Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes.

Chapter 222 Punishment, Iron Rain is advancing
"The advance fleet has news!"

Inside the huge petal-shaped building, the leader of the astropaths sent out a signal from the life-support cabin to transmit the perceived picture, and then fell into a deep dream again.

This is already the fourth hundred years that this old man has served on the Raptor King, and the mutation and decline of his body made him give up the right to get out of the life support cabin.

Under the transformation of the medical staff, he has been permanently bound to the King of Raptors just like the predecessors of the family.

The young astropaths attached to him translated his perceptions into words, and passed them on to the Space Marines beside him.

Seeing that one of the two Astartes guarding him took the information away, the young man also relaxed a bit.

There are more than ten hours before the end of the shift, and he is still full of energy.

After slightly adjusting his mental state and reconfirming the anchor point of reality, he re-entered the space of consciousness, and began to listen patiently and identify the voices echoing in the sea of ​​stars.

And after he closed his eyes, the Astartes warrior in red power armor remained behind him, and quietly let go of his finger on the trigger of the bolt gun.

Business as usual, nothing happened.

On the channel corresponding to the northern Katyn section in the subspace, the huge body of the interstellar fortress King of the Raptors is taking the lead, sailing in the endless subspace with a large fleet composed of seven strike cruisers.

Baltasar, who was sitting on the throne in the hall above the atrium and under the dome, slowly opened his eyes.

In his commanding vision, an Astartes warrior approached him holding a parchment blessed with holy oil.

"News from the bridge? Where is it?"

The current Chapter Master of the Firehawk Chapter asked in a low voice.

Since the Grand Fleet set off from the Krieger system, as the fleet commander, he has been sleepless for nearly 20 Terra standard cycles.

Fleet matters are complicated, even after being filtered by officers and staff, there are still countless things that are handed over to him.

Fortunately, the operation of the large fleet gradually got on track with the schedule, and after ten days of the fleet's departure, he could finally take a break.

"Reply from the advance fleet!" Astartes who came to submit the report was concise, but the first words he uttered made Baltasar cheer up.

"Read!" He ordered quickly.

"Titan has been recovered successfully!"

The words of the Astartes warrior made him feel relieved, but after he relaxed, he felt a little regretful.

"The Emperor's Blessing!" He couldn't help but said, then looked at the soldiers waiting for his further order and asked:

"Is there any other information? Is there any order from the Primarch?"

"Yes!" the Astartes responded.

"Read!"

As he spoke, the burly giant stood up and straightened his posture to show respect for the Primarch.

And after he stood up, the messenger Astarte also bowed his head and began to read aloud:
"Titan decree:
[-]. Your department moves closer to the northern theater on the spot, and establish contact with the northern fleet as soon as possible!

[-]. Act according to the camera, try to lure the enemies of Leyak out of the defense system, and cooperate with the Northern Fleet to destroy them!
[-]. If you fail to achieve the first goal, drive as far as possible in my direction, and our department will arrive soon! "

"Gone?"

Baltasar was full of energy, and he confirmed with the orderly with his eyes wide open.

It is a great pity to him that he was not able to participate in the key battle of the primarch being recovered;
But Calvin's order came soon after, and he regained his spirits after smelling the war!
"Gone."

The orderly bowed his head to confirm again, and then replied to him.

"Star map!" Baltasar ordered.

The servo skull floating on standby at the side took off in response, and projected a light curtain in front of the throne from the left eye of the skull, projecting the current position of the fleet from a holographic perspective.

"right here!"

Looking at the turning point where the fleet had just left Katyn, and there was a large gap ahead, Baltasar stretched out his finger and pointed to the Melmos [-] galaxy on the edge of the Leyak sector.

The Northern Fleet's declaration of war there has already started with the first artillery fire on the Killer.

And the Krieger fleet is only half a day away from the battlefield there.

He had a mission before, so he could naturally turn a blind eye to the battle here.

Now that Calvin's order has been issued, he is naturally willing to join the battlefield here and deal a fatal blow to the traitor of Chaos!

"Pass my order!"

"One, convey the titan order to each battle group!

[-]. I demand that the command authority be unified from now on, and be ready to jump out and engage in naval battles at any time! !
[-]. Order the astropaths to contact the Northern Fleet immediately and ask about the location of the enemy's main force!

Command the navigator, find the nearest vantage point and be ready to lead the large fleet to jump out at any time! "

Between the large fleets in the subspace, the astropaths reported the news from the Raptor King to their respective commanders.

Following Baltasar's voice, the battle preparation orders of the commanders at all levels of the entire fleet were issued later.

The Astartes tactical team on duty took the lead in responding, and each team repeatedly confirmed the status of the team and the inventory of weapons and ammunition at the guard point to the bridge from their respective guard positions;

The members of the tactical team of the second level of preparation walked out of the common room of each node in the ship, and after arriving at the maintenance hall, they waited for other comrades under the watchful eyes of the battle group leader and the company chief officer;
More Astartes warriors began to wake up from dormancy. They silently got up from the bed, walked to the weapon display rack, and began to wear various components of the power armor with the help of automatic instruments and machine servants.

The mechanical priests are also busy, and the fleet's engines are once again given the blessing ceremony before the battle to appease the excited machine souls;

The stasis force field in the sacristy room was opened in strict accordance with the sacred binary program, and after the dormant veterans were awakened, the sarcophagi they lived in were hoisted up by thick mechanical arms one after another, and placed in Into the steel body called the sacred and fearless.

When the final blessing mark was branded, all parts of the power armor and the fearless armed machine arm were activated, completed and inspected.

These most powerful warriors of the empire also walked out of their cabins, silently merged into the torrent of steel marching in the corridor, and walked towards the maintenance hall with uniform steps.

More than 3000 Astartes warriors, including more than 200 Terminator and more than 60 holy dreadnought horrors, assembled in half an hour on eight ships, including the King of Raptors.

The various weapon sequences and vehicle decks of the other parts of the hull are also ready after the intense preparation process is completed.

When the information of the various parts of the fleet was ready and in place, through the hands of the astropaths, it finally gathered behind the atrium of the King of Raptors.

Baltasar got up from the throne, and commanded confidently in front of the 7 screens where the communication links of each battleship were completed and synchronized in real time:

"In the name of the Emperor and the Titans! I declare! The fleet has officially entered the battle state! The countdown to combat operations has officially entered the countdown when the jump from the subspace reaches zero! The code name of the operation is to punish Iron Rain!"

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(End of this chapter)