Warhammer: Starting as a Planetary Governor

Chapter 348 - 349: Tyranid Nightmare – The Ork-Bug Boss?!

The drifting green mist wasn't some kind of fog or poisonous gas—it was Ork spores.

The Savior had ordered the Ork Re

In such a colossal war, if even a third of these billions made it to Baal alive, that would be a victory.

As for making it back alive—

Only the Emperor could help them now.

Aboard the command ship, in the officer's quarters—

The luxurious compartment included a bedroom, office, dressing room, washroom, and dedicated servants.

In the past—

Its owner would be sipping vintage wine from across the Imperium in the lounge.

But now—

He had no such mood.

The young commander of the Astra Militarum—one of the Imperium's finest—was kneeling before the Emperor's shrine:

"Under the witness of the stars, I, a loyal subject of the Imperium, offer this solemn prayer to You,

O Emperor, Master of Mankind—

Guide me across the stars.

Let Your divine light illuminate my path.

May I arrive safely at my destination under Your protection.

May Your will be with me until my mission is complete.

For the Emperor.

For the Imperium!"

Through subtle signs, the young officer had already sensed—

The terrible fate that awaited him.

But he accepted it willingly.

He only hoped that he and his soldiers would survive the journey to the battlefield—so that, as the Emperor's coin, they could serve their purpose with value.

In truth—

This young commander had already pulled some strings to have a letter sent back to Holy Terra.

A final letter.

A last will.

He had known from the moment he accepted the order to participate in this horrific war that survival was no longer in the cards.

...

Middeck Barracks Area

Armed voidsman Ely patrolled the rust-covered corridors, lasgun in hand.

He had to stay alert and prepared to respond to any conflict or threat.

Every ship in the Imperial fleet had its own contingent of armed voidsmen—

Tasked with dealing with internal threats aboard the vessel.

Once a voidsman was assigned to a specific ship, there was no going back.

From that day forward—

He was part of the ship, and the ship was part of him.

Armed voidsmen participated in a solemn induction rite, drinking from a fluid extracted from the ship itself—spiced machine-oil—so that the ship's essence would flow in their veins.

Just like they flowed through the ship's artery-like corridors and tunnels.

They swore an oath to slay any who would endanger the vessel or its commanding officers.

Typically—

Once assigned, a voidsman would never leave that ship again, not until retirement or death.

And those who lived to retire were the rarest of all.

The dangers aboard these vessels were no less deadly than those on the ground.

Long-term warp travel brought its own horrors: twisted mutants, Genestealers hiding in decks and ducts, engine rooms full of haunting anomalies…

Even dangerous stowaways.

Even daemons.

"Hey, did you hear the rumor?"

Ely suddenly asked his fellow voidsman beside him.

"They say after we reach the destination, everyone is going planetside. No return orders. The command's coming tomorrow.

And not just us—

Even the deck slaves who mop the floors are getting issued lasguns.

They're going down with us…"

Ely had always believed he'd either retire safely from this ship or die in one of its onboard conflicts.

He had never imagined he'd be forced to disembark midway.

What the hell was going on?

This strange and unsettling news left him confused.

"Quit listenin' to garbage rumors."

His partner didn't take it seriously.

"That crazy old coot near the chapel keeps saying there's a monster with red skin, long tongue, and horns living down in the ship's underdeck.

Like hell those things exist."

The two voidsmen's footsteps echoed and faded as they continued their patrol—

Their conversation trailing off into the shadows of the corridor.

From inside a sealed passageway—

A rough, growling voice muttered in the darkness:

"Tch… that brat wasn't talkin' 'bout no ghost story…

Sounds like he meant a Bloodletter, one o' them daemon brats…"

(End of Chapter)

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