Warhammer: In the Name of the Emperor

Sparks spurted out from both sides of the cutting heat flow from the welding gun muzzle, and the raindrop-like sparks lit up the steel spine and supporting steel bars. The lower deck of the entire huge hull was extremely busy, with countless indicator lights and lights lighting up. Looking at this wide space.

The orange indicator light and the blue display screen echo each other, and various lights illuminate every corner. Sparks are spraying down on the towering corridor brackets and steel bar platforms, and the welding gun Cutting and anchoring on the steel bars and supports, those sparks fell from the sky, but they were fleeting.

Under the heatless and eager sparks, the Mechanicus priests were inspecting and appeasing the machine souls with their colleagues. Debris from the sparks fell from both sides of them. Incense burners were burning on both sides of the operating platform. The unique Mechanicum incense filled the entire machine. The space under the dome and above the steel deck was filled with this thin layer of smoke and dust.

Not all of them were members of the Mechanicus. The soulless servitors pushed and pulled the fuel tanks and followed behind the ground crew technicians. These naval ship maintenance personnel were busy working under the instructions and leadership of the Mechanicus Priests.

The huge space was full of sparks and clanging sounds. Old machinery and steel parts were dismantled, and specially modified heavy-duty servitors were carrying steel bars and heavy parts. All of them had been The soulless corpse filled with data tubes, nutrition hoses and various mechanical equipment followed faithfully behind the priest.

Mechanical priests in red robes walked around the huge space. They communicated with each other using the unique syllables and dialogue methods of the Mechanicus. The data flow and prayer ceremony were proceeding in an orderly manner.

Vito leaned on the elevated revolving platform, which overlooked the entire lower deck. Under the vast underground dome, there were busy people everywhere. In addition to the servitors, the ground crew and sailors were also very busy.

Transport vehicles and trucks passed by on the wide deck, tall tires passed between the servitors and ground staff, and the red car lights illuminated the metal space where assembly and maintenance were being carried out.

Vito had to lament the tacit understanding of these sailors. There were so many transport trucks, forklifts and flatbed trucks running around, but they didn't hit even a single person.

They were so smooth, smoothly passing between the people coming and going, sending parts, fuel and tools everywhere, and of course, the box-type cabinet trucks carrying the servitors shuttled into the deck.

Those transport vehicles like diamond pyramids arrived at the busy project site. The ground crew stepped forward and skillfully opened the tie rod. The mechanical arm on one side stretched out and loosened several machine servants from the fixed frame, allowing these soulless workers to fall on the ground.

On the steel deck intertwined with cold blue and firelight, the ground crew casually waved their hands to signal the servitors to follow. Several servitors whose arms had been cut off and replaced with welding equipment and engineering guns followed neatly behind the ground crew. Behind the people, like a little duck following a big duck.

Vito looked above his head, watching countless dense sparks falling from above his head. The technicians wearing safety ropes above were completing some kind of engineering welding work. They removed the buckle plate and fiddled with some weird lines in it. Or instruments or something.

The entire lower deck was busy in an orderly manner. Mechanical priests, soulless servitors and naval ground crews worked closely together. Under the interaction of sparks, holographic projections, and electronic display screens, the creations of the God of All Machines in the entire space were displayed. They are also operating in an orderly and efficient manner.

Especially the big guy. Vito leaned on the guardrail with both hands and looked down. The platform transport truck with two-story heavy-duty tracks was slowly driving in. Its huge body was even covered with steel to support and densely packed it. A wide deck between a network of steel bars.

Everyone moved to both sides when the platform vehicle passed by. The yellow warning light flashed continuously on the lower edge of the platform. The instructor held two indicator sticks and waved a red light to signal the driver to continue moving forward.

The heavy-loaded crawlers rolled over the deck, and the roaring sound was accompanied by the roar of four high-horsepower engines. The hydraulic structure and transmission belts powerfully pushed the multi-story behemoth, and also carried the cargo on its back that almost ran through half of the corridor. Giant missile.

It was an absurdly large missile. Although the empire's naval artillery shells and missiles were generally quite large, this missile was still ridiculously large. It was hundreds of meters long and dozens of meters high. I don't know what kind of terrifying power is contained in the huge body.

On the large platform of the platform car, the giant object was locked by dozens of iron chains thicker than a human thigh. The mechanical godman stood next to the missile, shaking the incense burner in his hand, walking back and forth along the missile and singing the hymn of the God of All Machines. , flying around the servo skull with an incense burner hanging underneath, constantly flying around the entire platform vehicle.

Navy personnel were busy preparing for docking at the launch port as huge as the warhead at the other end. The gantry crane and super-heavy mechanical arm were moved over. Each heavy-load support platform moved quickly along the sliding track above, and the gear structure meshed together. , pushing these giant platforms forward.

Vito looked at the missile and smiled with relief. The Imperial Sky Eagle logo on it shone with bright golden light, and the iron ring was also engraved with holy prayers written in Gothic. Although Vito always felt that these things were destined to It's almost incomprehensible to put so much cosmetic effort into something that's meant to explode, but it's clearly something the Adeptus Mechanicus are happy to do.

"You're here, I've been looking for you for a long time and I still can't find you." Cole said, walking from the side of the corridor. He walked under the sparkling working ladder. He walked to Vito and looked down. , and immediately saw the huge missile.

Cole stared at the behemoth on the armrest, "Why are you transporting the cyclone torpedo?"

"Practice?" Vito said nonchalantly. Cole cursed in a low voice and pointed at the giant launch port on the other side of Vito. The closed sliding doors still began to open one by one, and the docking devices all rotated and opened and closed.

The platform carrier vehicle arrived in front of the launch port. The heavy mechanical arms above the steel spaces on both sides began to droop. The huge iron tags clamped the missiles from the front and back. The gantry crane was also hung on the anchor point on the top of the Destruction Object and began to lift the heavy machinery. The missile was slowly lifted up amid the buzzing sound.

"What on earth are you planning to do by ordering them to transport out the weapons of the Extinction Order and then reload them?" Cole asked sharply, bright sparks falling from him and Vito.

The two stood in the shadow of the busy space. The inquisitor turned around and shrugged slightly. At this moment, the death penalty weapon that could blow up an entire planet had begun to be loaded into the launch port. The mechanical arm pushed the missile little by little from the circular bomb bay. Enter outside.

The mechanical priests operate the equipment closely, and the mechanical arms and data terminals cooperate with each other efficiently. The mechanical skull parts of the Imperial Skyhawk and the Mechanicus are still entering the launch tube, and the torpedo is entering its combat position.

Cole stared at Vito without any sign of giving in. He knew that Vito must be playing tricks, and it seemed that he didn't intend to act now. This was true, because Vito knew that Cole would hardly be fooled, especially Himself, well, at least at times like this.

Vito shrugged slightly. After the projectile completely entered the launch tube, there was a weighing transmission sound, which meant that every safety anchor point had been locked and the cyclone torpedo was ready to be fired at any time.

"I might have to blow up a planet, so I got it out." Vito said easily, while Cole held his forehead speechlessly, and he leaned on the armrest to stay with Vito.

"Are you out of your mind? What planet did you blow up?" "Sustervo." "That's why I said you were out of your mind. That planet is currently being carried out by the Mechanicus for scientific and technological archeology. You fly over and kill the Mechanicus as well." Exploded together with their archaeological results?"

Vito sighed helplessly and looked at Cole, the cold optical fiber reflected on his face, "I'm so idle, am I going to mess with those oil guys?"

"Those idiots dug up the Necron graves and woke up the entire dynasty, and now they're busy fighting those space psychos."

Cole frowned and quickly realized the seriousness of the situation, "The Adeptus Mechanicus accidentally awakened a Necron dynasty?! Your Majesty! Why didn't we receive any reports!"

"Because those two-digit idiots wanted to solve the problem on their own, and they didn't want to let the Empire and the rest of the Mechanicus forces steal their excavation results, so these idiots with short-circuited brains went to fight with the undead on their own. , and completely unaware that if they lose and are destroyed, the undead will pounce on dozens of surrounding empire worlds."

Vito leaned on the armrest and crossed his arms. Sparks fell from the back of his head and illuminated the black hair. Cole sighed silently and rubbed his neck.

"Why am I so unlucky in the beginning when I join you? We just finished fighting the Tyranid Hive Fleet a few months ago, and now we are busy fighting the undead?"

"Then you have to ask the Emperor why we are so unlucky." Vito said with a smile and looked at the launch port. The torpedo had completely entered, and the launch cover was immediately closed from above. After a burst of negative pressure vacuum jets, the cabin The spiral stabilizing bolt on the cover also slowly rotated and made a muffled sound.

The communicator on Cole's wrist rang. The captain stood up and turned on the holographic communicator. The first mate's half-length projection appeared in front of Vito and Cole.

"Captain, Lord Inquisitor, we have extremely bad news! We have left the subspace and returned to the physical universe, but according to the auspicious equipment detection, the Adeptus Mechanicus on Suvost is at war with the Necrons. ! The whole low-Earth orbit and the surface are fighting!”

"There is a war zone ahead of us. The Mechanicus fleet is having a fierce exchange of fire with the harvester ships."

Cole looked at Vito with a look of helplessness on his face, while the Inquisitor shrugged quite naturally. He patted Cole on the shoulder and walked to the side of the hanging ladder.

Cole looked at him and sighed and looked at the first mate, "The entire ship is in combat readiness, the void shield is charged, and the macro cannon and light spear are loaded." "Yes! Captain!"

The first officer's image disappeared. Cole turned to look at the platform vehicle that was slowly driving away after loading. He looked at the torpedo launch tube that had been completely closed and sighed helplessly. Then he walked towards the nearest cabin. Door.

The Infinite Frontier's propulsion array began to slow down slowly, and the flickering light of the void shield covered the outer periphery of the battleship. The void battleship was spitting blazing flames and rushing towards the battlefield ahead.

Rush towards the Suvost star lit by green arcs and laser beams.