Warhammer Inquisitor Chapter 628

  Chapter 628 Battle of Beasts: The Daily Life of the Greenskin Farm

  The orc in coarse cloth and a necklace of animal teeth around his neck fell to the ground.

  He was beheaded by Vito.

  A sword in place cut off his entire side.

   This is the last greenskin, and Vito looks around after he falls to the ground.

  The plain was full of green-skinned corpses, and the horizon composed of their unique skin colors spread to the far end of the field of vision.

   even formed a low hillside there.

   Vito returned to the trenches.

   There are many Imperial Army, Marine Corps, and a few Stormtroopers crowded here.

  They moved around here, moving sandbags to reinforce the position, and putting back the shield wall that was knocked crooked earlier.

  The recruits on the ship came here to practice target shooting for those green skins without guns. The Mechanician also took this opportunity to experiment with several new weapons, as well as the unknown alien weapons they got a while ago.

   and more importantly.

  Throw out all the greenskin corpses in the trenches.

   This is a huge project, which takes up most of the time of most people. Not only do they need to clean up the trenches, but they also need to remove all the corpses piled up in front of the trenches and near the foot of the mountain.

   At first they would burn them, but they soon gave up.

  Because there will always be greenskins rushing back in the shortest possible time, holding their primitive weapons made of stone, teeth and bones, and then rushing to the trenches without hesitation.

  Vito crossed the trench and found Olaf on the other side.

  The old wolf stood outside the ruins of the dilapidated church, with scorched land and green-skinned stone heads that were also scorched black under his feet.

   Several of them stopped between certain actions and turned into black sculptures.

   "Olaf."

   Vito greets him.

   "Vito."

   Olaf returned behind the low wall of the church.

   "We've been here for a month Vito, what have we been doing for a month?"

He said.

"Wake up in the morning and have a cup of coffee, then slap greenskins, then have lunch, and enjoy the afternoon sun, pass the time with a wave of greenskins, then dinner, eat some toast and sausages, and then sleep at night on a walk. One round of green skins, time flies really fast."

   Vito laughed, but someone obviously disagreed.

   "It's not fun at all! It's like a year here."

   "I thought you liked fighting, swinging axes, and eating with a beard full of blood, Ragnar."

   "Oh, that has to be a real battle, not the one here."

   "What's wrong here?"

"What's wrong? Here I am the same as the servitors I dismantled, repeating the same thing every day! Kill green skins, cut green skins, and repeat a round after ten minutes, and the most important thing is a little change nothing!"

  Ragnar was very excited at first, because he could fight a long battle, and he was the first one to rush out of the ship and go to the battlefield.

   But right now, he complains the most. In the past few days, he has repeatedly emphasized the boredom of this battle, the tiredness after repeatedly charging greenskins with simple weapons, and slashing and slaughtering.

   "But here is exactly what you said."

   Lancelot was with him, his black armor stained with greenskin blood, his gray cloak turned red.

   "This place has become a sea of ​​greenskins."

   "It's so boring."

   Ragnar complained.

   "It's the same every time."

   As they approached, Vito turned to the plain beyond the low church wall.

  Boundless green skin corpses were lying there, and new green skins were gathering in the distance.

  But Vito didn't care about them, just like they didn't care about the number of orc attacks and the number of corpses left behind.

   "At least the Stormtroopers on the ship and the marines have a good place to practice their guns and train."

   Vito said.

   A Stormtrooper happened to fire a shot behind the low wall beside him.

  He made a bet with his comrades whether he could hit the green skin one kilometer away, and the bet was a few packs of cigarettes.

  He won.

   "I think they did learn many skills of positional warfare."

   Olaf said.

   "But this is the end of the matter, it's been a month, should you finally tell us the meaning of being here?"

  After Olaf asked, Ragnar and Lancelot also came over, and the three of them waited for an answer in front of Vito.

   "Eisenstein should have come, he must like this repeated offense and defense."

   Ragnar said.

   Eisenstein is not here.

  He stayed on Storm and Rain, Vito let him stay.

   "I need someone here to prevent accidents and keep an eye on the idiots here before they cause more trouble behind our ass."

  He explained this to Eisenstein at the time. Although he was not very willing, he hoped to come here with his brothers, but as the Imperial Fist, he chose to obey the order.

  He stayed on the Storm and Rain Star, and Yarick was there too. The latter returned to the Iron Legion, commanded the remaining reinforcements who came, and defended in the Iron Ring.

  And Vito and the others came here, Calcas 27, on a barren planet, but that was in the past, and now it can be said to be full of vitality, with green skins all over the mountains and plains.

After the green-skinned corpse was launched onto the planet, only two short weeks later, green-skinned mushrooms grew everywhere. Then they swarmed here again.

   "This is simply a grand event. We are like a tempting feast being served on the table. The green skins of the whole world have come to the feast."

  Shortly after landing, Lancelot commented in this way. He described the appearance of every festival in his hometown of Colony, and described these green skins as farmers who heard the lord holding a banquet outside the castle.

   "We've killed enough greenskins here."

   said Olaf.

   "Why? You owe us an explanation, every time you say you'll tell us after the next fight."

   He said with his hands folded, standing behind Vito.

   "You have to tell us this time."

  Vito glanced at them and smiled.

"All right."

He said.

   "Just this time, I'm hosting a banquet here to attract green skins."

   "But not here."

   he added.

   No one interrupted him, because these few words could not be understood, so Vito continued.

   "We kill enough greenskins here to attract more greenskins to come here. The more they are, the stronger the waaaaaaaage energy."

   "The more green skins are attracted."

   Vito said with one hand on his hips, the Phoenix Sword leaning on his thigh.

   "There are quite a lot, and there is almost no room outside."

   Ragnar said.

   "A mountain has been piled up. I don't know how much I have hacked in the valley where the green skin corpses are piled up with Lancelot."

   "No, no, no, I didn't invite them, not the green skins here."

  Vito said with a smile, wagging his fingers.

   "We have created a star-level waaaaaaage energy field here, which is enough to attract all the green skins near the entire galaxy, and the green skins at the level of the large star area."

   "This way we don't have to go find the Bonebreaker, his people will come out of the shadows by themselves."

   Vito said, Lancelot frowned, showing a surprised and strange expression.

   "You want to lure the greenskins to come here for a decisive battle?"

   "It is to eliminate them in one fell swoop, save trouble."

  Vito shrugged.

   "I don't want to fill the star area, destroy the green skins one by one, and then spend more time burning the green skin spores. I would rather go to the palace to sit around when I have this time."

   "Palace?"

   "It has nothing to do with this time."

  Vito interrupted this extended topic firmly.

   "How can you be sure that the greenskins will take the bait?"

   Olaf asked.

  Vito turned his head and smiled at him.

   "My old friends, they are green skins."

   "There's a battle to be fought, why not come? How much have we killed here?"

   "I don't remember clearly, but a rough estimate is about a few million."

   Cole's voice followed the beeping of the communicator, and Vito turned it on.

  He brought news that the Infinity Frontier had discovered a fleet of green skins appearing on the edge of the galaxy cloud cluster. There were quite a number of them. The flames from the thrusters alone had formed a brand new nebula.

  Vito asked Cole to prepare to retreat, and the stormtroopers and marines on the ground all retreated to the ship, and then pointed towards Mandeville.

   "You also go back together."

   Vito finished speaking and walked out of the low wall of the church.

"how about you?"

   Olaf asked from behind.

"I?"

  Vito turned around with a smile.

   "Cleaning up."

  Aquila flew down from the sky and landed in front of Vito.

   "Wear your sunglasses when you're on the boat and looking up here."

  He said with a smile, boarded the Aquila and flew to the high altitude of the universe.

  (end of this chapter)

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