Warhammer: In the Name of the Emperor

The Mjolnir Power Armor stood quietly under the light. On its facial helmet, the one-way mirror reflected the face of the person in front of it. It was a face that was larger than that of a mortal, but it was not bloated and dull. In fact On the contrary, the owner of that face has strong muscles and sharp eyes.

Bell Cassius Brutus Guilliman looked at the Mjolnir visor in front of him, but the name is too long, so let’s call him Bell.

Bell raised his head and took a step back to look at the armor he had seen on Conrad. He was attracted to it at that time, but it was only now that he had the opportunity to examine it carefully and look at those hard armors carefully. Armor, strong arms, and advanced weapons in hand.

Helen told him that this armor was called Mjolnir. He didn't know why he ordered it like this, but he was certain that this weapon definitely deserved the name, as did everything here.

He turned his head and looked at the corridor-style cabin aside. Under the tall dome, Thor's hammer power armors were neatly arranged and extended to both sides. At the end of the armor, more battle robots, or Bell, It is also the more familiar name of the human empire today, Iron Man.

They were arranged together, in huge numbers, as far as the eye could see, standing together neatly like a military parade waiting for inspection. Bell looked towards the end of the iron man army, where he saw an even larger creation.

Bell looked around in amazement. He walked along the passage between the iron men, just like a commander reviewing them. He looked at the towering war machines aside.

"Have you finished reading? I thought it would take you longer." In front of a weapons rack, Omega, who was carefully studying the firearms in front of him, said. He stared at the weapons in front of him, the coaxial rotation of the mechanical eye. The mechanical arm also floats up and down behind him, surrounding the weapon.

He was scanning the firearm, but Bell doubted whether he could understand it. The Ultramarines raised their heads and scanned the many firearms and individual weapons arrayed on the wall in front of them. "When faced with something that you don't understand at all, you can only look at two I can’t do anything outside of my eyes, so I finished reading it very quickly. Have you made any progress?”

"Not at all." Omega simply replied. The mechanical arm was raised beside his head, the mechanical claws were wrapped around the gun, and a long beam of light hit the gun body, scanning from top to bottom.

"The technology here is beyond my calculation range. I can't even understand the basic material composition of these weapons. However, in the past few days, I have scanned and recorded most of the weapons as much as possible to facilitate subsequent research, and Data upload."

Other technical priests would probably regard everything here as a treasure, so they would keep it tightly in their own databases and refuse to share it with anyone, but Bell knew that Omega was not such a person, and he would not hide those precious things secretly. Knowledge destined to change the entire empire.

Especially something he couldn't understand himself, but Bell doubted if anyone in the empire could understand these things, and everything here.

He looked around at the army of iron men lined up. He looked at the end of the neat and straight line, and then he saw an iron man falling out of the team and falling to the ground.

But that wasn't Iron Man's fault. The perpetrator popped his head out from behind him. Looking at Iron Man on the ground, he awkwardly stepped forward to help him up. "Oh, damn, this thing is heavier than I thought, Loken, Se Xos, please stop looking at each other and do me a favor."

Loken and Serksos also appeared from the Iron Man army. They walked out of the queue and stepped forward to help the man who was not wearing power armor to help the Iron Man up. Bell looked at them and frowned, and Omega also glanced at them. Turned back.

"Sicarius, as the emperor testifies, what are you doing here?" Bell strode forward and asked Cato Sicarius, who helped the iron man up and patted his shoulder after helping him stand firm.

"Observation, according to you, learning." "What I understand as learning is quiet observation, not knocking things over and making a mess on the ground." "That's your problem, brother, you don't get started. , how can one truly understand something?”

Sicarius said and turned around, looking around, as if looking for the next victim. Bell and Loken looked at each other, and the latter shrugged helplessly, "Sicarius, what are you doing again? "

"Hand on, wow, this thing is really heavy." The second company commander said, and placed a weapon with a blade protruding forward on the wall on one side. He held it in his hand, weighed it up and down, and then raised it. Get up and aim in front of you.

"I guess this is a cannon or something. It's similar to our plasma. Let's take a look." He said, starting to lift the weapon and move the parts up and down. Bell looked at him with his forehead in silence. , especially the belt hanging on his waist, which is already full of things.

From what looked like grenades, to pistols, daggers, and even a laser sword that Vito had displayed, there were many things hanging around his waist that Bell didn't know what they were.

"Sicarius, put those things back, you have no idea what those things are." "Who said that? I know, for example, this thing must be a hand cannon, but how should it fire?"

Sicarius said as he pulled the trigger and stretched his hand around on the weapon. Suddenly the thing rang, and a purple light bullet appeared from between the prismatic spikes, and then shot out all at once. , startled Bell, Loken and Xersos.

But opposite the muzzle, the man next to him who was hit by a bullet was calm. He was holding a cup of coffee. The light bomb exploded next to him, setting off a gust of wind and blowing on him, causing his messy hair and crooked clothes to wear. Pajamas flying everywhere.

"You guessed it right, that's a cannon, a fission cannon." He took a sip of coffee and said with a slightly tired face. Sicarius looked at him and smiled and held the cannon in front of him, "Hey , Vito, didn’t you sleep well last night? Where’s Celestine?”

"Still sleeping, it's not a good idea to wake her up." He said as he walked over from a distance, and a shelf behind him fell to the ground. Bell looked at the fallen thing and held his forehead in shame, while the perpetrator Sika Liu Si put the fission cannon on his shoulder with a smile on his face, "Okay, now that I know how to shoot, I'll just say that I know how to use these things."

"Oh? Then do you know what is hanging on the left hand side?" Vito came over with coffee, wearing a pair of slippers, and his pajamas were also crooked. I don't know if he didn't put them on when he got up, or if he was just shaken. .

"I guess it's a grenade?" Sicarius said as he took off the thing and tossed it around in his hands. Vito raised his coffee cup and gestured, "You guessed it right, it's a singularity bomb." , can create a black hole, and you’re still half an inch away from activating it.”

Bell stepped forward to catch the grenade, and after grabbing it, he pulled off the entire belt from Sicarius's waist. Sicarius looked at the brothers on the side and smiled while holding the grenade in his hand. The fission cannon was at his side, leaning on it and looking down at Vito in front of him.

"What are you doing here? Are you here to relax after a one-night stand?" "She and I were more than one night, but yes, I'm here to see how much you looted from my arsenal, just like you did to my bar. ”

Vito raised his coffee cup and signaled to Bell, who sighed helplessly and handed the belt in his hand to Serksos, "I'm sorry, Marshal, I apologize for him, although this guy has no apology at all."

"Didn't Lord Guilliman tell me to study hard with the Marshal? Isn't that what I'm doing?" "You mean, almost blowing up the whole place? Taking us with him." "Hi, Adeptus Mechanicus There is a saying that any experiment is risky, right, Omega. "The second part of that sentence is, but you need to be prepared."

Omega said, ignoring them and continuing the scanning and research at hand. Vito glanced at him while drinking coffee and scratched his messy hair. Sicarius looked at him with a mocking smile on his face.

"She was very energetic last night?" "She seemed to be a different person after drinking. She became very energetic." Vito said, scratching his chin, while Sicarius still smiled and leaned on the fission cannon. He waved his hand and said, "I understand."

"You understand? I thought that none of you Space Marines had ever slept with a woman, and indeed there was no one suitable for you. If I remember correctly, you joined the Legion when you were children, didn't you?"

"Before joining the legion." "Brother, we were seven years old at that time. What did you do?" Bell asked in surprise. Then he looked at Sicarius's smiling face and regretted why he had spoken to him. The second company commander smiled quite proudly. Then he pointed at the three people behind him.

"I'm not an old virgin like them." "Seven years old?" "Well, that's my cousin. At that time, I heard that after joining the legion, I couldn't think about those things, so I planned to take advantage of the last chance to experience it, don't use that She looked at me with an expression on her face, she did it voluntarily, she already liked me and didn’t want me to leave.”

Vito looked at Sicarius, took a sip of coffee with a cold face, raised the cup and pointed at him, "I thought I was already immoral enough, but you are even more immoral than me." "Really?"

Sicarius looked at the three people around him. They all looked at him with cold expressions. Bell pressed his shoulders, "Please, shut up and don't embarrass the war group, okay?"

Vito took a sip of coffee and looked at the iron man they helped up. It made a hole in the ground. Xersos was trying his best to restore it. The captain seemed to have an obsessive-compulsive disorder and insisted on adjusting it to the same level. The Iron Man on the side looked exactly the same.

"Okay, Sekesos, don't bother. It's not neat here anyway. When you came here, you saw that there were a dozen less iron men in the middle, and there happened to be the last one standing alone in the middle. You had to take it away. Move to the next team."

Sicarius rested his elbow on the cannon and turned to look at Threxos, while Vito showed a strange expression and held the coffee cup, "A batch of Iron Men are missing? I don't remember that I activated them."

Along with the roar in the distance, Vito's question was quickly answered. On the deck below the weapons depot, a large number of iron men flew in from outside the air shield door. They landed on the armored ground and moved neatly. Marching in formation is like a military parade, except that the thing between them shouldn't exist.

Vito walked to the huge sloping glass wall, holding a smoking coffee cup and looking at the hulk below. It was a huge merchant ship, the whole was in tatters, and was pulled from the air shield by the tractor beam. Entering, levitating onto the deck, Vito watched as it was pulled forward and behind the huge open gate.

"What is that?" Bell also came to the window and asked looking at the thing that disappeared behind the door. The iron door slowly closed and Vito took a sip of coffee. "You ask me where I know? Ask Helen. ”

"Let's go, let's go find that cold-faced girl." Sicarius said, picking up the fission cannon in his hand. The thing misfired, shooting a beam of light that swept over the heads of Loken and Serksos. When they squatted enough, the beam finally hit Omega's head, but the latter didn't even move his head and studied the weapon in front of him.

Vito looked at the end of the beam, raised his coffee and gestured to Omega, "Look, that's called learning."