Warhammer: Start with a dog

"The ancient information fragments about Vesalius have been reconfirmed from the storage transferred from the Martian database. It was once a Gladius-class frigate belonging to the Astartes. So the contents scanned by our array are abnormal."

The personnel gathered in the mobile fortress's transmission room are listening to the last pre-war briefing at the same time.

"The usual design space of the Gladius-class does not allow more than 200 Space Marines to board it normally, and Chaos ones are not allowed either. Because they are usually designed to carry only one combat squad, at most two squads of combat monks, and most of the time the combat monks will be scattered in various important positions to supervise the slaves and servitors operating the entire ship."

The calm speech still came from Iron Captain Ravus. Obviously, compared with others, Ravus, as a combat officer who often travels to various places in the starry sea, even Malkan Ferros is willing to listen to his opinions on this matter.

"So how do we explain the large number of corrupted people shown by the long-distance scanning array?"

"Maybe they just happened to be temporarily on board. If they were on board for a long time, I really can't imagine what the situation would be like inside."

"An oversized sardine can filled with disinfectant, perfume or fecal matter... or some corrupted people don't actually need so much space to move around." As if thinking of something, the silver metal face that the Iron Hands now watch with reverence and admiration every day became gloomy like a living person, and the mini silent motors assigned to each bionic muscle and nerve on the face turned everything into a perfect metal replica of flesh and blood.

"Fabius Bayer is very keen on doing various experiments on his brother and cousin with other creatures."

The meaning behind this sentence is so terrifying that even when Malkan Ferros tried to extend the meaning, thinking about the data stream would become painful under his steel skull.

Although the body of the Saint of Ferrus is much more flexible than the original Contemptor Dreadnought, considering the narrow internal passages and space of the Gladius class, the boarding team of the Iron Hands is destined to be small.

As Alvian Raus pointed out - if the modification is done according to common sense, no matter how much reinforcement is done and a series of ugly bulging cabins are added on both sides, the ship is still essentially a Gladius class frigate, not even a Moon class. The number of people it carries, whether mortals or Astartes, is seriously overloaded, which makes people feel that they may end up in the middle of a group of enemies and be unable to move, or even worse, merge with one or more enemies. Although similar teleportation accidents are rare, they have not happened.

However, the fact that the boarding torpedo carrying their Gene Father Saint has a high probability of being destroyed midway is even more unacceptable to the Iron Hands.

Finally, after a lot of simulations, calculations and probability comparisons (although the results were obtained immediately in the blink of an eye for mortals), they still chose to use the powerful teleportation room of the clan fortress for teleportation.

No, according to the online calculations of the Iron Fathers, if all the leaders with names in their group joined the same boarding team, the probability of teleportation accidents of the team would be infinitely close to zero, which is very strange, but the massive actual combat data they have collected over the past ten thousand years supports this conclusion with the proportion of "actual examples".

Therefore, since Saint Wieland, who carried Ferrus, was determined to board the ship to personally confirm and kill Fabius Bile, a notorious target who was closely related to Slaanesh, the most feared and hated by the Iron Hands, there was no surprise in the composition of the members of this boarding team.

A total of five members, a very standard number of people.

They are the Iron Father and Forge Master of the Lakuan Clan, Malkan Ferros, Iron Captain Arvien Raus, Lakuan's Chief Think Tank Trazi, Captain of the Karagu Clan, Bask Karagu, and Fulgrim Ishtar himself.

Considering that Bask has almost never left the Holy Mountain, but he is at least an important figure with a name, he was chosen to make up the fifth person. When this captain, who has been disguised as an ordinary Iron Hand sergeant, introduced himself, Fulgrim was a little surprised. At the same time, he quickly recalled whether he had revealed any flaws. Garuda used a pulse to immediately interrupt the Fearless Phoenix who began to think wildly.

"My friend, Basque Karagu is one of the first Iron Sons to support that the body you are in is 'my' Saint. Don't worry, he will find a good reason for you."

"Thank you for your comfort, my friend. Since you said so, I choose to believe your opinion of your son."

Then Phoenix released the pronunciation channel to the upper level, so that his beautiful and infectious voice could reach every member of the team.

"So what is the conclusion of the online planning meeting now, Ravus?"

"The part similar to the 'rib cage' that the sensor cannot penetrate has a large amount of high-strength organic molecules, but the pollution level is too serious. Analysis shows that it may be similar to the corrupted Eldar spirit bone material. Therefore, there may be more than those traitors and corrupt elements on this ship."

The multiple red eyepieces or artificial eyes of the team members flashed back and forth due to frequent data exchanges and calculations. Many of them did not wear helmets. It was not that helmets were unnecessary, but because they looked like they still had a layer of human flesh and blood, which might only be a quarter of the entire head or could not be visually detected. And the Chief Think Tank of Lakuan, who had just recovered, was stuffed with a position rosary made in the shape of a gear, a belt, and an anti-psychic grenade on the belt that was obtained from somewhere. In theory, this string of things looked like the kind that only the Qiu Lisas assassin would carry from the perspective of the bird divination.

"Considering that it is such a small ship, there are so many things on it. It can't be said that there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers, but the five of us are enough. After all, a planet only needs..." The speaker suddenly stopped this sentence and changed it to an order to set off.

"Prepare for the teleport. After all, you have to see it with your own eyes to know what's going on. I wouldn't be surprised if any place where Fabius Bile stays is contaminated by some unimaginable biological contamination. Have you all filled your promethium fuel tanks?"

Everyone nodded, and then stood in the designated position on the teleportation platform one by one, ready.

"And, Traci. When using those grenades on your belt, be careful to point them at the enemy."

They heard the Saint of Ferrus say this before the white light and ozone smoke generated by the teleportation engulfed each of them.