Warhammer: Expedition to the Multiverse from 30k

Ordinary soldiers might not understand, but as he was from Macragge, he naturally knew more. Carapace armor and incendiary guns were only equipped by the most elite mortal auxiliary troops.

Such as the famous Solar Auxiliary Army of the Solar Star Domain, or powerful warriors like the Lucifer Black Guard, or the most elite group of Ultramar Auxiliary Army.

His doubts did not last long, because all the soldiers in the company received the appropriate equipment.

The Carapace comes in five different sizes to accommodate soldiers of different sizes, and its sophisticated design allows for limited fine-tuning, which is unusual.

"No, this is different from the carapace I know. Isn't this thing made of ceramic steel? It doesn't feel like ceramic steel at all!"

Since he was not a soldier, Lowell was not assigned any armor, but this did not prevent him from observing his comrades.

These veterans wearing the new type of armor are all in high spirits. The silver-gray metal armor basically covers all exposed parts of the body, especially the chest, legs and other important parts, which are of pleasing thickness.

Unlike those clumsy and ugly shell armors, these armors are simply exquisite works of art in Lowell's artistic aesthetics. They almost perfectly fit the user's body curve, making them very symmetrical and coordinated, which is simply impossible for a standard equipment.

Especially some special modules on the armor, which are completely different from the bulky and rough equipment in the past. After the explanation of the technicians, Lowell realized the preciousness of these armors.

The card slot on the waist stores high concentrations of adrenaline and powerful drugs, which can stimulate the soldier's state at critical moments and give the soldier the greatest chance of survival when seriously injured.

The micro-antenna and camera on the shoulder mean that he has communication equipment that can be deployed down to the individual soldier. On the battlefield, every soldier will be the eyes of the command center, and the orders from officers can reach the individual soldier directly. Such an army will be difficult to break up.

The armor's helmet is equipped with a ventilator, air filtration system, sunshade mask, thermal imaging, laser ranging and other modules, while the display on the wrist is the display window of the armor's micro bird servant, which can be used to replace vision on the battlefield where vision is lost.

The most outrageous thing is the connection interface reserved on the back of the carapace, which is reserved for those micro-power backpacks. Lowell has only seen it on the armor of Astartes warriors. This is not something that mortals should use.

In addition, some details that are difficult to see with the naked eye were also conveyed by the missionaries.

The material of the armor is a newly developed special alloy, similar in composition to ceramic steel, but its strength exceeds that of ceramic steel by several levels. According to them, it has excellent defensive capabilities and also has good protection against heat energy and radiation.

"Did the great Primarch sell his home planet? Where did he get so many resources?"

Lowell thought about some disloyal thoughts in his mind. Even on a capital planet like Macragge, the upper echelons of the hive would never be stingy in purchasing such sophisticated equipment.

And the Primarch sent countless such equipment, and equipped even the most insignificant auxiliary army soldiers.

Even the rich five hundred worlds cannot afford such resource consumption. Those oil men will not work for free just because you are the original body.

Moreover, Lowell had not heard any news before that the Ultramar Auxiliary Army was going to be completely re-equipped, and if those oil men were to provide the equipment, it would probably take ten or eight years for them to get it.

Having just received their own equipment, the old company commander led these veterans to collect their respective company's armored personnel carriers. Lowell recognized this model; it was the Chimera personnel carrier widely used in the Empire.

Behind these small transports, a series of large steel beasts spewed out from the exits of the transport ships: Leman Russ, Land Raiders, Basilisks, and some real behemoths, Emperor's Baneblade super-heavy tanks.

Lowell's pen was shaking as he was recording. The Empire's vehicles were always scarce compared to its infantry, and it was rare to see so many vehicles appear together.

But now, they were all crowded on the tarmac, and the engineers kept shouting at them to make way so that they could drive these war monsters to their respective battlefields.

"I suspect we are about to engage in apocalyptic war," Lowell wrote in his essay.

Afterwards, when Lowell, who thought he would never be shocked again today, saw the Astartes warriors who appeared next, he fell into numbness again.

A tall warrior wearing a cloak and a helmet with a white mane and feather crest led the team to greet them with supplies.

Lowell knew him, the man was the legendary Ultramarines and ruler of Amatra, Archon Lord Orfeo Cassandra.

Accompanied by his personal guards, he warmly welcomed some battle-brothers who had come from Macragge.

In front of these new warriors, even the Lord Archon was obviously shorter. The armor they wore was larger and more gorgeous. A layer of cobalt blue coating covered the glittering golden armor, outlining the Ω-shaped logo unique to the Extreme Warriors.

"Orfeo, the Primarch has sent you brand new armor. He guarantees that all of you will be satisfied." The Ultramarines was an old acquaintance of Orfeo, and at this moment he was showing off his new armor with great pride.

The Lord of Amatra looked at his old friend calmly. The Primarch had already informed him of the new arrangement through the communication. These adamantine armors were the first batch of gifts from Macragge.

"Everyone, get ready. Change your armor. Put the replaced armor into the warehouse for future use."

The Ultramarines stationed on Amatra have the strength of several chapters, and more than 3,000 Astartes are guarding this extremely important planet. After the first batch of equipment arrived, one-tenth of the soldiers changed into new adamantine armor.

This is already a very good number. Roche has almost squeezed the production line to the limit, but Mustafar's resources can only supply the production of these equipments, and he has no plans to expand the war base to other planets.

"On this day, the Emperor's angels changed into brand new equipment. My intuition tells me that they are completely different from yesterday."

This is what the narrator Lowell wrote in his diary, and when the Battle of Amatra broke out shortly afterwards, this incredibly lucky narrator added some notes when he opened his notebook again.

"They are no longer Astartes. They are the Custodians of the Five Hundred Worlds, defeating all enemies who come to attack them."

Chapter 52: Belated Battle Report

"My Lord, our astropaths have received new psychic communications."

A stream of information crossed the chaotic sea of ​​the Warp. Electricity flashed in the eyes of the Astropath. He tried his best to accept the information and describe it through his own perception.

The information was quickly sent to the office of the Regent of Amatra.

Orfeo raised his arm and signaled his lieutenant to present the parsed information. This was a psychic signal from the missing Luna-class light cruiser "Fist of Macragge". Orfeo knew this warship. It was ordered to go to the Varidian system to fight against the orcs on the eve of the Battle of Calth.

"I originally thought it was destroyed in the flames of the battle on Calth, but I didn't expect that the Fist of Macragge encountered the Word Bearers' warship, the Furious Abyss, earlier than that."

The regent's face remained calm as he continued to read the report written by the astropath, hoping to gain more intelligence about the enemy.

Encountering the absolute main force of the Word Bearers, there was no chance of survival for the Fist of Macragge. However, their death was not meaningless. Any bit of information could increase the weight of the loyalists and tip the balance of this war in their favor.

"Can you confirm the exact time of this message? It mentioned that the Word Bearers wanted to use that warship to launch a surprise attack on Macragge. Considering that the Fist of Macragge disappeared during the Battle of Calth, this message should have been out for some time."

"I'm sorry, sir. Our astropaths are trying their best, but we can't tell the timing," the adjutant reported.

Orfeo put down the parchment in his hand. This was the only information on it. The Fist of Macragge sent an early warning to the Five Hundred Worlds, warning them of the coming of the Furious Abyss.

But now that the warning has finally been delivered, where are the enemies? Where are they?

Based on the intelligence sent back from the worlds that had lost contact, Orfeo could confirm that the enemy was approaching, but he did not find any trace of the Furious Abyss. The enemy that appeared on the battlefield was slightly different from it and could be identified as its sister ship.

"Report! The astropath has received another astropathic message. This is news from Vangelis Starport."

Another Ultramarines brought the astropath's intelligence. This time the parchment took up several pages. It was obviously an unusually long astropathic message.

Orfeo read very seriously and very quickly. It took him nearly ten minutes to read just a few pages.

After a long time, the regent of Amatra, the great elder of the Ultramarines, actually took off his feathered helmet.

He placed his symbol of honor on the table, and the adjutant saw that the regent's hands were shaking slightly. Orfeo stood up and faced Macragge, half-kneeling on the ground.

"Salute to Captain Lysimachus Sestes and his nine battle-brothers. Five hundred worlds thank you for your heroic sacrifice. Your selflessness and fearlessness will be remembered by every citizen of Ultramar."

"Warriors of Amatra, please believe that victory will belong to the Five Hundred Worlds and to Guilliman." Orfeo stood up, his eyes as sharp as a knife sweeping across the faces of every Ultramarines and mortal officers present.

"The Word Bearers' ship, the Furious Abyss, has sunk. It was destroyed in the battle commanded by Captain Sestes. Captain Sestes and his nine battle brothers, as well as the loyal World Eaters Captain Skarr and his warriors, the Blood Claws of the Space Wolf Bryngar and warriors from the 15th Legion, and the naval fleet commanded by Major General Kaminska have all died."

"May their souls return to the Emperor."

Orfeo's speech shocked everyone. It was a Furious Abyss-class battleship, a super-killer weapon secretly built by the Word Bearers.

According to the data, it is even ten kilometers larger than the Glory of Macragge. This single battleship can threaten the defense of the entire galaxy.

And the Regent actually claimed that such a magnificent warship was destroyed by fifty Astartes commanded by Captain Sesterces.

Although no one expressed anything on the surface, there were still countless doubts in their hearts. How did they do it?

Orfeo naturally knew what everyone was thinking, but at this moment, he needed to tell everyone this exciting news and use solid evidence to build people's faith.

"I am also shocked by this news, but it is true. When Captain Sesterce captured the psychic communication of the destruction of the Fist of Macragge, he immediately requisitioned a number of warships from the starport to search for its whereabouts."

"Captain Sesterce is qualified to mobilize the Silent Fleet commanded by Rear Admiral Kaminska, which includes the Imperial battleships Infinity, Dreadnought, Ferocious, Salmon, Burning Blade and Wrath. Of course, there is also a Thousand Sons Legion ship, the Waning Moon, joining them."

"The fleet followed the trail to the location where the Fist of Macragge disappeared. They encountered the Word Bearers' Raging Abyss, which destroyed the battleship. Unaware of the situation, they tried to figure out the details."

"The enemy leader attempted to persuade the commanders of the Zombie Moon and the Thousand Sons to surrender through encrypted communications, but the loyal Imperial warriors refused and the loyalist fleet was completely annihilated by enemy firepower."

Very similar to the betrayal that occurred on Calth, the Ultramarines were unwilling to believe the Word Bearers' betrayal, and were only forced to believe the fact of the betrayal after being fiercely fired upon by the enemy.

This is the advantage and also the disadvantage of the Ultramarines. The XIII Legion is too conventional, and when something out of common sense happens, they need time to adjust and change.

Orfeo believed that if the guys from the First Legion encountered this situation, they would definitely take action first, destroy the suspicious targets and then find out the truth of the matter.

"Attention, Captain Sesters mentioned that the enemy's warships have a special psychic weapon. That psychic air mine can destroy the traces of its own subspace jump and disrupt the subspace stability in this area, thus preventing the enemy from pursuing."

This important information was recorded by the adjutant and passed on to the captains of each company, as well as the commanders of the mortal auxiliary forces and space battleships.

"Captain Sesters tracked down the Furious Abyss, which was parked at the orbital dock of the 14th satellite of the Bakka system. Their warship was being replenished and repaired. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. More than 50 Astartes warriors approached the Furious Abyss on assault ships and successfully boarded the enemy."

Boarding tactics are a common fighting method used by the Astartes Legion. In void combat, the most effective way to bridge the gap in fleet strength between the two sides is to let these Emperor's angels ride on boarding fish or teleport beams to the interior of the enemy's warships.

If the boarding force can destroy the enemy's command center or interfere with the enemy's engine reactor, then even the most powerful warship will be shut down.

"The loyal fighters who boarded the ship were ambushed by the startled Word Bearers. They were far outnumbered by the enemy, and the battle squad led by the loyal war dog Skarr fought a desperate battle with the Word Bearers.

Captain Sestes discovered that the enemy was about to make a warp jump to the Macragge system. They wanted to take advantage of the Ultramarines gathering on Calth to completely destroy the home planet of the Thirteenth Legion and the core world of the Five Hundred Worlds. "

"This is an extremely dangerous plan, but if it succeeds, most of the Ultramarines' logistical support will be destroyed, and the XIII Legion will suffer irreparable damage." Orfeo sighed. He was aware of the danger. It could be said that the Five Hundred Worlds were just a little bit away from being destroyed by the Word Bearers' evil plan.

The reason why all this did not happen was that Captain Sesters gambled everything in a desperate counterattack. Sesters took the remaining soldiers and launched a second boarding on the landing torpedoes on the Fury.

The crew of the Fury resolutely gave up the chance to escape after being hit by the enemy several times, stayed at their posts, and covered Captain Sesterce's successful boarding.

"Inside the Furious Abyss, Sestes contacted Skarr. Together with Bryngar of the Space Wolves, they destroyed the plasma reactor of the battleship and triggered a chain reaction that blew up the entire battleship. Captain Sestes used the equipment on the ship to send the message out, and it finally reached us after such a long time."

His mission had long been completed. The Furious Abyss sank in the starry sky of the Five Hundred Worlds. It could no longer pose a threat to the homeland of the Ultramarines. It rushed towards death with all the loyalists who fell on the battlefield, and it was buried with the loyalists.

Orfeo's speech had already spread across the communication channels throughout Amatra. The mortal auxiliary troops stationed in various strategic locations, the ordinary residents in the city, and the naval soldiers in the warships, they all heard the heroic deeds of Sestes.

A person they had never met, a person who was light years away, in order to defend them, in order to protect the home of the Five Hundred Worlds, he dragged the enemy's strongest battleship to be buried with him.

They died silently, and if the astropathic communication had not finally reached Amatra on this day, their deeds would probably have disappeared in the cold starry sky.

The narrator, Lowell, was in the barracks, listening to everything on the display screen and loudspeakers.

This nobleman from Macragge was determined to spend his entire life traveling around the beautiful and magnificent world of the Empire, using his own words and writing to tell everyone he met once what he had seen and heard. At this moment, he was already in tears.

The hand holding the pen trembled constantly, and tears dripped onto the paper, leaving dark tear marks.

He stood with the veterans around him, all of them holding their weapons tightly, the fear and hesitation in their hearts had long been replaced by courage and fearlessness.

They stood straight, their combat boots almost touching the concrete, staring with indignation and hatred at the enemies who had not yet arrived in the starry sky.

"For the Emperor! For the Five Hundred Worlds! We will win!"

The tsunami-like shouts seemed to be ignited by invisible flames, spreading from every corner of the planet. People's voices gathered into an invisible wave, stirring the clouds in the sky. Everyone's blood was boiling, and they had only one thought in their hearts.

Defend Ultramar, defend your homeland, and defend all humans who are unwilling to be humiliated and killed by traitors.

Chapter 53 They are coming