Warhammer Inquisitor

Mal Hammer was in a bad mood, very bad. He had already lost three factories in just two months. Even for the emperor's sake, this was too much nonsense.

The boss of the Hammer Gang just walked on the pedestrian street above the abandoned mine pit. There was no one here, and the once prosperous large mine had long been empty.

It used to be one of the main sources of uranium ore on Victoria Star.

At that time, Low Hive was not called Low Hive, but a part of Hive Capital Victoria, a monument to the development and prosperity of this planet.

But when the centuries passed, when the resources here were exhausted, this meritorious mine was abandoned and forgotten, like Low Nest.

Of course, Mal didn't come here to be sentimental, and no one in the current empire would care about such emotional issues.

I am here for an appointment, a strange "date"

Mal Hammer walked along the winding road, which used to be used by the mine's heavy-duty trucks.

Centuries later, the highway still bears the traces of the heavy-duty trucks of yesteryear.

But all these ancient relics cannot compare with this beauty after all.

Behind a viewing platform at the end of the road, Silver Snake stood there silently, leaning on the handrail and looking down at the huge deep pit that descended layer by layer.

"Miss Silver Snake, the date you chose is not very good, you might as well come to my bar."

Mal smiled, holding the mohawk head and grinning clumsily. He walked up to Silver Snake and leaned the sturdy mechanical arm of his right arm on the armrest.

"I'm very confident. My wine collection is no worse than yours. You'll want to have a drink or two, and then we'll talk." Mal said with a smile.

But Silver Snake smiled softly, and then took two steps back, "I'm disturbing your interest, she is dating me."

The sound made Mal turn his head very differently, and then he saw the guy, the man whose teeth chattered with hatred during this time.

"You!" Marl cursed and raised the mechanical arm, his palms quickly flicked to the sides, and a laser gun stretched out, aiming at his head.

And this bastard smiled calmly, he calmly lifted his coat, revealing the empty holster under it.

Mal wouldn't believe this. He either had ambushes around, or he was a weapon himself, equipped with bionic prosthetics like the rich people in the last nest.

Because of this, Mal didn't lower his wrist, still aiming at Vito, the veins on his face popped like Ragnar every time he was irritated by Lancelot's jokes.

"I asked Miss Silver Snake to arrange this meeting, not to fight, Mr. Mal." "Fart! I didn't know I was meeting you bastard! I knew I would come here with a melta gun and put your dog The sun is melting!"

Vito smiled, and calmly walked to Mal's side and leaned on the armrest, not paying any attention to the muzzle of the gun that was almost pressing against his head.

Vito took out a wine bottle from his arms and took a sip, then handed it to Mal.

"Drink it, it's not poisonous, I don't intend to kill you yet."

Mal looked at the bottle and fell silent. He didn't go to get the wine, but continued to look at the idiot in front of him who had caused him a lot of losses with murderous eyes.

Silver Snake sighed helplessly, stepped forward and grabbed the bottle, which was different from when he was drinking in the bar.

Silver Snake would usually take off the fancy breathing mask on her face when she drank.

At least for a brief moment while drinking, but here, Silver Snake lifted a corner of his mask and put it back on immediately after taking a sip.

It's like the star fighters who are squatting in the trenches and want to drink wine to relieve their boredom when the poisonous gas of Nurgle's demon is still floating on their heads.

Vito looked at the silver snake, and the latter gave the bottle to Mal, who held the bottle with the other hand, looked at the silver snake, looked at the gray-green eyes, sighed, and took a sip of the wine .

Mal closed the weapon, and the dangerous mechanical arm closed back into a palm.

"For Silver Snake's sake, Vito Constantine, I'll give you a chance to speak, but you'd better say something that interests me before my patience runs out."

Mal said, walking in front of Vito, he was a head taller than Vito, "And my patience is not right, and it is exhausted very quickly."

Vito smiled, "Then I'll tell you directly, I'll help you get rid of the scarlet threat."

Mal was stunned, he looked at the man in front of him hesitantly, "Are you on drugs?" "Crimson? No, no, and that stuff doesn't work for me."

Vito said with a slight shrug, "You heard me right, Mal Hammer, I will help you get rid of Mosley, and I will also destroy the scarlet processing plant in Victoria, just as you think." "Why? I do not believe you."

Vito smiled jokingly, and looked at Marl with his arms in his arms. "Mosley has threatened me, or he is a stumbling block on my way to jump, even Henry. I plan to kill them both."

"And the Crimson Plant is not under my control. Guess where it will be rebuilt after the Crimson Plant blows up?" "You seized my three factories." "No, it's the Hammer Factory."

Before he finished speaking, Marl's veins burst out, and he grabbed Vito's neck, and the powerful mechanical arm pinched Vito's throat.

"I'll kill you right here! You stole my Sentinel, and now you want to steal my most important factory?! In the name of the Emperor, I'll kill you!"

"Calm down, Mal, calm down." Vito patted his arm, "The lady is still here, don't rush to kill someone."

Mal glanced at the indifferent silver snake, who was standing aside with her hips akimbo.

Vito stood up and straightened his messed-up collar, "Seizing the hammer factory is the beginning of the plan, a step I used to get rid of Mosley, and a starting point for the follow-up plan."

Mal held his arms in his arms, and the mechanical arm creaked on his chest, "Then you'd better give me a reason, a suitable reason for me not to kill you."

Vito smiled, with one hand behind his back, "Let me tell you the truth, three days later, your peripheral factories will be attacked a series of times, but the real purpose is that there will be a riot in the hammer factory." , Mosley will instigate and lead, your workers who smoke scarlet and be preached by him will launch a riot, and my people will use sentries to launch an attack from the outside, and take the factory from the inside and the outside.”

"In the factory, Mosley is alone, or he will be alone. I have stimulated him, and my friend will be eager to send everyone in his hands to prove his ability. , trying to take as much of the factory as possible before I did."

"But he won't go because he still has a mission. I told him that he needs to open an abandoned tunnel gate from the ground. I guess his original plan was to taunt and show me there. He has already taken it. Most of the factory, and I just went in or something."

Vito smiled sarcastically, "His conceit and arrogance led him into a trap, and I will shoot the first hunting shot there."

Mal fell silent and looked at the man in front of him. After a while, he shrugged slightly, "You still haven't told me, Vito Constantine, why should I let you take away my factory? Especially after you have already told me Down."

"First, it is inevitable that the factory will be seized. Even without me, the Pious Society will eventually take it there. I intend to give you a chance to evacuate all important equipment, items and personnel to avoid losses."

"Second, I need a chance. You see, the factory is in chaos. A few days ago, someone leaked secrets to Silver Snake, which resulted in a scarlet ship being robbed by our unfriendly friends. In the factory, if that The spy also passed Mosley's whereabouts and news to Silver Snake again, and Marl Hammer finally found out about it?"

Vito smiled jokingly, looking at the hammer in front of him, "That's really too bad. After the war, we sadly found that Brother Mosley disappeared."

Vito shook his head pretentiously, and turned around to look at the big hole below, "And the scene is full of a large number of blood and blood caused by the large-scale destruction weapons we newly acquired in the factory and outside the field during the war, Or simply incinerated wreckage, so we can only believe that Brother Mosley has sadly passed away."

There was a sly smile on the corner of his mouth, and he turned to look at Mal, "There are also several missionaries around Mosley, and we have already decided at the meeting that we will not be in the absence of missionaries. Now, use the crimson to influence and preach, and the crimson strike against the Hammer Gang will be forced to suspend."

"To make matters worse, the Mosley brothers seemed to know the location of the scarletin factory, so Marl Hammer tortured and interrogated the Mosley brothers, and in the end he did not know what method was used to force the Mosley brothers to tell the truth. The location of the crimson processing factory was destroyed, and then it was destroyed."

Mal listened, listening quietly, and seemed very patient. Vito walked up to him with a smile, "In the end, the scarlet plant needed to be rebuilt, and the factory site was chosen as the largest and ready-made hammer factory. The managers of the hammer factory hesitated about the unfortunate death of the Mosley brothers, and it became."

"You," Mal said, and Vito nodded slightly with a smile on his face.

"Why should I believe that you will reach an agreement with me? You mean that you will kill Henry at a certain moment, and then become the leader of the pious society in the next nest, and then make a truce with me to draw a border, but why should I believe that you will not Taking the opportunity to add insult to injury?"

Vito clapped his hands and smiled gratifiedly, "You are a smart man, Mr. Mal, you really should ask this question."

Vito said and nodded towards Silver Snake, who pulled out a recording pen from somewhere around his waist.

The pretty bartender handed it to Mal, who took the recorder almost with a shocked expression.

He looked at Vito with great doubts, and the latter was still smiling. Mal looked at the recording pen in his hand, "You gave me a big killer, Vito, a handle enough to kill yourself, why did you Don't worry that I will give you this to Henry?"

"Because I am the only one who is willing to cooperate with you, Mr. Mal, so, how would you choose?" Vito said with a smile.

Mal looked at the recorder in silence for a moment, then put it in his arms and turned to leave.

After walking a long distance, he said loudly, "I will do my job well, and now go do your job well! Vito Constantine!"

Silver Snake looked at Mal jokingly with his hips crossed, and then glanced at Vito, "Today's date was a success." "You made a big bet, Vito."

The latter smiled, put one arm around Silver Snake's waist, and looked into her eyes, "Fortunately, I haven't lost a bet yet, and there is another date, are you interested?"

"Where is it?" Silver Snake unexpectedly did not break free from Vito, but asked back with a long sigh of relief.

"How about the hammer factory?"

Silver Snake smiled and shrugged slightly, "It's a very special place for a date. Well, yes." "Great, but this time someone else will go with us, don't look at me with that look, and don't rush to be jealous , that person is not a woman, even well, I don’t know if he can still be considered a human being.”

Vito raised his arm, and the communicator on his wrist also lit up, "Omega, I need you to come down, keep a low profile." "Understood." The ecstasy electronic voice replied.