Chapter 326 Encounter

Saying goodbye to an old friend felt like someone punched him in the heart. In this hellish battlefield, no one is more important than his comrades. Even the powerful war lords of the empire thought so in their hearts. Secondly, the captain’s early death The departure was unexpected. It would be difficult for him to find someone who had the skills of the old captain and was proficient in tactics. He would have irreplaceable authority in the Imperial Navy, but he did not have no right to choose.

The tallest among the dwarfs. After all, controlling a steel giant is not something that can be achieved overnight. Alan Bair is not sure whether he can become a captain. Secondly, the transformation of many core commands and operations in the name of the Emperor require the Imperial Navy. There is a highly respected commander.

Ability, majesty, and power are indispensable everywhere. Those great, or solemn, warriors who may be recognized by countless other legions of the empire are heroes who are one in a million. Now there are more than a million warriors in Aylan Bair in the empire. Top men and women, but no one can shoulder his heavy responsibility.

But fortunately, he speculated that those damn alien devices had loopholes due to the limitations of their creation, that is, they, the Space Marines that the aliens had dealt with had similar DNA commonality, that is, gene seeds, so they only considered How to deal with such an enemy, if the joint speculations of Alan Bair and the female lord Beinlien Lisi are correct.

Then this incident is equivalent to the emperor sending a small amount of warmth to the Imperial Guard in the ruthless winter. A handful of hot coals can warm the body and preserve the small amount of combat power.

Alan Bayer looked at the transport planes in the void. Those small twinkling stars came and went, like bees transporting pollen to their nests. Although those numerous mechanical engines were small, they added up to a small number that could be carried by a battleship. About 24 units form a supply transportation squadron, and the baggage they can handle can put tens of thousands of people on the ground in a few hours, which is not a small amount.

But compared to those supplies, such as promethium, bullets, and food, he cared more about the captain who was transported into the territory. He left Bordello. This was so difficult for him to accept. He once hoped that He lived and died with the battleship. The ship was destroyed and no one was left. He once left here and swam into the depths of the void. After decades of sailing, he became the captain of the fleet.

Now, this man full of experience needs to give up his honor and everything, just because of this stupid curse. How painful is his heart, not only that he cannot pay his responsibilities, but also that he no longer wants to escape but is forced to To escape, secondly, the Bordero may disappear during this voyage, and he can survive under the protection of the lord.

At this point, ask yourself, he can be exempted from liquidation, just like the traitors in his family. Even if he does not fall into the hands of Bandertal, he has become a lonely escapee who lost his battleship, and Bordeaux turned back, this Will the man have the courage to get on the boat again? If she does not return, what will the captain do with his life? He will probably have no reason to live in the future.

Those doubts floated in Alan Bayer's mind. He was very sensitive to the fact that the things that this old warrior was chasing and longing for appeared all at once during this period, and then rejected him. Such feelings may be better than what he could recycle. Skadi, that seemingly dead world is even grimmer.

At the same time, for the captain, when his comrades and his ship are carrying out those terrible crusade against heretics, he has to hide in the arms of the beautiful female lord like a lost dog. Although it is disappointing to forget this. He was envious. As an Imperial Navy general who worshiped force and had a strong sense of personal responsibility, shame might kill him.

"What an irony of fate." Alan Bayer muttered a few words, but heard a familiar female voice. "My lord, are you worried about that unlucky or pitiful person?" There was no doubt that the only woman who could walk to the bridge was the Imperial Inquisitor, he replied. "Miss Nova, why did you come in without reporting?"

Nova and the Master Chief of the Destruction Eagle, two powerful psykers came here at some unknown time. Alan Bair sat in his position at the command point and looked at them, and these two were also Alan Bair. They were called here to discuss with them how to lead the expedition fleet and who to replace the captain.

Compared to the Master Chief's indifference, Nova answered eloquently. "We arrived early, but no one responded to our report, so we were let in early by the guards."

"It seems I was too worried, sorry." He looked apologetic and natural, and then spoke. "I called you two here in a hurry and did not release the information, mainly because the captain, the owner of the Bordero and the expected commander of the Imperial Navy, was taken care of by the local fortress due to illness just now."

"Of course, this is an external reason. In fact, it is much more complicated. I will describe the general process orally next." Amid the puzzled expressions of the two respected imperial heroes, Alan Bayer slowly explained the story in a brief speech. Sorted through the language.

When Miss Nova showed a troubled expression, they also roughly understood why Alan Bair was looking for the two of them. Although these two were not the Imperial Navy, whether they were the Inquisitors of the Tribunal or the Imperial Astartes sergeants. It is an existence with greater rights than ordinary people.

After the dispatch has been completed and authorized by the war lord, these two people are the only individuals with the right to directly command the battleship group. After 40,000 years of human society, in the end, a few control the majority, and a very small minority controls the minority, just like It was as it was when civilization was first founded, and it is still as it is today.

If you want to complete the war efficiently, you need smart individuals, strong judgment, and sufficient credibility. So far, human beings' worship of the strong has not changed since the Stone Age when they killed the first overlord of others. It's just that the process has become more complicated and the situations have become more numerous, but once it returns to the origin of violence, war, the question is always who will carry out the violence.

Soldiers will reduce the psychological pressure of killing because of command and obedience, and commanders will turn killing into a pastime after afternoon tea because they have not stained their hands with blood. This perfect mechanism is still an iron rule in the 40th millennium of human civilization, and it is dark. Times have not changed it, and neither has the Emperor. Now, the Empire continues those things and puts this inefficient and perfect plan in front of people again.

Responsibility, victory. One is an Inquisitor who can rule the infamous black ship of the Inquisition, and the other is a Brother Astartes with superhuman wisdom. They can both solve problems for the War Lord, but two brains do not mean better. On the battlefield The slightest bit of noise can kill someone, not to mention that it was done by the highest command.

At this point, the war lord's smart eyes became sharp at the touch of the engine. They were approaching the airspace of the Engili space port. There was no time. Up to this moment, the candidate for the battleship commander had not been decided. So the empire's The sacrifice will be even greater.

After about half a minute of inner struggle, Judge Nova slowly withdrew from her position. She wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, bowed lightly, and then exited the place and walked out of the bridge.

Alan Bayer knew clearly, it was as if he knew about this in advance, and he stretched out his hand without any surprise. "Do you know how to command a battleship group?" he asked the sergeant chief. Facing the 1.8-meter war lord, the tall giant lowered his head slightly and stretched out his hand. The ceramic armor and electric beam nerves exquisitely conveyed the temperature and body sensation. The sergeant chief Chang felt the thick calluses on his palms from holding the gun and said something.

"It feels like an ordinary soldier."

Alan Bair replied slightly angrily. "What else? I'm human too."

The two looked at each other and smiled, because this period of time was the last time they felt relaxed. From the side, Miss Nova actually considered the gap between herself and the Master Chief, such as her psychic perception ability or the experience brought by time. The choice was clear. This was not retreat, but her realization that as an inquisitor, she was very powerful, but she was still far behind compared to this psychic genius and century-old veteran.

At this point, Alan Bair publicized the incident on the radio and temporarily changed the commander. Although there was no obvious protest within the Imperial Navy, he could guess that some people suspected that the captain had been squeezed out. The Imperial Guard and the Imperial Navy The cracks were forged over thousands of years, and no matter how enlightened he was, he could not untie them in a few years, not to mention that most of them only had a few months to get along with him, and that time together could only involve seeing his portrait and saying something to each crew member. "This is the commander-in-chief."

Although the captain wrote a handwritten letter of resignation before leaving, and clearly stated that he was leaving because of physical discomfort, conflicts did not appear in a day, and those things could also be coercion. This is what happened when an old imperial navy officer left his warship. Coming to the negative, for many of the fleet's naval crews, the Lord of Skadi was certainly trustworthy, but for war, they only listened to the Lord of Bordero.

They have never seen a disease that requires a captain to leave a battleship temporarily. Many imperial captains would rather die than leave. If it is an infectious disease, it can be sterilely isolated. This is why those people have such a big impact on this matter. s reason.

At this point, we can also see how powerful those evil alien creations can be in today's human war system, which can directly tear apart the entire command system, and if it is not kept secret, it will only issue a vicious curse with a vicious chain of suspicion.

As the battleship moved forward with those emotions, the pace and scheduling of the entire fleet also showed slight ruptures. Even if the choice of Master Chief can make up for a lot of discussion, because he is not a soldier of the Imperial Guard, but a recognized Demigod, Brother Astartes.

Facts have proved that Alan Bayer's choice was right. At this moment, the fleet did not fall apart, but tried its best to suppress those suspicions, mostly because of this great warrior.

After turning off the communicator, Alan Bayer looked at the Master Chief with an apologetic expression. He knew that he had used this hero and used his reputation, honor, and experience to endorse himself. This was somewhat of a friendship between them. insult.

The Master Chief just looked at the boundless void and battleships outside the window, and replied with a unclear sentence. "The things acquired probably need to be used. Blindly accumulating them will only depreciate their value. Now those things are put to good use, and they are for the Emperor and the sector I love, and there are many beautiful things on them. In this cruel era, I am already a lucky person.”

Alan Bayer didn't answer. He just looked at the flickering on the avian instrument. Those vague symbols were the countless powerful sensors of the entire fleet. To be precise, they were the detection of the auger. They were passing through the pilot's high-intensity Sharing the situation in the war zone, it is now a battlefield, he has abandoned those apologies for those who want to survive, he needs to survive, now, that's all.

he asked seriously. "Master Chief, where do you think the alien instrument is located?"

he answered. "Such equipment is difficult to move. If the alien race really existed, then their equipment is roughly different from that of the Empire, and the most important thing about such equipment is the adapter and energy interface. When it comes to psychic energy, they are either Use psykers as energy sources, or get them directly from the High Heavens.”

Alan Bair shook his head. "Obviously it is impossible for the Supreme Sky. They should not have stepped out of their own star area, and they may not have left the star system. So I speculate that they should be a race with psychic talents. From this point of view, they should sacrifice psykers to exert their talents. energy."

"Then as a weapon, it must not sacrifice psykers all the time. After all, it is not a Star Torch. In other words, they should have activated this weapon a day ago. When we entered this star field, those things found a way to detect us."

The Master Chief said uncertainly. "traitor?"

"It may also be a correct prophecy. Don't forget, behind them is the terrifying psyker organization." Alan Bair thought.

"It's probably a battleship. According to the lord, it took a lot of time after the war started to lock the Feng family. It would take a while to start or lock it, and then the range shouldn't be too big. It might be within Within tens of thousands of kilometers, it is very small for most spiritual energy coming from the endless sky, but it is still not to be underestimated.”

the Master Chief added. "There's no warp drive because they didn't try to leave the area."

Alan Bayer scolded. "I can't believe that the nearest star system here is dozens of light-years away without a subspace engine. It would take more than a hundred years and three or four generations of long-term transportation!"

The Master Chief smiled bitterly. "Although this is speculation, I can feel that we are dealing with a group of crazy people."

Alan Bayer nodded. He wanted to sort out the information, but suddenly heard a buzzer warning. After a short declaration of enemy attack, Alan Bayer realized that those madmen were coming with the alien instrument. They were confident. I want to capture the Imperial Navy here...

But he said suddenly. "We've arrived just in time. We're ready to fight. We're all ready to join the gang. We must be ready to attack anytime and anywhere to seize the ancient alien warship that may exist!"