Although everyone is in a heavy mood, they currently lack intelligence. Although Jaghatai doesn't mind being a reckless man when necessary, it does not mean that he is as brainless as some of the former Primarch brothers.
The upright Imperial Fists soldiers knew very well that they took the initiative to participate in this dangerous mission. If they did not come, all these losses would be borne by the brothers of White Scars.
No matter how great the loss is, they cannot possibly blame Jaghatai for the decision.
And they have already experienced the weirdness here. Even Space Marine can't get rid of that strange influence. This is not the fault of the White Scars pilots, nor is it the fault of Jaghatai Khan. It is because Primarch is not a god.
Imperial Fists quickly built a simple defense on the spot based on the wreckage.
The damaged Thunderhawk remains were welded to form an outer layer of armor, and the fallen cannons were welded to these metal brackets to serve as simple fixed firepower.
Some Rhino armored vehicles were simply repaired, and then some Assault Cannon on Thunderhawk were removed with their bases and crudely welded on the outer shell of the Rhino armored vehicle.
Six White Scars and Scout Squad ran towards the wasteland in different directions with Bolt Rifle in their arms. The place was very empty and the surrounding terrain was only slightly undulating, but a little further away there were canyons made of various rocks and gradually rising mountains.
Jaghatai turned towards Stormbird, which was broken into four sections. He wanted to see if his motorcycle could still be used.
After all, it was made by Men of Iron.
When Jaghatai was dragging out a huge fixed box from a section of the wreckage of Stormbird, some Techmarine from Imperial Fists came to Jaghatai.
"Sir, we have made some important discoveries."
Jaghatai pulled open the slightly twisted metal box with his arms, glanced at the almost intact heavy-duty motorcycle inside, and then turned to look at those Sons of Dorn.
"What did you find?"
Techmarine took out a piece of Dataslate from his side, and then enlarged the picture inside.
"These are metal remnants that were originally on the ground. We thought of using these remnants to strengthen the temporary base, but we found a lot of information on them."
"This is the Hammer of Fear cannon. It looks like it was torn off from the car body by something. There is also that piece of complete yellow armor, which is a piece of main armor of Typhon Heavy Siege Tank. Although I don't see the mark, I think there may be our brothers here."
"In addition to these, we also found a Land Raider tank with only one-third left here, with the emblem of Ultramarines on it. We even found a special weapon with only core components and a broken shell. Although it is in pieces, we can confirm that it is the Frost Hell Cannon that only Space Wolvess use."
Jaghatai narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Are there other Imperium forces here?"
"We're not sure, sir."
"Judging from the damage to these things, an extremely large war occurred here. However, according to our records, Typhon Heavy Siege Tank is rarely deployed in other worlds."
Techmarine is also puzzled by this situation.
However, their conversation was soon interrupted.
"Sir, the reconnaissance team heading south reported in the communication that they heard the sound of firefights in the distance, and we also discovered some problems."
"Through a simple scan, the land under our feet has a physical curvature, and it should be on a special Planet. This sky seems to be a false existence. Six reconnaissance teams went in different directions, but the positions of the stars in the sky did not change at all."
"Due to the lack of reference objects, we cannot determine the specific location of the current area on Planet."
"The interference from the communication sound array is a bit serious, but it can still be maintained. There is no response from the fleet, and no other signals are received around it."
A member of Storm Seers reported all known information to Jaghatai.
And Jaghatai nodded, having already discovered these anomalies with his insight.
Jaghatai glanced at the people who were still busy repairing the vehicle, and then stepped directly onto his own Motorcycle.
"I personally went to scout the firefighting area and asked everyone to speed up the maintenance of the vehicles and organize manpower to prepare for battle."
The huge Motorcycle made a slight roar, and the wheels began to rotate rapidly driven by the engine.
Obviously, the previous impact had little impact on this motorcycle designed and manufactured by Men of Iron.
Jaghatai rode his motorcycle alone and jumped out of the simple fortifications and metal fences built by Imperial Fists and others, and then quickly followed the trajectory of Scout Squad's previous actions.
The speed of the motorcycle is very fast, the huge shock-absorbing system rises and falls, and the wide wheels made of special flexible metal easily run over the ground that has become soft due to explosions and shock waves in the wasteland.
Jaghatai I really want to take off my helmet and feel the air flow across my face.
With the support of the vehicle, Jaghatai quickly found the reconnaissance team that was still running forward.
The sound of explosions in the distance is gradually becoming clearer.
Jaghatai twisted the handle of the motorcycle and then passed them with the envious eyes of the four Progeny.
On the edge of an undulating mountain cliff, Jaghatai stopped his motorcycle. The power emanating from Chaos Sorcery in the distance made Jaghatai feel sick.
In addition to the guns and guns, some weird roars could be heard vaguely.
Jaghatai carefully stepped out from behind a huge rock.
The fires of guns and cannons continued to shine in the valley not far away.
With his amazing eyesight, Khan could see a tall figure standing in the center among the various firelights, directing the battle.
The Golden Armour on his body was shining in the surrounding gunfire, and the Power Sword in his hand was buzzing.
Jaghatai can be determined almost at a glance, that is Roge·Dorn, Imperium's Keystone.
Dorn was surrounded by Imperial Fists soldiers. There were less than thirty of them, but all of them were injured. The Power Armours on them were all very old MK4 types.
The yellow armor is stained with blood, but it is like a rock that is nailed to its position.
The Boltgun in their hands spurted out continuous tongues of fire, and the Chainsword let out a dying roar, building a shaky line of death that was never completely destroyed.
A dozen Space Wolves warriors, covered in blood, were waving their weapons in the center of the battlefield, Lightning Claw tearing apart groups of twisted flesh.
There were only a few Ultramariness in blue armor left on both sides of the position, who were manipulating several Heavy Bolters to fire wildly.
But the enemies besieging them are like the tide overflowing from the nightmare of the abyss!
The crazy Chaos Cultist whose skin peels off to reveal the squirming flesh and skeleton; the Black Legion berserker whose armor is engraved with blasphemy Runes and brandishing Power Sword and Chainaxe; the Pink Horror that is condensed from pure malice and madness, changing shapes and emitting ear-piercing screams...
In the distance, Word Bearers can be vaguely seen chanting blasphemous incantations in the shadows, and the huge Daemon Engine is slowly approaching.
But among the many enemies, Khorne Daemons is the only one missing.