mtl008 Chapter 222: Repair and withdraw floating life
Chapter 222: Repair and withdraw floating life
When they heard that Moster was not dead, although the morale of the orcs collapsed, they at least knew that there is still hope, so they broke through dragging Moster's crippled body.
This was because the various weapons of the orc master made it impossible for the regiment that was short of manpower and artillery to pose an effective threat to them.
When night fell, the remaining Space Marines finally returned to Vulkan. They looked at the shiny black Primarch in the campfire and sat beside each other in silence.
There are 85 people in total, plus the ship guards of Flame of Glory, there are a total of 214 surviving Space Marines.
The Fire Covenant lost about 120 men, not counting the casualties among the reserve forces, and the number of servitors and crew members was so high that they had not yet been fully screened. The high casualties were a record high for the chapter.
The Zakli Think Tank, who was affected by the backlash of psychic energy, lost one eye and no treatment could recover. However, he did not care and wrote furiously by the campfire.
Priest Xi Ze was still alive. His thick sternum blocked the orc's axe's blow. Although it was broken in half, it would not take his life.
Captain Frank of the 10th Company had a broken arm. He rushed forward and jumped into the team that wanted to take Most away. His courage was commendable, but the ending was not good.
Captain John of the Fifth Company and Captain Gilmore of the Sixth Company guarded the flame of hope and protected the safety of the Flame of Glory. One was shot in the abdomen and the other had his hand broken, both were minor injuries.
Garcia is still alive, and as long as Tech Sergeant Dean repairs the robotic arm, he can immediately go to the battlefield.
Morton and his team of medical servitors had to work overtime, as hundreds of gene seeds were waiting to be retrieved and hundreds of Space Marines were waiting to be treated.
Oh yeah, Abel is dead.
"No sacrifice is too great! Our Primarch has returned! The death of our brothers is of greater value than anything else!
We have accomplished a feat that no other Chapter, no other organization, has been able to accomplish, and the name of the Fire Covenant will resound throughout the galaxy in the future.
All the Chapters will know that we brought back the great Primarch, and the descendants of the Eighteenth Legion will also know that we found the father of the Legion!"
The priest spoke passionately, not caring at all about the hideous wound on his chest, or whether swinging his arms would make the injury worse.
"My Lord Primarch, you have been away from the Imperium for too long. It is normal that you are not familiar with us. We are a chapter created by the Codex Astartes."
Vulkan just looked at everything around him quietly, without words or movements.
"Great Lord of Fire Dragon, we are a descendant of your legion, an offshoot of the gene seed of the Fire Lizards. You and I are of the same origin."
Silence is like a world of death.
The Space Marines around all took off their helmets, and their bright eyes revealed a fierce look.
They often looked at Vulkan, who was sitting cross-legged among the crowd but was silent, and then quickly looked away as if they couldn't believe it.
"The Fire Dragon Lord is not what I imagined. He is a little...too quiet."
"He may not be used to life back home. After all, he has been living on an orc planet and no one talks to him."
"..."
They huddled together and whispered, looking at the gray-black armor on Vulkan and the exquisite sword in Lin Heng's hand.
Pastor Caesar recounted what had happened and the current situation of the empire since Vulkan disappeared in the Beast War, but the only response he got from Vulkan was the sound of his breathing.
Pastor Caesar and the think tank looked at each other, all of them confused about what was happening at the moment. Then they called Lin Heng to ask him if he had any ideas.
"Why doesn't the Primarch talk much? Was he like this on that Ork planet?"
Lin Heng scratched his head and said:
"Although he didn't talk much, he wasn't as dumb as he is now...Didn't I tell you? He has lost his memory."
Zakri nodded and continued writing. Pastor Caesar looked back at the Primarch who was observing the galaxy and said to himself:
"You can't be silent just because you have lost your memory... It really seems like you don't remember anything."
Lin Heng lowered his head and stroked the sword that was still shining coldly, thinking that this thing was probably a beacon set up by Vulcan. With this thing, Vulcan could accurately come to Lin Heng.
Coincidentally, Lin Heng did not have this sword in his hand. After losing it for several months, it finally ended up in Moster's hands.
After much thought, all Lin Heng could guess was that an orc on the battlefield had picked up the sword, and it was handed over through layers of authority, and finally ended up in Saramago's hands.
As a result, Saramago met Most while escaping. The orcs had only one leader, so when two tigers fought, one of them would be injured.
Saramago died, and Most got the sword. In the end, Lin Heng discovered the opponent's whereabouts, set up a plan, fought, and Vulcan returned.
It was such a coincidence that even he himself couldn't believe it. Everything happened unintentionally.
If Lin Heng had not wanted to change the way reserve soldiers were selected, the inside story of Noshimo Star would not have been discovered.
If no inside information is discovered, the Chapter will not engage in astropathic communication.
If the Think Tank had not let him try to understand the star language, he would not have discovered the situation of the Orc ship.
If Vulkan had not gone through so much trouble to fight the orcs to the last lesson, wouldn't his return have been too far away from everyone else?
Everything seems to be a coincidence, a coincidence that cannot go wrong. But is there something unreasonable in the coincidence? Has anyone touched the thread of fate?
Did the Emperor take action...and did the guy who was scheming also pay attention to the battlefield?
Lin Heng couldn't guess. He wanted to ask Gollum if there were any changes in Vulkan before he was teleported, but in front of so many people, he thought about it and gave up, even though Vulkan was with them.
So he asked, "Pastor Caesar, what is our next step?"
"Huh...home."
Going home, of course, means returning to Holy Terra. Although the destination is good, there is no need to tell Lin Heng about the journey back, as he himself knows that it will not be smooth sailing.
Because now the first step for everyone is to repair the Flame of Glory, and the ship can still float in space at this moment, thanks to the powerful machine soul.
Therefore, everyone must collect supplies as quickly as possible to repair the ship. Although the main force of the orcs has retreated, there are still a large number of remnants of orcs in the surrounding area.
The current situation of the regiment is no longer suitable for continuing to fight, so the best choice is to repair the ships and escape quickly.
So at daybreak, everyone stuffed Vulcan into the Thunderhawk gunship. His body was too big so he had to crawl in. Although it was a bit ugly, he just lay there for a while.
Anyway, he had nothing to refute. After all, Vulkan stopped talking after he got on board and sat on the deck where the small plane was parked without saying a word.
At first, the Space Marines often went to Vulkan to chat, but over time they found that he was really no different from a sculpture.
Seeing that there was no hope of contact, everyone had to do their own job and no longer focus on Vulkan.
Lin Heng and his group of surviving soldiers were unable to rest either. Since they were tasked with repairing the warship, the materials could not appear out of thin air, so new tasks were assigned.
The orcs' unfinished warship was dismantled. It was a good thing that the orcs only made a shell. If they had added an engine or something, it would have been the orcs' stuff.
Lin Heng didn't plan to take the fighter plane because half of the hull was made of orcs' stuff. If it didn't explode immediately after flying out, even if everyone was lucky enough to take off.
Fifteen days later, after hard work by the remaining crew members, everyone was finally able to leave Noshimo.
Although the orc problem on the planet has not been solved, they can only leave this problem to the Imperial Navy. After all, the Primarch is the most critical to them.
It's a pity that the outer armor of the ship has been repaired, but in comparison, there are still quite a lot of orcs and fart spirits left in those tiny pipes.
No one knew how they got in. If they were not removed in time and the spores in their body fluids were allowed to grow, their ship might explode one day while they were flying.
Therefore, the Flame of Glory could only maintain sub-light speed flight, and could not make a subspace jump until all blockages in the pipes were cleared and all leaks were repaired.
In the following twenty days, Lin Heng also acted as a coach and began to provide targeted training for the remaining thirty or so recruits. After all, what the regiment lacked now was manpower.
While training with the group of new recruits, Lin Heng finally understood the feelings of the previous Space Marines.
I understood why Captain Garcia was not enthusiastic about him at the time. It was because the gene seed vaccinated by a certain recruit was previously the recipient of Abel's.
"Do you know who your last recipient was? Soldier!"
"Report to Commander Lin Heng, I don't know."
"His name is Abel Twenster. He is a very hard-working warrior. He never shows mercy when facing aliens and he cares deeply for his brothers! Are you worthy enough to be his successor?"
"I can, sir!"
"You're nothing! Do 100 push-ups right now!
What are you looking at! You were inoculated with Lawson Fell's gene seed, and he is a warrior who can tear orcs apart with his bare hands. Can you do it? "
Lin Heng grabbed the collar of the young man in front of him and spit all over his face. The pastor couldn't help but let Lin Heng go off the court to have a real rest during the break.
"Scout Lin Heng, I think you can go for a new transformation surgery."
Lin Heng snorted, then nodded and walked towards the medical station to begin his tenth and eleventh transformation operations.
The tenth, vision control, is located at the base of the brain, allowing the Space Marine's eyes to see in the dark and see farther.
The eleventh, Lyman's Ear, can consciously enhance or filter sounds in a specific band without causing dizziness or nausea due to lack of sense of direction.