Warhammer: In the Name of the Emperor

The sound of crying echoed in the streets, and tears flowed from the eyes like a collapsed dammed lake. The whole city was shrouded in haze again. The streets were full of crying people. They were not crying because of the disease, and they were not crying because the Primarch Roboute Guilliman left.

They were crying because of the hateful plague, the Plague of Tears, which is what the people of the Five Hundred Worlds call it now. When you are infected with this mysterious plague, you will cry involuntarily, and the crying will be like the echoes echoing in the dark streets, one after another.

Vito walked on the streets of Korhal. He had been observing here for two days. As expected, this damn plague was definitely fighting guerrilla warfare with them again. Guilliman had just left for less than three days, and the plague came back, and it appeared suddenly without any signs.

Many people may have relapsed from old diseases. The crying filled the city overnight. The transmission method of this disease is still a mystery, and Vito has not yet received any answers. He walked on the streets, wearing a gas mask on his face and carefully shuttled.

On the streets of Korhal, there were these crying people everywhere. Their voices echoed in every corner of Korhal and spread in the cliff space between cities, just like the ghostly crying of the female ghost in the fog in the legend.

Vito looked at these people. A man with pale eyes and blinded by crying sat on the side of the road, but even so, his tears continued to flow from the corners of his eyes, and the sobbing sound echoed softly at the end.

Those fanatical believers walked on the streets, they whipped themselves with whips, or whipped each other to seek the blessing of the Emperor and Guilliman. These whipping monks appeared in groups, and the flag of the Emperor's holy statue fluttered in front of their team. The queue kept raising whips and the sound of whipping on the skin.

Vito looked at them in confusion, looking at the scars, redness, and scars left on their bodies. He found it difficult to understand how this way of thinking logic was born. Why did they think that whipping themselves could be redeemed? What do they think the Emperor is? Sadistic?

And even if they are really sadistic, like Vito's dear Lilith, they probably won't bless them, but will watch a wonderful show, expecting them to beat themselves harder.

So yes, these methods don't work. Although there is no cure for the Plague of Tears at present, Vito can make it clear from his investigations and visits these days that the mortality rate of this plague is not high.

Except for those who can't stand it and commit suicide because of depression or other reasons, this plague will not cause serious casualties. I mean, even if you go blind, you won't die, right? You can still eat, drink water and sleep, yes, you can still sleep.

This is Vito's surprising discovery. Even if you cry like a tearful person, you can still fall asleep. This method is probably similar to the way a child falls asleep when he is tired of crying. For most Nurgle viruses, this plague looks very, weird, more like a joke or a game.

Vito walked on the street. He got out of the narrow alley full of crying people. On the avenue at the edge of Khar city, there were also a lot of weeping people walking aimlessly. The whipping monks gathered here into a long river. Their destination was the Cathedral at the End.

But apart from these monks, most people were wandering around meaninglessly, crying and wailing. They were mumbling words, chanting words of blessing and words from the Emperor's Sacred Records.

Vito could see that most of them were not religious. They stuttered and needed to look at the booklet in their hands from time to time to know the next sentence. But humans are like this. When fear and disaster that you don't understand come, you will involuntarily seek faith, seek a stronger faith, a faith that you can rely on.

But not everyone is like this. Vito stood under the huge obelisk on the street and looked forward. On the street, teams of law enforcement officers from the Ministry of Justice were leading the defense forces to maintain order. They were all wearing airtight military coats, with their cuffs, collars and trouser legs tied up, gas masks on their faces, and helmets on their heads.

From the perspective of an outsider, they looked like the Krieg Death Corps had sent troops here, although Vito felt that it was useless for the Krieg people to come, after all, those warriors who were not afraid of death could not deal with this mysterious epidemic.

The defense soldiers wore gas masks, and the exhalation valves occasionally sounded with low breathing sounds, and the laser guns were held in their hands. These soldiers in military boots walked on the street, and under the leadership of the law enforcement officers, they dispersed and arrested the fanatics who gathered and made trouble on the street from time to time.

Vito witnessed such an arrest. He looked at the high platform not far away. Standing on the steps beside the fountain was a monk. He was wearing a white robe and holding a book of holy words in his hand. His fanatical voice was shouting along with the crying.

"This is all your sin! You believe in the Lord of Macragge, but not the Emperor! You rely too much on his glory and refuse to believe! Now that Macragge has left, you are punished, the punishment of the Emperor!"

"This plague is his spur, spurring us to believe in him and obey him. He is the only god in the galaxy. Only by believing in him can we be saved."

The monk shouted, and the fanatics who were watching below him shouted. They were crying and praying and praising loudly. The fanatical monk pointed to the statue of Guilliman not far away in the middle of the avenue, where the Lord of Macragge stood. A carriage, pulled by dozens of horses, soared into the sky like the king of the gods.

The fanatical monk waved the Holy Book in his hand, his pupils were bloodshot, and he shouted in a hysterical voice, "Only the emperor's icon is salvation, destroy him! Destroy his statue, let the only true God stand. With Yu Keha, we can be saved!"

The believers were encouraged to rush towards the idol of Guilliman with great fanaticism. They used all means to try to destroy him. It was really ironic. The day before yesterday, they were still praising Guilliman's redemption and arrival, but now it seems that Guilliman is a heretic. Similar.

Vito looked at them with a wry smile. Those stupid guys were like nooses. Hammers and everything they could find on the roadside destroyed the statues. The broken stone statues poured down a lot of rubble. The horse's head was smashed off. The man standing on the battlefield Guilliman in the car was also put on a noose and was about to be pulled down.

The sound of sirens sounded on the street. Vito turned to look at the law enforcement officers and SADF soldiers rushing from the other side. Dozens of soldiers and special service officers from the Ministry of Justice rushed into the crowd with batons and electric shock batons. Law enforcement officers in coats They drove out and attacked the stupid fanatics.

The Guards soldiers knocked the man holding the rope to the ground. Several people immediately went up, pushed him to the ground and handcuffed him. The crowd was in chaos, batons flashing with electric arcs were waving in the crowd, and the whipped people were shouting. A scream of agony.

But the fanatics were still high-spirited. The monk behind them held up the Book of Holy Scripture and continued to encourage the crowd. He shouted loudly and praised the emperor's great achievements.

"Why are you blocking us, you hypocritical arbiters? We are for the glory of the Emperor. Only in this way can we be saved! Take down the statues! Devout believers, take down the statues!" His hysterical shouts encouraged the crowd. After a day of fighting with the Guards, the weeping fanatics fought with the soldiers, batons and various improvised weapons clashing with each other.

The fanatics relied on their numerical superiority to overwhelm the guards. The soldiers were knocked to the ground and kicked and punched. The law enforcement officer on the other side barely broke through the encirclement. He used the riot control training he had received to rush out. The man in black The lawman ran to the recently arrived Guardsmen at the other end of the street.

I saw the man yelling something to the officers on the Chimera personnel carrier. The guard officer wearing a tank cap immediately raised his arms and shouted forward. The Chimera armored vehicle turned and drove towards the chaotic believers. One of them The cultists climbed onto the statue and were about to break Guilliman's head with a crowbar.

But before he could do anything, he was shot. The guard soldier sitting on the Chimera personnel carrier shot him with a laser gun. The man was immediately pierced by the red light bullet and fell to the ground, suppressed. It turned into a bloody massacre.

A large number of armed Guardsmen jumped out of the Chimera, and a Guards platoon following the armored vehicle immediately spread out. The soldiers formed a long straight line on the street. As they advanced, they took aim with their laser guns and fired. , the blazing red light shot mercilessly at the fanatical believers who were kicking the fallen soldiers.

A large number of zealots fell to the ground after being shot by laser guns, and their corpses were riddled with steaming holes. The Guards soldiers moved forward with the Chimera, their tracks running over the streets, accompanied by the continuous flash of laser beams on both sides. Killed and dispersed the pilgrims.

Vito watched the fanatical monk being beaten into a hornet's nest by dozens of guns. He collapsed to the ground, and the Book of Holy Scripture in his hand fell into the smoking corpse. It seemed that the emperor he cared about did not help him, probably I think he is too stupid, after all, he looks like an idiot.

The Guards soldiers walked into the pile of corpses with laser guns. Some went to pull up their comrades who had fallen on the ground. They helped the wounded soldiers towards the direction of the Chimera personnel carrier, while others held guns and stepped on them. He passed the corpses one after another and shot the twitching mobs one after another to ensure that they were truly dead this time.

This bloody massacre led to the blockade of the streets. Vito admired the local response speed. It only took them less than three minutes to block the streets. There were three or four Chimera personnel carriers parked on the avenue leading to the port. , there were also many troop transport trucks. Under the instructions of the officers, the Guards blocked the streets and set up cordons and roadblocks for control.

Vito leaned against the obelisk and looked at the blockade ahead in distress. He looked at the soldiers with live ammunition and looked confused. But just as Vito showed distress, a man wearing an aerospace captain's coat appeared. Appearing next to him, the guy with a gold tooth in his mouth smiled and looked ahead.

"It looks like the situation is not good. Some idiots caused the streets to be blocked." The captain said with a grin, while Vito shrugged and showed some helplessness.

"Indeed, the Guards blocked the street. It seems that we and others are trapped here, Captain." Vito sighed helplessly, and the Captain laughed and put his hands on his hips, "I take it you don't want to be trapped here, right? You want to get out of here, like everyone else."

"You may be right, Captain. I guess you are also planning to leave, aren't you? The captain of the airship will not stay on the ground forever." Vito leaned against the stone pillar and said with a smile. The captain also laughed and patted him. Smiling on his sleeves.

"That's right, I'm ready to leave too. I guess you are too, right?" The captain faced Vito jokingly, showing the gold teeth in his mouth. There was something in his words that Vito could hear, and he probably knew what this guy wanted to say.

Vito decided to use the trick. He shrugged and spread his hands slightly, "Indeed, I am also a businessman, a rogue trader." "Ah, yes, I can tell that your accent is not local. Where do you come from."

"Far, far away, in the solar star field." Vito said naturally. In a sense, this sentence is indeed correct. After all, Vito was born in Terra, and flew from Terra to the Milky Way. This is not a lie either.

"Haha, then you have come really far, flying across half of the galaxy. I guess it must be a big deal, just like what I want to do." The captain laughed, and Vito nodded politely in response.

"It was indeed a big deal. I made a good profit, but I have to transport the goods back to make another profit. But unfortunately, it looks like we are trapped here."

Vito pretended to sigh with regret, and as expected, the captain immediately put his hands on his hips and giggled. The gold teeth in his mouth shone in the sun, making his face look so confident, "Not really, I think we have a way to leave, leave now, it just requires you to pay a small price. "

Vito smiled and spread his hands, "I hope the price is not too high and there is a reasonable explanation, Captain." "Of course, of course, we are all businessmen, and we don't want to play with those vain people. I will tell you your."

The captain pointed to the blockade in the distance. An officer was walking in front of the guards to lecture. He was holding a laser gun and yelling for a group of people to put the sandbags immediately. Vito looked at the arrogant officer. He looked like Like the classic local aristocratic officers, they are very annoying, but because of their prominent family background, it is difficult for the guards to deal with them, and they can only turn a blind eye to the bad things they do. One eye.

"That guy's name is Princip Claudius, the second son of the old Earl of Stewfield, and an old acquaintance of mine. I have transported a lot of things for their family that are not very popular, especially Princip. He owes me A favor.”

The captain smiled and gestured in a circle, "If he recognizes me and adds my guarantee, my dear Rogue Trader friend, we can leave."

"Well, that sounds good, what's the price?" Vito asked with his arms folded, and the captain smiled shamelessly. He raised three fingers, "No more, no more, three thousand Sky Eagle coins."

"You call this not much? Three thousand Sky Eagle coins, the Emperor is above all, is enough to buy an entire town in a feudal world." Vito said angrily, while the captain shrugged and smiled. "Compared with the money you and the goods will earn from shipping back, what does this little money mean? We all understand the principle of spending a small amount of money to make a lot of money, right?"

Vito was amused by this shameless captain. He smiled and nodded slightly in approval, "Okay, Captain, I admit that what you said makes sense. It's a deal, but you have to promise to take me there."

"I promise, and besides, I also have goods to transport. Those monks who live in the poisonous river valley spent a lot of money to hire me." The captain rubbed his hands and smiled and walked towards the blockade. Vito listened to his words. He raised his eyebrows and smiled slightly, sensing something fishy, ​​but he still decided to follow the captain first.

They came to the young Korhal noble officer, and the captain began to say hello from a distance. He smiled and waved, "Good morning, Commander Claudius, how are you doing today?"

Chief Claudius was originally instructing his men to pull a Chimei to the street. After hearing the captain's voice, he turned around and looked at the approaching ship with his arms folded and a pretended serious expression, " Captain Stolypin, why are you here?"

"It's bad luck. I just finished errands in the city and encountered such a bad situation after picking up the goods." The captain pointed back, his fingertips motioning to the soldiers who were carrying the corpses, "It looks like the situation is It’s not good, you can’t stay in the city, right?”

Facing Captain Stolypin's businessman-like smile, Claudius smiled jokingly, "Indeed, if all this hadn't happened so fast, I would have found a way to transfer him away, and now I still have to deal with With these crazy people together, God knows when I will get sick."

Vito looked at Claudius in front of him. He was also wearing a gas mask, and everything seemed normal. The spread of the Plague of Tears seemed to follow a certain pattern. In each area, it would only infect one of them. Part of the person, and then leaving the other part, it will lead to chaos and disorder, but it will not easily destroy the order itself, just like a child who doesn't want to end the game so quickly.

But this is actually more troublesome, because if the planet is completely out of order, the empire can suppress it without any worries, but if half of the population is still loyal to the emperor and order, then you are unlikely to suppress it indiscriminately, which will lead to The increase in resources and time invested is, in short, quite troublesome.

"That's not true. We also want to leave. How about you let us go first?" Stolypin smiled jokingly. His voice while wearing a gas mask made a low sound in the breathing valve, but that was not the case. Can be heard clearly.

"The order I received is not to allow anyone to leave the city of Korhal, Stolypin, the order is very clear." Claudius said seriously, but Stolypin kept laughing and nodded slightly. He waved his hand pretending to be serious.

"Of course, we are all law-abiding citizens of the Empire, how can we break the law? But look, the blockade has just been put up, there is such chaos here, suppose, I mean, if two lucky gentlemen happen to Did you sneak past before that?"

Claudius raised his eyebrows slightly, while Stolypin continued to smile jokingly. He made famous gestures in his hand while talking, which reminded Vito of the Italians from Terra.

"Of course, I won't let your work go in vain. I will bring you some more of the powder you liked before. How about giving you a 50% discount this time?"

Facing Stolypin's "extremely convincing" words, Chief Claudius waved his hand impatiently, "Okay, okay, let's leave before my superiors arrive. It's probably going to be here soon." It’s become a pot of porridge.”

Claudius turned around and waved to the corporal behind him, "Open the barricade and let them pass." "Yes, Captain."

"Thank you very much. See you next time, Commander Claudius." Stolypin continued to speak with that laugh, while Claudius made an impatient noise and waved with one hand on his hip. "Hurry over there and leave before the port is blocked."

Stolypin smiled and walked past Claudius, and Vito also walked with him. Stolypin looked at Vito on the side. He felt that Vito looked familiar, but because Vito was wearing A gas mask covering half his face, so he didn't recognize who Vito was.

"Who are you, sir, and why do you know Stolypin?" Claudius asked from behind. Vito turned to look at him and nodded politely. He behaved well and seemed to have the same identity as Claudius. A noble heir, this made Claudius subconsciously maintain a good impression of Vito.

"Business partners, we are discussing business in the city. You know, things between businessmen." "Well, I understand. I hear that your accent is not from Korhal. If I were you, sir, I would do it as soon as possible."

Vito smiled and nodded to Claudius, "When I take care of everything, I will leave as soon as possible. I wish you good luck, Chief Claudius." "You too."

Vito followed Stolypin who was waiting in the distance and walked away. Claudius looked at them in silence for a moment, then took out his laser gun and turned to the front of the road. The fanatical believers gathered again. It seemed that today There's going to be a river of blood here.

It's really interesting to say that the epidemic didn't kill anyone, but humans were killing each other as efficiently as ever. I don't know when all this is over, whether it will be the virus that kills more people, or the laser gun kills more people. .

But this was no longer important to Captain Vito and Stolypin. After crossing the blockade, they quickly arrived at the dock. This star port built on the edge of the cliff city was now overcrowded, and the broadcast kept replaying All kinds of information.

"The starship A3-9917 heading to Macragge is preparing to leave the port. Passengers who have not yet boarded the ship are asked to board the ship in time. The starship will depart on time in five minutes."

Vito looked at the passengers around him. Most of them were planetary dignitaries, nobles, businessmen and officials gathered here. They were all rushing to prepare to board the evacuation ship. It was ironic to say that the local Planetary Defense Force was still holding on. position, but their superiors still began to scramble to escape.

And they seem to think that Macragge is safer. After all, there are no cases of the Plague of Tears there. In addition, Guilliman's "miraculous" performance after coming here makes the nobles here firmly believe that , as long as you escape to Macragge, you will be safe.

In the chaotic square outside the star port, Stolypin stopped. He looked at the extended star port hall and turned to face Vito with a smile, "Dear friend, I have done what I should do. is you."

"You are really anxious. Why are you running away in a hurry?" Vito said, taking out a Macragge National Bank card from his arms and handing it to Stolypin. The money in the card was prepared by Vito in advance. Okay, I have a few more with me, you know, this kind of task usually requires money.

Stolypin smiled jokingly and accepted the card. He patted the card and smiled, "I believe you are an honest person, my friend. I won't check the number. In short, let's say goodbye. I wish you the best." Good luck to you." "You too, Captain."

Vito and Stolypin shook hands with each other, and then Stolypin walked towards the warehouse alley outside the star port. Vito looked at him from a distance, and after confirming that the captain had walked in, he followed quietly. Go up.

Vito followed the captain like a black shadow. He followed quietly and silently. The captain was actually very cautious. He carefully observed everything around him along the way, turning his head from time to time to check whether there was anyone following him.

But all of this is of course meaningless. After all, he was followed by the chief assassin of the Assassin Court. The Assassin Court itself was simply established by Vito, so the captain did not find Vito, and the latter quietly followed him to the dock. An ancient location on the edge away from the main dockyard.

There are many warehouses here that have not been renovated for who knows how many years, suspension bridges and dusty walls. It is not easy to get here. You need to go through many complicated and secret corridors, hanging ladders and corners, but when you come here Once here, Vito was sure that the troublesome way to get there was worth it.

This parking spot is very secret, located in the corner of a pile of long-forgotten piers. Behind the rusty and yellow machinery and buildings, Stolypin's floating ship is hovering quietly in the sky, in the gray On the side of the ship's hull, sealed cans with obvious danger signs were being transported into the cargo hold.

Vito leaned on the gantry crane base in the distance. He looked forward in the shadows. He saw the guards with guns and ammunition. They seemed to be very careful. Every crew member was armed, and some were holding guns on the outside. Keep an eye out, I can guarantee that what they are transporting will not be very interesting.

The captain stepped forward to chat with a bald guard. Vito quietly climbed onto the gantry crane. He nimbly reached the lower steel beam and ran silently across the narrow beam. The captain and the guard leaned over their heads and listened quietly to their conversation.

"Has everything been loaded on the ship?" the captain asked, looking at the cans being transported. The guard also looked behind him and nodded slightly, "It's basically loaded on the ship. We can set off." "Very good, let's go then. Those Psycho monks don’t like to be late.”

The captain said and patted the guard on the shoulder. The bald guard shouted loudly and followed the captain from the deck to the cargo ship. The only remaining cargo on the dock was quickly carried onto the ship by the crew. With the last crew member Entering, the deck was slowly retracted and closed.

Vito looked at the jet at the end of the float ship from the top. The slightly bright blue fire began to push the gray hull out of the dock. Vito immediately turned around and ran forward along the gantry crane. He was on the beam on the top of the cargo ship. It moved quickly, and jumped down at the end, jumping to the top of the cargo ship.

With a crashing sound, Vito's legs stepped onto the gray hull. He stood on the back half of the cargo ship and looked at the clouds and mist ahead. The entire gray floating ship had slowly sailed away from the secret place. At the pier, clouds and fog began to fill the surroundings.

The blue plasma thruster flashed behind him. Vito smiled and slid sideways off the side of the floating ship. The curved hull made him slide down like a skateboard, but Vito did not fall. The hull, but stood nimbly on the auxiliary sails on the flanks.

Vito walked on the sail, and the strong wind blew his black hair up on his face. His windbreaker also rustled in the air. Vito came to the entrance of the maintenance pipe located at the corner of the side sail. It was a The small door is for the ship's engine maintenance workers.

Vito lightly snapped his fingers, and golden lightning struck the door panel and locked it automatically. Almost instantly, the door lock was burned through and black smoke was emitting. He gently pushed the small door inward and got in. .

After getting into it, Vito closed the door smoothly, which was really good. Now, he sneaked onto the transport ship, and the ship was heading towards the blue clouds on the ground under the cliff of Nakha Star.