Warhammer: In the Name of the Emperor

"Report to the dean that the operation is going well to control the military camp! The high lords are finished!"

De O'Neill's voice echoed inside and outside the loudspeaker of the communication equipment. The operator sitting in front of the communication terminal was wearing headphones. He turned the knob on the communication instrument in front of him. Soon Cullen's voice was heard among the noise of the battlefield. It was corrected and became clear and loud.

That loud voice echoed in the operations command headquarters. This is the command team training camp for Zhongsi students. It was used to conduct simulated battlefield command and emergency response training for future commanders who will command students. However, although it is training The battalion is fully equipped, including tactical map tables, holographic projection panels, and complex battlefield communication equipment surrounding it.

Lieutenant Charles turned her head and looked in the direction of the communication terminal behind her. She never thought that since this place could one day be used in a real military operation, it would not be the students of the Command Academy who were simulating the house here and brainstorming various things. A variety of fierce battles, but a real military command.

But I have to say that everyone who stayed in the academy and did not directly go to the city with guns and armored vehicles to charge into the position of the command academy has done a good job. The communication group, battlefield coordination group and military map group all carried out the work in an orderly and orderly manner. Do your own work.

They surrounded the central tactical map table where Ciel was, and performed their duties in the clearly classified work areas around them. Orders and the latest situation information were continuously transmitted, accompanied by the clicking of the mechanical keyboard. With a loud voice, the latest battlefield information was updated on the tactical map in front of Charles.

He looked at the CNC desktop in front of him. The palace map on it was flashing with red dots. The arrows with different numbers represented each group. According to the summary, they did a pretty good job. All of them The team is advancing the front line in an orderly manner.

"This is the Stormtrooper team. We have taken control of the TV tower. The other teams have disarmed the high-level weapons positions of the palace. Some people are injured, but no one is dead, both our people and the people on the opposite side."

The communication audio sounded again in the communication channel. After listening, Charles nodded to the officer in charge of the map beside him. The latter also nodded lightly and immediately touched the far end of the map with the long pole in his hand. Along with that With the click of the long touch sensor pole, several target red circles on the military map turned into flashing Sky Eagle logos.

Charles patted the officer on the shoulder. The latter nodded slightly and continued his work with the students around him. Charles walked around behind them and walked to the other end of the tactical map, to the edge of the long table. Dean Nassimov was sitting on a chair, holding his chin in his hands and looking at the tactical table in front of him.

His face was illuminated by the countless signal marks on the map, the tactical nodes and the light emitted by the forward arrows. Lieutenant Charles walked to the dean, stood at attention, saluted, and then looked at the huge military around him. The map, on which the marching arrows displayed in real time continued to shoot straight towards the vital point like bullets.

"All teams are making good progress, Dean. In less than half an hour, we will be able to capture all the outer positions of the Parliament Building."

"How is the communication within the parliament? Have they sent any signals to the outside world?" Nasimov asked and looked at the parliament icon on the far side of the map. There were countless red dots flashing around the building that occupied a large area in the corner of the palace. It looked like a lone bison cornered by wolves.

"No, there is no signal at all. Just like the judge said, the entire parliament's communications have been cut off. And not only that, when the left wing troops attacked, they found that the military camp on the side of the parliament did not seem to be moving. It was as if the people inside suddenly It’s like they’re all dead.”

Charles said as he looked at the dead military camp. There was no sign of commando occupation there. However, according to the reports from the frontline troops, they thought that the enemy there would launch a large-scale counterattack. But in fact, there was no movement at all there. No, the entire military camp was dead silent, like a tomb.

That place made Charles feel very uncomfortable. He quietly looked at Heinrich not far away. The inquisitor was standing behind a group of operators with his hands behind his back, looking at the ticking instruments in front of him. Charles squinted slightly. Looking at the bolter Heinrich wore on his waist, he was the only one with a weapon here. Even if Ciel asked him to hand over his weapon like everyone else, he clearly refused. This made Ciel always feel a sense of An ominous feeling, like having a shadowy wolf staring at your back.

"Our "allies" of the Inquisition and Assassins are clearly hiding a lot from us, sir, and they are doing something secretly unknown."

Nassimov also glanced in the direction of Heinrich, but he just looked at the tribunal in silence for a moment, and then looked back at the map as if nothing had happened, "At least they did what they promised, and they also It’s not causing trouble for us, so let’s pay attention to our own problems first.”

"There, ask Cullen what's going on with his team? Why did the action arrow stop?" Nasimov pointed to a red arrow at the edge of the map. The arrow seemed to have hit an invisible iron wall. Completely motionless.

Charles stared at that place for a moment, then strode to the side. He took the phone from an officer who had already prepared to pick up the phone and handed it to him. Charles stood by the table with one hand on the table. on the other hand, holding the red front phone.

"Hello, President of the Cullen Artillery Academy? I am Adjutant Charles. Dean Nasimov wants to ask you what's going on there."

"We encountered a little trouble." On the other end of the phone, Dean Cullen, who was holding the microphone, was sitting behind an armored vehicle. A bullet whizzed past him, and the roaring warhead passed by the armored vehicle. It bounced upward and shattered a beautiful statue on the roadside not far away.

Dean Cullen held the phone. He slightly poked his head forward and looked forward. Across the crowded street was the stairs of the Parliament Building. At the end of the stairs outside the magnificent High Lord's Palace was a solid position, a concrete bunker. , a position set up with stacked sandbags and mobile explosion-proof shield walls blocked the street, while palace guards were firing heavily from behind.

The whistling barrage rumbled towards this side of the street. The light bombs and solid bullets were fired amidst the roar of countless long and short guns. Cullen's commando couldn't raise his head. He himself could only hide behind the armored vehicle and watch the hail of bullets. the front battlefield.

"Is it a big problem? The dean asked you if you can handle it?" Charles asked on the other end of the phone. Cullen sat behind the armored wheel. The turret of the armored vehicle behind him turned around, and the automatic cannon was aimed at the end of the street. After firing continuously, golden and copper-colored small-caliber shells fell from the turret ejection window and fell to the ground.

Cullen's eyes moved from the edge of the armored vehicle to the suppressed infantrymen in front. They were squatting or lying on the street lights on both sides of the gorgeous street with their guns in hand. Behind the stone piers and fountains, they fired towards the front. Outside the fountain, one was knocked down. The wounded man was being dragged behind him and was struggling to retreat to the bunker behind the fountain. He was screaming and his blood was being dragged out of his body.

"Yes, don't worry Dean, we will take down Parliament Street." Cullen hung up the phone and handed the walkie-talkie to an infantryman squatting with him. Cullen stood up. He held his gun and roared in the direction of the armored vehicle parked behind him.

"Silva! Get your men moving! Remove the firepower points on the opposite side! If you kill you, your lateness will be wiped out!"

"Yes! Dean!" Silva was lying on the ground next to the armored vehicle. He looked in the direction of the dean and smiled. He waved his arms to Toulouse and others behind him and pointed at the armor-piercing cannon on one side. Go, "Unload the cannon! Kill those bastards on the other side and we won't have to stay in confinement!"

"Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up!" Silva said and was the first to get up. He strode towards the armor-piercing cannon pulled by the armored vehicle behind him with his gun on his back. The comrades around him also got up and were in the hail of bullets. Zhong rushed with him to the armored vehicle and began the expert work of dismantling it when they arrived.

"Cover them! Everyone, suppress the bastards on the other side!" Cullen roared, grabbed his gun, pointed it forward and started shooting. His laser gun kept shooting out red light, and the infantrymen behind him also rushed out. Armored vehicles lay on the ground and dug into the surrounding bunkers and began to fire violently at the end of the street.

Everyone around started firing with all their strength. The commander on the roof of the Chimera armored vehicle towing the armor-piercing cannon opened the hatch. The commander got out of the back of the turret, raised the coaxial explosive machine gun on the turret, and pointed forward. The trigger was fired, and a series of artillery fire was fired forward from the machine gun points of different lengths.

Silva pulled off the latch at the end of the towed cannon, and the armor-piercing cannon was immediately pulled out from the side of the armored vehicle under the joint lifting and dragging of the soldiers. Silva immediately followed his comrades, and there were more than a dozen people in the whole squad. Together they dragged the armor-piercing cannon and pushed it to the side and front of the armored vehicle.

The whole class of soldiers put down the armor-piercing cannon, and the cannon's brackets were long leaning on both sides behind them. Almost at the same time, Toulouse stuffed the armor-piercing cannon shell into the barrel. He slammed the breech and twisted his hands. Tightly closed the barrel, "Loading completed!"

"Okay!" Silva shouted and jumped behind the gun mantlet. He sat in the shooting position and held the launch trigger. The optical sight on the scope locked on a reinforced concrete fortress in front, which contained A multi-barreled laser cannon was roaring fiercely. The commandos were unable to lift their heads when hit by that thing. Several trucks were blown up on the street, but that was the end of its dominance.

Silva pulled the trigger, and the armor-piercing cannon roared instantly. The shells rotated from the muzzle and fired towards the roaring bunker. Almost instantly, the penetrating part of the armor-piercing shell penetrated the outer wall of the bunker, and the entire bunker The top cover was blown off directly, and the blasted debris of the laser cannon flew high, and then hit the ground in the distance.

"Load! Load!" Silva held the trigger and immediately began to turn. The rotation of the armor-piercing gun also began to rotate with the crosshair, and he quickly locked onto the next enemy target.

"Loading complete!" Toulouse shouted from behind, pushing the shell hard. Silva fired another shot almost as soon as he closed the breech. The huge reverse thrust airflow from the braking device directly impacted Toulouse's gun. On his face, his hair was blown directly into the air.

The shell blew up another bunker, then the second, and then the third. Silva kept turning the muzzle to lock each target into the crosshairs, and then pulled the trigger one by one to destroy them.

In an instant, the entire enemy position on the opposite side was full of explosions. Heavy fire points were blown up under the bombardment of armor-piercing cannons. Silva fired five guns in a row, and all five guns hit all the enemy targets. After the explosion, The entire guard position at the end of the street was bombed into chaos. The infantrymen fled in all directions in the rain of flying gravel and steel debris. The entire defensive position was completely destroyed.

"Yeah! Dean, have you seen it? We definitely don't have to squat and close up now!" Silva cheered and stood up first. He looked at the enemy position exploding in front and took off the helmet on his head and waved it. , the team members behind him also cheered, and they cheered for the critical hit result they had just achieved.

Cullen stood up with a smile. The enemy's firepower on the other side of the street had obviously weakened, and it was no longer possible to suppress the attacking troops here. Cullen walked out of the armored vehicle bunker and looked at the street opposite, "Order everyone to prepare to enter. Everyone Get down! Silva, get out of here!"

In the middle of his words, Cullen suddenly shouted at Silva. The shooter who was still cheering looked forward in surprise. What was the dean surprised about? There should have been nothing left on the opposite side from the bombing, right? Except for a Leman Russ? !

At the end of the street, behind the position covered with concrete blocks, a Leman Russ main battle tank drove out. The gray-white tank roared and crushed the gravel on the road. The tall war tank The behemoth stopped at the end of the parliamentary stairs at the end of the street, and the turret turned around and aimed at the position of Silva and others.

The tank gun roared immediately, and a heavy shell roared out of the muzzle and shot towards Silva. His eyes widened as he watched the shell spinning and flying towards him with blazing fire.

"Silva! Get down!" Cullen shouted from behind the armored vehicle on the side, but it was too late. Neither his voice nor Silva's movements could be faster than a shell that exceeded the speed of sound.

Silva and his comrades looked at the fired artillery shells. The young shooter subconsciously closed his eyes. He knew he was about to die, but he didn't expect that he would die here, in a battle with his own people. , instead of in the glorious war with Chaos. This is really embarrassing. I don’t know how to explain to the emperor after going up like this.

But Silva was wrong. He didn't need to think about this issue or how the Emperor would view his death, because if he hadn't died, he wouldn't have had to think about it, and the result now was that he was still alive.

Silva heard the explosion of the artillery shell, and he was so frightened that he trembled. Wait, can he still move? In surprise, Silva opened his eyes. He saw the golden giant standing in front of him. The tall warrior wearing heavy golden power armor held up the huge battle shield in front of him, and the whizzing shells hit it. The fire of the explosion swept through both sides of the golden-armored warrior, and he also used his tall body to block the bombardment for Silva and others.

The tall warrior in golden power armor held the battle shield and swung it violently. The fire rising in front of him was instantly shot away. The flames tore apart instantly under the swing of the shield and then dissipated. The man wearing heavy power armor The tall giant stood on the street where the artillery fire was flying. Silva watched the giant suddenly raise the shield, and then hit the end of it on the ground.

The golden war shield suddenly smashed into the hard ground of the avenue, and the roar of the artillery bombardment echoed on both sides of the street. The golden armored warrior held the war shield in one hand and stood holding a halberd in the other hand. In the middle of the street.

"Quiet!" the golden-armored warrior roared sternly. His roar calmed everyone like muffled thunder. The soldiers from both the commando team and the palace guards stopped shooting, and everyone slowly turned their heads or looked at the golden-armored warrior. warrior.

Cullen, who was squatting behind the armored vehicle, slowly stood up with wide eyes. He looked at the tall golden-armored warrior with disbelief, "Forbidden Army...?"

Everyone, everyone on the whole street looked at the golden-armored forbidden soldier. The tall forbidden soldier raised his head slightly. He and the several forbidden soldiers who came forward behind him walked onto the street. They used their burly bodies to Like rhinos, they pushed away the truck wreckage blocking the street. Above their heads, countless servo skulls swooped down from the air. Those swarm servo skulls quickly swept the entire street, and all the wreckage was swept away in a short time. The interior is being cleaned quickly.

Cullen and the surrounding soldiers stood on both sides of the road with guns in hand. They looked at the Forbidden Army soldier who knocked the truck wreckage onto the roadside and cleared a passage in the middle of the road. He then stood on the road holding a halberd and a shield. As he went, several other forbidden soldiers beside him were also standing on both sides of the street holding halberds.

"Everyone be silent! The Supreme Marshal has arrived!" the Forbidden Army said sternly. He and the Forbidden Army on both sides hit their halberds on the ground. Amidst the heavy impact, the earth trembled. It was not these days. caused by a warrior, but

Cullen and the surrounding warriors turned to look at the source of the shaking sound. Everyone's eyes widened, witnessing a sight that everyone present would never forget. It was a huge golden wall that was marching, and that was the Forbidden Army!

Groups of forbidden soldiers marched in formation on the streets leading to the parliament hall. The tall golden-armored guards walked forward in formation. Hundreds of forbidden soldiers wearing heavy power armor stepped on the ground at the same time, like a shock to Terra. A big earthquake, believe me, when you aim at all this, the shock you experience will not be inferior to that of an earthquake.

It was an unprecedented scene. Hundreds of imperial guards marched in formation with weapons in hand. Countless fluttering flags flew among the golden-armored imperial guards. The emperor's demigod imperial guards advanced in groups. The shocking A scene caught everyone's attention, Cullen looked at the tall guards.

He had heard stories about the Imperial Guards appearing outside the palace. When the Imperial Guards appeared in groups, it meant their king. The king they swore allegiance to guard to the death had awakened, and the emperor

"Emperor." Silva stared at the imperial guards who were walking in front of him. In the center of the golden armored guards walked a man wearing a golden power armor. A golden halo burned behind his head. The tall figure in the golden armor gently swung the lightning claw on his right arm and walked in the crowd of imperial guards.

All the people on both sides of the street walked behind the imperial guards on both sides. They looked at the imperial guards passing by. When the golden man came, everyone knelt down. The palace guards and the commandos almost knelt down instinctively. They gestured the famous prayer of the Sky Eagle Salute on their chests and looked at the god who walked by.

Cullen knelt on the ground with his knees banging. He looked up at the golden god who was walking in front of him. When he passed in front of Cullen, he slightly turned his head and glanced at Cullen. The man's eyes stayed on Cullen for a moment, but that moment seemed to be reborn. Cullen looked at the golden man who was walking by surrounded by the imperial guards.

"The Emperor, the Emperor has awakened." Kulun said in a trembling voice. He knelt on the ground and looked at the golden god who walked past everyone. The god walked up the long steps of the parliament hall surrounded by a group of imperial guards. The golden armored guards in the lead stepped on the surface of the steps with their heavy iron feet. They stood on both sides of the stairs with long spears in their hands, guarding the golden man who walked up the steps surrounded by a group of imperial guards.

The man walked to the top of the stairs. He led a group of imperial guards who walked up the stairs in a line through the magnificent gate and walked into the parliament hall. At first, the guards in the hall heard an explosion outside, and then all the sounds disappeared. They thought it was the enemy who broke in. They were on full alert in the hall, holding up long and short weapons to prepare to fight the invading enemy, but when the imperial guards stepped into the hall, everyone put down their weapons in extreme shock.

The soldiers, clerks of the Ministry of Political Affairs, monks of the State Religion, and others in the hall watched the guards who came in groups. The guards in golden armor stepped into the hall. When the man wearing the Emperor's armor, which was admired countless times by the people of the Empire in all the murals and statues, walked into the hall, the surprise turned into fear, and the fear quickly turned into ecstasy. The guards immediately threw away their weapons. They were shocked that they dared to aim their guns at him? !

"Emperor Emperor!"

The guards who were jealous and repenting knelt on the ground and prayed to him. Everyone around them knelt down immediately when they saw the golden man again. Repentance, prayer, and even crying sounded among them, especially the monks of the State Religion. These monks in red robes roared hysterically. They raised their hands and looked at the man who passed by while crying, reciting scriptures loudly, praising and all the praises they could think of in their lives.

"Emperor! It's the Emperor! We are saved! Our Lord has walked out of the palace! He is walking among us again!" The monks of the state religion shouted hysterically, and they rushed to the golden man with a frenzy like they didn't want to die, and even the people in the hall who were also in a frenzy rushed to him.

"Our Lord! Lord of mankind! You have come to save us! Terra is saved, mankind is saved! Emperor, look at us! My God-Emperor!"

"The darkness has been dispelled, and the light will return to the world again, because he is back! Just because of your return! Emperor, Emperor!"

They cried, cheered and laughed wildly as they rushed to him. Everyone tried their best to get close to him, just to see him, everything was just to see the savior.

The imperial guards were forced to disperse them constantly. The tall golden armored guards surrounded the golden man. They kept driving away the crowd who were desperate to surround them. The last line of defense of the high lords collapsed in an instant. Everyone in the entire parliament hall threw down their weapons, abandoned all hostility and cheered his arrival.

Just imagine, who would dare to shoot the golden man at this time? He would be torn to pieces by the fanatical believers in an instant. No one dared to shoot the Lord of Redemption, the Emperor who walked again in the world. He was the savior that everyone had been waiting for for thousands of years. Their immortal Lord stood up from the throne.

Although these people mistook Vito for the Emperor, it was not their fault. Just imagine, how could a man wearing the Emperor's own armor, surrounded by the Imperial Guards, and with a halo behind his head not be considered the Emperor? But this brought a little benefit. Vito could walk directly to the door of the High Lords' Conference Hall. The only obstacle was these overly enthusiastic believers.

And there was a little regret. If these guys could welcome him with the enthusiasm of welcoming the Emperor, Vito would definitely be happier.

Vito walked through the halls and corridors of the Parliament Building without saying a word. The accompanying golden armored guards would leave many people along the way to stop the believers and guard the corridors and all the passages. As they went deeper, the believers were blocked outside the corridors. The guards in each corridor also put down their weapons and knelt on the ground the moment they saw Vito. This allowed Vito to walk smoothly to the gate, the magnificent gate with the Imperial Eagle and countless gorgeous patterns.

Vito led Trajan behind him, and the dozens of members of the Imperial Guards who followed him to the gate, who symbolized the authority of the Emperor, to the gate. The golden armored guards followed him in neat steps, like a moving golden iron wall. Vito Constantine, the Supreme Marshal himself, the Great Marshal of the Emperor, stretched his power claws to the gate.

The golden man's hands pushed open the door in front of him, and Marshal Vito Constantine came to his loyal Council of High Lords of Terra.