Standard Terran Calendar 41
Endymion Star Cluster, Fifth War Zone, Slgard System, Shepherd III Planet
With the final completion of some vicious ritual, the tide of subspace reaches the physical universe with a silent scream. Then the space is tainted by unspeakable madness, reality itself shrinks, and the screaming soul is controlled by some force. The lower wave twisted into some creation of Chaos, which appeared to the psyker's vision as a massive black star, glowing with poisonous light.
The next second, the entire planet fell into boundless darkness.
"Fuck it!"
Thabo Morris, the leader of the Moridian 227th Regiment, cursed, moved the telescope away from his hard face with several scars, and then handed it to the political commissar beside him. The originally gorgeous blue military uniform had already Covered with dust, the golden ribbon on the shoulders has also become dim, just like the situation they are facing now.
The political commissar of Modian's 227th Regiment picked up the telescope and saw the thing on the road stumbling out of the ominous night with a crazy smile and glowing eyes.
"They're here again."
Eitra is a medium-sized hive city with a population of about one billion. However, when the power of chaos enveloped the planet, most of the people lost their minds immediately - and it is certain that most of these people have transformed or are transforming into someone. An existence that deviates from the Emperor's light.
But this situation is actually not unfamiliar to the Mordins.
The Mordian Iron Guard comes from the small world of Mordian with a crowded hive and scarce resources. Since Mordian's rotation speed and revolution are synchronized, one side of Mordian is always bathed in scorching light, and the other side is shrouded in endless darkness. In the darkness, this also further compressed Mordian's already small area. Everyone was crowded into a small area on the dark side, with an area only one-tenth that of Terra.
All Mordians live in huge pyramid-shaped hives. Multi-layered steel and ceramic towers extend outward like mountains and grow toward the sky. All resources on Mordian are controlled by a person called Ruled by the ruling class, they strictly control and ration all biological materials.
The lack of resources and dim lights have shrouded all Mordian cities in a depressing and gloomy atmosphere. Coupled with the crowded environment, it will naturally breed all kinds of dissatisfaction, while the Mordian Iron Guard is in order and complete. The only guarantee between anarchy, so the Iron Guard will spend a lot of time maintaining order among the people when they are not deployed to a war zone. They will work hard and quickly crush any rebellion in the bud, while protecting the world from by external threats.
What made the Mordian Iron Guard famous was their battle to defend the planet.
In the long and sinister history of the Inquisition, there are many stories of betrayal and terror, of the destruction of worlds and the triumph of human greed and foolishness, especially when demonic forces are involved, with most planets ultimately destroyed. , however there are still some stories of human victory, and in rare cases even demons will be repelled and driven back into the void despite stubborn resistance.
Mordian is one of them.
Thousands of years ago, Mordian was invaded by demons summoned by a cult group on the planet. The entire planet trembled, the sky was ignited, Chaos ships were spit out from the warp, raining death and fire, and Chaos Space Marines swarmed. Entering the city, they carried out a massive and bloody massacre for their evil god.
Isolated and helpless, Mordian was left with only their Iron Guards, and they did not let down their homeland. Whether it was demons, Chaos Space Marines, or other monsters, the Iron Guards never wavered. They stood firm. , firing round after round of lasers at the enemy team, fighting for every building and every street with the enemy. Even the evil forces of Chaos could not quickly defeat these determined soldiers. Even the Chaos Space Marines fought countless futile attacks. I also felt tired afterward.
Although the Mortian Guards paid a huge sacrifice, they won the most precious thing in history - time. The Imperial support fleet arrived, and the psykers in the fleet managed to close the Chaos Rift and drive away the daemon.
As a result of the Mordian Campaign, the Mordian Guard were quickly recognized as one of the most elite units in the Astra Militarum and were deployed to
There are many battlefields in the galaxy, so the Mordians are not very afraid of this sudden chaos trick, and are not as panicked as other Astra Militarum troops.
However, this does not mean that the situation will improve. In fact, according to the results of previous communications with superiors, there are only a dozen regiments of the Astra Militarum still holding on in the Etra Hive, and the hive must be defended behind them. The Capital Spire is the only place in the hive that still maintains power, void shields and communication facilities.
No matter what, they must hold on here until reinforcements arrive.
The Mordian 227th Regiment is stationed in a temporary fortress converted from a hospital on the south side of the Hive Spire. As the protrusion of the entire defense line, it serves as a cover for the Astral Legion on both sides. It also has to look after the refugee camp three kilometers behind the fortress. , where nearly 50,000 surviving refugees gathered, most of them residents of the Middle Nest and Upper Nest. Although there was assistance from the Ministry of Justice, the 227th Regiment was forced to deploy a thousand people to help maintain order, which made them nervous The troops are even more embarrassment. There are only more than 6,000 soldiers capable of fighting now, and there were 15,000 when they first arrived at the Maelstrom.
Thabo Morris picked up the pistol and took a breath. A cloud of white mist rose in front of him. The temperature was now only about ten degrees.
More than two hundred meters away from the hospital, streets and houses were burning, bringing precious light with them.
The cold air tasted like bile, and he wasn't sure if it was the effects of the warp or his own psychology.
At this time, the crazy crowd had already rushed hundreds of meters away from the fortress.
"Hold on, for the sacred throne!"
shouted Thabo Morris, shooting his gun through the neck of a madman scratching at the barricade.
Mad, that's the word he used to describe them, a euphemism that belied its horror, but it couldn't hide their torn faces and awkwardly splayed limbs, or the fiery light behind their bloodshot eyes.
They are now crawling over the barricade, hanging themselves on a pile of corpses of their own dead, limping blindly into the range of the laser gun. It can be seen from previous contact that they have lost all sanity and will start killing once they get close to the target, and Grinning the whole time.
"Remember your vows!"
Mordins wearing neat blue uniforms, gray trousers and polished leather boots lined up in a tight queue, adjusted the triple-heavy laser gun in their hands to rapid fire mode, and then pulled the trigger - the triple-heavy laser gun is a standard laser gun A highly improved version, it offers three optional shooting modes and is named after it, making it very flexible on the battlefield.
