Warhammer 40: My Fiancée Fulgrim.

Chapter 235 Infiltrating the Comoros (Thanks to Alliance Leader hebby!!!)
"The first batch of Space Marines has been delivered. Good luck, Ancient Hero."

The Phoenix Spawn recruits, bred by Caul using Martian embryo culture technology, have fully boarded the Casca battle barges.

Prefabricated Space Marines.

These newcomers, fresh from the petri dish, seemed to have a deep curiosity about everything:
Although they had already been instilled with the knowledge required of Astartes warriors during the training process, this was their first actual contact with them.

As new recruits with no experience whatsoever, they have only undergone the first stage of gene seed implantation surgery arranged by Kaul, and currently can only serve as scouts in the warband.

Being a reconnaissance soldier is actually quite tough.

These new recruits need to start learning from scratch, beginning with their moral character, so as not to repeat the mistakes of the emperor's son.

"But the most pressing problem right now is that we are facing a severe shortage of equipment and ammunition."

A thousand new members were added in an instant. Even though Casgar had acquired a lot of power armor and power weapons from Red Scorpion, it was still not enough to equip a chapter from scratch.

Lack of equipment and ammunition.

Moreover, even with these thousand Phoenix Sons recruits equipped, it would still take at least ten thousand well-equipped elite troops to conquer Holy Terra.

Even with four warbands plus an over-3,000 Starclaw Space Marine force, Wang Hulun was still relentlessly beaten in the Badab Sector. Since the Casca wanted to fight the entire High Overlord Council, they would need to possess roughly 70-80% of Guilliman's strength.

Tens of thousands of Space Marines are just the starting point.

We are short-staffed.

Moreover, the current battle group only has people, people and more people, but lacks unique units that can maintain its operation.

Units like the Think Tank, Tech Sergeant, and Chapter Priest are scarce in the Phoenix Children, which are in dire need of rebuilding.

Even the number of apothecaries, which the Phoenix Sons are so proud of, is very small—most of the apothecaries currently willing to serve the Phoenix Sons are disciples left on the planet by the great apothecary Melusin.

Meanwhile, since most of them followed their mentors when Melusin left, only a dozen or so pharmacists were able to join the Casca team.

We lack think tanks, warband chaplains, apothecaries, and technical sergeants.

"Furthermore, although the new recruits have received simulated training and knowledge enrichment from Lord Caul, their actual combat capabilities are still an unknown quantity."

New recruits need to grow under the guidance of veterans.

"But we only have one company of Red Scorpion warriors and less than one company of Tiger Claw veterans right now, so we probably don't have many ways to help the Phoenix Sons recruits grow."

Space Marines also have to take on the responsibility of self-training and protecting combat barges, so they can't be focused on educating new recruits all the time.

There is a lack of experienced veteran instructors.

"At the same time, for well-known reasons, the current prestige and influence of the Emperor's Son within the Space Marine Chapters... you know, Commander."

How can a mascot that just loafs around and waits to die possibly have any appeal?

If it were other glorious and powerful founding groups, such as Ultramarines or Holy Blood Angels, and they were to truly call for a campaign to punish and purge the High Lords of the Ministry of the Interior, the vast majority of people would respond.

But the emperor's son
They're probably high on drugs, thinking that the hero Casca from ten thousand years ago has returned to lead them on another great expedition.

just forget it.

As for the Phoenix Children, it's probably even worse—for a chapter that returned from the Warp Expedition, there are hardly any people who even remember who they are now.

Lack of reputation and connections.

"In summary—it lacks everything."

"Casca's adjutant, Tetus, concluded."

Phoenix Sons had just been founded, and everything was a blank slate.

"Commander, what is your opinion? Which step should we complete first?"

"Let's analyze the current situation first."

Casca spread his hands, pointing to the various problems that appeared on the projection screen.

"Regarding the number of people, as far as I know, the leader of a space necromancer dynasty once stole the genetic seed of an entire transport ship of ours. If possible, we can ask him for the legion's stolen legacy."

This is the only, and best, way to circumvent court scrutiny and obtain a large number of gene seeds.

Unfortunately, Casca had no idea where this enigmatic figure king was now.

"As for the pharmacists, we just need to find Melusin. If I'm not mistaken, she left with nearly a hundred pharmacists. If we can get her to join us..."

As his former subordinate, Meiluxin is definitely not a problem.

Once she is found, the Phoenix Sons' apothecaries will all be in place.

Unfortunately, Casca also had no idea where this enigmatic and mysterious apothecary was now.

Tsk.

Why is everyone playing hide-and-seek?
Kaska clicked his tongue in annoyance.

As for the remaining issues of reputation, equipment, and experience, frankly speaking, the current Phoenix Child does not have the conditions to achieve these goals overnight; it must develop gradually to reach its objectives.

But beasts, chaos, the Black Legion, and even two small empires that broke away from the human empire—these things are all eyeing the empire covetously. How could he possibly have time to slowly cultivate and develop his power?

"Hehe, long time no see, hero Casgar."

Just as Casca was frustrated and couldn't find a way out, the projection screens floating in the air suddenly changed to show Belisarius Caul's face.

"If I'm not mistaken, we met not long ago. Speak, Great Sage. What brings you here?"

"You can't find a next target, can you?"

"I guessed you might still need my help."

"Instead of searching aimlessly in the universe, why not make a deal with me?"

As he spoke, the steel appendages around Kaul swayed from side to side, seemingly struggling with whether or not to make a deal with the other party.

“I can tell you the approximate location after Melusin left.”

"And during this time, I will continue to assist you in completing the basic training and remaining surgeries of your Phoenix Chapter recruits until they are ready to fight as a true chapter."

"And all I need is for you to find the original casting technology after she is born."

Kaul had been trying to improve it.

However, his progress in making improvements was clearly not as impressive as that of the Grand Apothecary Melusin. In addition, with Casgar and Guilliman in a coma, both of whom needed him to design life support systems to help them return to the world, Belisarius entrusted the research on the Space Marines' original forging upgrade to Melusin.

"According to her, her Prototype will drastically shorten the time it takes for Space Marines to be formed and significantly improve their combat capabilities and warp resistance. Her research in this area is only one step away from completion—"

"It's not just about Space Marines; she's also planning for a deeper evolution of all humanity. Of course, that's just what that madman says."

Then, she disappeared because she needed to overcome this final hurdle.

"If I'm not mistaken, she's currently in—Comoros."

The Dark Eldar possessed extremely advanced technology, especially the Bloodbringers' ability to bring the dead back to life, which was something Melusin desperately needed.

"How about that? This is even something I agreed upon with her."

“If I can awaken you, she has agreed to give me the upgraded Prototype technology of the Space Marines.”

Caul's tone clearly carried a hint of displeasure.

He had worked tirelessly to design and build this armor for Casca, only to have Casca stolen by Abaddon in the end, and he hadn't even seen Melusin.

She is indeed in Comoros; this information is likely accurate.

But how could he abandon his research and go to the bizarre alien city of Comoros to search for clues about the other party?
"This task can only be completed by you, ancient hero Casgar."

"If you can bring back her Prototype technology, I can immediately help you complete the Prototype transformation of the entire Phoenix Sons Chapter—you will become the only Prototype Chapter in the current Imperium of Man."

Kaul needs to promote the original forging within the current warbands, which necessitates a spokesperson and promoter.

In the original timeline, there was a great Son of God (this was a true Son of God), and Regent Guilliman came to endorse Caul's original creation. This time, Guilliman was unconscious, and his plans turned to Casgar.

It sounds very appealing—Primal Forging, or even a Warband designed by Melsin to enhance Primal Forging, is an overwhelming power difference for ordinary Astartes.

"Comoros, is it?"

Casca stroked his chin with interest.

Comoros, the capital of the Dark Eldar.

After Casgar acquired power comparable to that of the Primarch, this place was clearly not enough for him.

How should we set off?

Comoros is a city of the Dark Eldar in the Webpaths. Without the guidance of Eldar guides, even demons would have difficulty finding Comoros's exact location amidst the countless branching paths.

"I do have an informant who can provide us with clues, but we may need your help."

"it is good."

Since the operation to infiltrate the Comoros needed to be done cheaply, Casca only planned to go with Titus this time.

As for the management of the Phoenix Sons after they went to Comoros from Kasgar and Tetus, it was handed over to the Emperor's Defiant Dreadnought to handle.

The Ancient Sage Rellano. After Kasgar agreed to no longer interfere with the Emperor's son and allow him to continue guarding Chemos, the Ancient Sage was finally released from the stasis field.

"What do you mean by 'it's already the fortieth millennium'?"

"Didn't I tell them to activate the stasis field every ten years?!"

"Tell me, Casca, why are we called the Sons of the Phoenix? What has become of the Princes of the Empire?"

Even though Rellano isn't an oven, Casga could still feel the temperature in the air continuing to rise.

But it seems his temperature could still rise further.

"FK! FK!"

"FK—!!!"

Even with Relano's aristocratic manners and good upbringing, he couldn't help but utter a angry outburst.

"Let me go back! I'm going to smash their stupid faces, all of them!!!"

"Commander! Please issue this order to me. It won't be long!"

Unfortunately, Casca was no longer willing to get involved in the affairs of the Emperor's Son, and Rellano, no matter how angry he was, had no choice but to give up.

Even if he wanted to settle scores with these guys who tarnished his reputation now, he would have to wait until Kasgar returned to Terra and assumed the regency before he would be qualified to purge a founding crew.

Now, we still need to be patient.

However, before Casca and Tetus left, he emphasized that if anyone dared to turn off his phone again, he would make sure that person would never wake up again.

"Do you have a way to bring him back to life?"

"Yes, but..."

Given that there is currently an Antique-level Defiant Dreadnought, its combat power is obviously much stronger than that of the Phoenix Sons, which are currently lacking in equipment and ammunition.

"We'll talk about it again if there's an opportunity in the future and we have sufficient weapons and equipment support."

The Casgar now needs the fearless power of this Defiant.

"Now let's see what information Kaul has brought us about infiltrating the Comoros."

The intelligence source Caul was referring to was simply the dark Eldar raider he had recently captured in a Mechanicus forged world.

As a raider of the conspiracy, this alien likely knows the direction of their next attack.

If they can get a clue, Casca can "ride" a slave ship to the Comoros.

The problem is, however, that this alien's mouth is very hard.

This man himself was a veteran of countless battles, so the mechanical guild's torture was like a tickle to him.

"I can't tell you anything—"

Kasgar's solution to the problem was simple—dismiss all the Mechanicus sages and then display his psionic flames to him.

"Either let this flame consume your body, and your soul be forever tormented by the Lady of Thirst;"

"Either let the flames purify the mark on your body, so that you will never be controlled by the other party again."

"Choose for yourself."

Casca said calmly.

Then?

Then, the Dark Eldar aliens, who were given the perfect treatment, confessed everything.

Whether it's the conspiracy group's next target location, or the number of troops and time spent on plundering.

"I can tell you anything! Even the Emperor's son's inside dealings with us!"

"As long as... as long as I can remain unaffected by Him!"

"I'll tell you everything!"

Galaxy near Chemos.

"Boss, we've come back with a full haul again!"

The Dark Eldar's slave ships have once again reaped a satisfactory number of slaves.

In the star system surrounding Chemos, they can plunder at will.

It even felt somewhat overloaded compared to their slave ships.

"What, can you feel it? Our actions are completely unimpeded."

"Just as you said, boss, there aren't even any barbarian monkey soldiers defending the planet's surface!"

"These guys actually abandoned their own people for a little food. They're utterly despicable."

Standing in the center of the flagship of the slave-transporting fleet, the leader of the conspiracy group spoke with a disdainful smile.

Each time he came, the human defenses were extremely lax.

The fact that they were able to snatch people from the territory of the emperor's son was naturally the result of their conspiracy group's connections.

The Dark Spirit Clan's conspiracy only needs to change its approach to conduct honest transactions with the Emperor's son in the black market.

The Eldar, especially the Dark Eldar, possess the luxuries that the Emperor's Sons desperately need, and as guardians of the surrounding star systems, the Emperor's Sons can also facilitate their slave-hunting operations.

As for what fate awaits those humans who were exchanged in the Comoros, that is not a concern for the Emperor's son at this moment.

A single Eldar cheese can be exchanged for billions of Hive as slaves; this is an exchange that has been almost tacitly agreed upon by both sides.

What could be more important than the glory of being the son of an emperor?

As for the more detailed transactions, only the leader of the conspiracy group would know.

Judging from the fact that the humans had redeployed almost all of their defensive forces in advance, it seems they had made another reliable deal.

"We'll release the loan once we get back to Comoros. These monkeys may be of low character, but at least they have the virtue of honesty and trustworthiness."

This is quite remarkable in the Comoros.

“No. The situation has changed, Your Excellency. Ships with monkeys are approaching from a distance.”

"What's the panic? How could the barbarian monkeys' ships possibly catch up with the great Eldar warships?"

Despite being somewhat annoyed by the disruption at such a crucial moment in the slave trade, the conspirator decided to retreat for the time being.

They weren't some extremely powerful conspiracy group; they were just a small organization that made a little money by opening up a slave transport route through trade with the Emperor's son.

If the humans were to send a large army to encircle and annihilate them, their thin-skinned and heavily fortified ships would not be able to withstand the bombardment.

"Tsk. Stop loading, prepare to depart."

"Tell our people to hold off on releasing the goods. If these monkeys have no integrity, what's left of them?"

"Hurry up and hand me the scan report, you idiot. Stop dawdling. Just how many fleets did the monkeys send?"

"It seems the governors only have one shuttle."

One?
Or a space shuttle?
"What are you here for?"

The governor was somewhat bewildered.

"Aliens! In the name of Nulus, the Son of the Phoenix, I command you to cease your abduction of citizens of the Human Empire!"

"The Son of the Phoenix will stop your evil deeds!!!"

As he spoke, a Space Marine dressed in white and purple jumped off the shuttle. Enraged, he stepped forward to stop the aliens that were transporting slaves on the planet's surface.

A person.

How could one person dare to fight against an entire small conspiracy group head-on?
Is this a gesture of kindness?

But what about him!

The governor's eyes lit up as he watched the Space Marines descend from the sky.

"Great Savage Monkey Warrior!"

Ordinary human slaves are extremely fragile and will die after being played with for a while, so they can't be sold for much money.

However, the large, savage monkey warriors are different. These creatures are incredibly resilient and highly capable in combat. If they can be captured alive and sold to the arena, the conspiracy group can make a fortune.

For some monkeys that perform well, the seller can even receive a larger bonus.

Many Eldar have already made a fortune selling Wild Monkey Space Marines.

The governor was naturally envious.

If he didn't need to make a deal with the other party, he would have wanted to capture and sell Space Marines long ago!
Money, all of this is money!
They actually charged straight at them!
(End of this chapter)