Accompanied by the buzzing sound of the anti-gravity suspension device, the Fist Assault Boat landed smoothly on the deck of the Resolute Resolve.
The crowds of countless servitors and mortal auxiliaries were bustling on the deck of this giant battleship. Among them were even the Astartes squads waiting for the task of joining the gang, as well as the technical priests who were appeasing the machine spirits, shuttled back and forth. All kinds of ships, munitions, and even torpedoes are always on standby.
This wartime Glory Queen-class battleship brings together all the unparalleled military power of the Human Empire.
When she and her escort fleet sail to an unexplored star region, it means that this star region will be completely conquered by the human empire's most powerful force in the galaxy, and the hidden alien races will also be completely exterminated. Liberate humanity from the endless darkness as another empire territory shrouded in the light of the Star Torch.
As several Astartes slowly walked out of the cabin with heavy steps, the long-awaited servitors began their work, conducting routine inspections on this ancient assault craft that had been in service for a hundred years. Maintenance and maintenance, the thick and solid plastic steel armor reflects the dim light on the deck, and countless repaired and vicissitudes of life are all over the hull, which seems to tell the long history of service after it was delivered from the production line to the War Hound's arsenal. history.
For the past four months, this ancient assault craft has operated alongside various Cobra-class destroyers, carrying Astartes veterans from the 8th Assault Company, as well as others hunting around the Golgotan sector. Like other small ships, the new Sons of the Mountain captured and destroyed dozens of destroyers and several cruisers from the Inhuman Empire's "Brotherhood of Destruction", as well as several Ork terror ships from the Ork Orc mercenaries. With the dirty gunship, its heavy collision horns and heavy melt tore through the fragile armor of countless alien ships, venting the anger of the Astartes on it.
Among the several Astartes who walked out of the assault craft's cabin, Karn, as the company commander, walked first. His steady and quick steps symbolized the urgency for the next battle and killing. As a century-old veteran who has fought countless aliens head-on, this silent warrior is the epitome of the entire Eighth Company. Since the return of the Primarch, all the war dogs have subtly transformed from violent and irritable to silent and ferocious. Warriors, it seems that their bloodthirsty impulses that could not be suppressed under strict military discipline in the past have been eliminated invisibly, or they have been absorbed by the soul from the Primarch.
After landing on the ship where the Primarch was located, Kahn felt a familiar warmth and warmth fill his heart again, and the bloodthirsty impulse that was bathed in the fighting was all eliminated at this moment. The strong connection from the bloodline Linking his souls with those of the veterans around him, Kahn knew that this warmth and connection came from the Primarch of their Sons of the Mountains.
Yes, a true spiritual connection. The reason why the Astartes from the Children of the Mountains are becoming more and more silent is because they no longer need to speak to communicate with each other. The all-embracing sea of souls from the Gene Mother accommodates their thoughts like never before. The sense of security can even be traced back to the memory of when they were still humans, like the sense of security curled up in their mother's arms.
Feeling the warmth that seemed to be able to heal everything, Kahn's swift pace seemed to slow down slightly.
This is what he strives for.
he thought. And the fiery spiritual voices of his comrades, hidden beneath their usually silent appearance, also reached his ears.
[Welcome back, brothers, you have once again won a part of the great glory for your mother, thank you for your hard work. 】
As the sound of heavy steps and the honest and familiar voice of the soul slowly sounded, Kahn knew who he was without looking at the Centurion powered armor of the Astartes in front of him that showed his identity.
He was Centurion of the Eighteenth Company, Mago. The voice of his soul was so loyal that even wearing a heavy Centurion armor could not suppress his fiery heart.
[Thank you, Brother Mago. We brought my mother the hulk of a destroyer as a trophy. 】
[This is really good news. Another dirty piece of flesh and blood from the alien kingdom has been cut off by your sharp ax blade. Mother will be proud of the 8th Assault Company and you, Brother Kahn. 】
[This is nothing, Brother Mago. Although this ignorant and weak alien nation is vulnerable, their number is almost endless. There is still a long way to go before Mother's great conquest, and we all have to fight for it. 】
The pleasantries between the two ended with Kahn's humble heartfelt voice. Obviously, the captain of the 8th Company did not care about his glorious results, which was completely opposite to his past desire for glory.
In nearly a hundred gang-hopping operations against alien ships, there is no doubt about the record and glory of this former war dog and now son of the mountains.
However, Mago completely understands Kahn's current mood. Even with his glorious record, this proud warrior no longer desires the superficial glory to anesthetize the emptiness in their hearts. Their enthusiasm and excitement for the return of the Primarch It has turned into endless anger against dirty strangers, and there is nothing more noble than fighting for the mother's sword.
Since Elaine's return, almost every Astartes has been redeemed in their hearts. In those days when they were redeemed by the Primarch, the impulsiveness and irritability in their hearts gradually disappeared, and their hound-like impulses found unprecedented peace in the majestic and peaceful sea of their mother's mind.
[Do not be modest, my brother. Your results have been immense. No company can match your ferocity and zeal, but their results are no less valuable. Not long ago, news came from the star language of the reconnaissance ship. This dirty alien empire has become increasingly exhausted under our encroachment and strangulation... Their fleets, which are as countless as locusts, are gradually being reduced to a size that can be degree of acceptance. 】
[Despite this, the number of our fleets is still not enough to compete with them head-on. But small-scale wars in various dirty alien worlds have gradually begun, and mother has also launched a call for us. 】
[Brother Kahn, I am here for this. 】
[The fangs that my mother was worried about have all been removed. The weak enemies now only dare to cower and tremble in their dirty alien world. Those dirty alien fleets no longer dare to roam freely in the star sector.
[The war we have been waiting for is coming. 】
There was an indescribable excitement in Mago's honest voice. Kahn could clearly feel the centurion's enthusiasm rippling on the sea of souls, just like several veterans of the 8th Company standing behind him. Hot and exciting.
The same goes for Kahn.
After the war dogs met their original body again, they have been eager to bring victory and glory to their mother. The ferocity and madness contained in their hearts have never faded away like the surface. In these few months The fight with the enemy completely activates the cruelty hidden in their hearts. Almost no one can be found alive on the battlefield after jumping gangs, even if it is a human slave ship that is still valuable--
They have waited for this war for too long.
They are born to be war hounds, the blades with which the Emperor conquers the galaxy.
They longed for a war that would bring glory to the human empire.
However, the Children of the Mountains never showed the ferocity in their hearts. After the new ironclad laws within the Legion were promulgated, no Astartes displayed their wildness and ferocity outside of the battlefield, not even in the heat of combat in the dueling pits.
Because this iron chain is their own shackles to restrain themselves, a shackles to limit themselves in order not to worry the mother of genes. They have never complained about this new iron law that was quickly implemented in the legion. War hounds are already It is a loyal regiment that is born with a high degree of obedience to military discipline.
Their unbridled ferocity will only bring unnecessary casualties to them, and will also make Elaine worried about her heirs.
The former is the hounds' awareness of being the Emperor's blade, and the latter is the key to their changes.
Regardless, they have changed their appearance. The war hounds that were once feared by civilians on countless battlefields have now restrained their sharp teeth, just because this madness and ferocity are still tolerated and accepted by their mothers, just like those who were once wandering ghosts on the battlefield. After being accepted by Sanguinius, the ghoul transformed into a Blood Angel who upheld a noble heart.
Today's sons of the mountains have invariably turned their desire for glory and fighting into their admiration for Elaine. When the war dogs of old felt the tender embrace of the Gene Mother for the emptiness beneath the surface of their desire for glory, and linked their hearts together, there was almost nothing left that could withstand the Sons of the Mountains. enemies - the hostility and differences in their hearts were all eliminated under the arms of their mother, and these fighting brothers also became brothers truly linked by blood in their daily lives.
Yes, the problems some veterans worry about will never happen.
The chain of hearts from Elaine has linked them with the recruits from Nuceria. Every Astartes in the Sons of the Mountain Legion, which has expanded to almost 20,000, has close brothers with each other. camaraderie.
The newly born Twelfth Legion is a huge family with a warm and close-knit family as the main body.
The veterans, who symbolized their eldest sons, all added the double axes from the Primarch called "Blood Father" and "Blood Son" to the background pattern of the red sand plain on the thick shoulder armor.
The new Astartes, symbolizing the second son, are tattooed with the twisted giant ax pattern that symbolizes the weapon Elaine used during her time in Nuceria, called 'Freedom'.
Nowadays, blood links the eldest son and the second sons together, allowing them to live together in the gentle arms of the mother of genes, no longer separated from each other. They are both hounds of war and heirs of the mountains. Resist any one of these identities.
No matter what their past experiences, these Astartes will fight side by side for their mother and the Imperium of Mankind.
Only when their gentle mother demands it, will the War Hounds reveal their once razor-sharp teeth to their enemies.
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