Chapter 256 The Whirlpool of Fate

He wanted to strangle fate by the throat, it wanted to make him surrender, but it was impossible. Life is so beautiful, live a thousand lives!

——————Beethoven

The void is so vast, only one star zone spans several galaxies, the distance that humans could see in the ancient Terra era, now only a very short warp travel, hundreds of light years is just a few days, thousands of light years is just a few dozen days.

But the prosperity and tragedy of the universe are displayed in such a stretched space, the Chaos Gods use the silk thread called the warp to hold people's fate tightly, countless people can jump like puppets, and the elites of some empires can clearly understand the reality of the universe, they attribute it to chaos and disorder and bad natural character, so that they are divided into "evil"...

When people think so and use violence as the only answer to evil, the benefits of the warp can reach the peak. Really, malice exists in the depths of everyone's heart and constantly nourishes the chaotic negative universe.

Therefore, war cannot destroy those monsters, but peace and harmony can. Even if a star region cannot stir up any waves, that peace will never be recognized by the gods.

The strange evil laugh echoed in the vast universe of tens of thousands of light years in the Pangea sub-star region. The empire believed that the void in the warship stationed channel was the division of its territory, which was meaningless to those non-material cosmic creatures. They followed their own hearts and the hearts of all intelligent creatures in the universe, provoking extremely vicious emotions.

In the void space outside Skadi, countless mechanical priests tried their best and emptied their family assets to quickly modularize a not-so-large void space station using the architectural template of the dark technology era. It looked like a metal disordered Rubik's cube, and ships of all sizes entered and exited its exterior.

The iron-cast world of No Skadi provided the best merit and shelter for the turbulent universe. When those who were once displaced and desperate could come there to work, and when those merchants who were frightened and insecure were proud to be protected there, the heart of the entire star zone began to beat slowly.

And it was mixed. Skadi was there. The lord looked at the report in his leg. During that period, the pirate attacks not only did not decrease, but became more and more intense. People couldn't help but doubt the source of those pirates. As a former commander of the Imperial Guard, with the help of the high mobility of the Space Marines, Alanbair quickly began to ask the staff to calculate the situation.

The wrong leg of that time was obviously well prepared. In addition, the pirates' line could not be fixed. Alanbair almost instantly realized that the wrong side had a detailed study of his strategy...

His complicated thoughts quickly grasped the contradiction of the situation. Old wrong leg? No, those guys are almost dead. Is there any information? Outside Skadi? Outside the No Star Zone?

The current battle situation should not be so easy to leak out. The confidentiality link outside the empire is not vegetarian, but if the enemy is a person outside the empire, and has financial resources and personnel, it can also bribe the clerical profession, and it is not impossible to obtain battlefield intelligence.

Lord Skadi only used a period of data intelligence to get a general idea of ​​the situation, but it was only a guess. Because the enemy counterattacked in an orderly manner, he often used many tactics, such as letting the Imperial Guard warships assault and boarding and three-point ranging, but such tactics may not be used by other troops.

He can be sure that a new haze has appeared in that star region. Is that place that has been ravaged by war very soon to show the light behind the dark clouds and welcome the new war?

"Emperor, why am I so cruel? Can't I say that those monsters in the subspace are very likely to show hope for the empire's road to the solar star field?" He murmured to himself.

Alanbair fumbled with the holographic strategic star map in front of him. From a new recruit who knew nothing to a hero who commanded the Imperial Guard, he had experienced a lot. If he had looked at that thing a few years ago, he would have been confused, right?

If the Lord of Skadi, who was as clear as a star, would not be confused, since the storm of fate swept again, he must also be prepared for any difficulties.

Soon, there were orders to increase military supplies, increase the frequency of border patrols, and factories to produce at full speed. There were orders to expand the scope of food cultivation outside Skadi and recycle the energy of business. There were also requests for soldiers outside Skadi to train more. Most people could taste the feeling of the coming storm, which was definitely not good.

A few days later, in the cafeteria that was overcrowded because of the extra training, the new recruits Catachan who had just completed the Catachan special training had undergone considerable training. They were the elite of Skadi in all walks of life before, such as the famous local scavengers, adventurers, or foreigners who were born in the outer layer of the hive and survived the filthy blizzard.

Those cruel experiences urged them forward and brought them many successes, but they were not like real forest warriors. They did not have thick black muscles and did not have the inheritance of Catachan blades. After contacting the Military Affairs Department, except for the Sergeant and his 20-man Catachan team, those blades were recovered by the Catachan-exclusive Military Affairs Department.

In order to show the spirit of the forest and honor their sacrifice for the Empire, Catachan soldiers not only have a set of exclusive troop organization, but also have the right to recover the relics of Catachan people. It belongs to the culture of their world, and the Sun Lord cannot disobey it.

It can be said that the Catachans trained today are no longer children of the forest, but the special historical crystallization of the ice planet. They need a new name, that is, they are named after the war that does not belong to them at present.

And the Master Chief, who was able to take a rest as an instructor early, was chatting with the boy Letling who was cooking the food about the recent messy things outside the cafeteria. The actions during that time made the Skadi troops enjoying the rare peace ready to move, but they did not Know who your enemies are and where they come from.

The soldiers' war cries and training sounds continued outside, and the boy Letling used it as a soundtrack to stir the boiler. The aroma was overflowing, and there was thick oil and smoke. He could see the big wooden spoon stirring the rich soup, and hanging on the noodles. With a rich sauce, there was a lot of messy food stains stuck on the spoon.

chanted the Letling. "He wants to start a war again. He is enjoying his current confinement. He can cook and chat with women. The confinement is very complicated. He also looks forward to using a sniper rifle to blow open the enemy's head. Otherwise, he hopes that the military confinement will end. , hungry every day.” His views are as simple and true as ever.

Master Chief Catachan answered as he walked over to the table. "They have no choice whether the war can be fought from the east. The Emperor will protect them from victory, and they need to do their best. And the current situation of the enemy is not clear. Strategic actions require fine-tuning the external environment..."

He said that to comfort himself. He was not escaping from the war, but he did not want the place where he had just started to be involved in destruction, and he did not want his hometown to become a wasteland.

He picked up a drink and drank to vent his damn dissatisfaction, because they all knew that there was no death and war in that universe.

For a moment, in addition to the sound of stirring pots and bowls, there was the faint sound of swallowing in the entire canteen. The silence was terrifying, as if it was begging to take away people's souls.

Only those who have experienced the horror of war can understand clearly. Whether the veterans of Skadi are afraid of the violence or the "individuals" who are organized and called civilization, they are timid because they understand the "violence" of another civilization very well.

That kind of power is irreversible for individuals, so even if it were not, those decision-makers would be sucked into it, but at the end of the dark forty thousand years of human civilization, it was almost inevitable.

The silence was not broken until a young man in military uniform walked into the cafeteria. The second lieutenant walked next to Chief Catachan, and Chief Catachan naturally handed over the drink and muttered. "Attracted by the wind of war, you come to hug your comrades for warmth?"

The second lieutenant looked at the veteran who was close to middle age. "It's their time to pick up Donglai, it's wrong..."

"Wrong, for a change, he and Arkady are engaged."

"Engagement?" The Letling boy became interested, and the Master Chief stopped the wine glass in his lap to chew on the name. He felt it was familiar, and then he shouted. "Arkady? Captain Kellys Arkady?! Captain of Falakxia?"

The ensign nodded and said. "At that time, she was applying to be discharged from the army, and he wondered if the affiliation of the 113th Regiment of Falakxia could be assigned to his name."

"Ha, congratulations. Lieutenant General Alan Bair did that. He really doesn't like power. Although he is capable, it is wrong for him to share a lot. When will the wedding be held?" the Master Chief asked cheerfully. His junior asked, and he also realized that if this was a happy event for the entire Skadi, it also represented the happiness within the Skadi Fourth Infantry Regiment.

They were the only Miracle Legion in the legend who later erased their shame and revived their hometown. Their experience was so rich that all of them retired. Those complicated battle experiences were enough for the empire to respectfully arrange for those heroes to serve as PDFs in the Garden World.

But if we leave now, is there a good place to live in the entire universe? They have experienced despair, hope, return, too many terrible things, and too many lingering honors. In the past, if the veterans did not die, they would wither.

When those tragic fates weigh on the bodies of those poor people, the value of that wedding will also increase. Although it is twisted to use one's own life events to boost morale, it is not an empire.

There is nothing more beautiful than the blessings given by soldiers, and nothing is sweeter than victory. If failure makes everything become hell, then no matter how beautiful things are, there is no need to exist.

Therefore, Master Chief Catachan smiled bitterly and refused to say anything. "He knows that he is the one who makes invitations for nobles. The food for the banquet can be paid for by the Letling boy. I hope I can bear it!"

"It's such a heavy responsibility, Bu Nuo, thank me..." The second lieutenant sighed, and the pressure came to him. At this moment, Sergeant Catachan patted his shoulder. "No, the entire 4th Regiment and the 113th Regiment of Falaksia are having fun. Don't show a bitter expression, his brother."

The second lieutenant showed a fleeting complex expression. Why didn't he know what his wedding would mean at this moment? But no one can escape from the whirlpool of war, and that event came during the noisy meal time of the Catachan soldiers. The smell of people's skin and sweat was briefly dissipated.

The sound of swallowing food and everything that people need to survive maintain the most basic things, just like the essence of the dark universe, but human nature will also make humans do all kinds of things beyond their desires and abilities. That is not imperial. The source of the emperor's bright light is also the only beacon in the dark universe.

And Skadi's brightest source of light may be the Sun Lord, yes, the former Sun Lord himself.

Alan Bayer noticed that most of the world existed, and maintained those clumsy and stupid balances. He did not dare to think about what would happen without him in that place, but at the same time, he also had to think about the future. He was not a great person. , will you try your best?

He walked anxiously in the office. The once precious relic gun had been put in the drawer and was about to rust. Although the technology in the dark ages was not like that, he inadvertently thought, could he afford to lead a war? A secret, a terrible war?

Then he began to reassure himself that those things would not come, otherwise his thoughts were too complicated and he was not extracted from those deaths and pains. Soon he relied on the psychological quality he had trained on the battlefield to settle down. Those killings, The explosion couldn't kill him.

The demons and monsters did not break his heart. Even when he saw demons and subspaces, his will was still as strong as the edge of a sword, and he did not retreat. Some people commented that if the Lord of Skadi is not spiritual, then the empire will ask for more. An Alpha level now!

Regardless of whether the posthumous title is true or not, that kind of "gift" did not fall on him, and he did not like cruelty or pray for it. He needed peace and tranquility in his life.

Ironically, the entire universe will not change anything because of one person's external intentions, but it will open the door to the demands of the entire group. This is neither the suffocating source of fear in the endless void, nor the world's most dangerous source. A romantic nightmare.

Just like the Emperor's joke to those who work hard, the Inquisition's exclusive warship descended from the void, and the news it brought was not good. Instead, it represented that the entire universe was once again facing Skadi's cold world. Showing fangs.

Inquisitor Nova jumped eastward from the transport plane. The war engine was roaring, as if expecting the storm to come. The thread of fate was gradually pulling on all the people still living in that universe in the looming operation of subspace.

At the same time, those things buried deep in the nightmare move one step closer from the void to actual existence. Among the countless squirming weirdnesses, one day, Cuo Cuo will choose between the emperor's light and the death brought by the devil. 1. Whether that world can continue with the victory of mankind, or whether it can be destroyed by the laughter of the devil...

It doesn't end well either way, so all Skadi people can do is enjoy the present...