Dedicate loyalty to the good empire

Chapter 237 Deadly Delivery

Several tattered ships were sailing side by side with the Imperial warships and cargo ships. If the Inquisition and the Imperial Traditionalists saw this, they would probably faint.

This is the most blasphemous and stupid thing in this world, to trust the aliens and those greedy greenskins.

But the Evil Moon Clan is truly reasonable and honest. Along the way, they helped the Empire repel several raids from other races, such as the Dark Eldar, Chaos Pirates, etc.

Exchanging 20,000 teeth for such help is really an exaggerated cost-effectiveness.

At this point, most people also understood why Guilliman chose the Rogue Merchant as the senior director of the logistics department, and chose a smooth and reliable Imperial officer like Taylor as the commander.

The reason is simple: force cannot solve the empire's current problems.

Even if the number of Space Marines and Imperial soldiers doubled, the resources required to support them would be several times more, because the resource consumption of soldiers is not additive, but multiplied.

Transporting 2000 tons of weapons and equipment only requires a light ship, but transporting twice as much weapons and equipment requires a heavy cargo ship, and the probability of those things being destroyed in the subspace will also increase.

The larger and more frequent the losses become, the more people and resources will need to be mobilized.

Therefore, what Guilliman needs is not expansion and war, but how to use the minimum resources to take the territory that the Empire needs now.

The area illuminated by the Astronomican's light became much smaller than before, and more than half of the Empire's territory fell into the permanent dark side, so Guilliman had to admit it.

He would have to give up half the galaxy.

At the same time, areas like the Maelstrom have always been an exaggerated tough nut to crack, and the Red Pirates still occupy them.

Obviously, the empire today cannot rest in peace amidst internal and external troubles.

If there were more people like Taylor, the empire could avoid more wars and the situation would be better.

This was Guilliman's plan, to allow the tolerance of this young mortal officer to spread slightly across the galaxy.

Of course, this does not mean that the Primarch feels that the aliens can be trusted. On the contrary, this is just a temporary measure.

If he had the strength to turn around and deal with the xenos, he would immediately annihilate those creatures that were exploiting the Empire's territory.

But now, he has to be patient.

After several weeks of traveling in the warp, Taylor saw a fortress world in the real world. It was a newly built area located in the core of the Milky Way and the edge corridor of the solar system.

They had built fortresses of thick adamantium strong enough to defend against all attacks, but those things were now being attacked by large numbers of mortal troops from the Black Legion.

Those who were merely mortals bewitched by Chaos relied on the psychic powers of the Warp and scattered Daemon troops to disrupt the Imperial Guard.

Although they could not capture the fortress, they were as tenacious as weeds.

They were in a stalemate, and to be more precise, during this period, the Imperial Guard's disadvantage became more serious.

Once again, those Nurgle-worshipping cultists broke into the storage room and contaminated a large amount of food, making the situation here even worse.

A senior officer was extremely anxious because if supplies did not arrive, they would face the possibility of mutiny.

Hundreds of thousands of hungry mouths are not easy to fill. All the food supplies inside the hive have already been sent to the fortress.

He said pessimistically. "Unless an angel descends, or the Regent himself arrives, we will fall."

"And the price of our fall is that for the next few months, no one will be able to stop the Chaos invasion. They will destroy the security of dozens of nearby worlds with ease."

"They will poison the waters and send plagues upon the fields."

Having said this, the middle-aged officer showed a terrifying expression, as if he had killed the heretics hundreds of times in his heart.

But the reality was that his troops were plagued by hunger and plague and were obviously unable to maintain their combat effectiveness. If it weren't for the strong fortress, it would have fallen long ago.

He prayed faithfully at this moment, hoping that the Emperor would help him, but he suddenly laughed at himself.

How can a defeated general have the face to meet the emperor?

He pessimistically picked up his gun, watching the Chaos army gradually breach the city gates. He then placed the live ammunition against his own mouth. Suffering by swallowing the bullet was his last resort before being tainted by Chaos. He trembled as he felt the cold muzzle of the gun, a weapon he usually used to deal with his enemies.

But before he pulled the trigger, dozens of transport planes quickly fell from the sky, and several heavy vehicles and thousands of soldiers landed at the same time.

Valkyrie gunships swept the cultists on the ground, and the vehicles and vehicles defiled by the cultists were destroyed by Lemanus tanks and Rogal Dorn tanks.

The soldiers, wearing a new type of power armor that had never been seen before, killed the enemy as quickly as gods descending from heaven.

Each of them was extremely fast yet accurate, like a tireless killing weapon, carrying out accurate and incredible attacks under the cover of vehicles.

The officer and his soldiers on the city wall were stunned, and someone asked.

"Who are they? These aren't Space Marines..."

"Those insignia, the insignia on the ship, are for the Logistics Department?"

"Aren't they civilians?"

The soldiers discussed it one by one, but when they noticed that the enemy troops were almost wiped out, hundreds of transport planes carrying heavy transport vehicles landed.

At the same time, container airdrop boxes began to be dropped one by one from the void ships.

Large amounts of food and supplies were dropped from orbit in heat-resistant airdrop boxes equipped with gravity parachutes.

It was still carrying heat from friction with the atmosphere, and was loaded onto the Higris transport truck while it was steaming hot.

The officers looked at the battlefield in disbelief. The enemy they were unable to resist was just a piece of cake for this group of elite soldiers?
He turned on the communicator at this moment, hoping to meet with the commander, but before he could connect the signal, he found that the soldiers had already boarded the transport plane.

They left only supplies.

He sighed. "Those are the real elite. I can't repay them. Oh my god..."

This man who didn't cry even when facing the demon invasion, now trembles and covers his face with tears after surviving the disaster.

He survived... Long live the Emperor!
Back on the battleship, Taylor wiped the blood off his armor and looked at the list on the data tablet.

"Finally I'm off work. I can go faster next time."

"Next is..."

"Hydraful," Taylor read, and then Ms. Krieger said.

"This is the warp node, the Mandeville point around the solar system."

"Isn't that a military stronghold?" Taylor asked anxiously.

"I heard that the Khorne fleet is there, the remnants of the World Eaters..."

"I have had quite a few conflicts with them!"

The Krieger girl took off her helmet, which was a specially made set of Leitling physical equipment, and said at the same time.

"Boss, you had no friction with that alien heretic?"

Taylor listed them all. "Dark Eldar, Word Bearers, Necrons, Alpharius, Tau too..."

Krieger said sternly, "That's enough. Your words are enough for the Inquisition to deal with you several times over."

Taylor sighed. "Okay, I'm just delivering some food. I'm not going to fight with the main force, am I?"

Then he immediately covered his mouth and slapped his cheeks gently. "What a crow's mouth! What a crow's mouth!"

His actions made the brothers laugh, but after the laughter, they quickly adjusted their state of mind, because they were about to face more challenges...

And this corrupt universe.

(End of this chapter)