Warhammer: Just unified the Empire, you said it was 40K

Chapter 39: Volgan: I am just a rookie in front of him, the era of technological explosion
The research ship's airdrop capsule landed.

The two Salamander Shield Guards brought by Talon and Volgan walked out of the airdrop warehouse opened by the Empire.

The battlefield has entered the cleanup stage.

Transport ships roared past in the sky, and the soldiers on the transport ships were clearing the remaining chaos of the planet. The ground forces' ceramic steel tanks rolled past, and the infantry behind them cleaned up the battlefield.

The chaotic debris everywhere has polluted the entire planet.

The center of the battlefield.

Talon saw Sithlaine.

In the sunset, a silhouette reaches the sky.

Vulgan also noticed Sithlaen who was talking to Brown. He was wearing silver-white power armor with gold edges and a blood-stained cloak behind him, which was the badge of the victor.

It seems that he is the governor that Blood Crow mentioned.

Looking at the fragments of Chaos Space Marines scattered all over the ground, it simulated the scene of the battlefield.

One man, against an entire Chaos warband and countless Chaos servants, remained unscathed.

He is worthy of being recognized by the Space Marines and the Emperor.

Among them, there is even a demon engine burning in flames.

"Replicate it in large quantities, assemble it as quickly as possible, and then eliminate all the Chaos evil hidden on this planet."

"Governor, please rest assured."

Sithlain handed the distortion psychic detector in his hand to Brown.

After being turned on, the distortion psychic detector suddenly sounded.

Before the others could react, Sithlain stepped on a Chaos Servant that had obviously been dead for a long time. The Chaos Servant let out a scream, and it seemed that something broke in the scream.

"Ok?"

"What he has in his hand can detect hidden Chaos creatures?"

"Governor." Tyrone saw something good and followed Vulgan to Brown. "Master Brown, what is this in your hand? Can you show it to me?"

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"Talon, why are you back? Did your captain Cyrus take those two planets?"

"Uh"

Tyrone wanted to say that he was here to help you.

But it turns out that it is not necessary, the governor alone can do it.

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"Governor Sithlain, I am Captain Vulgan of the Salamanders."

Sithlain walked towards the factory area, followed by Talon and Vulgan. "Hello, I've heard about the Salamanders' rebellion, but we don't have time to reminisce. I recorded something when Ozrax opened the warp gate. Brown, pass the images I recorded to them."

"Yes, Governor."

Brown passed the images that Sislaine recorded on the battlefield to the two of them.

After seeing what was inside the subspace, Tyrone was instantly shocked by the records that came through.

When Volgan saw the "blood group" of Slaughter Demons gathered together, he was also shocked. Such a large number of Slaughter Demons was equivalent to tens of thousands of Dreadnoughts.

And behind the control of the 'blood group', there is another person
This man seems to be the greatest traitor to the empire.

"So you have one hour to take care of your own business. In one hour, gather here and someone will take you to the conference room. We are out of time."

After saying that, Sislaine left quickly.

Tyrone, Vulgan and others were left behind.

"Company Commander."

The traitor that Vulgan was thinking about was no longer important at this point.

He had more important things to do and no time to dwell on the sorrows of the past.

"Company Commander."

"Huon, Brun, go help them clean up the battlefield."

"Yes, Captain."

"Tyrone." When Vulgan looked at Tyrone again, the guy had already left.

The post-war cleanup drove the logistics soldiers crazy.

A group of logistics soldiers from the Gamma world were trying to find a way to pull out the tanks that were stuck in a pit. The soldiers on the battlefield were happy, but their logistics were terrible. These tanks were made of mixed secondary alloys and were too heavy. They didn't have the tools on the mother planet, so it was difficult for them to drag them out. They could only tie them with steel ropes and let another tank pull them out.

"Danger!"

A scream.

The rope holding the tank suddenly broke.

If the ejected rope hit a person, it would probably break their body directly. The logistics soldier who was about to be hit subconsciously closed his eyes. When he felt that he was fine, he opened his eyes and saw the tall fire lizard Huon in front of him reaching out and grabbing the flying rope.

There was also a salamander pulling at the back of the tank.

"call!"

The soldier breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you, thank you."

Working together, they moved the tank out. Salamander Brun and Huon walked past them. "Be careful, soldier."

"Yes, my lord."

Vulgan looked at the burning bodies, at the destroyed industries and battlefields.

If they were under the control of the empire, I'm afraid all these people would have died.

The Empire's handling of Chaos was extreme and effective, but it also resulted in the deaths of a large number of innocent people.

After hearing the news, Tyrone went to investigate the place where the subspace was torn.

Then, he saw traces of the missing 5th Company of the Blood Ravens Regiment among the pile of corpses.

The figure with a crushed head was destroyed by him using Gaussian rays.

Even among their own Blood Ravens there are traitors.

I don’t know how many people I can trust anymore.

"Lord Tyrone."

When Tyrone came to his senses, a new postman trotted over.

"You are Lord Tyrone, right? Great, here's a letter for you."

"Didn't I tell you? Why did you send it to me again?"

"You mean the previous mail carrier? Sorry, sorry, my brother just died on the battlefield, and I took over his job."

"Forget it, give it to me."

Tyrone took the crumpled letter.

There are only a few short sentences after opening it.

"I've already received what you said from the postman Diego. Honestly, I was really angry when I heard it. I wrote so many letters, but you didn't even read any of them. You even said I was too idle. Well, you're right, so I've joined the Oslax Defense Force. This should be the last letter I write to you before I leave the training camp. I know you still won't read it, but I will continue to write to you. Also, one day, I will stand before you, with a higher rank than yours, and ask you to read all my letters."

Tai Long looked at the other party.

"Only one?"

"Yes sir."

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"Lord Tyrone?"

"Lord Tyrone?"

The person next to him whispered a reminder, "Lord Tyrone, Lord Vulgan and two other lords are waiting for you in the airship."

Looking at the ruined battlefield, Tyrone loosened the letter in his hand. The wind blew away the letter and his thoughts, and his body walked towards the airship without hesitation.

"I'm coming!"

"Why so slow?"

"It's okay." Tyrone boarded the airship and watched the hatch slowly close. "Who are we going to kill?"

"chaos."

After a brief period of darkness in the airship, the lights were turned on and it quickly rose into the air under the power of the engine.

In the conference room.

The lights come on.

Sislaine still sat in the main seat, while Brown sat on his left. Important ministers from the Gamma mother world sat in other places, and the center was the star map of this far eastern frontier.

The Gamma World survives in the cracks between the siege of Chaos, the Greenskins, the Zerg Hive, and the Tau Empire.

"Our population is far from sufficient, and we need to connect with the human world at a faster pace."

Sithlain continued, "The only connection that can be established is with the Five Hundred Worlds of Ultramar, but the prerequisite is to break through the blockade of Chaos."

"We need to take the initiative," Brown analyzed calmly.

　A citizen of the Empire strolls through the streets of Macragge after the battle.

　　Sighed: Even the Five Hundred Worlds are like this, this empire is really terrible

　　Sicarius was furious when he heard this. He pulled the man over and asked: Which one are you talking about?
　　"My Lord, isn't it just one?"

　　
　
(End of this chapter)