Chapter 116: Happy and Harmonious

Obscure Starfield

Calisis Sector

Markanyi Machias Subsector

Outer Asteroid Belt of Beracan Planet

After some unknown riot and suppression, the Wrathstorm finally decided to obey the previous captain's communication order, so their communications, engines, weapons and shield arrays were all remotely offline (which scared the mechanical priests on the Wrathstorm, who are reported to be praying on the ship now). The battle barge is floating in deep space near the outer assembly point, waiting for the final fate given by their new master in extreme anxiety.

The beautiful silver-white hull of the Destiny Steel is now cruising alone on the common trade route between Beracan and Sintira.

Just about 300 milliseconds ago, he just responded to the inquiry call of the Beracan orbital defense platform with a string of trader codes issued by the Emperor himself.

The latter is verifying the authenticity of this ancient and precious code in its own database. This code shows the increasingly closed and conservative Berakan Forge World that the visiting Moon-class modified barge belongs to the property of the noble Kalosini family.

Although this family is unknown, it has a long history, dating back to about nine thousand years ago, the first group of people who followed the sacred human emperor and his expedition. The current head of the family, who is also the captain of this ship, is named Ramizane Kalosini. All of the above are proved by the sacred blood of the emperor.

The purpose of the visit was filled in as "food and defense weapons trade".

Bellacan, an extremely cold planet rich in iron ore and associated minerals, has even dyed the surface of the planet red with rich iron. Due to the extremely rich mineral resources in it and the nearby asteroid belt, it has been built into a mining center ruled by the Great Sage Daedus in the past few thousand years. It is famous for its research on stasis and force field technology, and for providing the best stasis fields, stasis grenades, stasis projectors, and various void shield force fields and weapon technologies that can be used on imperial ships in the entire galaxy. *

However, in addition to being able to drive contract slaves and servitors to mine underground ice reserves in the severe cold of minus 40 degrees to provide some water resources, the rare ores, food, and some water used in research and manufacturing products are still all imported through interstellar trade routes.

After all, in this barren mining, hive and forging world, they have to maintain not only many loyal servants of Om Messiah, but also the hungry appetites of hundreds of millions of weak flesh and blood.

Therefore, a large ship that comes to trade food for defensive weapons is usually a very popular trading partner.

In his attentive response, the other party promised to report the matter to the rulers of the planet, the High Tech-Priests Council and the Archmagos Daedus as soon as possible, and it would take "one day" of Beracan, that is, about 30 standard Terra hours, to give them an answer.

Therefore, the two Primarchs (?) who are now in the hall of the Twelve Temples on the Iron-Destiny Iron still have enough spare time to give a pre-war... uh, speech to the Iron Warriors Second Company and the former Imperial Fists First Company assembled here.

【What should I say to them? 】

【Just a few words. They will compete to please you. You just need to see how they perform and choose the ones you like. You must remember that you are a Primarch and are born with such unequal rights. 】

【If you thought so before, I think I understand...】

【What are you mumbling? 】

【No, no, let's get started. 】

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Bela Kaan is currently classified as a "forge world" in the Empire's planet classification, that is, as a planet directly ruled by members of the Mechanicus, it is a special tax-free world.

Perhaps some people would think that if this is the case, the people here will live better?

The answer is that there are no people here.

There are only mechanical priests, Titan Legions, Skitarii, contracted mining slaves and machine servants with their brains cut off.

Ramizane's comment on this is "I don't like the feeling when I hear this kind of news, but so far its situation is indeed no more than my understanding of the Mechanicus's forge world, which is probably in a mess."

As for the question of why it is necessary to seize this forge world that has begun to decline first, Perturabo immediately stopped his body from saying more words that would undermine the dignity of the Primarch.

"How dare you question my orders? These days of ease have indeed made your brains rusty like your weapons!" The electronic voice of the Dreadnought roared, "My descendants, I, Perturabo, your father, need this planet now, and you will get it for me!! "

The Iron Warriors obeyed the order solemnly, and the heavy atmosphere before the Legion's battle ten thousand years ago returned - if it weren't for the Dreadnought where the other half of their gene father's soul resided, it would have said with deep resentment in its electronic voice, "Don't make it unmanageable! I want a planet that can be put into operation immediately, not a mess! I have enough work!"

"Ah, the other thing I mean is," the father in their original body who is indeed more "kind" and "normal" but always makes the Iron Warriors instinctively feel more terrifying also said, "Although you will be fighting against Your new brothers who have just woken up (several Iron Warriors roared with uncontrollable resentment) started a race to capture the planet to determine the ownership of each spot in our new First Company, well, but. "

The god wearing a huge LOGOS used his huge gauntlets to dexterously pick up his coffee cup, "For strict and fair considerations, each of you will be wearing a small recorder during combat. Beacons, if found to act in any way that actually hinders, hinders or attacks friendly forces, as well as any act that destroys too many critical properties, factories, mines and facilities, will be severely punished.”

Hearing this, the two groups of people standing on both sides of the Twelve Temple Hall secretly gestured death gestures to each other and the locking of various sights stopped. The confrontation between the eyepieces and the eyes almost filled the air. Sparking a real lightning spark, "Well, for example, if you conquer this mine, but kill too many mining slaves in the process and cannot start the operation, and the production efficiency is too much lost, you will also be made into an excavator with only a brain. of."

The sweet aroma of chocolate and cream in the unique taste of Soul Volcano made Lamizane squint his eyes comfortably, "In special operations, everyone is starting from the same starting point, so smart people should..."

The Stone Forger and Shanto both suddenly showed expressions of understanding. They hurriedly looked in a certain direction, and then their pupils suddenly shrank because they saw that Lysander had already grabbed the man he was trying to control without hesitation. The purple-eyed Raven Guard flew away from the shadows above——

"Hey! Vanus is ours! Put him down, you zombie emperor's lackey!"

"Shut up, you rusty iron-headed heretic! I was the one who caught him first!"

In such a joyful, harmonious and warm (?) atmosphere, Lamizane suddenly added something as if he was remembering it.

"By the way, all the teams in the 10th company will be equally distributed to your company. Remember to teach the newcomers the art of war - this will also be counted in the points."

A micro-expression appeared on Lysander and Thortarn's faces at the same time: "Can the complexity be increased?! Is there anything else that I beg you to say in one go?"

"Finally, the on-site combat officer for this operation will be Company Commander SADE. He will be your future first company commander, so remember to perform well."

"Huh!!!!!!" (deliberately amplified electronic sound)

As the fourth primarch's body finished speaking, a luxurious Contemptor Dreadnought appeared from between the pillars of the hall.

Everyone felt themselves trembling involuntarily.

Is the Primarch's current preference for Captainship appointment to be fearless...?

Gua.

The information marked with * comes from the introduction of 40KLEX-BELACANE

I have a strong feeling that tomorrow's battle scene will turn into a comedy...