Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes

Gather, prepare, and set off;

Starport, frigate, shuttle.

Half an hour later, Gothic, a huge planet divided into blue and red by human settlements and forging worlds, became increasingly insignificant in the eyes of the crowd;

The artificial ocean with undulating tides, the hive city covered with green plants on the surface...

The industrial rust belt that is black and red like a pool of dirty blood, and the never-ending forge with bright red lava flowing...

No matter how magnificent the civilization is, it cannot resist the laws of physics;

No matter how great the race is, it is just a drop in the ocean in the vast universe.

And more than ten minutes later, when it completely disappeared from Sura's sight, the shuttle also quietly drove into the cargo hold of a certain export ship that was quietly opened behind an asteroid belt.

Two hours later, the transport ship disguised as an armed merchant ship returned to Gothic again, and then followed the huge flow of ships, in the ordinary routine password identification.

The wetware, which was occupied by mechanical logic, could not see through the disguise of the Inquisition. So after successfully obtaining the permission to pass through the inner ecological zone, the transport ship quietly passed through the outer defense of Goth.

Sura, Jin, and four sons of Calvin stood quietly in the specially made cargo hold with a shielding layer, like six steel sculptures.

The internal circulation system of the power armor was working quietly. There was only occasional data streaming in the darkness, which caused the servo processing frequency to increase and made their eyepieces flash a little light.

Bang!

It was unknown how long it had been. When the heavy object fell to the ground, it meant that the artificial gravity was restored again. Several giants woke up from meditation and began to habitually check their equipment.

Next to the transport ship that had entered the Gothic capital starport, an agent who looked like a worker walked into the cargo hold. Sura and others looked at each other silently, then ignored the corpses lying behind him and walked out at the latter's gesture.

Starport - dock - rail elevator descending from the clouds;

A huge train like a cruiser in the old times, with hundreds of tons of solid metal wheels, rumbles over all the dust and wasteland on the rails, and then carries a sword of judgment forged from the Titans to the distance - the huge city where prosperity and sin coexist.

The giants walking in the three-dimensional city have no sense of existence. Although they have huge bodies and iconic armor, they are still like ghosts, without alarming any monitoring along the way.

The benefits of the Tribunal's deep cultivation of Gothic for many years are fully demonstrated here. Among the countless roads that extend in all directions, there is always one that allows them to calmly look down on the mortals under their feet without causing a ripple.

And Sura's sight was also shocked by the hundreds of sleeping warships placed on one side of the starport when he just left the warehouse, and then numb by the prosperity of the forging world and commercial nest city all the way.

This is Gothic, a planet with both steel and peace;

This is Gothic, a contradictory world with war and peace, two opposite and contradictory things.

"They are not normal..."

The Grey Knights marched forward, while Sura, who was at the front of the team, looked sideways.

Behind the one-way transparent armored glass, there was a wide view of more than ten kilometers in the sky corridor from a height of hundreds of meters.

And in Sura's eyes in this corridor, on the buildings on the lower outer edge of the nest, the mortal soldiers as tiny as ants were being assembled and mobilized in astonishing numbers.

Weapons, ammunition, armored vehicles, and field hospitals, vehicles the size of matchboxes and black spots were gathering;

He could even imagine the sound under his feet at this moment, that was the rumbling vehicles and the rustling military boots merged into a torrent, and then pointed to the direction Sura had walked before in the commands one after another.

This army that was gathering from various camps obviously received a clear combat order. But when Sura was walking through the Hive City, he did not hear any relevant information in the Defense Force's encrypted channel.

"Rebellion." Jin did not look back and continued to move forward. He was not surprised by the rebellion happening under his feet, and his tone did not change at all.

"- Here?"

Sura first accepted the fact, and then tried to understand the logic of the fact, but the planet under his feet was not only armed with the Empire, but also the military force of the Forge World itself, which made him unable to understand the logic behind this situation.

"No, not here." Jin turned his head and stopped.

The gilded texture of Achilles's helmet reflected a gorgeous halo under artificial lighting, and unlike the azure blue of the Grey Knights, behind the dark red eyepiece, Sura could still feel Jin's plain but compassionate eyes as an emperor's guard.

"In Gerhard." As he spoke, his eyes seemed to have passed Sura and looked at the place they had just passed;

And Sura reflexively clenched the halberd in his hand, because-that was the largest battleship cemetery in the entire Gothic.

The essence of human industry accumulated over thousands of years in the Gothic homeland and even in the docks of the three nearby forge worlds is placed in the starry sky behind the star port; Hundreds of warships are sleeping in the void. Each of them represents the labor of tens of millions of people for centuries; each of them is the essence of human industrial technology!

And if these sealed and reserved warships are lost, the entire Gothic Sector and even the entire Hazy Star Region will suffer a heavy blow in terms of war potential!

The enemy's malice was so strong that the moment Sulla understood their intentions, his chest expanded unconsciously!

"Why don't you stop them!"

The clanking armor showed Sura's anxiety, but in his vision of looking around, the other comrades-in-arms were indifferent.

Looking back again, he saw Jin who was still calm. Sulla, who was belatedly aware of this, finally realized that Gorgon, no, the task given to him by the original body was not as simple as he imagined;

And when did he himself become the last person in the team to know the news - the one who was isolated?

"Psychic energy."

Among the comrades behind him, Arbitrator Thor, who had been silent, finally spoke.

He looked at Sura seriously, and then said in a slightly clumsy tone:

"You can no more fight it than you can fight your destiny."

"I didn't!" Sura defended instinctively.

But when his eyes met his comrades, and the rising awareness in his instincts, at the moment of contact with the will of the legion, he received a huge flow of information.

His pale explanation naturally disappeared in the breeze blowing in the corridor.

"Let's go." Jin's voice saved him, allowing the briefly-stopped team to move forward again.

The former seemed to have no interest in the problems between Sulla and his comrades, while Sulla also took the time to "read" the information in his brain.

At the same time, in the conference hall of Blackstone Fortress, everyone who received the notice from the Tribunal that there would be a rebellion showed indifferent smiles, and then they were informed by the news that "the rebels are targeting the Jerhad Star Port." Shock.

The smiles on their faces had no time to disappear, but the blood under their skin disappeared without a trace in just a few seconds, as if blown by a storm.

"No! They won't succeed!" Admiral Holmes is still struggling. The elite marines stationed on the star port are his last stubborn source of confidence.

"What if someone sneaks in early?"

Calvin looked to his side, and the Inquisition Intelligence Officer continued to speak after receiving the prompt.

"Ahead of time? Sneak in?" Holmes's eyes moved rapidly, and the muscles on his face became ferocious and twisted at a certain moment!

He suddenly turned his gaze behind him. There was the position of his adjutant and the deputy chief of staff of the Gothic Naval Command - Commodore Johnson!

"Yesterday, the battleship decommissioning list I signed was sent by you, right?"

late! I'm so sorry!

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