Three Kharibdyss Assault Claw hit the concrete floor of the airport hard, and the cabin door exploded.
From the smoke, tall figures emerged one after another.
The matte black Power Armor has no extra decoration, only the worn emblem is engraved on the shoulder armor.
The Bolter in their hands fired continuously, and the Aeldari marauder at the front was instantly blown to pieces.
The three-person tactical team advanced crosswise, Boarding Shield protected the flanks, and the fire coverage was airtight.
There was not a single word of communication, not a single superfluous movement during the entire process. The shield wall advancement and cross fire tactics were exactly the same as the tactics used by Fu Haoran before.
The leader, Astartes, was wearing Cataphractii Terminator Armour. He raised Storm Bolter and shot to kill any Drukhari who dared to come forward.
The hatch of the last assault claw opened simultaneously, and a Venerable Dreadnought walked out with heavy steps. Twin-linked Autocannon fired a salvo, blasting the last two predators trying to escape into the air.
"The angel of the Emperor! The angel of the Emperor is here!"
The surviving soldiers burst into deafening cheers.
He knew very well what this armor and this emblem represented.
IV Legion, Iron Warriors.
The infamous mutinous legion in later generations.
But even Venerable Dreadnought was deployed on the opposite side. If a fight really started, he would have no chance of winning with this few manpower.
"How long will it take for Wade, Venomblade Tank to arrive?"
"My lord----has arrived."
"Okay, aim at that mecha. Once you fire, you must make sure to annihilate the opponent as soon as possible."
"Yes."
The Fellblade Super-heavy Tank main gun coming from a distance was instantly charged, and its muzzle was firmly aimed at the Venerable Dreadnought in the center of the field.
The next second, Dantioch sensed the danger and took the lead in raising Bolter, aiming at Fu Haoran.
It was so fast that no one else could react.
However, Fu Haoran was not slow to respond. He blocked Storm Shield in front of him and raised Plasma Pistol.
Even Terminator Power Armour may not be able to block the attack of Plasma Gun at such a close distance.
Dantioch was very surprised. He was very sure that the human in front of him was just a mortal, but his speed could keep up with him!
He has lived for hundreds of years and has seen countless mortal warriors. He has never seen a mortal who can defeat a Drukhari, and now he can also confront a Space Marine!
What's more important is that even though his body is extremely old, he has not fallen to the point where a mortal can keep up.
"No wonder I can beat Incubus in a one-on-one challenge! It's really not easy."
"I admit that your ability to repel Drukhari's plunder is commendable. But in the name of the Emperor, I order you to put down your weapons!" A thick and hoarse voice came through the mask loudspeaker, carrying mechanical noise and unquestionable majesty.
"In the name of the empire?" Fu Haoran frowned.
Huh? The rebellious Space Marine shouted the Emperor?
Fu Haoran instantly realized that something was wrong. He hesitated for a moment and asked, "Excuse me, what millennium is it now?"
"M30.999, you can't even remember the year, how dare you call yourself Imperial Governor?"
M30.999!
Fu Haoran discovered that he had not checked the time so far, so he couldn't help but ask Kallen, and got an agreed answer.
"Wait, I'm not at Warhammer 40K, but at 30K?!"
Fu Haoran was shocked beyond measure.
Don't look at it, it's only 10,000 years away.
M30.999 is the last glorious period of Imperium of Man and the end of Great Crusade.
There is only more than a year left before Warmaster Horus leads half of Space Marine to rebel and launches a Horus Heresy that sweeps the entire galaxy!
He stared at the masked Iron Warriors in front of him, and countless images flashed through his mind.
I figured everything out.
Why does a rare vehicle like Stormbird appear?
Why does no one recognize the scourge Genestealer.
However, what can be confirmed is that the batch of Iron Warriors in front of us are still loyalists.
In order to ease the situation, Fu Haoran took the initiative to put away Bolter, bowed slightly, and respectfully asked, "How should I call you, the great Adeptus Astartes?"
"I am IV Legion Warsmith·Dantioch."
What?! It's him!
Fu Haoran's mind exploded.
He knows the life of this legendary loyalist Iron Warriors very well.
During the battle of Hrud, he was hit by an entropy decay field and suffered the equivalent of three thousand years of aging radiation. From a macho man who charged into battle, he became a broken body that could not survive without the Terminator Armour life support system.
Even at this point, he was still stubborn and asked Primarch Perturabo in public why he had to confront Hrud head-on. He even tortured his soul: If you are fighting this bad battle, either you have a brain defect or the Emperor has a brain problem.
--
The consequence was that Perturabo was transformed into Third Company on the spot, removed, dismissed, and exiled. Even his special Terminator Armour, which was the symbol of Trident, was given to his subordinate Pabon Falk.
In order to punish him for his disobedience, his name was completely erased from the legion's records. He took the last remnant of his troops to conquer Lesser Damantyne, and was not allowed to show his face for the rest of his life, which is why he had this prison mask on his face.
It can be said that he is what Primarch Perturabo dreamed of himself, but could never become.
The son lives up to his father's dream, the only one among the 18 Primarch.
Wait!
Fu Haoran reacted suddenly.
The galaxy he is in is Little Damantan!
It all makes sense!
The misunderstanding was resolved, Fu Haoran immediately apologized again. "Sorry, we received the wrong Astropathic Communication, and there were sporadic mentions that Legiones Astartes had rebelled, which led to the misunderstanding."
"What?! Impossible!"
Dantioch was furious, Terminator Armour's engine made a low roar, and the scarlet eyepiece stared at Fu Haoran, "There is no way the legion will rebel!"
"Yes, I think this is a misunderstanding. Astropathic Communication in the remote galaxy is extremely confusing. Only sporadic fragments have been received, and the authenticity cannot be verified."
Fu Haoran passed by without changing his expression.
He knew very well that few people in the galaxy would believe it now that the Emperor's favorite son, Warmaster Horus, would rebel.
Even if the rebels are about to attack at your doorstep, the most rational Primarch Rogal Dorn will not believe it and beat you into the wall.
Of course, there are exceptions. If you tell Lion El'Jonson this news, Fu Haoran guarantees that the other party will believe it on the spot, and you have to shout: I have known for a long time that Horus is not worthy of being a combat master, and I should have been chosen in the first place!
More importantly, Fu Haoran did not want to be dragged by Dantioch to Terra and involved in that meat grinder battle that was rotten to the core.
Dantioch stared at him for a few seconds and finally did not ask any more questions.
Recently, the Astropathic Communication confusion between star regions has also given him a headache.
But these words were like a thorn, piercing into his heart.
Fu Haoran But at this moment, he realized something even worse.
"Dantioch being here doesn't mean that in a few years, the rebellious Iron Warriors will arrive here and demand to turn the galaxy into their logistics base?!"
"Dantioch will definitely refuse, and then there will be the legendary bloody battle that defends Schadenhold Fortress for 366 days. Even Warlord-class Titan will be dispatched."
"No wonder the Genestealer here never spread. It turns out that they were all consumed in that war!"
Everything makes sense.
Fu Haoran suddenly felt that compared to the old man in front of him, Genestealers didn't seem to be a big trouble.
The old man in front of me is a huge problem.
"Hey, wait a minute, since Dantioch is a member of Warsmith and Trident, can he make me a Space Marine?!"
Fu Haoran knows that he is too old and not suitable to become Space Marine, but in history, there are cases of adults becoming Space Marine.
And there are many such cases.
The system appears at the right time:
[Trigger the main quest: Oath of Steel·Fire of Loyalty]
[Task requirements: 1 Terra shall be fully recognized by Dantioch within the year (favorability degree above 60)]
[Task reward: Astartes transformation qualification (Perturabo Primarch pure Gene-seed), Iron Warriors army full technology tree unlocked, Dantioch exclusive Hive City full set of galaxy defense fortification design drawings]
[Punishment for mission failure: Dantioch leads his troops to evacuate, and you will face Underhive Genestealer's full-scale rebellion alone, and Horus Heresy that will sweep the galaxy a year later]
[Current favorability of Dantioch: 15 (neutral approval), recruitment authority can be opened when the favorability reaches 60]
[The system's slanderous complaints: The host has finally embraced a serious person, but this boss has a temper even worse than Perturabo. Whether you can coax him or not depends on your ability]
Fu Haoran twitched the corner of his mouth.
The system is still as rude as ever.
Looking at the old-fashioned Dantioch again, Fu Haoran felt that this task was more difficult than chasing a girl.
In one year, he has to raise the favorability of a straight man from 15 to 60, and then he has to get Gene-seed and keep the star - but he has to do this task!
Even if this old man is a lump of iron, his thighs are still strong.
"This is my only chance to become Space Marine. No matter it, let's get familiar with it first."