Hammer 40k: Far East Storm

Chapter 229 Only Prayer

"So Tiger, are you an Andreevich?"

Tiger replied without hesitation: "Yes, captain, I am an Andreevich faction!"

Cutler stared into Tiger's eyes, and after a moment of silence, he responded in a low voice: "Me too."

"But don't forget, right now, those Eldar people have invaded this planet. They are so cunning and cunning, those little bean sprouts, the cockroaches in the universe. Now they are invading the territory of our great empire, Our golden field star is burning in the flames of war!"

Cutler stared at Tiger fiercely: "Now, forget that we are the Andreevich faction. We are now the most loyal warriors of His Majesty the God-Emperor. We will fight for the God-Emperor and bleed our bodies dry on the battlefield. Every drop of blood in the blood must be used to drown the enemies of the empire!"

"Yes! Fight for His Majesty the God Emperor!" Tiger stood up straight almost out of reflex and gave a military salute to the captain.

"Private Tiger, listen to the order! Repeat this team's mission!"

"Yes! This team will go to the front line, search and find survivors, and contact the scattered surviving armies, so that these legions can gather at the gate of the wilderness!"

"Very good! Don't forget our mission!"

At this time, Cutler finally had Lot's name completely engraved on his arm. He bandaged the wound skillfully and quickly. After taking off his rolled-up sleeves, he immediately returned a military salute to Tiger.

"Now, eat immediately, the time limit is five minutes. In five minutes, we will continue to set off to find the alfalfa leaf mixed army!"

Golden Field Star.

This planet is an important planet that the people of the Far East of the Empire are proud of. As a granary and a large mineral base, it not only provides logistical food supplies for the armies fighting on the front lines in the Far East, but also provides ore raw materials for an advanced casting world.

Maybe for the people in this exhibition area now, apart from His Majesty the God Emperor, there is nothing more important than guarding the Golden Field Star.

However, this planet covered by golden wheat waves as vast as the sea was burned by the flames of war.

The Eldar were attacking, and no one had foreseen this in advance. These damn Eldar should be entangled with the Imperial Guard on three large battlefields on the front line. The two sides should be engaged in a fierce, cruel, tug-of-war that seems to be stuck in a quagmire.

Humans and Eldar people should fight to the death for even a small piece of territory on the front line. Both sides continue to invest as much combat power as they can to maintain the offensive. No one has any time to take a good breath - unless there is no one on the other side. People still breathe.

But just when the war on the front line entered a situation called a "meat grinder", the Golden Field Star, an important material planet located behind the front line, was unexpectedly attacked by the Spirit Tribe!

The intelligence department of the Defense Force seemed to have been completely killed by the Eldar people in advance - not only did they not have time to warn, even after the war burned on the Golden Field Star, they were still unable to judge how many troops the Eldar people had sent this time!

Several major star war groups in the Far East Theater have already joined the front lines, and the defense forces at the rear cannot be said to be sufficient. But the Spirit Tribe's offensive was so rapid and fierce this time - all the new planetary governor could do was to do his best to gather troops and send the most urgent distress signal to all planets that could receive the message. .

Every soldier in the exhibition area knows what it means to lose the Star of the Golden Field at this time: once the Golden Field falls, the soldiers fighting for the empire on the front line will fall into a situation of hunger and lack of resources, and the battle line will Collapse and lose the entire battle, the empire will completely lose control in the deep Far East, and parts of the Far Eastern frontier will become the paradise of the Eldar.

It’s chilling to think about.

Those disgusting bean sprouts who are difficult to kill in the universe, those who only hide in the depths of the universe and talk about their distant glory, the race that should have perished with the passage of time, are now under the care of His Majesty the God Emperor. The territory celebrated their victory with a joyous dance, while singing the praises of their false god, the so-called war god Khaine.

No one wants to see such a scene, Cutler thought, and quietly swallowed the unpalatable compressed dry food into his throat. Then he opened the can and drank the black and sweet liquid in the can. . This drink called Coca-Cola was only produced and sold on a certain planet in the Far East, and it became popular throughout the Far East in a short period of time. Compared with coffee and black tea, this thing called Coca-Cola is not suitable for tasting slowly, but it is very suitable for soldiers like them. Thanks to this thing, those compressed dry foods have become much more delicious.

"Are you okay Tiger?" Captain Cutler crushed the can and began to check his equipment. After making sure that everything was ready, he looked at Tiger on the other side - now they were the only two people in the camp who could function normally, but they could not continue to stay in the camp. Although seriously injured comrades also need someone to take care of them, completing the mission is the most important duty of a soldier no matter when and where.

Tiger inserted a short knife into his waist, raised the gun in his hand and responded: "Yes, captain, get ready, let's go."

Before setting off, Tiger put a small pistol in the hand of every living and conscious wounded person, and then helped them load the magazine for the pistol.

The wounded sighed. This pistol was not very powerful. It was difficult to penetrate the armor of the Eldar people, but it could easily penetrate the head of a natural person.

This gun was given to them not to kill the enemy, but to let them kill each other at the last moment. The wounded looked at Tiger and nodded, and said in a dry tone: "Don't worry, the Eldar people will not capture any of us alive. Please move them all in front of me. I am not very mobile now, and I am afraid that my accuracy has been affected."

Tiger nodded, gathered the wounded together, and then stood up and left.

If they are lucky and are not discovered by the Eldar scouts and hide until the end of the war, then these people can survive. But if they are unlucky, before the Eldar people take action, these soldiers will also use pistols to end the lives of their comrades, and then shoot themselves.

Human power has been exhausted, and the next step can only be handed over to the Emperor. When Tiger walked out of the door, he knelt on the ground and began to chant the prayer of protection to the sacred emperor with all his heart:

"Oh, Immortal Emperor: Please sympathize with our insignificant suffering.

Oh, Master of the Galaxy: Please bless your flock trapped in the aliens.

Oh, Guardian of Light: Please use the light to guide our dark path.

We are your warriors, we are your servants,

No hypocrisy, no lies, no conceit,

Remember hatred, keep hostility, accumulate anger,

Give it to those unclean, those aliens, those mutants.

With your pain and blood and sweat,

With your golden throne and your death,

With your destruction and the god-like reappearance of mankind,

Protect us, make us strong, we fight for you."

After completing a prayer, Tiger stood up and caught up with Carter's steps.

"Don't you believe in these things?" Carter asked curiously, "I remember hearing you mock those long-winded priests more than once."

"I believe it now," Tiger sighed and said, "What else can we do? They are our comrades, but now who can save them except the Holy Emperor? How many soldiers like them are left in the shelter waiting to die, and how many soldiers are stranded in the wilderness because their troops were broken up? We have seen three of them alone. They once fought bravely, but now they can only hold pistols and wait for death in despair. No one can save them. Except for the Emperor, I can only believe and pray."

Carter was silent for a while, sighed and said, "Your prayers will be useful."

**

At this time, most of the remaining defense forces on the Golden Wilderness Star have lost contact with the headquarters-they may still be alive, or more likely dead. But according to the information from a small number of troops that can still contact the headquarters, the headquarters made a judgment - the number of Eldar on the planet is still limited, and these damn bean sprouts cannot control or destroy all the important strongholds of the planet. They are currently relying on surprise attacks to divide and surround the defense forces scattered around the planet, catching the defense forces off guard.

Although the Eldar raided the planet through their webway, it is obvious that the delivery capacity of the webway is limited. The Eldar cannot deliver their entire army through the webway in an instant, so for the defending party, there is no complete lack of opportunity.

Of course, from another perspective, this may also be one of the traps of the Eldar, but Victoria, the highest commander on the Golden Field, is in no mood to think about whether it is a trap or not. She is now a drowning person, and she will hold on tightly even if it is just a piece of rice.

The purpose of the Eldar people is now obvious. They try to gradually devour the separated defense forces and completely disintegrate the control of humans on the surface of the Golden Plains. This will make it easier for the Eldar people to find gaps, build exits of the webway, and build more webway gates side by side to make the legion's delivery speed faster. Finally, they will gather all their strength to attack the most important barrier of the Golden Plains Star - the Wilderness Gate.

Behind the Wilderness Gate is not only the largest fortress-style city in the entire Golden Plains, but also the largest warehouse. Not only is there a large amount of military supplies stored here, but it is also one of the largest spaceports on the planet. Once the Eldar people capture this place, they will completely cut off the defense army's ability to deliver troops on the Golden Plains, and then completely pull the defense army's power out of the Golden Plains.

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