Warhammer Inquisitor

The majestic starship is slowly gliding out of the pier of the star port. On its huge hull, huge cannons are passing straight through the floating space of the pier, blowing away a whole row of cut star rays. Projected onto the deck of the pier.

Captain Cole was standing on the bridge, with his hands behind his back, watching the Starport space station passing through the bridge. Their tall structures were arranged together like a strange three-dimensional block. More The ship is moored in it, and the cumbersome and complicated weapon array is shining in the distance under the light of the stars.

Cole walked to the armrest and looked down, "Report the situation, I need to know the situation of this battleship.".

"The fuel supply is also full, and the ignition element has entered the cabin." The crew sitting below responded loudly to their captain. Cole raised his head and looked at the space outside the bridge window in front of him, "Protection status? Report .”

"The void shield has been recharged and can currently meet 60% of the consumption requirements, but the outer armor is still severely damaged. The mechanical priest suggests that after returning to Macragge, formal repairs and prayers will be performed there."

This agricultural world may provide fuel, food supplies, and a safe haven for Mars-class battlecruisers, but it cannot really serve it, only to return to the capital of the sector, where the Emperor's giant ship to truly recover.

But the current situation is still satisfactory to the captain. After all, in the previous space battle, he almost thought that they would not be able to get out. Cole closed his eyes, and the situation at that time appeared in front of his eyes. He still remembers that The giant ship, the Annihilation covered in squirming flesh and blood, pierced into the fleet of the Imperial Navy like a chainsaw that started, turning it into steel and flying across it.

The Chaos ship pierced the empire's battle lines, and the imperial navy fought bravely but was overwhelmed by the larger Nurgle fleet. The disadvantages make up for the advantages of the past, that is, the huge number.

They don't need any tactics, they only need to assemble their fleets and rush forward to destroy most of the empire's defenses. This is the advantage of Chaos. They can be wiped out, and they can quickly return. As long as Chaos is not stupid enough to divide its troops, it will be difficult for the empire to confront them head-on.

But fortunately, even the demons of Nurgle still have the same problem of extremely poor discipline, which allowed Cole and the others to escape.

"Check the decontamination of the bow area again. I want it to be spotless. All potential contamination caused by the previous ramming tactics must not be brought back to Macragge."

Cole ordered loudly, and the bird leader below him turned around. His lower body had been installed on a disc, and it was turning rapidly between the terminal instruments surrounding him. His fast screen Switched to that area.

Chief Bird looked at it, and quickly tapped his fingers on the screen a few times, "The area has been basically purified, but the biological readings show that there is still a signal response between some decks, but I'm not sure if it's Nurgle spores remnants, or remnants of passengers from the voyage at other times."

"Whatever it is, whether it's Nurgle's stuff, or some other stowaway who's sneaked into the lower decks, send out a squad of soldiers, take Mechanicum with them, and clear them out with flamethrowers."

"Let me go, Captain, don't we need the power of faith more now?" A voice came from behind Cole. The captain turned his head and looked at the monk who was coming. He was wearing a simple and even somewhat The shabby Anglican robe and some yellowed priest's iron chains hung around his neck.

"Father Mathieu.", "Hello, Captain, may the Emperor continue to bless you, as well as the entire battleship and all the people of the empire.", "I believe he will take care of your grand thoughts and benevolence Yours, Father.", "Then I shall be more than honored, praise my Lord."

Mathieu made a gesture of the eagle on his chest, and Cole responded with the same gesture. The two faced each other and bowed, and then the priest formally walked in front of Cole.

"Thank you for your contribution, Father, without your prayers and blessings, this ship would have been swallowed by spores." Cole nodded to the priest, and some sailors even called him a living saint, but he smiled and shook his head. Shaking his head, he humbly made a prayer gesture on his forehead, "This is the power of the Emperor, I am just the carrier of his great thoughts and power, and the messenger who preaches his truth, everything is like the Emperor Wish."

"As the Emperor wishes." Cole responded with a nod, and the priest smiled at him, then tapped Cole's shoulder lightly in Gogothic, "May his light guide you forever, Captain's brother. "

Cole's high Gothic language was not bad, but he still didn't understand the meaning of the words. It was probably a religious expression, but it didn't matter. The captain turned around and looked down the bridge, "Get ready to leave the port, Jump countdown."

"Captain, how are those confused lambs?" The priest put his hands in front of his face and asked as he stood beside Cole. The captain glanced at him, and then activated the communication terminal in front of him, "Star port dispatcher, refugees Already settled?"

"Yes, Captain, they have been arranged to go to the ground in batches, where the local government has prepared water, food, and temporary shelters, and they will be fine." A dispatch voice came from the side of the communication terminal, and there was still There was a rowdy crowd, and it seemed they were really nice.

"May the Emperor bless you, good sir.", "May he also bless you, priest...wait, it seems.", "What?" Cole asked, and the dispatcher's voice gave a sob in surprise, and then There was an echo of the received signal in the system, "There seems to be other ships jumping."

"Chaos?" Cole asked vigilantly, and the negative voice from the dispatcher said, "No, it's a signal from the Empire, but they are so fast."

quick? Cole thought in amazement, raised his head, and soon saw those portals leaping in the universe. They suddenly appeared, as if they had been roughly cut with a utility knife on a beautiful picture scroll, and there were flashes of Just a moment after the ray of light appeared, battleships jumped out one after another.

Cole looked at the leading battleship and stood up in surprise. He frowned and looked at its black and red prow, "Judgment?", "What? Judgment..."

The dispatcher hadn't finished asking, and then it stopped abruptly. Cole and the priest glanced at the communication audio that went out instantly, and then the communication interface appeared again soon, but this time, there was a person in the empire floating there. stands for the dreaded sign, the letter i.

"Infinite Frontier, this is the Inquisition Court Fleet, answer immediately." A voice sounded on the communication channel, Cole went forward, pressed the receive button and spoke, "This is the Infinite Frontier, this is Cole Captain, what are you doing here? This is not a war zone."

"This has nothing to do with you. Stop the ship immediately and undergo inspection. If you continue to move forward..." Before the voice finished speaking, a fire flashed outside the window, and a silent explosion in the vacuum tore apart a civilian ship that was sailing out of orbit. , it may have been sent to communicate directly with the liaison ship of the Inquisition Fleet due to a loss of signal.

Cole looked at the explosion, then turned his head to look at the Inquisition fleet in the distance, "This is Captain Cole! Cease fire, repeat, cease fire! This is just a communication failure!"

"Cole, since you and I are both Old Navy and employees of the Inquisition, get out of here immediately." The previous voice was replaced by another voice, and he spoke hoarsely, with a twist in his voice The arc echo, but after listening to it for a while, Cole suddenly found this part of the sound from many messy memories.

"Yularen? Are you still alive? Damn it, what is this all about?" Cole asked in surprise, and the other party responded immediately, causing the sound waves on the communication channel to jump violently, "This has nothing to do with you, ship Commander, immediately take your ship out of low-Earth orbit to avoid accidental injury."

"Accidental injury?" The priest frowned, and Cole also frowned. After a moment of silence, he understood. He pressed the dialogue button, "Who gave the order? A certain judge, or...", " You and my co-boss."

Cole fell silent, and after a while he nodded and stood up, looking at the helmsman without thinking, "Leave the port immediately and go to the open land."

The helmsman turned the rudder, and the Infinite Frontier quickly began to turn, and sailed out of the range of the port. Behind him, the Judgment Court fleet on the outskirts of the port was gradually approaching, but the entire dock was dead silent. There was no counterattack or resistance. No, it was like a deer shot by a hunter lying on the ground waiting to die.

"Captain Cole, this is them.", "There are people infected with the Nurgle Plague on this planet.", "How do you know?" the priest asked, and Cole switched to the announcement channel without looking at it. Short, yet emotionally intense communications flow into it.

"This is Mank 1. We found Nurgle believers among the refugees. They seem to be spreading the plague... We have sent people there, asking for support, calling, asking for support..."

The last part of the words was replaced by the rustling sound that interfered with the electronic music, and the entire channel fell silent. Cole turned around and walked towards the exit of the bridge. The priest behind him looked at the planet and made a sad chest With the Skyhawk Salute, "May the Emperor save your souls."

He believed it, well, of course he would, but Cole knew that although he didn't know what happened, he knew who gave the order.

"Activate Geller's position, set the route to Macragge, and the whole ship is ready to jump." Cole said with his hands behind his back, while the priest on the side made a gesture of prayer devoutly, "No need to be full of remorse, Captain, just like the emperor As the emperor said, this is the necessary evil leading to the kingdom of truth."

"As you say, Father."

Cole also wanted to ask, with so many souls, can the Emperor's Paradise really hold it? People always say may your soul return to the throne, and maybe these angels of the Astartes will.

But what about ordinary people? So many souls, so many souls who need guidance, the empire always says that the emperor will value his currency, but these people, are they worth the emperor's attention? If not, where do they belong?

Cole thought of a possibility, but he dared not say it out loud. If that terrible possibility was true, then the state religion, and even the establishment of the entire empire, were just lies.

Cole, the captain of the Infinite Frontier looked at the tens of billions of souls and thought to himself, is he going to become a heretic? It seems that I and Vito have been together long enough.