Chapter 436 The Road to Expedition: War Conference

Loken raised his head and stepped into the spacious throne room of the Emperor's Dream. It was a majestic circular building with a towering dome hanging high in the sky. A magnificent mural was painted on it.

It is different from the Golden Throne that most ships in the Empire would describe today.

The mural was painted during the Great Crusade. At that time, the Empire still believed in the Imperial Truth and rejected all religions and worship elements. Therefore, you will not find any shrines, churches, or murals depicting the greatness of the Emperor on the Emperor's Dream.

Same here, on the towering dome above Loken's head, a field of stars is depicted.

That starry sky is based on the fantasy of the ancient Terran people before they developed aerospace technology and flew into the starry sky. It is the vision of millions of stars, exaggerated planets, huge nebulae and human beings from the stage of scientific and rational enlightenment.

Planetary orbits that do not conform to scientific laws now.

But it is also a testimony of human civilization. That starry sky once existed only in human imagination, but now, those stars have shone with the real stars. It was the dawn of a great era, and the Emperor hoped that people would see it

Remember it forever, and Loken does the same. He believes that many people here are like this, especially Cole.

Admiral Cole looked up at the huge star dome above his head, where thousands of diamonds were inlaid on the murals, thus forming a field of shining stars. They were shining in front of the huge arc-shaped floor-to-ceiling windows of the bridge on the side.

Shining brightly under the true starlight.

"It's so beautiful, isn't it? Every time I come here, I feel the same way when I see them." Loken walked to Cole and looked up with him. The captain put aside one hand and looked at one of the spiral nebulae.

With his extensive sailing experience, Cole could identify it as the Great Arm of Orion.

"Although wrong, it is amazing how much the ancient Terrans knew about the stars." "It was an age of enlightenment, like the Great Crusade, and the Emperor wants us to remember it." "I believe we do.

Yes, Loken, I should call you Chapter Master." "Come on Cole, don't laugh at me, just call me Loken as usual."

"As you wish." Cole tilted his head and still looked at Loken with his hands raised. Although Cole was also very tall among mortals, for an Astartes, he was still not tall enough and needed to hold his head high.

Make eye contact with Loken.

And here today, there are many similar situations. Mortal generals and high-ranking commanders of the Astartes Chapter gathered in the throne room of the bridge. They stood in groups of two and three on the silver throne on the high platform.

In front of them, under the gaze of two giant white wolves, they discussed the recent expedition with each other.

Regarding the reconstruction and conquest of Ivan IV, the rebellion on surrounding planets, and whether it is necessary to send Astartes to suppress it, or only mortal legions are needed, all these issues have only occurred recently, with the arrival of the expedition team

Near Baal, everything continues to become complicated.

And today, they came here to make decisions for the expedition, where the fleet should go, and how the legion should act. The senior members of each battle group had their thoughts, as did the mortal generals. As a result, capable people gathered here.

Almost all the senior members of the expedition team came.

Loken, the chapter leader of the newly born Luna Wolves, is already standing next to Cole, and the leaders of several other chapters are also here. Ragnar and the wolf commanders under his command are standing on the throne of the roaring giant wolf.

On one side, it seems to be intentional, like a wolf calling his pack.

Or maybe it was deliberate. Ragnar seemed to have very deliberately turned his war group into the Marshal's Guards. They were standing next to the throne, wearing weapons and armor. Although they were fully armed, they looked like a pack of noisy wolves. Haha.

Laughing loudly, but still being meticulous.

Cole looked over there. Olaf, the old wolf next to Ragnar, seemed to notice the captain's gaze turning around. He cast a greeting look at Cole. The captain knew that the old wolf had just returned to the expeditionary force not long ago.

He had been leading the hunting pack in pursuit of a scattered army of the Night Lords in the surrounding star systems.

It was a long pursuit that took many days to finally come to an end. Olaf used an exquisite hunt. He continuously pursued the Night Lords, forcing them to be unable to stop for supplies or any supplements. In the end,

After a long pursuit, they were pushed to the limit. At this time, Olaf took the initiative to send a fleet of Rogue Traders to appear in the pursuit area.

He deliberately exposed the whereabouts of the ship and sent his wolves to other places to search for the Night Lords with great fanfare. Finally, he lured the Night Lords guerrillas, who were already short of food and ammunition, into believing that the transport team had no escort.

Under the circumstances, Assault jumped to help, but what they didn't know was that Olaf was leading an entire Terminator brigade waiting for them.

Cole nodded in greeting to Olaf, and he looked approvingly at this outstanding hunter, who also smiled and nodded to Cole to thank him.

Then the captain's eyes continued to move to the side. Opposite the wolves, slightly further away, Lane's knights were also here. Lancelot was gathering with his knights, and several Imperial Navy ships

The captain was also with them, seeming to be chatting about some of the sailing situation. Maybe Lancelot had already made some plans.

While Lancelot was thinking and planning something, at his side, near the throne door, the silent heirs of Dorne also gathered there, surrounded by the meticulous sons of Dorne wearing golden armor.

Next to their Chapter Master Eisenstein, the Chapter Master himself was talking with several Imperial generals.

Cole could see that everyone here had a lot of thoughts and plans today, and they were all ready to speak. The order of their speeches was determined by the personal belongings placed on the stone steps next to the throne. This is where

The unwritten rule set by the master is that anyone who wants to speak in the expedition meeting needs to express his or her attitude, and the method is to place a personal item in front of the throne.

In this way, he can clearly know who he needs to talk to, the general content of the meeting and the duration of today. Cole knows that he is not a person who likes to talk about war issues. He understands the situation, talks and thinks, and finally issues an order.

That's it, it never changes.

Once that order is issued, the entire expeditionary force will respond immediately. A huge fleet composed of hundreds of warships will immediately pull anchor and set sail, carrying tens of millions of Astartes and even more.

The huge Imperial Astra Militarum will follow suit.

Any enemy on the planet he has set as his target will face catastrophe. No matter who they are or what they do, they will not escape the judgment of the Emperor and the Marshal.

And now, the judge of the galaxy has arrived at the throne room. Heavy footsteps followed by hearty laughter came from the door. Captain Eisenstein at the door took the lead to look at the Sons of Dorne around him.

They all looked together.

"Hahaha, Master Michelang, I, please forgive me, how can we have such an outstanding talent like you?" The leader of the expeditionary force, Supreme Marshal Vito Constantine, pressed the shoulders of a mortal.

Entering the hall, his laughter kept coming, while the master who was hugged by him looked extremely reserved.

He was obviously not prepared. He came to the Marshal's War Council and made a report in front of everyone. This was a great honor. The leaders of the entire expeditionary force were here, and many of them were ordinary mortals.

There is no way you can match them, let alone expect them to listen to your words Astartes.

When Vito passed the gate, Captain Eisenstein bent down and bowed his head to him. Soon, the Sons of Dorn and the generals who were stuck with them also nodded to him, and then they

The entire hall, the Lord of the Wolf Pack, his wolves, and the knights of Lane all looked at the marshal with respect.

Of course, there are also the Luna Wolves in white armor and the Sons of Guilliman. The latter's Chapter Master Bell is not here. According to Cole's understanding, he is still on the ground working on establishing a new government for the planet.

But he still sent a representative, and the honorary first company commander of the battle group, Arkle Seilius, spoke on his behalf here.

Cole looked in the direction of the throne. Vito suddenly jumped onto the high platform of the throne, but he did not sit there but stood in front of the throne, standing like everyone else.

"My beloved colleagues in the expeditionary force, I must praise and praise our beloved Master Michelang. He told me that the entire planet will be rebuilt within a few years. All the destroyed cities will be rebuilt, and they will be even better than before.

Magnificent and magnificent, how can I not praise him for such outstanding achievements?"

After the marshal praised him so much, everyone around him cast approving glances at Master Michelang, which made the master's face with the horned mustache blush a little. He nodded to Vito in shame, "This is all my fault.

Do, my lord, I wish I could."

"You will definitely do it. I believe in you, Master. I will leave enough supplies and manpower for you to dispatch, and the Adeptus Mechanicus will fully cooperate with you, right? Priest."

"Indeed, so Marshal, according to your order, I have dispatched three work fleets to orbit to standby. In the name of Ohm Messiah, we will rebuild this planet until you are satisfied."

"Haha, how can I make the Adeptus Mechanicus and the people of the entire planet satisfied with me? All this will be decided by Master Michelang." "I, I. This is my honor, sir! I swear not to

You will be disappointed!”

Michelang said nervously, his hands carelessly kneading the hem of his clothes. Vito looked at the nervous master with a smile and then looked at Olaf, his smile became much brighter.

"Ah, welcome back, old wolf. You spent a lot of time hunting." "They are a tough group of opponents, cunning and cruel. I have witnessed their atrocities along the way, so they are indeed worth my time."

Months to go hunting.”

The calm and reliable old wolf was just as Vito remembered him. He looked at the rune priest wearing priest armor in front of him and nodded with a smile, "And you did bring the emperor's judgment to them. You did a good job.

Now I hope you can do another, more difficult job, control Ragnar around you, and don't let him go crazy like before."

"I will try my best to control these wolf cubs, right, brother?" "Ah ha ha ha! This will be harder than killing some traitors, Father Wolf." After Ragnar said this, the wolves behind him also

Everyone burst out laughing, and even Lancelot on the side showed a smile.

The old wolf and Vito looked at each other, and then they both smiled and shrugged. Vito smiled and squinted his eyes and stared at the items on the stone platform in front of his feet. There were not many things on them, which meant that today would not be the day.

Lengthy meetings, fine.

Vito glanced at the navy pistol that was first in line. There was a laser in the holster that was branded with an anchor. The finely crafted laser was branded with the star of the admiral. Vito smiled and looked up.

Cole, "Okay, the greetings are over, let's start today's meeting, you are the first one, Cole, please start."

"As you wish, my lord, I believe everyone has noticed that we have suppressed the rebellion on the planet, and the subsequent reconstruction and reorganization of the planet's order are also proceeding steadily, but all of this will be borne by the Ministry of Government and the Ministry of State Religion and Justice.

function, this planet will soon be back in the arms of the Empire, and this will no longer be our job."

"The role of the expeditionary force is to conquer and fight." "I agree, this place has begun to become a playground for those bureaucratic sissies. We must hurry up and leave before those annoying guys arrive from Terra."

Ragnar bared his teeth and laughed loudly next to the throne. The wolves around him also burst out laughing. Vito glanced at them and showed a smile, "Then Admiral, what do you suggest? Expedition

Where should the army go?"

"Currently, the route to Baal is still shrouded in the shadow of subspace. Navigators and reconnaissance ships are still trying to find any available route, but there are no reliable discoveries yet, so I suggest that we should first start returning to the surrounding star fields.

To facilitate subsequent logistics and transportation work."

The quartermaster beside Cole nodded. He looked up at Vito and raised a hand, "What the captain said is true, sir. The expeditionary force consumes a lot of money, and there are no forging worlds or any supply depots in this system."

, our supplies need to be transported from three full galaxies away, including fuel and ammunition for the fleet, as well as ammunition and food for the combat troops."

The quartermaster wanted to continue talking, but Vito raised his hand to stop him. He smiled bitterly, "Leave these complicated problems to professionals, but Cole is right, we do

We need to deal with the galaxies along the way first."

"That's true, Marshal. The intelligence from the Tribunal claimed a few days ago that there seemed to be some abnormalities in the government of the Balthos system after we left. To put it simply, after we left, the Church of the Church might have messed up.

There have been local uprisings against the Empire, and the system's loyalty has been shaken."
To be continued...