Volistad, an inconspicuous habitable planet in the Draco star region.
As an agricultural world, its main color is a single patch of blue and a large area of disconnected green onions. The agricultural products it produces supply several large hives in the sector, and it is also the home of retired officers and soldiers of the Astra Militarum.
Place the planet.
Officers and soldiers from this sector will receive a piece of land or a manor on the vast and fertile land of Volistad after they are very lucky to end their service career safely.
This land can be tax-free for ten years, and then you only need to pay enough tithe tax to cultivate it for generations.
For many officers and soldiers from the bottom of the hive city, this temptation is undoubtedly huge, but considering the extremely low survival rate of the Astra Militarum, there are not many lucky ones who actually get this gift.
On the other hand, even if the probability is small, under a huge base, the absolute number can reach an unprecedented height.
The main body of production in Vollistad has always been large private farms. Farmers with their own privileges drive millions of farmers (slaves) to farm for them, earn considerable profits, and have no intention of doing anything.
In terms of investment and construction, the overall level of the planet is still only at the basic industrialization stage.
Most of the time, the serfs received only half of the ration, but compared to the one-third ration of ordinary workers in the hive city, at least they would not be too hungry.
So this planet has always been peaceful.
The most recent war can be traced back to three hundred years ago, when a small force of orcs invaded the planet, but in the end the sector defense forces responded in time and nipped the danger in the bud.
As for other threats, most of them have little interest in such a worthless planet.
But recently, this planet has been anything but peaceful.
Five months ago, due to the continuous accumulation of tithes, a group of serfs who could not bear the oppression, led by a retired soldier named Herni, rose up in rebellion, killed the farmer and burned down the farmer's manor.
Their demand is very simple, that is, they want to become yeoman farmers and they will still pay taxes to the empire - a reasonable tithe.
A large part of these people used to be homesteaders, but due to bankruptcy and many other reasons, they had to become serfs.
Naturally, such a request could not be approved by the Planetary Agriculture Federation. The big landowners, as the main members of the parliament, immediately passed a resolution to mobilize the planetary defense forces and the private guards of their respective families, clamoring to hang all the rebels.
During this process, the Astra Militarum garrisoned in the sector rarely remained silent and did not take any action.
In a sense, this rebellion was something the Astra Militarum was happy to see.
Although the Ministry of Military Affairs and the District Governor signed a clear agreement at the beginning, the resettlement place cannot be changed at will, but as time goes by, those greedy big landowners have been trying every means to encroach on the veteran resettlement places designated by the Ministry of Military Affairs, and the District Governor
, including the legal department, etc., turned a blind eye or made various excuses to shirk it.
The local Astra Militarum were already very annoyed by this.
This rebellion happens to be an opportunity. Once they can intervene, the Ministry of Military Affairs can not only suppress the rebellion, but also severely crack down on the landowners who have occupied the resettlement sites and take back the occupied land.
However, sending troops to quell the rebellion requires the approval of the regional governor, because the Agricultural Federation of Volistad only called the rebellion a "riot" in its report.
If it was just a commotion, then the Astra Militarum would have no reason to take action.
Therefore, a very strange situation has emerged on this agricultural world. On the one hand, the rebellion is getting more and more intense, but on the other hand, the local Astra Militarum has never summoned the Astra Militarum to come to suppress the rebellion, and the Astra Militarum completely pretends that nothing has happened.
Against this background, subspace disturbances suddenly appeared in the high orbit of the planet Volistad.
"Prepare to leap out of subspace, five, four, three, two...one! Shut down the subspace engine!"
Accompanied by the strange vibrations in the high-orbit space, two battleships, one large and one small, slid out of the gorgeous subspace cracks with waves of ripples like fish jumping out of the water.
"The engine runs at low power, long-distance communication is enabled, and the auspicious array is activated."
Under Loken's busy schedule, various instruments and equipment that had been shut down in the subspace woke up one after another. At the same time, massive data rolled into the Thinker's computer array from various sensors, and appeared in different codes in the form of more concise and clear codes.
In the Tech-Priest's storage and arithmetic units.
"Captain Soshyan, all equipment is normal."
Loken simply collected the data, then turned around and spoke to the tall figure in front of the command throne, while also glancing at the other person next to him intentionally or unintentionally.
The rumor that there was suddenly a Space Marine on board was indeed true.
"Okay, let's stop here first."
Soshyan nodded and stared at the very clear planet outside the porthole.
He still doesn't understand the significance of this trip.
"This is the Tianlong Star District..."
Beside him, Thor, who had put on a silver-gray power armor, had his hair cut to his shoulders, and his face was very clean, was also looking at the planet, but his focus was different from Soshyan's.
He was thinking about the memory of this star region and quickly found the key point.
"This is?"
"What?"
Soshyan turned his head.
"Dianlong Star District...well, a big event happened once."
"What is it?"
"If my memory is correct, it was in this sector that the Empire fired the first shot at the Orc Empire of Ullanor."
Soshyan was stunned for a moment. He had never seen this record in the historical files of the archives. Saul looked at him as if he knew what he was confused about, and then said:
"The leader of that battle was Horus."
At this moment, the door to the bridge suddenly opened, and with the sound of piston pumping and heavy footsteps, the Holy Fearless entered the bridge.
For a moment, except for Soshyan and Thor, all the other mortals on the bridge, including Loken, bowed to him.
"Have you arrived at Vollistad?"
Brother Seid's deep voice came from the loudspeaker.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Soshyan tapped his right hand on the console of the command throne a few times, and a huge three-dimensional image of a planet appeared above the bridge.
"We have reached the high orbit of Volistad and can be airborne at any time."
As he spoke, he paused.
"But I still want to ask why we are here. This seems to be an ordinary planet."
"And there are riots going on."
Loken suddenly interjected.
"I just received a sector broadcast. Due to the escalation of the riots in Vollistad, the nearby area has been designated as a military control area. Any ships entering or leaving need to be registered and inspected."
"Ignore them."
Brother Said said forcefully:
"Soshiyang, you lead a team to parachute to the ground. I have a locator here. You can search in the direction indicated above."
As he spoke, a silver disc-shaped object appeared in Brother Said's palm. Loken stretched his head to take a look, and then exclaimed:
"This is a high-precision remote positioning transmission coordinate instrument!"
"Do you still understand this?"
Brother Seid turned to the Tech-Priest below the bridge.
"I...I heard my mentor mention that this is a very rare crystallization of ancient technology. Generally speaking, it is used as a medium in two large transmission arrays. It can avoid complicated rituals and data flows. As long as the correct coordinates are entered,
It allows two large teleportation arrays to be used freely in a very short time."
After listening to Loken’s popular science, Soshyan seemed to have some enlightenment and said:
"Respect, the treasure you are looking for...is in a large teleportation array?"
"Of course, let's fight quickly and deploy the airborne troops as soon as possible."