Chapter 451 Hong Suo Was Ignored Again, Which Might Be a Blessing (4K8)
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Uriel Ventris first spent about ten minutes in the wardroom beginning to state the contents of the orders he and Pasanius received during the trial at the Hera Fortress.
During this period, Soltarn re-issued a series of orders and used his power on the spot to build new rock defensive positions behind smoke bombs for the soldiers and aircrews on the forward front who were asked to stand by again.
"Despite the cover of smoke bombs, I still doubt that Toramino could detect something. After all, he has always been the most cunning among us and good at allying with demons." Soltarn said in the Blood Raven Think Tank His eyes remained motionless. On the contrary, he explained to Uriel, Jeffer, Leonid and others, "I didn't want to expose my ability so quickly. It was used as a surprise back-up move to deal with Tolamino." It’ll be useful when you’re in a group.”
"You don't sound like your former accomplices very much, stonemasons." Pasanius said angrily, almost with a bit of resentment, "You have been with them for ten thousand years, but you don't have any brotherhood at all?"
"We were numb, Pasanius, very numb." Soltarn shook his head. "Many people put their ambitions before relationships and brotherhood. Maybe that's why we fell apart and couldn't be fathers." When they are willing to lead us, we will live like a group of blind stragglers, and those who don't will all become champions of some Chaos God or even Demon Princes."
The word "demon prince" obviously reminded the mortal officers in this room of something bad. Lieutenant Colonel Leonid shifted his posture uncomfortably, then exclaimed when Uriel mentioned the Omphalos evil spirit and Honso they encountered.
"Honso?" The lieutenant colonel almost collapsed, "You said the pharmacist you met who saved you - does that mean doctor?! What's his name? Hongso? Pharmacy master? Isn't he a war blacksmith? ?”
"Brother Apothecary is not only responsible for medical duties, but also for the new blood of our battle group. Warsmith? (Warsmith)?" This word undoubtedly has a kind of magic. Uriel looked around the room and found that the warriors who were not Iron Warriors were all clicking. Get started.
Brother Wolf grinned, and his voice was filled with dust and cracked ice, like the low roar of a Fenrisian lone wolf in the Gobi, "War Blacksmith is the title of the Iron Warriors Great Company or Warband Lord. Honso is The former master of Kallan-Gol Fortress, the most powerful and cruel warsmith on Medlengard."
"How could he be a good man who saved lives and healed the wounded?! How could that be possible?! Let alone a doctor! If he were a doctor... Oh my god! I still remember the way those respectable soldiers died... He was the one who led The ruthless devil who stormed our fortress with the Iron Warriors and took over after the Demon Prince killed Captain Eshara! I'm here! I will never forget the massacre in front of the inner gate that day! And Captain Eshara! We... we failed to complete the mission he entrusted to me... Those gene seeds..." Lieutenant Colonel Leonid knelt down. He fell down, full of tears, and murmured to himself, "Oh, God, Emperor, please forgive me, please bless me, I fought side by side with a group of demons, just to kill another group of demons..."
"Wait a minute." All the Space Marines here, whether they are loyal or corrupt, a certain word that pops out of this mortal's mouth can obviously touch the nerves of any Astartes who are still sane.
"What did you just say? Gene seed? How does a mortal know this term?"
Lieutenant Colonel Leonid looked up from his pain, tears staining the front of his sky-blue uniform. "It was the order entrusted to us by Captain Eshara. At that time, there were not many warriors of the Imperial Fists left. We, we also discovered the betrayal of the Mechanicus... That terrible thing revealed to us that they wanted to use the gene seeds. For blasphemous purposes, Captain Eshara told me that we must destroy all the gene seed freezers. We ran down, but there were too many... There were too many down there... We had too few people and not enough firepower. It’s too late…”
"Wait, a lot of gene seeds? A lot? Why is such a large and precious gene seed inventory stored under your fortress? You said they are usually only guarded by mortals? Why have I never heard of the storage location of such an important thing? Said?"
"I don't know. But being guarded by mortals... is not a good thing. Damn the Mechanicus." A trace of pain once again climbed onto the sick face of Lieutenant Colonel Leonid. He coughed and a stream of fresh blood The smell mixed with the smell of visceral lesions penetrated into everyone present. In the detection nerve of an Astartes, he could not continue to speak until his cough subsided, "It was Captain Eshara and I who discovered the conspiracy under the fortress... It was all a conspiracy! Betrayal! The Mechanicus betrayed We! Betrayed millions of loyal lives!”
Uriel and Pasanius looked at each other in shock at what they had heard, while the others didn't look much better, with Soltarn narrowing his eyes and Seraphas letting out a sneer.
"To get to the point, what's going on with the gene seeds? Lieutenant Colonel, this is very important. It may affect our subsequent rearrangement of the fortress attack plan!" Finally, the old stonemason shouted, and at the same time a ripple of mental power was as stable as a mountain rock. It spread from him and enveloped the room. The deep wrinkles on the former Blood Raven Librarian's face relaxed, and he let out an intoxicated sigh. "This is really amazing." The hair of the Wolf Brother next to him also became less fluffy.
The Dragoon Commander sniffed, quickly calmed down, apologized to them, and began to describe the things they encountered in the deepest part of the fortress of the Heart of Hydra, "...so that was worse than the deepest nightmare. The disgusting Mechanicus-Priest - I'm not sure when he betrayed - told us that the fortress we were guarding was one of the few in the galaxy where the Mechanicum itself used Come to one of the seed banks that stores a large number of frozen gene seeds, and their invasion is to take these seeds and make new Chaos Space Marines. Then... we were defeated, the honorable Captain Eshara and the Empire. The warriors of the Fist were all killed, their bodies desecrated, and we as slaves and these things - Honso should have brought us and the seeds to this place."
A stream of curses and curses rose from the surrounding Astartes. Kayama of the Crimson Fist and other renegade members of the Imperial Fists still seemed particularly indignant - obviously, the traitors still had some residual sense of honor left in their hearts just as Uriel had evoked. in thought.
"We must not allow this to happen!" someone shouted.
Uriel Ventris frowned and thought about this latest information. When his gray eyes collided with Soltarn's light blue eyes again, he knew that this mysterious former Iron Warrior had appeared. The Silver Skull Second Company Commander has already thought of him.
"So." He said, "Now, I begin to understand the meaning of Lord Tigris suddenly giving us this task on the eve of the verdict. You see, not long after we left our home star, the evil spirit of Omphalos appeared and took us away. We were sent to the Destiny Steel, we met... and then we came here again, met Soltarn, and came together Attacking Karan-Gol Fortress. Finally, we heard this key information at this critical moment, from an unexpected source. It was just right for us to complete our journey across the galaxy in a short time. , arrived at the right place at the right time, Lord Tigris is undoubtedly a great prophet.”
"Uh-huh." Soltarn replied, "As for the ability of the prophets, I think we are mainly because some of the prophetic masters on the ship are not doing their jobs properly... But it is true, when all the coincidences come together, then it will happen It’s not a coincidence, something must be happening.”
"Why did you still see the evil spirit of Omphalos?" The former Blood Raven Think Tank asked a little surprised, "You got on its blood-red train that uses corpses as fuel and the conductors eat people, and you still survived?"
"Yes. This demon train has an extremely evil boiler and evil operator... Looking at your expressions, do you all know the evil spirit of Omphalos?"
"It is very famous in Medlengard because it is a very famous carrier here responsible for transporting slaves and other things. In terms of its function of traveling through space, this demon and its locomotive are very efficient." Crow shrugged, "Only one slave is consumed every hundred light years, which is a good deal for the Iron Warriors."
Others looked at them suspiciously. “I’ve never heard of anyone sitting on it and coming out alive and intact.”
"That's because it later crashed into Soltarn's ship... and then it was destroyed... I think it was... as far as I knew at the time..."
Next, Uriel spent more than an hour telling the follow-up story of their cosmic traffic accident.
The listeners present listened very carefully. During this process, Soltarn has been very patient and restrained. At the same time, he accepted the various looks of the traitors. At the same time, the normal layout of this war room also gave the traitors a lot of attention. They were deeply impressed.
The Blood Raven Librarian used his rich dark knowledge to fill in various details about the incredible demons Uriel and Leonid saw. But he didn't know any further operations, such as how to summon them or how to defeat them with spells. "If my knowledge had reached that point I wouldn't be here," he said sadly.
"I have to say, while I really doubt you are the Iron Warrior, the Soltarn vo Bronn we've heard about, you smell so close..."
The old stonemason glared hard at Svolgard, who was getting closer and closer, "...Why do you smell a little like the emperor..."
"The emperor's warriors, right?" Soltarn had to cut off the gray wolf's muttering. "That is also possible. After all, our father is also the emperor's biological son. Since we are not at the mercy of Chaos now, then It always smells different, and you can’t find any similar warriors here besides us, can you?”
"Your father...? But hasn't the Lord of Steel long ago..."
"Perhaps we should take a good rest before starting the war." Soltarn did not give him a chance to continue, "Go to our canteen for a meal, then repair your power armor, and then return to Wo. How about revising our plan of attack?"
"Canteen? It's such a new term. I may not have heard it in decades." The hungry traitors were all slightly cheered up by this suggestion.
"Come, my guests. Although this is not the Iron... Destiny Steel, I will still do my best to restore the standard there."
——Bird laughter of unknown meaning————
Finally, after the newcomers were satisfied with their meals and equipment repairs, a new attack plan for the Kalan-Gol Fortress was re-determined under the auspices of Soltarn, with Uriel Ventress as the main staff officer.
In order to personally carry out and personally confirm the completion of their death oath mission, Uriel Ventress also made an unexpected strategy for the defenders - Soltarn said that this slightly "despicable" tactic was something that a veteran Iron Warrior like Tolamino would never expect the attacker to do, because the intelligence he received was that the attacker he faced was Soltarn, who was "also" an Iron Warrior.
Even if Tolamino had always been good at power and intrigue in the original Fourth Legion, it would not work. The combat experience of the Iron Legion was to never retreat, to advance inch by inch and to confront inch by inch - even in siege warfare, such tactics are actually quite rigid nowadays.
So it was natural that this stealth raid mission was proposed by the former Ultramarines Captain - don't forget why he was expelled from his own regiment.
The plan was simple to summarize: Soltarn led the army and siege equipment to attract the attention of the defenders in front of the Kalan-Gol Fortress and conduct a tentative attack, while Uriel Ventress led this mixed team, including himself and Pasanius, 29 Space Marines from various chapters, approached the fortress through a narrow path known only to the most agile and bold scouts among these traitors and tried to sneak into it quietly.
"Any attempt to go too deep into the fortress or even just its defensive wall can basically be regarded as a suicide mission." The mysterious green-armored battle brother who provided them with this path said so at the time.
Now, finally around the foot of the sharp and towering mountain where the Kalan-Gol Fortress is located, Uriel, who has a closer and clearer view of the fortress, understands the heavy meaning of his words.
The fortress that Tolamino now ruled was a nightmare of blood-coagulated stone, twisted roaring darkness and sharp teeth pointing to the sky, screams and the sound of the combustion chamber of the forge fire, and the heartbeat that made the huge fortress sound like a living dragon entrenched - if you listen carefully, you will find that it is the rhythmic sound of the hammers driven by unknown energy.
The fortress has a group of towering spires that are unreasonable in number and degree of anti-physics, like the claws of howling beasts stabbing the sky. Relying on these spires, they have more halls in the air and flying beams connecting various places that look extremely dangerous. The whole fortress and its surroundings are full of various movements caused by mechanical and biological torture. Every wall looks scarred, alive and hungry, and all these buildings have supernatural smoke at the bottom. Even the enhanced eyes of Astartes will feel very uncomfortable if they stare at any of them for too long.
In short: a dark and huge demon fortress factory complex that stands above a hell of flames and demons.
And the place where they set out has begun to hear sporadic artillery test firing: the golden red explosion flames are like waves embellishing the edge of the black and red hell. This means that they have to hurry up, and the longer Soltarn is the siege party, the more disadvantages it will suffer.
He looked around again.
Everyone, including Pasanius, had a look on their faces that was clear about their goals.
This is good, the value of death should be chosen by the dying.
"We don't have a priest, but now we can start the last prayer."
Uriel put his weapon on the ground and began to pray.
"What to pray to? To the All-Father? I haven't been a warrior of the All-Father for a long time." Volsgard asked.
Uriel opened the sealing ring and pulled out his rose rosary from his collar, and the pendant dangled in the air.
The former Blood Raven Librarian looked at it with fascination.
"This is a blessing from a saint. If you don't know who to pray to, you can pray to it. It's better than praying to the wrong person out of thin air."
The wolf brother laughed, "I like your idea, Uriel Ventris!"
The transparent small crystal ball pendant is stuffed with a ball of black and white hair. It looks like someone tried to make it into an animal but it's blurred due to long-term running and shaking.
"Okay... Then let's see if you, the furry god, can bless us and our weapon's machine soul." The green-armored veteran next to him, who had half of his face missing and replaced with metal, also laughed, "I haven't had my weapon's machine soul for a long time... eh?"