Starting from the Planetary Governor - Chapter 230

Chapter 230: The Evil God Incarnates

“Your new blood… has been trained well. I almost thought they were all veterans.”

Grit said to Martins.

After completing the capture of the surface part of the storage center, when the troops were cleaning up the remaining resistance inside the building, the highest commander of the operation and the consultant lady finally had time to chat with each other.

Martins was proud and a little embarrassed by Grit’s praise.

“Well, they did perform very well. They are the new blood trained and cultivated by the Governor. With the training method of the Phoenix… it is impossible to train such an effect so quickly. However, they are not worthy of your praise as a ‘veteran’. There are still too many immature places.”

“Indeed.” Grit was not talking nonsense, “That’s why I said ‘almost’. They did not do well in some places, such as not being ruthless enough when they attacked, and their ability to strictly abide by the doctrine and adapt to changes was a little poor. They didn’t know how to better protect themselves on the battlefield…” She

talked about a lot of shortcomings, and Martins nodded frequently.

It was indeed true.

They were not ruthless enough because they had not seen enough blood and were not well-trained enough. They did not know how to use the tragic battlefield conditions to give the living enemies a stronger psychological blow. They had not been beaten and did not know that those enemies who gave up resistance might also draw their weapons and shoot them from behind.

Their ability to adapt to changing circumstances was not good enough because they had seen too little and did not dare to change the thinking habits imprinted during training. At the same time, it was difficult for them to think of better solutions in a short period of time. They lacked the ability to make more targeted judgments based on the uniqueness of each battle.

They did not know how to protect themselves, which was reflected in their lack of proficiency in using the power armor on their bodies. The Governor’s training for them obviously did not include this part, and half a year of training for Space Marines was not enough for them to completely turn all their skills into instincts and use them at will. Moreover, when making some action decisions, their risk assessment was not accurate enough. Being reckless was not a problem, but being reckless without knowledge was a problem.

But…

“But even if there are these problems…” Grit said, “That’s just nitpicking. Only by holding them to the standards of a real veteran who has experienced many battles can these problems be pointed out. But in reality? I have seen several regiments, some of whose recruits have become official Space Marines for several years, and they also have similar problems. If they can really correct all these problems, your regiment will not be new blood, or even just official warriors, but a group of elite veterans.”

At this point, Grit looked at Martins with a smile and continued, “To be honest, when I first saw you on the Wrathful Star a year and a half ago, I felt very heavy. Although I really hope that you old comrades can stand up again. But reason tells me that your miserable situation at that time will inevitably lead to extinction in the future. What I didn’t expect is that you really have signs of recovery in a year and a half, and I am really happy for you.”

When he said this, Martins was a little nervous.

On the one hand, the blessing of old friends is of course a happy thing. But he was afraid that Grit would suddenly ask how their gene seed came from.

But immediately, he realized that Grit would not have such a question.

The two of them had not had a detailed discussion about the situation of the Phoenix Chapter, and Grit did not know that the chapter’s gene bank had been completely lost. Now, seeing the eight new blood of the new chapter, her natural reaction was that the gene seed bank accumulated by the Phoenix Chapter had played a role, and she would not think about what the Governor did in it.

No one would think about that because it was unrealistic.

Even if Grit had some doubts, she was wondering why the success rate of the new blood cultivated by the Governor was so high.

But Martins would not deliberately mention these questions, let alone answer them.

If it was misunderstood that the chapter’s seed bank was still there, that would be a good thing.

Although, Martins himself is no longer entangled in this issue. As long as the gene seed is pure and is definitely the seed of the Phoenix, that’s fine. He himself is unwilling to delve into it, let alone expose this matter.

He, Pastor Rizzo, and the other two veterans have decided to bury this matter deep in their hearts.

…

The reason why Martins and Grit have time to chat now is because they are waiting for their soldiers to find further clues.

The surface part of this storage center is obviously not the headquarters of the original Angry Owl Sect.

According to intelligence, their headquarters is underground.

This group of cult members are guarding this place with all their strength, which probably proves that this is the only way to their headquarters.

But where is this entrance? They haven’t found it for a while.

The battle nuns and the demon hunters are doing this.

And the first to get the result are the demon hunters.

A lady came to interrupt their chat.

Martins remembered her.

This is Milia de Jong, one of the several team leaders in this demon hunter team. Martins also knew that she made a lot of contributions in the anti-counterrevolutionary operation of the alliance some time ago.

At this moment, the young captain, with a flushed face, reported a piece of news to him:

“We found an entrance to the underground!”

“Oh? That’s great, thank you for your work.” Martins said this first, then turned around and teased Grit: “It seems that the demon hunters of the alliance are better than your battle sisters in this regard.”

Grit didn’t care: “It saves trouble, it’s better after all.” Martins

turned his sight back and saw that Milia de Jong seemed to have some news to say.

He frowned: “If there is any more information, please report it in detail.”

“Yes!” De Jong shuddered.

She has always been a fearless person. However, when facing the Emperor’s Angel of Death, looking at the other party’s tall body, her height just reached the other party’s belly, and she had to look up hard to see the majestic face of Captain Martins, she still felt a heavy sense of oppression from the bottom of her heart, so that she spoke a little cautiously.

She said carefully, “It’s not that the report is not detailed, it’s just that we are not too sure about this situation…”

Then, she explained the witcher’s discovery in detail to the chapter leader.

After listening to it, Martins frowned.

According to the witchers, they found the underground entrance of the cult headquarters. In addition to their specialized skills in searching and exploring, there is another very important factor, that is, one of them has a special skill of “sensing souls”.

After activating his ability, he found that the white light spots that symbolized the souls of the killed rebels, especially those sorcerers wearing gray robes or even blue robes, were floating to a certain place through a certain path.

His statement made the other demon hunters feel a little strange. But with the idea that it was more or less a clue, they still asked a few people to follow the so-called “soul light spots” that they sensed and went to explore. They

really gained something.

They found a very secret passage in the ventilation duct. When they followed the ventilation duct to the position of a very thick supporting column inside the building, they found that the supporting column was actually a fake, actually hollow, and a downward passage. They

did not act rashly, but just sent people to guard there. When necessary, they could blow up the column, expand the position of the passage, and then attack downward from it.

But before that, the demon hunters were quite concerned about the statement that their companion had discovered about the souls passively floating back to the cult headquarters.

“…We think this is a very bad sign.” De Jong was no longer so nervous when he said this, and his expression naturally took on a serious look. “Those cultists are obviously doing something. This may be their last struggle in despair. But…we have too little information now, and we can’t be sure what they are doing specifically.”

Martins obviously attaches great importance to this clue.

In the past, many experiences of fighting various heretical cultists taught him that he should never underestimate these human traitors who sold their souls to some unknown existence. They always make a big event in some place, causing terrible losses.

Martins turned his head and asked his advisor: “Do you have any ideas?”

Grit frowned and said: “I…I’m not sure, but this may be related to an intelligence we collected before…”

Then, Grit also shared the intelligence she knew.

She spoke very quickly and urgently, and asked Martins to order the team to assemble and prepare for the attack.

According to her, if the situation observed by the demon hunters at this moment is really the same as the intelligence that the battle sisters had investigated before, they should act as quickly as possible.

Martins followed suit and listened carefully to Grit’s story while ordering the team to assemble and prepare for the explosion.

The original Angry Owl Sect, a local cult organization, has the same core goal as many cult organizations seen in the starry sky, which is to make the evil god they believe in come to the world.

And for them, this is not false, but really possible to come true.

Because the evil god they believe in, the original Angry Owl, exists with a prototype, faith, and spiritual energy. This can be seen from the incarnation of the Angry Owl that was summoned during the big event they did in Renaissance City.

Because this is a god with a prototype produced by local beliefs, its power can be projected into the real world.

This monster should be in the abyss of the spiritual world at present, but it has a close connection with the Angry Owl Star. The original Angry Owl sect believed that if they did something right, the evil god would be called to this world.

One of the points is the sacrifice of a large number of souls.

This large number may refer to the number of millions or even tens of millions.

This is also the main reason why they targeted Renaissance City a year and a half ago: at that time, only there was a small area on the Angry Owl Star with a large enough population.

If they wanted to do something similar in the North, the scattered personnel would be a big problem. Even the largest city in the North, the Polar Industrial City, has only 500,000 people.

But after the failure of the operation in Renaissance City, they were under great pressure from the Battle Sisters and the garrison of the Central and Northern Provinces. It has become very difficult to promote the normal operation of the evil god’s advent. The Battle

Sisters once captured a high-level figure of the evil cult, who revealed that the radicals, or the desperate faction in the sect, proposed a plan to forcibly start the revival of the evil god.

Sacrifice as many people as possible, even using all the sorcerers of their sect as seeds and sacrificing them all together, without hesitation.

This move caused a huge disagreement within their sect. The opposition believed that doing so was a pure and meaningless sacrifice. Because it would not be able to successfully awaken their god completely. At most, they could only summon a powerful incarnation.

But if they had to sacrifice the entire sect just for this, it would be too unworthy.

“… But according to our current intelligence, such crazy ideas should be an absolute minority among them. But…”

Martins continued her words: “But if it comes to the critical moment of their life and death, they may have no choice but to fight to the death.”

“So we have to hurry.” Grit said, “The only good news is that the only people they can sacrifice now are the people who died in the Polar Industrial City today, and the number will not be large. The biggest force is still the cultists themselves. We must destroy their plan as quickly as possible, otherwise even if they only summon an incarnation, we will be in big trouble.”

“I understand.”

As he spoke, the blaster was ready. The Space Marines, Battle Sisters, and Demon Hunters were also on standby.

Without wasting time, Martins gave an order, and the passage that was disguised as a building pillar but actually led to the underground was blown up.

The blasting was carried out by a veteran Space Marine himself, and his craftsmanship was quite good. The weight of the explosives and the installation position were just right.

An irregular circular passage of about 6×6 appeared in front of them, and there was a ladder leading down.

After the passage was blasted, the cultists hiding below obviously reacted, and there were sounds coming from inside.

But there is no need to worry too much at this time.

“Down, down, down!” Martins called out. He was wearing a Terminator power armor and jumped down first.

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4k word chapter.

The original timer was set for 11 noon, but it was set to be released directly… So that’s it.

Going to bed, good night.

(End of this chapter)