rogue Traders, the Adeptus Mechanicus, and the planetary archons were eager to know what had happened on Mustafar and whether it had any connection with the war orders issued by the Primarch.

They were surprised to find that their intelligence network knew nothing about this, and the connections they had accumulated over the years were of no use to them.

Several other planetary archons have even sent letters of request to Guilliman, either asking indirectly or directly, trying to clarify the situation.

Guilliman is the monarch of Macragge, but his rule over his country is not an absolute dictatorship, and a large number of nobles still have considerable say.

The great distance will inevitably dilute power, which no person or country can avoid.

These questions were all rejected by Guilliman's bureaucracy. In fact, even Guilliman himself could only get the report summarized by Hill and had no idea of ​​the specific details.

The Primarch suddenly felt that the surprise given by Roche might turn into a shock. It had only been a short time since Mustafar had experienced such an unusual situation.

"Forget it. It's fine even if he transforms Mustafar into a Forge World. Let him do it. The sky won't fall anyway. The trouble Lorgar brings to me is the real crisis."

Guilliman put down the data tablet in his hand. Alerts from five hundred different parts of the world were sent to him after being summarized and sorted by data technicians, and all the data indicated that a bigger war was about to break out.

The Word Bearers are not the only enemy. According to information reported by intelligence agencies in various places, the Twelfth Legion, the World Eaters, have also arrived at the Five Hundred Worlds.

The World Eaters, formerly the Warhounds, were once a powerful force, but after the return of their gene-father Angron, this legion became known for its madness.

The World Eaters believe in conquering their enemies within thirty-one Terran hours, or one Nuceria day, whether it is a city or a planet, and their methods are extremely brutal and bloody.

Guilliman's brother was one of the few Primarchs who had not conquered his home planet, and during the uprising he was branded with a vicious technological creation called "Butcher's Nails" by the slave owners, which made his temperament extremely irritable and cruel.

In addition, according to battle reports sent by some fringe planets before they were destroyed, the Word Bearers seemed to have several new warships that were more powerful than the Glorious Queen-class battleships.

Guilliman was extremely cautious with this crucial information. He scribbled on the screen with a data pen, and the wrinkles between his brows became deeper and deeper.

A huge warship with a thick, pointed bow appeared on the data board. Even though it was just an extremely blurry silhouette, its length was at least more than 30 kilometers.

There are three pairs of huge armored hulls spread out like saw teeth on both wings of the ship, making it look like a giant trident.

Countless twin laser cannons and macro cannons flashed cold light. Every angular metal platform was covered with turrets. The dark muzzles of the torpedo tubes on the ridge and belly of the ship revealed the cold light of death.

This was a warship of unprecedented size, dwarfing even Guilliman's flagship in comparison.

When did they build the new warships?
Such a huge warship can only be built in the docks of Mars or Jupiter. The entire empire didn't even get rough intelligence about it until it landed in the Five Hundred Worlds. How long have they been planning this in secret?
Guilliman's thoughts diverged rapidly as he pondered the hidden meaning in it. The more he pondered, the more uneasy he became.

This question cannot be thought about in detail. Guilliman cannot even confirm whether the Mechanicus on Mars is still loyal.

Is Mars going to say that it had no idea that such a warship could be built?

This is undoubtedly rubbing everyone's IQ on the ground.

One of the symbols of humanity's double-headed eagle is Mars. The Mechanicus was persuaded by the Emperor to become an ally of the Empire at the beginning of the Great Crusade. They have extremely high autonomy and political power, and no one knows how loyal they can be.

If Mars also turns against us, many human worlds will not even have enough weapons to fight back against the rebels.

Guilliman held his forehead, he felt an unusual pain in his temple, so he simply put the issue aside for the time being.

"How is the transformation progress of the reserve recruits on each planet? Gage, I hope I can hear some good news today." asked the Primarch.

Marius Gage, who was standing by, immediately began to report:
"Your Excellency, fifty planets, including Macragge, are currently selecting new recruits. Eighty percent of these candidates were qualified but not outstanding in previous selections. They have already passed the assessment and only need to undergo genetic modification to become Astartes." "Our people are eager to join the army. Becoming an Ultramarines and defending the Five Hundred Worlds of Ultramar will quickly recover our losses."

Marius Gage said proudly.

Among the many legions, only the Ultramarines have no scruples in selecting Astartes candidates from all the planets under their rule.

The Five Hundred Worlds do not mean only five hundred inhabited planets, but a general term for powerful planetary circles with influence and productivity, which also makes the Thirteenth Legion's troop growth speed astonishingly fast.

"Thanks to the stability and adaptability of our gene seeds, the success rate of candidate transformation is over 95%. Several of our Forge Worlds are producing adapter officers at full speed. I believe that these young people will soon be able to become a glorious Ultramarines."

"How is the recovery of the gene seeds of those heroes who died in the battle of Calth?" Guilliman continued to ask.

According to the Legion's statistics, the number of Astartes warriors killed directly in the battle of Calth exceeded 70,000. Due to the chaos on the battlefield and the passive state at the beginning, many Ultramarines were killed, not to mention the extraction and recovery of their gene seeds.

However, based on the huge base, a lot of gene seeds were still recovered.

"Only about 36,000 gene seeds have been recovered, my lord. We are seriously lacking in pharmacists, making it difficult for the transformation to reach our expectations."

The recovery of gene seeds is a very delicate task. It is usually the Chapter's pharmacists who recover the gene seeds of battle brothers. The gene seeds will be stored in the gene seed bank and await use.

Guilliman immediately ordered: "Explain the situation to the priests of the Mechanicus, and mobilize some technical priests in the biological field to assist in the production and implantation of gene seeds."

"How is the supply situation of the warships? Our fleet has suffered unprecedented damage, and the Word Bearers have brand new warships that we have never seen before. This is a huge loophole. What is the opinion of the Mechanicus?"

Gage immediately slowed down his speech and replied.

"My Lord, the Mechanicus said that they have opened all the production lines. The shipyards and forge worlds in Konor, Macragge, Amatra and other worlds are working hard to repair the warships withdrawn from Calth, but in terms of time..."

"Except for the slightly damaged warships, the repair of other warships will take at least 3-6 months. The Macragge's Glory will need a month for overhaul."

Although he had long known the efficiency of the Mechanicus, Guilliman still felt a sense of distress in his chest.

Time. What we lack most now is time.

It takes so long just to repair the warships, not to mention building new ones, which would take Terran years. By the time the new warships are built, the enemy will probably have already reached Macragge.

It can be expected that for a considerable period of time, the Ultramarines can only rely on the Macragge's Glory and other garrison fleets to fight. Guilliman must mobilize the warships scattered across the five hundred worlds to prevent the enemy from defeating them one by one.

The enemy's warships include the Word Bearers' Queen of Glory-class ship, the True Word of Truth, the World Eaters' Queen of Glory-class ship, the Conqueror, and an unknown number of Trident-shaped ships that are more powerful than the Queen of Glory-class ships.

For a moment, even the Primarch's big heart couldn't help but contract.

On paper alone, such a gap in military power is almost insurmountable.

But the Ultramarines do not need a complete naval confrontation. The star fortresses scattered across the five hundred worlds and those planets armed to the teeth with weapon arrays and orbital platforms are also obstacles that the enemy must overcome.

"No matter what, all invading enemies must be buried in the Five Hundred Worlds of Ultramar. In the name of the Emperor, I will bring the traitors before the Emperor for trial!"

(End of this chapter)