Imperium Veterans are not uncommon among Imperium of Man. Even if the intensity of the war exceeds the imagination of the natives, there are still countless soldiers who have survived in the apocalyptic battlefield.
Before Great Crusade was launched, Imperium of Man had already trained many veteran regiments with great achievements through blood and fire when unifying Terra. These warriors who could no longer undergo genetic modification surgery were no less inferior to the Space Marines regiment led by Primarchs. They had a tenacious spirit and the courage to face death. Some of the non-commissioned officers could even fight with Space Marines in close combat with their mortal bodies, stabbing their sabers into the gaps of Space Marines Power Armour and taking away their lives.
The veterans that Angron will meet next are a group of people who have made great achievements in battle in Unification Wars. As the Emperor's fleet advances, they are stationed in this different world with a good environment and continue to shine under his orders.
It's just that these veterans are not pure soldiers, but Imperial Administrative Zone's bureaucrats, responsible for managing the entire area for Angron, and more efficiently mobilizing the natives of other worlds to provide support for the front line... even if the support is generally insignificant.
Transforming from frontline officers and soldiers to logistics bureaucrats is undoubtedly Imperium of Man's reward for the veterans. When this other world is completely included in the rule of Imperium of Man, the veterans will naturally become the managers of this land and pass on their responsibilities from generation to generation.
But now, these veterans are not willing to bury their youth in endless paperwork. They are generally over a hundred years old. But for Imperium of Man, who has advanced biochemical genetic technology, being over a hundred years old is just the beginning of loyalty to the Emperor.
Angron came here to meet these veterans-turned-bureaucrats this time in order to appease their dissatisfaction and anxiety. Although he could also use his Primarchs majesty to force these people to work honestly, Angron After E got rid of Butcher's Nails, he became more and more disgusted with power and oppression. He was more willing to use a philosophical dialogue to let dissatisfied people put down their emotions and devote themselves to work with full spirit.
In a huge square that was bulldozed and re-reinforced by Adeptus Mechanicus construction vehicles, Angron walked slowly from a distance. His body was still unable to move. His current walking was completely dependent on the electronic muscles specially created for him by Adeptus Mechanicus to connect to his brain.
This device was hidden under Primarchs's clothes. It was as thin as paper and stuck tightly to Primarchs's skin. The great sage Adeptus Mechanicus engraved the knowledge of Machine God on it, and also installed a controllable nuclear power battery only the size of a thumb cap.
When Angron wants to walk, his brain waves will be transmitted to the electronic muscles, forcing his unconscious body to move.
Primarchs's body is quite stiff and strong. Even if the electronic muscles can easily grind a piece of the Rock into dust during the Great Sage's debugging, it can only slightly drive Angron's body to move.
So Primarchs, whose movements were so fast that he could exceed the reaction limit of Space Marines, could only walk slowly like a middle-aged man with injured ligaments, but Angron was not dissatisfied with this. After all, he was a Primarchs, with an extremely tall stature, and his slow step was enough for a mortal to keep up with him.
Primarchs walked slowly, and the Primarchs guards standing beside him also maintained the same slow pace. Angron's Primarchs guards had a total of twelve people, standing separately on the left and right. Based on the current situation, Look, they are not the strongest in the legion, they are just some remnants of shame, but Angron did not allow the competitive World Eaters to challenge his guards to seize this position that allowed him to have close contact with Primarchs.
You want to ask why? Angron feels that this is his apology to his Primarchs guards.
After getting rid of Butcher's Nails, Angron's consciousness became clearer and clearer. He also had more time to think about his past mistakes, and many of the mistakes World Eaters made were bothering him. In his heart, he desperately wanted to make up for his mistakes, but he had not yet figured out how to do it. He could only transfer the World Eaterss to Leman Russ for the sake of war, giving him enough time to think about the problem.
But there are still some World Eaters who are unwilling to leave just now. Their duty is to stay by Primarchs's side unconditionally no matter what happens until all members are killed.
Devourer, this is the Primarchs guard of Angron. It consists of only twelve strong men who were promoted in the duel competition. All members wear Cataphractii-pattern Terminator Armor. It can be said that they were the strongest group of people in the legion.
But they still couldn't catch up with Angron in the battle. When Angron was swallowed by the pain of Butcher's Nails, he slashed forward like crazy. Devourer could only watch their father rush into the depths of the enemy army and be targeted by tens of thousands of guns. They could only keep running in embarrassment to narrow this humiliating distance.
Later, Angron also began to dislike his own guards. He believed that being protected was a sign of a weak person, so he began to coldly ignore Devourer and ridiculed their slowness and incompetence after the war.
As time goes by, this guard, which only had honor when it was founded, has become a shame to the legion, being spurned and marginalized. No company commander is willing to give up his current position to join the Primarchs Guard, even if they already have the ability to easily defeat Devourer.
Bearing great shame and even being spurned by their own father, these pressures did not crush Devourer's soul. They just remained silent, swallowed their brothers' sarcasm, and silently stood by Primarchs's side to fulfill their duties...
Angron clearly remembered these bad things. He wanted to make up for these heirs. When Angron's apologetic voice sounded, he could only get an extremely uncomfortable bow from them.
I hope time can wash away everything...
Angron moved his eyes imperceptibly, and quickly glanced at the guards around him and took them back.
On both sides of Angron's marching team were the natives of another world and the new citizens who had joined Imperium of Man. They cheered for Angron, not only in awe of his huge size, but also in recognition of the countless policies he had promulgated and vigorously implemented these days.
They didn't have to worry about blackmail and extortion at first, because these villains were sentenced to death and became Servitor to do the heaviest work.
They no longer have to worry about starvation. The high-yield seeds and industrial fertilizers brought by Adeptus Mechanicus have made the granary in the jurisdiction more abundant than ever. The food produced in just a few months is enough to feed the citizens of Imperial Administrative Zone for hundreds of years.
They no longer have to worry about the monsters and undead wandering in the wild, because Imperium's invincible army is cleaning every inch of the land. Even the legendary invincible monsters have died under their gunfire and become a specimen hanging on the city wall to show the greatness and immortality of mankind.
When he was ruled by Ainz, the people were afraid of his skeletal face; when he was ruled by Angron, the people cheered for his god-like physique.