Chapter 327 The Primarch Rises: The Storm Comes

Varrick was walking under the huge dome of the track deck. He was walking around anxiously and shouting, driving away the ground crew and servitors who were busy everywhere. The young track officer waved his arms and shouted at the workers who were carrying the weapon boxes on the side.

"Hurry up! You lazy pigs! Hurry up! Marshal Vito may arrive at any time! If this place is still so messy when he arrives, you will all be whipped! And I promise to beat you to pieces!"

The workers carrying the boxes put the gray-green long boxes onto the transport vehicle one by one. They turned their heads and looked at Varrick behind them, who was wearing a gray-green military uniform, a wide-brimmed hat and two silver stars on his shoulders. One of them complained and patted the box at hand.

"But Lieutenant Colonel, where are we moving these boxes? They haven't been registered yet." A worker holding a registration book asked in surprise. He tapped the notebook in his hand, but Lieutenant Colonel Varrick walked over angrily, grabbed his notebook and slapped him on the head.

Varrick slapped the worker's forehead heavily, and the latter subconsciously stepped back a few steps and bumped into the carriage of the transport vehicle. The worker rubbed his head and looked at the speechless Varrick in front of him.

The lieutenant colonel looked at the boxes on the car, then took out a pen from his arms and quickly signed a line of words. The line that should have been beautiful became crooked because Varrick wrote too fast, and it was almost impossible to recognize his name. After writing it in a flamboyant manner, Varrick threw the notebook to the worker.

"I approve the entry into the warehouse! Get these ghost things away for me!" Varrick pointed at the boxes on the car and shouted. He also looked nervously at the direction of the deck entrance. He knew that Vito might appear from there at any time, and the emperor was above! Why did those oil guys choose to land here! This damn place was just an ordinary cargo deck ten minutes ago, full of boxes and cans everywhere, but now it is here to welcome the arrival of the marshal.

What's worse is that Varrick only knew about this five minutes ago. He hurried over because everyone on the deck knew that he was now the Marshal's personal attendant, so this temporary and unlucky welcoming job was thrown to Varrick.

He hurried over and grabbed all the workers, servitors and ground staff he met along the way to clean the deck. Emperor! This deck full of containers is definitely not suitable for welcoming a god. If the Marshal is dissatisfied, everyone here will be whipped lightly, and there is a high probability that they will be shot directly!

"But sir, you are not the warehouse manager, so you don't have the authority to come here," the worker muttered quietly, looking at the signature on his hand, and then chose to shut up when Varrick turned his head and glared at him.

"I am the Marshal's attaché! What I say is the highest instruction! Get these ghosts out now! Get them as far away as possible!" Varrick roared at the workers in front of him. They looked at each other in bewilderment, still struggling with whether Varrick really had the qualifications and power, but Varrick couldn't wait any longer.

The lieutenant colonel stepped forward and grabbed the collar of the worker holding the notebook. Varrick pushed him to the cab of the transporter, then kicked and punched the remaining workers to get on the car immediately or go to other places to help. With his "vivid reminder", the transporter soon drove away with the boxes, and everyone ran away to help elsewhere.

Varrick looked at them and rubbed his head speechlessly. He straightened his military uniform and looked around at the busy crowd. Everyone was working hard. The deck, which was a mess just now, became much cleaner. Well, there were still many boxes left here, but at least the neatness was acceptable.

The rank badge on Varrick's shoulder was branded with two silver stars, which sparkled under the light of the deck. Yes, that's right, remember what I said before? Lieutenant Colonel Varrick, not Captain.

Yes, Varrick was promoted, and he was promoted twice to the commander level in one step. This is not common. Even considering Varrick's own prominent family background, it is still quite rare in the army. Continuous promotions usually only appear in officers with outstanding military achievements and undisputed service records. They usually have fought for the empire for most of their lives and are not young.

But Varrick was obviously very young, very young, and his promotion was not due to his military exploits, nor to his family. If the latter was useful, he would have been a member of the commander class long ago. He was promoted because of Vito. As mentioned before, everyone knew that Varrick was now Vito's attendant, and as a marshal's attendant, the rank of captain was obviously too low. Therefore, those officials in the Military Affairs Department who were still scared to death because of the execution of the marshal lord planned to please Vito by promoting Varrick, hoping that he could say a few good words for them in front of the Supreme Marshal.

Varrick still remembered the scene when he was awarded the title. Even the new Minister of Military Affairs Hancock went there in person. He personally put on the rank for himself, and he was flattering himself and pampering him throughout the whole process. Humph, it was clear that no one in the entire Military Affairs Department cared about him as a small officer before, but now he became a marshal's attendant, and the attitude of these opportunists took a 180-degree turn.

Varrick thought about it and continued to roar at the surroundings. He shouted at the workers around him, "Hurry up! Hurry up! Get those garbage away!"

He roared and suddenly heard a burst of footsteps behind him. It was an ensemble of heavy footsteps, the sound made when tall giants stepped on the armored floor. Varrick was startled and immediately looked towards Entering the entrance of the deck, a large group of giants wearing golden armor walked in under the arch.

The lieutenant colonel looked at the golden giant at the head. His power claws were gently shaking at his side, and a golden halo flashed behind his head. He strode into the deck with his head held high, followed by a group of golden armors. Guards surrounded him.

Everyone around the place he passed knelt down. The workers who were busy moving things just now threw down the goods on hand and immediately turned to face him without hesitation and knelt down. In an instant, the entire deck was full of people. They were people kneeling on the ground. They were all lying on the ground facing the golden man.

Warrick immediately ran up, he quickly ran up to the golden giant and looked up into his eyes, and the latter also looked at Warrick with a smile, "Hello, Captain Warrick, oh, no Sorry, I didn’t notice you were a lieutenant colonel now.”

"Sir!" Varrick said and immediately knelt down. He knelt on one knee in front of Vito and buried his head to face Vito. "Please forgive us, sir. We started to clean up the deck temporarily. I didn't expect you." Arrived so soon.”

"It's okay, Varrick, I'm a soldier and I don't need a clean and tidy place to waste time to greet me. This place is clean enough. Considering that you have accomplished all this in such a short period of time, you have done a good job. "

"It's a great honor! Sir!" Varrick responded loudly while kneeling on the ground with his head buried. Vito smiled softly. He looked at the two silver stars on Varrick's shoulders and turned his head slightly to look behind him. Hancock.

"General Hancock, I remember that Officer Varrick was once a captain, right? His current military rank is lieutenant colonel. Is this promotion in compliance with the regulations based on his qualifications and service experience?"

Only then did Warrick notice that Hancock was also there. The newly appointed Minister of Military Affairs approached Vito in an extremely flattering manner. He tried to stay calm but still had a nervous and awkward smile on his face, "My lord, as a Your Marshal, Captain of the High Marshal's Attaché, is too low in rank, so we have decided to raise Varrick's rank to one worthy of yours."

"I'm not that great, and I don't need to break the rules to satisfy myself. Besides, whether it's a lieutenant colonel, a captain or a second lieutenant, talented people can follow me, and I will give them the power they deserve, regardless of Military rank."

Vito looked down at Hancock in front of him. The latter nervously took a few steps back and bumped into Eisenstein's lap. He saw the Imperial Fist Captain standing behind him and jumped forward a few times in fright. step.

Vito still looked at him, and after the latter turned his head nervously, he slightly turned to look at Varrick in front of him, "Let Varrick continue to be captain and do things according to the rules. Do you have any objection? Varrick."

"Of course not, Marshal, in fact I would be more than happy to do so."

"Oh? What do you say?"

"Because then I don't need to be kidnapped by certain people and groups into their political chariot, and I can truly serve you."

Varrick said as he glanced at Hancock out of the corner of his eye. The latter was extremely nervous when he saw Vito and glanced at him. The new Minister of Military Affairs was so frightened that his legs could hardly stand.

Vito just looked at him and smiled coldly, then turned his head to look at Varrick. He gently raised his hand to signal him to stand up, "Then get up, follow me, all of you, get up." , don’t let me delay your work.”

Varrick nodded slightly, and when Vito passed by, he stood up and followed Vito. The young Varrick followed the Supreme Marshal and followed his footsteps across the deck. Behind him were the tall golden-armored guard and two Astartes monks.

Varrick turned to observe the other followers behind him. He naturally knew the two Astartes. He had seen the Captain of the Imperial Fists and the Ultramarines Apothecary on the deck at that time, although they were both wearing helmets before. , resulting in Varrick not recognizing their faces, but now that he saw them, he knew what they looked like.

Eisenstein gently nodded to Varrick, who immediately nodded in response to the company commander. Then Varrick looked at the rest of the people, not to mention the Emperor's Custodes, and Han Kao, who came to flatter him. Ke and Mr. Harker, but he also unexpectedly noticed a female warrior wearing power armor with the same patterns, carvings and even styles as the Imperial Army.

Varrick looked at the female warrior in surprise. She walked with cold eyes and carried an extremely wide two-handed giant sword behind her. The weapon that resembled a Scottish broadsword was carried behind her, hanging high on her back. The ends of her silver hair swayed with her steps.

Varrick had never seen such a female warrior, and he was certain that she was not a member of the Sisters of Battle, but more like a Custodes, but were there any mortal warriors among the Custodes? Or a woman?

"Varrick." Vito suddenly spoke from the front, interrupting Varrick's observation and conception of the female warrior. He immediately turned to look at Vito in front of him, put his hand on his chest and bowed, "Sir."

"When will the Martians arrive?" Vito said, walking along the deck. His head glanced slightly at the deck entrance and exit with blue air shields flashing in the distance. A ship was sailing on the Milky Way background with twinkling stars outside. warships, including red warships sailing among them.

"I believe they will be here soon. The Mechanicus will never be late. They are as punctual as clocks." Varrick and Vito looked at the fleet outside and said, and Vito nodded slightly.

"Very good, how long will they arrive?"

After hearing the marshal's question, Varrick immediately took out the clock in his arms and flipped it open to take a look, "Now, sir." "Well, it can be seen that they are indeed very punctual, not a minute late."

After Vito said that, Varrick also raised his head again and saw an Archaeopteryx transport plane flying in from outside. The unique small transport plane unique to the Mechanicus flew in from outside the air shield. The red fighter plane fluttered its wings like a big steel bird and slowly flew in from outside the deck.

The Archaeopteryx glided above the deck dock for a distance and stopped. With the adjustment of the angle of the vector jet nozzle and the wings, the Archaeopteryx slowly and steadily hovered and then landed. The red iron bird landed on the deck with a huge downdraft.

Vito stopped. He and his entourage stood in front of the Archaeopteryx transport plane. A hatch at the end of the transport plane fell down after the yellow indicator light rotated and flashed. The hatch's descent time was almost seamlessly connected with the landing, which made people marvel at the execution of the Mechanicus.

As the hatch fell, several members of the Mechanicus walked down from it. Their iron feet stepped on the cabin door and stepped down from the Archaeopteryx. These visitors, who were almost completely mechanized, walked out of the transport plane and came to a few steps away from Vito, looking up at the golden giant in front of them.

The leading Skitarii officer looked at Vito with his mechanical eyes. His rose-red mechanical eyes locked Vito. After a moment, he knelt down as if he had completed the recognition. He and several members of the Mechanicus who were dressed differently behind him knelt in front of Vito.

"Sir Supreme Marshal, I am here to serve you under the order of Mars Casting General, leading the Martian Skitarians, the War Fleet and the Titan Legion. In the name of Om Messiah, we will obey all your orders."

"Mars Casting General? Are you here under his orders?" Vito frowned slightly after hearing this. He looked at the Skitarians leader in front of him and said coldly, and the power claws in his hands tightened involuntarily.

But obviously, the Skitarians leader did not notice the hostility in the words. He just mechanically expounded the words of greeting, which were just the program written in his own program.

"Yes, Marshal, we are here under the order of the General of the Forge, under the instructions of the Great Sage Belisarius Cawl himself. The Great Sage Cawl asked me to convey a message to you."

"The troubling problem has been solved, and the day of redemption is coming soon. I wish you good luck, my friend, and we will see each other after the end of the world." The leader of the Skitarii said so coldly, and his voice instantly became the voice of Cawl, and the very unique and strange synthesized sound came out of the throat of the leader of the Skitarii.

Vito was stunned for a moment after hearing Cawl's voice, and then he released his power claws with a silent smile. He knew what happened.

"I am honored, Skitarii Grand Marshal, please stand up and introduce you to me so that I know how to address you." Vito raised his hand and gestured. The members of the Mechanicus kneeling in front of him were not as scared as the officials on Terra and dared not stand up. They stood up directly. Obviously, they would not feel uncomfortable because they were standing in front of the Supreme Marshal during data calculation, and this was exactly the quality Vito needed at the moment.

He needs a group of calm warriors who can give him bold advice, not a group of bureaucrats who are afraid of him and can only flatter him.

"I am the high-ranking general of the Martian Skitarii, Beta β-1. I am ordered to lead the Martian Skitarii Corps. I have a full-strength Skitarii Corps under my command. According to the advice of the great sage Belisarius Cawl and the divine gift, he gave us three general cannons and asked me to bring them to Terra to fight for you."

"Wow, three general cannons? I know that Cawl has hidden a lot of good things, but I didn't expect him to be so rich. I will definitely go to him to fight the landlord before the expedition." Vito said with a smile, and then looked at the other two members of the Mechanicus behind Beta. They were all wearing red robes, but the symbols on them were completely different.

"What about these two respectable priests? How should I address our friends?"

"The one on my left is Father Eugen, the Commanding Priest. He is in charge of commanding all the ships in the war fleet. Father Eugen will receive your orders on his Oberon-class battleship "Om Messiah's Wrath."

Beta raised his hand slightly to introduce the priest on the left, who immediately nodded to Vito, and the marshal also nodded politely in response.

"How many warships did your fleet bring? Father Eugen."

"Two battleships, ten main battle cruisers, and twenty cruisers and one hundred and sixty frigates of various types. The fleet will be waiting for all your orders, marshal."

Eugen introduced mechanically, with only the cold echo of the computing system in his words, but this also allowed him to report to Vito in the most concise way the number of key fleet forces he brought to Terra.

Vito nodded with satisfaction, then looked at the last priest on the right. He was wearing a crimson robe and a unique helmet that was completely integrated with his head. A huge blue mechanical eye moved on his right eye. "What about you? Priest?"

"This is the Alpha pilot and the legion commander sent by the Titan Order. He will command the Titans to fight for you."

"It is our honor. I have three warlord-level Titans under my command, including my vehicle "God's Wrath", as well as sixteen Knights and ten War Dogs. The divine soldiers of the God of All Machines are waiting for your orders. ,grown ups."

The Supreme Marshal nodded slightly to show respect to him. His huge power claw was slightly raised, and golden lightning flashed on it as if in agreement. "My honor, Alpha Pilot, I am honored to fight alongside the Titan Legion." , I believe you will unleash the wrath of the Ohm Messiah and the Emperor."

"In addition, General Beta, our friend, you see, Mr. Harker, the Minister of State, is troubled by a problem. He needs food and supplies to solve Terra's current imminent famine problem. I think maybe you can provide the corresponding Help, am I wrong?"

Vito faced the Marshal of the Beta Skitarii with a smile. His mechanical eyes watched the Supreme Marshal in front of him rotate a few times, and then he used the voice that had long been replaced by the mechanical sound-producing device to make a weird synthesized electronic sound, "Yes, "My lord, at the direct request of the Great Sage Belisarius Caul, our fleet has brought redundant supplies from Mars, hoping to meet your request."

Vito smiled with satisfaction. He turned his head and looked at Mr. Harker behind him. The latter was standing with Hancock and nervously looking around at the Custodes and Astartes. He was standing among them. It's awkward, you know, like two children standing so small among adults.

"Mr. Hack, I think your problem has been solved. Thank our Martian allies, and then send your people to move the goods as soon as possible, and then distribute them according to regulations. In order to help you with your work, I will send the Inquisition If the inquisitors involved in the distribution report to me that some supplies have been withheld for no reason, or have been changed from distribution to being sold in the market, I will be very disappointed, quite disappointed. "

"Yes, my lord! I will personally supervise it! I promise you that you will not be disappointed!" Huck was so frightened that he knelt down. He was sweating profusely and was clearly frightened. Now he was under pressure. , a lot of pressure, because he has to ensure that the corrupt officials in the Ministry of Government who are used to enriching their own pockets will act according to the rules. Believe me, this is as difficult as teaching the Ogryn ape to take good care of hygiene.

But I believe that Mr. Huck will try his best to complete the task with all his strength that he has never used in his life, and to stimulate his unlimited potential that he has never imagined.

Vito turned his back to Huck and smiled slightly. He turned sideways and looked at Huck who was kneeling on the ground. "I believe you will. If you have any questions, just talk to Anguva. The judges will help you complete it." They use their own methods to persuade uncooperative officials.”

Huck was kneeling on the ground with large beads of sweat dripping from his forehead. His hands were trembling and he raised his head to look at Vito, looking at the majestic giant standing in front of him, "I obey, my lord."

"Very well, stand up now, I think it's our time." Vito was interrupted before he could finish his words, and was interrupted by a sudden piercing alarm. A series of continuous alarms sounded throughout the deck hall, scarlet. The lights echoed and flickered on the walls.

Everyone raised their heads and looked up at the red alert above their heads. Vito hesitated to speak, and then gave a helpless smile, "Okay, time is running out."

"Sir Supreme Marshal, according to the fleet's radar detection, a large-scale, fully armed invasion fleet appeared in Terra's outer orbit. According to our avian radar detection, it is not the type of active warship of the empire. , but an ancient ship model that has long been retired. According to the calculation of the sacred war data array, it is 100% possible."

"Black Fleet." Eisenstein said behind Vito. He stood among the imperial guards and said calmly. He, Bell, Trajan and his entourage all looked at Vito. The marshal stood In front of them, he turned to look out the window at the fleet in the harbor that was gathering urgently.

Battleships are igniting their thrusters one after another and rushing out of the star port with long thruster flames. The sound of countless mechanical operations above Vitor's head is rumbling on the other side of the deck. That is the sound of orbital weapons starting up. That is The trumpet of war.

Vito put his hands behind his back and let out a long sigh, then turned to face the three commanders of the Mechanicus, "It seems that I need your help now. Return to your respective posts and deploy the ground troops as soon as possible." On the surface of Terra."

"As you command, Marshal, for the Emperor and the Ohm Messiah." Beta bowed slightly to Vito and walked up to the Archaeopteryx's hatch. Soon the red hatch was closed, and the Archaeopteryx's double-wing jets quickly moved towards Bright flames shot out from below, and under the huge propulsion, the Archaeopteryx immediately took off and flew.

Vito turned around under the airflow of the transport plane, his hair swaying messily under the jet airflow of the propeller. Vito turned around to face the people in front of him, who were also standing on the deck and staring. Looking at the marshal, waiting for orders.

"Hancock and Mr. Harker, return to your own departments immediately. Trajan and Theresa, go and assemble your warriors. Abaddon will not give us any more time to prepare. For the sake of the Emperor ”

"For the Emperor!" After a loud response, everyone turned around and dispersed, leaving only Bell and Eisenstein on the deck. They watched Vito turn around again and look at the dark starry sky outside the deck. Eisenstein walked to Vito silently and stood with him on the dock, staring at the dark night outside.

"Marshal, do you think we can win this war?" Eisenstein asked in a low voice. Vito smiled slightly and looked at the night sky outside the window and raised his head slightly. His eyes reflected countless sudden flashes, which were the transmission lights that suddenly lit up one after another in the cosmic background of Terra.

The shining light shone in the night sky like a new group of stars, one after another, until it became a whole sea of ​​stars flashing in the night sky. Bell also walked to Vito and frowned at the countless flashes.

"By the Emperor, this will be a battle."

"An epic battle, yes, Bell, now you can witness a history." Vito smiled and raised his power claw, and he smiled and stretched the claw towards the flickering teleportation starlight.

As Vito said so, while he looked at the light, Abaddon on the Spirit of Vengeance that jumped out of the portal also stood on the bridge and raised his head, staring at Terra and the Imperial warships suspended in its orbit with scarlet eyes and raised his power claw.

Abaddon stared at the golden planet with wide eyes, and the huge power claw was tightly grasped under the planet as if to crush the planet, "Come on! Vito! Let's see who is the weak one!"

"I! Will kill the false emperor, I! Am the eternal warmaster!" Abaddon roared, and at the same time, outside his window, in the countless flickering teleportation lights, one by one, the warships of the Black Legion jumped into the corpse universe, and they were like hungry wolves, accompanied by the Spirit of Vengeance and the Warmaster of Destruction on it, and drove to the planet.

Ten thousand years later, the planet named Terra will once again become a battlefield for demigods.