Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire - #396 - Chapter 389 Space Wolves
The galaxy is burning, and every Imperial force is of extraordinary value at this moment. In the countless millennia of the last hundred years of the gloomy 40th millennium, it is really important to distinguish among those who sacrificed and fought. And secondly, then the giant silver barge flashing in the void at this moment and its owner must be of extraordinary importance.
A lifelike behemoth stands on its bow, which is the wolf’s fang, and the honor of the Crimson Moon Dalian is on it. This ancient warship served the Space Wolves through the Beast War and its fallen brother Magnu. Sri Lanka’s revenge remains strong.
As one of the 12 Great Companies of the Space Wolves, he has considerable honor, and this number used to be 13. Until the werewolf Great Company chased the Thousand Words into the warp during the Great Heresy, its existence and runes were erased, leaving only The next piece is a gray void on the Great Ring.
And this ancient battleship is moving forward. They are submerged into the deepest place of the void. The cold breath is surrounding it, making the ship made of fine gold and ceramic steel even darker. Inside this ancient lady, in the hall, The tuskers were making yet another declaration, hunting advice, and words.
The culture on Fenrien turned this place into a place composed of a large number of sculptures, runes, warriors, blades and tusks, completing the cruel Wolf Spiral, the strongmen of the Kaimor Trials, the Blood Claws, and their admiration From the warriors carrying jump packs, the Skyclaws, to the oldest veterans who can chase thousands of years ago, the Longtusks.
And the poor lone wolf, the last survivor of his team, the Space Wolves without the concept of supplementary organization, such a lonely man led several Fenrir wolves, that kind of ferocious beast with fierce fur suddenly appearing, The thick dark iron chains kept shaking in their drooling hungry looks, leaving a restless music in this wolf hall.
In this ancient, long, and terrifying hall, the Rune Priest sang the battle song, Gunnar Red Moon. The warrior who inherited the name of the giant beast walked into the upper level of the hall among the crowd of brothers. His body was larger than the other brothers. Taller and bigger, with long and beautiful blond hair, he could be said to be a Space Wolf based on his appearance, more like a handsome model or the darling of a noble.
But there is no doubt that no one in this galaxy dares to order the wolf Lord to be his captive, not to mention that Gunnar Red Moon is a veritable giant beast. He is the most ferocious hunter and the alpha wolf who loves strong firepower the most.
His weapon is a long and terrifying heavy storm bolter, with a silvery white color and the appearance of a giant beast on it, a giant bear howling angrily under the red moon.
It is one of the oldest beasts in Fenrien, the embodiment of many fears that people have, and its incarnation is Gunnar Red Moon, the leader of the Space Wolves, the Wolf Lord, the bloody firepower pourer, he is hungry Thirsty fanged veterans.
The Space Wolves do not respect the Codex Astartes, and there is no so-called chapter concept. There is no upper limit for the number of people in each company. However, the number of them has been insufficient due to the constant war. The selection of the responsibilities of the alpha wolf is based on the Great Circle. It also makes all 12 Dalian equal.
In other words, he is considered one of the most powerful people in the entire galaxy, comparable to the existence of the High Lord of Terra, the founding Chapter Master of the Astartes during the Great Crusade.
The noble Grand Company Commander spoke. “We are close to the target. Those ugly traitors are about to be judged. The great primarch is guiding us and is about to show its fangs. The wolves are about to hunt. Our target is the traitorous red pirates. But we must also pay attention. We in Dalian once He held an ancient mission.” He changed his subject.
“That was a bad fate during the Great Crusade. According to our oldest documents, there was once a monster called Rangdan that was sealed in this area by us. It relied on the psychic chaos and energy brought about by the terrible subspace magic near the maelstrom. Fenrir’s ancient runes to suppress that being.”
“Some time ago, our Rune Priest felt that the seal was broken, and that monster is a mimic worm alien. It has good intelligence and can hide itself. Therefore, every warrior needs to wear a helmet and use an eye indicator. The infrared rays in it find those that exist.”
This sentence made this group of savages lose a lot of momentum. They believed that not wearing helmets could better feel the bloody wind and massacre on the battlefield, and at the same time help them adapt to the battlefield faster. Unless the battle situation required it, they preferred Taste the feeling of your enemy’s blood moistening your cheeks.
The body of the Space Marines is their greatest defense. The Emperor has given them the ability to defend against many terrible contaminations and bewitchments, allowing the Space Wolves to maintain their savagery on Fenrien in this crazy galaxy. The stubborn long-toothed veteran raised his plasma gun covered with runes and fangs, with beast hair on the muzzle, and spoke.
“Gunnar, stop talking nonsense. Neither humans nor aliens can escape my nose, you know!” He wanted to get special privileges, which usually worked. The Grand Company Commander was very tolerant of veteran soldiers, but this time he shook his head.
“You must, make sure, those things don’t exist before you can take off the helmet. I have seen those ancient records. Dan’s tenacity and terror are not enemies we can relax. We have dealt with traitor space warriors and green skins. , Eldar, various enemies, but Dan is different, they are not individuals, but groups, more similar to beasts than intelligent creatures, they are also beasts and wolves. “
He thought for a moment. “No, they are worker bees and ants, but their numbers are terrifying. When enough dan are gathered, the ability they produce will not be any weaker than an alien that the empire fears!”
“Secondly, we must protect the Skadi people, not only because they have the most powerful fighting power among mortals, but also because…” He said with a solid expression and a serious tone.
“They have a pretty good army chef. I have asked the fortress lords we passed by about the evaluation of his food. Although those mortals are stupid, they have picky tongues and their taste is not bad! From what they said, that person’s food is enough for us. Howl and drink!”
When the words of the company commander ended, those soldiers swallowed subconsciously. Yes, the red moon, the great beast always only likes two things. One is to completely crush and kill the enemy with firepower, and the other is delicious food, accurate It’s a banquet, a delicious banquet.
Gunnar Red Moon is one of the best. He is a famous gourmet among the Space Marines and a quite interesting bard. While he inherited the madness and power of the giant beast, he also inherited The other side of the bear, loves play and food.
This may be a bit counter-intuitive, but in addition to being great warriors, Space Marines are also geniuses beyond the capabilities of mortals. They are not only powerful, but also smart. Their willpower beyond mortals and their modified brains make them full of wisdom.
And when the Grand Company Commander told the details of the banquet and food, those Space Marines decided to enjoy life with their comrades with ale and barbecue after dealing with the heretics and aliens.
At the same time, they also approached the outside of Engili Port. When they saw the giant ship in the distance for the first time, the Ark of Omen was like a terrifying hell flying disk floating in the void, they realized that the war here was far beyond their imagination. .
Gunnar Red Moon felt an abnormal aura. He used the ship’s external sensor to zoom in several times on distant images that even Superman’s Space Marines could not see clearly with their naked eyes. Then, the giant ark that was completely penetrated looked like the planet’s equator. A huge tear appeared.
Gunnar Hongyue subconsciously said to the oldest and wisest rune priest here. “Teacher, look, is this? The trace of the Nova Cannon?” He subconsciously thought of the most powerful space-based weapon in the history of the empire. Its power is comparable to the direct hit of dozens of plasma torpedoes, with a huge caliber over tens of meters. , a mere hit can turn cities on the ground into ashes.
But the old space warrior didn’t speak. He just looked carefully at the traces in the blurry green holographic screen, and then wriggled his dry mouth. His eyes suddenly turned light blue, and a storm surrounded him. This was similar to Astropath’s sentience, but his is clearly more powerful.
He hesitated for a moment, then answered. “Volcano Cannon.”
Gunnar Hongyue showed an expression of disbelief, and then quickly felt relieved. If it were a volcano cannon, it would definitely be able to cause such a wound, but to reach the level of a space-based weapon, that kind of thing would definitely require an extremely rare large piece of rare crystal. The value can not only be measured by money. In other words, the mortals here have a defense that is not inferior to any fortress sector built by the empire.
And he also realized that this time he would get the war he imagined, a legend of his own that could fill his poems, and reward him with a delicious banquet. As long as the Primarch bless him, everything will go well.
He squinted his eyes and looked at the sparkling Engili Port in the distance. At this moment, he saw that this huge artificial void platform was no longer a cold and pitiful human creation, but a real place full of fun.
“Let Dan, the Red Corsairs, the Eagles of Destruction and the Mortal Legion, there are so many surprises here. I don’t want my warriors to leave, but I can’t help but feel my heart throbbing, asking how many Astartes there are in this world. Don’t you want to fight to the death and then boast proudly to the Emperor about how many aliens and traitors you have killed?”
But the old rune priest spoke. “Everything here is in an extreme and weak twisted balance. The Empire, the Red Pirates, and Jean Dan have completed a small and extremely interesting balance. If we land, it may cause the balance to be destroyed, and then everything will be chaotic and The chaos composed of gravity was completely destroyed, leaving only a void of nothingness.”
Gunnar Hongyue replied. “But what’s the difference between the three parties meaninglessly fighting each other and the nothingness of death, teacher?”
The old rune priest looked at the determined warrior, licked his dry mouth, and said. “You are very similar to the former alpha wolf. Wildness, reason, desire and restraint all appear in one person. But you are different from him in that you like so-called poetry and romance, chasing those illusory dreams in this cruel dark universe. “
“But I have to admit that your pursuit is not worthless. On the contrary, those things can allow you to maintain enough human heart without falling. So I believe that your humanity can once again guide you to break this dark and desperate universe.”
Gunnar Red Moon bowed gently. This was not the etiquette of Space Marines or Fenrir, but his favorite ancient ceremony. Compared with the warriors and alpha wolves of the Space Wolves, he was more like a person with a unique personality. A dancing playboy, but this does not mean that he is frivolous, fragile, nor does it mean that he is not wild and crazy.
He is Gunnar Red Moon, the most terrifying beast in the universe. It is not only a gluttonous giant that swallows the souls fallen from countless hells, but also a handsome nobleman who represents the scarlet moon. At this moment, in his pale golden eyes Mixed emotions flashed through, and when the captain at the control point spoke.
“Gunnar Red Moon, Alpha Wolf, I found a traitor battleship. According to the information in the database, it should be an ancient Blood Angel battleship, but it was destroyed by the traitor Blood Angel Vengar 300 Terra years ago. Stolen, now affiliated with the Red Pirates, traitors.”
asked the powerful space marine. “A fallen battleship? What’s its condition and where is it?”
The captain called up the data and answered. “It has been severely damaged by the Empire, and its gaps are constantly flying out of dead mortal bodies. I think the enemy has abandoned this battleship, and we have detected a strange purple substance, like a plastic gel.” The armor gaps on the outside of Engili Port in front of the battleship are filled, do you want to send out detectors?”
Gunnar Hongyue said. “They enter Engili, damn the traitor, let the detectors get close to those substances and have a look at them, and let the mortal auxiliaries begin to clean up the enemy warships, repair them, and try to get this ancient barge back into the arms of the empire. Remember to clean up the severely corrupted ones. If conditions permit, the machine soul will be completely replaced by its core and meditator array by the technical sages.”
The captain began to take action. He performed the Sky Eagle Salute to affirm the command of the Grand Company Commander. At the same time, the mission of recovering the ship and detecting strange gaps began. Gunnar Hongyue just looked at the ancient battleship and activated the Imperial Guard Communications.
After a short wait, he saw the man in the holographic image, a young, energetic war lord with black hair and pupils, wearing the uniform of an Imperial Guard general.
“Your Excellency Alan Bayer, I have heard that the Sky Eagle Ceremony is not necessary. Compared with those complicated etiquette, I found the gap where the red pirates invaded. If nothing happens, we can help you clean up the bad wound. “
“If nothing happens, those traitors will collapse soon, and at the same time…” His expression solidified and he asked seriously.
“Did Jean Dan recover?”
Alan Bayer sighed at this moment. He had obtained the captain’s information and nodded affirmatively. “I think they have been resurrected…”