Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!

Chapter 197 03.0196: ‘The Administrative Affairs Department is here to help’

Originally, I planned to go back to comfort Farida after meeting the Inquisitor.

But Horatio found helplessly that he couldn’t even squeeze out the time to go back and forth.

Now, as the unknown dangers and the dark hands in the shadows are getting closer and closer to the Gothic Fleet, the formal organization of the Hell Vanguard has also begun to accelerate.

After wrangling with the Military Affairs Department and avoiding the Guilliman Code.

The Gothic Navy Department established a special Navy Special Operations Command under the Military Intelligence Command and the Fleet Security Committee.

It is called the Navy Special Warfare Department for short, and it is a pilot project that only exists in the Gothic Fleet.

This department accepts the dual leadership of the Gothic Fleet Military Intelligence Command and the Fleet Security Committee.

Although the chief and deputy chief officers of the Navy Special Warfare Department should theoretically meet the standard of the Navy Department’s departmental standard of ‘one school with two lieutenants’ system template.

But considering the urgent needs of the current situation, the Navy Department took the rapid formation of combat effectiveness and the execution of tasks as the starting point, and temporarily broke this rule in the first candidate.

Captain Lord Sterling was appointed as the chief officer, and the second-in-command and the captain were selected as acting lieutenant Horatio. The third-in-command was temporarily vacant and could be decided by Horatio's nomination.

This was because Horatio was the captain of the first batch of experimental officers training corps of the Hell Vanguard.

He had grown up with them since their establishment, and was more familiar with the combat style and advantages and disadvantages of this special operations force than ordinary people. He did not need to waste time and energy on running-in and could immediately form combat effectiveness.

It was also out of recognition of his ability and as a reward for his achievements.

This appointment was also an inspection and test of his administrative affairs.

He was actually the backbone of promoting the formalization and institutionalization of this department.

Brigadier General Peru arranged an administrative office for him in the office area of ​​the Military Intelligence Command of the Navy Department, and then had someone move in a large number of previous investigation files to facilitate him to screen out useful clues.

These piles of leather scrolls, some of which were even moldy and worm-eaten, exuded the smell of new and old ink.

There was also the smell of paper preservatives used uniformly by the Ministry of the Interior, mixed with the air purifier sprayed during the expedited renovation process, making his new office smell like a disaster.

He might be the youngest officer with an office in the Star Region Navy Department.

Although he had the power to appoint lieutenants, Horatio was actually still an officer cadet at the Officer Preparatory School.

He still had to go to school to receive advanced ship and fleet command knowledge.

But fortunately, because naval officers were very busy, the naval school would arrange for officers to go to school to teach together whenever they were free.

So Horatio's student life schedule was relatively relaxed and free, and there was no time limit.

He also knew that with the help of "Golden Finger", he would learn quickly, almost equivalent to graduation, and he didn't worry that the work of the Navy Department would delay his studies, but would only improve his future.

After a while, Sterling led the lieutenant in.

Even he, who doesn’t really care about the office environment, couldn’t help but complain: “This is definitely the most messy office I’ve ever seen in the shortest time.”

After complaining about the terrible office environment, he quickly got to the point.

"The current head of the Military Intelligence Command is Lord Peru, and the Fleet Security Committee is under the charge of Captain Lord Elphinstone.

You and I have also been included in the 'Investigation Team on the Assassination of Vice Admiral Hood' established by Lord Peru.

My office is next door. Just tell me if you need anything, and I will ask the Navy Department to transfer it to you."

"I want to transfer people from the Hell's Vanguard.

Now is an extraordinary period, I don't trust other people very much. The Hell's Vanguard has at least undergone strict background checks, and the military academy environment is relatively closed, with less contact with the outside world. At present, they are one of our most reliable forces."

"No problem, you can make your own decisions on such matters, and you don't have to report to me.

It seems that the office opposite also needs to be cleaned and sorted out for them to use."

"That's right." Horatio personally moved a large stack of moldy confidential documents to the balcony to dry:

"This 350-square-meter office is already difficult enough."

He patted his dusty hands and watched the clerical attendants still moving in piles of documents like mountains.

He instantly understood what the Imperial paper-like shit-hill code meant, the kind that even Guilliman was worried about.

The number of these volumes in front of him was so large that it was despairing. Although there was an array of thinkers, the Empire's preference for handwritten notes had been a historical inertia that had been difficult to change for thousands of years.

Even the code machine was to press the letter button, and the mechanical structure drove a feather pen to write a corresponding letter on the paper.

The final product was that the documents of the Star Region Admiralty alone could fill a space as large as the moon.

This is also one of the reasons why the Gothic Ministry of the Interior is the largest and most spacious building among the various departments of the Empire here.

Although it is not allowed to be taller or larger than the highest Ecclesiarch Cathedral on the planet, it is really huge and wide.

It is as deep as the belly of Tyran, and there are billions of parchment documents piled up inside.

"This is a copy of the suspect's document compiled by Vice Admiral Hood.

I just took it from His Excellency Perru. Each page is numbered. In order to prevent loss, it must be stored in a fine gold safe after reading."

Horatio took it from the captain. This was his proposal to print a loss-proof copy to investigate the case with the Ravenor Inquisitor.

"I'm going back to my office first. I'm going to be very busy next." The captain sighed in pain and helplessness.

"To be honest, I'd rather switch with you. PR work makes me sick."

Horatio smiled and said nothing.

He wouldn't want to deal with public relations, let alone the empire's public relations.

Commodore Peru put Horatio in charge of investigating the case, while Captain Sterling helped the Admiralty to tide over the difficulties in the public relations aspect of the matter.

Everyone's tasks and work are not easy, but at least Horatio's job will be more comfortable to do.

Horatio understood what a weighty thing he had on his hands.

He held in his hands power far beyond his rank.

This imminent incident put the Gothic Fleet into high alert mode.

Any prison area, military port, or administrative area related to the navy will, on a rare occasion, begin full martial law.

In principle, this level of alert will be activated only if the sector fleet is under a fatal threat.

The last time there was such a big battle was during the Gothic War.

Horatio, who is an attendant of the Inquisition, serves as the investigator of the task force.

At the request of the Gothic Fleet, Inquisitor Ravenor received huge autocratic power to arrest suspects in the 'Cage of the Sky' for interrogation and forced confessions without the approval of higher authorities.

Arrest first and try later, a privilege granted by the throne.

Horatio sat in the large office, with great power in his hands, and experienced a joyful feeling in his heart that made him panic.

The instinctive part of his mind was subconsciously thinking about 'what benefits this power can bring to him and how he can rise to fame quickly'.

The unrealistic fantasies became more and more exaggerated, and he even imagined that he relied on this power.

Under the white terror, the governor was arrested, the commander-in-chief of the fleet was arrested, and then he was tortured to death during interrogation and replaced.

The scene of sitting in the top position of the Governor of Abyss Port, or even the Commander-in-Chief of the Gothic Fleet.

In order to stop these terrible thoughts that emerged unconsciously, Horatio shook his head and forced his thoughts away.

He understood that this sense of vanity and hunger for power could easily attract the attention of the Slaanesh demon, and then use his inner desires to lure him step by step into the abyss of corruption.

Even if he thinks so, Slaanesh may be setting him up to seduce him until he is corrupted and becomes his loyalist.

He adjusted his mood, silently recited a few lines of heart-purifying quotes from the Emperor's Book of Sacred Words, suppressed his random thoughts, and spread the copy of the document on the table.

Ignoring the busyness of the clerical attendants, he began to perform his duties.

The situation was so urgent that he had no extra time to waste except to meet the necessary basic physiological needs.

In the afternoon, he will accompany the inquisitor to the Tiannv Church to conduct an on-site inspection of yesterday's attack. He plans to work overtime in the evening.

First, some files that did not involve sensitive confidential matters were screened out and assigned to the "Black Wing Club", his intelligence agency reorganized from the "Labor Gang", for investigation and processing, and then Yoyo was assigned investigation tasks.

In order to protect themselves, the enemy in the dark may be more dangerous than him.

If you want to catch up with them, you must catch up and stop them in time before a bigger conspiracy occurs.

At the same time, he has to race against time with other inquisitors who are also on the imperial side to prevent the Gothic Fleet from becoming the protagonist of a Greek tragedy.

[What an abstract and absurd competition. ] Horatio shook his head.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

The person who knocked on the door was a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties.

The hairline on his forehead is quite high, and his short brown hair is neatly combed and shiny. He is wearing the uniform of a senior civil servant assistant at the Ministry of the Interior. Under his slightly thick eyebrows, his eyes are filled with professional humility.

The man looked a bit like Mr. Bean. Horatio raised his head casually from the pile of papers and looked at this honest, middle-aged man. After the door opened, he walked in with a pile of paperwork.

"Uh... sir." He looked at the naval officer who was burying his head again and called out respectfully.

Horatio looked up again.

"Please tell me."

"I'm Bernard Woolley from the Home Office, Principal Private Secretary to the Chancellor, from the Department of Administration."

Horatio nodded and expressed a perfunctory polite welcome, but kept his hands on his hands and remained focused on his work. He had already identified several suspects and three suspected gathering locations, one third of which could be handed over. Let the Black Wings and the Fleet Intelligence and Security Department make preliminary inquiries so that they can sort out the network of connections behind these suspects.

"Any instructions from the Ministry of Home Affairs?" he asked. After all, the Ministry of the Interior is the direct superior department of the Navy Ministry. Even if there is work on hand, it cannot be neglected.

"No instructions."

The man's words were a little too reserved, like a timid and honest clerk conveying a message to a big shot cautiously, which was in line with his first impression.

“The Ministry of Interior has always had a high degree of trust in the professionalism of the Admiralty and believes that the Admiralty can properly handle all its matters.

However, the impact of this incident is too significant, so we were notified that the Ministry of Administrative Affairs will act as a representative of the Ministry of the Interior and handle this incident together with the Imperial Navy. "

"Is it public relations or investigation?" After raising his eyebrows, Horatio asked to the point.

Having been a civil servant in his previous life, he knew how to deal with civil servants.

"To be precise, it's collaborative public relations, sir. Jim Hank, Minister of Administration of Abyss Port, and Sir Humphrey, Permanent Secretary, are meeting with Captain Sterling next door.

In addition, as Minister Hank's chief private secretary, I was sent here by the order of my superiors to meet with you and assist you in your work. It seems that there are too many documents here, Mr. Horatio, do I have the honor to provide you with some help?"

The honest man bent slightly, with a humble smile on his face, like a humble social public instrument, waiting to bloom the fruits of Horatio's careful consideration.

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