Warhammer: In the Name of the Emperor

Ps: This chapter is a super merger chapter. It was originally two chapters, but I think this matter will be divided into several chapters? No, this is not loyal. Let’s just merge them together for everyone’s pleasure. I am loyal and will never give a bad chapter. In addition, reading a large chapter may be tiring, so pay attention to the reading rhythm.

The yellow warning light flashed from the dark pipe, which continuously illuminated this dark and narrow place. The roaring mechanical sound also made the entire pipe constantly vibrate, but this did not stop the visitor from approaching.

Boots studded with silver nails stepped across the surface of the pipe, and a pair of gloved hands touched the blackened symbol of the Adeptus Mechanicus on the inside of the pipe. At the end in front, a flickering light hit his face. on, causing his pupils to shrink slightly.

The kid led the way, and it was a perfect place for him and other kids of his size, but for adults like Vito and Omega, it was a place where you had to bend down.

He followed the child to the end of the pipe and looked at the bottomless abyss below at the entrance of the hole. Above their heads, a roaring steel cage fell from above. Vito leaned against the entrance of the hole and watched the cage falling from the surface. s things.

On the top of the Dingxi, there are three symbols of the Mechanicum depicted, and the iron chains and tracks on both sides fix it, descending down to the bottomless abyss below.

"What is that?" Vito looked at that thing, then raised his head to look at the roaring sound coming from above. The child wiped his nose, "The oil guys' transportation tunnel, they dug out the lower nest. The stones are packed in trucks called ores, and then transported to their noisy workshops from here. "

There was no need for the child to continue talking. Vito also understood that this was outside the control channel, another way to look at the upper and lower nests. Of course, the Ministry of Justice had no control here. Who could seize the Mechanicus' things?

Above, an elevator cabin descended. When it descended from the entrance of the hole, the child jumped up with a big bag on his back, "Jump up, hurry up, or you will break your leg."

Vito looked at each other and Omega who was following him, shrugged slightly and jumped up. He landed on the ceiling and grabbed the iron chain on the side. Behind him, Omega also fell down, with his mechanical legs stepping on the same metal. There was a roar from the ceiling.

He raised his head and looked at each other's dark faces with Vito. Yes, now Vito knew why the kid said this was not the way a decent person would like it.

The coal loaded in the elevator cabin will continuously spill dust from the exhaust port on the top during transportation, and those who are unfortunate enough to stand on it will be covered in black, such as Vito, whose face is now It can no longer be distinguished from the black jacket he is wearing.

Vito held his breath and smiled bitterly without showing his teeth, because the ashes would fly into his mouth. He looked back at Omega behind him, who also looked at him, then raised his head and looked at the light shining outside.

The lifting cage quickly fell out of the closed tunnel. Colorful lights shone on the cage and on the people standing on it. Vito turned around, grabbing the chain on the side and looking down at the street below. , that lawless place at the bottom of the hive city.

Under the neon lights of various colors, their lift cage jumped up when passing by a terrace. Vito patted his clothes, patted the dust on the ground, and then took out a gold coin bomb from his arms. Got the kid.

"As promised, buy a respirator, otherwise you will get pneumoconiosis sooner or later." "Thank you, sir, and, this gentleman." The child said, looking at Omega passing by, and he glanced Eyeing the child, he followed Vito who had left.

Omega followed Vito and got out from behind a short grid door. Vito stood up and straightened his collar, then walked to a stall on the street, and he picked up the A large bottle of water, and then tossed a few Sky Eagle coins to the vendor.

He unscrewed the bottle mouth, sprinkled the water on his face, washed away the thick carbon dust in two or three strokes, and then threw the kettle to Omega behind him.

Vito wiped his face, and the light shone on his wet hair. He walked past the shops located on the street. Their doorways and interiors were decorated with various gorgeous lights. There were no street lights here. There is no natural light, these lights are all the light sources here.

On the streets, a large number of Hive residents, gang members, outlaws, cult members, and expelled Mechanicus personnel are coming and going. They are constantly flowing on the streets here, buying and selling, or arguing loudly.

There are no law enforcement officers here, and there is no order. Iron Fist is the symbol of order here. Everyone who passes by Omega is wearing a weapon, good or bad, but there is no exception, even those selling goods. The shop owner was leaning against the fence with a gun.

His mechanical eyes observed everything around him, scanning the products sold in the shops. Needless to say, most of them were illegal matters, dangerous weapons, banned mechanical parts, and even brains in jars. , eyeballs and other stuff.

This place is simply a paradise for heretical scientific research, crazy experiments, and any lawless person. Omega even saw missionary monks on the street, but they were not from the state religion.

"The redemption of the stars is coming! He will bring enlightenment from outside the system, a world without divisions, without hierarchy, without pain! Everyone will be united again, listen to His words, listen to mantras and prayers!"

Omega looked at the monk in robes. He had three arms, and the believers following him also had different looks. Most of them could hardly be called normal humans. They were surrounding the street, constantly accompanied by three hands raised high. shouted the monks who were reading a certain book.

"Gene Stealer Cult, since they are preaching openly on the streets." "This is Terra, which has the largest city in the entire galaxy and the largest nest. It is not proportional. Although the throne is above the head, the emperor The light of the emperor doesn’t shine much here.”

Vito smiled jokingly and shook off the water on his face. Omega saw another priest who was obviously the Dark Mechanicus. He pulled a cart of goods and passed Omega.

"Ministry of Justice, don't you care about this place? The level of danger here and the possibility of rebellion are very high." "Do you care about this place? Then I sincerely wish you good luck."

As he spoke, he stopped in front of a shop, looked at a table of weapons, and then picked up a ball from it. Omega could tell that it was a melt bomb. Judging from the dark green shell, Come on, I got it from a certain Astra Militarum, or the logistics department of the Ministry of Military Affairs.

"That one costs 500 throne coins, and only comes after the regent." "Is it so expensive?" "That is a regular military product. It took me a lot of experience to get it, and I spent a lot of money to bribe the law enforcement officer to transport it. ,500.”

"350." "Standing here to rob? 450, it can't be lower." "350, you either sell me, or I find someone else." "The emperor's ass! Okay, you bastard, 400, One price." "Deal."

Vito said and threw a bag of coins to the vendor, and then left before the latter waved his hands away in disgust. Omega glanced at the weapons on the table in the shop, followed Vito, and locked the heat thrown in his hand. Melt grenade.

"What are you doing with a melta bomb?" "I have a hunch that it will come in handy." He grabbed it as he was rising and falling, and then hung it on his belt, right next to the bolter. He straightened his collar with both hands and walked through the street to the bar with the neon sign.

They arrived at the "Broken Pot Bar" under the bright lights. Vito pushed open the door of the bar and walked into the bar with a high head. Omega followed him in as the door creaked.

This bar was overcrowded, and there were people sitting everywhere looking for fun. Just like outside, everyone was armed, drinking wine from God knows where, making loud noises, arguing, and even fighting. Then a shot was fired.

But the man whose head was blown off did not attract any attention in the bar. The drunken shooter was thrown out by two tall Oglin bodyguards and fell outside the door that had just been opened, lying on the ground. They were talking nonsense and giggling, while the bar continued to be filled with singing and dancing.

Vito passed by the dead drinker, and the waiter was dragging him away with curses. Vito came to the bar of the bar, leaned on it, took out a few gold coins from his arms and put them on the table, "Have a drink." Better yet, don’t use gutter stuff.”

The bartender smiled, took out a glass of wine from below and poured it into two glasses. Vito took one glass and said, "The second glass is yours, my companion, don't drink."

"I can see that." The bartender said, glancing at Omega, then picked up the glass and drank it all in one gulp. He then wiped the drained glass, "What do you need? Another glass?"

"No, someone invited me here." "There are so many people here for dates. Who are you talking about?" "Lions are waiting to be awakened. Do you remember this?"

Vito took a sip of wine, and the bartender who was cleaning the glass stopped. He raised his eyes and glanced at Vito, and then raised his head and motioned to the wine table on the side.

Vito smiled, drank the drink, knocked the glass on the table, and then threw a few Sky Eagle coins to the bartender. The latter took it and nodded to him, and then greeted the Ogrimman beside him, who He immediately went up and drove away the table of drinkers sitting at the wine table.

Vito walked up, pulled out a chair and sat at the table. He picked up a bottle of wine on the table that had not yet been finished. He smelled the smell and took a sip. Omega sat opposite him. "Now, what are we doing?"

"Have a drink and wait for a while. Do you want a drink?" Vito said and shook his glass towards Omega. The latter shook his head, but suddenly, another guest came to the table and he pulled out his chair. , sat at the table.

Behind him, there were several bodyguards sitting at the next table, all of them armed.

"Do you mind sharing a table? And, buy me a drink." He said with a smile, while Vito looked at the tall and thin man with a butterfly ribbon on his collar and green spots on his cuffs. He smiled and held his hand. The wine glass in his hand shook.

"I only invite my friends to drink, and he invited me here." "Ah, then I think we are friends." The man with the butterfly flower belt said, passing the wine glass in his hand, and Vito smiled slightly. He poured a drink for him, and then poured himself a glass.

"It took a lot of effort for you to get me and my good buddy here." Vito said. The tall and thin man smiled, raised his glass to Omega, and then took a sip.

"But it's worth the money, otherwise you wouldn't be here." "Your words are indeed very convincing. So, tell me, what do you have to give me?"

Vito also took a sip of wine, but the tall and thin man smiled and cupped one hand under his chin, "I do have something for you, but not here. There are too many eyes and ears here."

"I agree, I know a better place." Vito said, raising his glass and clinking it with the man. The latter showed a faint smile, "I'm curious, maybe next time, this time, we'll do what we did Come on, Mr. Vito."

Vito laughed silently when he heard his name, then took a sip of wine and shook the glass in his hand, "Where's your name? Who am I talking to?"

"My name is not important. You don't need to know it. There is a more important person's name. You should know that his name is Trink. He is our mutual friend."

"Then Mr. Clint, where are you now?" "Unfortunately, Mr. Clint encountered an accident on the way here. He was kidnapped. You know, he went to the nest. But unfortunately, Clint Sir is here to take you to meet the person who really asked you to meet."

Omega's mechanical eyes moved as he scanned Clint in front of him, and transmitted the detected information to Vito's ears through the wireless earphones.

"Rogue Trader, I'm not sure if the name is real."

After hearing this, Vito raised his head slightly and took a sip of the drink in his hand. After drinking it all, he picked up the bottle and poured himself another glass, "Who tied up Mr. Clint?"

"Very good question, Mr. Vito, but I think you will soon only know, see it with your own eyes." He smiled, and a truck stopped outside the gate behind him and rolled off the back of the truck. There was a car full of people, they were making loud noises outside the door and had an argument with the people outside the door.

Then there was a gunshot, and a man with a bright head fell in. The whole bar stopped and turned to look out the door, looking at the vehicle-mounted laser machine gun turning in the bed of the pickup truck.

The man sitting at the table smiled and raised his glass in salute to Vito, "Let's see if you are the person I was told to meet, Mr. Vito."

"It's only been ten minutes since we got here." "That seems to be a record."

The latter picked up the drink that had just been poured, looked at Omega at the table and shrugged, then kicked the table over violently.

The laser beam was flying among the falling glass shards, and it hit the bar. A large number of wood chips filled the air, and the mixed aroma of wine, blood, and gunpowder made this place particularly distinctive.

Vito sat on the ground with his back against the overturned table. After shaking a glass of wine a few times, the table next to his head was penetrated and sawdust flew down. "It's just an ordinary afternoon in the nest, right?" ? Omega, I remember you were also born in Xia nest, are you homesick?"

"No, there is." Omega's voice was accompanied by a gunshot. On his shoulder, a shotgun hung under the mechanical arm raised from under his robe, and he shot away a gang member who rushed in.

The whole bar was in chaos at the moment. The gang members who rushed in got into a fight with the guests who were drinking here, and the guests started fighting with another group of guests. No one knew who the enemy was, so, yes, Even Khorne's gladiatorial arena is more orderly than here.

Omega fired a few more shots, then squatted down under the solid table. The shotgun on his shoulder fired a hot shell, "We just came here, ten minutes, you let us deep Got into a shootout."

"Don't be so boring, this is the day to go to the nest, isn't it? Shooting, dead people, how many do you think will die after this fight?" Vito said with a smile, shaking the drink in his hand, and threw one down outside the table He glanced at the unfortunate guy with a smoking head and took a sip of wine.

"I'll bet thirty. Hey, nameless friend, how many do you want to bet?" Vito turned and smiled at the trader, who was hiding behind another table with his bodyguards and was shooting at him with the gun in his hand. Counterattack from outside.

"Sixteen, because there are fourteen lying around drinking outside now." He said and buried his head, and a bullet passed over the top of his head. Vito drank the wine, stood up, pulled out the bolt gun, and raised He shot twice with his hand, hitting two targets in a row, and shot again with his hand, shattering the glass of the bar and hitting a man in the head next to the pickup truck outside.

His brain blossomed, startling the machine gunner. He stared suddenly, cursed, turned the gun around, and aimed at Vito with a roar.

"There are seventeen now. I bet thirty will lie down after the fight." Vito said, raising his glass and drinking. He turned sideways to avoid the first bullet fired by the machine gunner, and then calmly drank it all. Drink, he suddenly grabbed the wine glass with his backhand, held it in his hand, and knocked over a gang member who rushed past.

"Omega, cover, except our friends, just kill whoever you see." Vito said and pulled out the bolter. He turned it around in his hand a few times and then flipped it out of the table. Omega immediately stood up, behind him His coat was suddenly lifted up, and more than a dozen mechanical arms were holding more than a dozen guns aimed at the front.

The mechanical sage pulled the trigger, and the shotgun, assault rifle, pistol and submachine gun roared instantly, and the dense barrage rushed forward like a heavy rain, instantly knocking half of the bar to the ground.

The gang member who flew behind the table cursed and raised his head. He was holding a cut-barreled shotgun. But as soon as he raised his head, he saw Vito turning over the table. The gang member cursed and raised his head. Shotgun came, but was immediately kicked to the table.

Vito raised his hand and shot him in the head. With a toe, the shotgun flew up and he grabbed it. After turning around, Vito raised the shotgun with one hand and fired at the people behind the pillar of the bar. The flying shotgun instantly sprinkled a red rain there.

He threw away the shotgun and picked up the only intact wine glass among the broken glass shards on the table on the side. Vito drank the wine in it, raised his hand and shot a guy who raised his head. He didn't seem to be a gang member, but considering the situation here, there was no enemy relationship.

Vito fired another shot, breaking the chest of a guy holding a gun from a distance. He hit his accomplice behind him heavily, causing the muzzle of the gun aimed at Vito to be a little crooked, and at the moment he was crooked, one of Omega's mechanical arms turned over and shot him in the head.

The eyes of the mechanical priest flickered, and his aiming interface kept hitting heads one by one. The mechanical arms behind him moved quickly, and the artillery fire hit the targets one by one accurately and without error, just like the program compiled in his mind.

A light bullet hit Omega's shoulder, and it bounced upwards instantly. Omega slowly turned his head, raised his mechanical arm, and sprayed a guest next to him. He pulled the trigger and found that the shotgun was empty, so he threw it away, and the mechanical arm stretched out long and picked up the man's gun from the ground.

And at the moment Omega picked up the gun, a fierce artillery fire whistled in, and the light bullet swept Omega's body, making the coat fly into pieces, and the mechanical body under it also splashed a spark. Omega raised his head, and the mechanical eyeball locked the gunman on the pickup truck outside the door.

The mechanical arm behind him suddenly lifted up, and a burst of light bullets suddenly shot out from his shoulder. The whistling precision laser instantly hit the gunman's eyebrows, without any error, and the shot pierced the head like hitting the bull's eye of a target.

Vito looked back at Omega and knew that this guy had no flesh on his body. It seemed that Vito was right. Omega's clothes slipped to the ground, leaving only a pair of pants on his body, exposing a completely smooth mechanical upper body, from the waist to the top of the head, all iron.

Omega looked at Vito, and then a series of sweeps hit his face. Omega's head tilted back, and sparks instantly bloomed around him. The mechanical arm behind him swung up and fired a shot, piercing several gunmen beside the pickup truck.

They fell on their backs, and the last one who didn't fall threw away his gun and quickly climbed onto the pickup truck. He lifted a plasma gun from the truck bed, pointed it at Omega and pulled the trigger, "Eat my plasma! You crazy oil man, don't mess with the gear gang!" "Vito." "I know, hey, big guy, can you help me?" Vito shook the gun at the Ogryn bodyguard on the side, pointing it at the wall in front, "Make a way." "Ah? Okay!" Ogryn snorted in confusion, but soon gave up thinking with his peanut-sized brain and responded in the way he was most familiar with. Ogryn picked up the heavy logging gun in his hand, pointed it at the wall and pulled the trigger. In an instant, the wall was penetrated, and dust from the collapsed bricks and tiles was scattered. Vito smiled at the gap, drank the wine in the glass in his hand, smashed it on the ground, and rushed up with a brisk step. He jumped out of the gap, turned around in the air and looked in the direction of the pickup truck. The plasma shooter raised the muzzle, and behind him, at the truck on the other side of the pickup truck, the gang members who jumped off it all looked at Vito.

They stared with wide eyes, watching him take out a flashing hot melt grenade from his arms. Vito threw it up suddenly, and the hot melt grenade rolled under the pickup truck. The gang gunner behind the car stared at the ball with wide eyes, and a strong light appeared on his face in an instant.

The explosion occurred instantly, and the bottom fuel tank of the pickup truck was detonated together. The flames of the explosion instantly engulfed the gang members around. From the flames, the plasma cannon flew out and fell in front of Vito's feet with smoke.

He looked at the plasma in front of him, and then looked at the gear gang who climbed onto the last truck and hurriedly evacuated. They rushed on the road, knocked over many shops, and crushed many passers-by under the wheels.

Vito bent down and held the butt of the plasma gun. After lifting it up, he aimed at the pickup truck and pulled the trigger. Instantly, blue lightning jumped on the energy tube, and the plasma body whizzed out, sliding out a graceful arc and blew up the pickup truck. Its body and chassis were instantly blown away.

Vito held the smoking plasma and looked at the raging fire on the street, "Finally, there is a natural light here." "You know, when you pull the trigger, this severely overheated plasma has a 99.9% chance of exploding, right?"

"Loyal plasma will not explode, and I am loyal and righteous." Vito looked at the plasma in his hand, he turned around and threw it to the wandering trader, and he caught the smoking plasma cannon.

"What about you? Are you loyal?" Vito put one hand on his waist and brushed off the dust on his shoulder. It was the only "damage" left after he rushed through the hail of bullets. "I don't recommend you to test this, Mr. Vito." He said, handing the plasma to a bodyguard behind him, who immediately threw the thing far away, and immediately, the thing finally exploded.

The plasma fire cloud rose up and shone on the bodyguards. They took a few steps back to avoid the sweeping heat wave. Vito stood in front of the Rogue Trader with one hand on his hip, and his jacket swayed in the hot wind. ring.

"Omega, how many died?" "No more, no less, just now, thirty." Omega said, the purely mechanical part of his upper body was naked, and the iron snake-like mechanical arm behind him dragged a gun to Vito. Beside him, the latter and Omega glanced at each other, and then smiled at Rogue Trader.

"It seems that I won." "Indeed, you won, Mr. Vito, but what prize did we agree on?" "No, but you might as well think of one now."

Vito said, with his hands behind his back. Passers-by on the surrounding streets began to get closer to watch the excitement. Many people looked at the door of the bar where the pickup truck was burning, and the wall full of bullet holes. Of course, there were Vito and Omega who caused all this.

He touched his chin and smiled jokingly, "Your name, Mr. Rogue Trader." "Is this the prize you want? I thought it would be more traditional." "I prefer innovation, tell me Me, your name." "Why do you want to know?" "I want to know, that's enough."

Rogue Trader frowned slightly. He looked at Vito, who had his hands behind his back. His bolter was holding the pistol behind him, hanging from the bay. Omega was standing beside him, carrying dozens of guns behind him. He had a smile on his face, and he didn't look like a man who had just left dozens of corpses.

"I have many names, which don't mean anything to you, but you can call me, Nightingale." He spoke after a moment of thinking. Vito nodded with satisfaction and smiled, "Very good, Mr. Nightingale, Now, tell me, where is our friend Mr. Corinth?"

"Unfortunately, I can't tell you, but I think he might be able to." Rogue Trader said and put his hands behind his back. He said to a member of the Gear Gang who was lying on the ground groaning. He was not dead. He was not dead before the truck exploded. I jumped out of the car in time, but not in time enough.

Vito looked at the man and smiled, then inserted the bolt gun into the holster. He pointed to the bodyguard behind the Rogue Trader and said, "Give me your coat."

The bodyguard glanced at his boss, who nodded. Then the bodyguard took off his coat and threw it to Vito. The latter caught it and put it on his shoulders, turned around and walked towards the fire. Far away in the street, "Omega, take our friend with you. He has to answer a lot of questions for us. Come and ask, oh, these are your new clothes. Put them on and don't catch a cold."

Omega hung the clothes on his wrist and followed Vito without saying a word. Several mechanical arms wrapped around the legs of the groaning gear gang like snakes, dragging him behind him and walking with Vito. Into the darkness of the streets and alleys.

The Rogue Trader looked at their disappearing figures and turned to look at the burning bar behind him. One of his bodyguards came forward and handed him the walkie-talkie.

"He is right, not a spy. Tell the Emperor's Voice that he is coming, and I will go back and transport what he wants to where it should go. Long live the Lion King."

It’s so difficult to choose a chapter name. Maybe we won’t have chapter names in the future (bushi)