Warhammer: In the Name of the Emperor

"Repeat, what do you need?"

"I said I fucking need support! The Emperor, damn it!"

The lieutenant who was carrying a laser gun yelled at the intercom. He yelled and threw a Molotov cocktail over his head. The lieutenant cursed angrily and quickly lowered his body and knelt beside his jeep. He looked at the car that roared from the top. The Molotov cocktail suddenly hit the armored vehicle behind him.

The fire instantly burned along with the alcohol on the surface of the Chimera armored vehicle. The lieutenant crouched beside his car and looked at the blazing fire. The cocktail Molotov cocktail was unable to destroy the Chimera armored vehicle, but its flames still caused the surrounding area to be destroyed. The remaining soldiers quickly dispersed.

One of them had been ignited with flames. He screamed and cursed and ran out. Then he fell to the ground and rolled repeatedly while screaming. The comrades behind him also quickly stepped forward, took off their coats and The clothes slapped the flames against him.

"For the Emperor's sake, take him down!"

"Where are you going, Lieutenant?" A private with a gun on his back hurriedly stepped forward and helped the unfortunate guy up. The flames on his body had been extinguished. Although the beautiful uniform seemed to be ruined, fortunately he was still alive. Isn't it?

"Think with your head on your shoulders! Of course, go to the military camp, find a military doctor, and more!" The officer looked at the soldier who was walking backwards supporting the wounded who was covered in black burns. When the man heard the officer's voice, He stopped again and turned to look at the lieutenant standing next to the jeep.

The lieutenant looked at the soldiers around him. They were rushing towards the mob with guns or anti-riot shields. In front of the violent and angry people, there was a difficult line of defense supported by anti-riot shields, batons, and lasers. Guns and bayonets clashed with the hungry and angry mob outside.

There was chaos at the gate of the outer wall of the entire palace, and the most vicious curses echoed in front of the entire gate. The angry citizens not only cursed, but also attacked the guards with all kinds of things they could find, including stones and bricks. Tiles and anything else that could be thrown was thrown over.

The explosion-proof shield wall was beaten to pieces, and countless broken glass and various things fell to the ground after hitting the shield. The soldiers' military boots stepped on the debris, making a clicking sound. .

The lieutenant looked in the direction of the explosion-proof shield wall. He looked at the guard soldiers huddled in front of them. A Molotov cocktail was thrown over their heads again. This time, the bottle directly hit the jeep behind the lieutenant. The explosive The shot of wine instantly lit a corner of the lieutenant's clothes.

The lieutenant cursed and ran forward several steps quickly. The young lieutenant officer quickly took off his burning coat and threw it on the ground. He looked at the burning clothes in the place, and then looked at the man who had been swallowed up by the fire and was quickly burning. Exploding Jeep.

The officer's jeep exploded instantly. The fuel tank turned into a bomb in the high temperature. The steel engine and body became the bomb part of the fortress in the blink of an eye. The fierce fire lifted the jeep up, and the entire body was in the air. After turning over several times, it fell to the ground.

The lieutenant frowned as he looked at the jeep. He turned to the soldiers supporting the wounded and roared, "Go to the barracks and bring all the brothers! Quick, we must not let the mob break through the gate!"

"Yes, Lieutenant!" The private helped the wounded and ran into the gate. The lieutenant behind him watched them leave and then turned to look forward. He looked at the explosion-proof shield wall that was rattled by countless projectiles. The lieutenant turned sideways Another beer bottle was dodged at once. Fortunately, there was no fire exploding inside this thing, so the lieutenant dodged for a while and dodged it.

"Damn it, what are the Ministry of Justice and the Defense Force doing? The fucking mobs are all running to the entrance of the palace." He cursed secretly and looked at the mobs in front of him. They were wandering in groups outside the defense line, in the streets in the distance. The soldiers aiming at throwing projectiles, holding explosion shields and wearing helmets were no longer as glamorous as before. Their bodies were all covered with spilled wine, sweat and dried blood.

"Everyone! Go forward! Armored car, driver! Pull Chimei up!" The roaring lieutenant pulled out the laser gun on his waist. He shouted at the surrounding soldiers and walked towards the shield wall.

The lieutenant yelled at the soldiers around him. He dragged a retreating soldier to the front. He also waved his pistol and directed his men to move forward. But the lieutenant didn't know that, so they now had to fight with The Ministry of Justice, which had previously helped them suppress the masses, and the Defense Forces, who were also responsible for the same unfortunate end, were now watching them from the city walls.

On the outer wall of the palace behind the lieutenant, Vito was standing on the towering high wall looking at everything below. He looked at the burning barricades, the burning tires being rolled up one by one, and all kinds of Curses and roars echoed in the black smoke-filled city below.

The scale of this riot is very large. Although it may not sound big, the area outside the palace covers the entire Northeast Asia, so imagine that several provinces on old Terra are full of burning streets and buildings. There are also all kinds of mobs physically interacting with the guards, what a sight it would be.

Vito didn't need to think about it, because he was looking at the ancient guardian of Terra standing on the city wall at the moment, overlooking the continent-level riot scene. Vito had a strange feeling in his mind for a moment, an inexplicable pride. He didn't know why he felt this way, but he probably felt the same every time Lily did something similar or Tzeentch did it.

You know, find a good spot and enjoy the spectacle you've created, while watching the stupid guards and greedy nobles below scramble for their lives, hiding from the mob like a bunch of panicked ducks.

It's really interesting, because generally speaking, it's the nobles and bureaucrats who watch their soldiers drive away the common people of the empire in the same way, but it can be said that the world has declined, or the emperor has opened his eyes, and today these assholes are also enjoying it Same treatment.

"The situation is going well, Master." Eva, the current master of the Assassin Court who appeared silently, suddenly walked up from behind Vito. She stopped a few steps away from Vito and looked at it with her silver skull mask. Looking at Vito, there is a red mechanical eye under the rotating gear.

Vito turned his head slightly and glanced at Eva. He then moved his eyes away from her perfect figure and glanced at the assassin standing on the other side of the city wall. That was an assassin similar to Eva. The only difference was, He still had his weapon.

"You only have one person, Master, where is Angvar?" Eva asked, standing behind Vito, her voice as low and hoarse as ever, sounding like a servitor or a priest whose vocal cords were disturbed.

"I asked him to stay in the college and cooperate with Dean Nassimov in deploying and coordinating tomorrow's actions. We must be in step and cooperate reliably to solve the problem."

Vito raised his head and looked at the dim sky above his head. It was almost dark, but the raging riots on Terra completely illuminated the sky of the entire continent with burning flames. Fiery red clouds continued to flicker overhead, accompanied by a The flames flickered and the light and dark were constantly changing in a trance.

"I don't need an escort, Eva."

He knew without looking, and Vito also knew that there must be many assassins standing around now. He was also sure that many of them just needed to be randomly combined to form a temporary team to destroy the entire military camp, or sneak into a certain He went to the homes of Terran dignitaries, beheaded them all, and then hung their bodies on high buildings to float in the wind.

"I know, Master, but for safety reasons, I still think you need some basic protection." Eva said calmly from behind, "Any allies now may become enemies in the next moment, Master."

"You don't believe in the Inquisition or the Loyal Si Academy?"

"I don't trust anyone, whether it's the high lord or Angvar and the others. No one is trustworthy in the face of power. This is what you taught us, Master." Eva said coldly, without a trace of emotion in her voice. temperature.

Vito smiled silently. Eva was right. This was really what he gave to the assassins. It was not the sacred words that he had never said at all, nor was it the content of the stories fabricated by poets and historians. What Eva said was the truth, the primary plan she told them when she founded the Assassin's Court.

"In the face of power, any friend, even a friend who seems to be as close to you as a brother just now, will become an enemy in the next blink of an eye, and the Assassin's Court's bounden duty is to eliminate them for the Emperor."

This is what Vito taught them, and it seems that even after so long, they still remember it and carry it out very well, even now.

"Have you arranged the assassins? Anyone else except the high lord." Vito asked coldly, looking at the burning street below. Eva behind him nodded silently, accompanied by the skull mask. The flashing blood-red eyes undulated like an incarnation of pure death, and in a sense, that was true.

She is the embodiment of death for all, and like the Assassins themselves, they bring death to all, even those who are now allies.

"According to your order, I have placed responsible assassins around Anguva, Nasimov and everyone involved in the operation. If you suspect that they are up to no good, we will execute your order and eliminate any threats."

Eva's voice was colder than the glaciers of the Inquisition's Antarctic Fortress. She silently returned to Vito. She faithfully fulfilled her leader's orders and hung the Sword of Damocles above everyone. The top of the head, including those of so-called friends.

"Very good." Vito looked calmly at the flaming street below. Eva stood behind him and fell silent. However, her gently shaking fingers, although the shaking amplitude was so small that it could not be observed by ordinary people, but obviously, Vito wasn't a normal person, so he noticed.

"You still have questions, Eva, feel free to ask them."

"Master, please excuse me, have you prepared a backup plan for Guilliman? If you haven't decided yet, I can formulate an assassination plan for the original body on your behalf."

Eva spoke these treasonous words calmly. Vito was sure that any Ultramarines or Space Marines present would definitely cut Eva into pieces in rage, but Eva would not be afraid, she would be loyal. to fulfill his duties as an assassin.

And she was also reminding Vito to fulfill his duties, in a way that was not offensive but a little offensive. The latter smiled and put his hands behind his back, his eyes flashing with the flames of the burning city below.

"You can't deal with him. I will be responsible for Guilliman. You only need to be responsible for the others."

"As you command, Master." Eva responded with a slight nod to Vito, but Vito suddenly spoke again and asked a question that made Eva feel a little surprised for a moment.

"Eva, do you have an assassination plan for me?"

He suddenly asked, asking this question so suddenly and without warning. Eva raised her head and looked at Vito in front of her without saying a word. She was silent. The leader of the Assassin Court looked at her leader. She and she The undisputed leader of all assassins, but he asked himself a completely unanswerable question.

"Grandmaster?"

"Assassins can't trust people, Eva, including ourselves. I don't want what happened to Wangerich to happen again during the Beast Wars."

Vito said and turned around and walked to Eva. He raised his hand and pressed Eva's shoulder, the skin covered by the leather tights. Vito's fingers gently stroked the skin-like surface of the tights. Stand next to Eva.

"I am about to overthrow the High Lord. For the first time in ten thousand years, I will directly manage and rule the empire. Although I will assist Guilliman, you must be prepared and remember the principles I told you. Before power, "No one can be trusted, no matter who he is." "I brought you from that radioactive planet, Eva, and you didn't let me down, ever, with your brothers and sisters who were born from clones." You've never disappointed me before, and it's the same this time."

"Think about this problem carefully, Eva, and then think about it and formulate it carefully. You know how strong my power is, so you must be serious and careful, and treat this as the most difficult task in history."

Eva turned to look at Vito. The skull mask looked at Vito beside her in silence. The latter patted her shoulder and walked past her. Vito walked along the city wall towards the dim tower in the distance. direction.

"I'm going to the palace. It's time to meet him. I hope he won't bother me with those riddles and don't let your assassins follow me. Firstly, I don't need it. Secondly, the golden corns will see what you say. , will be very unhappy.”

As Vito spoke, he walked towards the end of the city wall and into the shadow. Eva looked at him in silence for a moment. Then she took off the mask on her face. With a gentle push of her finger, the mask fell from her face. His face fell down.

The gray hair hung in front of her eyes, and the same gray eyes underneath looked at Vito's back. There was a mark on her left face, a number, a serial number that was convenient for counting supplies and massive casualties. KG-M41-9011K-601000.

Eva looked at Vito, she looked at Vito silently, and then put on the mask again, like all her brothers and sisters, hiding that appearance under the mask, "Yes, Master."