Chapter 364 Proxy War

The Empire was torn into two pieces, at least that was the case in Pangia at the moment. The sharp conflict between the Inquisition and the Imperial Guard turned this place into a gathering place for pain. Loende, which was once a hive world, is now a world of death.

That place was stained by the diseases and dirt of heretics and traitors, and the area where the heroes of the Destroyed Eagle shed blood and lost limbs. It was also the burial place of countless heroes of the Imperial Guard. It was also the first Imperial world to be liberated. Now the war has been rekindled.

Ironically, when it was besieged by heretics, there were not so many supplies flowing into this world. However, due to the conflict between the Inquisition and the Imperial Guard, a large amount of resources that can be mobilized within Pangia are flowing here continuously.

In the eyes of the recast Emperor statue and the murals of the Destroyed Eagle Regiment in the State Church, the struggle within the human race continued to intensify. From the initial warning to the local Imperial Guard taking control after a four-hour battle and allowing the ship to leave, this suffering world once again encountered a catastrophe.

Half of its combat-capable manpower died in the war, and many prisoners of war were regarded as lackeys of the Inquisition, imprisoned or tried, and this plague world with thousands of holes became even worse at this moment.

When this news spread throughout the empire, the conflict between the Imperial Guard and the Inquisition was like when Engili's master Bandettar expressed his decision, but this time it was more covert to tear this star zone covered by the haze of war in half.

But now should be a time when the power must not be dispersed, and the moment must not be torn apart. Both the Imperial Guard and the Inquisition must be patient, but the opposite happened. In the fear of coexisting with heretics and the anger of betrayal, the two things that the imperial people could not accept the most appeared at this moment.

The judgment of the Imperial Guard on how to deal with the Upper Nest became something that the Inquisition could not accept, that is, to treat the current evil psychic events as natural situations. Secondly, the Inquisition's investigation, testing, arrangement and psychological counseling or memory sealing for the officers within the Imperial Guard during this period also cost them a lot of manpower and material resources, but the choice of Commander-in-Chief Alan Bair became the last straw that broke their decision.

That is, the carelessness of psychic events and the place where demons appeared, they believed that such an attitude would cause greater losses than the so-called Black Heart King, and the Imperial Guard believed that the Inquisition, as their comrades, had actually betrayed them.

The end of the first conflict also ended with the complete victory of the real master of the Pangea Sector without any surprises. Its essence was the weak control of the Inquisition here and the courage of the Imperial Guard to work together.

However, the Inquisition did not give in. They hired a group of star pirates. They had all the power and could use black and white, messy means, whether it was a rose knot buried in a seemingly ordinary transaction or an acolyte pretending to be an ordinary person.

Alan Baier originally thought that after leaving Luoande, the heavy transport ship could rest easy, but the reality was that the repeated harassment from the Inquisition was enough to delay the arrival of the transport to a terrible extent. At the same time, in the ever-changing universe, he couldn't even tell whether the incident was a trick of the Inquisition or an accident.

Just half a month after leaving Luoande, there was a large-scale food poisoning on the transport ship, an unexpected fuel leak, the flameout of the frigate, three pirate attacks, including a warship-level Imperial standard cruiser, and an unknown rebellion in the void fortress that was responding.

The Imperial Guard could only deal with it as it came, using the means of increasing transportation resources and sending soldiers to suppress the enemy or adding more frigates to slowly advance, showing great patience in the face of the various means of the Inquisition, and the Inquisition was also backfired when dealing with those things.

To be precise, when their actions were discovered by those who were charismatic or had moral integrity in the sector that had been helped by the Imperial Guard, they not only failed, but also exposed their whereabouts, causing several attempts to be resolved by the Empire.

Although the journey was delayed, the arrival of the two volcano cannons was not difficult, but the installation time and test firing could not be done to the best, and behind this was the size gap between the Imperial Guard and the Inquisition in this sector.

While such a twisted vortex-like action continued to swallow the energy and materials of both parties, the Inquisition, which had a weaker family background and was not a solid hemp rope, sent someone to knock on the door of Elanbair's office.

One morning, Miss Nova came to visit with her servants. This time her attitude was very stern and more formal. The servo skull and clerk who recorded the situation here, the members of the legal department who ensured the order here, and Miss Nova's attitude made Elanbair receive her.

This proud mortal, like the Wolf Lord who once refused the Inquisition to punish his brother, was surprisingly consistent in his attitude towards the Grey Knights and the Inquisition in Griffin. Alanbair spoke.

"It's meaningless not to talk about peace. Either the Inquisition leaves my sector, or you sign an agreement to restrict your boundless rights in this sector. You must know that this is not Terra, and I am the new order." He took out a long-prepared kraft paper, expressing his impatience with the Inquisition.

Nova spoke, and the beautiful lady's voice was still like a silver bell, but Alanbair was not interested in listening. She could see it, but she continued. "Different opinions have emerged within the Inquisition. I know you have different opinions on those things, but during this period I have been collecting relevant evidence that the mutations in the hives on the upper nests have no curses and psychic threats."

"The Tribunal has decided to use other methods..."

Alan Bair suddenly interrupted her. "This matter is not because of this inconsequential issue. Even if I really did something wrong, I will pay the price for this matter. If one person does something, the other person takes responsibility. This is a common saying in my hometown, and you..." He was impatient. answer.

"You came uninvited and without warning, and seized vital strategic materials. This time it was a volcano cannon, next time it was a battleship group, and the next time you will bury everything I fought for when the enemy invaded. You It should be clear, Judge Nova, you have fought side by side with us, and you know how simple the soldiers and civilians are in the Imperial Guard, and you..." As he spoke, he saw that this proud judge looked like a sick golden man. She lowered her head like a canary and cried.

She whispered, but Alan Beyer's superhuman ability allowed him to hear her. "I, I am just the heir of a noble, I am just a puppet pushed here to accept the mess lost by the Grand Inquisitor..."

He wasn't sure if this was acting, but his heart wrinkled because of it, and he changed his words because of it. "Okay, what did the Inquisition tell me?"

Nova wiped the corners of her eyes, and the haze disappeared instantly. She knew that this person who had a kind heart and a good impression of her would do this, and she was also good at using her gender in social interactions.

"The trial court decided to decide this matter using a method that no longer touches the essence of the matter."

"What do you mean?" Alan Bayer was a little confused. He always felt that things should be discussed as they are, rather than escaping from something.

Nova answered. "In this matter, the Inquisition has indeed lost its trust and attitude, but the Imperial Guard has also been brutal and dictatorial. The Inquisition previously believed that entrusting the security of the empire to people who do not know taboos is equivalent to entrusting the security of the empire to heretics. The attack of the Black-Hearted King It was also successful early on.”

"But after the follow-up investigation, of course, it is more aware of the dominance of the Imperial Guard here, and the Inquisition is ready to use a more interesting method to end the current conflict."

Alan Bayer asked incomprehensively. "what?"

"Proxy war." Nova spat out a cold and unfamiliar word.

"Proxy war?" Alan Bayer asked uncertainly.

"That's right." Nova nodded. "There are countless gangs at the bottom of the hive city, and the Inquisition found two gangs with intensified conflicts during this period, and arranged for someone to carry out a murder. Now they are immediately preparing to go to war, and the point is that their fighting capabilities are almost the same. If they start a war The location is also in the neutral area of ​​the nest.”

"And we will each choose a gang as our agent. The gang that wins this war will win for their master."

Alan Bayer shook his head. He felt that he was extremely bastard and ridiculous, and he was looking down on human life, and then asked. "It's all prepared by you, that's not because the Tribunal took advantage of it."

Nova saw his dissatisfaction and replied. "The Imperial Guard can choose one of the two teams. Anyway, there must be a gap between defeat and victory among them, and the final winner will definitely be decided."

"This is barely fair, but what does this have to do with the so-called conflict between us?" As a kind-hearted person, Alan Bayer found it interesting, but it was more absurd. He knew that such a war would happen next. The nest is experienced every day, and it would be ridiculous to decide things like a fight between ants and crickets, not to mention that these are living humans.

Nova shook her head. "This can represent a lot, such as your judgment, your investigative ability, your vision, and it also represents the emperor's will behind this matter. If you are really the person chosen by him, then judge this time The direction of the war is also easy.”

"If you can judge this, then the victory of the Imperial Guard is certain. If you can't even do this, it means that your good luck has run out during this period."

"So the Tribunal plans to use this matter to judge your ability. If you succeed, we will retreat and never touch too many sovereignty issues in the Pangia sector while you are alive. But you failed. , the Tribunal will hinder you until this sector evaporates."

Alan Bayer cursed. "You crazy people! What does this have to do with the so-called destiny and will? I have achieved so many victories, and you only see how I disregard human lives?"

He felt it was ridiculous. His army could have brought the volcano cannon against the pressure of the Inquisition. He had no reason to agree to this ridiculous thing, because he was the Sun Lord of the Empire and the only master of Skadi.

But at this moment Nova changed her attitude and asked the clerk to stop recording, turn off the flashing recorder in her skull, and speak with a personal attitude.

"Lord, Alan Bair, my friend, listen to me. There are countless terrible methods behind the Tribunal. It's just the time difference from the Sun Star Territory to here. You are very smart. You should understand that if you and When the Blackheart King is fighting, a shape-shifting assassin shoots at you, if your officers suddenly betray you, if several black ships and Inquisition battleships commit suicide attacks on your army..."

"If there is poison in your food, if there are vermin in your clothes, if psychics take your soul from the air, even if the Emperor protects you, even if you are different from ordinary people, even if you are brave, you will still be tortured by those methods Life is worse than death.”

"The Tribunal's success does not depend on those overwhelming powers, but on the viciousness and malice that normal people cannot imagine." Nova swallowed, while Alan Bair just smiled.

"I know, of course I know, but if I don't stand up, what can I do? You want me to give up the millions of brothers and sisters here, you want me to give up this fortress and this sector that I worked so hard to win, and Is the opportunity to compete with my old enemy, the Black-Hearted King and the traitor Huron, just because of those small tricks in the dark?" He shook his head.

"I used to not be able to understand the great sun lord who went on an expedition to the edge of the galaxy and died in failure, but now I understand that death is not terrible. The terrible thing is always dying too late or dying too early. People should die at the right time. And this time is the moment when my personal value reaches its limit.”

"That's why I won't retreat. No one who can reach this point will retreat. Even if the Empire and the Supreme Heaven stand in front of me at the same time, I will not retreat."

Miss Nova blushed inexplicably for a moment, then sat back in her seat, turned on the recorder and asked the clerk to continue, speaking in the same tone as before. "Do you agree with this war? I wish I had just persuaded you."

Alan Bayer still had no intention of retreating at this moment, but he also understood that sometimes going forward was not the best choice. He picked up the coffee on his desk and smelled the exciting and violent breath. He had changed a lot. , the recruit who used to be stimulated to vomit after drinking Tanner tea is now not uncomfortable when facing the strong Reca coffee which is not too different.

He has experienced too much. Does he really care about the lives of the bugs in the hive? He wasn't sure, but he knew that he cared more about his brothers...

He spoke. "I agree, give me the list of those gangs."

Nova smiled as expected. She was gentle, kind, and beautiful. Her blue eyes seemed to be able to steal people's souls. Obviously, her ability to become a judge was not just because of her family affairs.

She handed over the kraft paper that looked like a devil's contract, and Alan Bair covered it heavily with his own fire seal of the Governor of the Planet Skadi.