Chapter 42 Sabis 4

"The so-called Ran Dan is not so much a tyrannical and barbaric alien civilization, but rather a criminal alliance composed of several powerful opponents. It is a giant snake Hydra with countless heads. Whenever you think you have killed

When all its vicious attacks are gone, it will emerge from the darkness more legions of blasphemies."

"For now, we have already found different opponents on the battlefield with Ran Dan, including Ran Dan, the Bone Eater, the Brain Eater, and the worm alien Schloss. In addition, Ran Dan is also a big

A large-scale slave-owning race, they will drive large numbers of alien races and even human slaves into the battlefield to serve as cannon fodder that consumes the defenders' ammunition and energy."

"According to the information we uncovered, Ran Dan's tactics have not changed much over the years: their army commander is named [War Commander], and each [War Commander] has different powers and commands thousands of

Ten thousand troops and cannon fodder slaves, and under the [Warmaster] are the elite warriors of the Randan race [Overlords]. [Overlords] are extremely difficult opponents. Their brutal strength and combat experience are comparable to Asta

They are the best among special forces, and their weapons and equipment are even stronger."

"In most cases, Randan is accustomed to sending their elite warriors [overlords] to drive massive slave armies to attack the front. This attrition operation sometimes even lasts for several days, while their main force will be in [

Under the leadership of the War Commander, they are waiting for opportunities, looking for opportunities to kill with one blow. However, once the army commander is killed, the morale of Ran Dan's army will suffer a very serious blow, and there may even be a brief rout.

."

"In addition, Ran Dan is also quite good at some unique tactics, such as the large-scale use of drones, and they can also control a celestial-level artificial war satellite. This kind of weapon consists of millions of

Controlled by slaves controlled by their nerves, their intimidating power in void battles is comparable to that of the Queen of Glory."

"In addition to these terrifying war machines, Randan's elite warriors are also opponents that cannot be underestimated. They are almost taller than the Astartes, full of savagery and cunning, have very rich combat experience, and do not mind using all kinds of despicable methods.

To achieve victory, these [Overlords] are also very well-equipped. Their guns and armor contain some technologies that we cannot explain for the time being. On this basis, almost every [Ran Dan] Overlord will be equipped with a private void.

Shield to protect yourself."

"When fighting these beasts, please make sure to destroy their heads or completely separate their limbs from their trunks. Otherwise, please do not relax even a little bit of vigilance. Their body structure is different from humans. For

Fatal wounds to the throat and chest cannot kill them quickly, and to be honest...the fighting will of these [overlords] is truly amazing."

"Destroy their heads with chainswords, shatter their limbs with explosives, and if possible, trample their chests until their original form is no longer visible - trying to kill a Ran

Dan [Overlord], this is the safest way.”

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Zahariel's voice wandered around the room. The cheerful Dark Angel was now raising his face with great seriousness, telling the person in front of him bit by bit the information that the terrible opponent was allowed to pass on.

Two guests.

In this perfect silence, countless thoughts began to burst out in Morgan's mind. They engulfed or collided with each other, giving birth to sparks of thinking.

She continued to think about this almost legendary figure.

But these are not worthy of her attention.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

There seemed to be Astartes passing by outside the door. Their heavy steps seemed to pause, a brief but fierce quarrel broke out, and then slowly disappeared into the distance.

Ahriman and Morgan sat opposite him. The two representatives of the Thousand Sons Legion focused most of their energy on listening and remembering this knowledge, while the remaining small part passed through the porthole and came to the pale and pale figure at their feet.

In a deserted world.

"The 23rd Kranos Regiment... I remember their name was this, right?"

"me……"

Ahriman touched his chin, feeling the sleepiness that almost spread to his whole body.

Morgan showed an apologetic smile to Zahariel. She controlled the curvature of the corners of her mouth precisely because she was not sure how much strength and angle [apology] needed, and whether her eyebrows needed more.

to match this theme.

Maybe she does need to see him, but before that, she needs to burn enough flames in this war to make everyone aware.

Morgan was the only one left in the room.

Zahariel's narration continued, but Ahriman was no longer in the mood to continue listening. He waved his hand and left without saying a word.

But fortunately, it was all completed in the end.

"That's right."

"Don't worry, don't worry. Mr. Luther has always been a very friendly person. His self-esteem may be very strong sometimes, but this does not mean that he is unwilling to help others. Just write it. If you are ashamed to speak,

I can also help you."

There is also Asser, the Captain Asser who may no longer be remembered, the Dark Angel who was supposed to hand over Ahriman and Morgan, has disappeared along with his small fleet in the battle with Ran Dan, and

No more information was sent back from the Randan fleet that tore apart Asser's company.

According to the speculations of the imperial staff, this powerful fleet containing war satellites should be reinforcements sent by Ran Dan to strengthen the frontal front, and the news of the appearance of war satellites was indeed transmitted during the fighting on the front line, along with

The fierce battles on the front lines gradually calmed down during these few Terran Standard Days. The Dark Angels Legion was able to take a breather, and no one cared about the news.

"If it's so important, why do we act now?"

This enthusiastic attitude made Morgan's expression change into a smile, and then she looked at the door.

Before the war began, there was only one mining organization with less than thirty people stationed on Sabis 4. However, since the invasion wave of Randan aliens began to appear and disappear in nearby galaxies, the Sabis galaxy

He was also involved in this war and became an insignificant footnote in the empire's long eastern defense line.

"An army that is not even a mortal auxiliary army cannot be trusted with its combat effectiveness."

"Sir Luther, he is a very good coordinator and logistics manager, and the most trusted person by [The Lion]. He is the most typical Caliban, serious, conscientious, and extremely capable."

"A mechanical bishop in Shana World noticed it when he was out on inspection, but when he returned to Shana World, he soon died in the war, and his colleagues had a little doubt about the ownership of the inheritance...

…minor disagreements that were not resolved until recently.”

[Yes, the data shows that they were defeated in the stalemate stage of the Shana battle. Although they have replenished their troops, their combat effectiveness is no longer trustworthy. 】

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This uneasiness not only came from the Dark Angel and Ran Dan, but also from the emptiness in her heart: she didn't know what she was going to do at the moment. Her goal made her instinctively want to get close to the Primarch, but [The Lion]...

…

But Morgan was still uneasy.

Facing Morgan's question, Zahariel laughed and spoke quickly.

"I just seemed to feel...a strange breath there. It seemed to be calling me. I am very eager to go there, respond to it, and even surrender to it..."

Ahriman yawned idly, showing no concern for these talentless mortals.

"Ah... yes, but when we think of knights, we always think of the [Lion]. All the knights in Caliban combined cannot compare to him. As for Lord Luther, after we left Caliban, he has always been

Now that he is in charge of civil affairs, he handles it very well and has never complained. He must be very satisfied with the current situation."

Morgan nodded. She tilted her head slightly and was silent for a while. A few gleams of light flashed in her dead pupils.

A mortal legion that had already been defeated in the Shana War and suffered heavy losses was dispatched here and became a better-than-nothing defender. And these, these miserable mortals welcomed a group of unexpected guests.

Considering the current situation of the First Legion she witnessed, she began to hesitate again. During this hesitation, Morgan randomly laid out a few dispensable chess pieces.

【Do you know where there are grapes?】

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Dark Angel laughed helplessly.

【There is indeed one, Mr. Zahariel.】

"It felt... like what they call the connection between the Astartes and the Primarch."

"……Um?"

But fortunately, Zahariel did not delve into it. He was always a relatively cheerful person. As long as the secrets of the First Legion were not involved, he was happy to talk to Morgan about more things.

Morgan crossed her legs and sat on her seat. She put one hand on her face, her eyelids flickering, her eyes wandering randomly on the pure black battleships outside the portholes. These battleships carried about a thousand people.

Dark Angels, they will stay in this world for a while.

"There is a Mandeville Point that has never been discovered before, and it is so huge that it can allow a large fleet to enter and exit. The purpose of our coming here is to confirm all this, and if necessary, we need to leave enough defense force.

.”

Morgan was serious, but Ahriman was a little distracted.

"Then they discovered this when they were sorting out the information, so we came."

In the chaos and complexity caused by the Randan War, this was not an easy task. Ahriman often could not even trust the Legion's communications and could only determine the status of each Thousand Sons warrior through time-consuming and laborious psychic information transmission.

Condition.

Ever since he walked through the corridor just now, Hector felt that something was wrong with his battle brother.

[Can you tell me about Mr. Luther? As a mortal in the Legion of Astartes, it is inevitable for people to be curious.]

[But...when we visited him before, I discovered that Mr. Luther was once a knight?]

Ever since she came to Ran Dan's front line, there have been many things that made her feel afraid and uncomfortable: the layered organizational structure of the Dark Angel Legion is just the most obvious one, which makes Morgan stay on track almost 24 hours a day.

With the highest degree of vigilance, she always felt that everything about herself was being watched.

"What's wrong with you, Salieri?"
To be continued...