Warhammer: In the Name of the Emperor

The stiff servitor limped and moved the box onto the transporter. The automatic transporter parked on the deck of the Infinite Frontier was already loaded with a whole truck of luggage. Not just one truck, but three or four trucks were fully loaded.

The servitor, wearing a breathing mask on his face and several hoses inserted in his abdomen, put the box away stiffly, then turned and walked towards another piece of luggage. He limped and walked across the deck with a stiff movement, and walked past Father Omega.

Omega looked at the servitor in front of him. His mechanical eyes turned and stared at the servitor for a moment, but soon turned to look at the several trucks full of luggage behind him. Omega's eyes scanned the "personal belongings" in those trucks, which almost emptied the entire laboratory.

Especially the gene scanner on the third car. It took a whole shift of servitors to dismantle the damn thing from the laboratory and transport it out. The other things also made the ground staff and the service officer on the ship curse. They helped Omega dismantle the entire laboratory, pack it and load it into the truck, and then let him take it away.

To be honest, the registration and storage information of these large trucks of luggage is simply a nightmare, because most of them, except for the Mechanicus, no one knows what they are, and the service officer needs to ask clearly and register the things taken away from the ship in detail. This is the discipline of the navy, even on Vito's ship. This is no exception, and this has undoubtedly become a torture.

But fortunately, it all ended in the end. The service officer completed the registration and walked away cursing, and the servitors also loaded all the "luggage" onto the transport vehicle, and Omega could leave.

The mechanical priest turned his head and looked around the deck hall. His mechanical eyes were rotating in the surrounding space. The busy deck and every inch of steel space here were reflected in his eyes. His mechanical eyeballs were rotating and staring at everything here.

"Will you miss this place, Father Omega?" Synthesized electronic music sounded beside Omega. He turned his head and looked at Kaul beside him. The great sage, who was as big as the transport vehicles, walked to Omega's side. The mechanical eyeball on his half-human face looked at Omega below.

"Yes, great sage, my service years here are impressive. I think I will remember not only the research and work data here, but also the people here." Omega said in a more stable, regular, and more pleasant synthetic voice. His mechanical eyes locked onto the Imperial Skyhawk on the archway of the deck entrance not far away. His mechanical eyeball really showed a trace of reluctance.

Kaul looked at Omega. There was probably no flesh and blood behind his cold human face, but Kaul still looked at Omega in front of him with the only eyeball that could be called a human part. He then raised his head and looked at the Skyhawk logo, and the name of the Infinite Frontier was written in gold font below it.

"I think you will remember this place, Omega. Even if the data is superimposed and the calculations are repeated, you will remember this place. This place provides precious help for your journey of knowledge and a life worth remembering. Your experience makes me envious."

"Then why don't you get on board later? After dealing with Guilliman's mess." Vito's voice sounded from the side. Cawl and Omega turned their heads to look at the entrance of the deck. Vito smiled and walked up from the open deck door. He stepped onto the inclined door and walked into the cargo deck.

Behind Vito were three Astartes. Their tall physiques could be seen before they stepped onto the deck. When they followed Vito onto the deck, their tall bodies became the absolute focus here.

The three Astartes followed Vito and walked to Kaul and Omega. Vito looked at Kaul with a smile, then walked towards Omega and opened his arms, "Come on, let's go."

"I can't feel your hug, the nerve sensor endings have been removed from my back mechanical arm area." Omega said as Vito hugged him. The latter hugged him with a wry smile and then let go. Vito patted the priest's shoulder and laughed.

"What's wrong? I'm sure if Ragnar was there, he would definitely give you a bear hug that would break your spine. In that case, you would definitely feel his enthusiasm."

"Aren't you going to leave? I have to see you off, okay? We all do." Vito smiled and pressed Omega's shoulder and looked at the people behind him. In front of the Astartes, Captain Cole came up. He was not as generous as Vito, but stretched out his right hand, and Omega immediately raised his right hand to shake it.

The two held each other's hands and shook them gently. Cole nodded to Omega and expressed his sincere respect. "Thank you for your help over the years, Omega. On behalf of the entire ship, I bid you farewell and extend our respect and blessings to you. I wish you all the best." "It's my honor, Captain Cole. It's my honor to serve on your ship. I also wish you all the best on your trip to Terra." Omega nodded his mechanical head. His entire head was almost completely mechanized, and there was not even an inch of exposed skin left. He looked like a pure robot. But everyone knew that under that steel skin was a person, a warm and friendly soul, a friend worthy of respect and eternal remembrance.

"While I am the only one left of our party here, please accept my tribute on behalf of Ragnar, Lancelot and Olaf, Omega. It has been an honor to sail with you all these years, against our enemies.”

Bell said as he took a step forward and put his hand on his chest, then released it and raised his arm to the upper right. He paid tribute to the priest with the honorary etiquette of Ultramar. That is a very high etiquette, Omega. I nodded to Bell with great honor and pleasure.

"Please also accept my respects, Father Omega. Although we have only known each other for a short time, there is no doubt that you are an excellent man, and we are honored to have you on our side, on the side of the Empire. "

This time it was Loken's turn. The last Captain of the Luna Wolf took a few steps forward. He knocked his fist on his chest. The power armor gloves and breastplate collided with each other, making a clear and loud sound, " You are one of the best Mechanicus priests I have ever met, then and now, please accept my respect, Father."

"My honor, Captain Loken, I am honored to be recognized by a survivor of the era of reason and science during the Great Expedition. This is the best comment for me."

Omega said and turned to look at Eisenstein. The captain of the Imperial Fists was obviously not good at this kind of farewell ceremony. After a moment of silence, he just gave Omega a solemn military salute, but that was enough for Omega. , he nodded politely to the company commander, exchanging mutual respect and gratitude.

"Speaking of going to Terra, everything went well, Caul, when can you launch the Primaris project?" Vito turned to look at Caul and said with a smile. He had one hand on his waist and the other hand naturally pressed on his sword. On the handle.

"I'm sure that when the time comes, I will very much like to be supported by the strength of the new Space Marines. A squad, a platoon, a company or an entire chapter of warriors. Terra will need the Primaris warriors."

"Don't worry, Vito, the first batch of Primaris Space Marines have already completed their growth and equipment. They are hibernating and sleeping in my secret test base on Mars. When everything is ready, I will wake them up and you will get Supported by tens of thousands of Space Marines.”

"Space Marines? Are there any established Space Marine companies in the solar system? I vaguely remember that according to the scan results and the battlefield intelligence we obtained, only the Gray Knights currently exist in the solar system, and almost all of them are on Terra. I The brothers have also left Terra, and there are no guards on the palace walls."

Captain Eisenstein was keenly aware of the hidden meaning in Vito's words. Although Vito did not explain it clearly at all, Eisenstein relied on his unique vigilance, identification and understanding to know part of the truth, and he did not know it at all. He asked the person involved directly without concealing anything.

Vito turned to look at the company commander holding his arms and laughed. He turned to look at Bell. He obviously noticed something was wrong in what he just said. He knew the battlefield information better than anyone else. This was Ah The Statute of Statutes requires a qualified Astartes, and as an excellent Ultramarine, Bell has long regarded every instruction of the Statute as his own code of life.

He will understand the situation clearly before entering any battlefield, including local defenses, military strength and battlefield conditions, so yes, Bell was also surprised by the Astartes support Vito just mentioned.

"Support? The subspace storm surrounding the solar system now cannot allow any imperial reinforcements to jump into the solar system. Where did the support you mentioned come from?" Cole also questioned on the side. Vito looked at them, looking obviously Of course he knew that his friends would notice something was wrong when they noticed something strange, so he had no intention of hiding it.

Vito smiled and looked to the side, Caul nodded, "Tell them about the Primaris plan."

"I must remind you, Vito, that Project Primaris is currently a top secret classified project."

"I know, but I trust them, and I hope you trust them as much as I do. After all, they are also members of my coup conspiracy, so tell them."

Vito said and turned to the side and took a few steps. He walked past Bell. The Ultramarines, the two brothers, and the captain looked at Vito who was walking towards the transport truck. He seemed to be taking a leisurely stroll. He walked to the side of the truck and gently fiddled with the cargo carried on it.

Kaul looked at Vito, his mechanical eyes looked at Vito, and the human face frowned slightly. Apparently he heard and noticed the noun part of "coup conspiracy".

He was silent for a moment, and then turned to look at the people in front of him. "Okay, if Vito believes you, then let me tell you, but I hope you can swear to keep this secret and never tell it to anyone."

"Of course it is. I would like to swear in the name of Rogal Dorn and the Emperor that I will defend this secret to the death, even if I have to step into hell." Captain Eisenstein took a step forward and clenched his iron fist. Yu said sharply in his chest, he was serious and solemn, without any intention of slacking off or joking.

Caul looked at him, and beside him, Bell also stepped forward, "As Vito said, this is the task given to you by Sir Robert Guilliman, Great Sage, then this is also mine. I swear to the original title, I will protect this secret."

Call looked at Cole, and then at Loken and Cole, who were nodding behind them. The Great Sage's mechanical eyes turned twice in the opposite direction and then raised his head slightly, tapping his fingers lightly on his hand. On the mechanical scepter on his body, as he stood up, the layers of mechanical devices on his huge body also began to vibrate.

The Great Sage stood up completely with his stooped body. At this moment, everyone realized that Caul was much taller than he looked. As the red robe lifted up with his mechanical torso, Caul's iron The fingers also lightly tightened the scepter. Everyone looked at Caul who stood up in front of them. The Space Marines involuntarily took a step forward and looked up at the tall sage in front of them.

"According to the agreement between Lord Robert Guilliman and Marshal Vitor Constantine and me ten thousand years ago, I was ordered to use the twenty sets of gene glands given to me by Lord Guilliman, which contain all the gene glands of the original body. With the gene seeds of the edited code, combined with the complete set of original plan contents given to me by Marshal Vito, I can improve and create the gene seeds of a new generation of space warriors.”

"According to the orders of the two imperial leaders, I was ordered to materialize and use the new generation of gene seeds to create a new generation of space warriors, and to research and equip them with new weapons and equipment to arm them to fight against the Emperor and the Empire. Thousands of enemies.”

"New Space Marines?" Eisenstein said with a frown. Bell and Loken beside him looked at each other and then looked at Caul silently. The Great Sage looked at them and nodded silently, "Yes. , company commander.”

"What kind of new type of Space Marine?" Cole asked as he stepped forward and raised one hand. He asked this important question. It can also be said that he was very likely to be shot after saying it, shouting heresy. question, but obviously, Great Sage Caul was not worried about this, and he stretched out one hand under his red robe.

The arm stretched out from under the red robe. The mechanical arm slightly lifted the red robe. The forked red robe slid down both sides of his arm. Kaul raised three fingers.

"More stable, easier to transform, and more powerful." Kaul said, raising a finger at each link. He looked at the four people in front of him and explained calmly and patiently. Vito glanced at Looking in Call's direction, he smiled. He actually wasn't worried at all about what Call was going to say.

Cole and Bell are not the stubborn old-school idiots in the empire who shout that the laws of their ancestors cannot be changed every day. Furthermore, this explanation and description has probably been brewing in Cole's mind for tens of millions of years. He probably didn't know how many times he had simulated what he would say when he needed to explain this problem to others.

He can handle it, Vito thought and continued walking beside the transport truck. Omega looked at Vito who was taking out a long opposite spiral gene column beside the truck. He held the reagent jar in both hands and weighed it. He held the gene in his hand and turned it in a spiral, as if he was playing with a toy.

Omega looked at Vito and was silent for a moment. He thought that he probably didn't need to tell Vito that the thing contained in the genetic spiral was the highly toxic infection gland he extracted from Tyran, which was sealed by the enhanced potion jar. It's tight, and if Vito doesn't break the thing, that's fine.

"In the past year, I have repeatedly studied, analyzed and thoroughly improved the gene seed defects of various Space Marine Chapters. Through minimally invasive gene editing, the defective parts were removed and transplanted into different gene seeds, which could make up for each other's shortcomings. The defective fragment cures all gene seed defects."

"From now on, those battle groups that are troubled by genetic racial defects no longer need to worry about the problem of their own gene seeds affecting the recruits, causing loss of control and mutation."

"Wait, you mixed the gene seeds of different Space Marine Chapters?" Bell said almost in surprise, he was shocked by what Caul said.

"Yes, in fact, there is no hard difficulty in this. The original bodies are the bloodline of the Emperor. The helical parts of their genes are almost highly pure and similar. There are only differences in a few genetic characteristics, so editing, mixing and connecting with each other It can be done, of course, thanks to the ancient technology that Vito brought to me, without which this idea would never have been possible.”

Kaul looked in the direction of Vito, who put Tyran's dangerous genetic reagent back into the vehicle. He walked from the end of the transport vehicle to the other side, and when he left, he gently shook the disc that erased Helen. , of course Helen did not open it, but with Vito shaking it, it was as if she was saying hello.

Kaul turned his head again and looked at the people in front of him. They all looked at each other in surprise. Bell, who was well versed in biological knowledge, was especially shocked. He turned his head and muttered to himself in surprise, seemingly shocked. Not light.

"You mean, under the orders of Lord Guilliman and Marshal Vitor, you began to create a new generation of space warriors that were more stable, easy to produce, and created ten thousand years ago?" Cole asked in surprise. , Kaul looked at the captain and nodded gently.

"Yes, this is the Primaris plan I want to tell you. The new generation is more stable and easy to implant gene seed-modified Space Marines. After the gene spiral is stabilized, I also improved the implantation process and added a few more The implanted body organ can greatly improve the physical strength of the space warriors, and at the same time improve the survival rate during the gene seed implantation stage, allowing each battle group to expand quickly. "

"How many people can be expanded?" Eisenstein asked immediately on the side. He tried to stay calm and asked this important question, a question that was crucial to all Space Marine Chapters, especially those who The battle group was severely reduced in number during the war, but suffered from the high mortality rate during the genetic seed modification process and could not recover for a long time.

Kaul looked at Captain Eisenstein. His mechanical eyes were locked on the commander. The analysis data flow in the scanning window interface was constantly beating around Eisenstein, and the locking arrow like a standard mirror was set on him.

Caul's eyeballs scrolled with a series of data, and his fingers lightly loosened and then clenched on the scepter, "If my calculation results are correct, the founding war group can be born in a few rounds of Primaris warriors, and The existing Primaris warriors awakened and joined the Chapter Company to expand to the size of a legion."

"The remaining sub-groups, due to the iteration of gene seeds, are slightly different from the original group. The expansion process will be relatively slow, but they can eventually reach the size of a small army."

"This is also Lord Guilliman's order. For today's empire, a thousand-man battle group can no longer support the increasingly severe front pressure. According to Lord Guilliman's order, when he woke up, the reform of the battle group into a legion will begin, and Project Primaris will provide the engine power for the military transformation."

"Praise the Emperor and the Primarch! This will provide valuable assistance to all our brothers. Our war groups that suffered heavy losses under Abaddon's invasion and are almost on the verge of extinction can be rebuilt!" Bell clenched his fists happily and said, He looked to the side of Eisenstein with unspeakable excitement. He was proud of his genetic father's long-term vision and the great plan that lasted for tens of millions of years. Guilliman had just returned to the Empire, and he was already proud of it. This dark time brings hope.

Bell looked at Eisenstein, who frowned and looked at Kaul without saying a word. Bell was a little confused and puzzled. He watched the happy smile on Eisenstein's face gradually disappear, "What's wrong? ? Eisenstein, what's the problem?"

"Please forgive me, brother, I have no intention of despising your original body's achievements, but I am not sure whether all chapters will be willing to accept these warriors who are not trained, created and cultivated by their own regiments."

"I don't quite understand what you mean, company commander. Other regiments are not willing to accept it? Why?" Bell showed a strange look after hearing this. He didn't understand it. In other words, from his perspective as the perspective of the Ultramarines, it was very difficult to understand. It’s hard to understand why Eisenstein said this.

But he was not the only one who was confused. Captain Gavir Loken, an ancient warrior from thousands of years ago, did not understand Eisenstein's concerns, so he chose to ask questions.

"Why not? The investment of new military force can bring valuable supplements, why resist?" Loken asked in surprise. Eisenstein turned to Loken and was silent for a moment. He raised his eyes and looked at himself. Genetic brothers, although for many people, Loken's genetic blood is cursed, but for Eisenstein, he had already known Loken in his past voyages and battles. He heard from Vito The story of this respectable brother.

"Captain Loken, in the ancient expedition era, did you ever have people who were completely unknown to the battle brothers, but suddenly joined the army due to certain events or people and things? Will they be recognized by the veterans? Do they trust and accept it?”

Loken was about to say something but hesitated. He hesitated and stood beside Bell. The Ultramarine looked at his battle brother in surprise, "What's wrong? Captain Loken, what did you think of?" "

"I may understand what Eisenstein meant, Bell. I have experienced something similar."

"Similar things? Are you saying that during the Great Crusade, you also accepted such a new generation of warriors to join the old legion?"

"Yes, but I am one of those new generation soldiers." Loken said dryly, seeming to be recalling the embarrassing time in the early days of his military career, when he first joined the legion as a new recruit.

"The Legion was born very early. It was created by the Emperor before the return of the original body. The members of the Legion at that time were all veterans of the Unification War on Terra. They followed the Emperor and Vitor to fight in all the early battles of the Great Crusade. So they are very proud, even complacent.”

"These veterans of the legion adhere to the tradition and talk about the honor and long history of the legion. But I am not one of them. I am in the Primarch."

Loken hesitated to speak. He was stunned when he was about to say the name of his genetic father. He hesitated and did not dare to say that name. It was a name that was undoubtedly cursed in today's empire, but Loken was also lucky, because Someone told him.

"Loken only joined the Legion after Horus returned. Like Abaddon, Ashmand and Torgadon, most of the warriors of the Luna Wolves joined the Legion with the Warmaster, not Tai. Latino veterans, many chapters have similar problems. The veterans suffered too many losses in the war, and the return of the original body brought warriors from the original body's home planet, resulting in fierce conflicts between the old and new generations of warriors. "

Vito, who was walking aside, suddenly spoke up and explained. He helped Loken name all the cursed names, and also explained the main content of the question.

Vito was walking beside the transport truck. He knocked on the baffle of the transport truck and turned to look at Loken who nodded to him gratefully. He smiled and waved his hand before turning around and continuing to salute his Omega. .

"As the marshal said, when our generation of recruits who only joined the army during the Great Expedition joined the legion, the veterans rejected us very much. Our training, habits and even language were completely different from theirs, so the veterans hated us. The new members caused many contradictions, conflicts, and even more serious troubles. This series of troubles continued until the veterans were almost exhausted due to the war, and the new generation of soldiers completely replaced their positions in such a cruel way. It’s over.”

As he spoke, Loken raised his head and looked at Eisenstein, who nodded slightly to Loken. He knew that Loken understood his concerns. After the two veterans nodded and greeted each other, Loken looked at Bell on the side. His expression also became troubled, and he obviously understood.

Bell is very smart. In fact, among the three Space Marines present here, Bell's talent and wisdom are undoubtedly the most outstanding, so he can understand what Loken said.

Veterans of various chapters will not welcome the Primaris warriors, except for the ultramarines and their sub-chapters. Although many brothers in the chapter may not have a positive attitude towards the Primaris warriors, this is their genetic primarch after all. They personally deploy the plan, so even if they are dissatisfied, they will eventually choose to accept the new recruits.

Even Sicarius knows how to do it. Although he probably wants to express himself in front of Guilliman and win the favor of the original body, he will also accept the Primaris warriors, but other regiments are different.

Bell knew the other brothers of the Chapter very well. After all, he had served on secondment in the Death Watch Chapter for so long. He also had many contacts with brothers from different Chapters. He knew them well and knew that there was a strong xenophobic tradition in many Chapters.

For example, the Dark Angels. Although Lancelot is a cheerful warrior who is willing to accept new things, Bell also knows other Dark Angels. They are all quite conservative and old-fashioned, and they may not be so active on the problems of Primaris warriors.

Even the old enemy of the Dark Angels, the Space Wolves Chapter, which has always been known for its tolerance, cheerfulness and crookedness, is also notoriously exclusive. They can cooperate with you, laugh and drink, but for the warriors who join their Chapter They all attach great importance to the traditional ceremony of joining the regiment. Those who have not experienced it will not be accepted by the regiment.

In addition, there are many regiments like this. They attach great importance to tradition and follow the ancient culture inherited from their respective original bodies. They will not deploy it personally because this is the original body of the Ultramarines. Robert Guilliman plan, and chose to accept it generously and give up the customs and culture of his own war group.

Bell lowered his head and pondered. Eisenstein and Loken also stood aside silently. The whole atmosphere became much more depressed and low. Captain Cole held his chin in thought and turned to look at Wei who was walking on the side. Damn, he seems to have had enough of Omega's baggage, or in other words, he came over at the right time. He is always very good at timing the entry.

"Can you ask the Chapters to accept Primaris warriors? You know, the Marshal's orders."

"Believe me, Cole, you don't want me to use orders to advance the Primaris plan. First of all, this will make all chapters feel dissatisfied, resentful and think that their honor has been violated. You don't want to know that they feel this way. The final result.”

"Second, I can't order them. Yes, I do have the qualifications and power to directly order and command all battle groups, but I can order, and they don't have to obey, such as the Dark Angels, Space Wolves, and Black Templars. Such a typical undisciplined war group, what should you and I do to exterminate them?"

Vito said and walked up to Cole. He watched the captain raise his hand and waved, "Besides, this kind of stubborn chapter may account for half of all Space Marine chapters. There are ten thousand of them. Over the years, I have rarely obeyed the direct orders of high-ranking imperial officers, or even the High Lords Council. If I had to force them to obey orders, we would first have to fight a civil war with the remaining half of the war group. This is comparable to Bada. The war was much more brutal."

Vito put his hands behind his back and sighed softly, but he was not surprised. In other words, Vito had already known this result when the Primaris plan was formulated. This is not difficult to guess.

"I guess you have an idea?" Cole said to Vito, who had a smile on his face. He sighed and raised his hands behind his back, looking at Call in his classic way of talking about business. .

"Let's put aside the Primaris issue for now. In addition to forming the new Space Marine force, you also have a task that I need you to complete."

"What?" Call looked at Vito and asked in a synthetic voice. Vito looked at Call and showed an unconcealed evil smile. He shrugged, "I guess you have guessed it, I want to overthrow the turtleneck." Lord Council, so I need you to go to Mars and convince your colleagues, especially the Forge General, to support my actions."

After hearing this, Cole looked at the Great Sage warily. This was also a rebellion, and it was a rebellion against the lord who sought heights. In the empire, this was definitely the number one crime among all, even if Cole had already Determined to join the plan, he was still a little nervous. He looked at the Great Sage and carefully observed the Great Sage's reaction.

But the great sage Belisarius Caul just laughed softly after listening to Vito's brief but quite scary plan, "I'm not surprised. After I performed ten million times of Terra In the siege calculations, you will choose to kill the High Lords Council and take over the defense of Terra every time.”

"Humph, have you considered what I need you to do?" Vito asked with a smile, his smile was slightly sarcastic.

"Almost six million times the results contain this part, so yes, I am not surprised. You need me to go to Mars to convince the Foundry General, because you are not sure whether the Foundry General will support you. You are not absolutely sure, and if If you appear in front of the Forge General, you will reveal yourself."

"Yes, the Foundry General himself is also a member of the High Lords Council, and he is a very core one. He has obtained a lot of benefits through the Council of Elders over the years, including research materials, dangerous experiment approvals, and covering up the Mechanicus again and again. "Heretical behavior, so I'm not sure whether he will be willing to support me and kill the High Lords Council, his good tool, and if he chooses to stand there, the High Lords Council will know that I have returned."

Vito raised his hand as he spoke. He opened his palm slightly, and golden lightning jumped from it. The dazzling golden light briefly illuminated his and Caul's faces, "If that happens, I can only use force." The problem has been solved by means, and now Terra does not need to fight a civil war, which will only make Abaddon happy to death. "

"So you need me to convince the Forge General, and you will go to Terra and secretly advance other steps." Caul's mechanical eyes locked on Vito, and countless computing arrays were scattered around Vito in his blue vision. , the latter raised his head and looked into Kaul's eyes from that calculating perspective.

"That's right, you are currently the most relied upon and important great sage of the Mechanicus. You have forgotten more knowledge in your mind than many priests can learn in a lifetime. They will fight for the little bit of knowledge you have. If I have a broken head, I will naturally be willing to listen to your advice.”

"It will be more effective for you to persuade them than for me, so I hope you can convince your colleagues that if the coup succeeds, I will need the support of the Mechanicus. Can you do it?"

Vito looked at Call's upturned face and asked. Following Vito's final inquiry, Cole, the three Space Marines and Omega on one side all looked at the Great Sage. Call looked at Vito in front of him. Tuo's mechanical eye started to move, and his silence lasted for a while.

After this uncomfortable silence lasted for a long time, the Great Sage nodded slightly, "In the name of the Emperor and the Ohm Messiah, Vito, I will do my best to assist you, and I will convince the Forge General. of."

"If he ultimately chooses to stand against us, I will take necessary actions to ensure that he cannot threaten our plans."

"I still need the Adeptus Mechanicus to be intact, instead of letting the internal copycats fight, can that be done?" Vito smiled and stretched out a hand, and Caul smiled weirdly with his synthesized voice. A mechanical arm the same size as a human arm stretched out from under the robe, and the mechanical palm held Vito's hand.

"Of course, I will make sure that everything is foolproof, and you also need to make sure that Terra is foolproof."

"Oh, do you just know me? In terms of playing trajectory, it would be nice if those little brats in the Terran Council can cause some trouble. In this galaxy, they can play conspiracy and conspiracy with me for several rounds. There aren’t many people.”

Kaul chuckled softly, and after he let go of Vito's hand, he turned and left. His huge torso swayed from side to side with the movement of the iron feet under him, "Come on, Omega, join us." With the new mission given to us by the Marshal, we have a lot to do.”

They left, and Omega left with the Great Sage after nodding to Vito and others. Vito looked at their leaving figures, and transport trucks filled with goods left with them.

Call's huge body quickly disappeared at the bottom of the landing deck in the distance. Vito looked in that direction, while Cole leaned over from the side. He pressed the laser gun on his waist and looked at what was inside the battleship. Entrance gate.

"Shall we set off?"

"Let's go, hum, I haven't been back for a long time, it's time to go back to my hometown."

Vito said and turned around and walked towards the entrance deep into the battleship. Cole followed him. The three Space Marines also nodded affirmatively after looking at each other. The three giants followed Vito with heavy steps.

After they walked in from under the golden Eagle logo, Cole took out his communicator from his waist. He pressed open the small cylindrical communicator, pointed at the position of the microphone and spoke.

"Anna, tell the whole ship to prepare to sail, set a course, and take us home."

"Return to our home planet, our Terra."

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