Warhammer 40K! The Queen of Glory for Hammer Guys

Of course, it could also be a huge shock?

"God's Choice! How is the situation over there? Is there anything abnormal, such as seeing something related to those four things? If so, give us the coordinates, and we will go down and kill them immediately!"

Just when the God's Chosen happily planned the route and was about to continue exploring with the Sword of Hatred and the aboriginal people on this planet to find treasures and open boxes, Hammer Lao's chat channel suddenly highlighted, and Liang Feifan's words Quick refresh inside.

"No, all I have experienced during this time is that I am a high-end picker of garbage. Although the garbage does not belong to me, it is quite interesting - your Inquisitor and Abathur's White Scar fell to the ground?"

Since he has been obsessed with real people picking up garbage during this period, he almost forgot about another important task of the hammer guys in this world. The God of Choice laughed awkwardly, arranged the chemical dog chess pieces to clear the way, and opened the hammer. He went to the guy chat room and started chatting with other hammer guys.

"Well, the political commissar sister and the silent chess pieces have also formed a joint force to go down - now they are going to go to the other hemisphere to investigate first.

My idea with Abathur is to hang behind the inquisitor and see if there are any problems where he walks. After Dandan said that your side is almost done, just find a way to meet him. If the Sword of Hatred Chapter has a high level of trust in you, you can also take them to meet the Oil Guy of Egg - But having said that, God's Chosen, do you have any clues as to why this galaxy was urgently abandoned? "

"No, everything on my journey was normal. Not to mention the things related to those four things. There were no traces of green-skinned insects in the bean sprouts, ribs, and chicken thieves. No ghosts were found - hey, don't tell me. Blood Crow's identification ability is really useful when he is in the body, and he can even identify what other people are carrying! With just a quick glance, you can probably tell if there is something wrong with someone else's body!"

"...This does support Blood Crow - but if there is no problem in this world, then the problem really can only be found from the Inquisitor or the Sword of Hatred - assuming they are not allowed to meet If so, will nothing happen to the entire galaxy in the end?”

Hearing the Chosen One happily describing the special abilities that the Blood Crow chess piece had when it came into the body, Liang Feifan had a toothache as he thought about what would happen if the Blood Crows in the 40K universe were all such treasure appraisers. Grinding his teeth, he moved the conversation back to the main mission of the hammer guys. After thinking about Liang Feifan's guess for a moment, the God of Choice shook his head slightly.

"It's not very reliable. An incident that can force an inquisitor to use an extermination order to destroy the planet can really be solved so easily? This is the 40K universe full of malicious jokes!"

"Indeed - so we will be very busy next - Brother Big E's things are really hard to get..."

After Liang Feifan lamented in the communication channel that it was difficult to get Big E's things, the hammer guys followed their pre-arrangements and began to inspect the world. At this moment, their anchor, Inquisitor Orogan, was sitting cross-legged in the tent, carefully flipping through all the information he could find on this galaxy, and thinking with doubts - as a high-level inquisitor, He can access some things that ordinary procedures cannot, and as a high-level judge, he can keenly catch violations from clues.

Obviously, in his eyes, the data of the Minoit Galaxy is 'violating'.

"It's strange. Why was the abandonment of the entire production system of the Minot system and the evacuation of the hive residents not very normal?"

After looking through the information at hand again, Inquisitor Orogan became more and more certain of his guess - although most of the information he found pointed to the reason why the Minoit system was abandoned by the empire as a resource planet. The promethium on Minot 3 and its satellites has been exhausted, but judging from the duration of its mining and the glimpse of his ship when it passed by Minoit 3, Look, this planet is far from being hollowed out. In other words, the reason for abandoning these two imperial worlds because of resource depletion may not be valid - if this reason itself exists to cover up some fact, is it? Doesn't this prove that in this galaxy, there are some dark secrets that are invisible to humans and can only be covered up by abandoning this galaxy?

"In other words, there were certain things that could not be 'processed' at that time - or in other words, there was no time to process them."

Inquisitor Orogan, who felt that he had understood the reason for coming to this world, closed the data pad in his hand and looked calm. There seemed to be fire rising from his eyes, just like the wrath of the divine emperor of mankind.

"I will find the cause, expose it, and finally destroy anything that threatens the Empire."

9. Open the Sword of Hatred in the Warehouse

"Zi——Zi——Zi——"

"Crackling - crackling -"

"Kakakka————"

The ruins of the hive city should be underground somewhere in the middle hive area. At the end of a deep passage, several Astartes with the Sword of Hatred are holding weapons, standing at various places in the passage that are suitable as sentinel points, alert. With everything going on around them, the mortals they brought were guarded by an Astartes, and were given orders not to move or make any noise at will - the Chapter Master of the Sword of Hatred personally led two guards It blocked the most important entrance of this passage and took on the task of guarding this most critical area. The reason is because...

After the Blood Ravens battle brother led them into this area, his eyes suddenly lit up. After performing a series of unknown operations of the Astartes with the Sword of Hatred along the wall, he announced to them what was happening now. Behind the wall at the end of the passage is most likely a medium-sized warehouse. Although in order to make the script more realistic, the Chosen One repeatedly 'reminded' the Astartes who were slightly ecstatic about the Sword of Hatred. First, it was possible that he had made a mistake in judging this warehouse. Second, it was possible that he had judged the warehouse correctly. It is empty. Thirdly, even if there is something in the warehouse, it may not be what the Astartes need. However, the Swords of Hatred, who had completely trusted the God of Choice, patted his shoulder armor directly and said - No problem, I trust your judgment, brother, so do we need to find a way to open the door? ha? Brother, you actually have the skills to pry open a door like this? Then we go on sentry duty?

"So, once this door is pried open, the hatred will

After seeing what's inside, Sword's old friend might think that I'm an Astartes who's really good at finding resources in ruins! Brothers, do you have any pigs that can solve this problem? "

In Chui Lao's chat room, he was following the various prompts floated in front of him step by step, combined with the simple maintenance diagram of the warehouse that the egg had given him, and was tossing the warehouse's security system amidst the sparks. Looking at the progress bar that was advancing steadily in front of him, he complained crazily. Of course, his complaints were easily picked up by other hammer guys who were currently doing nothing.

"Is there any problem? You are now a Blood Raven! Astartes is the best at digging things, and your operation has made the Sword of Hatred more confident in some of Blood Raven's abilities - by the way, I Now that we can transport some things, do we need to put something else in the warehouse?”

Although the storage, supply, maintenance and other operations of this warehouse have been basically completed, there are still some unfinished eggs.

"No, no, the things put inside now are enough for them to use for a long time - and putting too much seems too deliberate. After all, some things are squatting in the warehouse and it's hard to understand why they exist - having said that , Egg, have you thought about what to say when you meet me later? Don’t be too suspicious by the Sword of Hatred, that will be very troublesome.”

While God's Choice was chatting with Egg, the progress bar in front of God's Choice had advanced to close to 80%. Various electric sparks were erupting more and more frequently, and the air was filled with energy due to the flow of electricity. The smell of ionized substances spreading in the channel also strained the superhuman nerves of the Astartes of the Sword of Hatred to a certain critical point - it is true that these superhuman warriors have experienced more depressing battlefields. God knows how many times, but whether there is something in this warehouse will affect the battle group's operations and life for a long time, so they can't help but be nervous!

"How about saying that in the world you made up, the Blood Crows and my faction met and reached some cooperative relations? - They can figure out what exactly it is."

Egg, who had already mobilized his chess pieces to travel around the world, thought for a second before quickly throwing the ball back to the God of Choice.

"I said - does this rounding off mean that I am acting as a bridge? Are you just going to let me serve as the communication point?"

The progress bar has reached 90%, and the God of Choice can easily hear the rumbling sound of certain mechanical devices on the warehouse door starting to operate - while continuously tapping the remaining trigger buttons with his fingers, He also revealed the true face of Egg's desire to be lazy.

"Please, making up too many reasons can easily lead to flaws. Whatever can be pushed into your script, it's best to push it into your script. Anyway, I think the Astartes of the Sword of Hatred are almost taking you seriously. It’s time—the door is about to open, why don’t you put on a pose?”

"That's all, there's no need - let's talk later."

Looking at the progress bar in front of him that had jumped to over 95%, even though he knew that what he was doing now was arranged by the script, he couldn't help but feel nervous. He temporarily left the Hammer Man chat room and focused more on typing on the keyboard and lines in front of him - his professionalism made Daken and other Sword of Hate technical sergeants nearby who had been waiting to attack him start to chat in their chat channel Zhong was impressed by his ability - it is not difficult for Astartes to open the door, but this technique of opening a warehouse door that has not been opened for at least a thousand years in a way that basically does not cause physical damage...?

"Blood Crow's battle brothers are really unconventional!"

————————————God’s choice opens the door————————————————————

"hiss......."

"This? Brother! You really gave us a big surprise!"

"Team 1, Team 2, bring the mortals and trailers with us! Others, stay alert!"

"Technical sergeants, help keep the door open - it's best to lock it!"

As the last marked line was cut off and the last button on the keyboard was pressed, the heavy door slowly opened in front of the Astartes of the Sword of Hate with a friction sound that seemed to be extremely harsh due to the lack of oil for a long time. The dust that had accumulated for more than a thousand years and the turbid air inside were rolled out of the door because of the restart of the exhaust device - which made mortals in the galaxy like Yongdalim cough - when the smoke and dust dissipated, the few lights in the warehouse that were still working cast a weak light on the warehouse supplies. Igust, who could tell at a glance what these supplies were most likely to be, even felt "unreal" for a second.

Are there really supplies? There are really supplies!

Of course, as the quality of the chapter leader, he quickly threw this feeling out of the sky and quickly began to issue orders, asking the Astartes of the Sword of Hate to enter the warehouse and start to collect and organize these supplies.

"The fourth edition of the Astartes rations, this should be an old model that has been out of production for thousands of years."

"The explosive bomb is also an old model, but it is compatible with our weapons."

"The model of the melta grenade is unknown. The appearance is slightly different from the common melta grenade. It is estimated to be a product of the same period as the explosive bomb."

"The basic operation method of the light vehicle has been confirmed, which is the standard operation mode of the Empire."

Since there are not many types of things in the warehouse and they are stacked in an orderly manner, the warriors of the Sword of Hatred took less than half an hour to determine what was in the supplies they got this time-although the production dates of these things all pointed to thousands of years ago, but after random sampling and verification, the Astartes of the Sword of Hatred got satisfactory results.

-Although the Empire's logistics has always been a pit, the products of the Empire's military affairs are durable!

Although no more valuable resources were found in the warehouse, these piles of supplies greatly alleviated the supply problem of the Sword of Hatred, and the Chapter Master of the Sword of Hatred still felt that the pressure on his shoulders was much less - light vehicles can allow the Astartes of the Sword of Hatred to have better mobility to explore farther places, and standard rations, even if they are old versions, can prevent his brothers from fighting weakly due to long-term lack of key nutrients that have special effects on the Astartes, not to mention old explosive bombs and unknown versions of hot melt grenades - with so many ammunition supplies, the Sword of Hatred finally has the ability to deal with general situations, and no longer has to calculate and study when to fire a shot!

"With these things, we will have no problem with basic consumables in the short term - take everything and go back to the Broken Rock Tribe camp."

10. Hammers exchanging intelligence

"..... This is probably the case. Because this batch of supplies can be said to be life-saving for the Sword of Hatred, I have become a guest of honor of the Sword of Hatred. Although I still cannot participate in some core affairs, I have a say in some things that are not very important."

In the combat meeting room of Queen Glory, because the temporary script has been completed, the God of Choice, who temporarily left the advent mode and returned to Queen Glory for a rest, sat in his comfortable chair, slowly enjoying the otaku happy meal while chatting with other Hammers and reporting his progress.

"Then Abathur and I won't lean on you for now? It seems that your main task for at least half a month is to pick up garbage and take it back to repair the warship. It's just like a scavenging game." Hearing that the God's Chosen had successfully completed the important part of the main task of "penetrating into the Sword of Hate Chapter", Liang Feifan, who was eating dirt in the yellow sand with his own descended body and Abathur's White Scar Squad, tried his best to find a way to make his descended body "curl up" in a place that could at least avoid the sandstorm of this terrible world, so as not to let his descended body die before the mission was accomplished, and quickly He quickly crossed out a side quest in front of him with his hand. According to the plan, if the Chosen Ones failed to improve the favorability of the Sword of Hatred or the Sword of Hatred simply had problems, he and Abathur would rush there as quickly as possible and evaluate whether the Sword of Hatred needed to be suppressed. However, if everything went well, they would follow the Inquisitor. Although there was no key evidence, after confirming that the Sword of Hatred had no problems in principle, all the Hammers felt that this high-level Inquisitor who came here to seek a result must be the fuse for the catastrophic outcome of this galaxy!

"Indeed - I just need to find a way to contact the oil man of Egg, and then find a way to make the brothers of Sword of Hatred trust Egg, and then let the oil man of Egg show his repair skills. In theory, I can gain their trust. As long as their ship is repaired, it is not impossible to let the brothers of Sword of Hatred withdraw before there is a big problem in this world." After thinking for a while, the Chosen One who felt that the problems caused by Liang Feifan and Abathur's Inquisitor + White Scar Veteran Team were more likely to cause more trouble than help put down the Coke cup in his hand and agreed to Liang Feifan's proposal. Naturally, the Hammers also turned their attention to the high-level Inquisitor. "It must be a good thing to get them away, so, Gu, the Inquisitor hasn't done anything too strange yet?"

"Probably not, although I really don't understand what's the point of him digging frantically in an abandoned camp."

Gu, who controlled his three assassin chess pieces to cooperate with his own Vindicare assassin chess piece, was monitoring Inquisitor Orrogan in all directions, all-weather, without blind spots and without any disturbance. He was lying on a small sand dune far away from Inquisitor Orrogan, watching with a 'subtle' look the Inquisitor and his servants digging frantically in a camp that was conservatively estimated to have been abandoned for at least hundreds of years. From the intelligence he had intercepted during this period, Gu had roughly figured out the situation of Inquisitor Orrogan. Some ideas of the Judge, however, excavating these obviously problem-free camp ruins does not fit his plan at all...

"He is the Judge, and his duty is to doubt everything, even himself - so if he thinks there is something wrong with this world, then he must have labeled all the places where humans have lived in this world as problematic - the only difference is the number of problems."

The political commissar sister, who was arranging the first search target area for her own descended body and the silent descended body, pointed a dot on the light screen in front of her and made a sharp comment on the profession of the Judge.

"In other words, this high-level Judge had to use the extermination order to kill himself and the planet together. Is it really all his own fault? Otherwise, we should send a few imperial guards directly to tell him that although there are problems in this world, it is not something that you, the Judge, can solve, and let him get out of here quickly, and nip everything in the bud?"

Abathur proposed.

"Theoretically, yes. This galaxy must have a problem, and it's not a small problem. Otherwise, the Empire wouldn't have abandoned this galaxy so quickly. If we can't find the source of the problem, we have to let this judge get to the edge of the problem, and kick him away before he finds out the problem?"

Political Commissar frowned.

"Indeed, let's continue to observe this brother for a while. To be honest, this kind of plot game that requires following the main NPC to decipher the puzzle step by step is not very popular now. Aren't all the first-line games open world now?"

"In fact, what we are experiencing now is also an open world. We are just in the dark about how to trigger the main task. But we can't use the simplest way of kicking the door to solve the problem. Hey, anyway, keep working hard, keep working hard."

Liang Feifan shook his head and sighed, which was also the end of this wave of Hammers' meeting. Feeling that there was really no nutrition in discussing it, the Hammers exchanged the latest information at hand and got busy.

Soon, the chat group temporarily returned to its normal silence.

——————————————————Inquisitor Orogen’s dividing line——————————————————

“Respected High Inquisitor, these are all the items that we have found in this ruin that may have problems.”

In the temporary residence newly built in the ruins being excavated, the deputy of High Inquisitor Orogen, who has completed the excavation of the surface area of ​​the ruins, stood respectfully in front of the High Inquisitor and asked the robot servant beside him to present a huge plate - in the plate, dozens of objects of different shapes, even some of which looked no different from ordinary stones at first glance, were neatly arranged.

“Very good.”

Although these things seemed to have no problems, Inquisitor Orogen, who had been walking on the path of the Inquisitor for too long, had already keenly smelled the non-imperial orthodoxy in these fragments. After signaling everyone else to go out, the High Inquisitor walked slowly to the plate, took out the tools, and began to "judge" these things one by one.

Less than half an hour later, Inquisitor Orogen's sight stopped on a piece of metal fragment with a painting that looked like a human body curve. The structure of the picture on the fragment was simple and the lines were compact. At a glance, it was just a normal human body sketch. However, Inquisitor Orogen had already seen it, and saw the unorthodox meaning hidden in this painting.

"... The overall structure of these lines is not exaggerated, so this style of drawing an overlong skull, is it a mutant or an alien? But it doesn't matter, I will turn you out - in the name of the Emperor."

XI. Inquisitors who "recruit" people

Night fell.

A ray of light outside the sky reflected the continuous, wavy sand dunes, reflecting the end of the horizon they were heading towards. The violent wind continued to howl on the earth, turning up gravel or heavier things. The biting cold of the night had long replaced the heat of the day, and even made the surface of some relatively smooth things appear white frost.

This is the night of Minot 1. This is an environment that humans who have lived here for thousands of years have long been accustomed to. The low temperature and low light environment at night make it a threat far greater than during the day. Therefore, as long as it is not a last resort, the survivors of the Minoite world will never move out in the wild after the world loses sunlight - in their own tribes, in selected ruins, or even in simple buildings built by themselves. But spending the night in a reliable tent is almost their inevitable solution - even if they are sentries on vigil, it is very normal behavior to hide in an area where their body temperature can be prevented from losing their body temperature so quickly. After all, these thousands of years have proven that in the world of Minoit, as long as there are slightly larger living beings, they don't like too wanton activities in the cold night where water drips into ice.

However, for the Chenfeng tribe, this proof was completely falsified on this cold night...

"boom----!!"

“Zi——————!!”

"……%……\u0026The name!"

"Ahhhhh!!!"

When the night was darkest, when almost all the members of the Chenfeng tribe were sleeping to eliminate fatigue and delay physical exertion, a sudden burst of noise swept through the entire tribe, causing most people to snap out of their dreams in an instant. stood up - before these people realized what had happened, the outer wall of the tribe had been blasted away, and the well-equipped inquisitor servants rushed into the tribe built outside the ruins of a certain hive city with lightning speed. In the tribe, and quickly controlled the key areas of the tribe - in less than twenty minutes, the tribe's chief elder and others were escorted out of their beds, kneeling on the ground in the night wind, shivering.

"Tap, step, step -"

The moment the last resident of the Chenfeng Tribe was roughly pressed into the dust, the sound of heavy footsteps slowly reached everyone's ears, and every beat almost beat the heartbeats of the tribesmen. ——The silent sense of oppression spread throughout the tribe, and the fear of the unknown future even overwhelmed the chill blowing on them, making them because of

Inner trembled.

"tread."

When the footsteps stopped, the residents of the Chenfeng Tribe felt a kind of 'scrutinized' gaze - even though they were not allowed to raise their heads - this gaze made them all feel thorns on their backs, and they could not help but tilt their heads further. He was buried deep into the ground, not because of anything else but simply because he smelled the breath called 'death'.

"People of the Minot, although you have strayed far away from the glory of the Emperor and forgotten his teachings, you still have the opportunity to return to his glory."

I don’t know how long, maybe half a minute? Maybe a quarter of an hour? Maybe longer? When the oldest man in the Dust Wind Tribe could no longer bear the coldness to his bones, the high-ranking Inquisitor Orogan finally spoke. His voice was sonorous and powerful, even overpowering the howling of Minost One at night. The sound of strong wind.

"...."

Although they were very confused as to why the speaker's accent was a bit strange and none of the accents they knew matched, the people of the Chenfeng tribe still did not dare to speak - most of their minds were blank now and they were waiting numbly. Their fate was announced.

"Therefore, I have brought an opportunity, an opportunity that will allow you to be illuminated by the glory of the empire again - now, I announce that you have been recruited!!"

————————————————The dividing line among hammer guys————————————————————

"So, after the inquisitor rummaged through the things found in several ruins, he attacked a tribe with a thousand people at night and tied up all the people inside?"

In Queen of Glory's war room, the hammer guys are having their daily chat and information exchange activities. Since a certain high-level inquisitor who serves as the anchor finally started to do something that was very consistent with the hammer guys' perception of the inquisition after working as a digger for more than a week. Therefore, although it is technically late at night, The hammer guys are still in high spirits.

"It's a call-up."

Liang Feifan corrected the wording error of God’s Choice.

"For them, there is no difference between being recruited by the empire and being kidnapped - besides, the high-ranking judge will never let these people go easily after the matter is done."

Recently, he has almost completely become friends with the Astartes of the Sword of Hatred, and is planning how to introduce the egg oil guys to their chosen one. He answered calmly.

"That's true. However, Brother Judge, he is so anxious to touch people's mouths in the middle of the night. Did he find something wrong?"

"It's possible, so I'm going to let my Callidus sneak into this tribe and use close observation to determine what he has discovered - by the way, why don't you also throw your Callidus assassins near him? ? Form a Callidus assassin team? That way we can monitor him more comprehensively!"

Gu, who had already begun arranging the assassins under his command to start their work, told the hammer guys about his plan, and half-jokingly proposed an idea to the other hammer guys with interest. However, what Gu didn't expect was , the other hammer guys who carried the Callidus assassin chess pieces really started to think about this problem!

"Let's see... I still have some shooting margin. It's not a big problem to put a Callidus assassin."

"Well, it is indeed feasible. If the inquisitor discovers something and requires a lot of manpower to excavate it, a single Callidus assassin cannot complete all-round surveillance. Multiple Callidus assassins can ensure that he is surrounded by There are people everywhere, and I have spare shooting capacity here, so I’ll go there too.”

"Count me in! I'm bored as a single judge!"

In less than a minute, during the happy discussion among the hammer guys, a terrifying squad of Callidus assassins quietly descended near Judge Orogan, and blended in without leaving a trace. Among the members of the Dust Wind Tribe who were queuing up to receive the division of labor - at this moment, Inquisitor Orogan, who had no idea that he had received treatment that in some sense surpassed that of Horus, the greatest traitor in the empire, was carefully putting his hands together. There were fragments of information on his head, eyes flashing with excitement.

"I'm about to get you by the tail, alien."

12. Stable arrangements for both parties