Warhammer: In the Name of the Emperor

The muzzle of the bolt gun sprayed out deadly flames, and the bullets cut through the air with a sharp roar and hit the target. The unfortunate Genestealer was shot and his entire upper body was shattered.

The chain saw axe roared and cut off limbs and flesh one by one. The entire underground corridor was littered with corpses. The gray and dark brown walls were now almost blood red. The killing artist drew a picture of death with blood.

The purebred Genestealer fell to the ground with a bang. The giant holding the bolt gun beside him turned around and shot the Genestealer who was flying towards him. The sprayed purple-red blood splashed on the wing helmet, dyeing the black feathers with a dark blood color. Astarte did not stop and immediately swung the power sword, cutting another Genestealer in half with a smooth gesture.

The Dark Angel Space Marine stood among the broken corpses. He raised his arm and shot a guy who was about to attack without even looking. The plasma gun in his hand fell to the ground, and one shot hit the oil barrel on the side, causing a chain explosion, but the Dark Angel didn't even look at the explosion.

The light of the flame illuminated his helmet. He raised his head slightly and looked at the Fenris Wolf walking on the side. Ragnar carried the chain saw axe and walked while shooting calmly. Each of his shots accurately killed one enemy after another.

Compared with the panic, fear and impatience of their enemies, the two Astartes were calm. The two men didn't dodge or evade or make any big moves. They just stood there and aimed and fired one shot after another. Each of their shots could cause a splash of blood and flesh, but the opponent's vitality couldn't even knock off the paint on their power armor.

"Why do we have to clean up this garbage here?" Ragnar complained, aiming and firing one shot after another. Lancelot on the side shrugged slightly and kept pulling the trigger. The dazzling gunfire shone on their helmets, making them shine.

"Aren't you always complaining that you are bored and want to fight? Here it is." "Bullshit, what's the point of these guys? This is just a one-sided massacre. What honor is there?"

"I need to remind you, Ragnar, what we do is an extension of the Emperor's will, and it is an obligation and responsibility to the entire human empire. This is the most important thing, not your honor."

Bell's voice came from the communicator, mixed with bursts of gunfire and screams, but from Bell's calm tone, it should be no big deal, just as easy as going out for a walk and killing a fart spirit by the way.

"Okay, Bell, you're always so boring. By the way, why didn't Vito come down to practice shooting?" "Well, from what I know about him, he's probably either talking nonsense and bragging to local bureaucrats, or communicating in bed with the new female governor, communicating in depth." "Ah, that must be the latter. You are very familiar with his tricks, Lancelot." "Nonsense, we have been with him for so many years, yes, so many years, who remembers?" The two stood together, shooting casually but accurately, and chatting as if they were really shooting at the training ground. Ragnar tilted his head slightly, pulled the trigger and shot a fleeing enemy. "Fuck, I forgot. Damn, we seem to have followed him for a long time, so long that I forgot." "I even forgot how old I am now." "We are Astartes, Ragnar. Time itself has no meaning to us. Once it exceeds 20 years, humans will forget the concept of time, not to mention that each of us has lived for more than a century." Bell's voice replied. There seemed to be a roar of heavy bolter guns over there, but soon returned to calm. Ragnar shrugged slightly. Indeed, time has no meaning to them. Astartes age very slowly, and years of war and training have long made them forget the passage of time. This is why the most efficient killing machine in the empire was born. "But I think it's been at least a dozen years, right?" Lancelot said, killing the enemy one by one. "Oh, by the way, speaking of Ragnar, I remember that your regiment had a bad relationship with the Inquisition. How come you get along so well with Vito?" The Space Wolf tilted his head and aimed at the crosshairs, and shot a far-away Pious sniper. Although his sniper rifle couldn't even hurt Ragnar's fur, it seemed that the man had become another pastime for Ragnar when he was bored. "You mean the Moon of Shame?" "The Moon of Shame? What the hell is that?" "Ah, it was the first Armageddon War. Our Chapter, together with the Armageddonians, the Inquisition, and the Grey Knights, destroyed 50,000 World Eaters and a vast number of Khorne Daemons, and stuffed the traitorous Primarch back into the Warp."

"It was a glorious battle. Thousands of mortals fought side by side with us and defeated the demons of the Warp. But the Inquisition was going to execute all those mortal warriors afterwards, on the grounds that they must have been contaminated by the Warp after fighting with the traitorous Primarch, so they had to be cleared out. This made our Chapter Master, Wolf Lord Logan, fight with the Inquisition."

"We covered the mortal soldiers and civilians to evacuate the system, and also had a fierce exchange of fire with the Inquisition fleet. All the Inquisition troops on the scene were severely damaged or annihilated by us. This made the Grey Knights and the Inquisition very angry, and then they brought their troops to Fenris to find fault, asking us to do a penance expedition or something."

"There was a fight after that. I remember it was Old Wolf Bjorn who personally came forward to persuade Chapter Master Logan to cease fire and negotiate peace with the Inquisition. The matter was settled, but we really don't like the Inquisition and the Gray Knights very much. "

"So can you explain how you can hang out with Vito every day, being complained about and bossed around by him, without killing him with an axe?"

Ragnar raised his ax and chopped the purebred in front of him to death. He hit his helmet with the axe, as if he was thinking hard and then shrugged, "I don't know, I just like this guy." , I can’t tell why, he’s different from the rest of the Tribunal, isn’t he? We’ve been with him for so many years and we haven’t seen him casually kill people or throw an extermination order at a world.”

"Vito doesn't like killing. Even I know that if he kills, there must be a reason, and it can avoid greater casualties. He is not as arrogant as those inquisitors, so yes, I quite like him. Or he doesn’t look like a judge at all.”

Indeed, Vito is more like a dashing ranger, wandering around the universe, and his acting style is extremely casual and undisciplined. To a certain extent, he is very similar to Ragnar. They are both typical of them who regard disciplinary rules as waste paper and then follow them. People who do things their own way, so they are rewarding each other?

"But I remember that the Wolf Lord liked him quite a lot. He has been to Fenris several times, and the veterans of the Chapter all respected him, although I forgot why."

"Because Vito also participated in the Moon of Shame." Old wolf Olaf's voice came from the communicator, and his rich voice was as reliable and solid as ever.

"At Armageddon, after we destroyed the fleet of the Inquisition, a fleet led by Vito suddenly appeared and surrounded us. At that time, our ammunition had already been fired after the battle with the greenskins and the Inquisition fleet. It’s all gone, and the battle brothers are also exhausted after fighting the Gray Knights. Vito could have hunted us down completely.”

"But he didn't. Vito opened a channel for us to leave, and warned us not to send those refugees to any planet, but to bring them back to Fenris. But it is a pity that in the end we were unable to accommodate so many refugees, but instead They sent some planets that were willing to receive them."

"In the end, these planets were also attacked by the Inquisition, the refugees were executed, and some planets were even executed with extermination orders to perform the so-called "purification". But I heard that Vito began to save a few planets and used Some means to "annihilate" those refugees on paper.

Olaf said, and there was a loud noise, as if he crushed something, and then smashed something with a punch.

"Later in Fenris, it was he and Lord Bjorn who persuaded the Supreme Master of the Gray Knights and Logan to withdraw their troops and cease fire. After that, he also ran around to get the angry Council of Tribunal Lords to give up the crusade."

"I was also present at the time. Lord Bjorn asked him why he wanted to help us and why he wanted to be an enemy of his colleagues. Vito told Lord Wolf."

"People today have forgotten why the Empire was established, but someone has to remember that hope once existed in this galaxy."

"Lord Bjorn was silent for a while after hearing this, and then led us to swear an oath. Even if the stars fall and the stars change, the son of Leman Russ will always welcome his arrival and will always provide him with all help."

As the old wolf said, there was a burst of electricity from the communicator, and with an explosion everything fell silent.

Ragna smiled and hit his helmet with his axe, "I knew that guy was very powerful. Isn't this much more powerful than those lunatics?" As he said that, he shot another unlucky guy to death.

"Indeed, Vito has a very good relationship with our chapter. At that time, I was sent to join a unit to participate in a war against the greenskins, but on the way, Lord Asmodai half-frightened and half-coerced the platoon leader to seize power. He led us all to pursue the rumors about the "excellent warrior", causing the Silver Scorpions fighting alongside us to suffer heavy losses from both front and back."

"Sun, you guys are really unethical." Ragnar complained. The rare Lancelot did not refute but shrugged slightly, and then swung his sword to kill an enemy at close range.

"Master Asmodai is so crazy. Even among the lunatics of the First Company, Second Company and the Priest, he was screaming and dragging us to find the militia camp against the greenskins. We found that outstanding soldier, and he It was Vito, who was leading the local militia against the greenskins."

"Asmodeus-sama asked him a bunch of questions like a lunatic. In the end, Vito miraculously convinced Asmodeus-sama to beat the green skin with him first. And since the latter really listened, I Dare I say it! This is definitely a galaxy-level miracle! That lunatic can’t even listen to Chapter Leader Azrael’s words.”

"Afterwards, Vito brought the Silver Scorpion Chapter Leader who had suffered heavy losses and was half-infuriated to Caliban to question him. I don't know how he persuaded the Chapter Leader to accept Captain Azrael's apology, and he didn't show up to Caliban after that. Looking into this issue, even our two war groups have not become mortal enemies."

"Just like your regiment, Captain Azrael respects and appreciates him very much. He even helped him solve several wars later. I remember that he fought several times with the rebellious Alpha Chapter? Although it was the Ravenwing The company and the Deathwing Company are going to fight, so go with Vito."

Wow, I have to say that Vito's eloquence is quite good, or...does he have other ideas? Like telling a little secret or exchanging something? His usual trick, but it seems to work well for anyone.

Ragnar chuckled and inserted the new explosive magazine into the gun, "Well, that's why he is better than those idiots who can only scream, shouting kill here, and shouting the order to kill. ”

"Lancelot, Ragnar, the old wolf and I are driving the remaining people in your direction, preparing to hunt." Bell's voice said, and the roar of the bolter could be heard directly by the two of them.

Ragnar moved his arms, and then strode to a heavy bolter machine gun. He kicked away the body lying on it, lifted the heavy bolter and walked to the door.

Lancelot also raised his bolt gun and pointed it at the door, and soon a large group of alien enemies appeared among them. They fled in this direction in a hurry, only focusing on lifting the hunters behind them but ignoring what was in front of them. By the time the first person noticed the two giants, it was already too late.

Ragnar pulled the trigger, and the storm-like roar of the bolter was accompanied by countless bullets and rained down on the enemy group. Flesh and debris began to splash everywhere, and blood rain poured down inside and outside the entire gate.

When the last round of ammunition was fired from the bullet chain of the entire bolt machine gun, the deadly weapon of death finally fell silent, falling silent amidst the repeated smoke.

Ragnar threw the bolter aside casually. He looked at the two brothers walking out of the gate. They walked through the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood. The four giants looked back at the gate and stood in front of countless aliens. and the corpses of heretics.

But before any of the four people spoke, their communicators rang, and Cole's voice appeared in everyone's helmets.

"Everyone, get back to the surface."

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I have to say that the bed in the Governor's Mansion is quite large and very comfortable. The high-hanging Roman bed curtains hang everywhere, and the comfortable felt quilt is so warm and comfortable. It is indeed a good thing that can only be found in the Governor's Mansion.

Vito leaned on the pillows. These soft pillows made him sink deeply into them, comfortable and comfortable. His hands were wrapped around Olivia's bare shoulders in his arms, and she covered half of them under the quilt. He leaned against himself and placed his slender fingers gently on Vito's chest.

Vito looked at the beauty in his arms and smiled. He sighed relaxedly and rested his head on the pillow. He closed his eyes and seemed to be enjoying the tranquility of this moment.

No one was going to disturb Vito and the beauty now, the servants were ordered not to disturb anything other than important, at least not yet.

The communicator on the bedside table rang, beeping, and Olivia opened her hazy eyes and sat up to look at the bedside table, her long hair hanging casually on her shoulders.

Vito sighed, reached out and took out the communicator and opened it randomly, "Cole, I hope you really have something important to do to disturb me."

"The Ultramarines Chapter is here. The third company commander Kyle Fabian is here with five companies of the Space Marine Chapter. You should put your clothes on immediately and wait for me at the airport."

Cole's voice hung up, and Vito smiled jokingly. It seemed that Cole knew what he was doing. Well, he rubbed his head and looked at the surprised Olivia.

"The Emperor's blessing."