Chapter 133

Loser planet, space orbit.

The Conqueror-class cruiser hovered in space. Horn frowned, watching dozens of landing ships being destroyed by the orbital defense artillery on the ground.

He was already full of fire and had nowhere to vent, so he immediately pointed the finger at the "incompetent nobles": "A bunch of insects! Damn waste, actually even the planetary orbital defense device fell into the hands of Chaos, they are simply a shame!"

However, venting is venting, and the problems that have to be faced still have to be faced. Generally, in such a situation, there are only two paths to choose from.

Either, with the advantage of quantity, organize a large number of orbital drop pods. Even if the orbital defense artillery is dense, there will ultimately be fish that slip through the net, and it is impossible to intercept them all.

The disadvantage of this method is obvious, that is, it will cause a large number of unnecessary personnel damage. Considering that the landing position cannot be accurately located, even if it lands on the surface of Loser, it is very difficult to find the target person in the encirclement of the heretics.

As for the second method... it is a bit heretical.

Use psionic energy to directly open a one-way teleportation channel between the spaceship and the Loser planet.

The advantage is that doing so can save a lot of personnel damage, thereby concentrating on breaking through the encirclement of the heretics, and the possibility of finding the target is greater. But the disadvantage is... the teleportation gate cannot be accurately located!

It is possible to be teleported to the surface, but it is also possible to open your eyes and find that you have been teleported to the core, mantle, or even the cracks in the mountain wall, turning into a puddle of meat paste!

At this moment, a message interrupted his thinking.

The star signal transmitted by the astropath relay station projected a three-dimensional image of a man with a tall body, wearing power armor, a firm and square face, and an extraordinary bearing.

"Respected Mr. Horn Valerius, we are the 2nd Company of the Watchers Chapter, Raymond Polian, ordered by the Chapter Master, and are about to arrive at the Loser planet. Please briefly describe the content of this mission."

Raymond's star signal made the irritable Horn feel much better: "Captain Polian, the type of this mission is a rescue mission. I need you to help me save a person in the hive city raging with heretics."

Rescue mission... Raymond pondered for a while. The difficulty of this mission is not as simple as an assault mission. After all, finding the rescue target accurately and in detail in a hive city with a large number of people is not an easy task.

Besides, what if the rescue target is dead?

Even if not dead, what if you can't find it?

These problems are what Raymond needs to consider. Their Chapter is to build a good relationship with the Valerius Rogue Trader dynasty, not to offend him!

"With all due respect, Mr. Horn, the difficulty of the rescue mission is very high, you should be very clear..." Raymond hesitated for half a second and said truthfully: "We need more detailed information to judge the difficulty of this mission and whether it can be completed."

"I will let the machine spirit transmit all the information about Loser to your cruiser."

Horn paused for half a second, then said meaningfully: "Of course, including this time, I invited you to dispatch, a little bit of my personal heart. If you can rescue the target, I will also offer a price that will satisfy your entire Chapter!"

On the other side.

Inside the strike cruiser, Raymond flipped through the information, and his brows wrinkled into a "chuan" shape. He originally thought it was just an ordinary heretic rebellion, but the information everywhere revealed that the situation on Loser was far from as simple as it looked.

Before rushing to the battlefield every time, Raymond is accustomed to analyzing existing information and then deducing the truth bit by bit. This habit has allowed his company to turn danger into safety several times.

And this time, it is no exception.

But after seeing the information about Loser, Raymond was silent. Until the battle brother beside him really couldn't stand it and asked, breaking the silence: "Captain, this mission... is it very difficult?"

"No, on the surface, the difficulty of the mission is very low."

Raymond frowned and said in a deep voice: "The only difficulty lies in how to avoid the orbital defense artillery, but we have Thunderhawk gunships, this is not difficult to handle."

After speaking, he hesitated for half a second, looking at the battle brothers gathered in the command room, and said with some worry: "But I always feel that this planet is not that simple."

"The approximate location of the target person?"

Beside Raymond, a tall and burly man asked impatiently, eager to try: "Captain, let's not hesitate, this kid is a gold mine!"

There are not many people who can use "gold mine" to describe.

It just so happens that the rescue target this time, Alvin Valerius, is one of them. As the last descendant heir of the Valerius family, Horn offered a sky-high price!

Regardless of whether the Watchers Chapter can rescue the target person, the supplies for their entire Chapter for the next three years will be provided by Valerius. And if they can rescue the target person, Horn will open the recruitment rights of hundreds of population worlds in his territory to the Watchers Chapter, and offer dozens of sets of master-crafted power armor, master-crafted power swords, etc., which can be described as luxurious!

Saying that kid is a gold mine is a bit belittling!

So, that person urged the Captain, lest the fat meat that reached his mouth be snatched away by others.

"You are right..."

Even Raymond was a bit unable to sit still by the conditions offered by Horn. What their Watchers Chapter lacks most is a stable recruitment world.

It just so happens that Horn made up for this.

Moreover, there are dozens of sets of master-crafted power armor. The preciousness of that thing, looking at the entire Astartes, not many people are qualified to wear it, which shows how rare it is!

And Horn actually took out dozens of sets in one breath!

If it weren't inappropriate, Raymond even wanted to go and rob. He thought to himself that it's no wonder the Chapter Master let them set off immediately after accepting the distress signal.

"Let the 3rd, 4th, and 5th squads drive the Thunderhawk gunships and prepare to implement a forced landing." Raymond finally made up his mind, looking at the planet in the universe, and said in a deep voice: "Lyon, remember that the primary goal of this mission is to rescue the target person: Alvin Valerius, followed by eliminating the heretics!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

In the narrow corridor, burly men wearing pure white power armor, hanging shrines at their waists, and with a body size of about 2.5 meters, stepped into the Thunderhawk assault gunship with heavy steps.

The next moment, the Thunderhawk assault gunship sailed out of the cabin door.

In an extremely high-speed state, dragging firelight around its body, like a meteorite, it was fiercely smashed toward the surface of Loser!

At the same time, Tuck led the 3rd Company squad to successfully destroy the planetary orbital defense cannon, making the threat in the sky disappear completely.

"That is..."

Tuck widened his eyes, looking at the fiery red stream of light cutting through the sky, and after noticing that it was a Thunderhawk gunship, the whole person was a bit uncontrollably excited: "It's the Emperor's angels, the Emperor's angels are here!!!"