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The Supreme Master of the Dark Angels Chapter looked at Dreadnought with scorching eyes, as if he could meet the eyes of this ancient warrior whose face and body were under the armor. Motor, continued:

"Caliban has been destroyed, and we have established a new stronghold on the largest fragment..."

"Impossible!" The voice from Dreadnought suddenly raised its voice, "Caliban can't stand still, it's impossible for a lion to sit idly by, and nothing can destroy Caliban under the protection of the Dark Angels, even Horu Neither can S!"

Members of the inner ring of the Dark Angels: "..."

"No, what's wrong, I need to go back to my Celestial Army, to my Combat Order...The knowledge passed down will answer for me..."

Raband murmured, but he saw a trace of doubt and thought on Azrael's face, as if he was thinking about what the "Sky Army" and "Battle Order" he said in his words... And after being silent for a few seconds, Azrael recalled the secret knowledge he had seen in the study as the supreme teacher, and he became more clear in his heart.

The so-called "Heavenly Army" and "Battle Order" are the secret organizations of the Dark Angels during the Legion period, and they exist under the battle groups, companies, and squads on the surface.

The Celestial Army is the larger organization of the two. In the earliest days, there were dozens of Celestial Army units in the Legion, and each army had hundreds of warriors loyal to it.Each Celestial Army is dedicated to perfecting a certain art of warfare, some specializing in siege warfare, others in skirmishes, and so on.Each Space Force follows the same organizational structure, with their own Mentors, Marshals and Novices, forming their own secret society separate from the Chapter.These secret societies are embedded in every core of the Legion's inner core, operating in conjunction with the Legion's publicly known companies and squads.

The Combat Order is more numerous, but its members are far fewer than the Celestial Army.There are hundreds of monks in the legion, and most of the members are just a dozen monks. Compared with the huge heavenly army and the battle groups in the legion, their number is only a small part.These Warrior Brotherhoods cannot spread knowledge throughout the Legion in the same way as the Celestial Army, and their hidden skills are not well suited for such use.

Each order maintains a strict hierarchy, although no two are alike, and each is organized in a way that best serves its goals and traditions.Unlike the Celestial Army, which recruits openly and shares most of its knowledge when called to battle, the Order is more secretive.Only those monks who have been incorporated into the order understand the true status and essence of the ranks within the order.Each order uses a unique system of codes and mystical symbols, which are used to mark members of the order.

The order has its own secret room in the battleship and various fortresses, and there will be knowledge and skills passed down in the secret room, and those more powerful orders can even have their own space station as a base.

This secret organizational structure existed before the arrival of the Lion, and the latter even transformed and developed it, and derived a set of terrorist structures that were impenetrable even to the Alpha Legion. Compared with the Legion period, the current The so-called inner and outer rings of the Dark Angels are simply nesting dolls. (Column at station B, cv10475245, after reading it, you will find that the inner and outer circles of Azimiao period are really simple and pure.)

"Please let me repeat once again, the Legion is a thing of the past, Elder," Azrael said flatly, "We will check your biography..."

The Supreme Master of the Dark Angels Chapter looked at the others and continued:

"I think if there are no problems, we can absorb this elder into the inner circle. His memory and knowledge will help us hunt down...them."

"them?"

Raband's mind was filled with more doubts, but he said nothing, but remained silent, allowing the Deathwing fighters to take his weapon away and install restraints on his body.

Chapter 711 Chapter 520 One: Forever Loyal ([-])

The warm water entangled Laband, although he was wrapped in darkness, the elder did not feel any fear or irritability.

Memories of the past came flooding back to Labande. To him, he just closed his eyes and took a nap. When he opened his eyes, he was already facing a strange era... Those mechanical priests didn't say much Regarding the current status of the empire, there is no doubt that "now" is far inferior to "past".

"..."

[Since you have seen the possibility of change, then do what you think is right, Raband]

"My primarch..."

【Welcome, ancient warrior Raband, Glory Knights need veterans like you】

"Angel with one wing..."

【Labender, those damned traitors are pouring into the gap!Take the civilians away! 】

"brother……"

【It's time to wake up, Elder Raband】

Raband opened his eyes, and the sound of the surrounding sensors being activated reached his ears. The next second, he saw the person in front of him:

Azrael, Grand Master of the Dark Angels Chapter.

Seeing that Raband had awakened, Azrael took a step back and disappeared into the darkness.It wasn't until this time that Laband realized that there was only a ray of light on his own position, and there was darkness around him. Even the sensors on the dreadnought could not fully capture the surrounding information, and could only vaguely detect ten A few shadowy figures.

"We've looked at your past records, and luckily time hasn't drowned your exploits in a sea of ​​decaying books," said a hoarse voice that sounded like cloth torn by a chainsaw, but more like It is the weary voice of the broken vocal cords after roaring on countless battlefields, "Please forgive our rudeness, we must determine your identity."

"...Speak, I'm listening."

Raband said lightly that he felt a little sad and angry, not because he was treated rudely, but because after ten thousand years, the Dark Angel Legion is still wrapped in a secret, and the way to wrap this secret has become so... ... child's play.

"The next thing we want to tell you is why there is only this fragment left in Caliban, and what the Fallen Angel is..."

"..."

"..."

About two hours later, the voice in the darkness finally stopped talking, but for Raband, this period of time seemed as long as a century, and an indescribable feeling filled his chest, making him The chest of the crippled body heaved and fell in the survival cabin of the Dreadnought.

After a moment of silence, Raband's voice came from the Dreadnought:

"In the same team as me, the honor knight brothers from the White Scars Legion told me that there were many people who wanted to follow in the footsteps of Horus, and launched a rebellion against Jaghatai Khan... There is also a son of the emperor A battle-brother of the Legion told me he watched his Primarch beheaded..."

"Have they lost their glory? Have they been spurned? Look at the warriors who were once angry, look at the warriors who carried the burden, look at those who were weak but strong in the time of the great rebellion. Loyalists living in the shadows!"

"And now, you tell me that for some so-called traitors, you turned the legion into what it is now...how dare you?!"

The Dreadnought roared angrily:

"The glory of the First Legion will never be tarnished by a few traitors! The glory of the lion shines like the star that shines on Caliban! But what you are doing now is blasphemy—blaspheme the glory of the Legion, blaspheme the Legion history! We are the knights who protect the empire and mankind, and our secret operations are to protect the knowledge of battle, and it is the last line of defense for the empire!"

"That's not just a few traitors! Moreover, it is precisely to maintain the glory of the Dark Angels that we will conceal the existence of the Fallen Angels!" A voice retorted, "The crown of the First Legion cannot tolerate a speck of dust, and we carefully maintain it. this--"

"Little secret?"

Laband sighed, feeling tired for the first time.There was another not-so-long silence, even the figures in the darkness were silent, but Raband finally asked:

"What do you want to do with me? Kill me to keep your little secret?"

"We will not kill a loyal Legion elder."

"...lock me into a stasis position?"

"That's a waste of resources."

"Stop pretending to be deep, if you still regard me as a member of the legion, if you regard me as your brother, just say so," Labande said, suppressing his anger.Even when he entered Fearless, he was as outspoken as before, and this character often had quarrels with other people during the Legion, especially in the extremely complicated organizational environment at that time, "I'm just a veteran who woke up unexpectedly, I It can't reverse the atmosphere of the entire legion... the battle group."

"You underestimate yourself too much," Azrael's voice sounded, and Raband found that this was the only voice he had left an impression on, and this voice contained strength, determination and enthusiasm.Then, the Supreme Master of the Dark Angels Chapter continued:

"I hope you can pass on the skills of the Legion period, and tell the stories of the Legion period to every soldier, whether it is the past of fighting in the Dark Angel Legion, or what happened with other Legion soldiers when you were under the command of the Piece Wing Angel. The story...I think the warriors would welcome a Legion elder even though he's disappointed with us now."

Is this a complaint and a sarcasm?Raband was too lazy to think about the deeper meaning of Azrael's words, he paused, and even the steel body with the dreadnought mech moved slightly:

"Then, I will pass on the swordsmanship of the Battle Order I once served, and I hope you can select enough good fighters."

"We will. Ezekiel, the wargroup's think tank mentor, will be by your side in the next period of time to help you adapt to the current wargroup and the current empire faster."

Laband looked into the darkness in front of him, he could only vaguely feel a figure bowing slightly, and then Azrael's voice continued:

"I know you are disappointed now, but the blood of the First Legion still continues on us, and the warriors of the Dark Angel will prove in battle...Dark Angel, always loyal."

loyalty……

Raband was silent.

Is the Dark Angels only loyal now?Isn't loyalty itself a reward?

But the Chapter's Grand Master is right in saying that he should indeed be in battle to see the current changes of the Chapter, for better or worse.

Chapter 712 Chapter 520 Chapter [-] Forever Loyal ([-])

"Waaaaaaaaaagh!"

The vast number of orcs formed layers after layers of green waves. They roared loudly and waved weapons that might or might not be able to shoot in their hands, charging at the defense line of the Star Militarum.Shaking killing cans and black-smoking armored carts were mixed in the queue of the orc army, ignoring the grits with machetes in front of them, and directly crushing these cunning and timid little things into meat paste.

This is the eighth year that Nathan World has defended against the attack of the Orcs, but the reinforcements are delayed. Now almost the entire planet has fallen, and only a few giant nests are still struggling to support them, but after losing the vast plain After the minerals and food provided by the mountains, it is only a matter of time before the fall.

Hive Capital No. 823, the [-]rd regiment of the Astral Army has been fighting here for five years, but the fierce battle has changed all the officers and soldiers of the middle and lower ranks. Even the political commissar of the infantry regiment was shot by orcs during a frontline inspection. Covered, no bones left, and the entire defense line was turned into dust.

Now, the battle is still going on, until all the humans on this planet are turned into the food and playthings of the orcs.

"..."

Major Terry Gerrard pressed his back against the cold wall, feeling the warmth of his wife in his arms, but the cold carapace and clothing dispelled the hard-won warmth... His wife, A Gensha is pregnant and about to give birth.

"It's time for you to fight, Terry."

"...Go and stay in the back, Agensa," the major gently stroked his wife's rough hair. Malnutrition and the fetus in her womb were gradually taking away the beauty of this woman. The two met two years ago. When they met in the trenches, the major was still a second lieutenant, and Argenta was no more than a conscript.

After the major finished speaking, he felt a bit of pain. He clearly knew that there was no rear, and the entire Hive City was under siege in all directions. Four months ago, the defenders lost the last piece of the outer city, and now, the inner city Most of it was lost, not to mention the factories that produced ammunition and compressed biscuits had already fallen. The only things that kept the residents alive were the inner city granaries and water purification devices, but these necessities were also gradually collapsing and disappearing. .

"I will take care of myself," Agatha shook her head, but then she laughed, "Don't forget that your wife is a strong woman who killed two orcs with a bayonet! Go ahead and leave me alone, if If I gave birth, I'd bite into a stick or a rifle handguard and not make a sound."

"..." Major Terry forced a smile, "If you cut the umbilical cord, remember to sterilize the bayonet."

"it is good."

Without stopping any longer, Major Terry got up and walked towards the front with his waist bent. Behind him were his wife and more civilians from the empire. This is a refugee camp centered on a field ambulance station. It's full of old people too old to fight or kids too young to hold a las rifle.

Walking through the traffic trench, Terry came to where he should be. According to experience and past combat records, those green skins would have to wait two to three minutes before launching an attack.

"Major."

A soldier with a dirty bandage on his head nodded to Terry. He patted the laser rifle in his hand and said wearily:

"We don't have many energy batteries left... we really have to use fire to charge them next."

"Then I have some bad news for you," Terry recalled the statistical report he saw yesterday, "we will soon be unable to even light a fire."

"Okay," the soldier shook his head, no more complaints and distress appeared on his face, as if he had already been mentally prepared for the current situation, "may the emperor bless us."

"May the Emperor bless us."

Terry responded, but he felt a burst of despair... The reinforcements were blocked from the galaxy and were fighting with the orc fleet, but the planet was about to fall. What would happen after the fall?Will the Empire come to reclaim the planet?

In other words, will someone collect the corpses of these former resisters?

"Emperor..."

Just as Major Terry picked up his rifle to check whether there was any damage or poor maintenance of various parts, a hurried whistle sounded, but the sound was quickly overshadowed by the deafening gunfire. The Ork orc troops launched an attack, and the artillery of the empire had been completely killed and wounded a few months ago, and now the defenders can only rely on the complex and strong buildings of the Hive Capital to cover themselves, so as not to Devastated by artillery fire.

The orcs' artillery fire was more violent than expected, but what was more terrifying than the artillery fire was the orc orcs pouring out from every corner and ruins. They held guns made of spliced ​​iron pieces in their hands. Although they looked weird, they were powerful. There is no need for the laser rifles in the hands of the Star Guards.

The crimson laser beams came and went, illuminating the dim battlefield. Major Terry was in charge of this line of defense. There were more than 1000 people under his command, but only dozens of them had short-term combat training. , among these people, only a dozen or so are real Star Militia soldiers, other than that, they are all civilians and low-level workers conscripted from the hive capital, but there are not even many young people—young people He has died in the flames of war that have lasted for several years.

"Hold the line and keep firing!" Major Terry yelled loudly. "We're going to..."

The major's words were interrupted by short shots, and several orcs with long-range guns saw the waving arm of the Star Militia officer, who had caused a lot of trouble to the offensive these days , So, driven by their boss, the orc boys took some time to find the leader of these shrimps, and decided to teach him a lesson with a big bang!

The sound of bunkers and rocks being crushed has not yet disappeared in Major Terry's ears, and the shattered rocks hit Terry's body, some even penetrated the carapace, deeply Embedded in that emaciated body, let the warm blood flow out from the wound.

"Leave me alone! Push back!"

Major Terry pushed away a conscript, raised his gun, and fired several shots at the orc boy who had rushed into the line of defense, causing the latter to be covered in green and foul-smelling blood, his little cloudy yellow eyes filled with astonishment and pain.

Despite the best efforts of the warriors, they were still unable to reverse the collapse of the defense line. In fact, the entire nest was like this. Those orcs destroyed the already crumbling defense line with just a wave of ordinary boys. The hideous and terrifying war machines were used in other hive capitals.

The flimsy and thin line of defense continued to retreat, all the way to the periphery of the refugee camp. Now, everyone in the refugee camp has taken up arms.

Knives, broken bayonets, even kitchen utensils, wreckage of buildings... Everyone knows that when the orcs rush in, it is the moment of death. Those hateful beasts will never and never let humans go, just like this Like a cold and dark galaxy!

"...Looks like today is the end."

Major Terry stood in front of his wife with a wry smile, and the latter responded with a tender embrace, but the color was rapidly losing color on his pale face.Agatha's body curled up, and the pain caused by the contractions was disintegrating the last bit of strength and life in this woman:

"It's really not the time... the child... wants to..."

The green tide was like a tsunami, and the howling of beasts rose to the sky, but above that sky—

Angels are coming!

Chapter 713 Chapter 520 Chapter [-] Forever Loyal ([-])

We are the sky of a thousand worlds, the storm and the tsunami.

We are the emperor's judge, the shining sun and bright moon.

I am waiting-

Raband closed his eyes in the life-support device, and memories of the past flashed across his mind, but when he opened his eyes, he didn't see the neatly lined up Dark Angel Legion, let alone the obsidian-colored armor holding a It is not the lion of the lion sword, but a dark Thunderhawk fighter cabin with red warning lights flashing.

In addition to the ancient warrior Raband, there is Ezekiel, the think tank leader of the Dark Angels, and five other Dark Angels.These warriors are carefully selected new fighters, full of enthusiasm, curiosity and respect for the fearless elders of the Legion, and they are all good swordsmen.

"Elder Raband?"

"……What's up?"

Raband turned his head slightly, and he saw the speaking Dark Angel warrior, who was wearing a Mark VII Aquila power armor, the most common power armor in the Imperial Astartes Chapter to some extent It has also become a symbol of Astartes, especially the slightly hideous breathing grill.

"Elder, we are almost there."

"Okay," Raband responded aloud, but after he finished speaking, he felt something was wrong, so he added:

"You don't have to be so restrained, I'm not some old man who doesn't understand the past."

"...Yes, elder."