Warhammer Inquisitor

In the promenade, the flickering firelight from the surface of the huge planet on one side shines on the corridor of the hull. Behind the wide floor-to-ceiling windows, the firelight shines on the running crew members one by one, and those in white armor with a black wolf branded on their chests Astartes, the tall giants walked in the corridor, and everyone felt the austerity of the battle.

Below the battleship, countless orbital bombardments flashed on the crimson planet. The entire planet was being besieged by a huge imperial fleet, but obviously, the situation was still grim.

The firelight of the macro cannon was projected on the silver boots, and the silver plates on the studded boots were shining in the firelight. Its owner walked down this busy corridor in purple robes, but no matter how Busy, everyone who passed by him would stand at attention and salute him, even those tall Astartes.

The giants in white armor moved to the sides in front of him, which made him not need to sneak through the edge gap of the tall Astartes like the rest of the sailors, but walked directly among them, the giants Standing and saluting, pay respects to the man.

Vito's eyes looked at the planet outside the floor-to-ceiling windows. The entire planet was almost covered by artillery fire. The imperial warships parked in orbit came from different legions, and the legion emblems on their heads confirmed this.

The purple robe hangs down on the ground, and the golden gold epaulettes and glory ribbons adorn his Chinese and American uniform. On the epaulets there is a striking imperial eagle with wings spread, and the glory mark of the star of Terra, showing his identity. That glorious and supreme status.

Vito nodded to the space warriors who saluted him along the way. They walked through the corridor to the end of the passage one by one. They were being summoned by the announcement, the warriors of the tenth company.

"Tenth company, please note that all fighters of the tenth company must gather at the sixth apron immediately, and we will attack in twenty minutes." A strong and deep voice said in the radio, obviously it was not from the servants, but a A Space Marine, says a seasoned veteran.

Each shoulder armor has a Roman numeral X showing the company they belong to. Vito walked through them, and at the end of the corridor, he encountered a seventh company wearing the same white armor, but with VII on his arm. Logo warrior.

With the helmet under his arm, he looked at Vito with a playful smile on his face, "Hello, Generalissimo."

"Hello, Torgarden, where's Loken?" Vito responded with a smile, while Torgarden pointed out the window with a sincere smile as always, "Gavier is gathering his boys in the hangar, you know, he He has just been promoted to the tenth company commander, and he really wants to prove himself."

"He doesn't need to be like this, he has already proved himself to be an excellent officer." Vito said, he didn't have any doubts about his friend at all, and he also believed that no one in the entire legion would doubt him.

Torgarden smiled and patted the arm armor. He looked at the space warriors walking past one by one, "Indeed, Lord Primarch is also full of confidence in appointing him to take over the tenth company. We are all."

"That's why he entrusted him with the first wave of landing missions. This is a glorious duty. He will arrive on the ground as the first force of the empire, even earlier than the imperial army."

Vito laughed, his face was illuminated by the gunfire again, and his black eyes were illuminated by the firelight with a golden light. Vito Constantine walked to the French window and looked at a huge ship not far away.

The ship bears no insignia of any Legion, but a simple Imperial Aquila, the magnificent Queen of Honor class battleship slowly sailing on the planet's equator, rounds of orbital bombardment shells fired from the hull, all around it. Dozens of warships of various types were also surrounded, and together with them, they lowered the fire of destruction.

Vito looked at the gunfire that continuously projected fire into the hull, he turned around and put a hand on his chest with a smile, "Good luck Torgarden, see you in the palace of the beast."

"Good luck to you too, Vito, ah yes, he is waiting for you, don't make him wait too long, you know his patience has always been limited." "Ha, I know."

Vito walked past Torgarden and patted his arm, and then walked to the end of the corridor. The commander of the Seventh Company, Torgarden, smiled and put on his helmet and walked towards the tarmac, where his company was ready Well act.

Vito walked through the marble halls with countless colonnades and magnificent statues, he passed through the halls under the huge ship, passed through the busy preparations of mortals and space marines, and finally came to his destination.

He turned around the colonnade outside the hall, and came to the observation deck at the end of the quiet ship from the corner. He almost bumped into a tall giant coming out of it head-on.

The giant was far taller and burly than the average Space Marine, with the power grab of his right arm hanging down his side, and his hair was also tied up and hung high above his head, which was his most obvious status symbol.

He smiled and bent down half-kneeling in front of Vito, "Be careful, Generalissimo, you will hurt yourself." "You will hurt yourself, Abaddon."

They both laughed, the kind of smiles only friends would show, and Abaddon stood up, his burly physique towering like a mountain in front of Vito, and he slightly raised his power claw, its long razor fingers in the air. Slightly raised, "Loken is ready, right?"

"Yes, his company is preparing to land, how about you? First company commander, what are you going to do?" Vito asked with a smile, "Is it uncomfortable to have your glory taken away?"

Abaddon laughed loudly, and he shook his head slightly, "Give it to him this time, our young wolf cub needs glory and merit, only in this way can he prove that he can take on this great responsibility."

"Do you doubt that he can't? Abaddon." Vito asked, and Abaddon smiled slightly. "He needs to prove himself to everyone. It doesn't matter whether I approve or not, my friend."

Vito nodded slightly, with a smile on his lips, "Where's Horus?" "He's right there, waiting for you."

Abaddon walked past Vito, and the heavy Terminator power armor stepped on the hall and went away with a rumble. Obviously, he also had to prepare. Vito knew that Abaddon was used to preparing his own weapons before attacking. , never exception.

Vito straightened his collar and then walked into the hall. This is an empty observation hall. The exquisite small fountain is located in the corner of this small room, and its main body is composed of a large viewing window that almost presents a 260° view. Composed of windows, steel structure glass can intuitively overlook the planet below, and you can also see the bombing imperial fleet below.

In the dim hall, the halo and firelight of the planet itself shone in, shining on the giant standing in front of the window. He overlooked the planet below, and the gemstone of the Eye of Terra was shining brightly on the white armor.

He turned his head to look at Vito who was coming and showed a sincere smile, "My old friend, you've come." "Impatient? Horus, as the commander of the Imperial Fleet, you can't be tempered."

Vito walked up to Horus, he and the Primarch and Supreme Commander of the Luna Wolf Legion looked down on the surface of the planet, this planet named Ulanor, Horus smiled and gently put his big hand on Vito. on your shoulders.

"Patience and wrangling with those pesky imperial bureaucrats is your job, my old friend. You know if it were me, I'd rather put them in a macro cannon and shoot them into the sun."

Vito was amused by Horus' joke, and scratched his head helplessly. Indeed, the officials under Malcador were so annoying. Since the first meeting with them, Horus never wanted to see them again. But the Thirteenth Expeditionary Fleet needed their support and supplies, so this troublesome work was handed over to Vito.

In fact, Vito had just finished a meeting with the accompanying officials on the Bucephalus, and he always had the urge to sweep them into the cannon and shoot them into the sun.

"Our task is difficult, old friend. I hope your Imperial Army is ready." Horus said, looking at Vito, who nodded slightly at the orbit of the planet. "They are ready, the Emperor sent Shadow Moon The Wolf, the Blood Angels, the Imperial Army and Navy under the Fist of the Empire and the Thousand Sons, as well as the Titan Legion of the Mechanicus have all been handed over to me, and that old bastard really thinks I'm not busy enough."

Horus smiled and looked at his friends around him, "The Emperor wants to step onto the battlefield himself, and he will lead the Custodian Legion into the battlefield with Valdor, so all troubles will be up to you."

Vito cursed secretly. To be honest, Vito didn't want to care about these things. He also wanted to go directly to the surface of Ullanor, where he would fight side by side with his friends, and go to the battlefield instead of staying on the ship. command troops.

Horus seemed to see what his old friend was thinking, he smiled and looked at the surface of the planet, "Although I don't want to do this job, I must admit, Vito, this is an important job, and all of us My life is all in your hands."

Indeed, this is an important mission. Vito needs to respond to the calls for help from various legions, and provide support and supplements. The entire huge imperial army must be at his disposal. Millions of mortal army artillery, tanks and armor clusters, the grandeur of the navy Battleships and the orbital support firepower they can play, and those titans of Mechanicum glory.

But Vito still didn't like the job, not at all, it was too annoying and tiring, and if Guilliman was here, he would definitely be happy to accept the mission.

But it's a done deal, and I can only take over the mission.

"I will do my best to provide support, how about you Horus? What are you going to do?" Vito asked, Horus raised his head slightly and pointed to the surface, "Torgaton and Asimander will be in charge of directing the front Attack, the Luna Wolves will crush the greenskin frontal defenses, and Abaddon and I will look for an opportunity to lead the leader of the first company to raid the orcs at an appropriate time and decapitate him."

"I was ordered by Loken to be in charge of supporting our operations. That kid looks terrified." Horus smiled jokingly, and Vito also smiled and folded his arms. "That kid will get used to it."

"Waldo and the Emperor will land from the western plains of Ullanor with ten companies of shield guards, and the imperial army will gather together to fight. This is a rare scene." Vito said.

"Then I will be lucky enough to witness this scene." Horus clenched his fists as he said, "We will take this planet, and my legion and I will take the glory!"

Horus turned around and looked down at the old friend in front of him. He looked at his friend with a smile on his face, "Good luck to you, my friend." "Good luck to you too, Horus, don't die below gone."

"Ha! Something that can hurt me hasn't been made yet! Come on, Vito, we will win the glory together." Horus said as he walked towards the exit of the viewing platform with heavy steps, Vito looked at his last The good friend smiled.

He knew he would be the one chosen by the old bastard, and he would be given a position of honor, after the Battle of Ullanor.

He will be awarded the title of Warmaster.