Warhammer: In the Name of the Emperor

The Sword of Baal, if I remember correctly, is a member of the Blood Angels Expeditionary Fleet. It is said that there is an unwritten rule within the Blood Angels Chapter. Any battleship with a sword, spear or blade as its name , usually on expeditionary missions, carrying companies of Blood Angels to all corners of the galaxy.

The battleships with Shield, Armor or Guard as part of their names are usually the garrison of the Chapter. They usually do not leave the Chapter's home planet. The blood-red Baal System is too far away. They are responsible for defending their home world and the Chapter. The monastery and the mission of storing the holy relics under it.

So most of the time, the Blood Angels battleships you can see in the Empire are the former. They are the sharp daggers of the chapter that pierce the galaxy, the war arks that end the enemies of the Emperor and the Angels in the name of the Holy Blood.

However, powerful battleships also need supplies, just like monks as powerful as the Astartes also need to eat and rest. Although they are indeed different from ordinary people in all aspects, they are still human after all, right? The same goes for their warships. As warships, they need to dock at ports for supplies.

So when Vito saw the huge mechanical arm above his head, connecting the fuel hose to the battleship's fuel port, he roughly knew the purpose of this Blood Angel company. After all, this was probably the entire Kasbah. In the Dia star sector, there is only one supply point in the surrounding light-years.

What I mean is, a place where you can get supplies and corrections directly without having to fight the rebels or Traitor Space Marines occupying it first.

Vito walked under the oil pipeline, his boots clicking on the marble floor of the dock, and coupled with the footsteps of Lilith's high-heeled boots behind him, the sound of footsteps soon became louder. Passed by the sound of surrounding soldiers cleaning armor, maintaining and inspecting weapons.

The Blood Angels sitting or surrounding were chatting with each other with their genetic brothers. Some of them were talking and sharing their recent war experiences, while others were helping each other clean the backs of their armors and the nape of their necks. This is a place you can't reach on your own.

Of course there are servitors here who can do the job, but the soldiers obviously trust their battle brothers more. Wherever Vito can see, there is a Blood Angel holding a rag. I mean, to them, it is a rag. , from a mortal point of view, it is definitely a large bath towel or something.

The Blood Angel was cleaning the blood on the back of the neck of the Lamenter brother sitting in front of him. It was obviously not his blood. The Lamenter sitting on the box let his brother scrub his back while using gun oil. The bolt gun in his hand was oiled, cleaned and maintained, and the reciter muttered words to soothe the machine spirit.

But he stopped soon. As I said before, the footsteps of Vito and Lilith were very loud. The wailer stopped reciting and raised his head to glance at Vito who was walking by. The Blood Angel brothers behind him also stopped the rags they were holding and raised their heads to look at the two people passing by.

The surrounding Astartes stopped, and the warriors in red armor and golden armor all followed the sound. They looked at the two people passing by on the deck, and there was another person not far away who also cast their gaze. There were several high-ranking officers standing at the edge of the pier near the battleship deck.

One of the soldiers, who was wearing the red armor of the Blood Angels but with a unique black shoulder armor on his left shoulder, turned around and looked up. He raised his head slightly to signal to the other person on the side. The tall figure with his back to Vito then immediately Then he turned around, and it was a burly warrior. The reason why he was huge was because he was wearing a Terminator armor.

There were several Space Marines beside him. In addition to the red armor on one side, there was also the Weeper wearing a golden armor. The leader of them, the leader of the Malajin Chapter, also turned his eyes and looked at it. He knelt down almost without thinking as To came closer.

As the Malakin Chapter knelt down on one knee, several Lamenter Captains behind him also knelt down. Then as the Chapter Leaders knelt down, all the Lamenters around him also knelt down. They knelt down to salute a mortal without hesitation in front of their Blood Angel brothers, which greatly surprised and puzzled the Blood Angels who were there.

But soon, the veterans in the Blood Angels immediately knelt down, and almost at the same time, their company commander, an old warrior wearing Terminator power armor, stared at Vito walking in front of him, With almost no hesitation, he knelt down. The heavy Terminator knelt down with a bang, and the huge armor made a heavier roar than other power armors.

As the company commander knelt down, although the remaining Blood Angels were still a little confused, they still chose to follow the company commander's silent order. On both sides of Vito's path, red and gold Space Marines They all knelt down on one knee and lined up on both sides. More than three hundred Space Marines bowed their heads and paid tribute to him.

Vito laughed when he looked at them. He walked up to the company commander wearing a Terminator, looked at his face and said with a smile, "Captain O'Ore, you don't need to be like this."

"It should be so, Lord Vito. Even if I don't know your true identity, your past experience of fighting side by side with our battle group is enough for you to win our respect." Oreo said with a rich voice. The voice was slightly old, but Vito knew that the warrior in front of him was still powerful. Don't be fooled by his old appearance and gray hair. He was a powerful warrior.

Or rather, among the Space Marines, those who look old, with white hair and beards, and wrinkled faces are the ones you really need to be wary of. Because remember, the Astartes age very slowly, but when an old warrior appears in front of you, you should realize that he is a veteran who has lived through hundreds of years of fighting, and the essence of the warband that has survived thousands of difficult battles.

Every warband has some such veterans, who are highly respected, no matter how superb their fighting skills are, or because of the glory brought by the difficult battles they have experienced, more because almost every one of them is the living history of a warband.

Among the Blood Angels, there are many such veterans, and their representative figure is Chapter Master Dante, who has lived for a thousand years and is the oldest Space Marine second only to Bjorn, the old wolf of the Space Wolves.

Vito smiled. He still clearly remembered his experience of fighting side by side with Captain Orio. He believed that the other party also remembered it, so Vito quickly patted his shoulder armor and said, "Then stand up, my friend, let us treat each other equally."

"As you wish, respected sir." Orio said and stood up. Vito smiled and looked over his burly body to Malakin behind him. He nodded to the latter.

"You should stand up too, Malakin. To be honest, every time I reveal my identity, a group of my old acquaintances kneel in front of me. It feels as uncomfortable as kicking a steel plate with my toes."

There was an obvious laugh in Vito's words. Malakin also stood up with a smile. As the highest commander of the Blood Angels and the Lamenters stood up, Captain Orio raised his head and looked around at the young Blood Angels.

He clenched his fist, scanned them, and spoke in a deep voice, "You young people may have heard of Vito Constantine's name. You have heard of his powerful fighting power, outstanding strength, and reputation respected by the Chapter Master himself. You may have doubted how a mortal could be like this? That must be a lie."

"But I can tell you today that all the rumors you have heard are true. No matter how outrageous or unbelievable what you hear, it is the truth! The man in front of you is not an ordinary person! He is Vito Constantine, the true supreme mentor of the Inquisition and the Assassination Chamber, the Lord of the High Lords, and the Supreme Marshal of the Empire!"

O'Ori said loudly, reciting Vito's long list of titles, and describing the extraordinary being in front of him in a stern voice, which made Vito embarrassed and had nowhere to hide.

"The only thing we misunderstood about him was that none of us knew his true identity, his truly noble identity. Today, I am honored to meet our honorary friend of the regiment again. You will also witness it with me. Now stand up, look up at him, and pay your true respects!" After Orio said this, the Blood Angels around him stood up one after another. They all stood around and put their palms on their chests to nod to Vito. The warriors who had not taken off their helmets also took off their helmets one after another. They nodded to Vito. Vito nodded to them with a wry smile, then glanced at Orio on the side, "You embarrass me, Captain." "This is the voice of honor, sir, you deserve such courtesy, thank you, Captain Malakin, you made me see the misunderstandings and fallacies caused by my ignorance." Orio nodded to Malakin on the side, and the latter bowed his head silently in response, "Me too, Captain, in the past I only knew that Vito was a respected judge, but now I can understand our friend, if I have the honor to be called a friend of the Supreme Marshal." "You are my friends, Malakin, stop teasing me here." Vito smiled and knocked on Malakin's power armor with his hand, and the latter also showed a sincere smile. Behind him, the senior officers of the two regiments stood up, many of whom Vito knew, but among them, one person was particularly conspicuous. "Kazarius, it's nice to see you here. It looks like you've returned to your own chapter from Deathwatch." Vito smiled and stood up behind Orio. Kazarius, wearing a power sword on his waist, nodded in greeting, and the latter immediately nodded to Vito with respect.

His power armor, which was once painted the uniform black of Deathwatch, has been changed back to the color of his own chapter. It is the opposite of his past in Deathwatch. Now he is covered in red armor, with only the black armor and chapter logo of Deathwatch retained on his right shoulder.

"We haven't seen each other for a long time. When was the last time we met?" "Alvast, sir, we fought against the Tyranids side by side. You and your four Deathwatch brothers and my team spent that hellish afternoon together."

Kazaris raised his head and looked at Vito in front of him. Although he looked particularly small among the Astartes, he was by no means negligible. Everyone was looking at the man who had left glory and was respected by the war group, but now, he was no longer the case.

"It's an honor to see you again, sir. The last time I met you, you were just a respected inquisitor, and now, I am extremely honored to meet a god again." Kazaris said so, and Vito chuckled and nodded to him.

"I am still me, Vito Constantine. You don't need to look at me differently because of this. Cazarel, just treat me as your friend."

"My pleasure, my lord."

After speaking, Kazariel looked around behind Vito, "Where are the other four brothers? Where are Ragnar, Lancelot, Bell and Olaf? Why didn't I see them?"

"Ha, do you miss them?" Vito said with a joking smile, and the serious Kazarian in front of him also showed a smile.

"The last time I had a drinking contest with Ragnar, I lost. He laughed at me severely. I still remember it vividly. I vowed to challenge him again and defeat him the next time I meet him."

Vito crossed his arms and smiled softly, and nodded slightly.

"That will have to happen next time. They are not here, but I will prepare enough Fenris vodka in advance for you to decide the winner next time we meet. But I have to remind you that this is difficult. You have to drink to win. It’s not easy to drink wine together.”

"Haha, then I'm happy to challenge the difficulty."

Kazarian said with a smile on his face, and hit his chest with his iron fist. Ragna also taught him that action. The relationship between the two has always been very good, and Ragna even influenced many Kazarians. Although Vito couldn't say whether the influence was good or bad.

Vito chuckled softly, then turned sideways and looked behind Kazarian. Looking at another warrior who looked particularly low-key, he was actually not very low-key. After all, the power armor on his body was quite conspicuous.

He was different from the other warriors around him. He did not take off his helmet, out of his oath, but the helmet he wore on his head was particularly conspicuous. It was a skull visor with a silver skull imprinted on it. On the front, two dark hoses were inserted on both sides, and blood-red flashes lit up from the eyes of the skull.

Vito looked at him and raised his head, "Hello, Pastor Raphael, long time no see."

"Indeed, Lord Vito, I am very happy to see you again in this dark moment. Your appearance is undoubtedly the most gratifying light in the darkness."

"You are still so elegant, my friend." "I take this as a compliment, Lord Vito, but no matter what, I am happy to see you again, and I think my brothers are too."

Raphael said this among several company commanders. They all nodded approvingly to Vito, who also nodded majestically, and then turned sideways to introduce Lilith to everyone who had stood up. The latter also cooperated very cooperatively. Previous step.

"This is my colleague and close friend, Judge Lilith Malfoy. I hope you can believe in her as much as you want to believe in me."

"It is an honor to meet you, my lords."

Lilith put her hands behind her back and curtsied gracefully to several Astartes Captains and Chapter Masters. She was elegant and calm. For a moment, the young Kazario was a little at a loss. He seemed to want to be polite. He returned the gift, but he didn't know how to respond to such a noble greeting.

His brother, Chapter Chaplain Raphael, rescued him. The priest who wore a skull mask but spoke particularly kindly took a few steps forward. He walked past Kazarian and nodded to Lilith, "Very nice." Nice to meet you, beautiful Judge Lilith.”

"Thank you for the compliment, sir, I will keep it in my heart." Lilith stood up and nodded to Rafael with a smile. The latter also smiled kindly, and then turned to look at Vito aside.

"I have a question, Lord Vito, is she really just your colleague and friend?"

Vito crossed his arms and smiled jokingly, "You know me, Raphael, right?" "Haha, I'll just assume that I do, but no matter what, you are welcome."

Vito looked at him and smiled, then turned to look at Oreo, who silently nodded to Lilith to show respect, and the latter responded politely.

Vito glanced at Lilith behind him, then crossed his arms and turned to the two Astartes aside, "Okay, I think the pleasantries are over, and it's time to talk about business."

"I think you are not just here to replenish fuel. I heard that with your arrival, there is urgent news. What is it? Company Commander."

"Barr is in trouble."

He replied shortly.