Warhammer Inquisitor Chapter 11

  Chapter 11 Imperial Frontiers: The Shuttle

Electric sparks are flying and flying, welding sparks illuminate the surrounding metal surfaces, and of course, also illuminate the seat that is lying on the side that has been removed, with a fruit drink in one hand and sunglasses on his face Vito.

The four Deathwatch Astartes also stood behind him, the scorching light of electric sparks shone on their pitch-black armors, as if they were swallowed by a black hole, without any reflection, they were completely submerged in the darkness Among them, only the faces of the four giants were lit up in the light.

  Astartes are different from mortals, their retinas can tolerate such dazzling light, and they don't need to wear a pair of sunglasses like Vito.

The sage of the Mechanicus used his mechanical arm to cut the damaged shell of the shuttle. After Vito brought it back from the detention area of ​​the Ministry of Justice, it looked like a smashed watermelon at first glance, which made people seriously doubt whether it was still there. Doesn't make any sense, but they brought this thing here anyway, and handed it over to Omega.

The soulless mechanical servants are all around to assist the great sage. Behind the sage, the mechanical hands protruding from under the robe are dizzying like a fairy scattering flowers. Spray guns, cutters, pliers and rivet guns, etc. Countless myriad opportunities Things started to work side by side, dismantling, assembling, and cutting smoothly under the operation of the great sage.

  Vito pouted with a straw in his mouth, looking at the countless mechanical hands with great interest, those complex and flexible mechanical arms like octopus tentacles, "Tell me, how much meat is left from that guy's robe?"

"I think there is still a brain left." Lancelot said, holding his hands in his arms and looking at Omega, and Ragnar waved his hand, "How can a person with a brain be so boring? You see, he is boring every day like a boring Brain machine servant, he must have no brains, and the bottom is gone!"

"Why do you see that?" "Ha! How can a man of kindness be so boring and only fall in love with machines." Ragnar said with a low smile, but Olaf sighed helplessly, "Pay attention to your words, Brother, you know how the Church of the Mechanicus reacts."

"That's right, that's right, I know, those boring oil guys don't even understand jokes, even us Caliban kid." Ragnar said with a smile, and patted Lancelot with his armored palm shoulder armor, the latter also smiled.

   "In our place, we either pray or train all day, although we are indeed very serious, especially Master Asmodai, uh."

Lancelot shuddered when he mentioned the name of the disciplinary priest. To be honest, the people who can scare Astartes are definitely first-class fierce people, and Asmodeus is the fiercest of fierce people. , even in the already neurotic battle group of the Dark Angels, he can definitely be regarded as neurotic in neurotic.

  Vito has heard many rumors about this "ruthless man", well, he doesn't want to meet him.

"I don't think there's anything wrong with Omega. Brothers, reason and efficiency are exactly what we need." Bell said, but Ragnar waved his hand impatiently, "Aren't you meatless? Bell, You talk like an oil guy, too."

   "Complete." Omega said, stopped his dazzled operation, and then used mechanical pliers to pulsate a lever on the broken platform of the shuttle, and the extremely complicated circuit interface was connected to his brain interface by Omega.

  His mechanical right eye flickered, countless streams of data flowed across it, and several servo skulls flew over from nowhere, and began to scan around the shuttle.

  The dark green scanning beam scanned and covered most of the shuttle, and a little restlessness sounded from the servo skull. Vito stood up from the recliner, and walked to Omega with a drink cup.

"Have you found anything? It took me a while to get this junk back without using my identity as a judge. It's better to have some good news." "Your argument is very illogical, Vito , no matter how much you pay, the objective data will not change because of your supervisor's expectations.”

"You misunderstood causality. This is an illusion created by the human brain." Omega said in an ecstatic electronic voice, while Vito shrugged with a smile. "Don't be so boring, tell me, Great Sage, you Did you find anything?"

  Omega raised his head, and the servo skulls also flew away. Omega, whose face was almost completely covered by machinery, turned his head and looked at Vito with those cold eyes.

"The **** of all opportunities bless you, judge, I found useful advice in it." Omega said and walked to the holographic projector, and the small mechanical arm that popped up from his shoulder inserted the interface data cable of his brain into The holographic instrument was installed, and the moment the connection was completed, complex patterns were projected in front of everyone.

  The Astartes all gathered around, the giants gathered around the holographic instrument, looking at the extremely complicated and chaotic data flow on it in confusion.

"It's not me, Ou, this thing of yours is like a pie I've eaten before. I can't even tell what it is." Ragnar said, scratching his head in confusion, and then poked Lan with his elbow. Sloat, "Do you understand?"

   Lancelot was thoughtful, and then poked Olaf on the other side, "Do you understand?" Olaf continued to pass, poking Bell.

  The pharmacist sighed helplessly, and looked at Omega, "Sage, can you filter out the accumulated recorded data and filter out the part after the space station crisis, I believe it can be done with the background subsystem of the Imperial Security Protocol."

   "Correct, Bell, you should go to Mars to study and become an excellent technical sergeant." Omega said and started the operation, and the chaotic data began to decay rapidly and became clear.

   "That's right, old Bei, look at my chain saw axe" Ragnar said with a smile, and Bell gave a simple response.

"roll."

  The messy data becomes concise and capable, and finally everyone can understand the meaning of it.

  Vito raised his eyebrows slightly, looking a little surprised, "What did those idiots transport up there, since it's so much overweight."

Yes, according to the shuttle logs, after the space station crisis, the traitors put something on it during their escape, which caused the shuttle to be seriously overloaded, but they obviously did not want to abandon that cargo, but forced the shuttle, and finally After running out of fuel, it crashed on Irving-4.

"Some kind of machinery? Or a sacred object?" Lancelot asked, but the old wolf Olaf shook his head, "No, sacred objects will not be stored in this kind of space station, and machinery, apparently those traitors also moved It doesn't move, let alone stuff it in.”

  Vito was silent for a moment, holding his chin in thought, "Is there any video data in the cabin?" "Unfortunately, it was damaged after the crash, but I have another discovery." "What?"

  One of Omega's mechanical hands handed a fragment to Vito, who took it, looked at it, and then realized what it was, "a fragment of a bone, of a human bone."

   "Yes, there are a lot of dried blood in the cabin." Omega said, and Olaf frowned. "Some kind of evil ritual? Or sacrifice? Is this why the corpse disappeared?"

"Maybe it's the Chaos cultists. They hope that through blood sacrifices, their hateful Chaos gods can guide them to a safe planet?" Olaf said, but Vito shook his head, "I haven't heard of it, Khorne Believers will sacrifice with the blood of the dead, and if it is a living person, it is impossible for them to be imprisoned on the shuttle."

Vito rested his chin and looked at the bone fragments thoughtfully, "It's getting more and more interesting, Omega." "Judge?" "We'll bring you more things later, and I need you to analyze them. "

"Cole?" Vito said to the communicator, "Got it, say." "Have we reached the main star?" "We are close to the point, I will stop the ship behind the barren world, and your shuttle can fly over. "Very well, fill up the gas for me."

  The mechanical sage nodded, and then Vito turned to the four Astartes, showing an apologetic smile, "Everyone, it's a pity that I will personally end the secret investigation for the next period of time."

  (end of this chapter)

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