Chapter 10 The Battle of Salem (2)

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A huge subspace rift bloomed in the center of the galaxy, coveting the peace of the surrounding world like a man-eating beast. Menacing radiation and destructive energy fill this star field at all times.

Since ancient times, this place has been called the Maelstrom.

This turbulent vortex casts a huge shadow in the warp space around it, emitting unpredictable whirlpools and storm-like forces in real and illusory spaces. Twisted and ferocious chaotic entities even hide in it.

Navigating near its borders is dangerous, and time and space become a twisted horror in its grasp. Moreover, under its influence, many worlds have suffered nightmarish effects and disasters that human reason cannot bear.

Looking at the entire galaxy, most of the death worlds are concentrated around the maelstrom, which is naturally a restricted area for life.

No Imperial expedition ship could dive into its depths and return, two things they invariably stated in their desperate astrological messages.

Ask for rescue.

as well as…

Never come to the rescue.

They used their lives as a price to mark the star areas that could still be recovered, and the Golgotan star area was one of them.

Although it is surrounded by a wasteland of dying stars and filthy worlds, a paradise for filthy aliens, tiny inhuman empires, and twisted madmen, it is a far cry from the many other dead sectors filled with dead worlds. Those few values ​​are enough to stand out.

Prior to this, the fleets of the Great Crusade chose to surround and bypass the stellar wasteland, selectively ignoring the few "recoverable" human worlds within it.

Of course, this is only temporary. In the Great Crusade that will liberate the entire galaxy, no corner will be overlooked.

However, for the limited power in the early days of the Great Crusade, as well as other wider and more valuable star fields... the conquest of the Golgotan sector seemed somewhat insignificant.

After the main forces of the Great Crusade had nearly completed their conquest of the entire galaxy, the Golgotan Sector gradually proved to be a cancerous neighbor and a threat to the compliant worlds of the nascent Imperium.

Now, under the Emperor's sight, this is a star field that needs to be reclaimed.



War is no stranger to war hounds, they live by it and die by it. No one will question the fighting will of the Twelfth Legion, just as no one will question the sweat and blood thrown in the duel pits on their ships. These warriors who are always silent under strict military discipline have a fiery and addictive spirit. The nature of blood.

As irresistible as they are by nature, warhounds crave the skulls of their enemies.

"Enemy attack!!!"

A hoarse low Gothic roar suddenly sounded from the communication equipment, breaking the silence in the cabin.

However, the warning about the corpse is meaningless. Surrounding the blood-stained communication equipment, corpses of all kinds of miserable deaths were strewn about. Except for the sound of blood dripping slowly and the sound of ice crystals gradually condensing under the extremely low temperature, There was no more sound in the entire cabin, and it returned to the dead silence just now.

The passage of air pressure and temperature symbolizes that the vacuum is constantly intruding into the ship's hull. At the most conspicuous part of the ship's string armor, there is a heavy impact that is incompatible with the surrounding inferior and unidentified ship's hull metal, and is like a sharp blade embedded in the ship's hull. The horns, and the most prominent golden double-headed eagle pattern, symbolizes the human empire that is conducting the Great Crusade across the galaxy.

This is an Astartes Fist assault craft.

“Buzz——!”

The thick chain saw ax that was spewing promethium fuel was making a terrifying roar. The single-molecule chain blade stained with sticky pale white electrolyte was slowly pulled out from the twisted skull that had broken most of it. Kahn stepped over in front of him indifferently. The filthy corpse of the filthy alien had gradually become cold. The steps of several thick and dull magnetic boots continued to echo in the empty cabin. Several veterans from the 8th Assault Company were following closely behind him.

Obviously, these empire's sharpest blades are destroying their enemies in an efficient way.

"This is the last one."

After carefully searching for all the breathing survivors on the ship, Kahn's dull voice slowly spoke, and the unusually loud hoarse voice echoed through the loudspeaker in the empty and dead cabin.

The heavy chain saw ax was slowly flowing with thick plasma and electrolyte, and Kahn once again confirmed that the various reading reports on the auspicious device were accurate. Because this means that the entire destroyer from the "Brotherhood of Destruction" of the Inhuman Empire, with about 8,000 Inhuman crew members composed of various types of cyborgs, has been destroyed by this team of Astartes from the Sons of the Mountains. All were slaughtered.

"...These strangers can actually stay in the Maelstrom for fifty years? It's really unbelievable."

Looking at the auspicious sign that the entire destroyer could not find any life readings, a pharmacist painted in red was puzzled by this.

After all, most fleets during the Great Crusade bypassed this chaotic system.

"The chaos and disorder of the Maelstrom has always had its reasons... This also proves that this tiny foreign country is vulnerable."

Kahn's husky voice replied to his team members. Immediately, he turned on the auspicious device and uploaded the gang jumping records together with the coordinates of the space hulk.

The unremarkable gang-hopping ended with the drying up of the blood of thousands of aliens. This was the third month since the 13th fleet broke through the subspace curtain and arrived in the Golgotan sector. It was also renamed from War Dog. The seventh month after the Sons of the Mountains.

Before embarking on the expedition against the Maelstrom, the entire Twelfth Legion was reorganized under the leadership of the Primarch.

Through the Mother of the Mountains' profound knowledge and pharmaceutical skills, the Legion Medical Department has acquired unimaginable knowledge of high-quality pharmaceuticals. The miracle of regeneration of severed limbs has been reproduced by them at a small cost. Even several people who have been sealed into the Dreadnought Machine The veterans in Armor were also restored to active service by the Primarch's almost miraculous medical skills.

Elaine's improvements, as well as the transformation surgeries of the Astartes within the Legion, reduced the mortality rate to a point that stunned the priests of the Cult of the Mechanicus - and even alarmed the Emperor from Terra.

After receiving the warning from the Lord of Humanity, Elaine stopped her eagerness to increase the number of reconstructive surgeries. But even so, the medical advancement she brought to the empire was unimaginable. The stasis field used to place the seriously injured and deceased veterans was almost emptied.

At the same time, Elaine's Primarch Guard was also established, not only the best warriors among the Primarch's side, but also the best apothecaries of the Children of the Mountain. Everyone's pharmaceutical knowledge and techniques were personally taught by the Gene Mother.

As for the reforms within the Legion, shocking reforms have also taken place. The 88th Company, a medical company whose members were all pharmacists, was organized.

Moreover, almost every Astartes team is equipped with a pharmacist. The red paint and the silhouette of the snowy mountains on the shoulder armor are their logo, symbolizing the gift from their genetic mother.

The rest of the Astartes still retain the iconic white and blue paint of the War Hounds, but the pattern on their shoulder armor has also been replaced by a plain of red sand, the symbol of Nuceria, and also their symbol of mountains and mountains. Proof of the Sons of the Red Sand.

Nowadays, most of the Sons of the Mountains have learned medical skills almost spontaneously. Each of them is a master of the human body. They are not only familiar with various medical skills, but are also extremely good at dismembering or dissecting enemies. The extraordinary talents of the Astartes gave each of them the potential to become an apothecary. But the strange thing is that not only have their bloodthirsty and belligerence not been eliminated, but their aggression has become more intense - perhaps because life-threatening injuries are extremely rare for them. Even the rules of fighting in the duel pit, There were only first blood and dead blood left.

During these days, they wandered in this dangerous star area for a long time before they found a lost human world that could be transformed.

After the Sons of the Mountain exterminated all kinds of filthy aliens stationed above and incorporated the humans who had been enslaved for a long time, and with the assistance of the Iron Warriors in the fleet and the Mechanicus, the roaring Factories and transportation lines were built. The sea water was drained, poisonous gas and radiation were continuously discharged, and the prototype of the hive city was gradually taking shape. The Sons of the Mountains finally established their first supply world in the Golgotan sector, and used it as a base to build their own city step by step. Constantly encroaching on the territory and patrol fleet of the 'Brotherhood of Destruction'.