[Warhammer: Starting as a Planetary Governor] Chapter 136/137 (Patreon)

"Help us!"
"Help... us!"

The voice of the Chaos creature became hoarse and horrifying as it flailed its tentacles wildly, attempting another attack.

However, the tentacles struck nothing but air.

Unwilling to accept defeat, the monster lunged directly at Eden.

What greeted it, however, was a golden iron fist.

"Damned Chaos creature!"

Eden smashed the Chaos monster to the ground with a powerful punch, then stomped on it to keep it pinned.

Looking at the struggling monster underfoot, he felt only pity.

The cries for help earlier had come from this deceptive Chaos creature.

It was likely that no living person remained in this starport.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The golden bolter roared.

Eden emptied the clip, ending the creature's life.

Afterward, following his orders, the Mechanicus arrived under the escort of the Defense Forces and began repairing the communications equipment in the control hall.

Once the equipment was operational, Eden addressed the survivors of the starport through the transmitter.

"To the survivors of Starspire Port, this is your Governor, Eden Grant.

If you are still alive, stay in a safe place and wait for our rescue.

Please note, if you see xenos with the Aquila insignia, do not panic or attack. They will not harm you.

If it is safe to do so, you may attempt to send a distress signal to help the rescue team locate you more quickly..."

Eden paused to add, "Survivors, the worst is behind us. Hold on, and we will bring you home!"

After the broadcast, Eden led the Imperial Guards to other critical areas, continuing their search for survivors.

This starport resembled a small city, its overlapping areas and labyrinthine structure making the search a time-consuming task.

He could only hope someone had survived.

Starport Food Storage Warehouse

Knock, knock, knock.

Someone lightly knocked on the steel door.

A man's voice, slightly anxious, called out:
"Open the door, I'm here to save you!"

"Hurry up! The monsters are coming!"

But no one responded.

After several attempts, the man grew agitated, his voice turning hoarse and menacing.

"Open the door!"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The steel door shuddered violently.

Something outside was pounding on it with great force.

Inside the storage warehouse, the survivors held their breath, covering their mouths in fear of alerting the Chaos creature outside.

The creature pounded on the door for a while but failed to budge it.

After several futile attempts, it seemed to give up and walked away with heavy footsteps.

Once the noise outside subsided, the survivors finally exhaled in relief.

"Phew, that damned monster is finally gone," sighed the bearded Saylor, looking at Tis.

"Do you think the people on the surface will come to save us?"

"Of course, they'll come to save us!"

Tis, her skin dark and her repair suit stained with grease, exuded a muscular and battle-hardened demeanor.

As a senior mechanic of the starport, her mechanical arm, equipped with tools like a circular saw and a flamethrower, had proven invaluable during the chaos. She had saved many lives and become the leader of the survivors.

However, she was now heavily bandaged, clearly nursing serious injuries.

Before she could say more, someone retorted:
"You said that last time, too. We waited a whole month, and no one came!"

"Yeah, our food is gone! We're all going to starve to death here."

"And your last plan got several people killed!"

The survivors grumbled incessantly.

Inside the storage warehouse, there was no food left.

Starving and desperate, many had stopped listening to Tis.

Those who could still complain were the lucky ones.

Most were too weak from hunger to even speak, lying on the ground in silence.

Hearing their complaints, Tis remained silent.

She wasn't confident the surface dwellers would come to their rescue either.

But she had sent out a distress signal.

Not long ago, she had organized a suicide squad to sneak into the communications hall during a brief lull in the Chaos creatures' activity.

Fortunately, they had managed to activate the equipment and contact the surface.

Unfortunately, the creatures attacked just as they made contact.

Tis had only enough time to shout one phrase to the surface:

"Help us!"

Then the connection was severed.

Under the monsters' onslaught, her team had scattered, and only half of them made it back.

Half a month had passed since then, and the survivors were now completely out of supplies.

Technically, there was still one batch of food in the warehouse.

Tis glanced at the pile of ant-cattle canned meat in the corner.

This batch of cans, meant for the Defense Forces, had inexplicably been left behind in the warehouse.

But the cans were long expired and deemed inedible.

The warning labels on the boxes made that clear:

"Happy Ant-Cattle Meat
— Nothing says victory over xenos like a delicious meal!"

WARNING!!!

Feeding ant-cattle meat to canines is strictly prohibited.

Violators will face immediate execution for 'assaulting a superior officer.

'Ensure the meat is deboned, marinated, inspected for burrow larvae, and cooked for no less than four days.

Use a bayonet to check for signs of reactivation before marinating again.

Caution: The surprises in ant-cattle meat cans can be fatal.

If activated, you will not be posthumously honored for being killed by xenos.

Due to the Warp's temporal anomalies, the expiration date may be off by up to ten years.

Tis sighed. Cooking ant-cattle meat was an arduous task requiring long cooking times and ample fuel.

Without proper preparation, the parasites in the meat could be deadly.

And the survivors had long since run out of fuel.

Suddenly, Tis noticed someone sneaking a can of ant-cattle meat and attempting to open it.

"Stop!"

She rushed to intervene but was too late.

"Get lost! I want meat!"

The man's eyes were bloodshot, clearly driven mad by hunger.

He tore open the can.

Tis halted, her mechanical arm deploying a blade in readiness.

The man hesitated, but the can seemed normal.

He sneered and laughed mockingly:
"See? Nothing happened. You've been lying to us!"

Encouraged, the others turned on Tis, blaming her.

They rushed toward the cans, eager to grab the ant-cattle meat.

"Don't touch them! It's dangerous! Are you all insane?"

Bearded Saylor stepped in front of the pile, trying to reason with the crowd:
"The boss said this meat is dangerous and can't be eaten!"

Tis, aware of the true danger, acted decisively.

Grabbing a survivor, she pressed her blade to their neck, her gaze cold:

"Anyone who dares touch the cans will die!"

The survivors froze, fear evident in their eyes.

"You damned bitch! You just want us to starve while hoarding the food for yourself!"

A woman glared at Tis with venomous hatred, her words igniting the crowd.

Overcome by hunger, the survivors disregarded Tis and began looting the cans in frenzy.

They couldn't wait to savor the supposedly delicious ant-cattle meat.

(End of Chapter)

The survivors frantically looted the ant-cattle cans.

The man who had first opened one huddled in a corner, ready to savor the rare "delicacy."

He scooped out a piece of the meat and brought it to his mouth.

But then, the ant-cattle meat began to wriggle.

Startled by the sudden mutation, the man froze.

Panicked, he tried to throw the meat away, only to find his hand stuck to it.

A sharp pain followed.

Something was burrowing into his hand!

Writhing in agony, the man screamed:
"Help me!"

He looked toward Tis, his eyes full of regret and desperation, pleading for her help.

But before Tis could react, parasites burst violently from the meat.

Splurt!

The parasites' sharp mandibles pierced through the man's eyes and throat, gnawing hungrily at his flesh.

His blood-curdling screams echoed throughout the storage warehouse.

More parasites emerged from the ant-cattle meat, scuttling in search of new victims.

Several others were attacked, their cries of pain joining the chaos.

The sight terrified the rest of the survivors. Screaming, they abandoned the cans and ran to Tis, seeking her protection.

A woman's scream cut through the chaos.

The same spiteful woman who had earlier opened a can now found herself entangled by parasites.

They crawled into her mouth and burst out from her eyes, consuming her body with savage ferocity.

"Tis, save me! Please!"

The woman collapsed to her knees, begging for salvation.

But it was too late.

Tis, her gaze tinged with sorrow, shook her head slightly. There was no saving her now.

The woman died in torment and regret.

The horror didn't end there.

After feasting on flesh, the parasites turned their attention to the crowd, slithering toward them with deadly intent.

Tis's expression hardened. She slashed her hand with a blade, drawing blood, and activated the rotating saw on her mechanical arm.

She intended to use her blood to draw the parasites away, preventing further casualties.

Bearded Saylor, clutching a knife, followed close behind her.

The parasites noticed Tis and launched themselves at her.

With skill and precision, she cut down the parasites mid-air with her saw, while Saylor handled those that got past her.

Together with a few brave survivors, they managed to eradicate every parasite.

The survivors carefully cleaned the warehouse, sealing the corpses and remaining meat into steel containers to prevent further incidents.

No one dared speak of eating the ant-cattle meat again.

They stayed as far away from the cans as possible, as though the parasites might emerge at any moment.

The incident left a heavy mark on the survivors.

In total, just two cans of ant-cattle meat had resulted in six deaths.

Had more cans been opened, the parasites would have wiped them all out.

Despair settled over the group once more, with some sobbing quietly.

"Miss Tis," Saylor asked hesitantly, "do you think we'll survive?

The distress signal has been sent. They'll come for us, right?"

All eyes turned to Tis, hoping for a reassuring answer.

She leaned against the door, silent.

She didn't have an answer.

The starport had been abandoned for five years, with no resupply or rescue.

Would the powerful figures on the surface bother to save them?

Perhaps they had already lost their value as people worth saving...

Just as despair gripped the survivors, a crackling sound came from the nearby sound projector.

It caught everyone's attention.

Eden's voice echoed from the device:

"Survivors of Starspire Port, this is your Governor, Eden Grant.

If you're still alive, stay safe and wait for our rescue..."

The survivors' eyes lit up with renewed hope.

"Did you hear that? They're coming to save us!"

"It's the Governor! He's here to save us!"

"By the Emperor's grace, we'll survive!"

"Long live the Governor!"

A smile spread across Tis's face. Her efforts hadn't been in vain.

The Governor was coming to save them.

As the survivors prepared to make noise to signal their location, Tis suddenly shouted:
"Silence! Chaos creatures are coming!"

The cheers stopped abruptly.

The survivors knew all too well that making noise around Chaos creatures was a death sentence.

Soon, heavy footsteps echoed closer.

Several Chaos creatures were approaching!

Bang!

Drawn by the scent of blood in the warehouse, the creatures roared and slammed into the steel doors.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The heavy steel doors trembled under their relentless assault. Screws popped loose.

The doors wouldn't hold much longer.

"Help me hold this!"

Tis reacted quickly, bracing the doors with her mechanical arm.

The survivors rushed to assist her, but their efforts were ultimately futile.

The door shook violently, on the verge of collapse.

At the height of the survivors' despair, a terrifying screech rang out.

Hiss!
"For the Emperor!"

Accompanied by mechanical clanks and grinding gears, the new arrivals clashed with the Chaos creatures.

Screams, snarls, and the sound of flesh being torn filled the air.

"What are those things?"

"Could they be the xenos the Governor mentioned? The ones that won't harm humans?"

"Nonsense! No xenos would spare humans!"

One survivor shouted back:
"I don't care what they are! If they're here to save us, I'm on their side!"

"Yeah, they're here to help!"

The survivors watched hopefully, rooting for the strange newcomers to defeat the Chaos creatures.

Some even cheered:
"Come on! For the Emperor! Kill those Chaos scum!"

The battle outside ended swiftly.

No more sounds came from the Chaos creatures.

"Survivors..."

Eden's calm voice came through the projector:
"The Chaos creatures have been eliminated. You're safe now."

"We're saved!"

Relief washed over the survivors as cheers erupted. Tis let out a long-held breath, her tension finally easing.

We survived!

The steel doors creaked open as the gears turned.

But instead of salvation, a towering Chaos creature stood before them, over two meters tall.

At its feet lay the bodies of the armored xenos and several Chaos creatures.

"You finally opened the door..."

The creature spoke in Eden's voice, its twisted face radiating glee.

The survivors fell into despair.

They had been deceived.

The Chaos creature gripped the doorframe, ready to force its way in.

Nothing could stop it now.

Just as fear reached its peak, the creature was yanked backward.

"You dare impersonate me?"

Eden slammed the creature to the ground, pummeling it with his golden fists until its flesh and blood splattered.

He delivered a final kick, shaking off the blood on his hand, and ordered his guards:
"Finish it."

Ignoring the creature, Eden turned to the survivors, his expression softening into a warm smile.

"Survivors, you're safe now. Welcome home."

Behind him, the guards raised their bolters, unleashing a barrage of gunfire on the Chaos creature.

Its agonized screams ended as it was reduced to a bloody pulp.

We're saved!

Tis's emotions overflowed as she dropped to her knees, tears streaming freely.

"Governor!"

She sobbed uncontrollably, her pent-up emotions finally released.

Following a thorough sweep of the royal district, all Chaos creatures in Starspire Port were eradicated.

Tens of thousands of survivors were rescued from various areas.

With the Chaos creatures dealt with, supplies of energy, food, and more were transported from the surface, along with nearly 300,000 new inhabitants.

The Mechanicus deployed nearly their entire force, taking over the starport to carry out critical tasks in fleet construction.

Soon, the starport resumed full operations.

Starport Command Center

In a luxurious room, Eden stood by the viewport, holding a glass of red wine as he gazed at the stars.

"It's time to salvage the ships from the Warp!"

(End of Chapter)

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