Warhammer: In the Name of the Emperor

A huge wreckage floated through the vacuum of space. It was a burning and dilapidated huge battleship. One side of its hull had been completely torn apart, and cold corpses were floating in the exposed vacuum corridor. They were suspended in a gravity-free environment, floating in the vacuum of space around the cracks in the shattered hull.

The dim darkness shrouded here, and one of the corpses of a sailor with a livid face and frost on his body floated past the completely torn wall on one side of the corridor, and his face slowly rotated as it rotated. , and when the face turned around, a ray of light hit his face.

The light that shot into the corridor quickly swept through the dark space, illuminating all the suspended corpses in it. If the corpse at the edge could open its eyes for a long time, then he would be able to see the battle. The winner is over.

It was a huge Imperial starship. The magnificent battleship was rumbling past the wreckage of the battleship. The propeller flame ignited by the promethium element was roaring violently at its end to push the battleship forward. A row of macro cannons were firing from the corridor. The outside passed quickly, and the searchlights continued to sweep around them above their heads.

But you can also see from its body that it is not easy to win this battle. The entire outer deck of the imperial warship is scarred, and many decks have big holes, and there are burnt holes on the outside. The dark traces all mean that it has experienced a fierce space battle.

Many heroic souls of the empire died in the star sea for victory, but in this dark era, victory often requires a painful price, and because of this, mankind can continue to stand up in this sea of ​​​​stars full of enemies, and the human empire will continue to stand. Does not fall.

Now, the victors need to enjoy their success. The imperial warship slowly sailed out from the wreckage and headed for the huge iron ring on the edge of countless battlefield wreckage not far away. The bottom of the star ring was filled with Damage caused by shattering and explosion, but its main structure is still strong.

There were a large number of imperial ships gathered around the star ring. Most of them were scarred. The warships with different degrees of damage sailed into the huge star ring shipyard and then parked steadily. The magnificent ship slowly came from the outside of the dock. Entering the gate, the kilometer-long star warship sailed into the dock.

The giant ship slowly stopped, and let the heavy mechanical arms extending from all around anchor it. The warship stopped with a heavy roar, and soon a large number of servo skulls flew up, and they Surrounding the warship, mechanical eyes began to scan the damage to the entire ship, and below, the priests of the Mechanicus on the dock had already led an army of machine servitors to wait for a long time.

The repair work began almost immediately. The damaged armor was dismantled and brand-new parts were replaced. Dazzling sparks slid down from the top of the head along with cutting and welding. Those tepid sparks landed on Admiral Speyer's shoulders. He turned his head and looked at the battleships beside him.

"It looks like everything is over." A voice sounded not far away. Spier turned his head and saw Vito walking from the pier in the distance. He was wearing that black windbreaker. The symbol of the Tribunal was hanging on his waist, and behind him, Lilith followed him.

The two people walked from the other end of the dock, and walked close to each other from the edge of the battleship parked aside. After passing through the falling sparks, they came to Speyer. The admiral immediately stood at attention and saluted Vito, who He smiled and waved his hand, signaling him to put his hand down.

Vito walked to his side. After nodding to Anna, Peter and Tiberius who were standing next to Spier, he then looked at the busy battleships on one side. The sound of heavy cutting was accompanied by splashing sparks. , a huge mechanical arm removed an entire piece of heavy armor.

The piece of armor with a huge dent on one side was lifted from Vito's head. He looked up at the busy members of the Adeptus Mechanicus above his head with his hands behind his back. Sparks illuminated his face, and Vito glanced slightly. Glancing at Speyer, the latter also nodded and stood next to Vito with his hands behind his back, looking at the repaired battleship with him.

"Yes, everything is over. Chaos was repelled, their fleet was divided and destroyed by us. After all the mobile fleet was lost, the remaining heavy warships escaped with their stronger shields. I did not order to pursue them. "

"Indeed, there is no point in chasing. Instead, they may bite you back. Let them escape. Their boss is dead anyway." Vito stood on the dock with one hand behind his back, moving the heavy-duty disassembly robot arm in front of him. In front of him, Spier turned his head and looked at Vito.

"Have you found the artifact? Is that thing safe now?" Spier asked. Vito just remained silent for half a second and then shrugged.

"No, there is nothing. The temple is empty. I think it was a smoke bomb left by the ancient saints to confuse tomb robbers and thieves." "You mean, there is nothing there?" "Yes, that is. This means."

Vito said nonchalantly, while Spier on the side turned his head and was silent for a moment. He stood in front of the falling sparks and thought for a while, "Then what is the meaning of this battle? Why does Chaos come here? Because of stupidity? "

"Chaos' brain has never been easy to use, so why bother thinking about this problem? We defeated Honso's invasion, beat the traitors hard, and let thousands of traitors die in the sea of ​​fire. Isn't this enough?"

Vito said calmly without turning his head. His expression was very calm and calm, making it impossible for you to tell that he was lying. Because of this, Spier did not see any problem, or rather, he had doubts. But who would go and dare to question the words of the Supreme Marshal?

The admiral thought for a while and then nodded. He raised his head and looked up at the battleship in front of him with his hands behind his back. "Indeed, in the name of the Emperor, this is enough."

"But all this is not over yet. Although the battle in orbit has come to an end, on the ground, the Chaos fleet left behind a large number of ground troops when it fled. The Chaos bastards are still stubbornly resisting on the surface."

"I think this problem will be solved soon, right? Tiberos." Vito said with a smile and turned to look at the burly Chapter Leader of the Sharks. He still wore his helmet and remained silent. He stood aside like a statue, but still nodded slightly to indicate to Vito that he could hear him.

"Will you and your war group, as well as several other groups, stay here to deal with the follow-up issues?" Vito asked with his hands in his arms. Tepolos silently glanced at the huge star suspended in the galaxy. , his silver-grey helmet reflected the glare of the planet.

After some contemplation, Tiberos spoke for the first time, "No, we have been here for too long. My warriors and I will leave as soon as possible. The Adeptus Mechanicus promised us that there will be an armed force on the side. Although the world is occupied by Chaos pirates, as long as we destroy them, all the weapons, equipment and materials in it will belong to us. "

It seems that the man-eating sharks have smelled the next smell of blood and are ready to rush to the next battlefield. Vito knows that there they will kill all the pirates at lightning speed who do not know that the main force has been defeated, and then The entire world's weapons reserves belong to these guys.

After a skilled plundering and replenishment, the Anthropic Sharks can regroup, although it will take some effort to replenish new recruits. You know, find a planet with a larger population to rob for a round.

"What happens next? Do you plan to stay in Cadia? The war here is still raging." Vito smiled silently and then looked up at the tall chapter leader. The latter was silent for a while again, and then slowly Shaked his head.

"No, we will return to the darkness outside the territory, where there are more threats waiting for us. The man-eating shark will continue its mission of the past thousand years and continue to fight against the enemies of Father Void."

"But apart from that, the Fire Angels and Astral Rangers will stay here. The two Chapter Masters told me that they will be responsible for the finishing work and continue to fight alongside the Gothic Fleet to protect the safety of Cadia."

Tiberius said coldly. On his side, Colonel Peter, whose armor was covered with stains mixed with dust and blood, looked at him and then smiled and put his gun under his arm. Vito caught a glimpse of the gun on it. There was a huge chip, and the same damage was still on his armor, with a terrifying crack under the blood.

"Speaking of which, who won the game?" Vito asked with a smile towards Peter, who shrugged and pointed to Tiberius on the side, who also lowered his head and looked at Peter.

"He won, he reached the finish line before me." Peter said this, but Tiberius shook his head without any hesitation, with no intention of hiding it. He had no intention of hiding or appropriating the glory.

"That's not the case. I may have been the first to arrive, but the powerful Khorne demon among them was defeated by me and Colonel Peter. The man-eating shark fought side by side with the Sun Army, repelling the counterattack of Chaos and defeating it. He held the position, so I think it was a draw, Colonel, this honor belongs to everyone."

Vito glanced at Tiberius with a smile. He knew that although this guy was very rigid and sometimes very stubborn and ruthless, he was also a sensible person. If not for this, he would not be a fighter. Commander, it seems that Vito's plan has been successful. Through a side-by-side battle, the Sun Auxiliary Army and the Man-Eating Shark Chapter have forged a deep comradeship.

"Indeed, by the way, your last fatal blow was so perfect that the devil's head suddenly exploded." Peter smiled and knocked Tiberius's leg armor with the back of his hand, and the latter nodded slightly.

"You too, Colonel. You shot through three of his eyes before. The demon lost his vision and balance and provided me with that opportunity. This honor belongs to you and me, and also to our soldiers."

When Tiberius and Peter were exchanging business reports, Vito looked towards Speyer, who stood aside and nodded silently. Vito also nodded, and then smiled and looked at the starry sky outside the dock. , looking at where the fleet was assembled.

The battleships of the Gothic fleet that do not yet need to enter the port for repairs are gathered outside. They are standing by in a sailing fleet. Beside them, the Emperor's Dream also stands there. The tall and long epic ship is docked surrounded by a fleet of fleets. Down, like the alpha wolf in a pack of wolves.

"What about you? Spier, what are you going to do?" Vito asked, and the admiral also turned around. He put his hands behind his back and looked sideways at the fleet in the sky outside the window. Under the shining starlight, the surface of the entire fleet They all shone brightly, like a group of stars right in front of you.

"My fleet and I will continue to defend the Cadia sector and guard the northern gate of the empire. Chaos will come back sooner or later. This is the only way for them to attack Terra, and we will stick to this until Until it’s all over.”

Speyer raised his head and looked at his fleet with pride in his eyes. "In the name of the Emperor, the Imperial Navy will continue to hold on in the starry sea. As long as we do it again, Chaos will not be able to take even one step from here to the throne."

"I believe you will, Speyer. You and the Gothic Fleet will make the Emperor sincerely proud. I will tell him when I go to the throne." Vito smiled and patted Speyer on the shoulder, and the latter nodded gratefully.

"It's a great honor, sir." "Don't give me that."

Speyer also smiled involuntarily at the smile. He looked at Vito in front of him, and then looked at the brightest star in the starry sky outside. It was a golden star, shining at the farthest position of the galaxy.

"You're going to Terra?" "Yes, I suddenly disappeared from somewhere last time, and now it's time to go back. I guess Guilliman has prepared everything, which is a good thing. At least this means I don't have to deal with all the paperwork."

The preparations for the Great Crusade mean a huge amount of paperwork and bureaucracy. Vito can't stand those things, but since Guilliman is here, he guessed that everything would be over when he returned to Terra. That big blueberry has always been better than everyone else at this. Vito would be sincerely happy that he is back at this time, and these annoying tasks can be thrown to him.

"Reina, how long does it take to return to Terra from here?" Vito asked Captain Reina, who nodded slightly and raised two fingers and shook them.

"If I guessed the riddle of the Astropath correctly, it will take about two months." "Then let's prepare to set sail quickly. I'm looking forward to the person waiting for me on Terra?" "The Emperor?" "It's the little angel. I don't have any quirks about skeletons. I don't even want to look at him." Vito laughed jokingly, and Reina on the side also laughed. She and Spyr looked at each other and saluted, then turned and walked towards the transport plane parked in the distance. It seemed that the thing had been waiting here for a long time. The rumbling thrusters spewed flames on both sides. Reina walked over. When she passed by Peter, the colonel looked at Vito and got the latter's affirmative nod. Then he knocked on the side of Tiberus and got up and left. "See you next time. I have a hunch that we will definitely be able to decide the winner next time." "I'm looking forward to it, Colonel." Tiberus said coldly, but Vito dared to swear that he heard a hint of smile from the words. Vito looked at the two people who left, and then looked around to find something. "Where are the Weepers? Have Malakin and the others left?" Vito said as he searched for the yellow-armored warriors, but there was no one on the entire deck. He found the warriors of the other three regiments preparing supplies, resting and gathering, and letting the servitors repair their armor, but he didn't find the Weepers.

Spyr raised his head in the distance, and Vito noticed a huge strike cruiser anchored at the dock farther away. It was a towering giant ship, but from the regiment logo next to its end thruster, Vito could recognize its identity.

"Blood Angels?"

He frowned slightly, staring at the name printed on a narrow nameplate on the side of the hull, "Sword of Baal."

"They suddenly appeared at the end of the battle and helped us deal with a small Chaos fleet that tried to counterattack on the flank, and then entered the dock. After sending a signal to the surface with the communicator on the orbit, the Weepers hurried back, and many of them didn't even wipe off the blood on their bodies."

Spire shrugged and said, and Tiberus behind the two of them also folded his arms. He looked in the direction of the battleship, "I dare to swear in the name of the Void Father that something big must have happened."

"We will know soon, Lily, follow me." Vito said and walked towards the battleship anchored in the distance. Lilith followed him up, but after walking a distance, Vito backed up and turned around to smile at Spire and Tiberus, putting his hands on his chest and bowed.

"See you next time, may the Emperor bless you."

"You too, Vito, may the Emperor bless you, if you really need it."

"Haha, no need." Vito waved his hand, raised his middle finger to the Emperor's shrine on the dock, and walked away, leaving only the two people with bitter smiles behind him.