Warhammer 40k Origins Stellaris Civilization Simulator

This, of course, was largely true, and thus it received the people's wholehearted support. The strong militaristic tradition that had existed since the founding of the Federation was rekindled, and for the first time, the militaristic faction known as the Iron and Blood Alliance received more public support than the Science Council and the Freedom Promoters.

Soldiers of all ethnic groups enthusiastically joined the army and devoted themselves to this great cause.

Then everything is ready. The warships that cover the sky and the sun begin to advance with the same number of fighters. The goal of this powerful force is to march in one direction to the designated range with the old territory as the center, then turn back, and then repeat the process in the other direction, eventually connecting the newly conquered territories into a circle and turning the old territory into the center of this concentric circle.

Since the Federation's engines use quantum leap technology and do not rely on fixed hyperspace routes, there will be no ugly patterns caused by strange route trends.

The value of such a large army is of course to fight and win, but even if they cannot win, it is not a problem for us, because it will only take a short time for us to have the next army, and then the next one, or even countless ones.

But the Union soldiers would soon realize that, due to a series of awkward coincidences, victory in the war became the least difficult issue in this offensive.

However, you can conquer the world right away, but you can't rule it right away. After you knock down a dilapidated house, you have to spend your own money to buy bricks and tiles to rebuild it.

43. The Sealing of Unscrupulous Mines

Somewhere in the Far Eastern Star Region, Dagda, the supreme military commander of the Helka Star Federation, was standing in the command cabin of the flagship "Green of Eternity".

Outside the porthole, a huge fleet was preparing for hyperspace navigation. Huge frigates, destroyers, and cruisers were distributed in the vast universe like stars, like an unmatched steel torrent.

At their core are two star beasts—Leorion and Barabbas. These creatures, fused with Helka's highest genetic and psychic technology, hover in space like mythical Titans.

After setting out from Helka Prime, the Federation's strategic target was the eastern star region. Probe data revealed signs of intelligent life activity there.

In fact, this is a mining galaxy controlled by an industrial world of the human empire. Although there are no habitable planets there, it is rich in mineral resources.

When the fleet arrived at the target system, the Empire's mining ships were operating as usual, unaware that a huge shadow had quietly descended.

The Federation's fleet emerged from the quantum flickering state like a tide, and the numerous ships were enough to block out the faint light of the stars.

Just when many slave workers and members of the mining company were confused, they received the ultimatum from the Alien Empire on their communication channel.

Supreme Naval Commander Dagoda's command was delivered to the opposing ship's bridge in an unquestionable tone: "Residents of the Human Empire, we have come to end the threat your extreme ideology poses to the Federation. Please disarm immediately and surrender to the Helka Star Alliance, or we will use lethal force."

However, the other side's response was a satisfying insult, clearly meaning they didn't accept it. So after the other side uttered the last syllable of the insult and cut off the communication, the main gun of the Eternal Green lit up the battlefield.

A terrifying beam of bright yellow energy pierced the void, tearing apart the hull of an old Imperial warship.

Then, the Helka fleet opened fire. The frigates laid siege like hounds, the destroyers formed a pincer attack, and the cruisers, in the rear, used their powerful main guns to mow down the remaining enemy fleet. A crushing battle of technology and strength then unfolded.

The small civilian escort fleet launched a desperate counterattack. They were retired ships obtained by the industrial world from the Imperial Navy.

Considering the chaotic management of the Empire, civilian ships and planetary defense force fleets can also reach a certain scale, especially the merchant fleets, which are comparable in scale to the Imperial Navy fleet in the current star zone, and also have a certain degree of subspace maneuverability.

However, these "civilian warships" are usually old models, small in size, and have very poor firepower configuration and void shield power, and cannot compare with regular troops.

Therefore, the Helka Alliance's fleet did not encounter any truly difficult-to-handle fierce interception. Under the suppression of absolute quantity and quality, the counterattack of the Human Empire was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

The first super beast launched the charge first. This super beast shuttled between enemy ships with agile movements at nearly the speed of light, reflecting enemy artillery fire with its psychic shield. Its claws made of super monster biomass easily tore apart the enemy's greatest reliance: the shield and armor layer of an old cruiser, and then at a terrifying speed, completely destroyed the core power of the enemy ship, turning the spacecraft into a living coffin in space.

On the other side, the killer beast Baraba's actions are secretive and ferocious. It has a natural biological stealth generator, which makes it elusive in battle. Every time it appears, it will use the sword-like horns on its head or its sickle-shaped claws to cut a warship in half, leaving behind a dead battlefield with floating wreckage.

In just a few hours, the Human Empire's escort fleet was completely wiped out. Federation warships began to blockade the mining facilities, seizing all local resources. Dagda issued a brief order: "Clear the battlefield and seize these production facilities. This will become the new territory of the Helka Star Federation."

The production facilities here will soon be connected in parallel to the Federation's processor system, whether the "machine spirits" within them are willing or not.

Those captives who were lucky enough to survive because the Federation deliberately weakened the attack will suffer the same fate as their predecessors and be escorted to the prisoner-of-war camps in the core star field of the Federation for transformation.

Among these captives, there are still a small number of human slaves who have undergone semi-cyborg transformation, the so-called "mechanical slaves."

Their miserable appearance forced the Dagda to repeatedly emphasize strict discipline to prevent the incorrect statement that "all high-ranking imperial prisoners of war should be executed, as this would bring more peace than self-cultivation" from being widely spread.

"Have your people never felt that they are actually crazy?" However, Dagda himself also complained privately to the activist reformer who was traveling with him, former Lieutenant Carlton, about all the wonders of the empire he had seen.

"This is just the beginning. Don't vomit when you see the Redemption Mech and the little angel, Commander." He addressed her disrespectfully, but it was his due authority.

.........

After the battle in this system was completely over, Dagda summoned the main members of the Military Council, including Army Commander-in-Chief Rashak, Deputy Admiral Boland (who was from an Ascended Feline species), and other important non-commissioned officers and soldiers. They held a post-war meeting on the Aeon Green.

Many soldiers celebrated the victory. The losses were small and the results were huge, allowing the Helka Star Federation to once again demonstrate their powerful strength in the universe.

But the Dagda's gaze remained undimmed by this victory. He gazed beyond the porthole, gazing at the distant target star region on the star map. "This is only the beginning," Dagda murmured poetically, his gaze stern as the giant tree shone. "The glory of the Federation will illuminate the entire galaxy, and those foolish enough to attempt to stop us will be crushed by this newfound power."

At this moment, the will of the entire Helka Star Federation's military personnel, inspired by a great cause, united as one, they will move towards a higher ideal. This is not expansion for plunder, but to bring this part of the galaxy, which is full of prejudice and disputes, into the track of order and prosperity.

However, the Federation's vision will not be understood by the Human Empire. The survivors of the Human Empire's escort fleet who successfully escaped in the naval battle will exaggerate the horror and ferocity of the aliens to the defense forces they can find.

The military forces of the nearby human empire will obviously notice everything that happens in this star field and try to stop it or even counterattack, but the expansion pace of the Helka Star Federation is destined not to stop. No matter what usual means they use, they cannot disrupt the pace of the federation. We don't care.

Although I'll soon care.

44, unlimited hotline

The advancement of the Interstellar Alliance is unstoppable. The fleet established by the various races of the Federation is arranged in neat rows, and the hulls of the ships are shining with a cold metallic luster, as if showing off that they are the undisputed leaders of interstellar battles.

Countless frigates were scattered like stars, and more than a hundred destroyers surrounded the main force in the center like a pack of wolves. The tail flames of the engines of the many cruisers that served as the main force were like dim lighthouses in the dark night.

Behind the fleet, massive superbeasts, like two moving stars, emanated an awe-inspiring aura. Leorien and Barabas, these two superbeasts, lay dormant behind the fleet, seemingly awaiting the impending battle.

They have now arrived at the Eastern Galaxy No. 2, which has three imperial worlds, including a standard industrial planet that can build a complete space defense system, and two rural worlds that provide resources. It can be said that this is a high-quality imperial star zone that can be self-sufficient and provide a large number of military forces.

But this configuration was a drop in the bucket compared to the Federation's overwhelming forces. Facing such a force, the Imperial Navy of the Eastern Star Region was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, but they still had to struggle to resist and try to eliminate this great enemy for the Emperor.

Since some of the aliens had slipped through the net in the previous battles in the mining galaxies, after these imperial ships reported their experiences to the surrounding planetary governors, naval commanders and merchant dynasties, these imperial forces with a certain amount of space forces joined hands to prepare to resist the alien attack.

They concentrated their forces and recruited civilian ships to form a joint fleet consisting of hundreds of battleships and even more frigates, which was three times the size of the Imperial Navy's standard, to fight against the aggressive Helka Space Force.

Although the Human Empire Combined Fleet on the opposite side was at a disadvantage in terms of numbers, their warships were extremely heavy. Each ship was covered with layers of void shields and armor, and the redundant hull value brought by their huge size made them like moving fortresses.

At the call of the state religion, they gathered from all directions to defend their territory, or to defend their crumbling pride.

The two fleets confronted each other in the second galaxy in the east. In order to make up for the numerical disadvantage, the imperial forces retreated into the galaxy. There was a fortified industrial world here with a large number of space defense platforms deployed to provide fire support to the imperial forces.

Therefore, before the battle, both sides maintained a tense calm with some fear, and only the ripples of the sensors swept across the void, serving as a prelude to the coming storm.

The Federation's tactical computers quickly analyzed the enemy's formations and weaknesses, and the commanders of the human empire responded with caution and tenacity.

They were aware of their situation. Although they had the advantage of terrain, they not only faced a disparity in numbers, but also lacked effective means to deal with the two monsters.

The Federal Fleet took the lead in attacking, firing hundreds of fragmentation energy beams and plasma cannons at the same time, like a sudden rainstorm, and the frigates in the front row of the Imperial Fleet were instantly like candles in the wind.

The shields of those warships flickered for a moment before the overload disappeared, and several ships were torn apart, turning into space ruins.

However, the Empire's fleet did not panic. They relied on precise tactical formations to retreat steadily, placing the strongest battleships and space defense platforms in the front row, and using the fortress planet's orbital defense system as a corner to form a solid space wall.

But this defense would eventually be breached. "Their numbers and firepower are too great. Prepare boarding torpedoes!"

After realizing that they could not gain any advantage by exchanging fire, the Imperial commander gave an order and small boarding torpedoes and landing craft poured out like a tide, attempting to attack the Federation's capital ships in direct hand-to-hand combat.

These assault craft are built around a core consisting of a sublight engine and a crew compartment. The floor of the crew compartment is equipped with powerful magnetic clamps and melta charges to blast through the ship's armor. Once a breach is created, the assault team rushes in and strikes from behind the enemy's defensive weapons.

Some Imperial ships were also equipped with boarding torpedoes, which could be used to directly strike enemy ships. Once a boarding torpedo hit an enemy ship, it would create a hole in the hull, and the front end of the torpedo would open, allowing a heavily armed boarding party to swarm out and into the interior of the enemy ship.

Although part of these boarding troops were destroyed, a large number of them still escaped, bypassed the frigates' defense line, and forcibly boarded the federal destroyers and cruisers.

Thousands of Imperial soldiers relied on extremely high-risk space operations to break into the battleship and engage in a brutal firefight inside the hull with the Federation forces.

The Federation fleet encountered considerable trouble. The boarded warships were forced to break away from the fleet formation and concentrate their efforts on clearing out the invaders. This temporarily unbalanced the Federation's overall firepower, giving the Imperial fleet some breathing space.

They took advantage of this brief opportunity and began to harass the battleships in the federal fleet with their stronger single-shot firepower, destroying many destroyers.

"Destroyers No. 56 and No. 57 have lost contact." Adjutant Brand was reporting the losses of the Federal Navy to Dagda. In fact, this was not a big problem. It was better than expected.

"We estimate our losses to be more than five times what they are now. It's hard to believe the human empire's fleet is so low." A hint of relief lingered in Dagda's slow voice. "We'll proceed according to plan and continue the battle."

Despite some setbacks on the local battlefield, the federal fleet still firmly holds strategic dominance.

Following the orders of the Chief Military Marshal, Brandt dispatched fleet instructions from the flagship's holographic command console. With a flick of his fingertips, new orders were transmitted to every warship: "Collect the formation and let the super beasts advance."

Leorion, who had been clearing Imperial torpedoes and landing craft with his point defense system in the rear, suddenly leaped out, his massive body like a moving continent. His bio-energy beam tore through the void, instantly engulfing an Imperial cruiser.

Barabbas followed closely behind, controlling his bone-spurred sword through telekinesis, bypassing the void shield at low speed and splitting the Imperial ship in two.

The actions of the super beasts completely broke the balance. They were able to withstand the platform defenses and the macro-cannons of the ships and kill the main force of the Empire.

The Imperial Fleet prioritized quality, attempting to rely on numerical superiority while ignoring its shortcomings in numbers. This weakness was now apparent, as the even more astonishingly powerful decisive weapons inflicted immense damage on the Imperial Navy. Even with their full defenses, their shields and hulls remained as fragile as paper before the Ultra Beasts.

At the same time, the commanders of the Federation fleet quickly adjusted their strategy, concentrating their frigates and destroyers to counterattack the Imperial boarding forces with a tighter firepower network. The destroyers' coil guns accurately targeted the landing craft carrying the assault troops, destroying them one by one.

The battle gradually intensified. The Imperial Fleet Commander had no choice but to issue a final, life-or-death order: "We must serve to the end. Reduce the energy demand of the defense array and concentrate it on the weapons!"

"We saw it, the monster is right here..." The predictors frantically overloaded their predictive interfaces and finally located Barabbas, who was using psychic invisibility, just before burning their own heads.

All the firepower of dozens of battleships was suddenly concentrated on the void, and the killer beast hidden there was seriously injured because the stealth array did not activate the psychic shield.

The Ultra Beasts had no sense of pain, so they only acted for victory. Leorian, judging that Barabas had lost his ability to fight, quickly flew towards his brother and began to absorb his energy with his growing spiritual nerves.

"What has that monster become... Keep attacking! Stop it!" The Imperial Navy fought back in astonishment, but Leorian, who had merged with Baraba, emitted a crimson, super-strong energy field that dissolved all external attacks.

When the remaining biomass of Baraba and the dissipated energy field were absorbed back into the body of the First Ultra Beast, red, lava-like lines appeared on its body surface, indicating that its biological reactor had reached its extreme overload state.

At this time, the cruisers of the Federation Fleet finally recovered their combat effectiveness and suppressed the Imperial Fleet with absolute firepower. And Brand once again conveyed the combat order: "Destroy their ships."

As the order was given, an overloaded crimson lotus breath shot towards the Imperial Fleet. The power of the overloaded infinite heat ray could increase infinitely until every enemy was destroyed or the super beast itself was dissolved.

Obviously, even the strongest void shield system was useless at this time. The flames engulfed the flagship of the Imperial Fleet, and the explosion of the Imperial flagship illuminated everything in the dark universe.

From Rogue Traders to the true Imperial Navy, to privateers drafted in for their bravery, no one is spared from the fight to the bitter end.

Now on the space battlefield, the only protagonist left is Leorian, who has grown bone spurs due to the fusion of Barabbas's body.

Although its red lotus patterns are fading, it still radiates a blazing light, like a second red sun.

But for the Imperial forces here, this bloody Second Dawn represents the sunset of humanity.

45. The Coming of the Angel of Death

The Governor of the industrial world of Karen: Esmond stood on a massive observation platform, his gaze piercing through the thick protective glass, gazing out at the distant sea of stars. His fingers drummed nervously on the guardrail, the reverberating metallic sound echoing like a resounding echo within him.

Battle reports came one after another. The fleet of the alien empire that called itself the Helka Star Alliance swept through the galaxy like a torrent of meteors.

The last fleet of the Imperial Navy had been reduced to cosmic dust, and the orbital defense platforms in space had lost their function under their precise strikes, while the planet's orbital defense system had almost no effect on them. The means of counterattack had been lost.

Although the shield arrays on the planet's own defense system were still working, the Empire's enemies were patient. Their slow but continuous bombardment was gradually overloading the industrial world's shield systems. Once the shields stopped working, the alien invasion would follow.

His heart was heavy, doubt and despair swirling in his chest. Esmond knew that if he did not take action, Karen would fall completely, and his fate as the Governor might be even worse than that of his people.

At that moment, an unexpected visitor appeared beside him. He turned and saw a tall figure in armor standing in the shadow of the platform. The armor was covered with strange runes, and every step carried an undeniably heavy aura.

Esmond's first reaction was shock, but then that shock turned into a strange sense of relief.

"Are you... the Angel of Death, the Imperial reinforcements?" He couldn't help but ask. Although he had some doubts in his heart, he chose to believe his own eyes. He saw the familiar Imperial eagle emblem on the shoulder armor and the golden trim that he thought was a symbol of glory.

He didn't know why this warrior's armor was subtly different from that of an ordinary Space Marine, but at this moment, he longed for any glimmer of hope, even if it was false.

The tall figure took a step forward, and a deep but clear voice came from beneath his helmet: "Yes, Governor, we are the Empire's secret forces, coming to assist you in resisting the threat of the Alien Alliance."

Esmond felt an unprecedented sense of relief. Even though he knew rationally that it was impossible for reinforcements to arrive on the planet under the current circumstances, he wanted to believe it.

He took an eager step forward, a tired smile even appearing on his face: "Thank the Emperor, our prayers have finally been answered!"

"But our time is limited," the soldier said calmly. "The enemy will soon launch an attack on the ground. You must make sacrifices to give the people of Karen a chance to survive."

Esmond nodded repeatedly: "I will follow your instructions in everything. I am willing to do my utmost for the empire!"

The warrior turned and beckoned the Governor to follow him. Without a second thought, Esmond followed, filled with awe for the legendary demigod, the Angel of Death.

They walked into the darkness.

.........

Esmond was taken to an underground shelter, where the environment was even colder than the slums below. The air was filled with a foul smell, but the Governor was completely unaware of it.

His eyes were focused on the "Captain of the Space Marine Company" in front of him. There was a mysterious majesty in the warrior's demeanor that made people want to surrender involuntarily.

Deep inside the shelter, he seemed to see some strange flesh covering the walls. Esmond felt uneasy for the first time, but then he realized his eyes had deceived him. It was just a normal wall, even neat, which dispelled all his uneasiness.

At the deepest point, a cauldron-like vessel held a bright red wine. "These are the holy relics we recovered from the Chaos heretics," the warrior explained. "They contain the power bestowed upon us by our great Emperor, transforming any mortal into a great warrior. This will be the key to breaking the enemy's siege."

Esmond was puzzled. "Transformation? Like the Astartes?"

The warrior nodded. "Yes, everyone will become a child of the Emperor. You can integrate these relics into the food supply, thereby blessing the entire planet's inhabitants. Their souls will be purified, their bodies strengthened, and their Machine Spirits will be joyful and energized in the process. Ultimately, we can even transmit the Emperor's wonders. In this way, we can turn the tide in this war."

The Governor's blood boiled with passion. He had never imagined such power could lie in the hands of a mere mortal like himself. He nodded in agreement, "If this is the Emperor's will, I will do it, no matter the cost."

The warrior smiled with satisfaction, then picked up the cauldron. He handed it to Esmond and said in a low voice: "Pour the holy water of this device into your food production system, and it will spread its effectiveness on its own. Remember, Governor, this is loyalty to the emperor."