Stars for the good Warhammer

The Empire of Man.

Within the orbit of Jupiter in the solar system.

Under the close supervision of Terra and the Mechanicus fleet, with the successful launch of the assembly line and intelligent modules, an orbital dock built mainly from high-energy alloys that can accommodate four battleships and 21 small and medium-sized battleships at the same time has now been announced Successfully completed.

This is an automated assembly factory using Star Technology that was established based on the content signed in the Ultramar Agreement. As part of the technical assistance, the Ashes Alliance will refit and upgrade the Imperial ships in need for a fee. Basic maintenance.

Since there are no restrictions on service recipients in the agreement, in theory, in addition to the ships of the Imperial Navy and Space Marines, as long as the corresponding price can be paid, including the private ships of nobles or rogue traders. You can also enjoy these expensive but value-for-money services.

Because of this, long before the assembly plant was officially put into use, the relevant reservation orders had been scheduled to seven years later. However, it should be noted that the price charged by the alliance was not the most common Sky Eagle coin in the empire. , but such as alien technology or some precious and rare resources.

As for how to judge the specific value of these things, it is Chamille's job.

As one of the twenty-one original knights, and one of the few women among the members, this situation gave her a headache when she was responsible for managing the assembly plant.

While being sent to a foreign country alone, he also had to deal with those arrogant and boring nobles and mountains of paperwork all day long. This was tantamount to torture in Chamier's opinion.

Although politics and diplomatic etiquette are indeed her strengths, compared to these, Chamille's heart is still yearning for the battlefield, looking forward to the moment when she can kill a powerful enemy with her own hands. Unfortunately, her father never gave her such a chance. A chance to prove myself.

In the slightly messy manager's office, Chamille was concentrating on drafting a report, recording in detail the operation of the assembly plant, including information on the ships it had served, and the information collected during this period. Important information about Terra and the Human Empire is also one of her jobs as an emissary.

But just when the report was about to be written, a communication from the outside suddenly interrupted her train of thought.

"Lord Chamuel, a delegation of imperial envoys has just applied for a visit. They are currently waiting in Port Area 63, including Robert Guilliman."

Regarding the sudden visit from the empire, a hint of complaint flashed across Chamille's face, and he was obviously troubled by this.

However, due to her identity as the messenger, after a few seconds of silence, she finally responded helplessly.

"I know I'll go right away."

The moment he stood up, his long golden hair fell down from his shoulders.

Not long after, Chamille, who had readjusted his mentality, came to the port area.

But from afar, the first thing Chamuel saw was a large group of curious Mechanicus members who seemed to be on an outing. At this time, those red-robed people were scattered all over the dock deck, looking at the harbor with great interest. Each piece of equipment in the area is discussed.

Occasionally, there would even be some arguments and some fierce binary swear words coming out of the factory. She was already used to this situation. After all, Mars, the headquarters of the Mechanicus, was right next door.

As early as the day when the dock laid its first fulcrum within the orbit of Jupiter, countless Mechanicus ships came to watch the entire process of the dock's construction on the grounds of protecting the construction site. At most, they even blocked the Jupiter route. It's blocked.

Among the crowd, the giant in blue power armor was standing quietly in front of the semi-open port area, silently watching the Glory Queen-class battleship docked inside. At this moment, a large number of mechanical devices were working on it. The ancient flagship's hull is being meticulously scanned.

Some mechanical tentacles penetrated deep into every crevice of the deck, carefully examining ancient lines that had not been inspected for tens of thousands of years.

Although some members of the Adeptus Mechanicus have publicly opposed this, believing that it would lead to the leakage of certain precious technologies to these outsiders, and that this crude inspection method is also disrespectful and blasphemous to the machine soul, in order to be able to complete FTL as soon as possible After upgrading and modifying the engine and supporting systems, the Primarch finally handed over this precious battleship to the hands of the Alliance.

Soon, a firm and passionate voice came from behind him.

"On behalf of the Alliance, I welcome you all to come from afar."

When Guilliman turned around, he saw a tall and elegant woman standing quietly behind him. She was wearing an Athenian-style white robe, and her face was full of wisdom and knowledge with a natural look. With a smile, her long golden hair naturally fell behind her.

The first impression of the other person is that he is a scholar, but his muscles that are both powerful and beautiful, and his figure that is only one head shorter than the original body, silently prove that the person in front of him is not weak. Bullying people.

Confronting a woman, the Primarch showed due courtesy.

"Nice to meet you, Ms. Chamille."

"Please forgive our sudden visit. We are here mainly to understand the progress of the project."

As the words fell, Chamier just glanced at the other party calmly.

"You're welcome. At present, we have completed more than 60% of the interpretation of the hull structure of the Glory Queen, and have taken the lead in completing the optimization of the weapon system. Our engineers have installed a purely mechanical structure for the battleship's macro cannon. The automatic ammunition feeding device can greatly improve the loading efficiency of artillery shells, thereby increasing the upper limit of the ship's firepower."

"But the installation of the hyperlight engine will probably take some time, because according to our inspection, the circuits and electronic systems of this battleship have not been properly maintained for at least thousands of years, and many key lines have been damaged. It was burned out or incorrectly linked together, and our engineers were confused as to how the ship could move under these circumstances."

"Presumably the Empire must have some kind of technology that we don't understand yet, so the engine installation work can only be suspended for a short period of time before the line repair is completed. In short, we will complete the commission as soon as possible."

Taking advantage of the other party's complaints, Guilliman couldn't help but look at the other party from head to toe. For some reason, whenever he was in front of Ms. Chamuel, he could not help but feel it from her body. I feel a sense of déjà vu, and I always feel so cordial and nostalgic.

He couldn't tell why, maybe it was because of the long, slightly curly golden hair, which always reminded him of his late brother, Sanguinius.

After expressing his gratitude, Guilliman's face soon became serious. At his request, the two came to an uninhabited land and had a private communication.

"Actually, I have another thing I want to entrust to the Alliance."

"The Empire would like to ask the Alliance to restore the Golden Throne."