Warhammer Inquisitor

The data tablet in the hands of Reina, who was concentrating on research, recorded an overview of the entire Imperial Expeditionary Fleet and the three Primaris Space Marine Chapter Fleets, their supplies, fuel, ammunition reserves, and related information on ships of all levels. , which is a useful presentation board.

But whenever Reina was about to read more deeply, she would always be interrupted by a burst of cheers. You see, the cheers came again, interrupting Reina's thoughts in an instant.

She raised her head slightly annoyed and looked ahead, the captain cleared her throat and put the data pad on her knees, her straight woolen breeches stretched straight under the pressure of her buttocks, showing her uneven curves Incisively and vividly, "This is a very detailed briefing, Admiral Cole, I think I have understood it."

"You're welcome, Captain Reina, but you should thank Bell, he is the one who made this briefing." Cole nodded to Bell, and he was leaning under the stepped bench where the two captains were sitting. , leaning against Roman and chatting.

"You're welcome, two captains, it's my honor." Bell raised his iron fist in salute to Reina, who also smiled and nodded to him.

"387 warships, plus 901 logistics supplies, occupying the security and transportation fleet, such a huge fleet is managed by you in an orderly manner, Cole, it is amazing."

"Thank you, Captain Reina. This is not an honor for me alone. If it weren't for the cooperation of my colleagues in the Imperial Navy and Bell's help, I would have been so busy. And my first officer Anna, they all Helped a lot."

When Cole was talking, Bell below also nodded affirmatively, and he slightly raised his head to look at the two sitting above, "I suggest Captain Cole refer to and abide by the contents of the scriptures, it will provide a lot of help, at the very least The entire staff of the last one."

"Indeed, Bell, your scriptures are all-encompassing, and I have benefited a lot from the management of expeditionary fleets and logistics. It is indeed an excellent military code, almost comparable to the marshal's code of war."

Cole's approval made Bell smile a little, he was happy to see more people willing to accept the Codex Astartes, the collection compiled by his genetic father, any Ultramarine would be proud at this moment.

Reina glanced at the data pad on her knee, she was full of curiosity about the holy book, "After hearing what you said, I really want to read the holy book, Captain Bell, can you lend me a copy?" "Just call me Bell, I will give you a copy, I believe you will use it."

"That is a great military code, which contains everything we need. I suggest you read it from the fleet management section." Bell was interrupted by another round of cheers before he finished speaking, and he turned his head I went to see the cheering Black Maned Wolf and Order Sword warriors.

They gathered around the arena in the center of the hall, and the warriors wearing wolf fur and the jerseys of the Knights stood together. Everyone was cheering for the ongoing competition on the arena, and every punch would trigger a new cheer. Voice.

Among the cheering soldiers, Vito walked out from the crowd. He looked at the wolves and lions wrestling with each other on the side ring and smiled jokingly, "How long have they been fighting?"

"It's been an hour, and it looks like the fight will continue." Roman, who was leaning next to Bell, raised the wine glass in his hand and saluted Vito. He was holding wine like the rest of the black-maned wolves around. He also smiled and walked over from the foam of wine that was spilled as he kept raising his arms and cheering.

"Looks like that, hope they don't fight tonight, and, hello Roman, we haven't seen each other for a long time before today."

"It's an honor to meet you, my lord." Roman said, picking up a glass of wine from the huge tray in the hand of the servant, and he handed it to Vito, who naturally took it and took a sip of it. The pungent feeling of the extremely strong Fenris wine made Vito cry out in a low voice.

"Huh, the wine of Fenris is still so exciting." "After all, we drink it, not the wine drunk by the dark angels." The two clinked their glasses, "but now you have to drink with the sons of Ryan You fought side by side, and you seem to be getting along pretty well."

There was another burst of cheers behind Vito's speech, the members of the two warbands shouted loudly for the punch in the ring, and the fighters of the two warbands between the black maned wolf and order put their arms around each other's shoulders , each raised the Fenris wine and wine in their hands, cheered and laughed, and were intimate.

"Lancelot is an excellent fighter and a good person. This is impeccable, and so are the members of his warband. I am honored to give my back to them." Roman said, looking at the ring He smiled at a shout from above, "Only if Ragnar doesn't knock him over."

Vito glanced back and laughed, he leaned against the shelf of the long coat while holding the wine glass, his head moved closer to Reina's feet, "I didn't have time to introduce you before, now I'm honored Let me introduce you to our friends."

He said and pointed to Roman next to him, "This is Roman, the former Space Wolves, and the current deputy leader of the Black Maned Wolf Chapter."

"In fact, most of the time I think I'm the Chapter Leader. After all, Ragnar doesn't care about anything except fighting, but it's an honor, Captain." Roman said to Reina with a smile that was both bold and noble from Fenrisians. Nodding, that very friendly smile made Reina involuntarily want to nod to him.

"And this is Bell, the Ultramarine and the pharmacist, our most reliable technical officer and the always chattering university student." Vito said and poked Bell beside him with his elbow, who also snickered. Then nodded to Reina, "We are already familiar with each other, so there is no need to introduce too much."

"Ha, believe me, Renata, you will really know him later, and there are other people, people are often different from when they introduce themselves, good or bad." "Then I believe it is good, I am very happy in the future I can cooperate with you, Bell." "Me too, Captain Reina."

Vito leaned his hand on the bench, he raised his finger and touched the square ring surrounded by a circle of fighters in the center of the front hall, where there was another burst of cheers, "The one who threw his fist is Ragnar, Space Wolves, and current Chapter Master of the Blackmane Wolf, if he can be called that, a perpetually inattentive, fight-crazed Wolf."

"And drink, you will get used to the taste of wine that will never disappear in Ragnar's mouth." Roman said that he also took a sip of wine, and then he smiled again, "Or rather, you have to get used to all of us people."

"Don't worry about Roman, I have fought side by side with the Space Wolves before, and I can get used to the smell." Reina dragged her chin, raised one of her legs, and propped her elbow on it, "Then What about those who were knocked to the ground and are now ready to fight back?"

"Ah, that's Lancelot, Dark Angel, and Ragnar's bad friend." When Vito said, Lancelot had already launched a counterattack. He punched Ragnar in the jaw, and the latter The sudden fall back on the ground aroused cheers from around.

But Ragnar, who was lying on the ground, looked over intentionally or unintentionally, he showed his fangs and smiled at Reina, "Hello, beauty."

While Ragnar was still saying hello, Lancelot had already charged up again. The two of them slapped each other and rolled around on the ground, fisting each other. They rolled around like two big children. The entire battle group under him rolled and scolded each other in front of each other.

"You Caliban orange cat, give me a kick!" "Fuck you, Fenris mad dog, give me a kick!" Both of them spat at each other with laughter, and every punch of theirs would arouse the surroundings. The cheers of the warriors, the brothers of the two Chapters raised their glasses to each other and cheered for their Chapter Master.

Reina greeted Ragnar with a smile, and something suddenly recalled in her mind, "I remember Ryan and Master Riemann rolling on the ground like this at the time, right?" "Yes, they are really like them Father, although Lancelot is much more cheerful than Ryan back then."

Vito looked at the two cats and dogs rolling around. Their actions now were the same as when Vito remembered Ryan and Riemann fighting. The two Primarchs were wrestling each other in the mud in front of their entire legion. They fought from sunrise to sunset all day long, and now the two in front of them were wrestling and rolling around in front of their entire battle group.

The soldiers around looked at them and laughed, cheering for their chapter leader, but in the process, their regiments have formed a strong bond, and in the fight, the brotherhood has been strengthened. The most sincere reinforcement, you punch and kick each other, greet each other's eighteen generations of ancestors and laugh, which is more effective than any polite words of praise.

"Besides these two weirdos, there are three other friends, Eisenstein and Loken. They are not here, but I believe they will come back soon." "Loken is still alive?"

Reina asked in surprise, she put down her raised legs and stepped forward, while Vito folded his arms and smiled, "Live well, no one can kill the Shadow Moon Wolf, in the near future, they will Will rise from the ashes.”

"By the way, where's the old wolf? Olaf isn't here?" Vito suddenly remembered and asked, how could he forget the old wolf? The most reliable of these four wonders.

It was Roman who answered Vito. He held the wine glass with the soldiers on the side and took a big sip. After rolling down his stomach, he burped, "The old wolf left with a hunting group and went to a planet outside the solar system. Hunt down the night lords left behind from the solar system wars."

"Actually, I'm quite surprised since it's not Olaf who came to be your Chapter Master, but this one." After speaking, Vito looked at Ragnar who rolled over from the ground.

"In fact, we all thought that Olaf would be the leader of the chapter, and he also left the battle voluntarily, but in the end Olaf took the initiative to announce that he would not compete for the position of leader of the chapter, and recommended to everyone Gunner."

"Why?" Vito asked, Roman shrugged, "He said that Ragnar is more suitable to be the leader of the wolf pack than him, he was born with this, and he said, who knows?"

Vito looked at Ragnar who was hit in the side by Lancelot's punch, then stepped back a few steps, laughed and punched back again. The corners of his mouth were covered with blood, but it didn't affect the bold laugh at all. .

"It would be great if Olaf was the Chapter Commander. Ragnar is too stubborn, and he refuses any of my suggestions." Bell said angrily.

"I have suggested to him many times to organize the battle group according to the scriptures, but every time he screams so loud that I can't even finish my words, Roman, you have to convince him that such an unorganized and undisciplined state must be obtained. Remediation."

"Then I wish you good luck. Maybe next time he cuts off thousands of green skins and is in a good mood, he might listen to you." Roman smiled and raised his glass to Bell, who sighed helplessly. Vito glanced at the Ultramarine beside him and laughed and patted him on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, not all wolves are so stubborn, you can go and convince the other one first." "What do you mean?"

Bell asked in surprise, while Vito raised his finger and pointed to the four battleband flags hanging on the wall, and his power claw pointed to the empty space on one side.