Warhammer Inquisitor

The muzzle of the bolt gun sprayed out deadly flames, and the bolt cut through the air and hit the target with a piercing roar. The hapless gene stealer was shot and shattered the entire upper body.

The chainsaw ax roared and chopped off limbs and flesh. The entire underground corridor was littered with corpses. The gray and dark brown walls are now almost blood red. The killing artist painted a painting of death with blood. .

The purebred gene stealer crashed to the ground, and the giant with a bolter beside him turned around and killed the flying gene stealer with a single shot. The spray of purple blood splashed on the wing helmet, and the black feathers The laminations were stained a dull blood, and the Astartes swung the power sword without stopping, and chopped off the other gene stealer in a smooth gesture.

The Dark Angel Space Marine stood among the shattered corpses. He raised his arm and shot a guy who was about to sneak up without looking. The plasma gun in his hand fell to the ground and hit the side There was a chain explosion on the oil drum, but the Dark Angel didn't even look at the explosion.

The light of the flames illuminated his helmet, and he raised his head slightly to look at the Fenrisian wolf walking towards him. Ragnar walked with the chainaxe on his shoulders and fired without haste, every shot of his Accurately killed the enemy one by one.

Compared to the panic, fear, and impatience of their enemies, the two Astartes were nothing. Every shot of the opponent can splatter a piece of flesh and blood, but the vitality of the opponent cannot even remove the surface paint of his own power armor.

"Why do we have to clean up this garbage here?" Ragnar complained, aiming and firing one shot after another, while Lancelot shrugged his shoulders slightly and kept pulling the trigger with his fingers, the dazzling light of the gunfire shone on their helmets There are pieces of luster.

"Didn't you keep complaining that you're bored and want to fight? That's it." "Fuck, what's the point of these guys? This is just a one-sided killing, what glory is there?"

"I need to remind you, Ragnar, what we do is an extension of the Emperor's will, and it is an obligation and responsibility to the Human Empire as a whole. This is the most important thing, not your honor."

Bell's voice came from the communicator, mixed with bursts of gunshots and screams, but from Bell's flat tone, it shouldn't be a big deal, as relaxed as the two of them now, it's like going out for a walk, by the way It's as easy as killing a gnome.

"Okay, Bell, you are always so boring. Speaking of which, why didn't Vito come down to practice guns together?" "Well, as far as I know about him, he is probably either talking to the local bureaucrats or bragging with the new female governor. Communicate in bed, communicate in depth.”

"Ah, it must be the latter. You are very familiar with him, Lancelot." "Nonsense, how many years have we been with him, yes, how many years, who remembers?"

The two stood together, shooting loosely but accurately while chatting as if they were really shooting targets on the training ground.

Ragnar's head tilted slightly, and he pulled the trigger and shot a fleeing enemy, "Fuck, forgot, damn it seems that we have followed him for a long time, so long that I forgot." "I I even forgot how old I am now."

"We are Astartes, Ragnar, and time itself is meaningless to us. Human beings will forget the concept of time once it exceeds twenty years, not to mention that each of us has lived for more than a century." Bell The voice returned, and there seemed to be a roar of heavy bolter machine guns, but it quickly returned to calm.

Ragnar shrugged slightly, indeed, time meant nothing to them, the aging speed of Astartes was very slow, and the long years of war and training had already made them forget the passage of time, which was how they were born The most efficient killing machine in the empire today.

"But I think it's been at least ten years?" Lancelot said, killing the enemy one by one, "Oh, by the way, speaking of Ragnar, I remember that your battle group has a very close relationship with the Tribunal. Come on, how do you get along so well with Vito?"

The Space Wolves tilted their heads to aim at the crosshairs, and shot a pious sniper far away. Although his sniper rifle couldn't even hurt Ragnar's fur, it seemed that the man became Ragnar Another pastime for when you're bored.

"You mean the Moon of Dishonor, right?" "The Moon of Dishonor? What the hell is that?" "Ah, it was the first Armageddon War, our Chapter and the Amis and the Dotons and the Inquisition Together with the Gray Knights, we wiped out 50,000 World Eaters, as well as a vast army of Khorne demons, and sent the traitorous Primarchs back to the subspace."

"It was a glorious battle. Thousands of mortals fought side by side with us and defeated the demons and monsters of the warp. However, the Inquisition planned to execute all those mortal warriors on the grounds that they would definitely be killed by the Warp if they fought against the traitor Primarch. Contaminated, so it has to be cleaned up and that puts our Chapter Master, Lord Wolf, Logan, and we're at war with the Inquisition."

"We covered the evacuation of the mortal soldiers and civilians from the galaxy, and there was a fierce exchange of fire with the Inquisition Order fleet. All the Inquisition Order troops on the spot were severely damaged or annihilated by us. Rhys is picking on us and asking us to go on a redemption expedition or something."

"After that, it was a fight. I remember that it was the old wolf Bjorn who came forward in person to persuade Chapter Chief Logan to cease fire and negotiate peace with the Inquisition. This matter will be settled, but we really don't like the Inquisition and the Gray Knight. "

"So can you explain how you can hang out with Vito every day, be complained and ordered by him, and not kill him with an axe?"

Ragnar raised the ax and hacked the purebred in front of him to death. He knocked on the helmet with the ax as if in a temple, seemed to be thinking hard, then shrugged, "I don't know, I just like this guy. , I can’t tell the reason, is he different from the rest of the Inquisition, isn’t he? We have been with him for so many years and we haven’t seen him casually killing people and throwing extermination orders towards a world.”

"Vito doesn't like to kill, even I know that if he wants to kill, there must be a reason, and he can avoid a greater degree of casualties, and he is not as arrogant as those judges, so yes, I like him Yes, or he doesn't look like an Inquisitor at all."

Indeed, Vito is more like a chic ranger, wandering around the universe, and acting in an incomparably casual and undisciplined style. To some extent, he is very similar to Ragnar. People who do it in their own way, so it is considered a reward for each other?

"But I remember the Wolf Lord liked him. He's been to Fenris a few times, and the veterans of the Chapter respect him, though I forget why."

"Because Vito also participated in the Moon of Disgrace." The old wolf Olaf's voice came from the communicator, and his thick voice was as reliable and solid as ever.

"At that time in Amy and Dorton, after we wiped out the fleet of the Inquisition, a fleet led by Vito suddenly appeared and surrounded us. It's all gone, and the battle brothers are also exhausted after fighting the Gray Knights, Vito could have just hunted us down."

"But he didn't, Vito opened a channel for us to leave, and warned us not to send those refugees to any planet, but to bring them back to Fenris, but unfortunately in the end we couldn't accommodate so many refugees, but sent They sent some planets that would accept."

"In the end, these planets were all attacked by the Judgment, the refugees were executed, and some planets were even executed with an extermination order to carry out the so-called "purification". But I heard that Vito started to save several planets and used Some kind of means to "eliminate those refugees on paper""

As Olaf spoke, there was a loud noise, as if he stepped on something, and then smashed something with his fist.

"Afterwards in Fenris, he and Lord Bjorn persuaded the Supreme Master of the Gray Knights and Logan to withdraw troops and cease fire. Afterwards, he was the one who ran around to make the enraged Tribunal Lord Council give up the crusade war."

"I was also there at the time. Lord Bjorn asked him why he helped us and why he wanted to be an enemy of his colleagues. Vito told Lord Wolf Lord."

"People nowadays have forgotten why the empire was established, but someone must remember that hope once existed in this galaxy."

"Lord Bjorn was silent for a while after hearing this, and then led us to swear that even if the stars fall, the son of Leman Russ will always welcome him and provide him with all assistance forever."

As the old wolf spoke, there was a sound of electric current from the communicator, followed by an explosion and everything went silent.

Ragnar smiled and tapped his helmet with an axe, "I knew that guy was fierce, isn't that much fiercer than those psychopaths?" He shot and killed another unlucky guy.

"Indeed, Vito has a very good relationship with our battle group. At that time, I was sent to join a troop to participate in a war against the green skins, but on the way, Sir Asmodai half-intimidated and half-coerced the platoon leader to seize power. Already, led us to hunt down the rumors of "excellent warriors", and caused the Silver Scorpions, which fought side by side with us at that time, to suffer heavy losses from the enemy."

"Day, you are really immoral." Ragnar complained, the rare Lancelot did not refute but shrugged slightly, and then swung his sword to kill an enemy at close range.

"Master Asmodai is such a psychopath. Even in the group of psychopaths of the first company, the second company and the priest, he was screaming and dragged us to find the militia camp against the greenskins. He also found that outstanding soldier. It was Vito, who was leading the local militia against the greenskins."

"Master Asmodai asked him a bunch of questions in a crazy way. In the end, since Vito miraculously persuaded Lord Asmodai, he beat the green skin with him first, and since the latter really listened, I Dare to say it! This is definitely a miracle at the galaxy level! That psychopath can't even listen to the words of Azrael Chapter Commander."

"Afterwards, Vito brought the silver scorpion captain who had suffered heavy losses and was half-dead in anger to Caliban to ask for his crimes. I don't know how he persuaded the captain to accept Captain Azrael's apology. Pursue the matter, and not even our two chapters have become sworn enemies."

"Just like your regiment, Captain Azrael also respects and appreciates him, and even helped him resolve several wars afterwards. I remember fighting the rebellious Alpha Chapter a few times? Although the Ravenwing Company and Deathwing went to fight, and we went with Vito."

Wow, I have to say that Vito's eloquence is quite good, or...he has other methods? Like telling a little secret or exchanging something? His usual trick, but it seems to work well on anyone.

Ragnar chuckled, and inserted the new bolt magazine into the gun, "Well, that's why he's better than those idiots who can only yell, yell to kill, and yell to throw extermination orders. .”

"Lancelot, Ragnar, the old wolf and I drove the rest of the people to your direction, ready to hunt." Bell's voice said, and the roar of the bolt gun could be heard directly by the two of them.

Ragnar moved his arms, and then strode towards a heavy bolter machine gun. He kicked away the corpse lying on it, lifted the heavy bolter and walked to the gate.

Lancelot also raised his bolt gun and pointed at the gate, and soon a large group of alien enemies appeared. They fled in this direction in a hurry, only caring about picking up the hunter behind them but ignoring the one in front of them. By the time the first person at the head noticed the two giants, it was too late.

Ragnar pulled the trigger, and the storm-like roar of the bolt gun was accompanied by countless bullets and rushed towards the enemy group. Flesh and wreckage began to splatter everywhere, and the blood rain poured down the entire gate.

When the chains of the entire bolter machine gun fired the last round of ammunition, the deadly weapon of death finally fell silent, and fell silent amidst repeated green smoke.

Ragnar threw the bolter aside casually. He looked at the two brothers walking out of the gate. They walked through the mountain of corpses and blood. The four giants looked back and stood in front of the gate. Between the corpses of heretics.

But before any of the four could speak, their communicators rang, and Cole's voice appeared in everyone's helmets.

"Everyone, get back to the ground."

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I have to say that the bed in the Governor's Mansion is very big and comfortable. The high-hanging Roman bed curtains hang everywhere, and the comfortable felt quilt is so warm and comfortable. It is indeed a good thing that only the Governor's Mansion can have.

Vito leaned on the pillows, these soft pillows let him sink into them deeply, comfortable and cozy, his arms wrapped around Olivia's bare shoulders in his arms, she covered half of her body under the quilt Leaning on his body, his slender fingers rested lightly on Vito's chest.

Vito looked at the beauty in his arms and showed a slight smile. He sighed easily and put his head on the pillow. He closed his eyes as if enjoying the tranquility of this moment.

No one would bother Vito and the beauty now, and the servants were asked not to bother, well, at least not just now.

The communicator on the bedside table rang, ticking. Olivia opened her hazy eyes and sat up to look at the bedside table. Her long hair was casually draped over her shoulders.

Vito sighed, reached out and took the communicator and opened it randomly, "Cole, I hope you really came to disturb me because of something important."

"The Ultramarines Chapter is here, and the third company commander, Kyle Fabian, is here with five companies of the Space Warriors Chapter. Put your clothes on right now, and come to the airport and wait for me."

Cole's voice hung up, and Vito smiled jokingly, it seemed that Cole knew what he was doing, well, he rubbed his head and looked at the surprised Olivia.

"Emperor bless."