Warhammer: The Worst Start There Is (40k)

Chapter 411: Archived Golden Age Technology (Subscription Request)

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Who is the enemy!

Who is the trustworthy hero

A shameful traitor

A noble defender

Fate is full of drama and irony.

The hovercraft hit the steps directly, making a loud explosion.

The huge impact force blew away the first few rebels.

The flying debris directly pierced the rebels' chests and limbs.

Bright red blood splattered along their broken bodies as they flew out.

The fallen and accidentally injured people lay on the ground wailing and screaming.

The originally lively and laughter-filled celebration turned into hell.

Screaming people were running in all directions.

Some of those who fell were trampled, had broken bones and muscles, or even lost their lives.

The children who were originally brought here by their parents to have fun were crying and looking for their parents in the crowd.

The terrified crowd had lost their minds.

Everyone tried to escape towards a place away from the crossfire.

If there were some kind-hearted people, the children would be picked up and taken to the houses.

Some were knocked down by the crowd and trampled to death amid their miserable cries for protection from their parents.

The lower-class people reacted and chose to stand on Wesker's side.

No matter how great the cause is, it must be implemented on every individual.

For the future of the family, for your own family and friends.

No matter what kind of viciousness is behind the sweet promises of the Empire, at least now, the conditions offered by the Empire are better than those of the Wotan Alliance.

The grassroots people gathered together and united spontaneously.

Join forces to fight against the rebels who seek to subvert the celebration and rebel against the Empire.

The residents of the planet Velo are allowed to possess small energy weapons in order to deal with possible interstellar pirates and aliens.

They shot at the rebels with their weapons.

The students and opposition, who were shouting that they were fighting for the Wotan Alliance and for their homes, watched in amazement as the lower-class people shot at them.

What an irony this is!

They are defending the planet Welo, defending their home!

How dare these guys do this!

"Stop them." someone shouted.

More people joined in shooting the students and protesters.

They are also defending their homes from being pushed into the abyss by those with ill intentions.

The lower classes chose the empire.

They cannot shout out those lofty slogans, but they will make choices through their actions.

The business owners and councillors of the Wotan Alliance have ignored them for too long.

Those bigwigs thought that they could suppress the angry people forever with some empty slogans and righteousness.

They unscrupulously amended the alliance laws to give all their actions a cloak of rationality and legality.

Divide your own small circle and set various thresholds artificially.

Easily trample on and deny the efforts of those at the bottom.

They thought they could maintain their rule by such means.

No one is stupid.

Resentment towards privilege, resentment towards injustice, and resentment towards being treated as an ant will slowly accumulate.

It's like a volcano that slowly gathers strength.

When the right opportunity comes, the volcano will erupt with the power to destroy everything, igniting a large area and burning to ashes those bigwigs who once claimed to be noble and regarded the lower classes as ants.

The Wotan League has existed for ten thousand years.

It is undeniable that it has contributed most to the survival of mankind in Andromeda.

But now it has deteriorated.

Terrible resentment accumulated.

The arrival of the empire was like a spark, igniting the resentment and causing the volcano to erupt.

It is not unreasonable for the lower classes to not identify with the rebels and even regard them as enemies.

The bigwigs of the Wotan Alliance had long since left the grassroots and forgotten the original intention of their ancestors to escape the Milky Way and colonize Andromeda.

They have been separated from their own people and have become two completely opposing groups.

“Why do you do this!

We are defending the planet Velo, our home."

One student shouted angrily at those who tried to stop them.

His tone was filled with hatred for the lack of resistance.

How can these guys be so ignorant and so callous

Is being a spectator no longer enough for them

And become an accomplice of that damn empire!

"Get out, no one wants you to defend our home." A man shot in that direction, and the laser fired continuously at the bunker where the opponent was hiding, shooting out sparks and scorch marks.

"A bunch of blood-sucking beasts, are you worthy of representing us?"

"You killed so many people, and you still think you're doing the right thing?"

"Have you ever thought your brain was cut off?"

When those people heard the student's shout, they all retorted.

What was originally a happy celebration has been ruined by a bunch of lunatics like you!

Look at those people being trampled to death. If you are so brave, just go to the battlefield.

Hiding behind the scenes and doing these scary little tricks!

Now I feel I did the right thing!

The sounds of quarreling and scolding mixed together.

The sound of the laser echoed in the air.

The soldiers, having been given a chance to catch their breath, quickly recovered from the chaos.

They gathered together and demonstrated professional military qualities.

Launch attacks on the rebels in a planned manner and compress their area of activity.

The rebels are just a group of rabble who have never been to the battlefield.

It was only because we caught them off guard at the beginning that we were able to seize the initiative so easily.

Now they were attacked from both sides by soldiers and spontaneously organized people, and soon lost their composure.

After some casualties, they fled in a panic into a building decorated with celebratory ribbons.

It was a main building that looked like a big drum.

There are balconies between each floor and decorative tiled eaves.

They used the balcony for defense to prevent the soldiers from approaching.

However, this is just a desperate choice.

They had no experience in war and were just a bunch of crappy, amateurish rebels.

The soldiers threw out a large number of smoke bombs.

The building was soon enveloped in white smoke.

Smoke will distract the laser's focus and weaken the laser gun's power.

At the same time provide cover for the action.

The soldiers wore professional military equipment.

Helmet-mounted visual devices are not affected by smoke.

The walls of the building posed no obstacle to their helmets.

As their eyes scan the building, the thermal images of the rebels will be marked.

The rebels hiding behind the wall can be clearly seen.

The rebels moved around in panic, trying to disperse the smoke and regain their sight.

After preparing, the soldiers launched the attack decisively and entered the building under the cover of smoke.

There were shouts from within the building.

Rebels and soldiers exchanged fire in the building.

The beam shot out by the laser gun streaked through the air, making a sharp, piercing sound.

Screams and shouts mixed together.

The rebels failed to organize a coordinated defense.

It was easily broken through by the soldiers.

Half an hour later, more than half of the rebels, killed or wounded, chose to lay down their weapons and surrender.

Most of them are immature students and loyalists belonging to their families.

Soldiers brought them out with laser guns to the back of their heads.

The fierce battle made these people's faces flushed.

The defeat made them extremely depressed.

The young man in the lead was the student who had accused Wesker and others at the airport before.

He looked extremely embarrassed.

The neat clothes were wrinkled and there were stains on the face.

When he came out, he roared with a ferocious face at the crowd standing by and watching.

"You are all a bunch of shameful traitors. You betrayed your hometown, betrayed your world, and helped the tyrant. Every man has his share of responsibility for the fate of his country. You damned maggots, please be worthy of your ancestors and forefathers!

They actually handed over such a beautiful country to a dictatorial and brutal empire!

No one could have imagined that such a vigorous and long-planned resistance movement would end like this.

Their failure was not because the enemy was too strong in the past.

Instead, those they thought would be their allies turned against them.

They even took up arms to kill those rebels who dared to say no to the brutal empire.

However, no one paid any attention to them.

But no one was at all moved by his words, and some even wanted to slap him in the face.

A wonderful celebration turned into a mess.

The families of the innocent people who were trampled to death wailed.

The whole family went out happily, but this was the result.

It is so sad to think that one has lived an honest and upright life but ended up like this.

The captured rebels were filled with righteous indignation and wanted to eat alive those who prevented them from killing several officers of the Imperial vassal army.

These people are really crazy, how can they help those imperial minions.

Instead of helping their own people, they help the foreign enemies!

How can there be such insensitive and stupid people in this world!

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Wesker groaned, and when he woke up, it was already the next day.

Lying in the white ward filled with the smell of medicine.

At one point he thought he was dead.

When the bullet hit his shoulder, he seemed to see his grandmother who had passed away many years ago.

His nose was filled with the smell of his grandmother grilling meat for him.

His shoulder was shattered and one of his hands was disabled.

It can only be replaced with a metal prosthesis.

Wesker's awakening was reported by the soldiers who had been watching over him.

After a while, several officers came in.

"Thank God you survived, otherwise things would be terrible." An officer who worked with Wesker said: "The death of an officer on the planet Velo will definitely attract the attention of the Empire."

"What's the situation?" Wesker sat up carefully with the help of the person next to him and leaned against the hospital bed.

The rejection reaction of the mechanical prosthesis caused him to feel slight pain.

It takes a long time to adapt to this part that does not belong to the human body.

"They've all been arrested. Most of the masterminds are students, and some of them are only in their teens." A dwarf officer handed Wesker a data tablet with all the information of the captured rebels.

The controllers of the Wotan Alliance are business owners and companies. Both dwarves and humans basically work for those chambers of commerce and companies with debts.

The dwarves are even bleaker.

Although they have clans, most dwarves are bred using biological machines.

Mostly used as labor consumables.

The Wotan Alliance was also a heavy burden for them.

"Execute them all?"

Someone asked Wesker.

Wesker was silent for a moment before speaking.

"Let's hold a public trial. These people are basically people with vested interests behind them. We must seize this opportunity to completely destroy the legal basis of the Wotan Alliance on the planet Welo. Let all the people of Welo know one thing: those guys keep saying they are defending their country, but it's just for their own interests."

"These guys are no longer on the same page with us. Those high-sounding slogans are just their pathetic fig leaves. Let them realize that we who have joined the Empire are not traitors to our homeland or unforgivable criminals. We are just here for a better life."

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Torge System, an important channel system of the Wotan Alliance.

It is an important mineral planet and trading world, belonging to the war-loving Kronos military group.

The Kronos Military Group is one of the Wotan Alliance forces advocating war against the Empire.

There is a small amount of evidence that the Kronos Military Group was involved in planning the assassination of Sage Kron.

The Torge galaxy is an important node in the superluminal route and has more than one colony.

The outermost colony, built on a celestial satellite orbiting Planet 6 of the Torge System, is prosperous.

A large number of trade ships follow the waterway, stopping here for a short time before heading to other parts of the alliance.

It is located on a major transportation route and therefore has a lot of wealth.

Various magnificent buildings are being constructed.

The weapons and equipment possessed by the army are also the most advanced.

In order to defend this important road, the Wotan Alliance mobilized a large number of troops.

More than ten thousand warships gathered in the Torge galaxy, and a large number of fortresses and artillery were deployed on the surface of each planet in an effort to keep the Human Empire out of the core area of the Wotan Alliance.

The Torge system is the last line of defense to the Wotan Alliance's capital, Sorian.

Once this line of defense is broken, the Empire will march straight into Sorian, which will undoubtedly be a disaster for the Wotan Alliance.

However, from the moment the war was declared, the failure of the Wotan Alliance was doomed.

The war broke out when Imperial warships appeared at the outermost part of the Torge system.

One after another, Imperial warships jumped out of the warp.

Countless beams of light and torpedoes filled the void.

The light of the explosion continued to emerge.

The bright flames illuminated the boundless vast void.

The silent explosion tore apart the giant space stations, weapon platforms and missile silos deployed by the Wotan Alliance on the outskirts of the Torge galaxy.

The creation made of steel and rock staggered in the explosion, and flames engulfed the warriors within.

In a very short time, the Empire tore through the defenses of the Torge system.

The light of battle gradually spread, and the light of countless explosions burst out with strong brilliance like dying stars.

The vast void with a diameter of hundreds of thousands of kilometers was filled with ripples of fire that symbolized death and destruction.

After engaging the enemy, the Wotan Alliance's fleets quickly felt the despair of the armies that had been destroyed by the Empire.

Those warships engraved with the imperial double-headed eagle emblem are like immortal ghosts.

Destroyed again and again.

But the other party reappears again and again.

Despair quickly led to their collapse.

However, the resistance of the Kronos military group was extremely tenacious.

This is their strategic location.

Once lost, even if the Wotan Alliance can survive the Empire's offensive, they will lose most of their voice.

As the Empire tears apart its outer defenses, the colony on the Celestial Moon of Torge 6 has activated a global defense.

Countless points of light appeared and disappeared, and a huge protective shield covered the entire planet.

There is also a storm of laser beams and jammers.

They kept the Imperial fleet out.

Seth stood on the bridge, watching the orbital defenses of the target satellite.

Any form of shielding needs to be projected.

They must have a generator.

By destroying the generator, a gap can be created.

"Destroy this place." Seth stretched out a hand. It was a giant space station suspended in low-Earth orbit.

It was an extremely huge football-shaped space station.

Constructed of a carbon-steel composite, it orbits a Wotan Alliance colony planet.

The gun positions above are filled with jamming weapons and various high-powered weapons.

If nothing unexpected happens, there are over one million Wotan Alliance warriors stationed there.

Countless void fighters flew around the space station like a swarm of fearless bees defending their hive.

They danced nimbly and moved around on the battlefield.

Flames continued to spew from the gun barrel under the fuselage.

The lasers and missiles fired out, interweaving into a network of firepower to stop the empire's advance.

The Wotan Alliance inherited much of the technology from the Golden Age of Humanity.

The Kronos military group is an important military component of the Wotan Alliance.

Their weapons and equipment are superior to those of other troops.

"Their shield technology is very advanced. It will take at least three hours of bombing to completely paralyze them." The think tank standing next to Seth said, "My suggestion is to eliminate those warships first, just like pulling out the legs of a crab, so that they can't escape and can only passively wait for death."

"We are the Flesh Tearers." Seth said, "We don't need that long. We just need to smash a hole in the shield. That's our stage. Get all the brothers ready and we'll charge in."

It would take several hours of bombing to completely paralyze the shields of the Wotan Alliance's giant space station.

But if you just want to tear a hole, it doesn't take that much effort.

All it takes is a world-destroying beam from a celestial-class battleship.

The power carried by the light beam is eliminated and transferred by the shield.

Their generators are also overloaded in this process.

From this point alone, we can see the advanced shield technology of the Wotan Alliance.

The energy beam that could tear apart an entire planet could not completely paralyze their shields, it merely tore a hole in them.

The Wotan Alliance's shields recovered quickly, and after a few minutes, the damaged shields lit up again.

However, this time is enough for the Flesh Tearers to launch a boarding operation.

Seth, swearing to atone for his sins and to offer a thousand worlds to the Holy Emperor, entered the giant space station with his Flesh Tearers.

By destroying the space station, we can tear a hole in the tight global defense shield.

As the foul light of the empire faded from Seth's body, they emerged onto a wide platform.

The flashes from the lasers and the exploding shells lit up their backs.

He reacted faster than Wotan's warriors.

Pulling the trigger, the grenade launcher in his hand fired a powerful bomb that was enough to shatter the steel creature.

A heavily armored dwarf warrior exploded into a mist of blood and armor fragments.

The impact force also blew away the two Wotan Alliance warriors next to them.

With the help of the Heart of the Empire, Seth burst into rage and rushed towards the enemy, tearing them apart like a violent beast.

When a Wotan Alliance warrior who was braver than the others slashed at him with a laser blade.

Seth only used an elbow to send the soldier flying. The chest area of the armor dented and a sound of bone breaking was heard.

In just two or three breaths, the gunshots on the platform disappeared completely.

The floor was covered in blood and body parts.

Nothing can stop these Flesh Tearers who have a religious faith.

Those stubborn Wotan Alliance warriors were slaughtered.

Those soldiers who did not have the courage to continue fighting threw down their weapons and surrendered.

They were horrified by the Flesh Tearers' brutal killings.

The destruction of the space station came to an end.

The Torge system would soon be dedicated to the Holy Emperor.

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When the news of the fall of the space station reached the ears of the commander of the Wotan Alliance.

They planned to evacuate.

The Empire is as unstoppable as ever.

The ground could not stop the Empire's attack.

No matter how strong the defenses, those damned Imperial invaders will pry open those defenses and sow destruction and despair.

If they cannot activate the sealed technology, failure is inevitable.

The surviving Wotan Alliance battleships withdrew from the battle and, like an elegant dance, spun and moved in the cold and boundless void.

The Imperial double-headed eagle on the battleship was illuminated in the flash of the explosion.

They continued to fire forward while maintaining their formation and advancing steadily, biting the retreating Wotan Alliance warships tightly.

The defeated Wotan Alliance army fled following the light of the stars.

Avoiding the debris of space stations and weapon platforms that were flying out one after another.

After leaving the danger zone, it accelerated and fled in the direction of the star.

The plan was to escape with the help of the remaining defense nodes there.

Behind them, Imperial warships were destroying all the weapons platforms and giant orbital fortresses on the periphery, like wolves tearing through the fence protecting the flock of sheep.

The fall of the Torge system is inevitable.

The outer defense was broken, and the shield protecting the entire planet was also pried open by the Empire.

No matter how tenacious the ground troops were, it was of no avail.

The warriors that the empire has created are too terrifying. It is only a matter of time before it is completely destroyed.

Like a pack of wolves hunting, the Empire pursued relentlessly.

The continuous output is terrifying firepower.

Some warships were torn apart during their escape, and the leaking air and the crew members inside were thrown out.

Those crew members will die quickly and drift in the void like sculptures.

However, some warships still escaped and used the jump to return to the Sorian galaxy.

The next war will be fought there.

That would also be the war that would destroy the Wotan Alliance.

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The defeat in the defense of the Torge galaxy was reported back to the capital planet of the Wotan Alliance along with the withdrawn warships.

It made the already frightened people even more frightened.

Panic spread.

Many people began to plan to escape from the capital planet.

The power of the empire is obvious to all.

Since the war began, the Wotan Alliance has not won a single victory.

The Empire's technology is completely not on the same level as theirs.

The opponent was so powerful that the Wotan Alliance despaired.

In the Parliament Building, a vote on an emergency bill is taking place.

"We have no choice." The representative of the Kronos Military Group shouted to the large number of parliamentarians: "We must activate the sealed arsenal. Only in this way can we win."

"Doing that will eventually kill all of us." Senator Padin shouted, "We have already angered them by killing an envoy. Do you want to provoke them with the most extreme means?"