Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes

"Is it here?"

Calvin looked at Captain Yu·Kaishuefei·Le beside him.

"Yes, this cabin has been sealed since the departure. The authorization code is here. Here it is."

Calvin took the data board handed over by Yu Le without comment and walked towards an inconspicuous equipment room in the corner of the training hall.

The Grey Knights who were still training around did not pay too much attention to the two. Their training included content about will, which has always been a part of all the subjects in the entire training.

If any random disturbance can make them split, then it would be meaningless to spend the empire's financial resources to select them from millions of people.

In a quiet corner, Calvin entered the authorization code in his hand and then extended his index finger to facilitate the instrument on the door to collect his DNA sample.

After several procedures including pupil verification, this closed equipment room was finally opened for Calvin.

After the low-temperature constant water vapor flowed out from the bottom of the door and dissipated, what came into his eyes was the brand new Terminator power armor on the equipment display rack.

The iconic Titan silver is still its main color.

But whether it is the wing-shaped embossed shoulder armor similar to the previous generation, or the silver-bottomed gold inscriptions near the collar and joints, it shows that this is a real work of art made by a master.

The metal inscriptions on this power armor are so rich that even the alloy uppers of the magnetic boots are not spared.

The casting masters used gold as the material to inlay a Holy Hammer Order logo on the right boot surface, and on the corresponding left side, there is a silver Roman numeral "Ⅱ" surrounded by golden wings.

"Titan Heart Ⅱ, when you left Titan to start your mission, its creation plan has been discussed on Demos."

Jules looked at the masterpiece full of violent aesthetics and Gothic art in front of him, and told Calvin in a narrative epic tone.

And Calvin, the intended owner of this armor, had no intention of listening to his explanation at this time.

Calvin's full attention was focused on this new "gift", and his platinum eyes, which were almost frozen like an ice lake, also had some rare ripples.

"Its power backpack?" Calvin discovered the first difference of this Terminator.

The size of the Terminator's power backpack has not changed, but the structure on it is obviously quite different from the previous Holy Shield-type universal power backpack.

"Yes, the modification of this power backpack is a product we made after referring to the information provided by the Throne Court on Terra. Although it is only the first generation of experimentation, in the internal power output system of this armor, we can indeed see some glory that belongs only to the "past."

Jules explained.

"Which ones?" Calvin broke away from the excitement of getting a "new toy", and he asked Jules with interest while circling this "Titan Heart II".

"Greater output, the backpack structure no longer uses the general model of Astartes, but uses the design of some original drawings provided by Terra. After the overall structure is adjusted, the output peak is increased by 50%-100%. And the sustainability is not affected."

"Good!"

Calvin clapped his hands. This is what he wanted, but not what he wanted most.

"A better feedback system, which also abandons the traditional Astartes interface feedback and adopts a more primitive but more suitable neural interface version for you. We even inserted some psychic cables inside it according to your personal characteristics to enhance this function. Its feedback speed really has no upper limit, but only depends on your reaction speed and the instantaneous output cycle of the backpack."

"Great!" This function really made Calvin happy. After all, after the initial growth period, the feedback and output of the power armor were always slower than his, and being smaller than him was always a regret for him.

"More comprehensive information transmission and protection system. The power of the detection equipment on this Terminator has doubled on the basis of backpack energy supply optimization, and..."

Jules looked at Calvin beside him with a strange look, and continued:

"And considering that some people don't like to wear helmets because of wearing magic rings, the information feedback of his detection equipment no longer relies on the helmet's eyepiece imaging, but with the help of some neural guides, it is directly connected to the user's skull."

Jules paused and said meaningfully: "Don't you have several more vacant interfaces on your head than others? This time, all of them can be used."

"This..." Calvin really didn't know what to say. The thoughtful design of the casting masters really touched him:

Such powerful functions!

Such a detailed design!

Such a beautiful appearance! (The beauty here is evaluated from the perspective of a warrior’s aesthetics, the violent aesthetics brought about by practicality.)

He reacted a little later and immediately asked Jules:

“It’s not cheap, is it?”

It’s nothing. In his previous life, he was born in that red country, and the education he received was about their food, clothing, housing, and transportation. Every penny came from the support of the common people. The purpose of their existence also began on that sacred day, and there has been no change in the past few decades. Protecting the people and defending the interests of the people is his and their first and final mission.

Under such influence, any special personal treatment will make these simple and lovely warriors feel guilty from the bottom of their hearts.

Yule, who had been eloquent just now, was speechless now. He really wanted to tell the truth.

But when he looked at the simple and clear eyes of the giant with a heavy mission in front of him, while understanding, it was difficult for him to tell the truth.

Cheap? not cheap? Is this something that can be evaluated by price?

There are a total of 10 forge masters who were individually transferred from Mars to cooperate with the design drawings!

Not to mention the value of the original drawings that the Imperial Guards had hid for who knows how many years in the Throne Court!

The specific price of the fine gold, psychic metal and other rare materials used to create it, and the price of the hundreds of psychic choirs who performed the purity ceremony and blessing ceremony non-stop for more than 2 years and 700 days The price is insignificant at this time.

But just talking about the first two conditions, how many years does a Chapter Astartes have to work for the Empire before they can do this once?

Can this kind of mobilization of favors and resources have a clear price tag?

priceless!

Well, pricelessness really means no price in a sense...

If we only talk about the individual cost of this armor and the labor of the forging sergeants, the price is actually very easy to calculate.

"In fact, it's not expensive. It only has one month's production capacity of a medium-sized foundry world."

Yule said somewhat against his will, but when he said these words, his heart was bleeding...

"That's good, that's good..." Calvin, who was relieved, completely lost his worries and began to appreciate this treasure that belonged to him wholeheartedly.

He happily circled around the Terminator, touching here and there while asking Yule who was struggling with lies:

"Can I give it a name?"

Yule's answer was: "The specific model has been decided, but the right to name the power armor itself naturally belongs to you."

Hearing this answer, Calvin stopped in his tracks. He patted the Terminator's shoulder armor and said in a deep voice: "Then, call it Original Intention."

Ah, second update. Please vote!

By the way, I will continue to humbly post the missing person notice: My leader, who just appeared yesterday, please join my book club.