This is our Warhammer journey

Chapter 322 Security Work (Combined)

All non-essential meetings were switched to online holographic projection.

Furthermore, the Invincible Iron Guard also selected a group of elite veterans to be stationed around the venue for periodic area patrols and communications.

He would check the rotation schedule and roster of the duty squads, reading them repeatedly by himself, and memorizing the time and location of each guard. Any slight error would alert de la Cus.

The Son of Guilliman is not afraid to face the most terrifying enemies, but Ernesto de la Cruz is terrified by the thought of failing the Primarch's duty to protect him.

Absolutely, absolutely not again.

"Andros is ready."

A voice came through.

De la Cruz looked up.

He was an extreme warrior wearing a red helmet and a high-performance MK10 power armor.

He had a longsword slung at his waist, and what was rather unique was that he also had another one on his flight backpack.

Ionid Hill.

The first Second Company Commander of the Ultra Warriors.

"It's really not easy to see you, old friend."

Upon hearing about the potential series of targeted actions against Romulus, the situation in Macurag was in an uproar.

Calgar hurriedly dispatched half of the Ever Victorious Army, the Second Ultramarines Company, and companies drawn from various sub-units to form the Primarch Guard. They crossed the galaxy via the now unobstructed Vortex region and arrived in two years.

During this time, at Ramses's request, the skeleton of Ionid Hill, which was enshrined in the Hall of Relics, was also brought out. Finally, the Emperor reluctantly launched a ritual to retrieve it.

Honestly, it's easier to get rich from the people on the Ultra Warriors side.

The warband has not experienced any major changes in ten thousand years, and its home planet has never experienced any devastating upheavals. Just give them a name and Karga can find all the graves and relics, and then ask Old Man Huang for the person based on the ID card.

Sure enough, Company Commander Andros was pulled out, and Company Commander Hill was pulled out as well.

They've almost reassembled the Ultra Warriors from 10,000 years ago.

De la Cruz quickly checked whether the other person had appeared at the right time and whether there was any unfamiliarity in their tone of voice. After confirming that there were no problems, he nodded to the other person.

"You and your team will now have some freedom of movement."

Ignoring his old friend's teasing about his rigid approach, De la Cruz calmly replied.

The second company commander believed in unconventional and non-dogmatic tactics, so he did not like this kind of security work that was full of fixed routines.

Out of respect for the sole survivor of the Battle of Thessalon, "Operation to save Primarch Guilliman from Vograim," this security chief, who died rather hastily, decided to acknowledge the other party's decision to some extent.

After all, Hill must have something.

Company Commander Andros was shot in the head on the spot, and Erector Delacroix himself died like an NPC, with only his death record found in the battlefield log. Only Hill himself survived unharmed, taking his Primarch with him.

Hill shrugged noncommittally.

Hill was at least somewhat obedient.

Delacus glanced discreetly at the Ultra Warrior behind Hill, whose physique was almost identical to his own.

Cato Cicarius.

Current company commander of the Extreme Warriors.

After the Hive War ended, several Ultramarines were severely damaged, and the original First Company Commander and Second Company Commander, Agman, were parachuted into the sub-companies as warband commanders. In addition, the highly decorated Titus was directly taken away by the Primarch, so the position of Second Company Commander fell to the equally decorated Sicarius.

He is a capable fighter, talented, and tactically astute, but his numerous military achievements have made him somewhat arrogant. He is like Hill who has never experienced the harsh realities of life, but at least he has Hill's discipline to keep him from going too far.

Upon noticing De la Cruz's gaze, the second company commander, who was observing the Imperial Guards, proudly puffed out his chest.

Someone who didn't know better might think it was a compliment.

Add a sentence: They don't know how to read between the lines.

De la Cruz sighed softly. He had always felt that the Space Marines of this era, apart from being excellent warriors, had some serious shortcomings in other aspects.

He reached out and took the report handed to him by Azrael, one of the mentors of the Dark Angel Knights of the Round Table.

The Dark Angels also did their best in this security operation, actively cooperating with the Extreme Warriors' actions.

This one is much better.

The other person nodded silently to him, and then walked to his position in the central command room.

To be honest, it's rare to observe gentle, compromising qualities in a dark angel like Ernesto de la Cruz.

Just as the Invincible Iron Guards were diligently performing their duties, Shield Guard Company Commander Marcus entered the command room and reported in a calm tone.

"Preparations are complete, and the alien prophet will arrive soon. I need to attend this meeting."

Seeing that the Imperial Guards were blocking his view, Cato Sicarius instinctively felt annoyed that they were sharing his duties and glory.

Although the Emperor's golden-armored guards were indeed fulfilling their duty to protect the Primarch, Marcus questioned the Primarch on more than one public occasion.

Therefore, in Sicarius's view, Marcus and his companions were not entirely trustworthy, because these warriors served the Emperor's offspring, not the sons of Guilliman who shared the same genetic lineage as him.

They showed no respect for the Primarchs and were full of discrimination against Astartes.

Sicarius couldn't help but mentally assess the situation: if Marcus and his Imperial Guard were potential enemies of the Ultramarines, could he defeat them?

At the same moment, Marcus also noticed Sicarius's offense.

He exchanged a glance with De la Cruz.

De la Cruz was actually quite indifferent to the Imperial Guard's tendency to question the Primarchs.

After all, the four heroes of Maclaga back then, including the battle group leader Marius Gage and the second company commander Hill, were all considered rebellious sons by today's standards, constantly refuting, questioning, and making sarcastic remarks about Guilliman.

As outstanding politicians, military strategists, and thinkers, the suggestions made by the Guard during meetings were often worth considering, but the current Astartes always believed that such practices were a defiance of the Primarch's authority.

Of course, De la Cruz didn't particularly like these Imperial Guards either.

After all, the other party harbored a degree of wariness towards the Primarch and Astartes, exhibiting an arrogant attitude of top-down oversight.

"That's normal. During the Siege of Terra, the Custodians, Macardo, and Dorne were all wary of each other."

A teasing voice came through the communication, and almost immediately, the Shield Guard Company Commander and the Invincible Iron Guard Leader both put on their helmets in unison.

It's obvious who's speaking again.

"At the beginning of the war, Dorne, as the Grand Steward of the Palace, was actually banished to the North Pole Strategic Post. In order to build the Broken Legion, Macardo tacitly allowed Hal to kill the Guards. His Assassin Court even planned a series of assassination missions against the Guards and Astartes."

"If you ask me, those who guarded the palace back then were all hidden talents. Dorne could not command anyone except the Fist of the Empire. The Khan and Sanjeres both had their own ideas. The Custodians knew a lot of secrets but did not tell anyone. They even secretly watched over the Shadow Prison where criminals were imprisoned. The entire Loyalist faction was doing their own thing in the early stages of the Siege of Terra. They were able to defeat pure Dorne because they were resilient enough. The other side was also more amazing."

"If I were the Emperor, I'd want to get off the toilet and beat up everything except Dorne."

Almost instantly, both of them abandoned any semblance of composure. It was obvious without guessing that Lord Ramses was mocking those who couldn't grasp the bigger picture, still wary of each other and engaging in internal strife at a time like this.

The two exchanged a strange glance.

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Concealing his true thoughts and resuming his usual diplomatic etiquette, the Invincible Iron Guard quickly expressed his gratitude and reiterated that today was a crucial day.

The Shield Guard Company Commander then stated that the cooperation between the two sides is a bridge to further enhance mutual understanding, and he would cherish these opportunities.

Before leaving, however, Marcus stopped Sicarius and asked him how the Astartes viewed the Imperial Guard.

Sicarius immediately looked surprised; he hadn't expected an arrogant guard to choose to speak with someone as insignificant as him.

However, Sicarius did not give the other party much face simply because of the difference in their status.

"For 1 years, the Imperial Guard has been hiding in the palace, while the Space Marines have been bleeding and dying in the galaxy. If the Imperial Guard were to leave the Terran palace and take on the responsibility of governing, more people would surely be saved and more Imperial worlds would become better."

Sicarius spoke without hesitation.

Marcus believed that every Astartes he encountered harbored this thought, even the veterans who had returned from the Great Crusades.

The Imperial Guards did not immediately refute, but allowed the silence to linger for several seconds.

"So, in your eyes, how does the Imperial Guard view Astartes?"

"In the eyes of the Ten Thousand Men, Space Marines are nothing more than simple-minded and savage warriors. We spend our lives practicing war and death, while you are nobler guardians, the perfect expectation of the Lord of Mankind for the future."

Sicarius continued, without a trace of awe for the Imperial Guard in his eyes.

The two sides were locked in a fierce confrontation.

"Neither of these views is accurate, and I am glad that Astartes is fighting alongside us."

Marcus spoke calmly.

"Of course, that's what I think too."

Sicarius replied neither humbly nor arrogantly.

Although he still had reservations, the second company commander was, to some extent, excited about the cooperation with the Imperial Guard.

Because the Imperial Guard is capable of fulfilling a range of complex duties and is also an unparalleled warrior, their addition would obviously be of great benefit to the Empire, to the Primarchs' cause, and to their own security.

"There has always been a rift between us, but now we are united under the banner of the Dawnwing for the same will. Our questioning of the Primarchs is not out of a provocation of their identity, but out of a desire to improve the work."

"Just as we don't view Primarchs through a perfect lens, I hope that Astartes can also look at us without that lens, and question us as we question Primarchs, instead of choosing hostility."

Marcus believed that the Guard's current existence was necessary, and as Sicarius said, he was also trying to expand the Guard's duties beyond security.

Because the Imperial Guards should indeed do more.

Sicarius also put aside his arrogant attitude and responded sincerely.

"I also agree that neither view is accurate. I will go back and remind my brothers that there are far more Imperial Guards like you than we imagine."

However, his tone did not show any sign of consideration.

"Thank you for your understanding, which allowed us to have a harmonious exchange."

Upon hearing the word "brother," Marcus's eyelids twitched involuntarily, but he forced himself to respect this aspect of the culture and spoke up.

"me too."

Sicarius didn't care whether he had said something wrong again and responded seriously.

As the Eldar delegation entered the outer region, Second Company Commander Cato Sicarius and Imperial Guard Captain Marcus finally parted ways amicably.

They are all doing their utmost to prepare for the upcoming security work for the original body.
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As the journey continued, Aglaia remained as silent as possible, navigating through one obstacle after another.

Her report had already been submitted, and the members of the accompanying killing squad were taken away by the legion in charge of managing them during the journey.

The last Deathwatch warrior to depart gave her an Aquila salute at the corner, which Aglaia returned. As they walked up the high corridor, the Inquisitor surveyed the unusual surroundings while peering through the one-way glass at the magnificent council chamber below.

Space Marine Chapter Commander, Imperial Navy Admiral, Leader of various Sisters' Orders, High King of a Knightly Family
These elites, rarely seen among the stars, were being properly received under the arrangement of the Ultramarines, awaiting the Primarch's summons.

The Empire, under the leadership of the Primarch, is investing more resources in Cardia, and large numbers of armies seeking glory are converging on Cardia.

The servo skull scanned the conference venue again and again.

The Astartes Institute and legitimate psychics from the Star Court are constantly conducting divination and octagonal scans.

Furthermore, agents from the Assassin's Court were lurking in the outer areas, while the Imperial Guard squad led by Captain Marcus of the Shield Guard also guarded key passes. Under the protection of the Silent Sisters, the Imperial Guard, freed from the influence of Chaos, was invincible.

When Aglaia pushed open the oak door to the gallery and went to her usual seat, she finally understood why she was so nervous about this meeting.

A prophet of the Eldar.

This alien figure stood tall and straight like ancient ebony, exuding an extraordinary aura. He held a long staff and communicated with Romulus in a calm tone and manner.

Eldrad Uslan
Aglaia had read the information about this prophet, who was one of the prophets who was now leading the cooperation between Usvi and the Empire in the Eldar Ark world.

This prophet is ancient and is said to have witnessed the fall of the Eldar Empire. The Inquisition's internal records also contain obscure rumors that confirm that this prophet orchestrated the attack on Terra's palace during the War of the Beasts.

This made Aglaia instinctively more wary of the prophet's presence.

“We have observed an intergalactic ritual taking place within the Sea of ​​Souls, with the aim of weakening the veil between the Sea of ​​Souls and the Cardia region in a short period of time.”

"At the same time, we also know what the formless and shapeless lord is trying to do, and I think that with my experience, the Council of Prophets can also provide some assistance."

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Even Uslan, a prophet who had witnessed millennia of rise and fall, couldn't help but sigh at the deathly creations poised to erupt within the council chamber.

To be honest, if he were to lead the Jester in another attack on the Dawn, he really wouldn't be able to get through.

He then glanced furtively at the knight who remained silent beside Romulus.

As a psionic race highly bound to the warp, even this short contact of tens of meters brought Uslan's physical discomfort to its peak.

It's like a fish suddenly exposed to the air, unable to even control its body normally.

Uslan was certain that this was still the other side restraining themselves.

If there were direct contact, none of those present, except for him and the unicorn, would be able to stand.

Even if we rushed in, we couldn't win.

Where did the emperor find the treasure?

Uslan was completely immersed in a lemon jar.

(End of this chapter)