Chapter 140 The work of surprise
Destined Steel
Ten minutes after the sensor array scan showed the Mandeville Point transition signal and the ship's signature mark appeared
The Lord of Steel and Him A half-length figure appeared together on the front bridge of the Iron Destiny Steel.
"Walter, report their current location."
"The elapsed time of 622 standard seconds since jumping out of the Mandeville point is sending a normal contact call to the local array, requesting port preparation and guidance."
"Has our communications array taken over all call channels? "
The cyborg captain nodded solemnly, "Yes, my lord, you can reply to them here whatever you want. There should not be a single thing on Belakane and the port. The communication interferes with your words."
"Very well, I want you to tell them that due to the upcoming asteroid storm season here, you need to reconfirm the ship's signal and identity, and reassign ports and guidance. Walter, and I don't care what method you use to delay their sailing here for at least twenty-four hours."
"Your will, my lord."
"Ma'atra will assist you, Walter, while sealing the Navigator Tower."
"The sealing has been completed, my lord."
"Very good, then, Laishan Germany." The person whose name was called, the current first company champion of the Silver Skull Chapter, stepped forward.
His Terminator power armor, which had been overhauled by the armory and was now bigger, stronger, and more powerful, proudly shined in black, silver, and gold under the bright lights of the bridge. , the original "ANDTHEYSHALLKNOWNOFEAR" in the motto of the iron halo behind his head has now been replaced by "FLECTERESINEQUEOSUPEROS", his beard has been shaved into a lighter and closer style, and his hair is based on the hair style of Saint Nilaidoa. The pose leaves more of the top of the head.
Except for his tall body, the repainted Fist of Dorn, and his overly good-looking face, no one can compare the "Silver Skull" Chapter Champion in front of him. Contacted the legendary First Captain of the Imperial Fists.
Although the new champion of the war group was a little stiff, he still bowed deeply to his new master in a very conforming manner. "Your will, noble one."
This rather vague title aroused the dissatisfaction of several veterans of the eternal war, but no one was stupid enough to speak in front of the Lord of Steel who was obviously very interested. It is foolish to argue with Lysander about such minutiae.
After all, it seems that the person involved has no intention to investigate whether there is anything inappropriate in the title of the group champion.
"In twenty-four hours, our visitors will dock at the port on this orbital platform and land on the ground in vehicles. Their destination must be the Mechanical Parliament Tower." Steel. There is an interest in the words of the Lord that cannot be ignored.
“Your duty this time is to pretend to be the fleet leader of the ‘Imperial Fist’ and pretend to encounter them on the orbital platform...”
The blood began to visibly fade from Lysander's face.
“——Then you have to convince these visitors that you are here to find new stasis generator equipment for the relic room on the Phalanx, stir up a conversation, and find a way to enter their On the ship..."
The tall Terminator looked a little shaky.
Some of the veterans of the eternal war around them showed expressions like "This is such an easy job."
“——I will give you three psychic beacons. You must put the psychic beacons into the hangar of their ship or a similar location. I believe that you, who are extremely good at teleportation operations, will definitely put the psychic beacons into them. The beacon is well positioned for transmission, right?”
The conversation in the bridge paused for half a second, and Ishtar, the captain of the first company, stared at everyone in silence.
The voice made by Lysander seemed to be some kind of denial of his past, "That's it, follow your...will."
"Do you have any questions about your mission? "Danat Lysander?" The man on the throne spoke again, with a gorgeous Dauntless sitting on his left and right.
"I am very clear about my mission." The tall Chapter Champion bowed his head deeply towards the Lord of Steel again, "Your will...my lord." "Very good." The one in the center The Fourth Primarch seemed to be in a good mood, "By the way, Lysander."
"At your command."
"Remember to go to the armory before you leave and let them paint your paint color back to the Imperial Fists color for you."
"...I will Remember your instructions, my lord."
"Go." The Iron King's ice-blue eyes turned to other places, "We still have a lot of surprises to finish..."
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Forge World of Belakaan
Sensor array scan reveals Mandeville Point jump signal and ship signature fifty minutes after appearance
Most of the 1st, 2nd and 10th Companies They were all taken by the Storm Bird to the location chosen by Perturabo himself above the nest. Under this place, a large number of the original skitarii and workers who had been recruited were waiting uneasily.
When the figures of the Death Angels with black shoulders, silver bodies and silver helmets appeared behind the huge elevator door of the hive city, many people held their breath, some began to murmur prayers, and some even shed tears and knelt down. Prone to the ground.
Dassadra strode forward first, his ceramite boots leaving dust on the ground. The ruling sages and foremen retreated uneasily until he took out a capable person from inside. Until the person who makes the decision is placed in front of Soltarn.
"Time is running out." His voice came out from behind the breathing grid, carrying a steely sound that would make even a sage whose whole body had been replaced by metal machinery uneasy.
The captured ruler sage made a harsh electronic sound from his poor, crude speaker, "Yes, so what do you need us to do?"
"Do this." The stone forger opened the blueprint in his hand. The magnificent and exquisite miraculous design instantly lit up the scene with dozens of additional spotlights. The believers of Ohm Messiah who were cowering just now are now enthusiastically Squeeze into the front row just to see the wonders of this great piece of creation.
"Listen," Soltarn put away the drawings. The mechanical bionic eyes and sensors continued to shrink and expand, making mechanical clicking sounds. They stared at him greedily, and he could feel that there was someone among them. The ghost who is ready to move is fascinated, "If you cooperate well, there will be more things like this after the end..."
"Then where to start? How long do you plan to use to complete this great spectacle?" The sage seemed to have some authority. He first calmed down and spoke again.
"Twenty-four standard Terran hours."
The air froze. "You cursed person! You can't do it, it's impossible. Just to explore the geological structure, you need to send out at least four exploration teams to do at least 720 hours of preliminary exploration..."
"No need."
The stone forger handed the blueprint in his hand to his colleague, then knelt on the ground and pressed his open palm tightly against the surface of the rock and soil deep underground on the frozen planet. On the ground, something unknowable began to operate silently in an unknowable form. Soltarn instantly understood all the hidden weaknesses, structures, and strongest points of the caves, mountains, rocks, and earth's crust.
A whole world of flesh and bones was whispering to him.
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Under the snow-capped mountains of Macragge, in the dark green fir forest, Hera Fortress is always shining with thousands of beautiful golden and silver spiers and domes. And her majestic white city walls still silently and faithfully guard the solemn temple and the rippling blue bay in the distance.
"Diglis, do you think they will gain something from this trip?"
The chief think tank director turned around, a strong aura of foreboding filled his eyeballs, Calgar His pupils and irises could not be seen, they were all occupied by psychic blue light.
“The prophecy is only a guide and cannot provide results. The choice can only be made by ourselves, my lord.”
Gua.
If you think the visitors in this chapter are unexpected, it’s not unexpected. It’s just that no one noticed a small foreshadowing before
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