Warhammer: In the Name of the Emperor

The majestic transport ship roared past the hanging window. Although it sailed in the vacuum of space, its huge propeller still made a violent vibration when it passed by the window, making the hard tempered glass tremble in front of it. Incessantly.

The golden epaulettes illuminated by bright firelight, the Imperial Sky Eagle logo branded on the shoulders shines brightly. It is the logo of the Navy. An eagle with spread wings holds an anchor in its talons. Below the brochure is A blue navy uniform, it sticks straight to the body of its wearer.

On the other side of the battleship corridor, there is another pane of glass, which is a hanging window looking into the interior of the ship. The firelight of the transport ship's propeller behind it shines on it, reflecting Cole's face.

He stood behind the sloping glass in the corridor and looked at the busy deck below. There were transport planes parked below. They were lined up around the entire deck, constantly taking off and landing to and from the ship, unloading large amounts of cargo. From this, the entire The decks were piled with large amounts of cargo.

Servants were busy moving around the entire deck, and automatic transport vehicles shuttled between the fighters. Piles of materials were classified and placed on the entire deck. The mechanical priests classified them and handed them over to the corresponding transportation team for transportation. The entire deck was busy, and there was a noise at Cole's feet.

"Hey, it looks like there are quite a lot of things." A man suddenly appeared silently behind Cole. The black windbreaker he was wearing was also reflected on the glass. The Inquisition and the Empire hung on his chest. The Skyhawk emblem flickered on the side of Cole's reflection.

Cole glanced at the reflection on the glass and frowned at the man's face, "Vito? Where did you go before?" "A secret, my old friend, if I were you I wouldn't Asking questions about things that are called secrets.”

Vito stood behind Cole with one hand on his hip, standing side by side with the captain. The latter looked at him in silence for a moment and then sighed softly, then looked towards the unloading deck below.

"No, it's far from enough. This supply can only barely sustain one ship of yours, let alone the entire fleet."

"Hmph, it seems like the oil guys here are not very cooperative."

He overlooked the forging world below through the window on the other side. Many light spots flickered on its surface, which were signs that the entire planet's workshops were operating at full capacity. Thick smoke rose into the sky, filling the entire planet. in the atmosphere.

"I guess it's not because they don't have it, right?"

"Yes, the reason is that you tricked them, and now the oil guy is angry."

Cole turned his head and looked at him, who was standing in front of the window with his arms folded and laughing. Cole looked at the guy in front of the window, "You asked Ragnar and the others to deliberately open a hole in the battle line, exposing the forging The location of the world attracts the Tyranids to flow in from there and directly bypass the other defensive planets and attack here. "

"It's costing the whole Forge World a lot, Vito, so yeah, the Oil Guys are furious right now, and they would have turned on us if it weren't for the fact that this was your ship."

"This planet is still there, so that means I was right, right?" Vito smiled playfully in front of the window. He crossed his arms and looked at the planet below and shrugged.

"This is the richest area in the Obscure Star Territory. The forge world of the Mechanicus is also quite wealthy. They have enough exploration and war fleets, as well as huge enough to resist a post-inception Hive Fleet, but they I just don’t want to send it out.”

"These guys expect us to clean up their mess. They don't want to send troops to let us deal with the swarm, and they use various excuses to pervert my recruitment order. So, let's let someone more convincing come to them. "

"So, you let in the entire remaining Hive Fleet and forced the Mechanicus to send troops to protect themselves?"

"It's very useful, isn't it? Much more effective than our orders." Vito smiled and scratched his nose. His sly smile looked like a follower of Tzeentch who had succeeded in his plan.

Cole snorted. He put his hands on his hips and looked down at the forge world with Vito, looking at the transport fleet going back and forth in its orbit. "You are really damaged."

"At least in this way, we can save our troops to defend more important places like the hive world and the agricultural planet, right?"

"Indeed, but there is also a small problem. The Mechanicus is furious and refuses to provide us with sufficient supplies. What should we do now?"

"Is this the only trouble?"

"For now."

"Very good, I'll give them an offer they can't refuse." After Vito said that, he turned and walked towards the far end of the corridor. Cole looked at his back and laughed, then followed him.

The two quickly passed through the sightseeing corridor at the top of the Emperor's Dream, walked through the long marble hall, wings and various winding corridors under the shining starlight, and finally arrived at the top of the battleship. Located in the throne room of the magnificent Great Temple.

Guarded by two huge angel statues outside the window, Vito walked into the throne room and rolled into the silver throne. He crossed one leg and sat on the throne, holding his hands on his belly and raising his head slightly towards the technical priest beside him, "Connect Communication with the Forge World General, telling him that he has been summoned by the Grand Admiral himself."

"Just post it like this, no need to beautify it."

The technical priest nodded, and he turned around and began to operate the instrument in front of him. There were more technical priests in red robes around him, and they all started working.

Cole walked to the side of the throne. He stood beside the silver throne with his hands behind his back. Together with Vito, he and Vito looked at the holographic communication interface that gradually appeared in front of them. The picture was composed of a holographic projection device high up, with light bands on it. The manifestations gathered quickly and quickly stabilized under the control of the surrounding priests.

On the square holographic interface, a rotating mechanical skull appeared. The thing occupied the place for a while before flashing into a figure, wearing a red robe, with dark green mechanical eyes shining under a tall hat. Where did the members of the Cult of Mechanicus appear.

Vito looked at him leaning on the throne, with his hands on his belly and a smile on his face, "Forging General, you asked us to wait for a while, what happened?"

"I'm sorry, Marshal. I am dealing with serious losses in the Forge World. I am ordering various factories to complete manufacturing tasks to repair the losses."

"It sounds like the situation is very bad. Is it so bad that you can't even provide supplies to my fleet?" "I'm afraid so, Marshal. The Forge World has suffered heavy losses. We are unable to provide supplies for you. Please forgive me."

Vito snorted softly. He raised one leg in front of him and put his hands on the knee. "Oh? Really, but I saw that the surface of the planet was still brightly lit, and molten iron was still flowing between the nests and in the factories. The black smoke went straight into the sky, maybe I was hallucinating? What I saw was an intact forging world."

General Foundry looked at Vito here, his eyes turned half a circle in front of him, a dim light flickered on the mechanical eyeball, he clenched the sage's scepter in his hand, "Excuse me, Marshal, our defense The fleet was completely lost in the previous battle, and the forging world lacks the ability to protect itself. Therefore, according to the program's priority, priority is given to restoring the safety of the planet to ensure the continuation of production. "

"Forge Worlds, must continue to produce in order to pay tithes to the Empire. Without a defensive fleet, the Forge World is in danger and production is hindered."

Vito leaned on the throne and smiled silently. He raised a hand and raised it on the armrest. "I don't think so, General, because we are here and my fleet will provide you with security."

The moment Vito said these words, Cole felt a trace of obvious anger from the Forge General's almost completely mechanized face, and cold anger rose from the surface of the steel.

The general was silent for a while, and the parameters continued to roll in his eyeballs. It seemed that the emotion suppression program he was equipped with had worked, suppressing the anger and replacing it with more rational personality parameters.

"I am extremely honored by your "safety" guarantee. However, according to our teachings, as a servant of the God of All Machines, I also need to undertake the mission of exploring unknown technology. This means that several exploration fleets and related Guarding the ship, the path to knowledge cannot be interrupted.”

Cole frowned. He stared at the Foundry General in front of him and put his hands behind his back. "Are you putting the interests of the Mechanicus before the Emperor's empire? General Forge."

The Foundry General remained unmoved in the face of the rebuke. He glanced at Captain Cole coldly, his dark green mechanical eyes flashing with strips of light, and the Foundry General's cold voice came out through the speaker on his shoulder.

"Your argument is wrong. According to the "Olympian Accords", the Mechanicum is only an alliance with the Empire, not a subordinate. Therefore, it is logical to put the interests of the Ohm Messiah first. The Empire, according to the procedures, takes precedence. The level is after that.”

"You!" Cole stepped forward angrily and raised his fingers, but Vito suddenly raised his hand to stop him. He sat in the throne and placed his hands calmly on his knees, still calm and unbroken.

"If I remember correctly, sage, according to your teachings, exploring and mastering unknown knowledge is the ultimate goal, right?" "Conclusion, correct."

"Then, why don't you send your fleet to join me?" Vito said quietly, Cole glanced at him in surprise, and the priest fell silent for a while, his eyes flashing rapidly. Parametric blip, "Logic, begging for explanation."

"Look, you want to explore unknown knowledge, and I want to launch a great expedition. There is no conflict between the two and they even have the same goal. Those unknown STC templates are often in remote galaxies, and that is my goal. I lay down the planet. You dig up the intellectual heritage, I win, and you win too.”

Vito raised his arms and spread them in front of him. He leaned on the throne with a smile on his face. "And from a probability perspective, shouldn't the safety factor be higher if the expeditionary force escorts your exploration fleet?"

"I have many Astartes, Imperial Navy and Astra Militarum under my command. You do not need to send fleets and skitarii to conquer the planet. My expedition fleet can complete the task more efficiently and serve as the escort for technological excavations. For Let us continue to fight and better protect the safety of the exploration fleet."

"More importantly, the safety of the stc template. You don't need to pay any extra price to obtain the stc template. Shouldn't we provide enough supplies for this? For you and for the Omi Messiah."

Vito had a sly smile on his face. He leaned on the throne and looked at the priest like a king, "Join my expedition, and all the new STC templates discovered on the unknown planet will belong to you. Anyway, I'm so good. Let’s leave it to the Mechanicum for research and production first, right?”

Vito stood up slightly as he spoke. He put his hands on the armrests and got close to the Foundry General's face. "The only difference is whether it is handed over to the Foundry World handed over to you or to others. On this road of exploration, many people are not ?"

"I think there might be more interest in other forging worlds nearby? Should I ask them?" Vito said with a smile. Cole glanced at him with a smile on his lips. This guy is taking advantage of The fact that the Adeptus Mechanicus competes with each other for scientific and technological achievements allows the chain of suspicion and confrontation within the Adeptus Mechanicus to be used to their own advantage.

He is still so cunning, or in other words, good at balancing. Vito will not force you or force you to join him, but he will make an offer for you, an offer that you cannot refuse.

"Should I contact other sages and forging generals now?" Vito raised his finger to indicate to the technical priest on the side. The latter nodded tacitly and called up the astrological communications of several other forging worlds in the sector. , but it was specially projected on the big screen.

The priest on the communication screen saw the communication. He lowered his head and nodded to Vito without saying much silence. "Your logic is rigorous and correct. After calculation, I accept your suggestion and replenish supplies. I will Delivered within a few days.”

"Happy cooperation." Vito smiled and leaned back into the throne. He leaned on the back and waved like a king receiving his courtiers. Now, the foundry general who was still in an "independent position" just now asked for help from Vito. became his new subordinate.

"Go down, General, and praise the Messiah of Om and the Emperor."

"Praise to you too, Marshal."

The foundry general disappeared from the screen after saying that. Cole smiled and glanced at Vito who stood up aside. He moved his arms and said, "It's really yours, you cunning guy."

"Thank you. If there's nothing else, I'll go back first. I have a long date tonight."

"Huh, good luck to you."

After Vito said that, he walked off the throne. He turned and walked towards the passage in the distance. Cole looked at his retreating back and smiled, then looked at the priest beside him.

"Notify Anna and prepare to receive supplies."

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