Warhammer Inquisitor

Towering shelves stand on both sides, and Vito looks up at the vast array of ammunition boxes on the shelf, as well as the guns on the shelf, laser guns, melta cannons, shoulder-fired rocket launchers, plasma guns, etc. Enough to arm an entire star corps.

In addition, a large number of supporting armored vehicles are displayed around. Armored vehicles, main battle tanks, self-propelled artillery and heavy howitzers are like a torrent of steel, lining up towards the end of the warehouse.

Vito stood on the narrow sidewalk between the armored vehicles. At the end of his vision, there was even an unassembled Knight Titan. Its arms were hung on both sides by mechanical arms, and only its huge body stood upright. under the lights.

"It seems that Guilliman has indeed expanded the empire's production capacity several times." Vito sighed as he gazed into the far distance, where the cabin had no end in sight.

"And the disappearance of all this will cause the Star Guards who should have obtained them to die on the battlefield because of a boring battle between officials. The industrial capacity of the empire has been activated to the limit, and tens of millions of people are exhausted in the factory. In the midst of them, and the people who should have got them, also died together, the empire is really."

"It's rotten to the root, no wonder Wangerich will kill them all." Vito said with emotion, and had to admit that seeing all this, he also had murderous intentions in his heart. It seemed that Guilliman was still right They are too kind.

"Find out where the navy stuff is for us? Don't ask so much nonsense, just look it up." Tarkin roared behind him, and Vito turned around and saw him leaning against a terminal, sitting The soldiers there were operating the system in front of them, and quickly came to a conclusion.

When the Enter key was pressed, the storage compartment on the side of the terminal opened instantly, and a baby angel with wings landed down. He turned the mechanical eye that occupied half of his face to look at Tarkin, who waved his hand in disgust, The baby angel flapped its wings behind it and flew to the sidewalk between the shelves.

"I really don't understand why those guys made such a horrible thing. Well, let's all follow." Tarkin said and waved his hand, then passed by Vito, and followed the baby angel into the place. The narrow sidewalk between the armored vehicles, and soon Daradin followed, nodding to Vito as he passed.

He looked at the guy with strange motives, his eyes narrowed slightly, Omega walked behind Vito and looked at him, the latter nodded and followed, the two followed in front of the team, surrounded by Chaos believers behind forward through the narrow passage.

The sidewalks here are constantly changing, sometimes because of the howitzers on both sides, the barrels are raised high, and it is more spacious, and sometimes because of the parked armored vehicles, and even the main battle tanks, it becomes extremely narrow. , Only two people can barely pass side by side. If you are a little fatter, you have to send it by yourself.

For example, Priest Chaos, he could only walk by himself, and he had to turn sideways to squeeze through the narrow aisle under the push of the people behind him.

Vito followed the baby angel leading the way. It flew at the front, flapping its small wings and making weird baby laughter. Vito always felt that this kind of thing was more uncomfortable than the servitor. In the past, Especially now.

But the baby angel did know the way, and soon led them out from between the crowded armored vehicles and artillery, and walked into a wider area.

There are no towering shelves here, nor all kinds of armored vehicles or transport vehicles, but a sea of ​​steel and a world of giant pillars.

Those are macro cannon shells. When you stand on a battleship and look at them from a distance of hundreds of kilometers, you won't think they are big, but when you get closer, you will know how huge they are.

The baby angel flew over the forest of macro cannons that towered all around like a sea of ​​bamboo. Vito followed behind it, holding the cannonballs standing beside it, and walked to a wide open space between the sea of ​​cannonballs. The ground here On the ground, there are torpedoes and missiles directly placed.

There were quite a lot of them, and they were scattered on the ground like fresh fish in the market. Tarkin stood in the aisle between the torpedo and the missile, and the baby angel beside him flew over, and came to a silver-white , The missile with a prismatic shape at the warhead stopped in front of it, and rhythmic flashes flashed in its eyes.

"Okay, that's it, let's get rid of it." Tarkin turned to Daradin, who frowned at the thing, "You didn't say it was so big." "Just take it off Anyway, you only need the part that explodes, don't you?" "That's true, but it can't be removed with two wrenches, where's your technical priest?" "Him? That old bastard probably drank it already Drunk, and then fell asleep somewhere, you can’t wake him up, and if you wake up, you don’t dare to let him tear it down.”

As Tarkin said, he turned his head and looked at Omega, "Don't you have an engine oil guy? Let him dismantle it. I heard that these guys know how to dismantle things before they can crawl. gone."

Daladin frowned slightly, and cast a look at Vito with a questioning meaning. The latter nodded and turned his head towards Omega. After the latter nodded slightly in response, he took off his coat and came to the torpedo. He leaned forward, and all the mechanical arms behind him were opened, with corresponding tools hanging on each arm.

The cutting gun quickly started to work, and sparks sputtered out in front of him. Under the hissing electric light, the Chaos believers behind Vito did not stay still. Things, the priest also stared at Tarkin with a look of disgust, turned around and went to the shelves with his followers.

Vito looked at them and smiled, and came to Tarkin with his leisurely stroll, he stood aside with his arms in his arms, "It seems that they don't like you very much, maybe in their eyes, you are also a heresy."

"Hmph, those heretics call others heretics? But forget it, I don't care what they think of me. Since ancient times, believers in religion have been idiots, and they have been sold without knowing it."

"Indeed, I believe the present Regent will agree with this very much. He also opposes religion." "Come on, he just said that the state religion is still there? Building a new church."

Tarkin said contemptuously, his face full of disdain and sarcasm, "In the Hive City, the price of goods has increased several times, those high lords who were driven out and their subordinates are hoarding utensils everywhere, man-made, deliberately It's made Terra's population so impoverished that it multiplied the Underhive gangs and cultists, did you see their numbers? Much more than at the beginning, and our dear Regent, he cares ?"

Vito put his hands behind his back and didn't interrupt, but asked Tarkin to continue talking. The latter saw that Vito didn't talk to him, and didn't intend to walk away, so he continued talking.

"He said that for the well-being of the people of the empire, as a result, the logistics office he established, in order to supply their boss with the needs of the expedition, searched for the people's fat and people's anointing more vigorously than their predecessors, the factory opened 24 hours a day, and the streets were full of Poor and homeless, this is still Terra, can you imagine what it's like anywhere else for the sake of this damned crusade?"

"Oh, did I mention their former officials? Ha, those guys will not voluntarily give up power, they are constantly fighting against Guilliman's people, and the result? It was supposed to charge a penny, and finally implemented There is a hundred yuan to be collected, and part of the money is for the Great Expedition, and the rest, have you seen the church? The shiny golden one, where did the money go.”

"They are all saving money, buying people, and accumulating strength. The conservatives have long been eager to try, and the back office, huh, they are not much better, see? Terra has long been turned into a powder keg, and the front This is the fuze, it's all lit, does our beloved Regent know?"

"He's just like the guy we always heard how great and how selfless he loved us, but he sat on the throne and didn't even look at us. These demigods don't care about us mortals at all. If we want to live, we just I can rely on myself."

"So you think Guilliman is all the blame for this?" Vito asked after listening for a while, and Tarkin shrugged, looking quite indifferent.

"Blame him? Is it useful? The empire has been like this for 10,000 years. He said he would change everything. I never expected him to succeed. Besides, power will change a person. Believe me, the current Guilliman looks bright and majestic, and he is dedicated to all mankind, and in another hundred years, when he returns from his expedition, hey, let's see what he will become."

"You see very clearly, Colonel Tarkin, your understanding of power is very accurate, are you fifty years old this year?"

"Forty, but I grew up in Terra, these things, hmph, I'm used to it, look, didn't I also fail in this game of thrones? I was sent to this ghost place to watch the sand, hmph .”

"So, you chose to stand on the side with higher odds because of this. Do you think the conservatives will win? Can you pin your hopes on them and let you return to the power game table?"

"Them? No no, I honestly don't know, but power goes up and down, like a wheel, the people who were at the bottom yesterday may climb to the top tomorrow, so I don't intend to offend those who may be at the top of the wheel , sell some favors on both sides, so that I can live well after returning to the Hive Capital."

Vito laughed, and he patted Tarkin on the shoulder, "You're right, Colonel."

He said, and under Tarkin's gaze, he walked to the dismantled warhead of the ion torpedo. Omega opened a panel. After Vito passed by, he seemed to pass by unintentionally. Most people would not notice his movements, but just now Tarkin, who was chatting with him, noticed that inconspicuous little gesture.

He slapped a suction cup into the warhead, and soon, Omega hit the cover plate, the welding gun quickly sewed and welded along the edge, and quickly let the thing buckle, and the one under it Things have also been put into it.

Tarkin frowned, and looked at Vito who was walking back with a different look. He showed a faint smile and patted Tarkin on the shoulder, "Power is a ladder of chaos. Some people fall down, and some people fall down. People climbed up, but there are not many people who can really stand firm at the top."

As he said, he took out a few more suction cups from his arms, and there was a small positioning device on them. Tarkin looked at the thing, and then raised his eyes to see the smile on Vito's face, "But loyalty, always get payback."

Tarkin's eyes changed again, he raised his head slightly, took the suction cup, turned around and straightened his clothes, "Okay, the torpedo is dismantled, you poor chaotic creatures, hurry up and get what you want Walk."

As he spoke, he walked up and came to an armored vehicle that was being moved away by the followers of Chaos. When he passed by, he patted the positioning suction cup in his hand on the inside of the frame, and the thing lit up with a light ticking sound.

The colonel quickly came among the men on one side. He explained something to them, handed them the suction cup, then patted them on the shoulder and walked away. The soldiers also dispersed to help Moving the equipment.

But soon, Vito raised his wrist to look at the activated positioning coordinates, put it down and looked at Tarkin in the distance and laughed, "You made the right decision, Colonel, you have won a future ticket for yourself. .”