The governor looked at all the defenses that were being put in place. His world was a real garnison, allowing him to field several battallions of the Imperial Guard for the incoming war. From his observation point, he could see millions of men preparing themselves. Dozens upon dozens of artillery pieces were aiming at the skies. The Sentinels and the Leman Russ were getting into position. Anyone who would try to invade his world would have one warp of a fight to do.
But he wasn't sure it would be enough. He got the word weeks ago that a Tyranid Hive Fleet was heading in his way. He had heard all the tales about those abominations, and if they were as formidable as the rumors said they were, even the impressive army upon his eyes may not be enough. Hadn't they massacred the First Company of Ultramarines in the past ?
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Okay, bad example. ANYBODY could beat the Ultramarines, but nobody admits it in front of them for not making them sad.
Still, he was spending the rare moments of leisure he had at his disposal for praying for a miracle from the God-Emperor. He wasn't sure he would see the end of the week.
His aide suddenly bursted into the room, exhausted from having ran so fast.
« My Lord ! Great news ! The Hive Fleet had changed its course ! »
The governor turned to face his assistant. At the moment, relief and joy was invading his mind.
« - What ! Is this true ?
- Yes, my Lord ! Central Command was completely at lost, but orbital observation did prove that the Tyranids are no longer coming this way ! In fact, it's as if they completely lost interest in invading our world ! They don't even seem to realize we exist anymore !
- The God-Emperor be blessed, this is a miracle ! Do we have any explanations !
- None at all, my Lord ! »
The assistant read his notes again, as he reminded a little detail.
« Though they do seem to have changed their course when a small spaceship got out of the Warp near our planet... »
The Burger Marines' cruiser Emperor's glorious sandwich was pushing its engines to the maximum, but it could barely keep the distance between the Hive Fleet and it. The Tyranids were constantly coming closer, and the two Marines in board didn't know what to do. It wasn't any easier for them with their hull being completely filled with various meals ordered by the planet's Guardsmen in anticipation of the battle.
« I knew something would go wrong with this delivery ! » Said one of the Astartes.