Warhammer Inquisitor

Countless red lights flashed in the bridge under the gothic support dome, instructions composed of roaring and cursing, information filled the brains of the Martian battlecruisers, and the busy sailors went back and forth under the command platform of the bridge. Running, dense data streams scrolling on countless display screens.

The flickering firelight and the green light of the electric arc shot into the bridge from the universe. The beams, support columns and external cables flickered under the light of the battlefield. Countless lights ignited the dim silence before the war began.

Cole stood at the captain's command position and looked out at the battlefield outside the window. The Mechanicus' fleet was being harvested and severely damaged by the undead. I have to say that although the Mechanicus' fleet has far superior firepower and more advanced equipment than the Imperial Navy, it is obvious that this A group of idiots have a very worrisome understanding of space warfare.

Facing the terrifying harvesting fleet of the undead, since the Mechanicus Fleet is attacking in succession, although this can indeed maximize the firepower of the Mechanician Fleet, weaving the dense firepower network into a devastating rainstorm, most of the time Can effectively annihilate most enemies of the Empire.

But obviously, this attack method has a very limited effect on the undead. The terrifying black stone battleships of these space dead souls are extremely fast, and can block most direct firepower. Only the Nova Cannon can cause relatively effective damage, but compared with From the time difference between the recharging of the Nova Cannon and the aiming and firing, the Necromancer Fleet had already rushed to the front.

The gorgeous sea of ​​space flames bloomed outside the Infinity Frontier, the flashing red warning lights mixed with the flames, the war alarms in the ship sounded one after another, and the engagement warnings broadcast outside the automatic machine continued to circulate, like a sharp knife piercing the heart. The back of the person is cold and tense.

But Cole is no longer afraid of this, he is not those young recruits, and most of the people on this ship are not recruits, he does not need to worry about psychological problems for them.

Cole opened the holographic communication interface, and the Imperial Skyhawk logo flashed past, "Captain Bird, contact the Great Sage of the Mechanicus Fleet." "Of order, Captain."

The communication interface started to work after a while, and countless icons and display marks began to move and change. After a stream of data scrolled, the mechanical skull logo of the Mechanicus appeared on the holographic interface.

Cole looked at the spinning mechanical skull and cleared his throat. He solemnly looked at the sign with one hand behind his back, "Great Sage, I am the captain of the Mars-class battlecruiser Infinity Frontier of the Inquisition Fleet." Captain Cole Markarian, I am here to help in the name of Inquisitor Vito Constantine."

"We didn't call for reinforcements, Captain." The image of the great sage didn't appear, but his voice was already displayed on the audio passage, and the jittery audio line lit up his mechanical syllables one by one.

The hull vibration caused by the explosion echoed in the bridge, and Cole's body shook slightly. He looked out of the window over the holographic interface. It was a Dictator-class cruiser that disintegrated in the explosion, and the violent flames Squirting out from the plasma thruster, the death of the macro cannon brought a turbulent shock wave effect.

"Battle in three minutes, repeat, fight in three minutes." The broadcast echoed the siren, and Cole looked back at the Mechanicus holographic icon.

"In the name of the Emperor and the Judgment, the Great Sage immediately evacuates your fleet and ground troops. You can't win." "Negative, we must defend the intellectual heritage of Om Messiah and complete the excavation and research."

An emotionless mechanical voice responded to the captain, the voice lacked any warmth, more like an answer from an automatic machine servant, but Cole knew that every member of the Mechanicus had this virtue.

Cole raised his finger and pointed to the battlefield outside, "You will be wiped out by the Necromancer Fleet within two hours, your number is not enough to defeat them, retreat the Great Sage, and my people and I will carry out what Judge Constantine ordered Extinction Order, destroy Star Sustevo."

"Negative, the extermination order cannot be accepted, and the captain stops execution." "Impossible, the judge has signed the order, and I will implement the resolution." "Then we will sink your warship, and we must defend the intellectual heritage."

Cole frowned suddenly, it was a threat, even if it was said in such a warm tone, it was still a threat.

Cole punched the operation interface and became angry, "I order you in the name of the emperor! Retreat! Otherwise, you will be blown up with this broken ball and your rags!"

"No, we must defend intellectual heritage."

Cole cursed in a low voice, the engagement warning was getting closer and closer, he had no time to argue with this binary idiot, he had to arrive in low-Earth orbit as soon as possible to prepare for the execution of the extinction order, and the only safe area where the bombing deployment can be completed is the Mechanicus Fleet The back side, the backlit side of the planet.

He had to pass through the Mechanicus fleet. If the group of binary idiots remained so stiff, he would have to fight through, and Cole didn't want to fight against the empire's "own people" at this time.

"Let me speak to the sage, Captain." Omega's voice came from behind, and Cole turned his head to look at the coming tech sage, his iron feet walking back and forth on the bridge floor resounded with crisp collisions Voice.

Omega walked up to the holographic communication and looked up at the logo of his sect. The mechanical arm behind Omega was slightly undulating under the red robe. Cole looked at Omega's wide red robe. There were a lot of undulating ripples behind it, as if there were countless Just like the tentacles, there are steel arms wriggling at the bottom of the robe.

Omega's mechanical arm is very unique, even more unique than most of the priests Cole has seen. His mechanical arm is composed of layered bionic scales, and it moves like steel snakes.

A mechanical arm suddenly emerged from under the red robe, Cole took a step back subconsciously, and the three-pronged iron hand suddenly inserted into the interface of the holographic platform.

The mechanical priest looked at his colleagues, and lines of data streams flashed in the mechanical eyes, "After calculation, the probability of success in the battle of Sustevo Star is 19.74%, and the probability of failure has exceeded the acceptable limit. In the name of Ohm Messiah , this war does not qualify as a calculated success."

"You lost more than 56.77% of the fleet and 46.9% of the ground troops in the war. After calculation, the exploration fleet will be wiped out in one hour and six minutes, and the ground troops will be wiped out in twelve hours. The completed technology The results of the excavation work, return to zero."

"It is recommended to execute the retreat order immediately, preserve the existing scientific and technological achievements, and bring the data back to the nearest foundry world to complete the archiving and filing, so as to avoid irreparable loss of mistakes."

Cole looked at the data calculation array in the corner of the holographic interface. Those data streams that others could not understand were beating rapidly, calculating and deriving something. When the data stream stopped, the face of the mechanical sage of the exploration fleet finally appeared in the on the interface.

Data flickered in the eyes of the mechanical sage in the red robe. After a while, he raised his mechanical eye, and to be precise, that eye turned by itself.

"The data has been calculated, and the results are consistent with the calculation results. In accordance with the order of the sacred calculation array, I will implement the retreat procedure and control the great sage."

"Praise Om Messiah." The great sage said, Omega's mechanical arm was also pulled out, and the scaly arms flashing countless cold lights like snakes were retracted under the red robe, "Praise Om Messiah."

The image of the sage of the Exploration Fleet disappeared, and the logo of the Imperial Skyhawk reappeared on the interface. Cole heaved a sigh of relief and looked at Omega, who turned and left without saying a word.

Cole immediately turned on another communication frequency band, and a logo with the letter i popped up on it.

"Vito, the binary idiots have agreed to retreat, you only have one hour to turn off the phase shifting stance, and then I'll launch the torpedo."

"Ha, did Omega convince them?"

Vito smiled and said that he flew over the entire battlefield with a fighter plane. Below him, the Mechanician cathars were engaged in a fierce battle with the undead. Both sides were fearless and fearless mechanical bodies. Programs replaced thoughts, and steel Instead of flesh and blood.

Brave attacks that are not afraid of death are constantly staged on the surface of the entire planet. Even in the face of the terrifying firepower of disintegrating rays and high-speed rifles, even if the comrades around him are disintegrated and collapsed one by one silently, these fearless men in red robes The servant of the Mechanic God just aimed and fired calmly.

Seiko laser guns and laser weapons crossed the battlefield in an orderly manner, and the undead soldiers at the other end of the scarlet battlefield also advanced coldly. They completely ignored their collapsed companions and just moved forward step by step like corpses. , Pushing forward stubbornly under artillery fire.

Mech collided with mech as the titans of the Mechanicum trod across the barren landscape, sweeping the destructive firepower of turbolasers and pulselasers across the battlefield.

The warlord-level titan crushed the broken chariots, flattened the wasteland of death, and unleashed the terrible wrath of the Om Messiah on those soulless things.

And on the commander's side, the giant structures are also advancing steadily. The decomposition beams and Gauss rays are sweeping the battlefield. The iron feet of the mechanical soldiers crush the corpses on the battlefield, crushing and splashing the flesh and mechanical wreckage.

"Only a binary of the Mechanicus can convince another binary. Now you only have one hour. I will launch a whirlwind torpedo in one hour. You'd better get out before then."

"Got it, Captain." Vito jokingly smiled and pulled the joystick, Thunderhawk swooped down from the sky, the blue body flew over the head of a necromancer infantryman, and the soulless icy body turned around. He turned around and raised the Gauss rifle in his hand to aim at Thunderhawk, but almost immediately the necromancer was pierced by the incoming Mechanicum rays and fell to the ground.

Thunderhawk rushed between the high-speed beam and the ferocious firepower of the Titan, Vito directly rushed to the two intertwined pulse laser cannon rays, Vito turned his wrist, Thunderhawk made a classic "scalpel" action from The slits of beams passed through the past.

"Fuck! Vito, you are playing with your heartbeat!" Ragnar complained, and Vito smiled and straightened the body, roaring into the valley behind the undead army.

The Thunder Eagle flew along the isthmus at a very high speed, Vito's eyes were fixed on the mountain space passing by at a high speed in front of him, suddenly his eyes glared and he plunged his head down.

The few Astartes in the cabin were thrown onto the seat backs, and the Thunderhawk plunged at extreme speed into the gridded rock formations at the bottom of the ground.

The moment Thunderhawk rushed down a rock bee hole, the rock formation roof behind him was shattered by the laser beam, and the collapsed rocks splashed and collapsed behind Thunderhawk, and his breakers plunged into it. The grid below the stratum is below the stratum.

It was an undead vulture fighter plane, the crescent-shaped alien fighter plane was chasing behind the Thunder Eagle, laser beams and lightning shot out from the weapon launch ports on both sides, chasing and hitting the fleeing blue Thunder Eagle from behind. eagle.

Vito drove the Thunderbolt over the collapsed giant rock pillars and dome fragments. He kept shaking the joystick to avoid the firepower of the Vulture fighters behind him. On top of those underlying structures, smash those ancient creations that have existed for thousands of years.

Imperial warplanes roared through the crashing rock fragments, and the alien fighters behind them also roared past, the black crescent fighters chasing the invaders.

Vito looked at the rear display screen from the corner of his eye, and the crescent fighter was chasing after him. He looked at the natural stone pillars that collapsed and fell to the ground around him.

He looked back at the picture outside the cockpit glass in front of him. Vito Constantine, one of the best pilots in the empire, slammed the trigger of the joystick.

The bolt gun at the front of Thunderhawk's fuselage spit out deadly flames, and the bomb hit a supporting stone pillar in front of it. The stone pillar broke and shattered instantly, and the huge body began to shatter and disintegrate.

Vito reached out his hand to fully boost the power of the propulsion engine, and the transmigration engine that had been turned off after the end of the fuselage entered the atmosphere was instantly ignited, and a high-power flame column spewed out and also spewed out a strong propulsion force.

The Thunder Eagle flew past the collapsed stone pillar in an instant, followed by the Necromancer, but as the stone pillar collapsed and shattered, the entire ground network structure began to collapse. On the Necromancer Fighter.

The alien creation crashed to the ground, was engulfed by countless rock wreckages and fell into the rift valley, and completely lost its movement after a burst of earth and bangs.

The blue Thunderhawk raised its head and flew up before the valley completely collapsed. The blue figure passed through the dust cloud caused by the overall collapse. The constant impact sound and the rustling sandstorm are wearing down the body.

Vito looked at the field of vision that was completely obscured by the sandstorm in front of him. Countless gravel and gravel collided and slid through the glass, and the blurred rays of the sun were continuously refracted and dispersed in the sandstorm environment, eventually turning into a large blurred light faint.

The fuselage vibrated violently, but Vito still held the steering column calmly and looked at the sandstorm clouds flying in front of him.

The blue body in the tumbling sandstorm that looked like a valley broke through the clouds of the sandstorm, and shot out from it, pulling out a long tail flame.

Vito pulled up vertically along the rock wall, and the fuselage was almost completely attached to the rock wall and was flying at a very high speed. The judge leaned on the seat and watched the picture in front of him calmly. When the fighter plane was pulled up to a certain height, he suddenly jumped With a shake of the joystick, the propulsion nozzle was violently pushed to one side, causing the fighter to fly sideways.

The fighter plane quickly adjusted its angle, and almost at the same time the fighter plane slid and appeared under the dazzling sunlight. The fighter plane appeared at a corner of the black necromancer pyramid protruding from the rock wall of the mountain, and this happened to be the entrance for a fighter plane to take off.

A large shadow was cast on the undead soldiers on the deck. They turned their heads dully to look at the object that caused the shadow, and then they saw the last scene they saw in this "life".

The Thunderhawk hovered outside the hangar, and the twin bolters opened fire fiercely. The firepower poured into the hangar like a torrential rain, and the explosion violently bombarded everything that could be found.

The bodies of the undead soldiers were bombed and shattered, and their bodies were scattered under the artillery fire. The undead fighters parked in the hangar that had not yet taken off also exploded and disintegrated under the heavy rain of bombs and the ensuing missiles, and the green electric fire engulfed them. half of the hangar.

Thunderhawk's artillery fire illuminated the edge of the hangar, and as Thunderhawk gradually descended until it landed, the artillery fire stopped, and the take-off and landing support structure leaned firmly on the ground to drag the Thunderhawk fighter plane up.

The boarding deck was lowered in the hangar filled with gunfire smoke, and Ragnar rushed out almost as soon as the deck hit the ground. He leaned on a pillar and panted, "Father, I finally landed, I will never fly in your plane again in my life!"

Vito walked down from among the remaining three Astartes. He stood at the end of the deck and looked at Ragnar, who looked constipated. "Half angry?" "Yes."

"Very well, sprinkle it on them."

As Vito spoke, he drew out his bolt gun and pointed at the Necromancers that appeared in the corridor of the hangar, and the three Astartes also drew out their weapons.

Ragnar watched as they howled furiously, and he let out a thunderous battle cry with a chainsaw that roared like a roar.