Warhammer, from Gothic Fleet to Azur Lane

"Everyone, press on!"

Chapter 2: Cadia Outpost Battle ()

Unlike the army, where the highest rank could only be promoted to regimental commander, there were many women in the navy who were promoted to high-ranking Lord Admiral, and even high Lord Admiral above Terra. But even without the previous experience, no one would dare to disobey Essex's orders - after all, not everyone could tear apart two teams of Chaos Terminators who boarded the bridge.

In the Imperial Army, which has always advocated strongman politics and commanders winning in close combat, the orders of such a commander are absolute. In response, the vice admiral captain of the Agamemnon-class battleship "Voice of the Knight" activated the high-pressure ventilation, or the reactor overload mode, and accelerated to the high-speed Astartes frigate level, roaring through the sea of ​​fire!

That was a barrage of bullets sprayed by the bow lances of the Blind Faith-class escort ships that were widely equipped by the Chaos fleet. The iconic front four-spear-tipped lances were the masterpiece of the black oil guys in the world of Shana No. 2. With the tonnage of a mere escort ship, it could deliver light cruiser-level firepower and even exceed it in range.

I really don't know whether to scold the incompetence of the Empire's oilmen, or to sigh whether Chaos enchantment is really that useful. But I have to admit that Chaos warships really have a double advantage over the Empire's conventional warships in terms of numbers and personnel. This is an objective fact.

The torrential rain of light spears was mixed with the larger Chaos warships, such as the Destroyer-class cruisers, the Butcher-class high-speed cruisers' side light spears or the Murder-class bow light spear arrays, and even the Hades-class battlecruisers' light spear turrets and long-range missiles - they were all throwing shit endlessly. The powerful light spears of Chaos once suppressed the 40k German War Bodhisattva with macro cannons and heavy armor before the support of Essex arrived.

But the Essex's carrier-based aircraft formation and the arrival of the super-war allowed them to charge at full speed without being burned in the flames. After all, the macro cannon, in addition to its powerful ability to destroy void shields, also had four weaknesses: accuracy, firing rate, armor-piercing ability, and range. However, if the charge failed, being dragged to the side and killed would be their only fate.

But as the Imperial Navy cleared the mines laid by the Chaos warships and the torpedoes fired by the escort ships, the charging Imperial fleet was left with only the weak Light Spears that were not easily overloaded by the Void Shields and the even weaker engines of the Chaos main fleet - the Damocles-class super-battles and Arbiter command carriers that were slowly approaching on the other side were obviously more deadly.

The Chaos main fleet's central battle line, consisting of a Raider-class battleship, a Predator-class battleship, and two Abomination-class large cruisers, was even forced to turn nearly twenty degrees, maintaining an acute angle opposite to the Essex unit that was pressing from the side, in order to maximize armor equivalence.

Even if this would turn the fat engines towards the Agamemnon-class high-speed battleships and two Overlord-class battlecruisers that were charging towards the side, who could ignore the three behemoths that were obviously more than a circle longer than the battleships and were 16 or 17 kilometers long?

Flying through the Titan-like barrage of macro-cannons and the slightly smaller but more difficult to avoid light spears were warriors of the Imperial Navy. These sky knights were the elite forces unique to the Imperial Navy.

The most elite mortal heroes are responsible for fighting against Chaos Astartes, Daemon Engines, Greenskin waves, even the incredibly fast Eldar fighters, the inertia-less maneuverable Necrons, the Zerg that covers the sky and the sun, and a group of monsters and demons. All they can rely on is their own will and firm belief!

But this time, their sacrifice was really not needed to open the way for the fleet. The Essex had twelve shuttle landing pads, and a single attack wave totaled 360 fighters of various types, which was three times the single attack wave of the Emperor class. The total number of aircraft carriers! A total of five rounds of attack waves was five times that of the Emperor class, which could only launch three rounds.

What a concept! The terrifying fleet sweeping the Chaos Fleet was equivalent to five Emperor-class battleships, the maximum projection of the Empire's most powerful aircraft carriers. The opponent was a Chaos Air Force supported by a Marauder and three Styx-class heavy cruisers. Only 42 carrier-based aircraft squadrons, this was a nine-fold air gap!

The Hellblade and Hellclaw are smaller than the Fury and Storm Eagle of the Imperial Navy, which is an advantage in a dogfight, but in the face of an overwhelming force ratio, it becomes the sinful beginning of a disastrous defeat - the soldiers of the Imperial Navy can rely on their heavy armor and the assistance of their teammates to charge forward and exchange injuries for their lives.

It is not difficult to see from the cooperation of the Imperial Navy Knights that this is already a mature routine, to seize air supremacy on the battlefield with the fastest speed and the least damage. After that, it is much simpler, just swipe! Just swipe and you are done, blow up the big ships, and capture the small ships, and fully exert the terrifying output of the super-navigation to achieve absolute advantage to win.

The graceful Fury interceptors and the Storm Eagle formation that followed them passed through the Chaos fleet's formation again and again. The Void Shield could not stop the elves' advance, and the hand-pulled anti-aircraft guns for visual air defense were completely useless. The glow of heavy lasers and plasma bombs flashed alternately and never stopped for a moment.

Even plasma bombs cannot engulf the main guns of battleships that are tens of meters long and the core keels wrapped in layers of defense. The small fighter planes that are less than 100 meters long are indeed powerless when facing battleships, but there is no need for them to blow up an entire battleship.

The scorching plasma engulfed the upper deck of the starship equally, from the decoration on the bow to the flags on the bridge, to the engine nozzles, auger matrices, various types of fragile optical sighting devices or the most basic portholes all succumbed to the explosion and the glow of plasma.

Not to mention the loss of almost all the radiators, tens of thousands of m2 of shattered upper armor plates and dozens of unlucky penetration alarms. Every battleship that had been baptized by the swarm of aircraft had to greet the heavy rainstorm with the same bright red error reports and warnings.

That was the Imperial Fleet's macro-cannon salvo! Unlike the Chaos Fleet's common tactics of using long-range light spears and carrier-based aircraft to kite the enemy, and then boarding the Chaos Astartes to secure victory, the Imperial Navy usually relied on its indomitable will and the layers of protection of thick void shields and armor to approach, and then used terrifying medium- and short-range macro-cannon salvos to win the war.

Just like the British lobster soldiers active in the second millennium (1k) - advance and shoot!

The Titan-sized macro cannon had already finished loading. It had missed half a round of reloading time and had to wait until now for this moment, a perfect salvo angle towards the main force of the Chaos Fleet. "Turn on the deceleration rockets, align all gun positions - fire!"

The roar of the macro cannon seemed to be heard throughout the universe. The substantial stream of light cannons penetrated the tail flame traces left by the Chaos Fleet. The huge cavity instantly exploded in the flames. That was the weakest point of the void shield. The dazzling void distortion exploded into a ball of scorching fireworks after the flash!

Then, penetrate the enemy ship! "The first round hits, the enemy Predator-class battleship's void shield is collapsing!"

Chapter 3: Cadia Outpost Battle ()

Flames condensed into beams, and almost materialized flames shot out from the wound of the Predator-class battleship! The surging orange-red wave engulfed the Imperial fleet that had just punched him hard. Of course, it was the kind of engulfment that stopped at the void shield called the upgraded navigation shield.

When Agamemnon's power ram tore through the thorns from the Hell, and incidentally tore through a hapless Chaos Expellee, even in the face of the dazzling starlight, they could still clearly see the layers of brilliant purple that made people want to vomit, crushing the severely corrupted giant ship with a sense of power that could even be called "cutting off".

The Chaos Predator-class battleship, every inch of this fallen creation that is more than ten kilometers long and has destroyed countless worlds is succumbing equally to the singularity produced by the detonation of the warp engine. Every centimeter and every particle is torn and shredded by the curtain of the warp and reality!

Everyone was shocked by the death wave that stretched for tens and hundreds of kilometers - even Cadia, which now fights a small battle every three days and a big battle every five days, can hardly bear to see the spectacular sight of a battleship-class warp engine exploding. The warp vortex, as turbulent as the Qiantang flood, swallowed up everything in the airspace of more than 867 million cubic kilometers in less than five minutes!

Even the last spear of light she shot did not escape the gap between reality and illusion. The greedy subspace sucked and licked it with all its might! Whether it was the plunderer-class that was cut into countless pieces from the inside, or the escort ships that were blindly sticking to the big ship, the Chaos Astartes, the mortal servants... everything was twisted into a colorful curve and flowed into the abyss.

The flagship sister and the elementary school students beside her fell into the deepest hell, leaving behind only a group of fallen warships that struggled in vain under the ruthless crossfire of the Essex fleet, and were torn apart by carrier-based aircraft, pig rockets and torpedoes and slaughtered. The cruisers that were named as capital ships -

No matter whether it is a large cruiser, a battlecruiser or the most ordinary main cruiser, it can only go through two or three rounds in the battle line that is barely maintained. Facing the most violent broadside salvos determined by the sail-like structure, facing the super-battle with broadside guns that can even accommodate small escort ships in and out - the only thing is destruction.

No need for mercy! "Kneel down, enemy of mankind, and beg for your fate! Pray that iron and fire can directly forge you, but a quick death and end is only a luxury!" The full-band broadcast declared victory, "Imperial Navy, crush the enemy, the Emperor is with us!"

The violent rain of iron and light stirred up waves, and then quietly returned to silence. There has never been only war in the dark galaxy, but the only thing that never stops is war! The boiling blood spilled from the twisted and shattered corpses in the void has not yet cooled down, and the other side of the distant starry sea has lit up again.

The nights in Cardia are never lonely.

Especially for the triumphant soldiers who had just sunk a Chaos aircraft carrier, severely damaged a Havoc Bringer-class battleship and two Butcher-class high-speed cruisers, annihilated three cruiser squadrons, seven escort ship squadrons, and hundreds of Chaos Astartes on board.

First of all, it should be made clear that what Salmin said about the difficulty in material supply in the Cadia sector was pointed out from a macro-strategic perspective. Just like China, with a national grain output of more than 60000 million tons, has to import more than 14000 million tons of net grain every year. Will we suffer from food shortage if we don't import?

Therefore, at least in terms of additional supplies for the army, Salmin can still maintain an effective supply system of laho sticks, wine, chocolate, fresh meat and most importantly, ice cream. Yes, ice cream, the Navy is the boss, the ice cream made from the ancient oil tank with a slight smell of recycled water, the irresistible sweetness easily captured the hearts of the successors thirty-nine millennia later.

The new starships do not have the crew family communities and countless mutants, degenerates, or relatively harmless rats that were in the old warships that had been in service for thousands of years. Instead, there are more material warehouses, stationed marines, and various cafeterias.

There really were all kinds of canteens. A 10-kilometer-long battleship, with a hull structure of almost 50 cubic kilometers, carrying more than 250,000 officers and soldiers, and hundreds of thousands of mechas and servants, had nearly 100 decks inside, but only a little over 1,000 canteens. Even Salmin thought it was too little. This meant that apart from the wartime when they had to eat individual rations, many people had to run 3,000 to 4,000 meters to get a free hot meal.

But for now, the navy officers and soldiers are very satisfied with the current cafeteria - Governor Salmin is worthy of being 'Our Imperial Navy', our navy! For the people of the empire who have been tortured by insects at all levels for a long time, synthetic meat is still meat, which is much better than corpse starch.

As for the officers and soldiers sharing food, this layered system of officers' messes has been passed down for forty thousand years. This so-called tradition of showing majesty is the most unpleasant to change, and Salmin has no time to correct it for a while. But like Halsey, it is more than enough to treat everyone equally in front of ice cream. From the most advanced banquet hall to the large mess hall for sailors, something has planted the seeds.

For the first time, the dessert that only the nobility could enjoy entered the mouths of the class that was now integrated into the "citizens". For Salmin, this gentle change that no one noticed anything wrong was greater than one or two victories. After all, this was just a reward for the Emperor's warriors, and no one could say anything about it, right?

Serving the Emperor was not a distant dream for the navy's soldiers, but even if they followed the Lord Admiral and shouted the Emperor's name, it was too false for them to feel anything. The reward of victory or the leisure time after the battle was the real, tangible source of morale.

The gun crews that destroyed the enemy's Marauder-class battleships were awarded the honorary title of Heroic Gun Crew and the First Class Order of the Patriotic Defense of Cadia by the battleship commander, and were awarded a second-class group merit. In the new Cadian army where the military merit and nobility system was officially implemented, the merit of sinking the enemy flagship was enough for them to jump three levels from the rank of "doctor" to the official rank of "doctor".

After reaching this level, there is no difference except that there is no legal immunity of the old nobles. This is a precious way of advancement that the imperial soldiers have never had before. In other words, while Salmin is doing his best to suppress the nobles, he is also injecting new power into this class, even if it makes the class of the empire no longer stagnant.

For modern people, this is a very confusing operation - if you want to be progressive, then be progressive; if you want to be feudal, then be feudal. Don't try to be both. But this is Warhammer, a cesspool of shit. Feudalism is already considered progressive. Objectively, there is no basis for progress. Let alone average education level, even literacy rate, there is no need to count in Warhammer.

The answer is that no one can read, and those who can write their own names are not civilians! Civilians do not have the ability to think. Before Salmin came to power, they had already racked their brains on how to survive. After Salmin came to power, the heavy labor did not decrease, but only allowed them to have enough food and clothing.

The people's thoughts are like mathematics. They cannot be changed by subjective ideas. The people of the Empire have no basis for progress. If he could solve it by just imagining it, he would have fast-forwarded to the Internationale. But obviously, his advantage is that he can physically solve every opponent.

Can you still beat the naval guns?

Don't say "please do some capitalism", the empire is really "please do some feudal centralism", a makeshift team without a unified language or currency, relying on a unified belief to support it, and will collapse immediately without a state religion. Feudalism is a bit too progressive for the empire, and the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period are just right.

Chapter 137: Forging World Cadia

The core problem of the backward military merit system is that war is not eternal, but the Empire itself is the answer - it's funny, the Empire lacks everything but war. Let alone Chaos, Zerg, Greenskins, Ribs, Eldar, and other real enemies, the Empire itself is not incapable of fighting if it feels like it!

As for the imperial nobles themselves, even the populist Salmin had to admit that loyalty had nothing to do with class. A first-class beast, Kaishen was even more anthropomorphic than him, but he was able to personally lead his men to the front line to block the attack of the Chaos Astartes, using his private soldiers and his own life as the battle line to exchange for the final victory.

More loyal than Salmin himself, and this kind of loyalty is not an isolated case. Almost 30% of the nobles are either useless or rebellious but loyal. For the people, nobility is not something stigmatized, but a real honor that can be touched.

Then this class does not need to be eliminated, optimization or transformation is a more suitable way to deal with the imperial system. Just like everyone knows what the essence of a country is, he can't follow the war general and promote the empire.

He seemed to hear a sneer in the void. It was indeed a fantasy-like and impossible difficulty to disrupt the empire, but he also had unlimited time. For a true immortal who was transformed from a short-lived species, he had to find something to do. He set a small goal first, to disrupt the Misty Star Domain within two thousand years.

He is an idealist. He has always been the only one who tortures others and beats up society, and has never been hurt by the world. He has the confidence and the corresponding ability to ask this world of ditches. A beautiful garden can grow in a cesspool, right?

The 13th Black Crusade is not a goal, but a means. Stopping the Great Rift is precisely the premise for completing his mission of stirring up the world. Ruins also have the hope of reconstruction, and the deep vortex does not need to be reclaimed and rebuilt. Every drop of blood, every piece of steel, and every inch of strength must be used for this true great cause.

The problems of the Empire cannot be solved by one person or a few powerful individuals. The Emperor or the Primarch, including his current system of philosopher kings, are only temporary and even powerless. However, the truly powerful and overwhelming great power exists among countless ordinary people.

When these ordinary people are not effectively organized, they are playthings of Chaos and insects, vulnerable mortals. But when the total productivity of trillions of people comes together, it is not a difficult task to maintain a real paradise in the physical universe, let alone counterattacking the subspace.

Even now, he can almost single-handedly ensure that trillions of citizens of a large star sector are well fed and clothed in the most terrifying war, and tens of thousands of large fleets protect the people under his will - I am the agent of the Emperor's will, my enemies fear me, my subordinates respect and love me, and my family supports me, so what else do I have to be afraid of!

Before the Lion King's sharp blade arrived to stab the Chaos Alliance, he had to stay in the center for more than a month, and once again handed the war over to professionals such as the Ship Girls, the Living Saints, and the Grand Marshal of the Black Templar. He now has the feeling that he can do anything when he has free time to deal with people's livelihood.

The mechanics of the two forge worlds of Kanzan and the Two-World Demos, as well as other places, were moved by his physically-capable fleet and spontaneously went to Cadia to build new homes. The good news was that Salmin did give them a sweet treat - four mechanical arks with a small amount of chaos erosion were forced to land on the earth.

These mechanical arks are precisely located above the Blackrock Obelisk area of ​​Cadia due to the magic of nature. He wants to see how you, Abaddon, can crash through my battleship-class void shield without the Blackrock collision activation. The speed at which the Blackrock Fortress fell was not enough to lift the shoes of a starship. It can be said that if there was a ground void shield at that time, it would not have exploded.

It's purely because in the official history, the defenders of Cadia were beaten too badly, all their ground fortresses were lost, and they were driven underground and unable to intercept the Blackrock Fortress. They have no active propulsion capability and rely entirely on Chaos battleships and added thrusters to propel the Blackrock Fortress. A speed of Mach 1 is considered a waste of WG and GW's own speed!

This pure kinetic damage is not as good as the impact of a full-speed escort ship, so it can only bully the poor IG. Now, he has added a cover to the battleships sent to the Mechanicus to be used as factories - your name is Abaddon, and you have messed up the entire Chibaku Tensei by forging a victory. Come to the forge world of Cadia and pull out all your braids!

Come, Adeptus Mechanicus, give him the whole job.

The entire Allison Plain has now changed from a trench with densely packed black stone obelisks to the hottest place on the planet Cadia. It is not only the hottest place in terms of both physical and physical aspects. As the new home of the Kanzan Forge World, under the gear fortress composed of two mechanical arks is the largest furnace in Cadia.

A unit of the Iron Skull Legion, including two Warlord-class Titans, was deployed here by Salmin. Together with Kanzan's own Titan Legion, the battle formation consisting of thirty-seven Titans led by three Warlords can be said to be foolproof. Together with millions of Skitarii, they protect the most important super-large military factory in the Cadia star sector.

From basic armor and hell guns to super-heavy tanks and macro cannon shells, every minute, hundreds of millions of tons of steel are melted in the hot furnace here, and are forged into a corner of the war under the power of the God of All Machines. When the oil men are once again part of the empire instead of so-called partners, the efficiency has increased by more than a hundred times.

The Mechanicus really doesn't dare to move. The fleet hanging in the sky cannot be fake. Isn't it just free trade, voluntary relocation and 24-hour three-shift work? Everyone is a loyal person who is willing to fight for Om Messiah all his life and contribute to the Battle of Cadia - so see if you can let the Custodes go back and rest for a while.

But if you say that they are dissatisfied to the point of rebellion, it's not the case. Salmin really gives good things. Kanzan and Two-World Deimos are both small, ordinary-looking forge worlds without exclusive technology. The Titan Corps does not have Emperor-class Titans, and if you really talk about the price, they may not be as much as four mechanical arks.

For those sages or ordinary foundry workers, this is probably a good thing - the four purified mechanical arks fill the hardware gap in the field of high-end manufacturing, and the research on Blackstone, a warp-related material, and the development of the shipbuilding industry have accumulated valuable ancient technology for them. It can be said that Cadia basically has the conditions for being promoted to a large-scale foundry world.

When she truly eliminated the threat of the Eye of Terror, instead of slowly turning into an unknown and desolate planet over time, being recast by iron and fire to become a noble forge world flowing with the fiery blood of Ohm Messiah could be an option, a dignified ending that a hero deserves.

Moreover, to be a little more mercenary - Forge World is a special tax-free country, and Cadia is the capital of the Cadia System. In this way, the entire Cadia System is the private property of the Mechanicus and does not need to pay taxes. As long as the Forge General of Forge World Cadia is his man, it will be fine.

Chapter 138 Swallowing the Sky

Yes, Salmin was not only after the Mechanicus's manpower, technology and industrial output, but even the entire Cadia Mechanicus itself was not enough to satisfy his appetite. He also wanted to make the newly born Forge World Cadia his first chess piece to get involved in the Mechanicus, and a new helper to continue to expand and maintain his fleet expansion.

There is only one reason that limits his military strength: logistics.

Take a basic shipborne macro cannon as an example. It takes about a month from mining to smelting and then to the oiler's factory. It takes another half a month to cast and bless. These Titan-sized, millions of tons of solid giants are absolutely beyond human control, and Cadia is simply unable to forge such casting equipment.

This means that Cadia's industrial capacity cannot even provide the ammunition and other scattered supplies required by any of the Salmin fleets. The current strategic supply is completely dependent on the long-distance supply of the initially industrialized Skarus. But all of this is based on one thing, that is, Cadia's industrial capacity cannot be increased quickly.

This is an objective limitation at the material level, but Salmin never said that the development and changes of objective materials cannot be diverted by his subjective will. A Mechanicus fleet equipped with a large number of non-corrupted mechanical arks is enough to do it. As long as he usurps the Forge General of the new Cadia Forge World, a brand new fleet will emerge out of thin air.

This sounds like a fantasy, but now is the most hopeful moment. The stubbornness and xenophobia of the oil man are well known to everyone. It is a joke to seize power by conventional means. So when will he accept a pagan? The answer is when facing heretics - heretics are always more hated than pagans.

In order to intensify the conflict between Kanzan and the Two-World Demos (not Demos), he also deliberately created a territorial dispute, such as Britain's withdrawal from India. The simple mechanics who had always enjoyed an entire planet to themselves had never suffered such humiliation, and they would explode without him even starting the fire.

When the academic exchanges between the two sides gradually became lively and the Titan Legion was mobilized, Salmin sent down a fleet of real battleships that covered the sky to cool down the two sides. He demanded a ceasefire and then gave each side fifty lashes. In order to prevent the two sides from getting really angry, he naturally doubled the monthly shipments.

This set of British and American tricks worked well. There was no need to monitor it specifically. Just stand there and all the open source and closed source stuff would come out. The report on his case was even more complicated. Today he was reported for using heretical technology, and tomorrow he was exposed for researching alien technology. Every now and then, he was accused of being a black oil man...

Now, when he proposed to formally make the settled Cadia a special tax-free forge world, there was no one left who had no problem with it, and there was no sage who could accept it. And just as Salmin was about to implement the next step of the plan and try to take down the Mechanicus in this one month of free time -

As expected, an accident happened.

Going back to seven minutes ago, the Cadia Navy United Front Department detected subspace fluctuations, but the momentum of this jump was a bit too huge. If it weren't for Old Tan who didn't hide it at all and drilled into Cadia, whose defenses are now stronger than Terra, this would have been a general attack by the Chaos Fleet.

Let’s rule out the first possibility first. What is the current situation in Cadia? How is it possible that allies or friendly forces are coming?

It was obvious who was coming. For this reason, five nearby cruiser formations had blocked the expected jump-out point early, and the escort fleet was also laying mines. Communications from the naval aviation squadrons of the surrounding void fortresses were intertwined in the starry sea, and in the distance, the tail flames of two super-combat hunting fleets were looming.

The efficiency brought by the unified and efficient detection and hybrid command system combined with the current void fortressization of the Cadia galaxy is unattainable by the old-fashioned army in the past. At the very least, it is simply unimaginable to assemble more than two hundred warships and six super battleships to form a blockade network in less than half an hour.

The Storm Eagle formation attacked in the form of bomb trucks, with heavy anti-ship plasma bombs carried on all the attachment points on its body. Under the furious escort, it roared past the magnificent and gorgeous churches of the Vanguard Fleet. Those were countless Gothic spiked squares interwoven with dazzling white and the Empire's favorite gold.

Under the majesty and symbol of the empire are the side gun muzzles with a faint glow and the light spear turrets that look like they are forged from gold. These titanic giants hold their heads high, and every silent and slow rotation is enough to capture people's hearts. This is the power of the God of All Machines revealed by the bite between the majestic steel creations and the bearings! The rotating turrets are the most tranquil embodiment of this charm.

No one, not even the Chaos enemies, would have the slightest doubt about the power of the Imperial Navy's heavy artillery, and no one would have the slightest doubt about their rightful victory after seeing such a powerful army and a reserve fleet that was more than five times larger. The first mover against the last was so desperate and unreasonable.

The fleet that jumped out of the subspace was said to be a void shield, and even the energy supply of the engine and main gun was difficult to meet. Once they were ambushed, the only solution was to use volume to exchange for time. In front of the light spears and macro cannons, even the most degenerate and alienated armor could not protect anything. The artillery fire of the super war would ignite the sky within half an hour!

When a battered Mechanicus fleet emerged from the brilliant purple, what appeared before them was this horrifying scene - with just one misfire, this fleet that had traveled thousands of light years, along with the hope that had been built over ten thousand years, would be wiped out.

And this kind of change, this sweet change, only needs a little light and shadow, a dreamy whisper, and a classic drama of the death of hope will be performed in the Milky Way! Ten thousand years of hard work finally get a rest, and then turn into deep despair in betrayal, what a familiar scene, He loves this kind of epic re-enactment, especially the kind of coincidence that does not require Him to do it himself.

"This is the Grand Magus of the Adeptus Mechanicus, Dominius Belisarius Cawl! Stop the attack!" At this moment, just like ten thousand years ago, when the Great Heresy had just ended, he, who was standing like a minion, jumped onto the face of the Imperial Navy fleet that was cleaning up the battlefield. Then, while driving the rebel warship, he happily received a one-stop service of sinking the fleet and capturing prisoners.

The difference is that, thirty years later, he is now the Grand Magus of the Adeptus Mechanicus, a super war beast that can fight against the Chapter Master, although it is no different under the cannons of the Imperial Navy. Resolving the misunderstanding is the solution with the highest probability of survival, and he doesn't even need the Cawl Choir to tell him this.

Ps: Kaul's brain is essentially a complex computing system composed of himself + countless copies of his AI + the souls that he has absorbed and that have the ability to think (or personality data, whatever you want to call it). He compares himself to the conductor of an orchestra, and all these artificial intelligences and programs are the musicians. This actually makes Kaul a digital life form.

Chapter 139 Belisarius Cawl

The fleet surrounding him showed no signs of corruption, which was undoubtedly the best news. Cadia had not fallen yet and even retained a main fleet of such a scale. For him, this was more important than his own danger. "Send an identification code to the Imperial Navy." No matter how tense the situation was now, his identity as a great sage could not be faked.

"Charge the void shield, but do not activate the turret or turn it - so as not to deepen the misunderstanding!" As long as the commander of the Imperial fleet is calm enough, all disasters can be avoided. Although this attempt does not affect him from putting on the Armor of Fate used to treat Guilliman and preparing to teleport away.

Things are developing in a positive direction. The elite, organized and disciplined Imperial Navy is not like those rough guys who don't obey orders. A reckless act in a naval battle may lead to the demise of tens of millions of officers and soldiers of an entire fleet. Getting orders before taking action is not just nonsense, but a requirement, or a discipline!

Before the fleet commander, Lord Admiral Essex, gave the order to attack, they were not allowed to open fire, even if the void shield of the unknown fleet's flagship was charging. Both the light signals and the communication within the ship required them to remain calm and let the navy boarding team cooperate with the Astartes to board first.

The reason for issuing this order was very simple. It was not a good choice for Caul to report his own name. This old man had been unknown for thousands of years. But it just so happened that Essex really knew this name. His commander had mentioned this name, the name of a man who was destined to change the status quo of the empire, Belisarius Caul!

"The entire fleet is on second-level combat readiness. No unauthorized firing is allowed. Flesh Tearers and Black Templars begin boarding to suppress Cawl's fleet. Finally, connect the Ark Mechanicus's communications."

As the supreme commander of the front line, Essex immediately understood the current situation. The suspicion of this unknown fleet has not been cleared yet, but Belisarius Cawl himself should be trustworthy. So first avoid accidental firing, then let the Astartes control the Cawl fleet and report to the commander at the same time. Such a conservative choice is what Cadia needs now.

The roaring aircraft formation rose again under the watchful eyes of the Mechanicus's close defense gun crew. Cawl could even see the terrifying glimmer of the plasma bombs, but they did not completely explode into balls of blue-white scorching flames. "Six Glory Queens... No, they are three or four kilometers smaller than Tie Yong's, but too big to be included in the battle line."

His first reaction was - what year is this? This class of warships is obviously still of the Imperial style, but it is definitely not an Imperial active warship, let alone a mass-produced warship. He dared to swear on his identity as a great sage of the Mechanicus! Damn it, they wouldn't have wandered in the turbulent waves of the warp for thousands of years, right?

The figure and her words that appeared on the holographic panel in front of him also confirmed this conjecture. "This is the Armageddon White Eagle Battle Fleet, Lord Admiral Essex. Your Excellency the Great Sage Cawl, I need to obtain your navigation log and the purpose of the trip, please forgive me."

The girl's words were quite tactful, but this request was almost harsh - not to mention the purpose of the trip, the logbook, as the name suggests, 41k is not 4.1k, there is no electronic version or photocopy of this thing. In short, it was a tactful request to board the ship and take over the overall situation. He even saw two kinds of Stormbirds painted in different colors tearing through the storm!

Wait, Storm…Bird?

Damn it! Why are there storm birds? Even he doesn't have this ancient and precious creation from thousands of years ago. By the time he became famous in the 32nd millennium, storm birds had become the lifeblood of every warband. At most, he could only secretly snatch some qualified warriors from the warband. So what year is it now?

"——!" The wild anger that was justified interrupted Kahl's thoughts. Was it an illusion? No, how could he have such a lowly thing as an illusion! He would never be angry about it. Even if the readings were normal and even the psychic detector did not work, there must be an external force interfering with his thinking just now, an external force that did not want to see peace!

He knew that there were things in the universe that were beyond human reach, so was that a trick played by a Tzeentch? Want to start a war? Then I surrender. If you don't know what to do, just do the opposite. Anyway, the teleportation is ready, so I can just run away.

"I come with good intentions, so I will accept your terms - unconditional surrender to the White Eagle Fleet of Armageddon. But this is not out of cowardice, but out of reason. The evil forces of the enemies of mankind are trying to stir up trouble among us, and Cadia is in danger. It needs our combined strength."