Chapter 465 Savior: The Tower of Bitterness, Holy Terra declares martial law!

Outside the Eternal Gate.

A force of the Astra Militarum was guarding the passage defense line, but this passage had long ceased to be important and no one cared about it.

They looked in the direction of the Eternal Gate in the distance, their eyes a little complicated.

"I'm so envious. I wonder when we will have the opportunity to participate in such a tour..."

Sergeant Major Holmes of the Sun Auxiliary Corps listened to the hymn of the sacred sun in the distance with indescribable expectations in his eyes.

Once upon a time, the Sun Auxiliary Army had great glory under the leadership of the Sun Lord.

During such a tour, they would line up at the core position and receive the attention of the people of the empire.

During the Great Crusade and the Horus Heresy, the Solar Auxiliaries were among the most elite of the Imperium.

Their combat effectiveness is second only to the Space Marine Legion, and their numbers are larger, accounting for 20 to 25% of the Imperial Army.

That is a terrifying number, the real main force of the empire.

A ten-man squad of the Solar Auxiliary can easily fend off a Space Marine.

The quality of the individual soldiers of the Sun Auxiliary Army is extremely high.

In addition to infantry training, you'll also be trained in space combat techniques, battlefield engineering, planetary exploration, and survival on a dead world.

The entire Sun Auxiliary Army is equipped with Solar Void Combat Armor.

It is an all-environment enhanced carapace that integrates a complete set of life support systems and can adapt to almost any battlefield.

Their weapons are also top of the line, equipped with high-quality laser weapons that are superior to standard models, as well as flamethrowers, deflagration weapons, plasma weapons, and melta weapons.

It even has its own auxiliary army, the Cheronite Ogryn ape-men, as infantry support.

Not only that, the Sun Auxiliary Army is also equipped with a full set of super-heavy vehicles and has fighter planes as air support units.

In the void, the giant shark assault ship is used as a gang-hopping vehicle.

Yes, gang-hopping is not just for Space Marines, the former Sun Auxiliary can also join gangs to fight!

"It's a pity that those are all the glory of the past..."

Master Chief Holmes let out a long sigh.

His family has been in the Sun Auxiliary Army for generations and is familiar with that history.

After the Horus Heresy, the Imperium of Man was severely traumatized and fell into a long night.

The empire's economy can no longer support the huge maintenance costs of the Sun Auxiliary Army, and many equipment manufacturing technologies have been forgotten.

The entire Sun Auxiliary Army fell into depression, its organization continued to shrink, and its situation became worse and worse.

There was no way around it. The Empire no longer had the ability to maintain such an armament that could feed the Astra Militarum, issue a standard laser gun nicknamed a "flashlight", and give them a few armor-piercing grenades.

Even a good treatment.

What's more, those departments that control finance and power will also invest as much resources as possible into the armed forces they control.

The Astra Militarum is on the edge of power, and the few and elite loyal stormtroopers within it can only be regarded as a shrunken version of the Sun Auxiliary.

Today, due to its glorious history, the Sun Auxiliary Army has fortunately retained its name and part of its organization, but it rarely appears on the battlefield.

Instead, it is stationed in the solar system or some important planets, which is a formal symbol.

It was difficult for them to even maintain the honor of being stationed there, and they were assigned to dispensable lines of defense amid the intertwining of power.

Gradually forgotten in the corner of history.

Zila~

Sparks exploded from the solar void combat armor on Holmes, and the system fell into temporary chaos.

"This damn machine spirit is making trouble again!"

He hammered it hard a few times to calm it down, and then stuffed back a certain part that had popped out.

The adjutant sneered: "Boss, this broken armor should be replaced. Why are you still wearing it?"

Holmes glanced at him:

"You old bastard, don't you also wear clothes? Why don't you tell the superiors and ask the gentlemen to change them for us?"

That old bastard was also wearing a void combat armor. He didn't know how many generations of armor had been passed down on his body. The internal system had been completely damaged, leaving only an empty shell.

But the other party still polished it.

In fact, even if Holmes gritted his teeth, he could wear a new set of Astra Militarum Commander model carapace armor.

But then, it would no longer be the Sun Auxiliary.

Rather than being nostalgic for the armor on his body, he was nostalgic for the symbol of the Sun Auxiliary Army on the armor——

The badge consists of sharp geometric figures, skulls and angel wings.

Holmes has access to more things, and he no longer expects his troops to be equipped with new void armor.

Even if the financial department can mercifully approve the budget, the relevant casting technology is no longer available. Let alone casting new armor, there is no way to repair it.

Nor will the tech-priests serve them.

"If you don't want to change it, just change it. I won't be used to it if it does."

The adjutant tried to comfort himself: "I still want to wear this old thing on the battlefield one day and kill a few heretics and rebels!"

This is the expectation of many Sun Auxiliaries.

Their family has been a part of this legion for generations, and they cannot tolerate themselves rotting under this glory.

These people are still training according to the Sun's Law, hoping that the Sun Auxiliary Army can be activated again, instead of continuing to guard a useless defense line.

But that's just wishful thinking.

"Maybe we..."

Holmes muttered, wanting to tell the news, but remained silent.

According to the information he received, the Sun Auxiliary Army may be further disbanded. The Ministry of Interior and the Ministry of Justice hope to disband the Sun Auxiliary Army, a useless and resource-consuming organization.

The gap was filled by troops from the Ministry of Justice.

They originally maintained the security of Holy Terra and many important planets.

The judicial police force of the Ministry of Justice is well-equipped and not only undertakes security tasks, but also assists in the collection of the tithe tax.

It also has its own destroyer fleet.

Holmes was worried that the top brass of the Astra Militarum would not be able to withstand the pressure, so he abolished the honorary establishment of the Sun Auxiliary.

He looked at the soldiers under his command with deep worry in his eyes.

These warriors will lose the honorary positions passed down from generation to generation and everything they own.

When the time comes, where can they go?

There is a high probability that he will be absorbed into other troops, or become a pauper on Holy Terra...

The Sun Auxiliary Army will be completely buried in a dark corner.

The music on the other side of the Eternal Gate became more joyful, but the stomachs of the soldiers of the Sun Auxiliary Army began to growl.

"Did those bastards deprive us of food again? How can we train if this continues?!"

The adjutant complained somewhat.

Their training intensity is quite high, and it is impossible to carry out it on an empty stomach. Nowadays, there are less and less high-intensity training, and most of them are training on combat knowledge.

No matter how depressed he was, with the insistence of the Sun Auxiliary Army, part of that heritage was finally preserved.

Unfortunately, they are no longer needed.

Holmes saw the complaints of the soldiers of the Sun Auxiliary Army, and his eyes became increasingly dim.

But there was nothing he could do.

Perhaps the dismantling has already begun, and the suspension of supplies is a sign that the more than one million Sun Auxiliary Army on Holy Terra will be disbanded!

Gradually, the soldiers also fell into silence when they saw the Master Chief lowering his head and saying nothing.

The whole station fell into a gloomy mood, incompatible with the hustle and bustle on the Eternal Gate and Holy Terra.

Suddenly, Holmes's communicator rang, and he connected subconsciously: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I am Sergeant Major Holmes of the 13th Infantry Company of the Viletalis Storm of the Sun Auxiliary Army. Please tell me..."

Only later did he realize.

That was the public channel for the entire Sun Auxiliary Army, and the speaker was the commander-in-chief of the Astra Militarum and the nominal supreme commander of the Sun Auxiliary Army—Moore!

That existence never gave any orders to the Sun Auxiliary Army.

Except for the inaugural tour, he has not even appeared in front of this army for many years, but now he is speaking on the channel.

"Is this an order to dismantle the Sun Auxiliary Army?!"

Holmes' heart tightened suddenly, and he almost didn't dare to listen to the next words.

Not only him, but other commanders as well. The entire channel was silent except for the voice of Moore, the commander-in-chief of the Astra Militarum.

Holmes forced himself to calm down and tried to hear what the supreme commander said.

When he heard the content clearly, his pupils gradually glowed with surprise, and his heart beat faster and faster.

After a while, a soft and majestic voice sounded:

"Fighters of the Sun Auxiliary, I am Ron Grant, the Primarch of Hope and the Savior. You are a glorious army, the most loyal army to the Emperor.

Now that the empire is in crisis, loyal warriors are needed to turn the tide. The great Emperor, Empire, and Holy Terra need you to fight for it.

But I don’t know if you can still bear this honor..."

This is a recording of the Savior, played to commanders throughout the Sun Auxiliary Army.

After the savior's recorded speech was completed, the relevant orders were conveyed layer by layer through the supreme commander Moore, various generals and commanders.

"Emperor..."

Holmes was trembling all over and listened to the words of the Savior word for word, with tears falling from his eyes.

"We can still fight..."

He seemed to have accepted a certain order, and his voice was a little hoarse, but extremely loud: "Yes, loyal...loyal!!!"

"Boss?"

When the adjutants and squad leaders heard the commotion here, they were a little confused: "What happened to you? Did you have any orders?"

They were vaguely looking forward to it.

The Sun Auxiliary Army has not received any orders for many years.

Holmes ended the communication, his emotions still not calmed down.

He looked at everyone, feeling indescribably moved, and said with choked sobs: "Hope... I hope that the original body, Lord Savior, and Lord Moore, the supreme commander, have announced the reactivation of the Sun Auxiliary Army.

We are about to embark on the battlefield to fight the heretics and rebels and protect Saint Terra! "

Soon, the adjutant and squad leaders knew the whole story.

Holy Terra's hidden heretical rebellion attempts to create unrest and plunge the empire into an extreme crisis.

Loyal beings such as the savior, the commander-in-chief of the Astra Militarum, the pope of the state religion, the living saint and even the regent came together to try to solve this crisis.

Unable to trust other troops, they could only use the Sun Auxiliary Army, the most loyal force, to turn the tide.

In other words, they are the only hope and bear an extremely important mission!

In fact, recordings related to the Savior were also sent to several other units at the same time, such as the Crusaders, Gray Knights, etc.

He said the same thing to each unit, and they were all loyal.

Hope that the trust of the Primarch Savior and others and the activation of the Sun Auxiliary Army made Holmes and others extremely excited and grateful.

But they still have some concerns.

"Our equipment..."

The adjutant looked at his shiny armor that had lost all its functions, and was a little unconfident: "Can it take on such an important battle?"

The current Soldiers of the Solar Auxiliary Army can't even guarantee basic armor, and their weapons are extremely old.

They are so poor that they only have basic qualities.

"War supplies will arrive soon, and we will get all the resources we want..."

Holmes was full of expectations: "The Lord Savior promised that the Solar Auxiliary Army will be armed and regain its former glory!"

At this moment, the hymns from the Eternal Gate became more and more passionate.

However, in such joy, there was a hint of unrest among the crowd watching the ceremony, and each nest became noisy, and there were even secret private soldiers and troops gathering in secret.

The wave of opposition against the Primarch of Hope began!

...

The scene of the Eternal Gate pilgrimage.

"Emperor, is this the Savior?"

Naresen squeezed in the crowd, looking at the pilgrimage of the Space Marines, the vehicle team and the virtual image of the Primarch of Hope in a trance.

I finally saw that benevolent being, but I was not as happy as I imagined.

When Naresen and the government officials of the department returned to the ground, they discovered an astonishing truth.

The Battle of Baal ended twenty years ago.

In other words, this accounting department and the people in it spent twenty years doing useless work.

There was no value or contribution.

This made them very confused.

The department where Naresen worked and the higher-level departments could not even find the person in charge of the report.

The person in charge had died of illness two years ago, and there was no heir to inherit the position, and no new personnel were transferred to replace him.

This accounting work was no longer in the sequence of the internal affairs agency.

Now, the head of the accounting department is trying to find people everywhere, hoping to get a new task.

Let the department run.

If there is no way to accept the new task, they plan to return to the office after the ceremony and continue the accounting.

Even if it is meaningless.

Because everyone needs this position to maintain their own and their families' lives.

Only continue to work at the post.

The procedures of the logistics-related departments will provide basic food to the government officials and their families so that they will not starve.

Naresen's faith was almost shattered, but she accepted it all.

Even if she had no dedication, she had to continue to do accounting in that position so that her family could survive.

She would not lose everything, and the crowded residence would be taken back by the logistics department, and she would become a poor person with nothing.

Live in the slums.

In the slums surrounded by danger, disease and death are commonplace.

Government families like them have no ability to survive.

However, a rumor circulated in many departments.

The hopeful Primarch, the Savior, attempted to seize power and implement a dark dictatorship, and would reform Holy Terra.

By then, it is expected that more than 80% of the departments will lose their value and be laid off, and countless people will lose their hereditary positions.

Nothing.

That involves hundreds of billions of government officials!

Such news completely shattered Naresen's only fantasy.

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She didn't understand what dark dictatorship was, let alone what kind of reform it was.

This government official who worked day and night and gave everything only knew that after the arrival of the savior, he would lose his job passed down from generation to generation.

And he and his family would fall into hunger and even die.

"Savior, are you really going to do this?"

Nareson pinched the portrait of the savior and looked at the gentle smile in the virtual image, a little unbelievable.

That smile looked so hypocritical.

Maybe he was really a bad guy.

He was like Vandiel in the past, and he would kill countless people like that tyrant.

Nareson thought so.

Vandiel's deeds themselves were taboos in the empire, but they were widely circulated by some people to attack the Primarch of Hope.

Under the guidance of those with ulterior motives.

The people and government officials of Holy Terra regarded him as a hypocritical and cruel tyrant.

Such emotions have spread to more places in secret.

In the distance, the Primarch of Hope and the Savior were about to take the stage to speak to the crowd.

But the crowd was in turmoil.

Some people took the lead in cursing, and many government officials followed in anger:

"Hypocritical executioner, tyrant, you killed us!"

"You violated the Emperor's faith!"

"We must never let the new Vandier come to power."

"Get out of Holy Terra!"

The voices of opposition gradually formed a wave, causing an uproar among the high-ranking officials of the Empire in the viewing seats, and more people were sneering and planning the next plan.

Many troops and assassins were mobilized.

In this case, killing an existence that violated the Emperor and attempted to rule in the dark would only be praised by people.

The edge of the stairs of the stage.

"It seems that there are a lot of voices of opposition..."

Ron sighed slightly.

He knew that public opinion could be manipulated.

But it was still a bit uncomfortable to have so many people scolding him all of a sudden. It was something that had never happened before.

"Mr. Savior is not that kind of person."

Saint Celestine, the living saint and holy angel, maintains a cold and noble attitude, which is in shocking contrast to when she meets in private.

She frowned slightly: "Those believers don't understand you and have been misguided."

Holy Angel believes that she is the one who knows the Savior best. She has had deep contact with the noble and warm soul of Mr. Savior.

He is so benevolent that he is by no means a tyrant.

Ron inadvertently closed the distance, and his breath almost brushed the holy angel's ear: "I'm glad you can trust me so much, you may be the only person who believes in me.

Would you like to accompany me to the podium? "

In today's situation, it is necessary to find a sacred and noble existence that is trusted by people to give him a platform.

Only in this way can the reputation of the savior be better maintained.

This holy angel is the best candidate, and she must be allowed to face all this with herself.

Saint Celestine's ears were slightly red, and she almost couldn't maintain her cool posture.

She was deeply moved by this: "Mr. Savior trusts me so much. At such a moment, I must accompany him!"

"Mr. Savior, I am willing..."

The Holy Angel nodded and stood next to the Primarch of Hope and the Savior, very close to each other.

Just barely got hold of it.

Ron and the Holy Angel walked onto the stage. Below them were the Commander-in-Chief of the Astra Militarum, the Pope of the Ecclesiarchy, the Forging General of the Mechanicum, the Gray Knights and others.

Now that we have reached this point, there is no need to avoid anything.

But Imperial Regent Guilliman did not show up.

The primarch contracted a rare cold during the tour and had to stay in bed.

As the Primarch of Hope and the Savior ascended the stage, the wave of opposition suddenly heated up, and the angry voices almost spread throughout the parade site.

But after the appearance of living saints and holy angels, the volume of that wave became much smaller.

Many believers fell into worries and doubts and chose to shut up for the time being.

The living saint loyal to the Emperor supported the savior. Perhaps the rumors were false, and they were waiting for the savior's response.

But many people are still scolding.

The entire pilgrimage venue continued to buzz, and those accusations were destroying the majesty of the Savior, and people no longer had any awe.

Buzz~

A huge projection of the savior wearing golden armor appeared in mid-air, overlooking everyone.

Many people are waiting for the savior's response or quibble. No matter what he says, it will arouse people's anger even more.

But Ron didn't say anything, just watched people quietly.

His psychic senses could detect that as he became calmer, some people began to become uneasy.

This is a pre-speech strategy.

Ron was observing the bewildered people, listening to their curses and whispers.

Watching them in silent silence.

In the continued silence, the commotion began to subside, and people became a little nervous.

The savior seemed to be looking at everyone and himself.

The silent majesty spreads.

It’s not just the audience.

Even the allies of the savior are a little nervous, and everyone is waiting for the savior to speak.

This was the outcome Ron hoped for, learned from someone who was good at public speaking.

"I know how to use the power of silence instead of fearing it." - Mustache.

Ron took a deep breath into his lungs and let his voice burst into silence.

His steady voice reached every corner of the venue, even vibrating in the atmosphere:

"People of the empire, I understand your concerns when facing the unknown, your hardships, and your sadness and anger.

But please trust me.

Ron Grant, the Primarch of Hope and the Savior, had witnessed suffering.

At that time, the heresy's rebellion destroyed the home of Erth, and the hive city fell and was in danger. Even I almost died due to the assassination of the heretic.

But I didn't give up, but worked hard to maintain everything and ensure that people could have enough to eat.

I have spent time with the soldiers, government officials, and residents of the bottom nest, and have learned everything about them.

Finally, I banished the darkness and restored the light.

The planet Erth also ushered in prosperity.

This is what the planet Erth looked like before. Now it has become one of the most prosperous sanctuaries in the empire. "

As Ron spoke, the virtual image played a comparison picture.

He spoke firmly: "Please believe in a primarch who understands you. I will save all the people who are in suffering. To put it simply, I will provide everyone with food, clothing, and enough jobs.

This is what I came to Holy Terra to do, so that all of you can have bread and milk..."

"fraud!"

"You are trying to deceive us just like Vandire!"

"Don't believe this hypocritical liar. After his reform, Terra Court does not need so many people at all!"

There were still many people in the crowd who objected, and more noise came from the nest in the distance.

Ron was also mentally prepared for this.

It is impossible for me to convince everyone with my words, especially the opposition and its affiliated forces or those with vested interests.

No matter how well you do, those people will oppose you.

Because my own reform itself is to eliminate these people, streamline all institutions, clear out a large number of inefficient or worthless personnel, and relocate them.

This itself is an unsolvable contradiction, as long as some people believe it, it is enough.

It doesn't matter even if you don't believe it, I just want to find a valid reason to do something.

"I don't blame everyone for their misunderstanding, because you were deceived."

Ron's tone became more serious and his speaking speed became faster:

“From the moment I set foot on Holy Terra, I have been subject to continuous assassinations, assassins sent by heretics and rebels.

Those heretics and rebels, those creators of your miserable life, are afraid of me, want to get rid of me, and are afraid of the prosperity of Holy Terra.

They are worms on Holy Terra, trying to corrupt the empire. They collude with heretics and aliens, and even invade the palace of Holy Terra, endangering the Golden Throne.

That is destroying the foundation of the empire and trying to subvert the empire!

According to the intelligence I received, these heretics and rebels are brewing an extremely terrifying conspiracy that will destroy everything..."

The picture shows some scenes of heretics and alien assassins invading the palace and being destroyed by the imperial army. At the same time, there are records of the people of Holy Terra being killed by heretics and some planets being destroyed by heretics and aliens.

Very bluffing.

There are a lot of such materials in the library of the Forbidden Army. Anyway, it is all done by the opposition now.

"No, this is complete slander!"

Violetta and other opposition groups were stunned by such a sudden accusation. How could a mere power struggle turn into betrayal of the empire?

Little did they know that they themselves were doing the same thing, but the savior was one step ahead.

Caught them off guard.

"I'm afraid this celebration of victory will be temporarily postponed..."

Ron mobilized his spiritual energy, his golden wings spread out, and his whole body was bathed in golden light, which was so sacred.

And even more so with that holy angel.

He looked at everyone, his expression and voice full of loyalty:

"Our empire and Holy Terra are at a precarious crisis and may be destroyed at any time!

The people of the empire, in order to protect Holy Terra from the threat of heresy and rebellion, to fight against the heretical forces that harm the people of the empire, and for the prosperous future of the empire and mankind.

In the name of the Primarch of Hope, the Redeemer, and the Emperor, I declare that from this moment on Holy Terra shall be under extraordinary martial law until all heresy and rebellion is purged.

And Holy Terra will also usher in prosperity! "

"For the Empire, for Holy Terra."

Ron's voice became more pious: "I...will offer all my loyalty to the great emperor!"

"loyalty!!!"

All the patrolling troops at the Eternal Gate roared loudly, resounding through the sky.

At the same time, the Lions Gate Airport in low-Earth orbit was closed, and various defensive fortresses were put on alert.

Holy Terra has entered emergency martial law.

"Crazy, really a madman..."

Violetta screamed incoherently: "Fandil, he is Vandil!"

These opponents have realized that Hope Primarch's strong counterattack has plunged the situation into a desperate situation.

They should have considered this the moment they assassinated the Primarch of Hope.

"We have to send out all our troops..."

Violetta regained her composure and sent a message to her allies to prepare for the final struggle.

In fact, I hope the Primarch is right.

They still have the advantage of armed forces, and they must deal with the original body and its troops as quickly as possible.

Call it rebellion.

Then create more public opinion and unrest, truly threatening the empire and forcing the regent and more forces to compromise.

This is their only chance.

——

The outer airspace of Holy Terra.

Ships arrived in batches, which were the logistics and transportation fleet of the Savior’s territory.

The large transport ship was loaded with a wealth of supplies that would astonish anyone, enough to overwhelm Holy Terra...