Warhammer: Start with a dog

Chapter 562 The famous scene of visiting a doctor is a must-try-

": You should remember that when you welcome new living creatures into your home, you must first isolate them and perform cleansing rituals to ensure that the home is safe and free from unclean things. This is the way of wisdom and love. Great advice for your family and new arrivals.”

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"Have the transmission beacon and other arrangements been arranged? Cerantes."

"Yes, sir, we have contacted the Hestian brothers of the Indomitable based on the information you provided. As long as you send a code signal at any time after you are separated from us, we will begin to attack the hangar of the Iron-Blooded. And Hestian will attempt to begin teleporting you and us back to the Indomitable."

"Very well, let me see if this is a future fantasy filled with aliens and the sinister conspiracies of Chaos, or a fantasy future where my mind inhibits my imagination."

Robert Guilliman, wearing brand new ceremonial power armor, surrounded by his descendants from thousands of years ago, boarded the Stormbird sent from the Ironblood to greet them.

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"The last four hours! Take action, everyone, and prepare to face a new world."

This message was spread as quickly as possible throughout the entire formation of sixty-four ships of various types following the Enterprise.

From the command room of the Phalanx Fortress, to the reawakened central control cabin of the Indomitable, to the bridge of the smallest cruiser, people rushed to cheer, and then cheered for the arrival of the destination with land under the jurisdiction of the empire. Congratulating yourself with your forehead and hands - no matter whether it is good or bad, it is more satisfying than surfing on the wave of subspace like this.

Even in the past ninety-two hours - it may be more or less - the Enterprise has fully proved its power, and it is difficult to completely eliminate the possibility that mankind will be carved into an even more ancient world in a vast, dark ocean full of monsters. Overwhelmed by the shadow of DNA.

The Enterprise is like the bow of a powerful icebreaker, splitting through the chaotic and violent subspace vortices, crushing any monster that dares to test it, leading all the ships on its own path, except for a few that do not know why. The mentality of wanting to jump out of the scarlet wave ship in advance, at the end In the distress communication, there was only time to broadcast to all public channels the horrific and inhuman pain screams and the description of unknown objects eating them alive, chewing bones and flesh in the background, and making people hear the sound of stopping breathing, and then there was no more Any ship mentions leaving early or going elsewhere.

This incident was even recorded and spread as negative teaching material. The Enterprise then announced to the entire fleet that "we will never rescue such a self-righteous fool who does not obey orders. Keeping this kind of guy back will only destroy the empire..." Rice is expensive!”

Although this kind of straightforward style, which although everyone is actually doing it, rarely puts such words directly on the table, has surprised many soldiers of the loyal chapters, but unexpectedly, in Cadia, The military and refugees accepted this very well. Therefore, the riots expected by the administrators did not occur. On the contrary, most people became more disciplined and the enforcement of the curfew became stricter.

"It has to be said that whoever is commanding it on the bridge of the Enterprise knows how to use the weapon of fear appropriately." Thor Garadon said to Danat Lysander.

At this moment, they were once again walking together through the kilometers-long glorious corridors of the Phalanx. Their yellow ceramic boots stepped on the exquisite ancient marble floor, stirring up no dust - now the dust here has become It's much less, and the light seems to be getting better.

This is actually because in addition to the original cleaning servitors, a new team of Cadians were sent to station here as part of the new work. These people were grateful, but someone seemed to have warned them not to go there without permission. Add candles or something here - they didn't have any of these, so they arranged them Class, took turns to wipe the ground and statues here - because the dust that had accumulated for thousands of years was wiped away, the space here was directly brightened by three degrees, which to some extent proved the setting program of the cleaning servitor. No matter how they were replaced in the past ten thousand years, they only wiped the front, base and floor of the statue within the prescribed line.

Of course, the two acting commanders and third company commanders who were passing through here did not know the cause and effect. What they could feel most intuitively was that the quality of this group of Cadians as soldiers was indeed very good, even in the corridor Everything seems to have become brighter because of their presence.

"Indeed, in addition, I think we can consider recruiting some new trialists or auxiliary troops from the Cadian people at the end of this voyage."

Lysander paused and added, "What do you think? ... In addition, if your third company also needs new recruits, you can report to me in advance, and I will approve your selection to the tenth company."

A flattered micro-expression suddenly appeared on Garadon's resolute face: Although it has been a while, he is still not used to speaking in such a way that he starts to consider other people's needs and ideas, and also asks for other people's opinions. "Danat Lysander is thinking normally, just as he still can't get used to seeing "that bastard" sitting in the auditorium seat next to Lysander during a meeting of senior officers of the Imperial Fist.

——“That bastard” was the one who always smiled at all of them in meetings, from a direction that Lysander couldn’t see, with a shining smile that made people want to punch this bastard and knock all his white teeth out. He was given the title of “Atoner” by the State Church at the speed of light and then assigned to be supervised by Lysander himself. He was one of the Chaos leaders who was extremely rare in the records of the rebels with names since the Great Heresy and directly rushed into the defense circle above Terra with tactics. The Iron Warrior Warsmith, Shantuo.

When the former Warsmith was stripped of his armor as soon as he returned, humiliated (but he didn’t seem to feel humiliated), wore a rough linen shroud of an ascetic, had a double-headed eagle tattoo on his bare feet and fists, was entangled in chains and purity marks, and was silent because of the psychic seal, but still smiled at them with a proud face, the Imperial Fists had to remember that they couldn’t deny his contribution.

Not only did this Iron Warrior bastard survive the Cadia airdrop charge intact, but later, according to Lysander and the incredible testimonies of several loyal and reliable patriarchs of the Knights' families and other warriors of the other chapters, they were collectively in danger when their Holy Father used the Black Templars (Why the Black Templars?! Dorne! Have you abandoned us and your Imperial Fists!) to manifest his Holy Templar and fight against the enemy, and were even rescued by the Iron Warriors led by Shanto...

Dorne! Have you closed your eyes!

When he thought that he had been going to confess to his priest brothers more often recently, even Galadon's face showed confusion.

——I always feel that...the fortress monastery that they have been proud of for thousands of years...

...somewhat subtly...becomes alive...

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Rogal Dorn's eyes may indeed be closed, but Magnar Dorn's eyes are now wide open and looking at Perturabo's body on the bed with pure concern, and he forks a piece of peeled fruit and feeds it to the other's mouth.

As one of the very few witnesses of the Iron Lord's ankle sprain, Sigismund is now guarding the door of an extremely secret ward on the Iron...Destiny Iron, and by the way, he is responsible for a series of miscellaneous tasks for the two Primarchs inside (?) from receiving guests, refusing guests, calling back guests, running errands, delivering tea, pouring water, handing over documents and fruits, etc.-Ahalin is said to be on his way back home, and those who know and don't know the true identity of Whitereth think that letting this mecha guard the door is indeed reassuring, and it must be very reliable and nothing will go wrong.

Magna and Sigismund were here mainly because Ramezane thought Perturabo's suggestion to let the Iron Guards peel apples was not good enough - it was not that the rabbit skin apples peeled by the Iron Guards were not beautiful enough, but mainly because they took up a little too much space, because "Whitereth was only a head taller than the ordinary Astartes, so he would not look very depressing next to the bed, and his paint was also very good... I think it can even be comparable to the effect of NMM with OSL."

I don't know which word touched the sensitive nerve of a certain Primarch who had been strong all his life. In short, Perturabo BC, who had been shirking Ramezane's request for improved mechas, turned around and secretly ordered the armory to start collecting rare mecha materials and start training mechas for paint plating.

But in the end, Magna, who came to visit Ramizane, curiously took over Sigismund's task, because the young machine spirit decided to try this famous scene recorded in many books in the Destiny Steel Library - sitting down to peel apples for the disabled patient and feed him when visiting the patient.

"Doesn't Magna take up space with such a big head?! He is also golden! It hurts the eyes! And you didn't hurt your hand, why do you want him to peel apples for you?!"

For Perturabo BC's complaints, Ramizane just remained unknown. After all, if little Magna wore a helmet, from his perspective, it would look like the Primarch of the Imperial Fists was peeling fruit for you, which made a certain unconscious mortal feel a little happy in his heart - it's not easy, it's not easy, after so many years before and after the crossing, we can finally experience the feeling of raising a smart and talented child... (?)

"Why? Because you are busy and can't use your The input device peels an apple for me. If you want to work, you can't take care of me. If you want to take care of me, you can't work. Oh... Pepe! Look, isn't it just right to let Magna learn your superb management skills and superb coordination and command art from you? "

"You..."

"Okay, okay, Pepe baby, I know what you are thinking. Don't be gloomy all day long, what a waste of your perfect appearance! I will make you happy soon. "

The black and white shepherd dog primarch stared at his face on the huge bed in his car, which looked very pale (caused by lack of sun exposure) and couldn't open his eyes (completely because of his laziness).

"What a big deal! He is your student, and you should really enjoy yourself... Let Magna peel an apple for you and feed it to you, Magna? Hey, look how good it is, this child is too self-conscious..."

The golden-armored giant with Dorne's power armor, Dorne's figure and Dorne's attitude has obediently picked up the fruit knife that a mortal can use as a two-handed giant sword, and picked up a crop test area on the ship specially designed for the original He cultivated an apple the size of a pumpkin. He began to skillfully peel, core and slice the giant apple and then served it. With a bowl bigger than a mortal washbasin, he walked over and thoughtfully picked up the huge fruit fork like a barbecue spit, and sent the cut apples to Petula, who was wearing thick silver armor, had a stern face, and had the face of the Lord of Steel. Bo's mouth was still raising his arms very patiently, waiting for the other party to pick and choose and sip the pulp——

——When they arrived at Mandeville Point on the outskirts of the Rubicon II system where the roaming port was located, they immediately boarded the Storm Bird that greeted them from the fleet that was isolated at the outer edge of the system for review, registration and observation and quarantine, and arrived. Destiny Steel, and may be " "Too shocked" and forgot about the gatekeeper Mr. Sigismund in the briefing room. The fearless Fulgrim Ishtar, Ferrus Manus (mechanical bird type) and Robert Guilliman were put into the door. The first time these three visitors stepped into the doorway, they took in this scene.

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The two sides of the door were speechless for two seconds that seemed extremely long to the Primarch.

Then Roboute Guilliman was the first to laugh with relief, as if breathing a long sigh of relief.

"Ah, I see. Sure enough, Honso didn't really lie to me. It seems that this empire does... need us to save it together! My brothers! Rogge, is that you? Can I see you here? That’s so nice of you!”

Others in the room also stared at the Thirteenth Primarch, and two people who had received the "surprise filial piety" gift package opened on the spot had already begun rapid spiritual communication.

【What? What's going on? This, this, this, this cannot, this is not, this person, this appearance, this is not, this cannot, this, you, me, him? He he he isn't? This can't be done! ! ! 】

[I saw it, don’t open your mouth to speak! Don't move! Let me do the talking! right! This is Robert Guilliman! What a "big gift"! ] The black-and-white tyrant looked ferocious, but in the eyes of others, the brown-eyed Perturabo had veins popping out on his forehead and his face suddenly became distorted.

[What a great Hongsuo! What a gift! What a Sigismund! I will hang them all on the bridge and let them live there screaming for ten thousand years! A scream that even the demons of the warp must flee from! I swear! all! 】

[Wait, wait a minute, who else is here? Who did you just say? ! 】

[It’s too late to explain now! Don't move! You are a patient! Remember! It's all up to me! 】

[Oh oh oh oh ok, no problem! I am a patient! I see! 】

【Wait...】

Just when Perturabo BC thought of something and wanted to stop it, the person with the appearance and body of the Fourth Primarch lying on the hospital bed had already made a familiar look of being angry, eager and weak. He looked sincerely at the guests, and with a few heart-rending coughs that sounded like he was about to die, he closed his eyes peacefully in front of everyone.

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