Chapter 378 Savior: Lao Ji, I’m just waiting for you to open the champagne!
Baal, orbital port.
A small ship arrived, and many strong Astra Militarum soldiers disembarked and walked towards the space elevator.
These guys are well-equipped and look like seasoned veterans. Even the leader's seemingly resolute face hides a sly look.
Those were Astra Militarum warriors of the Thirteenth Consecutive Regiment.
After they received the communication from Delainin, they immediately rushed to join the Savior.
This is what Ron wants to see.
After the war, the territory opened communication channels for those Astra Militarum troops, allowing them to contact their respective troops and allow any elite troops to join the Savior.
Moreover, the departments of the Imperial Astra Militarum did not dare to put up too much obstruction, especially when the Astra Militarum Commander-in-Chief was busy running around for the statue of the Primarch of Hope.
Of course, the number of troops that the Savior hopes to incorporate is not large, just a part of a few elite troops.
This is also a way to absorb more combat experience and spirit of the troops.
"These guys have really good heavy weapons..."
The veterans of Consequet stared at the equipment of other mortal troops and complained, "Our equipment is just rubbish, it's useless!"
Laust, the commander of the 13th Consequet Regiment, looked at the equipment of those troops and felt a little envious.
Consequet had not received any funding from the Astra Militarum Army for many years and was sent to a dangerous battlefield, so his life was not easy.
Of course, it’s not as bad as imagined.
These guys can always survive in dangerous battlefields, and they are fully equipped with relatively sophisticated equipment and some forbidden gadgets, so their combat effectiveness is quite strong.
Moreover, the team members are full of talents, including non-staff semi-legal psychics, military doctors, technical priests, engineers, and Ogryn apes, etc.
The fact that they were able to obtain such good lightweight equipment without any funding is enough to prove their ability, but their financial source is a bit gray.
But in order to survive, these soldiers had to do this.
For example, before arriving in Barr, the 13th Conserquette Regiment severely beat the local governor and looted his treasury.
There was no other way. They were ordered to assist the planet in clearing out the cultists and quelling a terrible rebellion, but they also lost a lot of equipment and brothers in the process.
When the war was over, Laust led the veterans to ask the governor for supplies to prevent the Guards from falling into a more difficult situation.
They will always have to face more intense wars, and can only survive by keeping the Guards in good condition.
But the governor was unfazed and unwilling to provide any assistance, claiming that such a request for supplies was illegal.
These Astra Militarum soldiers should apply for supplies from the Astra Militarum's logistics department.
He also ordered the veterans of Consequet to get out of their mansion, and preferably leave the planet.
Although Laust knew that the guy was a big shot in the Star Army and he couldn't afford to offend him, he still got angry and beat him up.
Afterwards, he thought that since he had already beaten everyone, he didn't mind offending more people, so he robbed the governor's treasury.
After entering the treasury, Laust and others became even more angry.
The governor had more brand new weapons in his treasury, but he did not use them in the war, instead choosing to let the Guards charge into battle without any support.
Laust and his companions emptied the treasure warehouse angrily and happily.
This is their group’s favorite activity, and they never get tired of it, even to the point where they get excited when they see the warehouse.
After Laust and his men emptied the treasury, they returned and beat the governor again, almost paralyzing him.
Then they all ran away.
Unfortunately, although they got a lot of good stuff this time, they didn't have the heavy weapons they needed.
Without funding from the Astra Militarum, these heavy weapons are difficult to obtain, as ordinary planets and channels simply don't have them.
Maybe they'll have to take a chance on some special deals again.
What's more troublesome is that this move may offend the big shot of the Astra Militarum, and the 13th Guards of Conserquit may be thrown into an even more brutal war.
The attitude of the relevant departments of the Star Army towards them is now very clear. Directly wiping out these guys will result in heavy losses. Besides, they are quite good at fighting. The best way is to send them to deal with the most dangerous battlefields.
Let their deaths be worthwhile.
Fortunately, Laust and his men were not afraid of the itchiness despite having a lot of lice. Just as they were waiting for new instructions, a message came that gave them hope.
Delainin invited them to come to Bal to meet the Savior and join the ranks of this great being.
After receiving the message, Laust immediately led the Guards to the scene, waiting for the call from the savior.
The square outside the temporary Sanctuary of the Savior.
"Assholes, keep your eyes and hands under control and don't cause any trouble!"
Lauster kicked an old soldier who was ready to make a move, and sternly rebuked him: "I don't want to leave a bad impression on that person before meeting the savior!"
He knew that the guys under his command were not good people, even though they learned it from him.
As for team culture, there is nothing we can do about it.
But this audience was extremely important.
He didn't want the savior to see the poor military culture in Consequet and refuse to let them join.
Suddenly, a figure over two meters tall walked over.
He was a soldier wearing heavy combat armor, which intimidated the veterans and made the noise much quieter.
Laust looked at the armored warrior with a machine gun on his shoulder and a large explosive weapon in his hand, and a hint of shock flashed across his eyes.
What was before him was not an Imperial power armor, but more like a large single-person armor.
How great would it be if Consequet could be equipped with something like this?
"Brothers, I didn't expect you to arrive so soon!"
An electronic sound came from the mortal combat armor, and then the visor rose to reveal Delainin's enthusiastic face, easing the tense atmosphere.
When the veterans saw Delainin, they all came up to greet him enthusiastically, touched his combat armor, and asked where he got the equipment.
I am very envious.
After learning that this was provided by the Savior, I became even more excited.
However, things are not always so wonderful.
Just when Laust was about to go up to communicate with Delainin, he was suddenly stopped.
"Brother, let me show you something good!"
Staff Officer Varenna appeared from somewhere, acting stealthy, as if he wanted to say something to him.
"where did you go?"
Laust frowned, he realized that this staff officer had gone away after reaching the ground and had only come back now.
"Look at this, it's all some damn top guy stuff!"
Varenna couldn't wait to project a video projection, which was a place that looked like an equipment warehouse.
"This is where?"
When Laust saw what was in the video, his eyes widened and he swallowed.
Because that warehouse is filled with a large number of heavy weapons, ranging from super heavy vehicles to heavy artillery!
These are all the fun things their group has always dreamed 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 came down, so I went in for a look."
Varenna was quite excited: "The whole warehouse is full of equipment, and it's all brand new, and the holy oils on them are fragrant!"
He raised his hand and rubbed his fingers together, showing the machine 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 here. He also went in to take a look around and recorded a video.
Varenna sighed, "The savior is so powerful that he doesn't even need to use such good equipment..."
When Laust heard these words, he felt a little numb.
The 13th Guards Regiment of Consequet was waiting to meet the savior, but the regimental staff ran to the warehouse to scout the area and survey the terrain. What was going on?
What if someone finds out? Wouldn’t that be the end of it?
In this way, the image of them, Consequet, in the Savior's heart will be completely ruined!
Laust was quite nervous and looked at Varenna: "You shouldn't have taken anything, 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 was no guard at that warehouse, and when I went in to check, I was not stopped. Instead, I was asked if I needed anything.
"I'm not questioning your intelligence, I'm just questioning your morals!"
Laust glanced at the projection again and swallowed his saliva: "We should all restrain ourselves and maintain good morals in front of the Savior."
In fact, he had little confidence in his own moral character.
The Consequette had no morals from the beginning, and was illegally formed by a group of bastard veterans.
After the projection video went off, Laust and Varenna were still upset.
I'm obsessed with that warehouse full of new heavy weapons.
Maybe at some point they can't control themselves and do something sneaky.
"Assholes, prepare to meet the Lord Savior, and pay attention to your image..."
Laust took a deep breath and reminded.
He decided to ask for supplies from the Savior when he met him later, hoping that the other party would generously provide their regiment with some heavy weapons.
But the commander didn't have much confidence in this; Consequet had been rejected too many times.
Otherwise they would not be self-reliant and do these not-so-decent activities.
Soon, the Savior's reception waiter came and guided the Astra Militarum soldiers to meet him.
Laust led a few veterans who looked good and decent towards the area of the Savior's Sanctuary.
I was 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 13th Guards Regiment of Conserquet. I pay my highest respects to you, Lord Savior..."
Laust led the veterans to kneel down and salute the savior.
These veteran soldiers maintained a resolute look on their faces, looking dignified, indomitable, and loyal soldiers.
I was afraid of leaving a bad impression on the savior.
"Stand up, welcome, warriors." Ron's voice remained gentle and like a spring breeze. He gently raised his hand to signal the soldiers to stand up.
In fact, he didn't need to meet these regimental-level soldiers in person. It would be enough for him to be briefly received by officials from the Ministry of Military Affairs.
At most, during a large banquet, I would cast a quick glance at them and learn the names of their commanders.
But after learning that these defecting soldiers were from the 13th Consequet Guards, Ron became interested.
These guys, famous or notorious, must be met.
He suddenly realized that he had gathered many of the galaxy's best talents under his command, but there were too many cheating and irresponsible guys.
Whether it is Kohl, Shovel and others in the Savior's Territory, or the Son of Man, the Man-eating Shark, and Consequet, their moral standards are basically worrying.
He didn't mind it too much.
Because talented people always have shortcomings of one kind or another, as long as they are placed in the right position, they can shine.
"Hey~ These guys look pretty decent, huh?"
Ron looked at Laust and the others, feeling a little confused.
But through the occasional shifty looks in their eyes, the identities of these guys were confirmed.
It’s definitely them!
After that, he had a brief conversation with Laust, agreed to Consequet's request to surrender to him, and expressed his willingness to protect them.
From now on, these warriors no longer need to obey the orders of the Astra Militarum department. They will continue to fight for the Empire and humanity under the command of the Savior.
Of course, Consequet will not be incorporated into the Storm Army, but will be an independent legion outside the organization.
The main reason was that Ron was worried that they would bring a bad influence to the Storm Army.
That's not good.
But no matter what, this legion will be able to develop better in the future, absorb more veterans and become stronger.
Nor would they be sent to execute orders that would lead to their death for no reason.
"Lord Savior."
The image of the warehouse flashed through Laust's mind again. After hesitating for a moment, he pleaded, "I...we need..."
But Ron's gentle voice came faster, as if he was sighing: "It's not easy in Conserquet. Your soldiers should be short of equipment, right?"
Upon hearing this, both Laust 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 ask questions about equipment. They were all touched for a moment.
Laust calmed down and replied respectfully, "Sir Savior, Conserquet lacks heavy weapons, which caused us to suffer more casualties in the war."
The fact that these warriors have been able to survive the empire's most dangerous battlefields many times despite the lack of heavy weapons is 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 place not far away: "Follow me, you will get what you want."
Laust and Varenna followed the Savior forward and felt more and more familiar with the place. Especially after seeing the warehouse, their hearts began to beat faster.
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?
What generosity!
The more these Conserket warriors thought about it, the more excited they became.
Ron came to the warehouse area and pointed at the warehouse that was dozens of meters high and covered a large area. "It just so happens that we have a batch of equipment that needs to be processed. The things in here are yours..."
All this was beyond the imagination of Laust and others, and made them feel dizzy for a moment, as if their dreams had come true twice.
"Great... Great Savior, are you saying... the equipment in this warehouse is ours?"
Lauster was completely confused.
The other soldiers were also extremely excited and their bodies were shaking. They had been longing for heavy equipment for too long.
The equipment in this warehouse is more than enough to arm Constance to the teeth!
Ron shook his head slightly and corrected the commander: "Not this warehouse, I mean this warehouse area, it's all yours."
The warehouse in front of us is just one of them. There are a total of five warehouses in this warehouse area. Except for two that are empty, the other three are full.
It has not been moved since it was built.
There was enough equipment to arm several Constable regiments, and it was over-equipped to the highest standards.
There is no way. The logistics equipment rationing of the Savior Territory has always been over-rationed to avoid the situation of insufficient equipment.
The Battle of Baal ended very quickly, resulting in a large amount of equipment left over. Even after it was distributed to the support troops after the war, there was still a lot left.
The current tight transportation capacity does not allow for shipping back.
Moreover, this warehouse area has a new plan. The temporary Savior Holy Land will be transformed into a permanent building and built into a pilgrimage site for the Savior.
Ron was just thinking about how to deal with this batch of space-consuming equipment when these guys came. It was just the right time to distribute them, so it wasn't a waste.
Laust and the others felt a little numb as they looked at this huge warehouse area that almost extended beyond their field of vision.
This is a series of critical hits to wealth. Just now they were thinking about making a living, but the savior suddenly told them that they are financially free?
These equipments can never be used up. Even if the number of people in Concerquet doubles, they still cannot be digested!
Ron urged:
"Anyway, the things here are yours. Find someone to move them out quickly. I'll give you three days."
Construction here has to start in three days and it has to be completed before the victory celebration, so the time is quite tight.
Laust swallowed, realizing 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.
He was about to say something when he met the Savior's eyes.
Ron was gentle and smiled: "You're welcome, just move!"
In his opinion, Consequet likes to move warehouses and is considered a professional in this field. There should be no problem with this and he has fully utilized his expertise.
They should be very happy.
Lauster swallowed his saliva and dared not say anything else. He took a deep breath:
"Emperor, we will always remember your generosity!"
It would have been shameful for him to raise any other objection to the generosity of his Saviour.
Ron nodded and walked away quite satisfied.
After the savior left, Laust and the others looked at each other, feeling a little overwhelmed as they looked at the warehouse area.
Who could have thought that one day Consequet would be troubled by not being able to move the warehouse? The savior gave him too much!
If this person casually leaked a little wealth, it would be beyond their ability to digest.
Lauster gritted his teeth and gave the order:
"Notify the brothers to bring their equipment over. We have to empty this place within three days!"
But no matter what, it is an incomparable gift.
After that, all the staff of Consequet began to work day and night to move the warehouse.
But because the savior gave them too much and the time was too tight, their once favorite job of moving warehouses turned into a torture.
This injured many people, and some even felt a little repulsive when they saw the warehouse...
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A week later.
Temporary Sanctuary of the Savior.
Ron sat at his desk and signed a few more documents related to the preparations for the victory celebration.
But after he signed, it meant that the preparatory work was completed.
The victory celebration will take place in two days.
Now, the whole of Baal is filled with a festive atmosphere, and more ships are coming from the Savior's territory and other places.
There were tens of thousands of airships in the sky, dropping countless honorary flags nearly one kilometer long and shining brightly.
All areas were decorated and filled with the atmosphere of holiness and joy.
People are rushing to this celebration together.
Not only that.
In many territories of the empire, the holy images of the Savior were enshrined and related celebrations were held simultaneously.
This is a rare large-scale celebration for mankind in the midst of suffering.
Ron stretched, stood up and walked to the balcony, looking at the slightly reddish Baal, and his handsome face was vaguely visible on the huge mountain range above.
That's a huge statue of him.
Baal's movement speed is similar to that of the planet Baal, and the distance between them is not very far.
That means that no matter day or night, as long as the people of Baal look up, they can always see the statue of the great savior.
Ron sighed softly: "Alas, I don't know when Lao Ji will arrive. I'm just waiting for him to open the champagne..."
In the previous planning of Baal II, there was a statue of Regent Guilliman. At that time, there were still some remaining Tyranid bio-ships fleeing everywhere in the Baal system.
If the Regent's fleet could arrive and fire a few shots, it would be considered as participating in the war, so shouldn't the statue be included?
Moreover, this makes more sense in terms of publicity.
The two Primarchs were as close as brothers, fighting side by side to destroy the Leviathan Hive Fleet. How united and inspiring!
Unfortunately, by the time all the Tyranid biological 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 quite awkward to just have the statue standing there without anyone coming.
Ron stood there for a while, enjoying the breeze, and frowned slightly: "All those who should and shouldn't have come have arrived, why hasn't Old Ji arrived in such a long time?"
For this victory celebration, an imperial noble even came to Baal from the "remote mountainous area" on the other side of the galaxy to catch the event.
Of course, his original purpose was to seek support from Holy Terra, but he deviated slightly.
But everyone came.
Ron generously agreed to go to that area to provide support, and it was quite comprehensive support, just to share in the good fortune.
He thought in his heart, a little worried:
"Given Lao Ji's unlucky constitution, he won't be so unlucky as to be ambushed and beaten again. I wonder if he can withstand it?"
Ron decided to wait until the victory celebration was over, if there was still no news from the Regent.
I'm afraid he will lead the fleet to the subspace to search and rescue people.
……
subspace.
Accompanied by stench and germs, the chaotic storm raged, and the huge human fleet was tossed in this wave...
(End of this chapter)