Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes - #594 - Chapter 586: Reunion, Retreat, Briggia

“Who are you?”

“Who are you?”

After some chaos, the two sides in the Blackstone Hall finally controlled the exchange of fire. (Mainly the Astra Militarum part of the defenders)

“Tell me your origins!”

In the front row of the Astartes, a giant lowered his heavy shield and stepped out.

His mottled and old MK III power armor still had scars from the impact of the storm bolter. And Sutherland, who had to act as a diplomat as soon as he appeared on the stage, refused to give in.

The two giants strode forward until they were above each other, eye to eye;

It was only then that the Imperial Fist on the opposite side found out with some embarrassment that there was some kind of ugly height gap between the two sides.

“Hmph…”

Sir Sutherland took half a step back with satisfaction and took the initiative to break away from the posture of looking down.

The other party obviously realizes that height is a hardware, a weakness that cannot be compensated for;

Therefore, when Sir Sutherland retreated on his own initiative, he did not pursue the matter further.

boom!

Calvin and his Gorgon squad suddenly appeared amidst a burst of exclamations from the defenders on the opposite side.

After the white light of psychic lightning passed, Calvin stood up straight from the ground, causing the opponent to take a deep breath.

Silver armor, giant, crowned with laurels;

Lightning claw, long sword, and the gray knight behind him.

The commander of this Astartes garrison at Blackstone Fortress apparently knew Calvin’s identity from this information.

Adhering to Dorne’s will, the man from the Imperial Fists did not hesitate anymore and walked directly to Calvin, then knelt down on one knee and saluted.

“To pay tribute to you!” he said.

“Salute to you!” The Imperial Fist behind him also gave a uniform half-length salute.

The thick tower shield fell to the ground, making a rumbling sound on the ground;

The bolt guns and broad-bladed daggers were gathered in front of their chests, making a neat clang!

“Hail to you as well, Children of Dorne.”

Calvin stretched out one hand and lifted the officer in front of him.

Sutherland, who was not far away, walked towards the rear with a smile on his face and began to contact the advance fleet.

But the procedures that should be followed still need to be followed, especially in a harsh state of war.

Calvin took the initiative to open the reliquary on his chest and used the key inside to check the data one by one with the other party.

Affiliated unit, affiliation, universal Astartes identification code, plus the authority of the Inquisition and the Eye of the Empire.

A series of identification procedures passed, but the Astartes remained silent.

It wasn’t until the green light for the last message turned on that he slowly put away the data pad in his hand, and then bowed to Calvin after turning back to signal to the other Astartes.

“Identification completed! From now on, in accordance with imperial practice, as the highest-ranking military officer in the Gothic sector, you will automatically gain command of the current theater!

Our unit, the Fifth Company of the Imperial Fists, is under your command on the spot!

In addition, our command over the 11th, 13th, and 19th Fleets of the Gothic System Imperial Navy, and the 21st, 43rd, and 55th Corps of the Astra Militarum have also been transferred to us!

However, I need to make a statement here!

The Imperial Fist headquarters will still maintain an independent command system, and will carefully evaluate the feasibility of the missions assigned by you! “

It’s very tough and very consistent with the style of Imperial Fists.

“Yes! My order! Your original combat authority remains unchanged! Continue to carry out the mission as planned!”

Calvin waited until the other party completed the process, and then quickly handed over command.

What a joke! He had just arrived in the Gothic Galaxy, and he didn’t even know which way to open the door of Blackstone Fortress!

If the war situation was urgent and there was no choice, he would take over the command without hesitation. But who is on the other side? It is the Imperial Fist famous for its defensive warfare!

Do you want him to put down the existing system and instead build a new plan on the fly?

Yes, but not necessary!

Especially since his goal is not this galaxy, but to solve the entire Gothic dilemma!

And after fighting Abaddon and Mortarion, his target was only these two legions!

“Your will!” The commander of the Imperial Fist took a long breath. This was obviously the result he wanted most.

It was not until here that the Imperial Fists who were still on alert lowered their iconic shield walls at the personal signal of their commander.

Behind them, the soldiers of the Astra Militarum finally heard news enough to make them cheer from the conversation between the two Emperor Angels who were no longer at war with each other:

“Terra’s reinforcements have arrived!”

Then a low cheer spread among the crowd, and was suppressed by the officers in low voices; while the commanders of the two Astartes walked towards the corner of the Black Stone Hall in tacit agreement.

“What’s the specific situation? How many people do you have, and what areas do you still have?”

Calvin looked behind him. The Gray Knights there were still seizing the moment to insert the teleportation beacon on their backpacks into the ground.

The Astra Militarum soldiers on the other side, under the guidance of the Imperial Fists, were building new positions behind the Astartes.

The scattered wounded were moaning softly, being supported and dragged to the rear of the position by their comrades who were in relatively better condition.

As for the Imperial Fist itself, it’s not in very good shape either.

The shield wall they just faced off with was obviously the end of their efforts; after this seemingly strong “city wall” was dismantled, the obviously injured Astartes among them were exposed.

“It’s not great, but it’s not that bad either!”

Vladimir took off his helmet and answered in Calvin’s slightly surprised eyes.

He raised his head and explained to Calvin:

“You must have seen the shape of the fortress. In fact, as long as the core power area is not lost, the gains and losses in other areas are not important.

There are a total of sixteen star ports, and we still have half of them in our hands, but as long as we have enough troops and the support of the naval fleet, the enemies in these areas will only have the fate of being cleared! “

“Understood!” Calvin lowered his head and pondered, and the three-dimensional structure of the Blackstone Fortress also briefly flashed through his mind.

As Vladimir said, the structure of this star-shaped fortress is extremely clever. All areas that are easy to defend and difficult to attack from the outside are actually a smooth road from the perspective of attacking from the inside.

The core issue is troop strength, and whether we can completely prevent the recurrence of landing battles from external naval battles!

And the advance fleet he belongs to can obviously only solve the previous problems. As for suppressing the main alien fleet, they can only wait for the subsequent large fleet to arrive!

“I can…” Just as Calvin spoke, Vladimir’s communicator rang at the same time.

In desperation, Vladimir subconsciously regarded Calvin as a comrade at the same level and stopped Calvin from speaking with gestures.

And when he reacted in the next second and started to panic in a cold sweat, his colleagues from the Imperial Navy in his ears had already begun to inform him of the latest news:

“Withdraw! Emperor’s blessing! Those damn aliens have retreated!”

“Withdrawn? Not a feint? I suggest you keep an eye on it. There is no need to lift the alert for the time being.”

The Imperial Fist Lieutenant looked shocked. After observing Calvin’s expression with different expressions, he felt uneasy and still made suggestions to his colleagues.

This kind of caution is also in line with the consistent policy of the Imperial Fist, and is naturally accepted by his colleagues.

There is surprise, but it is limited to surprise.

Just like he was obviously worried about the wrath of the original body because of his failure.

This emotion is almost completely transparent to Calvin, but like all the descendants of Dorne, you will never find an expression beyond the normal range on the faces of these granite-hard men.

But soon, this expression transferred to Calvin’s face.

Because the conversation between him and Vladimir happened to talk about the state of the Blackstone Fortress Starport in the past few months.

When talking about the status of the fortress starport, Calvin couldn’t help but ask him about the traces of the battleship he was paying attention to.

“Are you sure?” The surprise in Calvin’s eyes was undisguised.

“I’m sure! That frigate has a special shape, and I will never forget it!” Vladimir assured.

“Then where did it go?” Calvin asked again, but this time Vladimir fell into deep thought:

“I can’t guarantee this, but if I remember correctly, the destination it registered under the pilot’s lighthouse before departure was Brigia!”

renew.