Warhammer Inquisitor Chapter 2

  Chapter 2 Frontiers of the Empire:

  Imperial Calendar: 997.M41

  Sun field. Orion cantilever edge

There are many things under the steel rectangular dome, countless combinations of mechanical equipment, coordinating with each other, countless machine souls blessed by the Mechanicus are working side by side, and under the operation of naval technicians and crews, this huge The Void Behemoth drives and operates.

  The icy sun shines on the bridge. On the commander's podium of the navy captain, Captain Cole Quick is holding his hands behind his back. Through the giant glass in front of him, he is looking at the dark universe in the distant void.

The two-headed star eagle of the empire shines brightly above his head, and the dark blue navy captain uniform is almost as dark as the universe. Unlike most navy captains, what Captain Cole wears is not a symbol of nobility. Not a ceremonial longsword, but a chainsword and laser pistol.

For most captains, it is definitely a disgrace to wear the same clothes as the Astral Army. Believe me, my friend, the navy is very happy and eager to draw a line with the natives of the Astral Army, even if they are all for the Empire. But this divisive opposition still exists, and it has existed for more than a thousand years.

  Captain Cole walked to the edge of the command platform. He looked down at his own bridge from behind the handrail, and then nodded in satisfaction.

"Report, I need to know the preparation status of this huge ship." Captain Cole said in a slightly younger voice. despise his orders.

"The cobalt element was replenished smoothly, and the fusion fuel was injected into the engine. My lord, the mechanical sages reported that the armor layer has been basically repaired, but they suggested that we dock at the port as soon as possible, where we can conduct formal repairs and appease the machine spirit." The commander turned his head and said, she Looking towards the high platform, looking up at the master of the whole ship.

  Cole raised his head slightly, and then raised a hand, and the holographic image shot out from the flying servo skull, and countless data and icons appeared in front of him, like a complicated picture scroll.

  But the captain was proficient and adjusted the interface quickly and continuously until he found what he wanted to see.

He reviewed the data interface in front of him, and he quickly browsed through the rows of chaotic data, the Emperor bless, the void shield has been fully charged, he has had enough of the feeling of being completely exposed to nothingness, every minute and every second It all made him terrified.

   But now, this fear is gone, the Mars-class battlecruiser has been prepared again, and she will face the Emperor's Enemy with full armor.

   "Captain, we have received an astrologer." An uncomfortable voice said, to be honest, the voice was almost creepy.

   Cole turned his head to look at the Servant. His whole body was covered with pipelines, and the sound came from the horn of the mask on his face. It was as cold as a member of Mechanicus, and a strange vibrato like the machine itself.

  The Servant stopped quietly a few steps away, like a machine waiting to be awakened, Cole looked at him without thinking too much, he had already passed the stage of thinking about the past of these existences.

"Say." He gave the order shortly, the servitor raised his head slightly, and the tremolo echoed from the horn, "We have received the order from Lord Highgate, the chief judge asked us to go to the Victoria galaxy and solve the problem. Local trouble."

   Cole frowned slightly. He turned around and looked at the soulless body in front of him. "Did the presiding judge give a reason?" "No, my lord." "I understand."

   Cole turned around after finishing speaking, and looked at the helmsman below, "Set the route to the limit star field, the Victoria galaxy, activate the subspace engine, and prepare for the whole ship jump."

"Yes, my lord." The helmsman responded, and then began to turn the rudder in front of him, and the huge hull began to rotate accordingly. The captain turned his head and looked to the other side, "Captain Bird, calculate the gravity of the stars. , find the Mandeville point of gravity." "Yes, my lord."

   Cole said as he pressed the button on the complex console at hand, as if it was a part of his body, and the unmistakable communication audio flashed from it.

   "Navigator, prepare to enter the subspace, identify the coordinates of the Astronomican, now." "Yes, Captain, I will guide us." The navigator said in a grumbling voice.

   Cole withdrew his fingers, and he turned and walked towards the steel arch behind the captain's throne, "Activate the Geller stand shield, may the emperor bless us."

  Full energy light flashed behind him, and the captain walked into the darkness under the arcade amidst the light.

  He is very familiar with this battleship. After all, this is his ship. Although he is not the first captain of this giant ship, he confidently and proudly declares that he is the captain who knows her best ever.

  He knows every part of her, every corridor, every boiler, every warehouse and apron, every cannon and light spear array unit, he knows her, every inch of steel skin is clear.

  So Cole never gets lost. Even without a map, he can still quickly shuttle through countless corridors and stairs. Now, he is very clear about his path and goal.

He walked in the huge corridor on the upper side of the ship, which was like a palace. The tall vaults set up a huge sky and earth, countless statues were lined up on both sides, and countless banners were hanging from high places. It symbolizes countless honors and victories.

   Cole's military boots are on the white marble floor, and the sound of his footsteps echoes in the huge hall. There is only him here, except for the occasional crew and machine servants.

   But soon, this impression was proved to be wrong, a bigger footsteps overwhelmed his voice, he stopped, stopped in front of the tall giant.

  The giant also stopped, turned his head to look down at Cole, and then showed a sincere smile, "Ah, Captain Cole, nice to meet you."

  Cole stood at attention and saluted, looking up at the giant's resolute face, "Me too, Lord Olaf." "In private, just call me Olaf, dear friend."

  The Astartes warrior in power armor smiled, his pitch-black armor did not reflect a ray of light, only the shoulder armor of glory that symbolized the former battle group on his right shoulder reflected the cold light from the silver-gray surface.

"You are as tough and cunning as the wolf of Fenris, Captain." Olaf smiled and Cole nodded slightly. "My honor, Olaf, where are your brothers? I have not seen Lancelot Lord King and Lord Ragnar."

"Ah, the wolf cub and the lion cub are competing in the training cage. I guess they met again because of some bad joke." The old wolf sighed helplessly and shook his head, but then he smiled again, "But anyway, We are all still brothers, aren't we? So Bell has already passed by first, so that no one will clean up after they bleed.”

   "Of course, have you seen the Inquisitor? I have something to tell him." Cole asked, his neck was forced to be raised high, and it was very uncomfortable, after all, the priest armor was too tall.

Olaf bent down thoughtfully to make him feel better. He looked at the door at the end of the corridor. It was a huge golden door, which was very similar to Terra's Gate of End, probably a fake. Although Cole has never actually seen the Last Gate, nor has he ever been to Terra.

"I think where he is, the Inquisitor likes to be alone for a while after the battle." "Thanks, go to your brothers, Olaf, I don't want them to dismantle the training servitor again, the Ordnance Chief has given me a serious complained."

  Old Wolf laughed again and stood up tall, "I will do my best, Captain." "Of course."

They separated, and soon Cole walked to the huge golden gate. He looked up at the tall golden gate. At the top of the giant gate, the golden throne and the radiant Lord of Humanity were there. The endless warships, the carvings of stars and planets, are like the ruler of all things in the universe, above the endless bright stars.

Cole cleared his throat, looked at the machine servant embedded in the wall beside the gate, "Open the gate." He ordered shortly, the machine servant raised his head and stared at him, followed by a burst of mechanical rumble, countless The exhaustive hydraulic structure and the mechanical transmission system work simultaneously, and the golden door is slowly opened amidst the low roar of the machine soul.

Cole opened the first gap in the gate and walked into it when he was able to let a person pass through. He didn't have the patience to wait for the giant gate to slowly open with a sense of ritual. It annoyed him to death waiting for the door to open.

Cole strode into the magnificent church, which is the top floor of the entire battleship. When you look up above your head, you will see the entire Milky Way. Countless bright stars are shining above your head. It is the most splendid place in the world. The frescoes, the grandest tomes of grandeur.

Every time Cole looked at the stars, he would tremble with excitement. He was eager to conquer and explore those stars, just like the great man in his hometown Macharius, who extended the great will of mankind and the emperor to the farthest frontier .

In a sense, he did it. After all, he is not officially a naval captain under the jurisdiction of the Imperial Navy. He has great navigation autonomy and can explore those stars. Well, not all of them, after all It depends on whether the **** is happy or not.

Cole stopped by the bench and looked down at the man who was sitting in the first row, reading a book in front of the great emperor's icon. He lowered his head and looked at the old book in his hand with great interest. Chainswords and bolt pistols dangled from their belts, waiting for the next boom and roar.

"Judge Vito, we are in trouble." Cole said, Vito raised his head and glanced at him, then stopped his fingers flipping the pages of the book, "Have we encountered the orc fleet again?" "Thank God Emperor, no, I don't plan to charge the orc fleet once on a single ship, Vito, do you know how much damage those **** caused to my ship?"

   "Okay, Cole, didn't we win? Besides, if we didn't kill the boss of the green-skinned pirates, the Armageddon fleet would be finished."

  Vito said with a smile, then pointed to the book on his lap, "This book is quite interesting, you should take the time to read it."

Cole sighed, then looked at the book in the crimson shell, "What's it about? You know I'm only interested in star maps and books on voyages and adventures." "Yes, I know my friend, believe me, this book Does the book contain everything you like?"

"Who wrote it? Maybe I know the name." "Well, I doubt it. His name is Kerel Hindman, an ancient man from a long time ago, very, very long ago about Expedition Fleet 63 during the Great Crusade. "

   "The Great Crusade? I don't remember the existence of the 63rd Expeditionary Fleet." "Normal."

   Vito said and closed the book, leaned back on the chair and looked at the icon of the Emperor, "So what's the trouble?"

Cole stood beside him with his hands behind his back, looking at the glittering golden icon of the emperor together, "Master Highgate sent us an astronomical language, saying that the Victoria galaxy needs us. He didn't say the specific reason, just said Probably where you can find something you're interested in."

"A terrible mission." Cole sighed, Vito laughed, got up and patted Cole on the shoulder, "Okay, Cole, I guess you have already set the course, right?" "Nonsense .”

Vito laughed silently, then walked past Cole, who turned his head to look at Vito as he walked towards the gate and shouted, "Go to the training ground and watch those big guys! Don't let them take my equipment. broken!"

   "I will try my best, Captain." Vito's voice came from the far end, and gradually disappeared at the end of the field of vision.

   Cole sighed helplessly, then glanced at the icon of the Emperor again, "Bless the Emperor."

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