Warhammer: From Planetary Governor

Baal, orbital port.

A small ship arrived, and many strong Astra Militarum soldiers disembarked and walked towards the space elevator.

These guys were well-equipped and looked like veterans who had experienced many battles. Even the leader commander's seemingly resolute face had a sly look.

Those were Astra Militarum soldiers from the 13th Regiment of Conserquet.

After they received the communication from Delainin, they immediately rushed to join the Savior.

This was what Ron wanted to see.

After the war, the territory opened communication channels for those Astra Militarum soldiers, allowing them to contact their respective troops and allow any elite troops to join the Savior.

Moreover, the Imperial Astra Militarum departments did not dare to have too many obstacles, especially when the Astra Militarum commander-in-chief was busy with the statue of the Hope Primarch.

Of course, the Savior did not want to include many troops, only a part of a few elite troops.

This was also to absorb more combat experience and spirit of the troops.

"These guys have really good heavy weapons..."

The veterans of Conserquet stared at the equipment of other mortal troops and complained: "Our guys are just rags, they are useless!"

Commander of the 13th Conserquet Regiment, Lauster, looked at the equipment of those troops and was also a little envious.

Conserquet has not received funding from the Star Army for many years, and has been sent to dangerous battlefields, so life is not easy.

Of course, it is not as bad as imagined.

These guys can always survive in dangerous battlefields, and they are equipped with relatively sophisticated equipment all over their bodies, and there are some taboo things, so their combat effectiveness is still quite fierce.

And the team members are even more talented, including semi-legal psychics, military doctors, technical priests, engineers, and Ogryn apes.

Without any funding, they can get such good light equipment, which is enough to prove their ability, but the financial source is a bit gray.

But in order to survive, these soldiers have to do this.

For example, before rushing to Barr, the 13th Conserquet Regiment severely beat the local governor and looted his treasure house.

There was no other way. They were ordered to help the planet to eliminate the cultists and quell a terrible rebellion, and they also lost a lot of equipment and brothers.

When the war was over, Laust led the veterans to the governor to ask for supplies to prevent the Guards from falling into a more difficult situation.

They always have to face more intense wars, and only by keeping the Guards in good condition can they survive.

But the governor was fearless and unwilling to provide any funding, claiming that such a request for supplies was illegal.

These Astra Militarum soldiers should apply for supplies from the logistics department of the Astra Militarum.

He also ordered the veterans of Conserquit to get out of their mansions, and it would be best if they could leave the planet.

Although Laust knew that the guy was a big shot in the Astra Militarum and might not be able to afford to offend him, he was still angry and beat him up.

Afterwards, he thought that since he had beaten people anyway, he didn't mind offending more, so he looted the governor's treasury.

After entering the treasury, Laust and others became even more angry.

The governor's treasury contained more brand-new weapons, but he did not put them into the war, but chose to let the Guards charge without any support.

Laust and others angrily and happily emptied the treasury warehouse.

This was their favorite activity, and they enjoyed it so much that they were eager to move when they saw the warehouse.

After Laust and others emptied the treasury, they returned and beat the governor again, almost paralyzing him.

Then they ran away collectively.

Unfortunately, although they got a lot of good things this time, they did not have the heavy weapons they needed.

Without the funding of the Astra Militarum, these heavy weapons are difficult to get, and ordinary planets and channels do not have those things at all.

Maybe they have to take the risk of making some special deals again.

What's more troublesome is that this move may offend the big man of the Astra Militarum, and the 13th Guards of Concersquet may be thrown into a more tragic war.

Now the attitude of the relevant departments of the Star Army towards them is very clear. It would be a big loss to directly wipe out these guys. Besides, they are quite good at fighting. The best way is to send them to solve the most dangerous battlefield.

Let them die worthily.

Fortunately, Laust and others are not afraid of itching even if they have too many lice. Just when they were waiting for new instructions, a message came and gave them hope.

Delainin invited them to come to Bal to meet the Savior and join the army of this great existence.

After receiving this message, Laust immediately led the Guards to rush over and wait for the call of the Savior.

The square outside the temporary Savior Sanctuary.

"Assholes, keep your eyes and hands, don't make any disputes!"

Laust kicked a restless old soldier and scolded him sternly: "I don't want to leave a bad impression on that existence before meeting the Savior!"

He knew that these guys under his command were not good things, although they all learned from him.

Team culture, there was nothing he could do.

But this audience was extremely important.

He didn't want the savior to see the poor military culture of Conserquette and refuse them to join.

Suddenly, a figure over two meters tall walked over.

It was a warrior wearing heavy combat armor, which gave the veterans a lot of intimidation, and the whirring sound was much quieter.

Lust looked at the armored warrior with a machine gun on his shoulder and a large explosive weapon in his hand, with a hint of shock in his eyes.

What is in front of me is not the empire's power armor, but more like a large single-person armor.

How great would it be if Consequette could be equipped with something as good as this?

"Brothers, I didn't expect you to arrive so soon!"

The mortal battle armor emitted an electronic sound, and then the visor rose to reveal Drainin's enthusiastic face, which eased the tense atmosphere.

When the veterans saw Delainen, they all came up to say hello enthusiastically, touched the combat armor, and asked where this equipment came from.

Very envious.

After learning that this was provided by the savior, I felt even more excited.

However, things are not always so wonderful.

Just as Lust was about to go up to communicate with Delainen, he was suddenly stopped.

"Brother, let me show you something good!"

Staff Officer Varenna appeared out of nowhere, sneaking around, and seemed to want to say something to him.

"Where have you been?"

Lust frowned, and he realized that the staff officer had gone somewhere after arriving on the ground, and was only back now.

"Look at this, it's all damn top guy stuff!"

Varenna couldn't wait to project a video projection, which was a place that looked like an equipment warehouse.

"Where is this?"

When Lust saw what was in the video, his eyes widened and he swallowed.

Because there are a large number of heavy weapons stacked in that warehouse, from super-heavy vehicles to heavy artillery, everything!

They are all good things that their group dreams of.

"Where else could it be? Of course it's the warehouse here. It's not far away. I saw it as soon as I got there and stopped by for a walk."

Varenna was quite excited: "The whole warehouse is full of equipment, and it's brand new, and the holy oil on it is fragrant!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and rubbed his fingers, showing the mechanical oil on them.

Out of professional habit, the staff officer subconsciously surveyed the terrain and discovered the location of the warehouse as soon as he arrived. He also went in to look around and record videos.

Varenna sighed with emotion: "The savior is really powerful. There is no need to leave such good equipment like this..."

When Lust heard these words, he felt a little numb.

The Thirteenth Guards Regiment of Consequité was waiting to meet the Savior, and the regimental staff officer went to the warehouse to check out the terrain and explore the terrain. What is this?

If someone discovers it, wouldn't it be the end?

In this way, their image of Consequence in the heart of the Savior will be completely ruined!

Lust was quite nervous and looked at Varenna: "You probably didn't take anything, right? Have you been discovered?"

"Of course not, are you insulting my intelligence?"

Varenna curled his lips. He just took a look out of habit.

There were no guards at the warehouse, and when I went in to take a look, I was not blocked. Instead, I was asked if I needed anything.

"I'm not questioning your intelligence, I'm just questioning your morality!"

Lust glanced at the projection again and swallowed: "We should all restrain ourselves and maintain good moral character in front of the Savior."

In fact, he had little confidence in his own moral integrity.

Consequette had no morals from the beginning and was illegally formed by a group of bastard veterans.

After the projected video was extinguished, the two guys, Laust and Varenna, were still not at peace.

I miss the warehouse full of brand new heavy weapons.

Maybe I can't control myself at some point and do some sneaky things.

"Bastards, get ready to meet the savior. Pay attention to your image..."

Lust took a deep breath and reminded.

He decided to wait until he had an audience with the savior and request supplies from that existence, hoping that the other party would generously fund some heavy weapons for their regiment.

But the commander didn't have much confidence in this, and Consequette had been rejected too many times.

Otherwise, they would not be able to rely on themselves and do these less than honorable things.

Soon, the savior's receptionist came and directed these Astra Militarum soldiers to go and have an audience.

Lust led a few good-looking and decent-looking veterans toward the area of ​​the Savior's Sanctuary.

Feeling quite nervous.

When they saw the tall figure, they couldn't help but become respectful. That was the legendary Primarch of Hope and the Savior!

"I am Laust, the commander of the Thirteenth Guards Regiment of Consequité, and I would like to extend my highest respect to you, Lord Savior..."

Laust led the veterans to kneel down and salute the Savior.

These veterans maintained a resolute expression on their faces, full of integrity, tenacity and unyielding appearance, looking like loyal warriors.

I was afraid of leaving a bad impression on the Savior.

"Rise up and welcome you, warriors."

Ron's voice remained gentle and refreshing, and he gently raised his hand to signal the soldiers to stand up.

In fact, he does not need to come to meet these regiment-level soldiers in person. It is enough for officials from the Ministry of Military Affairs to receive them briefly.

At most, during a banquet with many people, he could cast a glance at them and learn the name of their commander.

But after learning that these soldiers who defected were from the 13th Guards of Conserquet, Ron became interested.

These famous or notorious guys must be met.

He suddenly realized that he had gathered a lot of the galaxy's dragons and phoenixes under his command, and there were too many cheating and incompetent guys.

Whether it was Kohl, Shovel and others in the Savior's Territory, or the Son of Man, Shark, and Conserquet, their moral standards were basically worrying.

He didn't mind it too much.

Because talents always have shortcomings of one kind or another, as long as they are placed in the right position, they can shine.

"Hiss~ These guys look quite decent, right?"

Ron looked at Laust and others, a little confused.

But through the occasional sneaky eyes, he still confirmed the identities of these guys.

It was them!

After that, he had a brief conversation with Laust, agreed to Conserquet's request to defect to him, and expressed his willingness to protect them.

From now on, these soldiers will not need to obey the orders of the Star Army Department. They will continue to fight for the Empire and humanity under the command of the Savior.

Of course, Concerquet will not be incorporated into the Storm Army, but as an independent legion outside the staff.

Mainly, Ron is worried that they will spoil the style of the Storm Army.

That's not good.

But in any case, this legion will be able to develop better in the future, absorb more veterans, and become stronger.

They will not be sent to execute orders that will lead to certain death for nothing.

"Savior."

The scene of the warehouse flashed through Lauster's mind again. After hesitating for a while, he pleaded: "I... we need..."

But Ron's gentle voice came faster, as if he was sighing: "Concerquet is not easy. Your soldiers should be in great need of equipment, right?"

Hearing this, Lauster and Varenna had uncontrollable surprise in their eyes.

They didn't expect that the Savior cared about them so much and took the initiative to raise issues about equipment. For a moment, they were a little moved.

Lauster calmed down and replied respectfully: "Savior, Concerquet lacks heavy weapons, which caused us to suffer more casualties in the war."

These soldiers were able to survive the most dangerous battlefields of the empire many times without heavy weapons, which was enough to prove their combat effectiveness.

If there were more sophisticated equipment and a large number of heavy weapons, it would be even more powerful.

Ron nodded and led Lauster and others to a distance: "Follow me, you will get what you want."

Laust and Varenna followed the savior forward, and they felt more and more familiar, especially after seeing the warehouse, their hearts beat even more.

That was the warehouse they had just been thinking about and fantasizing about moving away!

Could it be that the savior asked them to pick any equipment in the warehouse?

How generous!

These Concerquet soldiers became more and more excited and excited as they thought about it.

Ron came to this warehouse area and pointed to the warehouse that was dozens of meters high and covered a large area: "It just so happens that we have a batch of equipment to deal with here. The things here are yours..."

All this exceeded the imagination of Laust and others, and instantly made them a little dizzy, with a feeling that their dreams had doubled.

"Great... Great Savior, are you saying... the equipment in this warehouse is ours?"

Laust was completely confused.

The other soldiers were also very excited and trembling. They had been longing for heavy equipment for too long.

The equipment in this warehouse is enough to arm Conserst to the teeth, and it is more than enough!

Ron shook his head gently and corrected the commander's statement: "Not this warehouse, I mean this warehouse area, it's all yours."

The warehouse in front of him is just one of them. There are a total of five warehouses in this warehouse area. Except for two that are emptied, the other three are full.

It has not been moved since it was built.

Those equipment are enough to arm several Conserst regiments, and they are over-armed at the highest standard.

There is no way. The logistics equipment allocation of the Savior's territory has always been over-allocated to avoid insufficient equipment.

The Battle of Baal ended very quickly, resulting in a large amount of equipment left over. Even after the war, there was another round of equipment allocated to the support troops, and there were still a lot left.

The current tight transportation capacity does not allow it to be transported back.

Moreover, this warehouse area has a new plan. The temporary Savior's Holy Land will be converted into a permanent building. This place will be built into a pilgrimage site for the Savior.

Ron was just thinking about how to deal with this batch of equipment that took up space, and these guys came. It was just right to distribute it, so it was not a waste.

Lauster and others looked at this huge warehouse area that almost spread beyond their vision, and they were a little numb.

This is a series of wealth crits. Just now, they were thinking about getting some melons and dates to live, and the Savior suddenly told them that you are financially free?

These equipment can't be used up at all. Even if the number of people in Concerquet doubles, they can't digest it!

Ron urged:

"Anyway, the things here are yours. Find someone to move them away quickly. I'll give you three days."

The construction here will have to start in three days. It has to be completed before the victory celebration. Time is quite tight.

Laust swallowed his saliva. He realized that it would be difficult to move all these things in three days, and the ship didn't seem to be able to carry too many.

Just as he was about to say something, he met the eyes of the savior.

Ron was gentle and smiled: "You're welcome, just move!"

In his opinion, Conserquet liked to move warehouses, and he was a professional in moving warehouses. There should be no problem, and he was fully utilizing his expertise.

They should be very happy.

Laust swallowed his saliva and dared not say anything else. He took a deep breath:

"Emperor, we will remember your generosity in our hearts!"

The savior was so generous, it would be shameful for him to raise any other objections.

Ron nodded and left with satisfaction.

After the savior left, Laust and others looked at each other, looking at the warehouse area with a headache.

Who would have thought that Conserquet would be troubled one day because he couldn't move the warehouse. The savior gave too much!

If this existence leaked a little wealth, it would be beyond their ability to digest.

Lauster gritted his teeth and gave an order:

"Notify the brothers to bring the equipment here. We must empty this place within three days!"

But no matter what, this is an incomparable gift.

After that, all the people of Conserquit began to move the warehouse day and night.

But because the Savior gave too much and the time was too tight, this warehouse moving work that they used to like the most became a torture.

This hurt many people, and even saw the warehouse and felt a little repulsive...

——

A week later.

The temporary Savior Sanctuary.

Ron sat at his desk and signed several more documents. Those documents were related to the preparations for the victory celebration.

But after he signed, it meant that the preparations were over.

The victory celebration will be held in two days.

Now, the whole of Bar is filled with the atmosphere of celebration, and more ships are coming from the Savior's territory and everywhere.

There are tens of thousands of airships in the sky, hanging countless honorary banners nearly one kilometer long, and the lights are bright.

All areas were decorated, filled with the atmosphere of holiness and joy.

People were rushing to this celebration together.

Not only that.

Many territories of the empire also enshrined the holy statues of the savior, and held related celebrations simultaneously.

This was a rare large-scale celebration for mankind in the midst of suffering.

Ron stretched his body, stood up and walked to the balcony, looking at the slightly reddish Baal II. On the huge mountain range above, his handsome face was vaguely visible.

That was his huge statue.

Baal II moved at a similar speed to the planet Baal, and the distance was not very far.

That meant that no matter day or night, as long as the people of Baal looked up, they could always see the statue of the great savior.

Ron sighed softly: "Alas, I don't know when Old Guilliman will arrive, just waiting for him to open the champagne..."

In the previous plan for Baal II, there was a statue of Regent Guilliman. At that time, there were still remaining Tyranid biological ships fleeing everywhere in the Baal galaxy.

As long as the Regent's fleet could arrive and fire a few shots casually, it would be considered as participating in the war. Wouldn't the statue be arranged?

Moreover, it is more meaningful in terms of publicity.

The two Primarchs are like brothers, fighting side by side, and jointly destroying the Leviathan Hive Fleet. How united and inspiring!

Unfortunately, after all the Tyranid bio-ships were destroyed and put into the pot, the Regent still did not arrive.

So the statue of the Ultimate Primarch next to the Primarch of Hope was cancelled, otherwise it would be embarrassing if no one came.

Ron stood there for a while and frowned slightly: "All those who should come and those who should not come have come, why hasn't Old Ji come for so long?"

For this victory celebration, even an Imperial noble came to Baal from the "remote mountainous area" on the other side of the galaxy and caught up with this event.

Of course, his original purpose was to seek support from Holy Terra, but he deviated a little bit.

But everyone came.

Ron generously agreed to support that area, and it was quite comprehensive support, just to share the joy.

He thought in his heart, a little worried:

"According to Lao Ji's unlucky constitution, he won't be so unlucky to be ambushed and beaten again. I don't know if he can withstand it?"

Ron decided that after the victory celebration, if there is still no news from the Regent.

I am afraid he will lead the fleet to search for people in the warp.

...

Warp.

Accompanied by stench and germs, the chaos storm is rampant, and the huge human fleet is swaying in this wave...