Warhammer Inquisitor

Felix K. Swalker was once asked what is the most important talent to be a sergeant major? His answer was that the voice must first be loud enough, which is self-evident, only when you have a loud enough voice can dozens or hundreds of people under your command hear your orders and requests.

He still remembers that a young cadet officer once asked him, "Sergeant Felix, we obviously have a speaker or a servo skull that can be used, why do we have to raise our voices and shout rudely?"

Felix remembers him answering, "You can do that, but neither the trumpet nor the private skull can be used to greet the soldiers' matrilineal relatives and curse their next generation. It is more effective when giving orders." Let them understand and obey."

Now that's the case, Felix K. Swalker is yelling orders at the top of his voice, in rude and obscene terms, "Hurry up! You Tau-born bastards! Hurry up! You're too late It's been long enough! Hurry up! Hey! You, Turuk, yes, that's the bloody bastard, let that Chimei pull!"

Turuk squatted on the side of a Chimera and turned around complaining. He was repairing that armored vehicle. It broke down at a very bad time. When the entire army was withdrawing, it suddenly broke down and blocked the middle of the passage, forcing the entire armored vehicle to stop. When they got down, the infantry could only pass in line on both sides, heading for the heavy transport ship ahead.

But it's not to blame, after all, this unlucky Chimera has just gone through a long, three-day sleepless battle, during which there was only one stop for refueling, and his crew was the same.

"Sergeant Major, why are we leaving in such a hurry? We've just come back from a place whose name I can't pronounce, and we haven't even had a little sleep before we're leaving again?"

"It's late at night, can't we retreat in the morning? Like noon?" "Shut up, you Eldar bastard! Your job is to obey orders, not question orders! Get your wretched car moving ! The entire army must complete the evacuation before dawn!"

Felix yelled loudly. He grabbed the yawning and lazy guard soldier as he walked by, and pushed him roughly to the huge hatch behind him, where there were still many people boarding the ship. Armored vehicles and tanks drove in the center, while infantry passed on both sides.

Similar scenes are very common here. There are heavy transport ships landing everywhere, packing millions of soldiers, as well as their weapons and equipment, on board, and then flying into the sky.

"Hurry up! We're leaving at dawn! Quickly! Don't make me whip you!"

Felix K. Swalker does have a good voice. His voice is loud enough to be compared with dozens of voice-transmitters. The voice is enough for everyone on the landing site to hear, even Vito above his head. .

He was the instigator of this hasty evacuation. Most of the soldiers were forced to withdraw the whole army in the middle of the night because of his decision, but it was also a last resort, because every minute they were delayed here, they might be One imperial world died, including God knows how many of its inhabitants.

Abaddon's bloody expedition is still going on, there is no need for astronomical warnings from all directions, and no need for heralds to add fuel and vinegar, just look up to the sky, and you will know.

That huge crack still hangs high in the sky, emitting a terrifying light to the surroundings, as if a big hand wants to swallow all the surrounding stars into it.

Vito has no time to waste any more here, and more empires urgently need reinforcements, so after clearing up the rebellion on this planet, he immediately ordered the entire army to retreat immediately.

And this has brought more irritating troubles. The troops who have just been fighting the remaining rebels all over the planet need to be urgently transferred back, carrying their transport ships, recovering all weapons and equipment, and distinguishing Whether it is necessary to continue stationing in various places, and the task of eliminating resistance swept Vito like a strong wind.

Not to mention the preparations for the departure of the entire fleet, the whereabouts of all the warships, the distribution of tasks, the coordinated deployment of the Astartes Chapter and the Imperial Navy, and the supply work before the huge war is consumed.

Those warships can still continue their combat missions, and those need to go to the nearest forge world for repairs, contact with the Mechanicus, how to return to the team after repairs, etc. The busy affairs kept Vito busy for two days and two nights , not only the soldiers below didn't close their eyes, he didn't either.

He has just dealt with the candidate for the new governor of this planet, and finally selected a suitable successor among a large number of candidates. Well, maybe not the most suitable one, but Vito has no time to find another one, so he just so be it.

As a result, he gained time to catch his breath, and then he left the conference room, and went to the balcony to breathe the cold night air and let it enter his lungs, which immediately improved his tired nerves and numb brain. Our weary Marshal leaned on the stone railing of the balcony and looked around at the night.

"This is the last step, now we can leave." Olaf said behind him. He approached and left the annoying environment inside the conference room. They had been here for two full days. Even after a long time, everything here is no longer surprising, even disgusting.

"Thankfully, I can finally get out of the hell and throw myself into more wars, but that's more desirable than wrangling with these bureaucrats."

Vito made no secret of his annoyance and resistance to wrangling with bureaucrats these days. In fact, what annoys Vito the most is not their arrogance and contempt, but their endless nonsense, or farting, bragging, talking to each other. Taunting each other in front of him to claim credit for himself, fighting for power and his favor.

But they're wrong, Vito doesn't favor them at all, he doesn't even bother to be in the same room with them, or he'd rather have the Space Marines bludgeon them all and throw them out the window.

"Ah, it's a good thing you and Bell are here, otherwise I would have gone crazy, what about Ragnar? What is he doing?" "As far as I know, Ragnar is organizing the retreat of the battle group. He is very active and has already Go back to the track first." "Ha, I think, that should be called taking advantage of it quickly, and running away before trouble comes to you."

He looked down at the bright lights in the evacuation army below. The starport on the planet's ground could no longer handle the evacuation work of such a large army. The gendarmerie went around whipping and cursing to maintain order.

So the follow-up troops are all here, evacuated on the vast plain outside the Vlasov Fortress, the landing ship landed directly here, and a temporary airport was formed with spotlights and tall hulls, thus allowing the huge army to board. The ship evacuated.

The light in the ranks of the army stretches to the end of the earth. To complete the evacuation of the entire army overnight, the sergeant major and the commanders will still be busy tonight. At least they will not be able to sleep until dawn rises. up.

"Where's Ragnar? Is he still angry?" Olaf shrugged slightly, "Still angry, the Alpha traitor army suddenly retreated, leaving him with no chance to fight. Although he killed several traitors, Ragnar is still not angry. Eliminate, very angry."

"Don't worry, we will find a new outlet for him soon, continue to organize the evacuation, we will set off in the morning." Vito said and looked to the other side, and Olaf also looked there, seeing The visitor nodded slightly to leave, but stopped quickly.

"We haven't received any news from Judge Lilith, she hasn't come back." After Olaf said, Vito fell into a moment of silence, and the old wolf couldn't see any obvious anxiety, worry or anything else from his face. Either he hid his emotions too well, or he really wasn't worried.

He said the same verbally, "Don't worry about her, she has experienced more bad things, this time is not bad, let's go." "Obey, my lord."

Olaf left. He passed the approaching Inquisitor Hosenst. The latter glanced at the tall space warrior passing by, and then came to Vito and bowed, "My lord."

"Hosenster, I'm glad you're here. Is everything going well?" "Everything is going well, my lord. The rebels have been wiped out."

Hosenster had been absent from the main battle of the fortress before. He was sent to the other side of the planet by Vito to deal with the enemies in the ammunition warehouse there. That is the most important place on the entire planet. All the ammunition in the fortress world and Weapons are stored there, providing much-needed supplies for any troops passing through.

And if it is not taken there, even if the fortress eventually falls, the remaining rebels can get weapons and ammunition from somewhere, and have carried out guerrilla warfare on the wasteland of the planet for decades, even centuries, making the planet's The new Governor-General's government is distressed.

Vito doesn't like these governors and doesn't care about their mood, but he cares about the ammunition and weapons there, what things he needs, after a battle in Vlasov he needs to leave here immediately and fight somewhere else , and the things in the ammunition depot became the key, which would allow the army under his command to recover immediately and prepare for a new battle.

So Hosenster was sent to deal with this matter. He did a good job. Through false surrender, luring and infiltration, he succeeded in taking it down without much cost when the enemy threatened to detonate the arsenal as soon as they attacked. arsenal.

"You did a good job, as I heard, very good judge." "Thank you for your compliment, my lord." Eisenhorn was very humble, he is not usually like this, as a judge He was proud, as any Inquisitor would be, and they seldom showed obedience, or worse, bowed their heads.

They are the emperor's messengers, the hidden sword of the empire, no one can make the judge bow down except the emperor himself, except him, Vito Constantine, from any angle, he is enough to make the most reckless The rebellious judge bowed his head and listened to his orders in silence.

"Where are you going next?" Vito asked, "The order from the trial court requires me to go to Karthom planet to assist the local governor in finding and destroying possible chaos cults. Of course, if you allow me, I will It is a pleasure to travel with you and continue to serve you."

"Very well, cancel the order given to you by the Tribunal, and now there is a new task for you, there is no written order, and no third person will know this order, understand?"

"Understood my lord, waiting for orders."

"Very well, I ask you to find the Lord of Gold and report to me directly after you find his whereabouts. Before that, all orders are cancelled. This is a top-secret mission. Do you understand the secrecy? Even if it is Guilliman, You have to hide it too."

Eisenhorn was a little puzzled by Vito's words, and how vigilant was he? He also needed to keep it secret from Robert Guilliman? Is this some kind of political confrontation, Game of Thrones or something like that?

Eisenhorn raised his head and happened to meet Vito's eyes, those golden eyes made him move away uncomfortably, after a moment of silence, Eisenhorn bravely said, "May I know why? grown ups."

"Why?" "As the executor of the task, I need to know the purpose of the task so that I can adapt to the situation when the situation changes suddenly."

He explained in this way, but the reason was so feeble, Eisenhorn began to regret after saying it, how could he expect to use such a weak reason to prevaricate him, Vito Constantine, the Tribunal and the Assassins Where is the family founder?

Not to mention the rudeness and arrogance, the curiosity he showed, and even the behavior that might be interpreted as ambition, any point was enough to kill him here. In fact, Eisenhorn began to feel the pain in the back of his neck. Feeling cold, he knew what kind of chess game he had just stepped into.

But Vito didn't do that, he just stood there silent for a while, neither drawing his sword nor crushing his head, "Your reason is not sufficient, but, well, I'll tell you."

This made Eisenhorn very surprised. He was happy and frightened at first, but soon he realized that he was too happy. If Vito told him the secret hidden behind the mission, he would have become a pawn on the chessboard. To be picked up and fought by the big shots, without any possibility of quitting.

Eisenhorn began to seriously consider whether to withdraw the request and not to listen to the dangerous mission purpose, but his curiosity finally defeated his fear, and he pricked up his ears to listen.

"Did you find the name of the King in Yellow, right? Do you remember his name?" "Of course, my lord, Constantine Waldo." "So, do you know whose name this is?" "My lord ?”

Eisenhorn raised his head vigilantly. Of course he knew it, but he didn't dare to say it. It was an absolute heresy, and it would bring his own death, but Vito finally helped him say it.

"The commander of the imperial army, the emperor's attendant, and you have found out what he is looking for, now do you understand why you keep it secret?" Vito said coldly, with a cold warning in his voice, Eisenhorn understood Now, he knew why even Guilliman was cheating and concealing.

The Emperor's Custodians will defend the safety of the Emperor and stop any threat to him at all costs, but their leader, the Commander, is looking for a way to defeat, or even kill, if this news spreads like wildfire, the outside world will We all know what terrible political effects it will bring.

That will be a major earthquake that will affect the entire empire. The most loyal guards will become traitors, and Vito, supported by them, will eliminate the high lord council. Then all these actions will be completely changed, from loyalty to betrayal Whether the word of mouth disbanding the high lord council really came from the emperor, or was it fabricated by the imperial army.

So, what will happen to Vito supported by them? Just thinking of this, Eisenhorn didn't dare to think about it anymore.

Eisenhorn's face was pale and bloodless, and he stopped at the boundary of further thinking in fear, as if taking another step would be lava, an abyss, and eternal doom, while Vito in front of him was cold looking at him.

"Now, do you understand?" Vito asked coldly, Eisenhorn nodded and lowered his head, "Understood, my lord, I swear I will keep it secret." "Very well, now go find him , come see me in person if you have any news, other than that, you know what to do."

"Yes, my lord, everything is clear, can I leave?" Eisenhorn has only one thought now, which is to leave here as soon as possible. He now knows how much his curiosity has led him into a political vortex. , but his curiosity was still attacking, he cursed curiosity, and a terrible thought could not help but emerge in his heart.

He began to think that the relationship between Vito and Valdo is so close. Not only do they have Constantine in their names, but also because they are friends, close friends, and even brothers. Vito asked himself to find Valdo himself. What could it be? Could it be for what he has mastered.

Eisenhorn instantly felt a coolness rushing to his heart. He raised his eyes slightly and saw Vito's gaze. The cold gaze instantly made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave. Did he realize what he was thinking?

Eisenhorn couldn't help trembling all over, he seemed to feel that death was approaching, the back of his neck felt cold, and his heart beat faster and faster, just like a battle drum during a battle, being beaten violently by the drummer.

Vito looked at him coldly, turned his head away after the suffocation lasted for a while, and walked to the balcony, "Go down, do what you should do, do what you think is right."

"Of course, my lord, I'll take my leave for now." Eisenhorn's throat seemed to be choked like a disappearing whirlwind, and disappeared without a trace. He took a few steps back, turned around and walked away quickly. They didn't dare to stay longer.

But after walking a few steps, the feeling of suffocation still lingered in his heart, and it never dissipated for a long time. His soul was also branded with fear.

And on the balcony behind him, Vito overlooked the army below. He glanced at the golden statue of the emperor on the high wall of the fortress on the edge of the balcony. Thoughts flickered in his eyes among the stars.