Chapter 40: The Empire's Frontier: Past Glory
The muzzle of the bolter sprayed deadly flames, and the bolter pierced the air and hit the target with an ear-piercing roar. The entire upper body of the unlucky genestealer was shattered by a single shot.
The chainsaw ax roared and cut off limbs and flesh. The entire underground corridor was littered with corpses. The gray and dark brown walls were now almost blood red. The murderous artist used blood to draw a painting of death. .
The purebred gene stealer crashed to the ground. The giant holding a bolt gun beside him turned around and killed the flying gene stealer with one shot. The purple blood sprayed on the wing helmet, and the black feathers were scattered. The stacked pieces were stained with a dull blood color. Astartes immediately swung his power sword without stopping, and cut off another Genestealer in half with one smooth movement.
The Dark Angels Space Marine stood among the broken corpses. He raised his arm and shot a guy who was preparing for a sneak attack without looking. The plasma gun in his hand fell to the ground and shot to the side. There was a chain explosion on the oil drum, but the Dark Angel didn't even look at the explosion.
The light of the flames illuminated his helmet. He raised his head slightly and looked at the Fenrisian wolf walking on the side. Ragnar carried the chain ax and fired calmly as he walked. Every shot he fired was Killing every enemy with precision.
Compared to the panic, fear and impatience of their enemies, the two Astartes were indifferent. They did not dodge or make any big moves, they just stood there and aimed and fired one shot after another. Every shot he fired could cause a splash of flesh and blood, but the opponent's vitality couldn't even knock off the paint on his own power armor.
"Why do we have to clean up this garbage here?" Ragnar complained, aiming and firing one gun after another. Lancelot on the side shrugged slightly and kept pulling the trigger with his fingers, and the dazzling light of the gunfire shone on their helmets. There were patches of luster.
"Aren't you always complaining that you are bored and want to fight? This is what happened." "What the hell do these guys mean? This is just a one-sided killing. What glory is there?"
"I need to remind you, Ragnar, what we do is an extension of the Emperor's will and an obligation and responsibility to the Human Empire as a whole. This is the most important thing, not your honor."
Bell's voice came from the communicator, mixed with bursts of gunshots and screams, but judging from Bell's calm tone, it shouldn't be a big deal. They were as relaxed as they were now, just like going out for a walk. It's so easy to kill a fart.
"Okay, Bell, you are always so boring. Speaking of which, why didn't Vito come down to practice shooting with you?" "Well, from what I know about him, he is probably either bragging with the local bureaucrats or chatting with the new female governor. Communicate in bed and communicate deeply.”
"Ah, it must be the latter. You are very familiar with his tricks, Lancelot." "Nonsense, we have been with him for many years, yes, how many years, who remembers?"
The two stood together, shooting casually but accurately while chatting as if they were really shooting at a training ground.
Ragnar's head tilted slightly, and he pulled the trigger and shot a fleeing enemy. "Fuck, I forgot. Damn it, it seems we have been following him for a long, long time. It's been so long that I forgot." "I." I even forgot how old I am now.”
"We are Astartes, Ragnar. Time itself has no meaning to us. Once it exceeds twenty years, humans will forget the concept of time, let alone each of us living for more than a century." Bell. The sound returned, and there seemed to be a roar of heavy bolter machine guns, but it soon returned to calm.
Ragnar shrugged slightly. Indeed, time means nothing to them. The Astartes age very slowly, and the long years of war and training have long made them forget the passage of time. This is how the Astartes were born. The most efficient killing machine in the empire today.
"But I think it's been at least more than ten years, right?" Lancelot said, killing the enemy one after another, "Ah, by the way, speaking of Ragnar, I remember that your war group has a close relationship with the Inquisition. Damn it, why do you get along so well with Vito?"
The Space Wolf tilted his head and took aim, shooting a Pious sniper far away. Although his sniper rifle could not even damage Ragnar's fur, it seemed that the man had become Ragnar. Another diversion when bored.
"You're talking about the Moon of Shame, right?" "The Moon of Shame? What the hell is that?" "Ah, it was the First Armageddon War, between our Chapter, the Armageddonians, and the Inquisition. Together with the Gray Knights, they destroyed 50,000 World Eaters and countless Khorne demonic armies, and pushed the traitorous original body directly back into the subspace. "
"It was a glorious battle. Thousands of mortals fought side by side with us and defeated the demons and monsters of the warp. However, the Inquisition later prepared to execute all those mortal warriors on the grounds that they would definitely be destroyed by the warp if they fought against the traitorous original body. It was contaminated, so it had to be cleaned up. This made our Chapter Master Wolf Lord Logan, so we started fighting with the Inquisition. "
"We covered the evacuation of the mortal soldiers and civilians from the system, and also had a fierce exchange of fire with the Inquisition fleet. All the Inquisition troops on the scene were severely damaged or annihilated by us. This made both the Gray Knights and the Inquisition particularly angry, and then they came to Fen with their armies. Rhys is looking for trouble and wants us to go on a redemption expedition or something."
"There was a fight after that. I remember it was Old Wolf Bjorn who personally came forward to persuade Chapter Master Logan to cease fire and negotiate peace with the Inquisition. The matter was settled, but we really don't like the Inquisition and the Gray Knights very much. "
"So can you explain how you can hang out with Vito every day, being complained about and bossed around by him, without killing him with an axe?"
Ragnar raised his ax and chopped the purebred in front of him to death. He hit his helmet with the axe, as if he was thinking hard and then shrugged, "I don't know, I just like this guy." , I can’t tell why, he’s different from the rest of the Tribunal, isn’t he? We’ve been with him for so many years and we haven’t seen him casually kill people or throw an extermination order at a world.”
"Vito doesn't like killing. Even I know that if he kills, there must be a reason, and it can avoid greater casualties. He is not as arrogant as those inquisitors, so yes, I quite like him. Or he doesn’t look like a judge at all.”
Indeed, Vito is more like a dashing ranger, wandering around the universe, and his acting style is extremely casual and undisciplined. To a certain extent, he is very similar to Ragnar. They are both typical of them who regard disciplinary rules as waste paper and then follow them. People who do things their own way, so they are rewarding each other?
"But I remember that the Wolf Lord liked him quite a lot. He has been to Fenris several times, and the veterans of the Chapter all respected him, although I forgot why."
"Because Vito also participated in the Moon of Shame." Old wolf Olaf's voice came from the communicator, and his rich voice was as reliable and solid as ever.
"At Armageddon, after we destroyed the fleet of the Inquisition, a fleet led by Vito suddenly appeared and surrounded us. At that time, our ammunition had already been fired after the battle with the greenskins and the Inquisition fleet. It’s all gone, and the battle brothers are exhausted after fighting the Gray Knights. Vito could have hunted us down completely.”
"But he didn't. Vito opened a channel for us to leave, and warned us not to send those refugees to any planet, but to bring them back to Fenris. But it is a pity that in the end we were unable to accommodate so many refugees, but instead They sent some planets that were willing to receive them."
"In the end, these planets were also attacked by the Inquisition, the refugees were executed, and some planets were even executed with extermination orders to perform the so-called "purification". But I heard that Vito began to save a few planets and used Some means to "annihilate" those refugees on paper.
Olaf said, and there was a loud noise, as if he crushed something, and then smashed something with a punch.
"Later in Fenris, it was he and Lord Bjorn who persuaded the Supreme Master of the Gray Knights and Logan to withdraw their troops and cease fire. After that, he also ran around to get the angry Council of Tribunal Lords to give up the crusade."
"I was also present at the time. Lord Bjorn asked him why he wanted to help us and why he wanted to be an enemy of his colleagues. Vito told Lord Wolf."
"People today have forgotten why the Empire was established, but someone has to remember that hope once existed in this galaxy."
"Lord Bjorn was silent for a while after hearing this, and then led us to swear an oath. Even if the stars fall and the stars change, the son of Leman Russ will always welcome his arrival and will always provide him with all help."
As the old wolf said, there was a burst of electricity from the communicator, and with an explosion everything fell silent.
Ragna smiled and hit his helmet with his axe, "I knew that guy was very powerful. Isn't this much more powerful than those lunatics?" As he said that, he shot another unlucky guy to death.
"Indeed, Vito has a very good relationship with our chapter. At that time, I was sent to join a unit to participate in a war against the greenskins, but on the way, Lord Asmodai half-frightened and half-coerced the platoon leader to seize power. He led us all to pursue the rumors about the "excellent warrior", causing the Silver Scorpions fighting alongside us to suffer heavy losses from both front and back."
"Sun, you guys are really unethical." Ragnar complained. The rare Lancelot did not refute but shrugged slightly, and then swung his sword to kill an enemy at close range.
"Master Asmodai is so crazy. Even among the lunatics of the First Company, Second Company and the Priest, he was screaming and dragging us to find the militia camp against the greenskins. We found that outstanding soldier, and he It was Vito, who was leading the local militia against the greenskins."
"Asmodeus-sama asked him a bunch of questions like a lunatic. In the end, Vito miraculously convinced Asmodeus-sama to beat the green skin with him first. And since the latter really listened, I Dare I say it! This is definitely a galaxy-level miracle! That lunatic can’t even listen to Chapter Leader Azrael’s words.”
"Afterwards, Vito brought the Silver Scorpion Chapter Leader who had suffered heavy losses and was half-infuriated to Caliban to question him. I don't know how he persuaded the Chapter Leader to accept Captain Azrael's apology, and he didn't show up to Caliban after that. Looking into this issue, even our two war groups have not become mortal enemies."
"Just like your regiment, Captain Azrael respects and appreciates him very much. He even helped him solve several wars later. I remember that he fought several times with the rebellious Alpha Chapter? Although it was the Ravenwing The company and the Deathwing Company are going to fight, so go with Vito."
Wow, I have to say Vito's eloquence is quite good, or... he has other ways? Like telling some little secrets or exchanging something or something? His usual trick, but it seems to work well on anyone.
Ragnar laughed and inserted the new magazine of bolter into the gun, "Well, that's why he is better than those idiots who can only howl, shouting to kill here and shouting to throw extermination orders there."
"Lancelot, Ragnar, Old Wolf and I drove the rest of the people in your direction and prepared to hunt." Bell's voice said, and the roar of the bolter could be heard directly by the two of them.
Ragnar moved his arms, then strode to a heavy bolter machine gun, kicked the corpse lying on it away, picked up the heavy bolter and walked to the front door.
Lancelot also raised his bolter and pointed it at the gate. Soon, a large group of alien enemies appeared in it. They fled in this direction in a panic, only caring about the hunters behind them but ignoring the ones in front of them. When the first person at the head of the team noticed the two giants, it was too late.
Ragnar pulled the trigger, and the bolter roared like a storm and rushed towards the enemy group with countless bullets. Flesh and debris began to splash everywhere, and blood rain poured down inside and outside the entire gate.
When the bullet chain of the entire bolter machine gun fired the last round of ammunition, the deadly weapon of death finally fell silent, and fell silent in the repeated green smoke.
Ragnar threw the bolter aside casually. He looked at the two brothers who walked out of the gate. They walked through the mountains of corpses and blood. The four giants looked back and stood in front of the gate among the corpses of countless aliens and heretics.
But before any of the four spoke, their communicators rang, and Cole's voice appeared in everyone's helmet.
"Everyone, get back to the ground."
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It must be said that the bed in the Governor's Mansion is still very large and comfortable, with high Roman curtains hanging everywhere, and the comfortable felt quilt is so warm and comfortable, which is indeed a good thing that only the Governor's Mansion can have.
Vito leaned on the pillows, and these soft pillows made him sink deeply into them, comfortable and cozy. His hands were around the bare shoulders of Olivia who was leaning on his arms. She was covered in the quilt and half of her body leaned on him, and her slender fingers gently rested on Vito's chest.
Vito smiled at the beauty in his arms. He sighed easily and rested his head on the pillow. He closed his eyes and seemed to enjoy the tranquility of this moment.
No one would disturb Vito and this beauty now. The servants were asked not to disturb them unless it was important. Well, at least not just now.
The communicator on the bedside table started beeping. Olivia opened her hazy eyes and sat up to look at the bedside table. Her long hair was casually draped over her shoulders.
Vito sighed and reached out to take the communicator and opened it randomly, "Cole, I hope you really have something important to bother me."
"The Ultramarines are coming. The third captain Kyle Fabian is coming with five Space Marines. You should put on your clothes immediately and wait at the airport."
Cole's voice was hung up. Vito laughed jokingly. It seemed that Cole knew what he was doing. Well, he rubbed his head and looked at Olivia who was surprised.
"Emperor bless you."