Warhammer: In the Name of the Emperor

The Queen of Glory class battleship is one of the most powerful warships in the Empire. Maybe it's okay to remove the word "one". They were born in the early days of the ancient Great Crusade. When the Emperor created twenty Astartes Legions and twenty Primarchs, the construction of this type of warship officially began.

Twenty Primarchs, twenty Queen of Glory class, the purpose is too obvious, isn't it? Each Queen of Glory is the flagship assigned to a legion Primarch. These powerful warships will serve as the flagships of their respective expeditionary fleets under the command of their respective Primarchs. These ancient warships are almost completely unreproducible for the current Empire, and even the technology they carry cannot be understood, which makes each Queen of Glory the only remaining lonely ship in this series.

These powerful warships were born in the shipyards of Mars and Moon. When the Emperor handed them over to the corresponding Primarchs, each Primarch from different civilizations, styles, and personalities modified them in their own style. These warships became the unique representative of each Primarch.

There are many famous representative warships, such as the first ship of the Glorious Queen class, the Indomitable Truth, which belongs to the Lion King, and the magnificent Pride of the Emperor, which belongs to Fulgrim and the Emperor's Children, and the cold and powerful Blood of Iron, which belongs to the Iron Warriors and their Primarch Perturabo.

Don't forget the Bladestorm, which is as fast as lightning and gallops like a phantom in the starry sky, belonging to the Eagles of Chogoris. Of course, there is also the Vengeful Spirit, which witnessed the beginning of the rebellion and the history of the long war. It is still active today, bringing death and fear as the flagship of the Destroyer Abaddon.

But among them, the most famous and well-known warship in the Empire today is this warship. It symbolizes glory and courage. When it appears, it means that the Sons of Guilliman will strike a thundering blow with the power of the whole group.

The Glory of Macragge quietly hovered in the huge dock. Its huge body, which was 26 kilometers long, covered half of the dock like a dark cloud covering the sky. It was docked silently. The blue armor flashed a sacred light under the starlight. The towering cannons and light spears were like the claws of a lion. With just one wake-up call, they could tear apart all the enemies of the Emperor.

That was the glory of the Ultramarines, the glory of the Five Hundred Worlds and the glory of the Empire. It was worthy of the name of the Queen and silently anchored in the port, as if sitting on the throne. Just a look of eyes could intimidate any disrespectful person.

A huge shadow shrouded the deck of the dock. Vito walked on the wide steel deck, his eyes fixed on the huge monster beside him. It stood on the side of the deck like the highest mountain in the world, and countless heavy gantry cranes and fixing equipment locked its structure.

The deck was full of piles of cargo, equipment and ammunition. These piles of cargo were being sent to the warships. Countless heavy-duty trucks several meters tall were carrying astronomical amounts of ammunition. The servitors were busy loading and unloading, maintaining and inspecting. It was hard to imagine how much resources and investment were needed to feed the Queen of the Star Realm.

But she was in good condition. Guilliman walked in front with satisfaction. Needless to say, Sicarius followed the Primarch. He answered the Primarch's questions tirelessly with a sword on his shoulder, making his presence felt.

Vito looked at Sicarius jokingly. This guy was very eager to prove himself to the Primarch, as if he was the Chapter Master of the Ultramarines. He could only say that he was lucky, because Chapter Master Calgar was busy with the defense of the Five Hundred Worlds and had no time to deal with his usurpation.

But unlike Vito's indifference, Bell showed dissatisfaction. He walked beside Vito and looked at his brother angrily, "He's too much, Marshal. He tried to take the glory of the Chapter Master and us. He is too arrogant and arrogant." "Haha, you have just met him. Cato Sicarius has always been keen to show his existence, his glory and status, especially when Guilliman just woke up. While the Primarch still doesn't understand many things about the current Chapter and the Empire, he will certainly seize the time to make Guilliman remember himself before all kinds of flatterers swarm in." Vito laughed jokingly. He came to understand this behavior, "But don't worry, Guilliman is not a fool. He knows everything. He knows what is flattery and what is arrogant lies. "Bell nodded silently to show his approval. Captain Eisenstein on the other side was quite unhappy. He looked at Sicarius with a frown, "He is too presumptuous. He is just a captain and completely ignores his duties. He doesn't know what discipline is. I am surprised why Captain Calgar didn't remove him from his position. " "Ah, it's probably because every regiment has some awesome guys who are full of glory and you can't find any big problems. "A pleasant voice sounded from one side. Vito and several others looked together. Ragnar came up from the other end of the deck. He joined the marching team with Olaf and Lancelot. Vito smiled at them, Ragnar also grinned, but Eisenstein remained serious as always. He said with a cold face, "Power and glory are not the most important things. The pure pursuit of these two things will only lead to the germination of the seeds of corruption and eventually throw loyalty behind. Only discipline, obedience and loyalty are the most important weapons of Astartes."

Eisenstein clenched his fists and said decisively, Ragnar waved his hand boredly, and Olaf stepped forward to block his brother in time to prevent the little wolf cub from saying something stupid that was beyond his imagination.

Olaf nodded affirmatively and paid tribute to Eisenstein, "What you said is very correct. My brother, loyalty and honor should coexist, otherwise we will become hateful people or traitorous people."

Eisenstein nodded in approval. He admired Old Wolf's words very much. He stepped forward, pressed Old Wolf's shoulders and nodded solemnly, "I am deeply impressed by your wisdom, my brother."

Vito smiled jokingly and walked forward. The stupid marshal uniform he was wearing had long been taken off. He put on the comfortable and convenient long black windbreaker. It was one of the common clothing of the Inquisition. It was pitch black. The fabric has undergone strict chemical treatment, making the clothes hard and wear-resistant, and can also protect against most radiation, viruses and flame attacks.

The inner lining underneath is also embedded with composite armor plates, which are light but strong. This allows the Inquisitor to be fired suddenly with a high probability of laser guns and physical bullets, and to prepare for a counterattack even if he is suddenly attacked. provide opportunity.

More importantly, this piece of clothing is very comfortable, wide and easy to move. You will not be hindered by the annoying cuffs when rolling to shoot or block, nor will your pants or armpits be torn. There is plenty of space inside. Hang grenades, daggers, throwing knives or other things in the space.

"Aren't you going to hunt the traitors with your chapter brothers? I think they are already setting off." Vito said, turning his head and looking to the side. He saw a dark green Dark Angel destroyer rising from the side of the star port. Starting, the huge hull galloped forward under the action of plasma thrusters, flying towards the assembled fleet in high-altitude orbit.

"No, we think you may need our help more. You are in trouble, aren't you?" Lancelot said with a smile, the gray-white hood hanging overlapping on the back of his neck. It was obvious that he had already been to his own war group. And during the battle, he put on costumes and accessories belonging to the Dark Angel.

His power armor is based on the black color of the Death Watch, but the gray-white robes and hood of the Dark Angels are still worn on it. The glorious double-winged sword logo belonging to the battle group is proudly displayed on the chest. The Caliban Knight has regained his radiance.

Vito looked at Lancelot and smiled jokingly. He nodded slightly and patted the cuffs of his black windbreaker. Inside the wide cuffs were jingling daggers, "Yes, I do need your help. Those fat guys from Nurgle of the Death Guard have probably caused some kind of plague, which has caused trouble in the Five Hundred Worlds, and we need to deal with it. "

"Ha, I hope I won't be too boring. I gave up the opportunity to fight passionately with the traitors." Ragnar crossed his arms and laughed, while Vito looked at him jokingly.

"Damn, sometimes I really wonder if you believe in Khorne." "As the saying goes, as long as the loyalists are braver, more awesome and better at fighting than Khorne, then Khorne will be dead."

Ragna smiled and recounted this outrageous reason. He laughed, "Doesn't that prove that the All-Father and the Wolf King are more awesome than that paralyzed anti-social lunatic who is always on the brass throne?"

"Your reason seems to be a bit heretical?" Vito said with a smile, not at all the crazy reaction that a normal person would have after hearing the word "heresy". He smiled jokingly and crossed his arms, while Bell on the other side frowned and was very dissatisfied.

"Ragna, you shouldn't call the Emperor and the Evil God together. Your Holy Majesty is far from being comparable to those Evil Gods." Bell said, and Ragna went up and hugged his shoulders. Space Wilderness The wolf showed its fangs and smiled, "Fuck Bell, are you a priest of the state church? You are so nervous. I just want us to be better than the Chaos traitors. Doesn't that prove that we are ahead of Chaos in all aspects?" ?"

"The Emperor is superior to Chaos, Ragnar." "Okay, okay, damn, you are so boring, Vito, what fun are you having?"

Ragnar smiled and looked at Vito, who turned to look at Ragnar and smiled jokingly, "I will find it for you soon. Be quiet now. We are about to board the ship. The Ultramarines don't like people on the horse." Kurag's Glory howls, right Bell?"

"Indeed, sir, that is a sacred place." Bell nodded affirmatively, and Ragnar released his boring hands and rested his head on his head, "Worri, you are really boring."

Vito smiled helplessly. He watched Guilliman and Sicarius walking from the large landing deck to the battleship. All the naval officers and ground crew on the wide plane put down their work and stood at attention to salute. Guilliman He smiled and nodded to them.

Vitor took the remaining six Astartes onto the deck. They followed Guilliman and walked into the Macragge's Glory. They first came to a large preparation deck. Obviously, there was no After receiving the news of Guilliman's visit, a large amount of supplies were still piled up in a mess.

The officer on duty who was responsible for directing overtime noticed Guilliman and others. He put down the data panel on his hand in surprise and shouted to everyone around him, "Everyone stand at attention! Salute!"

All the surrounding ground crew and naval officers and soldiers put down their work and stood at attention. They stood all over the wide deck facing Guilliman. The sound of uniform military boots on the ground echoed under the dome like thunder.

Guilliman looked at the soldiers around him. He lowered his head and looked at the officer on duty who came to him. He ran over and stood at attention a few steps away from Guilliman. He raised his chest and raised his head to face Guilliman. He gave a standard but not standard military salute.

"Major Stujako Tukhachevsky, quartermaster of the Macragge's Glory, is reporting to you! We are very sorry, sir, but we did not receive any news that you would be visiting."

"Don't worry, Major, because we didn't notify you in the first place." Guilliman said with a smile. He looked around at all the officers and soldiers on the deck who raised their chests and raised their heads. They looked at him excitedly. The original body's enhanced hearing could even Hearing those surging heartbeats, especially that of the major in front of him, his heartbeat had far exceeded the normal level.

He was nervous, because since he had received the Primarch with such a messy deck, Guilliman knew what he was worried about. In fact, he didn't need to worry.

"I didn't inform you because I wanted to have the most realistic inspection of the daily work of the warships today. In fact, you make me very satisfied. Major, I want to pay tribute to you."

"My lord, my lord, this is my honor!" the major said excitedly. The enthusiasm in his heart made his head dizzy. Guilliman smiled and nodded to him, "I will go to the bridge to meet you. Captain, his name is "Leonidas, my lord, Captain Leonidas."

Guilliman nodded with satisfaction. He raised his iron arm and signaled to the surrounding soldiers, "I will commend your work to Captain Leonidas, so please don't hinder you because of my presence. We will soon will set sail, and I need the Macragge's Glory to be in top shape then."

"Yes, sir!" The surrounding soldiers responded with a salute and then began to continue working. The busy banging and banging sounds reappeared, and the sounds of truck wheels, horns and the operation of mechanical arms played the busy overture again.

"My lord, do you need me to send someone to lead you to the bridge? The interior of Macragge's Glory is very complicated." the major asked cautiously, while Guilliman smiled jokingly.

"Have you forgotten? Major, this ship was originally my flagship. Although I fell asleep for a long time, I still remember every part of her. I know the location of the bridge."

The major was startled and immediately saluted Guilliman. He looked at the original body with fear and shame, "I'm sorry, sir. Please forgive me for my ignorance." "There is nothing to forgive. After all, it has been too long, but I promise that I will not If you leave again, I will still need the help of you and your men in the future."

Guilliman smiled and patted the major's shoulder gently. The latter felt a force surging in his body, an unparalleled power of faith. He looked at Guilliman with bright eyes, "We will fight even to the death." You fight hard and move forward for Macragge!"

"Forward for Macragge, I wish you a pleasant day, Major." Guilliman said and walked past the major. The latter looked sideways as Guilliman walked towards the arch of the deck in the distance. Sicarius passed by him. He stared at him as he passed by, then strode after the primarch. Immediately afterwards, Vito and his group walked past him one by one.

The Major was quite surprised when Vito passed by. He was shocked that a mortal could follow the Primarch. Vito smiled jokingly and walked past him. "Have a good day, Major."

The major looked at Vitor who was walking away in confusion. His figure was quickly blocked by a group of Astartes. The major watched the giants leave and was silent for a moment. Then he patted his face to wake himself up. , he walked on the deck and shouted loudly, "You heard what the adults said! Speed ​​up! Get ready to set sail!"

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The bridge of Macragge's Glory inherits the consistent characteristics of the entire ship. It is elegant, decent and simple and practical. It is hard to believe that the above elements can be realized together. You know, if you want elegance and splendor, Then you will most likely become the exaggerated style of the Emperor's Children, and if you want to be simple and practical, it will easily become the monotonous and cold style of the Iron Warriors.

But the fact is that the Ultramarines Chapter did this. Well, to be precise, Guilliman did it. He perfectly blended two originally contradictory elements together, making the Glory of Macragge elegant. , beauty, simplicity and practicality are integrated into one, and the bridge is the best representative.

Unlike most Imperial warships, the bridge of the Macragge's Glory is not three-dimensional. There are no unnecessary arches, high platforms, curved ladders, etc., and there are no statues, murals, or exaggerations that would take up wall space. The sculptures are different here.

The bridge of Macragge's Glory is very flat, and the height difference here is very small. The wide marble floor extends on the ground, and Roman columns stand on the large square floor tiles as neat as mirrors. Those simple Roman columns There are no extravagant decorations, but they reveal a decent and elegant charm. They stand together on both sides of the bridge hall, supporting the ceiling above the head.

Outside the stone pillars, the vacuum isolation method used here is not glass. Here you see not only large floor-to-ceiling windows, but also those reinforced steel bars. The isolation method here is to use a standing shield to isolate the vacuum environment of space. Isolated from the habitable environment inside the ship, in terms of visual effects, you will feel that there is no obstacle between you and the universe, and you can almost reach out and touch the void.

Behind the transparent standing wall and behind those decent marble columns are curved work areas built on both sides. Terminal shells made of marble crystals are arranged together. Those operating platforms are almost perfectly integrated with the surrounding environment. As a whole, the steel did not cause any discomfort at all. In fact, all the steel and cables were isolated by the marble.

The neat and clean walls and floors are filled with excellent and busy crew members. They walk on the flat ground without any unnecessary concave and convex surfaces. They shuttle between the terminals on both sides and the number of operators is far less than that of most ships in the empire. In the bridge of the ship.

As a Glory Queen-class battleship, Macragge's Glory incorporated a large number of empires and automation technologies that were unknown, understood and understood at the beginning of its construction. Some people believe that every Glory Queen-class core contains an ancient Algorithms, some people say they hate intelligence, but every time the Mechanicus will get angry and denounce the opponent angrily.

According to the Mechanicus, the machine soul of the Queen of Glory is extremely outstanding, advanced and rational. It is an unheard of and unique existence, and it is the most perfect embodiment of Omnissiah walking in the world.

But no matter what, no matter what those oil guys said, the fact is that even if the operating system of the Glory Queen is highly intelligent and automated, the bridge requires very few crew members, which makes it completely different from the crowds of other imperial warships. There was a lot of noise and confusion.

There is a slightly raised small platform behind the operating area. The platform is only as high as two or three steps. There is a huge throne on the platform. In front of the throne, there is a holographic projection plane suspended on it, which displays the entire The battleship's data, preparation status and port transportation are all gathered on that efficient projection.

It's very strange that you can't even find the source of the projection. It seems to appear suddenly. The entire captain's throne is flat and unobstructed. There are no instruments or platforms here. What is there is this extremely advanced and difficult The understanding projection interface, of course, and the first mate standing next to it.

The first mate looked at the interface and nodded. He turned around and walked to the captain. The captain had a shaved head, which was the hairstyle of a warrior. There was a conspicuous scar on his steely face. The scar started from his forehead. Extending to the corner of the eye, a bright mechanical implanted eye flashes in the eye's position.

Captain Leonidas stood majestically in front of the throne. He put his hands behind his back and stared at the starry sky with his eyes. His expression was steely and cold, and the scars on it showed that he was by no means an ordinary person. He is not a bunch of trash like the imperial nobles who are just waiting to die. He is a real captain and a real warrior.

"Captain Leonidas, the entire ship is basically ready. We are making final preparations before leaving the port." The first mate stood aside and said. Leonidas glanced at him, his steely eyes seemed It can penetrate the human body, and the mighty captain nodded slightly.

"We can't leave the port yet. Let everyone stick to their posts." The captain's rich voice was as strong as the engine of the battleship itself. His voice was deep and powerful.

"I don't understand, sir. Part of the defense fleet and the chapter fleet have left the port. Aren't we going to participate in the cleanup work?" the first mate asked doubtfully, while the captain looked directly at the starry sky in front of him. He raised his head slightly and looked at the A shining nebula.

"No, we have other tasks. The commander of Calgar Chapter ordered me not to participate in the clearing operation, which must mean that there are other tasks waiting for us. The chapter will not let our queen sleep on the throne, and the preparations will not be completed. stop."

The captain spoke resolutely, and his words made the new visitors very satisfied. He walked into the bridge and nodded slightly with heavy steps, "You live up to your reputation, Captain Leonidas. What I saw today is that you are indeed impressive."

Leonidas and the first mate turned to look behind them. They saw the burly Primarch standing behind him, followed by a group of Astartes and a man wearing the trench coat of a high-ranking Inquisitor of the Tribunal.

The first mate immediately stood at attention and saluted. Leonidas also turned to face Guilliman. He shouted with thunderous force, "Everyone, stand at attention!"

Everyone in the bridge stood up and stood at attention. All the sailors who were walking and working stopped, turned to face Guilliman and stood at attention and saluted. The loud and neat sound of the clash of military boots echoed in the battleship. Guilliman looked down at the sight. This captain is admirable for his calmness in the face of danger.

"Captain of Macragge's Glory, Leonidas reports to you, Lord Guilliman, all our officers and men are at your disposal." Leonidas looked up at Guilliman and said firmly, his voice calm. There was no trembling at all, and he remained calm in the face of a Primarch who came in front of him, which made Guilliman very satisfied.

"How many years have you been the captain of the Macragge's Glory?" "Sir, you have served as captain for 231 years as of today."

"Then I am honored to have such an outstanding captain serving me. Thank you, Captain Leonidas." Guilliman's own approval and gratitude made the first mate and everyone extremely excited. It was as if the meaning of their lives was realized at this moment.

But Captain Leonidas remained calm. He just nodded calmly to the original body, "Me too, sir. It is my honor and the honor of the whole ship to serve you."

Vito and the others stood behind. They looked at the outstanding captain. Even the strict Eisenstein couldn't help but praise him. He was indeed an outstanding and excellent captain, even Vito. Anyone who has lived for 40,000 years and has seen countless captains will recognize this.

"Marshal, what was your flagship like back then? We still don't know." Lancelot, standing next to Vito, asked softly. This is indeed a good question. Bell, Ragnar and everyone, Even Sicarius cast his gaze over.

Vito looked so strange standing among these Astartes, but he still shrugged and sighed, "A good ship, if you have heard of her, she is called the Emperor's Dream."

"What is that?" Apparently Ragnar, whose educational level was worrying, didn't understand very well, but on the contrary, Bell, who was well-read, gave the answer to those who had doubts.

"That is one of the two ships of the Emperor himself, the Blofax and the Emperor's Dream. According to records, those two ships are the prototypes of the Queen of Glory class. The Macragge's Glory and the Macragge's Glory at our feet are All Glory Queen-class ships are derived from those two ships.”

"To correct you, the record is wrong. The Blofax is that guy's car, and the Fantasy is mine. At that time, he asked the Martian guy to build two expedition flagships, one of which was given to me." Tou folded his arms and said softly.

"Hoo ho ho, it sounds like a big guy, but what about the ship? This is definitely more exciting than the Infinite Frontier." Ragnar gave his summary with his simple literary level, but it was indeed very vivid, Very wild wolves style.

"I'm also curious, Marshal. The record of the Emperor's Dream was finally interrupted, and it only showed that he appeared in the defense of Terra." Bell continued to ask on the side, and his question was obviously more advanced and valuable.

Vito glanced and then looked at the Astartes around him who also had doubts. Vito sighed and crossed his arms, his eyes revealing sadness and regret.

"During the defense of Terra, I stayed on Terra to command the defense, and let Reina take the Dream, use the fully silent subspace engine and optical stealth system to break out of the encirclement, rescue and lead a support force of the Dark Angels The company came to Terra, and that was the last time I saw Reyna and the Dream."

"The Dark Angels finally succeeded in reaching Terra. They told me that they were discovered by an Iron Warriors fleet on their way through Jupiter's halo belt. In order to cover them, the Dream attracted the Iron Warriors' battleships and rushed into the void alone. That’s the news, and I still don’t know what their outcome will be.”

"Didn't you find any wreckage?" Lancelot asked from the side. Vito shook his head and sighed sadly, "No, no wreckage, no body, and no news. Reina and them just disappeared. Ten thousand years.”

Vito sighed, and the soldiers behind him looked at each other. Sicarius also sighed and turned his head while pressing the hilt of his sword. Lancelot felt ashamed. He lowered his head apologetically and approached Vito, "I'm sorry, Marshal. , I shouldn’t ask this question.”

"It's nothing, Lancelot, it's all over." Vito said calmly. He looked in the direction of Guilliman. The latter also turned his head slightly, apparently hearing the conversation just now. Guilliman raised his head and looked in front of him. of Leonidas.

"How is the preparation of the whole ship? Can it leave the port?" "The whole ship will be ready soon. I will notify the escort fleet to prepare to set sail together. Your order, sir, where should we go?"

Leonidas looked at Guilliman in front of him and asked calmly. His questions were clear and organized, and he did not ask any stupid questions in fear because of the original body.

Guilliman smiled, turned to look at Vito and waved his arm, "Marshal, you are in charge of this investigation mission. Come on, tell us where to go?"

The captain and first mate both looked at Vito. At this moment, they suddenly realized Vito's identity. It has to be said that Vito and Guilliman were indeed very inconspicuous when they were together. You know, the height of a mortal is also Without any shining aura, he simply tells everyone "I am God!". He is indeed very inconspicuous.

But this kind of inconspicuousness is exactly what Vito likes. He needs this kind of inconspicuousness. This kind of inconspicuousness can help him do many things, hide and infiltrate, spy on secrets and assassinate. You know, he is the leader of the Assassin Court after all. As the Master Assassin and the first Grand Master of the Inquisition, it would be inappropriate to be too high-profile.

Vito smiled and walked past Guilliman and the captain. He walked up to the holographic projection and flicked it around. He obviously knew how to operate the Queen of Glory system. He switched to the star map in just two clicks, and then I randomly clicked on one of the planets above.

"Just go here." Vito said casually. Captain Leonidas turned his head and looked at the lit star, "Star Korhal, that's not too far away from us."

Guilliman raised his eyebrows slightly, he was a little confused and puzzled, "How did you decide to go there? Is there any basis for it?"

When faced with Guilliman's question, the question gave an answer that fit his character very well. He smiled jokingly and hugged his arms, "It depends on your feelings."

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at each other. The captain turned to look at Guilliman in confusion. The latter shook his head with a helpless smile. Behind him, Ragnar approached Lancelot with a look of great wisdom and foolishness. Nodding.

"Looks the same as before?" "Yes, the same as before."

Lancelot and the Death Watch who had followed Vito for many years all laughed bitterly. Yes, no matter whether he is the Supreme Marshal or not, Vito is still the same Vito, the Vito who will remain unchanged for ten thousand years.