The Emperor’s Angel of Death

Looking at the angels who decided the fate of the empire from a distance, Stryker suddenly realized what he had overlooked.

like--

And a group of people in silver armor didn't show up?

But he didn't dare to say this kind of thing, because someone had secretly warned him, everything about those people is top secret, and if it is leaked, it will definitely die.

Stryker wasn't afraid to die, but he didn't want to die at the gunpoint of an Inquisitor or someone else.

The Chapter Masters continued to talk, occasionally summoning the people they needed, such as a certain naval representative or a senior officer of the Astral Army, whom Stryker felt he was incapable of participating in, and had been lingering on the fringes.

Then he saw Colonel Rafa Walton of the 116th Armoured Regiment in Vostonia, and he stopped to talk to him.

He has only known this person for a week, but he has been able to get to the point of having a good conversation, mainly because the Vostonias are the type that is closer to Catachan's temper in Stryker's view.

Although their respective worlds are vastly different.

Catachan is a hot jungle world, while Vostonia is mostly shrouded in ice and snow.

The Vostonia Regiment, also known as the Firstborn Regiment, dates back to the period after the end of the Great Rebellion.

Vostonia was an industrially developed planet in the era of the Great Crusade, located near the halo star cluster in the hazy star field, as an important industrial manufacturing center, providing important weapons and ammunition for the armed forces of the Human Empire.

But after the outbreak of the Horus Heresy, the Imperium was in desperate need of any loyal world to send troops to defend the Imperium under the threat of Warmaster Horus and the Legion of Traitors, but Vostonia refused because Vostonia believed that The world's foundries continue to provide weapons to the Empire is the real way to serve the Empire, and mobilizing so many people will undoubtedly reduce production efficiency and can't produce enough weapons.

While Vostonia did not defect, their actions were seen by many as treachery.

After the Horus Rebellion, the empire also began to liquidate the worlds, including Vostonia.

When they faced the wrath of the Primarch Guilliman, Vostonia was candid about her ways of serving the Empire, the Primarch tolerated the world, but Vostonia had to pay for their actions. So since then, every Vostonia family has been required to send their eldest son to the Astral Army, and so has every Vostonia family, high and low.

But that's not enough, every worker on Vostonia has one solar hour dedicated to equipping the eldest son for every ten solar hours of labor, and they all give their time for the eldest son with stoic determination Group service.

The weapons they produce are of impeccable quality, because the Firstborn have their sons and daughters, their brothers, and their only hope of redemption, so the weapons the Firstborn brings to the battlefield and mounted on their vehicles are not mass-produced goods, but A finely crafted weapon crafted by artisans.

Thanks to the harsh climate of Vostonia, the eldest sons will train in the harshest environment, they are constantly improving their combat skills in the collapsed ruins, and because the Vostonia group is composed of mechanic officials and nobles, etc. The three-headed technopolitics is in charge of governing the entire planet, so the color of the Firstborn's uniform leans toward the red of Mars.

The Vostonia 116th Panzer Regiment had just been dispatched to the platoon star, and it had not had time to engage in ground operations.

"I heard that the locals on the ground have defected? This is the last thing we want to happen."

Colonel Walton whispered to Stryker:

"What do you think of them?"

"It's hard to say, some of them are tenacious fighters, but more of them...to be honest, they are really **** lazy. Of course, apart from being lazy, the most troublesome thing is that they are still superstitious, it's me The most superstitious group of people I have ever encountered, as long as the rumor of a wizard will scare them half to death, when Chaos first invaded, the whole planet was in chaos."

"I also heard that they are doing well under your leadership. I read the report on the battle against the warlords last year, and it seems that even Astartes commented that you played a key role in the early stages of the battle."

"Alas, everyone has a moment of glory, don't take a moment as forever."

Then Stryker noticed that Colonel Walton was looking over his shoulder, staring at something.

"Do you feel like you're holding back? It looks like someone is talking about you."

"Ok?"

"That Cadian? What an arrogant piece of shit."

Stryker didn't look back.

"Let me guess, is it a man with deep eyes and strong as a cow?"

"Don't they all look like this?"

"But even by their Cadian standards, this guy is outstanding."

"You know him?"

"I don't know them very well, and I'm too lazy to get to know them."

"Now it's your turn to talk behind their backs."

Stryker smiled, but the smile was dim.

"Aren't we talking together?"

At this time, everyone saw an astral knight hurriedly approaching the strategy room, heading straight for a few chapter leaders, and then whispering something.

Soon the horn in the strategy room rang.

"Except for Astartes, please go out for a while."

There was no explanation, but all complied.

Stryker also glanced.

However, the excellent hearing he had developed in the jungle helped him hear someone's annoyed spit in the clutter of their respective voices.

"...What are the Grey Knights doing!?"

Not long after many mortals left, the grey knight mentor, Hoan Herald, came to the strategy room from the secret passage in embarrassment.

To say that he was embarrassed is actually not too much, because not only was his armor torn apart, but even the cuff of his left arm was completely peeled off, revealing a **** arm~www.readwn.com~ and there was also a lot of blood and blood on his face. scar.

But Soshyan showed no sympathy. He and Azrael stared indifferently at the Grey Knight mentor, then slammed the table.

"I need an explanation, Joan Herald."

The Grey Knight mentor snorted with anger and annoyance from his nose, and then responded hoarsely:

"We stumbled into the devil's trap and suffered heavy losses, and we managed to break out of the siege."

"I'm not asking what you did!!"

Soshyan directly smashed the huge marble table with one punch.

"Why did you leave the command without saying a word! You know how many brothers, how many soldiers, how many imperial citizens have been killed by your actions!"

Herald was also annoyed, he spat a mouthful of blood on the ground, then stared at Soshyan, gritted his teeth and said:

"We have our mission! We have our mission! Soshyan, you have no right to accuse us! Do you think our sacrifice is small!! Twenty brothers! Twenty gray knight brothers died in action!"

Soshyang didn't take the other party's trick either, holding down the hilt at his waist, pointing directly at the Grey Knight's mentor's nose, and scolded sharply:

"Whose responsibility is that! Who do you think caused it! You, an incompetent commander, killed them!"

"you!!!"

Herald was dazed by the blood in an instant, and suddenly pulled out the blood-stained sword around his waist.

In an instant, Mazar, Randall, and Titus all drew their swords.

Azrael, on the other hand, held down the handle of the gun and released the magnetic lock. (Rapid Drawn Spear of Traditional Martial Arts of the First Army Corps)

Suddenly, a thick voice sounded.

"Brothers, calm down."

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