Warhammer Inquisitor

Antarctica, the last natural relic on Terra alongside the Himalayas, although Terra has long been completely covered by mechanized cities, high-rise buildings stand on the ground, oceans, mountains, forests, and snowfields are all planet-level cities Disappeared in the process of melting, but Antarctica still remains in this world.

The reason is very simple, everything here belongs to an organization, an organization that is feared in Terra, and even in the entire galaxy. In the ancient era of the Great Crusade, it was formed by the Emperor himself, and was formed by the heroic Maca. It is an organization formed by the Supreme Marshal Vito Constantine, which is above all the military and political institutions of the empire.

Its name is the Imperial Inquisition.

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The blizzard is flying all over the sky, a gray-black bunker stands alone on the ice field, and the white snow is flying and falling on the gray concrete exterior wall and the unmanned air defense weapons around it. The muzzles of the guns pointed skyward, and the sonic radar swirled in the wind, and around it, the wind beat against the narrow windows of the bunker.

Outside the window, a black shadow flitted across the wall. It was a man, a soldier wearing a black military overcoat and a unique reflective breastplate on his chest. He was walking outside the bunker with a gun on his back. On the ground of the bunker, he held the gun belt on his shoulder with his hands in thick winter gloves, and stood on the concrete platform where the snow was blowing.

The guard wearing a tall black felt hat stood outside the window. His felt hat had an eye-catching logo, which was a red letter i. Under the badge, he wore a black windproof hood. And wearing a pair of windproof glasses on the eyes of the dark hood. The black lenses are single-sided, and the eyes inside cannot be seen, but they reflect light like a mirror.

The soldier's snow boots stepped on the snow outside the bunker, and the crisp white snow made sparse cracking sounds under the crushing of the boots. The cold wind blew the corners of the black coat, and the soldier stood with his gun on his back. The snow overlooks the endless ice field in front of you.

There is nothing on the white snow field, only flying blizzards, and the barren ice field is reflected on the windshield, but suddenly a blast from the air breaks the silence of the ice field.

It was a sonic boom from the sky, a crackling sound that broke the speed of sound spread out from the air, and something was passing through the thick clouds.

The rotating radar behind the soldier reacted, and a small long-wave receiving point protruded from the top of the fan radar. The wide radar rotated to shake off the snow on its body, and it aimed at the roaring down in the sky. thing.

The soldier on the ice field raised his head, and a bright bolide was reflected on the black mirror. The soldier raised his head to look at the meteor with his gun on his back, and the automatic dual-mounted anti-aircraft laser cannon above the bunker behind him also slowly Lifted, the muzzle was aimed at what was falling, and the flames piercing the sky were falling through the clouds and falling from the blizzard sky.

The soldier pressed the position on one side of his windshield, and as he pressed his finger, a locking aperture appeared on the inner view glass of the windshield, and the aperture caught the falling bolide, and the image soon appeared. Then zoomed in, and the soldiers were able to clearly see the silver fighter plane that was swooping down rapidly.

The fighter plane was very beautiful, with a fluid linear structure, like a silver drop of water. The soldier looked at the fighter plane piercing the stormy sky, turned around and knocked on the glass of the bunker behind him with his fist.

Behind the glass sits another Ice Guard. He is not wearing a full set of cold armor and base equipment, but wearing a turtleneck sweater. He is sitting comfortably in the heated and brightly lit bunker drinking hot coffee. Holding hot coffee and looking at the scanning radar in front of him, suddenly the glass in front of him was knocked loudly.

The guard in the bunker was startled, and immediately put down the coffee in his hand and looked at the soldier outside the window. He turned and pointed to the silver fighter plane that was rapidly arcing into the Antarctic sky, and was gradually turning towards the front.

The guard looked at the thing, and immediately kicked his legs, the pulleys under the office chair slid on the heated floor, he slid to the instrument on the other side, clicked on it quickly with his fingers, and soon the silver The shuttle appears on the scanning screen.

On one side of it, a data window popped up, on which was written a line of number, i-00001, in eye-catching red and gold fonts.

The guard looked at the screen and nodded to the soldiers outside the window. He stood up and walked to the weapon console on the other side, and quickly shut down the automatic turrets around the air defense bunker. It turned green, and the anti-aircraft guns behind the soldiers outside the window gradually stopped.

At the same time that the guard turned off the anti-aircraft weapon array, the communication channel at his hand rang, and the sound wave frequency band appeared on the small display window, making a sound with the fluctuation of the audio frequency.

"Air defense post No. 072, the main castle has detected a flying object passing through your defense area, report the situation." The voice said so, and the guard glanced at the aircraft whistling past the window outside, and the object flew very fast , flew from this section of the window to that section almost at once.

The eyes of the guards in the bunker followed the whistling silver water droplets, and the soldiers standing outside the window in the snow could see it longer before it disappeared. When the water droplets flashed past the edge of the window, he still You can turn your head with the gun on your back and watch the thing fly to the distant ice field, to the direction of the huge shadow standing in the blizzard.

In the direction where the water drop disappeared, the guard in the bunker pressed one hand on the communication channel, "The great master is back, the real great master."

The part of the communication frequency band fell silent, and the silence lasted for a short moment, and soon the audio band vibrated again, "Understood, stick to your post."

"Of order, sir." The guard said and turned off the communication channel. He turned and walked to the large glass window of the bunker. He leaned against the corner of the wall and squinted at the huge shadow silhouette on the distant ice field from the edge of the window.

"The Great Master is back, what does this mean?" The soldier standing outside the window held a gun on his back, and pressed down the communicator hanging around his neck with one hand, his voice soon penetrated with the communicator The interference of the strong wind appeared directly in the bunker, clearly and clearly.

"I don't know, Cullen, but I only know one thing. We will have a job soon, which is more exciting than looking at the radar in this ghost place." The guard in the bunker said with a smile. The bright spot of light in the dark clouds said so.

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The Aquila roared over the ice field, its terminal vector nozzle burning fiercely in the heavy snow, and the bright and long thruster fire column burning in the dark cloudy sky, illuminating the skyline.

The blizzard was blowing on the curved cockpit glass of the Aquila, and the feather-like snow flew over the smooth glass and the fuselage of the fighter plane. In the cockpit, Vito's eyes looked at the black clouds outside the glass in front of him. , cumulus clouds mixed with blizzard blocked all visual vision.

But Vito doesn't need to see clearly, because it is not he who is driving the Aquila now, but Helen, the little artificial intelligence lady is standing on the small disc on the armrest of Vito's seat. Make no movements, but stand there calmly, eyes made of light particles looking out the window at the constantly disturbing clouds.

Vito knew that he didn't need to worry about Helen. She could see things outside clearly. Through the induction imaging of the Aquila, she could clearly see everything on the ice sheet below and the navigation route. It was a unique vision, one that could let Their unique view of flying over any storm.

And this time was no exception, the Aquila suddenly rolled and turned to one side. The unparalleled maneuverability of the shuttle allowed it to complete a large turn almost on the spot. It penetrated the cloud cover obliquely behind the Aquila.

The silver fighter plane swooped down from above the clouds, Vito sat on the driver's seat, his eyes looked out the window at the dark clouds and snowflakes that quickly passed by on both sides, and soon the sea of ​​clouds burst out of the glass, a brand new The world unfolded before his eyes.

It was a fortress, a gigantic fortress rising on the ice sheet, its soaring walls almost entirely integrated with the Trans-Mountains that stretch across Antarctica, its dark walls jutting obliquely from the icebergs, striking their broad ends On the snow in the Arctic, a diamond-shaped wall structure resembling a dam is formed.

What is different from ordinary dams is that its body is densely covered with countless weapons. On the slope of the city wall, shooting positions are set up one by one on the wall. On the high wall and shooting positions where the snow is flying, All kinds of anti-aircraft weapons aimed at the sky.

The Skyhawk flew parallel to the city wall, and Vito's eyes looked out at the city wall and weapons passing by from one side, the silent anti-aircraft guns and honeycomb missile launch pods, heavy laser cannons and electromagnetic rail guns all stood upright. In the snowflakes, their bodies are covered with a layer of white snow, just like wild wolves crawling in the snow, waiting in silence for a chance to pounce on their prey and tear its trachea apart.

The Aquila suddenly lifted up from a corner of the fortress, and under Helen's control, the silver fighter plane roared up from the outside of the towering city wall in the blink of an eye. They flew over the barrier of the city wall and reached the vast expanse above the wall. on flat surface.

Here is the real area of ​​the fortress, the entire upper layer of the glacier is completely flattened, steel and permanent concrete fortifications cover everything, on the top of the vast iceberg is a vast steel plain, and on the ground there are magnificent cannons Straight to the sky.

The revolving tube of the ground-based heavy-duty turbolaser gun was aimed at the sky, and the Aquila roared past the silent muzzle. Vito was inside the cabin overlooking the entire square area outside the fortress. There are many anti-aircraft weapons here. Large and small anti-air and ground weapons are scattered here.

In addition to the heavy-duty turbolaser cannon, there are orbital accelerated magnetic cannons, giant ground-based laser cannon arrays, light spears, and the closed shooter death warhead launch chamber, dense energy pipelines around them, and large transport vehicles parked in the heavy snow. There is also an automatic ammo loader to provide them with a steady stream of power.

They together form a deadly firestorm here, as if the people in the fortress are willing, they can use these weapons at any time to tear apart any enemy who dares to approach.

Vito raised his eyes from the plain of weapons, and looked at the main body of the fortress, which was already close at hand. In front of him was a second city wall rising from the plain of steel. A helipad.

The Skyhawk flew to the front of the landing pad, and the vector nozzles were quickly adjusted downwards, pushing the flames to hit the gray-black steel landing deck quickly, and all the snow flying and falling on it was spraying flames in an instant. It all disappeared under the bombardment, and the remaining unmelted parts also scattered and flew around under the action of the jet stream.

The Aquila landed on the landing deck, and as its heavy landing gear slowly landed on the apron, the magnetic lock was activated quickly, and the tiny blue lightning that jumped locked the Aquila on the apron.

Vito looked at the huge armored gate in front of him. At the end of the tall gate, the protruding platform of the apron began to slowly retract towards the door. With the roar of the transmission structure in the invisible wall, the apron also slowly Slowly entered the city wall.

Inside the high wall and the armored gate, a young judge wearing a black trench coat of the Tribunal was already waiting here. He looked at the landing pad slowly entering the fortress in front of him, and at the silver fighter plane docked firmly on it.

The young judge looked at the smooth, silver shuttle that was like a work of art. Its fluid body shone with slender threads of light under the brightly illuminated surrounding lights, but soon his elegance was overwhelmed. Interrupted, a circle of cracks suddenly appeared on the seamless body of the Aquila, and the hatch slowly opened and fell down.

The young judge looked at the falling hatch and the people who stepped down from it. He was also wearing a black trench coat. When the young man saw him, he immediately stood up and saluted him. Yes, salute, the salute of the court The method is also a military salute, which is the rule that Vito established when he founded them many years ago.

Although the Tribunal is a secret police organization that transcends any military and political organization, the discipline, obedience, and execution of the military must also be implemented here, and even further. , relatively loose in action and management, but each of their members is still a soldier, a group of members of a highly disciplined military organization.

Vito smiled and saluted the young man in response. Vito looked around at the empty airport in the fortress. Shuttles of different shapes were parked here, and they all seemed to belong to different judges. Well, the aviation companies affiliated to the Inquisition Court are not so diverse and colorful.

"Looks like you're the only one here to pick me up, young man." Vito smiled and walked down the slanted hatch. The young judge standing in front of the door still raised his hand, and he looked at Vito seriously, without a trace. Slack means.

"The Great Instructor, all the high-ranking judges, and other important members are waiting for you in the hall. I was ordered to come here to meet you, Supreme Instructor."

"Okay, what's your name? Child." Vito asked standing in front of the young man. The latter froze for a moment, but soon recovered his thoughts. He lowered his arm and nodded to Vito.

"Inquisitor Heinrich Beria, my lord, belongs to the Inquisition of Heresy."

Hohohoho, believe me, this tribunal is the scariest of the three tribunals, at least for most people in the empire, they are responsible for liquidating, dealing with and eliminating heresies, mainly targeting "" The mortals are the traitors within the empire.

There are various types and definitions of traitors. There are rebellious officials, stupid corrupt officials, incompetent military officers and governors, as well as workers who spread negative views, sabotage, etc., and even farmers who accidentally use the wrong growth hormone. In short, they define There are all kinds of "heresy" in the book, and one will even be added temporarily.

But this also adds a lot of flexibility to their work, they can adapt to the situation on the spot, yes, yes, this also leads to a lot of idiots who kill innocent judges indiscriminately, or simply decide who is based on their own mood. Heresy, but believe me, this kind of person generally doesn't have a long career as an inquisitor, not too long in the biological sense.

Vito looked at the young man in front of him and patted him on the shoulder with a smile, "Then, Judge Heinrich, lead the way." "Your order, my lord, this way please."

Heinrich stepped aside and motioned for Vito to follow him, who did follow the young Inquisitor, Vito walking behind him through the tall hangar.

He looked around everything, and everything here has changed a lot since he left, with a lot of new equipment, decoration and renovation, and a new explosion-proof layer, which made Vito very gratified, because it means that the court It did not become an old-fashioned, old-fashioned, and immutable idiot organization as rumored.

Believe me, there are many departments in the empire. In order to follow the "ancient" tradition, they are firm and even stubbornly conservative in all aspects, not only all work and language habits, but even decoration and architecture. Keep it for ten thousand years, don't you believe it? Then go and see the parchment and hall of the Ministry of Government Affairs and you will understand.

Vito walked on the wide deck. He observed everything around him, but nothing changed. It was exactly the same as when he left. The Inquisition faithfully inherited Vito's pragmatism first, as well as the industrial steel style of decorative art, There aren't any fancy decorations like statues, columns or murals.

In Vito's consistent opinion, he calls the Gothic decoration that the Emperor likes, calling it a waste of time and resources. To be honest, you spend so much time and energy on useless decorations. It's time to build another ship.

Although many judges, in order to deal with the state religion and other departments of the empire, instead of entangled with them about what is artistic heresy, they will decorate their battleships with exaggerated religious models, you know, they will Flying cathedral kind.

But Vito was very happy, at least here, in the Antarctic headquarters of the Inquisition, they still inherited the simple decoration that Vito liked back then, the steel walls and the roads on both sides without extra decoration, but it was different from Petula The pure icy wind of Bo, through the flashing lines, the streamlined shape of modern and industrial style, and the smooth surface, reveals a different kind of beauty all the time amidst the monotony.

Vito looked at everything around him, and as he walked, he discovered the only religious element here, a very unique way of displaying characteristics.

Beside the gate Vito passed by, on the high wall on that side stands a huge painting, on which are hung three portraits, among which the one placed in the center is undoubtedly the emperor, that guy is wearing his He is wearing an outrageously exaggerated golden battle armor, a golden halo shines behind his head, and his eyes are also shining in the huge picture scroll.

And on the other side of the emperor, there is another depiction, on which is a mortal, or an elder, he is wearing a simple robe, his old face is full of spirit and fortitude, in his hand He is holding the most eye-catching scepter, which is a scepter burning with fire. A soaring eagle stands on the top of the scepter, and the raging flames burn from under the eagle's body, and his name is Below the portrait.

"Malcador, old guy, I didn't expect them to hang you here, and this one over here is." Vito said, turning his head to look at the portrait hanging side by side with the emperor, Malcador.

It was a man wearing a black trench coat of the court of justice. He stared at the passers-by in front of him. There was also a sun disc behind his head, but it had a different shape from the emperor's. He wore a As for the golden badge, that badge is quite gorgeous and unique, unlike all the military ranks of the empire, there are no stars or any rank distinguishing marks on it, but only a soaring sky eagle and a thunderbolt held under the feet.

The Imperial Skyhawk was combined with the letter i of the Judgment Chamber, hanging on his chest, and the golden ribbon of glory and the scarlet battle robe fell from his shoulders. Under the scarlet battle robe was a long red velvet belt, The edge is decorated with golden velvet to distinguish it from the color of the red robe, just like a red road. The belt hangs from his shoulders and extends from his waist.

On the wide red belt, there are several shining badges, to be precise, military badges or logos. From top to bottom, there are the Tribunal, the Ministry of Justice, the Star Militia Army, and the Imperial Navy. There is also a unique one that combines the The unifying emblem of the bolter, chainsword and Space Marine helmet represents all Space Marine chapters.

The symbols and emblems of all the armed forces of the empire are arranged in an orderly manner on his chest, symbolizing his power, his supreme power over all shields and blades in the entire empire.

And the name of power is branded under the portrait, and at the end of the portrait, a golden nameplate is engraved with the name of the person depicted on it.

Vito Constantine, Supreme Marshal of the Empire and Supreme Master of the Inquisition.

Vito stared at the portrait in a daze. He pointed to the portrait and was about to say something when the closed door beside him was opened under Heinrich's operation, and the roaring door opened to both sides. , followed by the sound of uniform footsteps.

"Stand at attention, all! Salute to the marshal!" Behind the gate, the man standing at the head of the judges stood at attention and shouted. Following his bright light, there was the sound of neat footsteps closing together in the hall, and the heels of his boots collided. Together, amidst the bang, dozens of arms were raised at the same time, saluting Vito behind the gate.

On the other side of them, the silent assassins wearing combat tights and different skull masks stood on the other side. Instead of saluting, they all knelt down. The female assassin who was the leader, all the The terrifying assassins all knelt on one knee and bowed their heads to Vito.

Heinrich also retreated outside the gate and stood at attention to salute. He stood beside Vito and looked at Vito standing upright with serious eyes, "Welcome back, Marshal, all members of the Tribunal and the Assassin Court are waiting for you." The command."