Warhammer: Start with a dog

Destiny Steel

Ten minutes after the sensor array scan revealed the Mandeville point transition signal and ship signature.

The Lord of Steel and his half-length figure appeared together on the front bridge of the Iron-Destined Steel.

"Walter, report their current location."

"The time elapsed since the jump out of the Mandeville point is 622 standard seconds, and a normal contact call is being sent to the local array, requesting port preparation and guidance."

"Have our communications arrays taken over all call channels?"

The cyborg captain nodded solemnly, "Yes, my lord, you can reply to them whatever you want here, and there will not be a trace of communication between Belakane and the port that should not interfere with your words. "

"Very good, I want you to tell them that since the asteroid storm season here is about to come, you need to reconfirm the ship's signal and identity, and reassign ports and guidance, Walter, and I don't care what method you use to delay their arrival. The sailing time or speed here is at least twenty-four hours.”

"Thy will, my lord."

"Ma'atra will assist you, Volt, while sealing the Navigator Tower."

"The closure is complete, my lord."

"Very well, then, Lysander." The person whose name was called, the current first company champion of the Silver Skull Chapter, stepped forward.

His Terminator power armor, which had been overhauled by the armory and was now larger, more powerful, and more powerful, proudly shined black, silver, and gold under the bright lights of the bridge. The iron on the back of his head The original "AND THEY SHALL KNOW NO FEAR" in the halo's motto has now been replaced by "FLECTERE SI NEQUEO SUPEROS". His beard has been shaved into a lighter and closer style, and his hair is shaped like that of Saint Nilaydua. The hairstyle leaves more of the top of the head.

Apart from his tall body, the repainted Fist of Dorne, and his overly good-looking face, no one could compare the "Silver Skull" Chapter Champion in front of him with the Imperial Fist's A legendary company commander was contacted.

Although the new champion of the war group was a little stiff, he still bowed deeply to his new master in a very conforming manner. "Your will, exalted one."

This rather vague title caused dissatisfaction among several veterans of the eternal war, but no one was stupid enough to care about such trivial details with Lysander in front of the obviously interested Lord of Steel.

After all, it seems that the person involved has no intention to investigate whether there is anything inappropriate in the title of the champion of the war group.

"In twenty-four hours, our visitors will dock at the port on this orbital platform and land on the ground in vehicles. Their destination must be the Mechanical Parliament Tower." In the words of the Lord of Steel. There is an interest that cannot be ignored.

"Your duty this time is to pretend to be the fleet leader of the 'Imperial Fist' and pretend to encounter them on the orbital platform..."

The blood began to visibly fade from Lysander's face.

"——Then you have to make these visitors believe that you are here to find new stasis generator equipment for the relic room on the Phalanx, and stir up a conversation to find a way to enter their ship..."

The tall Terminator looks a little shaky.

Some of the veterans around them who had been fighting for a long time showed expressions like "This is such an easy job."

"——I will give you three psychic beacons. You must put the psychic beacons into the hangar of their ship or a similar location. I believe that you, who are extremely good at teleportation operations, will arrange the beacons very well. Suitable for teleportation, right?”

The conversation in the bridge paused for half a second, and Ishtar, the captain of the first company, stared at everyone in silence.

Lysander's voice seemed to be a kind of denial of his past, "Exactly so, follow your... will."

"Do you have any questions about your mission? Danat Lysander?" The man on the throne spoke again, with a gorgeous fearless sitting on his left and right.

"I am very clear about my mission." The tall Chapter Champion lowered his head deeply towards the Lord of Steel again, "Your will...my lord."

"Very good." The Fourth Primarch in the center seemed to be in a good mood, "By the way, Lysander."

"At your command."

"Remember to go to the armory before you leave and have them change your paint color back to the Imperial Fists color for you."

"...I will remember your instructions, my lord."

"Go." The Iron King's icy blue eyes turned to other places, "We still have a lot of surprising work to be done quickly..."

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Fifty minutes after the sensor array scan revealed the Mandeville Point transition signal and ship signature.

Most of the 1st, 2nd and 10th companies were taken by the Stormbirds to a location above the nest city chosen by Perturabo himself. Under this place, there were already a large number of original Guardians who had been recruited. The army and workers waited uneasily.

When the figures of the Death Angels with black shoulders and silver helmets appeared behind the huge elevator door of the hive city, many people held their breath, some began to murmur prayers, and some even shed tears and knelt on the ground.

Dassadra strode forward first, his ceramic boots leaving dust on the ground. The governing sages and foremen retreated uneasily until he took out a person who could make the decision and put him on the rope. In front of Ertan.

"Time is running out." His voice came out from behind the breathing grid, with a steely sound that would make even a sage whose whole body had been replaced by metal machinery uneasy.

The captured ruler sage made a harsh electronic sound from his poor, crude speaker, "Yes, so what do you need us to do?"

"Do this." The stone forger opened the blueprint in his hand. The magnificent and exquisite miraculous design instantly lit up the scene with dozens of additional spotlights. The believers of Ohm Messiah who were cowering just now are now enthusiastically Squeeze into the front row just to catch a glimpse of the wonders of this great piece of creation.

"Listen," Soltarn put away the drawings. Those mechanical bionic eyes and sensors continued to shrink and expand, making mechanical clicking sounds. They stared at him greedily, and he could feel the obsession of someone among them, "If If you cooperate obediently, there will be more things like this after the end..."

"Then where do you start? How long do you plan to complete this great wonder?" The sage at the head seemed to have some authority. He first calmed down and spoke again.

"Twenty-four standard Terran time."

The air froze. "You cursed person! You can't do it, it's impossible. Just to explore the geological structure, you need to send out at least four exploration teams to do at least 720 hours of preliminary exploration..."

"Need not."

The stone forger handed the blueprint in his hand to his colleague, then knelt on the ground, pressing his open palm tightly to the surface of the rock and soil deep underground of the frozen planet. Something unknowable could not be understood. The form of knowledge began to work silently, and Soltarn instantly understood all the hidden weaknesses, structures, and strongest points of the caves, mountains, rocks, and crust of the earth.

A whole world of flesh and bones was whispering to him.

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Under the snow-capped mountains of Macragge, in the dark green fir forest, Hera Fortress is always shining with beautiful golden and silver thousands of spiers and domes, and her magnificent white walls still silently and faithfully guard the dignity. The temple and the rippling blue bay in the distance.

"Diglis, do you think they will gain anything from this trip?"

The Chief Librarian turned around, and a strong foreboding aura filled his eyeballs. Calgar could not see his pupils and irises, they were all occupied by psychic blue light.

"The prophecy is only a guide and cannot provide results. The choice can only be made by ourselves, my lord."

Gua.

If you think the visitors in this chapter are unexpected, it’s actually not unexpected. It’s just a small foreshadowing that no one noticed before.