Warhammer: My Mother Sanguinius

Chapter 141 The Poor Eleventh Legion (Please Subscribe)

Regarding the issue of legion cooperation, we quickly reached an agreement with Colchis Casting General.

Because of the previously signed agreement and the Archangel's personal charm, the whole process was unusually smooth and there were no major setbacks.

Things are not over yet.

"What about the transformation plan for two satellites of Baal?" Sanguinius asked.

Baal is her home planet, so she naturally can't just leave.

As for the progress of Baal's transformation, Sanguinius has been paying attention to it even during the war.

Now that I finally have the opportunity to return to Baal II, I will naturally take this opportunity to solve the current problems once and for all.

"The two moons of Baal were once paradise-like garden worlds." General Colchis said with a very regretful tone, "Unfortunately, the war that broke out in the Old Night completely destroyed the ecology of the two planets. To this day, the harshness of the environment of these two moons is even worse than that of some notorious death worlds." "So..." Sanguinius frowned slightly with a gloomy face. We are not capable, but we are tough enough, just lacking more equipment and opportunities to prove ourselves. I smiled. I was a little firm. "But..." General Colchis changed the subject. I know the situation of the 11th Legion better than anyone else. "What brought you failure, the chainsaw swords and bolt guns in your hands, or the belief in the crown and the loyalty to all mankind?" Brady looked at Corcyra and said fiercely, my voice was not loud, but it was full of majesty. Azkelon said with deep disapproval, "When you were the Ghost Corps, you had suffered the same treatment. Compared to killing aliens and various enemies of the Empire on the battlefield, you were more willing to pull the heads of these worms from the Military Affairs Department from the spine and hang them in the corridors of the warship as ornaments."

The company where Corcyra was located suffered heavy losses. Corcyra, who had just undergone a transformation surgery, became a glorious Astartes warrior.

Brady crossed his hands behind his chest and bowed slightly to the little angel.

The former was seriously thinking about the feasibility of that attempt.

When Brady's thoughts were briefly withdrawn from his memory.

"Can you take the liberty to ask what their next target is..."

When Brady saw the little angel stop and nod to him with a smile, I realized that the Primarch, who was not very famous in the Empire, seemed to have nothing to say to me.

Even more than a small number of aliens in Saint Valentine's memory.

We will fight for the honor of the Legion, for Baal, and for our Primarch who has not yet returned.

Saint Valentine stared at the image behind him for a long time without saying a word.

"Loyalty is not inferior or superior." Saint Valentine said fiercely.

To be honest.

The forging world of Baal II was busy.

The little angel shining with the glory of the Empire.

"It will get worse."

"It is almost impossible to completely restore it to its original ecological environment. The radiation remaining on Baal II will continue to flow with the blood of Baal's people, and it will remain the same thousands of years later."

Because of the pair of ice-white huge wings on his back.

Didi!

He is the Primarch of the Fourth Legion and the only man in Baal.

"Although you are unclear whether the fortress will play a military role, after all, Talas is in the heart of the Empire."

"Just choose that option." Saint Valentine replied.

That peaceful and gentle posture, as well as these words that make people feel like spring breeze, really made Brady feel a little flattered.

The roar of the engines behind me had not stopped yet, and these heavy aircraft disappeared in the thick smoke.

"It's nice to see you."

Corcyra, wearing an old gray-white Mark VII power armor, said with envy, and swallowed his saliva involuntarily while speaking.

"Emperor, villain."

You can sense the kindness in General Colchis' words and deeds.

We did not have a similar experience to the 14th Legion. We suffered heavy losses in the war to liberate Terra, which directly changed our position in the small expedition.

"That is indeed a good way to kill two birds with one stone." Saint Valentine smiled and nodded slightly.

Our legion was split up and carried out missions within the galaxy. In the face of fierce battles, we had to get sufficient supplies, and sometimes even our own merits had to be denied. In order to save a little ammunition, we had to choose to retreat with a chainsaw sword for low-risk melee.

Along with the faint electronic sound, a weak light shot out from General Colchis's fourth eye.

But there are no exceptions.

"You are also very happy to see him there, Captain Brady." The little angel smiled and said, with the same gentleness in your voice. What surprised Brady was that such a brilliant Primarch actually knew the name of such a big character like himself.

I reached out and patted Corcyra's shoulder, "Everything will go wrong before your Primarch returns. It's just a big setback, nothing small."

It takes some time to maintain, improve and equip weapons.

"Theoretically, it is feasible." Azkelon replied thoughtfully, "As the original body, your orders will not be responded to as the first priority, and Bawei is not a forging world of the empire. If everything goes well, As long as it takes eighty standard Terra hours, Captain Brady’s supplies will be enough.”

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"That's exactly what happened."

In the vicinity of Cyberport, there is the shadow cast by the giant metal tower.

"call…"

The latter never thought that such a primarch who met by chance would do that for his own warriors.

These eyes were light gray, serious and resolute, but they also contained a tiredness that could not be concealed.

Very wonderful.

I took a moment to consider my words, "What you have accomplished is nothing compared to what you have accomplished out there."

Thinking again about the armory outside his shabby battle barge, which could make anyone cry when he saw it and sad when he heard it, Corcyra couldn't help but sigh again.

And with the regression of the small expedition, and the return of the original body.

"Thank you for your blessing."

Vigorous and high-spirited.

"You know they wiped out the Bonecutter warlords who were doing evil in the Zhang Guanxin galaxy, and hundreds of millions of people in the empire were saved from war because of their efforts."

The light is dazzling, like a bright moon rising from the abyss.

In Brady's view, that is not a positive title, but an acknowledgment of the capabilities of the Eleventh Corps.

——

The Eleventh Legion, which had received so much attention in the first place, was directly forgotten by the War Council.

The smile on the face of such a giant metal dragon is absolutely terrifying.

The Emperor's War that broke out in the Galaxy North was not the opportunity Brady had been waiting for. The Eleventh Legion, which had been together for a long time, reunited.

"What you say next may not be offensive." St. Valentine paused for a moment and continued, "You saw their battle barges under the Zhang Guan Xin forging world, and you also understand what they went through under the Zhang Guan Xin galaxy. A tragic war. You don’t share their loyalty and strength, but if they go to the emperor’s battlefield in their current state, they will probably suffer tragic losses.”

We stand in front of the little angel with our heads held high, and we are dwarfed by the descendants of the little angel.

Brady and Azkelon both had stunned expressions on their faces.

Speaking of which, Colchis often made a big joke.

after all.

I was obviously not prepared for that matter.

You are not wearing armor, but are wearing a red and gold robe, with a red-gold iron chain tied around your waist, and your long hair is tied into a ponytail.

The Holy Blood Guards in finely crafted power armor and the legionnaires in scarlet power armor followed step by step in front of our original body.

Then he led the soldiers in front of him in small steps back.

Zhang Guanxin quickly stood upright and replied, "It's faith and loyalty!"

"Has the Ministry of Military Affairs arranged supply quotas for them?" Saint Valentine asked understandingly.

A few days ago.

"Thank you for the compliment." General Colchis took back the graphic, "The most problematic words..."

The new equipment is dazzling when you look at it.

That was an old warrior.

The same words, spoken from the mouth of the original body, can make people feel powerful.

After searching for Land Raiders, Cyclone rocket launchers, Typhon super-heavy siege tanks and other weapons, they hurriedly drove into the ground heavy transport vehicle amidst the roar of the engine, loading the vehicle to its full capacity. The small metal engine will escape into the sky and park the metal behemoths that can change the battlefield in the right place.

The little angel spoke again.

The Eleventh Legion does not bear the nickname Legion of the Faced Ones.

The robe has no openings in the front. As the long legs swing, you can often see a touch of snow-white skin and perfect muscle lines on the back.

You hold a small brown paper bag without snacks in your hand and take a leisurely walk under the computer.

The sound of footsteps came from Tongzui.

"If these near-ground defense circles can definitely work under Zhang Guanxin, you will not only be able to solve the life problems of Ran Dan's people, but also get an indestructible fortress."

Bad some time ago.

Comes from the distant Gilles system, which is far away from the world of Ba moon.

When fighting against a group of green-skinned warlords wandering in the Zhang Guanxin galaxy.

The scene reminded Brady of the big ducks walking behind their mother duck before the rain.

He said, "The information you brought back from Tulan gave me some new enlightenment."

The serious expression on Brady's face suddenly softened, and he barely managed a smile.

Huge spaceport facilities were built under both planets, a constellation of steel and plastic steel extensions, scattered with sulfuric light nets. The two are crowded with large aircraft flying back and forth between the landing sites. Their number is countable, and they are full of smoothness and beauty based on mathematics.

In the past.

"Faith is the strong armor you wear, and loyalty is the sharp knife in your hand."

The latter is a shining angel, while the former is like a desolate wanderer on the edge of the Milky Way. Be a Brady and have no shame, because our loyalty is stronger than any of our cousins.

A similar picture appears behind Saint Valentine. The background is the endless white and dark universe. The light lights up and a red world appears behind you.

"It's so majestic."

"You can understand their mood." Saint Valentine's eyes had moving emotions.

"I will definitely send an order to the Ministry of Military Affairs in your name. Will this make the process slower to complete?" St. Valentine asked suddenly.

You spoke in a reminiscence tone, "Your heirs were also separated and treated fairly, but everything will go bad, and so will they."

At the same time, such a new recruit is still a member of the reconnaissance company and will not have the opportunity to put on power armor and retreat into a low-intensity combat zone.

The soldiers of the Fourth Legion were waiting quietly, and it was a fun time.

Then he saw a pair of serious eyes looking at him blinkingly.

"You have made a large sample. I can't show it to you first." General Colchis said in a unique and powerful mechanical voice.

It has only been two or eight years since I underwent reconstructive surgery and became a member of the Eleventh Legion.

Saint Valentine was also the liberator of the forge world of Baal.

Brady spoke loudly.

The owner of the eyes is Brady, the commander of the 4th Company of the 11th Legion. He has a face with Chinese characters and a short stature. It makes people feel that he should be wearing a Terminator instead of this shabby Mark VII small expedition power armor.

"The empire's bureaucracy is not as responsive as you think, little man." Brady said. "The message you send is like a drop of water falling into the rivers and lakes. In the blink of an eye, it is drowned by hundreds of millions of people." In the flood of information, you are not taken seriously, and your supply indicators are forgotten or even ignored. It will take a long time to get a response from the Ministry of Military Affairs, so in a small number of cases, you can only find your own way. "

Wait until I look up.

"Why--"

Two satellites were suspended below, both shining with vivid light.

You just exhaled heavily, smiled and said emphatically, "Ji Tongzhi's design has reached the pinnacle in both functionality and artistry."

And now——

It was like giving instructions to new recruits, and also like performing a common prayer.

Didn't Brady even notice that my voice had become lower, with a tone of independent pride, "What's the secret? The Eleventh Legion will reunite in the Emperor and fight in retreat according to Legion standards." , that’s not even a few decades away.”

Under the tarmac of Zhang Guanxin World Cyberport.

There was determination on Brady's face, which a moment ago turned into a fleeting look of anger and deep resignation.

Although Brady was not as extreme as Azkelon, he could not help but nodded before hearing those words.

The bad thing is that the legion's fleet has not yet contacted the Foundry General through the Astropath Chorus after arriving at the forge world of Bawei. In terms of orderly arrangements, that period of time was not long.