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Chapter 964 319. Battle of Connaught (1, 3k)

Author: Cut the wallpaper with a knife

Chapter 964 319. Battle of Connaught (1, 3k)

The personnel carrier of the Ultramar Auxiliary Army ran over the spacious road. The few residents who had not yet had time to be evacuated into underground shelter waved their flags on both sides of the road, exhausted the air from their lungs with all their strength, and wished them well.

Triumph.

The sky was gradually obscured by some kind of huge shadow, and the behemoth cast a shadow on the track. The atmosphere was pierced, and a huge black tower fell from the sky, falling straight into the plain outside the city. The ground trembled, and the stand made of magic suddenly changed.

The space is constructed.

Seeing all this, Inser jumped off the Thunderhawk gunship.

Not far away, some Ultramar auxiliary troops who were building fortifications along the city walls fell into his sight. They were fearless and moved quickly and skillfully, as if they had practiced it thousands of times.

Konor is the core of the Northern Sector, a precious forge world. It is named after Robert Guilliman's adoptive father, Konor Guilliman. It is one of the shipbuilding places of Ultramar and prospers.

It can steadily provide the empire with a large amount of weapons and equipment every year. The more critical point is that Connaught has a stable subspace channel.

This means it can never suffer any losses.

"I can smell the war coming."

Said Badan Dovaro, Chapter Master of the Nova Warriors.

But from the appearance point of view, this chapter leader's face is really fierce. High cheekbones, aquiline nose and thin lips make him look very difficult to get along with, but in fact, he is usually a very gentle person, loving

joke.

Insel nodded, opened his visor, and took a deep breath of the air on Connaught.

The feeling was quite different from what he imagined. Thanks to the tradition of Ultramar, Konnor's environment was not bad, but don't expect it to be much better. This is a forge world after all.

"The black tower still needs to be launched, but the position has been formed."

Inser said, turning his head. He glanced at the towering black tower outside the city plain. The auxiliary army had already gone to garrison, and the Iron Snakes were also approaching quickly. Thanks to the rapid construction of modules, they could easily

to build fortifications that previously took days or even weeks to build.

When he saw the long and narrow defense line appearing at a speed visible to the naked eye, Inser couldn't help but sigh inwardly at the original body's foresight. Without its help, they would have had to find bunkers based on local conditions.

At first, rapid construction modules were only used to repair important buildings on Holy Terra, but Robert Guilliman obviously had a different idea for it. He was always like this, with curiosity and a keen sense of smell for everything.

After several discussions and improvements, the rapid construction module was added to the list of equipment carried by the Astartes.

So, the fortifications are ready, when will the war come?

Of course, Inser had no answer, but he didn't care much about it. He turned to Badan Dovaro and asked: "Captain Dovaro, I heard that a group of your Chapter has returned from serving in the Death Watch.

Veteran?"

"Yes."

Badan Dovaro smiled, his smile full of pride.

"They are very good at killing aliens. The Inquisition has wanted to recruit them again many times. I refused, and I regretted it at the time. I felt that I was delaying their personal honor because of the future of the chapter. But now I see

Come on, I'm afraid I made the right choice unintentionally."

Of course, Insel knew what he was implying. The destruction of the Tribunal was not a secret on the Vengeance. Many Astartes even knew the causes and consequences. Insel was one of them. He nodded and said

As the old saying goes: “Who watches the watchman?”

Badan sighed in response.

"Speaking of which, although they are very good at fighting aliens, the demons of Nurgle are a different matter. Ah, is that the Spear of the Ocean?"

His eyes fell on the short spear on Inser's waist. Its length was reduced by Inser. It was originally a combat spear, but now I am afraid it can only be used as a throwing weapon.

This is also Insel's own habit. The Ocean Spear is the characteristic weapon of the Iron Snakes. It is a power weapon. Every battle brother owns one. They have the right to make any improvements to it, and it will always be

Be with them until the moment of their death.

When they die, the spears will be collected and returned to Ithaca, and the young men in training will find their own one among the thousands of weapons.

This cycle goes on and on, honor, blood, death, and rebirth.

The chapter leader of the Iron Snakes nodded: "We are from Itaka. Whenever the tide rises, we will hold the Ocean Spear and go to the sea to hunt the sea monsters. In fact, this is what our reserves will suffer.

One of the tests.”

"I have heard about your famous tradition. In fact, Chapter Commander Inser, I am very curious about your famous individual combat ability. Is your tradition also one of the reasons?"

Insel did not immediately comment on the topic.

The Iron Snakes are far less famous in the Empire than the Nova Warriors. The Nova Warriors will patrol within the territory of the Empire and help any Astartes and human forces in need. They maintain excellent relations with many political forces.

relationship, at least three war groups owe them a debt of gratitude.

There is no doubt that from the perspective of the battle group, the Nova Warriors are much better than the Iron Snakes. However, Insel could hear from Badan Dovaro's tone that the words contained in the other man's words

It was genuine curiosity, not something else.

"Perhaps, Chapter Master Badan"

Inser shook his head. "Since boarding the Revenge, our internal atmosphere has begun to slip towards advocating close combat. Have I told you about our Silent Priest?"

Badan gave a curious smile and shook his head briefly.

"He sighs."

Inser sighed again.

"He made a mistake. When the healing module first appeared and was not popularized, he thought it was an unclean thing that would make our minds weak. He believed that the ability to heal itself was bestowed by the Emperor with his wisdom.

Our gift, so we need to make good use of it. So he started preaching real sword fights in our spare time, I mean, jousts that ended with maiming."

Badan Dovaro showed an expression of surprise and disbelief. He never expected that such a fanatical brother could be born in the same sub-group of the Ultramarines.

"The captain later personally refuted his mistake. The chaplain was ashamed, and the captain pardoned his mistake and allowed him to continue fighting. However, from then on, he began to refuse to make any sound and gave up his

The name. Silence is a way for him to punish himself, which is one of the reasons why he is now called the Silent Priest."

Inser was silent for a moment and then made a gesture: "Although the captain pardoned him, he also gave him a punishment."

Badan Dovaro raised his eyebrows curiously, and then, an image data sent by Insel was uploaded to his eyepiece.

The Land Traveling Titan automatically decoded it, and a video followed. The Iron Snakes, who had not yet changed into Titans, stood together solemnly. In front of them, there was a figure wearing a black robe and covered by golden light.

Preach with a voice like thunder.

".Your punishment is simple, Priest. Your punishment is to fight for Him until the end of your life - I want you to incarnate into the deepest nightmares of heretics and traitors, spreading death and blood to each of their heads.

.You must make them wail and suffer. They must die in endless regret."

The image ends.

Badan Dovaro was silent for a moment, and then saved the information. He commented with slight envy: "This is not a punishment at all."

"Yeah, so he got worse."

Yinsel tapped his breastplate with a headache and sighed.

"His enthusiasm began to grow exponentially, and he rushed to the front in every battle. He gave up the bolt gun and flamethrower, and instead used melee weapons such as chainswords and even power axes. As a priest

, but his close combat ability is even better than the raiders in our company who specialize in close combat. This really makes me don’t know how to judge him.”

"I hope I can witness his heroic killing with my own eyes." Badan Dovaro replied. Then, the sky above their heads quickly changed colors.

In just a few seconds, it turned into a dark green. Dirty raindrops fell from the sky, and were immediately blocked by the black tower's stance. The transparent stance firmly blocked them out. But this was just the beginning, the sky

Horrifying cracks appeared in the middle, the edges were twisted and dirty, and countless shadows rushed out from it, forming a crazy appearance in just a few seconds.

They are rotten, green, smelly, and have several ferocious big mouths on their bodies. Words can no longer describe their horrific descriptions, and reason can no longer accept such filth. But for Inser and Badan Dovaro

, they will only let their anger rise from their hearts.

"War has come, Chapter Master Inser." Badan Dovaro whispered. "A holy war, a just war - we will kill them all without leaving a trace. As the captain said, we

It will turn into their nightmare."

Insel did not answer, but just drew his power sword. In the wasteland outside the city, corpses, demons, and plagues were sweeping in from the other side of the horizon.

"Yes, we will spread death and blood to each of their heads." He murmured to himself, and behind him, the accurately aimed artillery position caused brilliant fireworks to streak across the sky.

The war begins and there is nothing else.

Two more chapters

(End of chapter)