"Sacrifice! Our end! Salvation! Our mission! Punish for the Emperor! Advance for the Emperor! Sacrifice for the Emperor! Loyalty!"
Knox and his Battle Brothers devoutly recited their daily vows to the Emperor's portrait in the battleship cathedral.
The temptation of Chaos invades everywhere; only by daily reciting vows to the Emperor can one resist this chaos corruption.
As the final vows were recited, Knox and his Battle Brothers prepared for battle.
As a newly promoted Primaris Space Marine, even if the Chapter was poor, the Regent would still replenish these Astartes' Power Armor.
For instance, knox was currently wearing a Mark X Power Armor.
As the first Primaris Space Marine of the Blood Angels Chapter, his birth undoubtedly boosted the morale of the entire Chapter.
As a fleet-based Chapter that frequently patrolled the outer fringes of the Imperium, not only were their supplies difficult to obtain, but even the daily maintenance of their weapons and armor was quite challenging.
Not to mention the replenishment of their personnel. With only one strike cruiser, The Blood Angels, the entire Chapter had no more than 300 Astartes.
Moreover, as time went on, in a battle with Chaos, they even lost important historical data. Even after the Chapter recovered, they forgot who their original parent Chapter was.
As a result, it was highly possible that the entire Chapter now contained a mixture of various gene-seeds.
Knox sat quietly in the boarding torpedo, his body covered in weapons and ammunition! Even two melta bombs were strapped to either side of his waist.
His squad leader personally strapped them on him; after all, it was a rare opportunity for a major resupply. It would be a shame not to make good use of it.
He looked at the Battle Brothers around him who were already prepared. For a moment, he fell into reminiscence. As an ordinary person who had transmigrated, his original predecessor was supposed to inherit his father's Rogue Trader family.
But upon learning that he had transmigrated to warhammer 40k, even he, a casual player who didn't know much about it, immediately pulled out a gun and prepared to shoot himself in the head, while also praying to the Emperor.
However, he was discovered and controlled by the family's servants first. Then, due to the machinations of ambitious individuals within the family, he lost his inheritance and eventually became a new recruit of the Blood Angels Chapter.
But fortunately, the moment he became an Astartes,
a system-like entity, similar to those in novels from his previous life, suddenly appeared in his mind.
There were no prompts; he just found a progress bar-like entity on a transparent panel when he woke up.
No matter how he tried to study it later, there was no progress, which even made him suspect it was the work of that little blue bird.
And as time passed, coupled with his deliberate efforts to intensify his training, this matter gradually faded from his life.
But from time to time, during his leisure moments, he could always immediately spot that transparent progress bar panel.
The heavy feeling had not dissipated since he became an Astartes.
With his diligent and rigorous training, in just five short years, he had already completed the training volume and standards that typically took ten years.
And in less than a year, their Chapter received a combat mission.
That was to eliminate a Rogue Trader family that had colluded with Chaos.
And as a new recruit, receiving a mission to participate in the eradication of Chaos for his first assignment was an unparalleled glory.
"I will not monopolize this glory!"
"What?"
Leonster, the squad leader in charge of this assault boarding mission, was sitting nearby, tidying the chain of bolter shells piled on his waist like dreadlocks. Hearing the strange words, he couldn't help but ask.
Knox shook his head, indicating it was nothing! He only explained that it was an Ancient Terra language, meaning to settle down and focus.
Perhaps feeling his explanation was unsatisfactory, he finally added solemnly, "Loyalty!"
Leonster was somewhat at a loss for words, merely nodding and paying no further attention. In his opinion, this Primaris Space Marine next to him had always been a bit slow-witted since joining the Chapter.
This made him wonder if he had suffered brain damage during the surgery? He even often worried about what to do on the battlefield.
Therefore, he felt that this was no ordinary new recruit, and he must have the opportunity to experience the "sixty" strikes per second combat technique.
After the auxiliary forces outside the vessel finished organizing the last of the machinery, at a command from the broadcast,
the entire compartment vibrated, and then everyone stopped their actions, falling into endless silence.
Only the scent of incense smoke lingered.
Outside the crimson planet, on the edge of the asteroid belt densely packed with rapidly flying meteorites, the Blood Angels Chapter's strike cruiser was quietly gliding out from among the dense asteroids.
The macro cannons and lance systems on the side of the warship were all aimed at the distant Imperial Rogue Trader fleet.
And at this moment, the airlock on The Blood Angels cruiser slowly opened.
The densely floating asteroids and the distant glowing crimson planet illuminated the dark ship's hold.
At the same time, they also obscured the view between the two vessels.
And inside the compartment, as the locking valves dropped, securing everyone, the next second, a tremor was felt.
The massive assault boat slid directly off its rail, rushing towards the Rogue Trader's vessel that had already been targeted.
At the same time, two brand new Thunderhawk gunships also began to fly in from different angles, escorting on both sides in front.
And as the target distance closed, the surrounding asteroids gradually changed from dense to sparse, and the field of vision became wider and wider.
The enemy had obviously discovered the incoming attackers.
Intercepting fire began to pour down in waves, and the two Thunderhawk gunships also left the assault boat, accelerating towards the target vessel to provide interference and cover.
At the same time, the fixed weapons on the assault boat also began to clear some of the incoming attacks.
Wave after wave of tremors made all the Astartes inside the assault boat hold their breath, making their final preparations.
They all knew this meant they were about to board the enemy's vessel.
Indeed, in the next second, a violent tremor spread through all their bodies.
At this moment, the assault boat had completed its deceleration, and the melta charge at the very front melted through the target vessel's entire wall, bringing them inside the vessel.
The immense heat and the burning of some chemical substances directly emitted a huge amount of thick smoke, completely enveloping the area, making it impossible to fully detect the situation inside the smoke even with various bird-detection instruments and thermal imagers.
But in the next moment, a large amount of kinetic weapon ammunition directly penetrated the smoke.
Even laser weapons joined the array! But the smoke produced by the burning chemical substances made it difficult for laser attacks to persist once they entered.
It turned out that at this moment, the interior of the warship had already been set up with various traps and ambush positions by the enemy.
And the enemy, following the fixed trajectory of the assault boat's final acceleration, had determined its ultimate landing position.
Therefore, a large number of enemies launched a storm-like attack the moment the smoke and loud noise erupted.
Meanwhile, at this time, inside the bridge of this Rogue Trader's vessel.
The walls and floor, covered everywhere in gold, shimmered brightly under the lights! On a tall Golden Throne, a man with a handsome face, dressed in expensive silk, sat elegantly, looking at the neatly arranged phalanx of people in the empty space below, dressed in equally elegant attire.
"Our enemies have arrived!"
And at the same time, within the Warp.
In a palace surrounded by alluring pink mist, a noble, elegant, yet at times terrifying and abominable tall purple figure extended a long tongue, "I finally found you, that intoxicating soul!"