Warhammer: In the Name of the Emperor

Towering shelves stood on both sides, and Vito looked up at the large number of ammunition boxes on the shelf, as well as the guns, laser guns, melt cannons, shoulder-mounted rocket launchers, plasma guns, etc. placed on the shelves. It is fully equipped and can arm an entire Astral Legion.

In addition, a large number of supporting armored vehicles are displayed around. Armored vehicles, main battle tanks, self-propelled artillery and heavy howitzers are like a torrent of steel, arrayed towards the end of the warehouse.

Vito stood on the narrow sidewalk between the armored vehicles. At the end of his view, there was even an unassembled Knight Titan. Its arms were hung by mechanical arms on both sides, and only its huge body stood tall. Under the light.

"It seems that Guilliman has indeed expanded the empire's production capacity several times." Vito sighed as he looked into the distance and the end of the cabin could not be seen.

"And the disappearance of all this will cause the Astra Militarum who were supposed to get them to die on the battlefield because of a boring official battle. The industrial capacity of the empire has been activated to the limit, and tens of millions of people died of exhaustion in factories. in, and the people who were supposed to get them also died together, the empire is really..."

"They're rotten to the core. No wonder Wangerich would kill them all." Vito sighed. He had to admit that looking at all this, he also had murderous intentions in his heart. It seemed that Guilliman was still right. They are too kind.

"Check for us where the navy's stuff is? Don't ask so much nonsense, just check as you are told." Tarkin yelled from behind. Vito turned around and watched him leaning against a terminal and sitting. The soldiers there were operating the system in front of them and quickly came to a conclusion.

As the Enter key was pressed, the storage compartment next to the terminal opened instantly, and a baby angel with wings fell down. He turned the mechanical eyes that took up half of his face to look at Tarkin, who waved his hand in disgust. The baby angel flapped its wings behind him and flew to the sidewalk between the shelves.

"I really don't understand why those guys built such horrible things. Okay, let's all follow." Tarkin said and waved his hand, then passed by Vito and followed the baby angel into the place. The narrow walkway between the armored fighting vehicles, and soon Dalatin followed, nodding to Vito as he passed.

He looked at the guy with strange motives and narrowed his eyes slightly. Omega walked behind Vito and looked at him. The latter nodded and followed. The two followed the front of the team, surrounded by Chaos believers behind them. Walk forward through the narrow aisle.

The sidewalks here are constantly changing. Sometimes they are wider because there are howitzers on both sides with their barrels raised high, and sometimes they become extremely narrow because they are parked with armored vehicles or even main battle tanks. , only two people can barely pass side by side. If you are a little fatter, you have to send it alone.

For example, Father Chaos could only give way, and he had to turn sideways and squeeze through the narrow aisle under the push of the people behind him.

Vito followed the baby angel leading the way. It flew at the front, flapping its small wings and making weird baby laughter. Vito always felt that this kind of thing was more uncomfortable than a servitor. In the past, Especially now.

But the baby angel did know the road, and soon he led them out from between the crowded armored vehicles and artillery, and walked into a wider area.

There are no towering shelves here, nor are there all kinds of armored vehicles or transport vehicles. Instead, there is a sea of ​​steel and a world of giant pillars.

Those are macrocannon shells. When you stand on a battleship and look at them from a distance of hundreds of kilometers, you won't think they are big, but when you get closer, you will know how huge they are.

The baby angel flew through the forest of macro cannons that stood around like a sea of ​​bamboos. Vito followed it, holding on to the cannonballs standing on the side, and walked to a wide open space between the sea of ​​cannonballs. The ground here On top, torpedoes and missiles are placed directly.

There were quite a few of them, scattered on the ground like fresh fish at the market. Tarkin stood in the aisle between torpedoes and missiles. The baby angel beside him flew over and came to a silver-white , stopped in front of the prism-shaped missile at the warhead, with a rhythmic flash in his eyes.

"Okay, that's it, take it away." Tarkin turned to Daladin and said, who frowned at the thing, "You never said it was so big." "Just tear it down. Anyway, you only need the explosive part, right?" "That's true, but it can't be removed with just two wrenches. Where is your technical priest?" "He? If you get drunk and fall asleep somewhere, you can't wake him up, and if you wake him up, you don't dare to let him break it. "

Tarkin said, turning directly to look at Omega, "Don't you have a motor oil guy? Just let him dismantle it. I heard that these guys know how to dismantle things before they can crawl when they are born. ”

Dalatin frowned slightly and cast a questioning look at Vito. The latter nodded and tilted his head towards Omega. The latter then nodded slightly in response, then took off his coat and came to the torpedo. He leaned forward and opened all the mechanical arms behind him, with corresponding tools hanging on each arm.

The cutting gun quickly started working, and sparks splashed out in front of him. In the hissing light, the Chaos believers behind Vito did not stay still. They began to lift his gun under the shouts of the Chaos Father. The priest also stared at Tarkin with a look of disgust, turned around and went to the shelves with his followers.

Vito looked at them and smiled, then strolled to Tarkin's side. He stood aside with his arms folded, "It seems that they don't like you very much. Maybe in their eyes, you are also a person." heresy."

"Hmph, those heretics call others heretics? But forget it, I don't care what they think of me. Since ancient times, religious believers have been idiots. They don't even know if they are being sold."

"Indeed, I believe that the current regent will agree with this. He is also opposed to religion." "Come on, he is just talking, isn't the state religion still there? They are still collecting tithes everywhere recently. Build a new church."

Tarkin said contemptuously, with disdain and sarcasm on his face, "And in the hive, prices have increased several times. The high lords who were ousted and their men are hoarding equipment everywhere, artificially and deliberately. The people on Terra were impoverished and the number of underhive gangs and cultists were many times greater. Did you see that there were far more of them than there were at the beginning? And our dear regent, he cared. ?"

Vito clasped his hands behind his back and did not interrupt, but asked Tarkin to continue speaking. Seeing that Vito did not talk and had no intention of walking away, the latter continued.

"He said it was for the well-being of the people of the empire. As a result, the logistics department he established, in order to supply their boss with the needs of the expedition, searched for people's fat and money more intensively than their predecessors. The factories were open 24 hours a day, and the streets were full of people. Poor and homeless, this is Terra, can you imagine what it would be like anywhere else for this damn expedition?”

"Oh, did I mention their former officials? Ha, those guys will not give up their power voluntarily. They are constantly fighting against Guilliman's people. What's the result? They were supposed to charge a penny, but finally implemented it It costs one hundred yuan to come down, part of which is for the Great Expedition, and the rest, see that shiny church, where does the money go?”

"They are all saving money, buying people, and accumulating strength. The conservatives have long been eager to give it a try, and the Logistics Office, hoho, they are not much better, see? Terra has long been turned into a powder keg, and the front This is the fuse, it’s all lit, does our beloved Prince Regent know?”

"He is just like that guy who we always hear about how great he is and how he loves us selflessly, but he sits on the throne and doesn't even look at us. These demigods don't care about us mortals at all. If they want to live, we just need to You can rely on yourself.”

"So you think it's all Guilliman's fault?" Vitor asked after listening for a while, while Tarkin shrugged, looking quite indifferent.

"Blame him? Is it useful? The empire has been like this for ten thousand years. He said he would change everything. I never expected him to succeed in the beginning. Besides, power will change a person. Believe me, now Guilliman looks bright and majestic, and he is devoted to all mankind. In a hundred years, when he comes back from the expedition, you will see what he will become. "

"You see clearly, Colonel Tarkin, and your understanding of power is very accurate. Are you fifty years old this year?"

"Forty, but I grew up in Terra. These things, huh, I've long been used to it. Look, didn't I also fail in this Game of Thrones? I was sent to this hellish place, looking at the sand, huh ”

"So, you chose to side with the side that has a higher chance of winning. Do you think the conservatives will win? Can you count on them to get you back into the power game?"

"Them? No, no, I honestly don't know, but power rises and falls, just like a wheel. People who were at the bottom yesterday may climb to the top tomorrow. So, I don't intend to offend those who may be at the top of the wheel. , sell some favors on both sides, so that I can live well after returning to the nest. "

Vitor laughed and patted Tarkin on the shoulder. "You did the right thing, Colonel."

He said, and under Tarkin's gaze, he walked to the detached warhead of the ion torpedo. Omega opened a panel. Vito seemed to have passed by accidentally after passing by. Most people would not notice his actions, but he had just returned. Tarkin, who was chatting with him, noticed that inconspicuous little movement.

He slapped a suction cup into the warhead, and soon, Omega knocked the cover up, and the welding gun quickly welded along the edge, and soon the thing was buckled, and the one under it Things were also put in.

Tarkin frowned and looked at Vito who came back with a different look. He showed a faint smile and patted Tarkin on the shoulder, "Power is a chaotic ladder. Some people fall down, and some fall off." People have climbed up, but not many can truly stand firm at the top.”

As he spoke, he took out several more suction cups from his arms, each of which had a small positioning device. Tarkin looked at the thing, then raised his eyes to look at the smile on Vito's face, "But loyalty will always be there." get payback."

Tarkin's eyes changed again. He raised his head slightly and took the suction cup. He turned around and straightened his clothes, "Okay, the torpedo has been dismantled. You poor poor bastards, get what you want quickly." Walk."

As he spoke, he walked up and came to an armored vehicle that was being moved away by Chaos believers. As he passed by, he slapped the positioning suction cup in his hand on the inside of the vehicle frame. The thing lit up with an easy ticking sound.

The colonel quickly came to a few men on one side. He explained something to them, handed them the suction cups, then patted their shoulders and walked away. The soldiers then dispersed to help. Moving equipment.

But soon, Vito raised his wrist to look at the activated positioning coordinates, put it down and looked at Tarkin in the distance and smiled, "You made the right decision, Colonel. You won yourself a ticket to the future." ”