Warhammer 40K in a box

Chapter 85 The Earth Dances
While Chen Xi and Guterres were discussing how to balance the forces on the planet, the First Regiment of the Defense Force had already arrived at the designated location.

Dmitri and his teammates have jumped off the Chimera troop carrier. Although this thing is a transport vehicle, they need to get off now to prepare, rest, eat and recover their strength before launching a charge against the aliens.

However, although it was to let them rest, the main purpose was to allow the Chimera armored personnel carriers and Leman Russ tanks that had been running all the way to rest and be repaired.

Or to put it in the oil man's way, a ritual is needed to soothe the exhausted machine soul that has been running all the way.

After all, people can sit in the car without much loss, but the various vehicles assigned to the First Regiment cannot.

Not to mention the fuel consumption along the way, the wear and tear of parts and tracks alone was enough to make the military priests of the First Regiment kowtow to these vehicles while inspecting them.

Even the seven knights and thirty knight attendants of the Linguang family who had gathered at this time also needed to be inspected and their restless machine spirits appeased to ensure that they were in good condition for the next charge.

Of course, the main reason they had time to repair the vehicles and appease the machine spirits was that the space naval battle in orbit had basically been decided.

With the participation of the Inquisition's black ships, one cruiser and two light cruisers faced one light cruiser and two frigates. Even though the armed merchant ship of the State Religion had been hit, it was still a battle with no suspense.

Two Elegy-class ships were sunk, and the Scythe-class managed to escape by jump after being severely damaged.

Human technology in this area is still inferior to that of the Necrons, and the three warships in orbit failed to catch up with the enemy.

But even so, there is almost no suspense in this war.

Unless the Necrons can come up with more troops and warships, the existing military strength of mankind is enough to crush these aliens.
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Dmitri was biting a stick of corpse starch. Although the taste of this thing was indescribably bad, it was the most easily obtained food to fill the stomachs of the people of the empire.

Moreover, both the Defense Force and the Astra Militarum usually use this thing as military rations.

Dmitri had once heard from the old instructor in the recruit camp who had undergone two life-extending operations that when he was a member of the Astra Militarum, he always carried two sticks of corpse starch with him wherever he went.

Because this thing can really fill your stomach and save your life at a critical moment.

Although the Ministry of Military Affairs advertises in its manuals that it will provide delicious, nutritious and tasty food, in reality it all depends on how far the Defense Force or Astra Militarum base is from the nearest agricultural world.

If you are lucky, you can eat natural grains and even rare meat.

(A set of standard combat rations. The can is not a drink, but nutritious porridge. The shelf life of this thing is 160 standard Terra years)
But if you're unlucky, then pray to the God-Emperor for at least enough corpse starch! Otherwise, if the Military Affairs Department sends you the legendary No. 4 rations, which are harder than ceramic steel...

Although Dmitri didn't believe the old man's story about how he killed an orc fart with a piece of No. 4 rations, he also didn't want to try the legendary rations that could be stacked up to serve as a shelter.

The corpse starch sticks were already tough on his teeth; he didn't want to have to break them up with a sapper before eating. After painstakingly chewing the sticks, which resembled a odorless powder, compacted by the tracks of a Leman Russ and then soaked in promethium, Dmitri gathered the remaining soldiers of his squad.

They had a team of ten people, but now only four people were able to show up.

Dmitri felt his heart skip a beat again. Before setting off, they had gathered together to drink. Although it was only a bottle of Second Best, the excitement and happiness of the brothers getting together was enough to make people miss the taste of that bottle of wine.

But now, the unfinished bottle of Second Best can only be used to commemorate the deceased comrades.

However, Dmitri was not sad. He and his teammates just listened to the Ebon Grail Order's Grand Sister's pre-war mobilization: "Those abominable aliens killed our brothers and sisters, and now they have attacked our city, trying to destroy our home! We must avenge those who died!

The God-Emperor is watching us! He has given us His blessing! All we have to do is charge bravely behind the chariot and kill every xenos we see! Crush their heads! Just like we did before! As always! For the God-Emperor!

"For Rostov!" All the soldiers of the First Regiment and the Sisters of Battle roared together, and even the Imperial Knights blew their war horns.

Originally, this kind of pre-war mobilization work was to be done by the political commissar, but the political commissar of the First Regiment was only appointed by the former planetary governor himself, and was not an official imperial political commissar.

Therefore, in such a critical situation, he consciously gave this honor to the Grand Sister of the Ebony Grail Order, who was more suitable for this task.

The nun did not recite any state religious scriptures to the soldiers. She simply aroused the soldiers' morale of sharing a common hatred of the enemy and successfully motivated them.

Then the elder sister looked at the leader of the first regiment and signaled him to set off.

The regimental commander nodded, then jumped into his command vehicle, picked up the loudspeaker and shouted, "1st Rostov Defense Regiment! Bayonets on, bad boys! Crush those metal heads!"

"For the God-Emperor, for Rostov!" The commander responded with a deafening roar. The engines of the Imperial Steel Behemoths roared loudly. Leman Russ and Chimera together formed a steel torrent and charged towards the butt of the Undead army that was attacking the city.

In low-Earth orbit, the three warships that had ended the space naval battle pointed their weapon arrays towards the ground.

Even though there was still a fire on the deck of the Ecclesiarchy's ship and a piece of the huge adamantine statue of the Emperor was missing, for the Ecclesiarchy's believers, the aliens had invaded the Empire's territory and were slaughtering the Emperor's people, so they would bite off a piece of the aliens' flesh even if they had to use their teeth!
So after the crew controlled the fire on the deck and restored the ship to a state where it could fire, this armed merchant ship of the state religion was the first to open fire at the ground.

Huge macrocannon shells, comparable to a Leman Russ tank, were loaded into the barrel by humans and then fired amid the blessings of the Ecclesiarchy priests and the binary hymns of the Mechanicus priests, smashing the Emperor's wrath onto the alien army on the ground.

Thus, Dmitri and his comrades saw for the first time what it meant for the earth to dance.

(End of this chapter)