Chapter 1628 Staring in the Shadow
“Our Lord Warmaster has been in a good mood recently, and he no longer looked as sad as he did at the beginning.”
A brown smart uniform on the upper body and a black long skirt on the lower body. After Veronica put down the tea, she placed the data pad in her hand on the table while teasing Soshyan.
“Hey, they said don’t scream like that, it’s not good for others to hear.”
“What are you afraid of? Will anyone else install a bug here?”
As she spoke, she pushed the data pad in front of Soshyan.
"The summary of the fleet rationing form for next month is already here."
"Well, thank you for your hard work."
Soshiyang nodded, feeling sincerely grateful. Veronica, in fact, she was handling many chores in the fleet during this period. Even many soldiers and logistics officers were surprised by her extraordinary computing power and memory. They suspected that she had installed the meditator sequence. Her thinking Her agility is completely unlike that of a mortal, and she can get results immediately for many data without even using the Meditator.
Although there are many Space Marines in the fleet, they are generally not willing to deal with trivial chores. Even if they have the ability, Space Marines rarely need to do this after the second establishment of the army. In a sense, Veronica served as the "deputy brain" of the expeditionary force.
Of course, Veronica's extraordinary concentration, memory and computing power are not without price. To keep her energetic, Soshyan has to pay some of her own "energy".
"I think it's hard work for you. Every day you have to deal with those Astartes who have more awkward personalities than the last."
"Oh, this is what you do, what can you do? ? If possible, of course I want to be a private on the front line. I only need to pull the bolt gun at the enemy. "
"Yes, yes, commanding thousands of troops can kill our dear war commander. "The adults are very tired."
Feeling the gentle hands squeezing his neck and shoulders, Soshyan closed his eyes slightly. He hadn't had any real rest for about a week. Tired, but mentally exhausted.
"By the way, the small team sent by Mr. Doral has arrived in the Maelstrom area. It should be near the Endinion star cluster."
"So fast?"
"Although There is no webway in the Maelstrom area, but there is one in the neighboring star region. It is faster than walking slowly like us."
"Yes, the webway is indeed a good thing. If there is one in the Maelstrom area. Using the network channel, there might be a chance to give Huron a blow."
"According to Sir Doral's instructions, when the team arrives, they will be on standby and wait until we arrive. Give them new instructions to be safer.”
Suddenly, Soshyan thought of something and opened his eyes suddenly.
"Hmm, wait a minute? Veronica, how did you receive such distant news?"
"Heya Talisman, it has the ability to communicate across the void, although it is already It’s in pieces, but this function has been retained, similar to our Astropath?”
“There are so many think tanks in the fleet, don’t let the news out.”
“No way. , don’t worry.”
"Be careful and use this thing as little as possible in the future."
"I know~"
Veronica let go of her hand, walked to the table, held the edge of the table with both hands and said:
“I’m going to get you some dessert, made from Chegris’ dairy products.”
“Hmm.”
Soshyan nodded, picked up the data pad on the table and started browsing. Then Veronica walked out of a room from the side. This was her exclusive passage, and there were only a few people on the ship who knew about it. .
There was no one in the corridor at this time. When she walked around a corner, she suddenly found that the lights in the other corridor on the right were extinguished for some reason. When she inadvertently swept through the darkness, she suddenly felt like Something is watching me.
The feeling was as if she was walking in a dark forest and looked up to see a strange black bird staring at her on the branch - she didn't know why she had such a strange association. . "Who?"
She frowned and stopped, looking carefully again, but saw nothing.
Suddenly, the lights in the corridor turned on.
There was no one there.
"Strange. Illusion?"
Thinking that she had an illusion in the claustrophobic space, Veronica shook her head and walked away.
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"30 seconds until landing."
Among the various noises, the voice of the servitor was even more noisy.
“Take action and praise the Emperor.”
Grimaldus felt the restraints tighten gradually, the flight attitude of the entire drop pod changed drastically, and the noise from the rear engine became louder.
Suddenly, the entire airdrop cabin descended vertically, accompanied by a shuddering and creaking sound from the metal parts.
With a loud noise, he realized that he and the power armor were being impacted by a huge impact, and warning symbols flashed amber light on his retinas - they had arrived.
As the youngest member in the history of the Brotherhood of Swords, Grimaldus is already very familiar with this feeling.
With the sound of shattering stone and steel, the airborne capsule completed its mission. The restraint bars were disconnected one by one. The soldiers took out the bolt rifles from the mezzanine, and the surrounding baffles fell outward one by one. , kicking up dust and grit all around.
"Almighty Lord of Mankind, please witness the battle we offer you."
With a low chant, Grimaldus took the lead and walked out of the cabin.
Through the heavy haze, he saw layers of rocks and desert covering most of the area, all the way to the building structure surrounded by solid high walls. The mountains in the distance were shrouded in flying sand, extending towards one end of the horizon and the other. At one end is a relatively flat, stony wasteland.
"Expand, be alert, concentrate!"
Then he issued the order, and the soldiers quickly formed a battle formation. Their black armor and white crosses were particularly eye-catching in the dusty darkness. .
The Black Templars, a sub-group that separated from the Imperial Fists during the Second Founding, are launching crusades across the galaxy in the name of the Emperor against all enemies of humanity, whether aliens or heretics.
This battle will be Grimaldus' first time as the commander of a battle company, with twelve warriors under his command.
The Black Templars operate with coordination, precision, and speed that mortals cannot understand. In years of fighting and fighting, this extremely efficient operation mode has been deeply ingrained in their bones.
The battle company quickly passed through the landing site and came to the edge of the retaining wall. Through the blinding smoke and dust, Grimaldus saw the stone carvings and arched doors and windows inside the dome building.
A group of people huddled near the window with firearms pointed at the sky, while others ran towards the turret-like fortifications scattered around, which were equipped with heavy weapons.
Obviously they have realized that the angel of death from the empire is coming.
Looking carefully, the ground around the dome is broken and cracked, and the building itself is also damaged, but through the cracks, the lime building materials and stained gilt decoration are still clearly visible.
Now it is almost a ruin. The imperial double-headed eagle symbol was once engraved on the top of the dome, but now it has been deliberately erased and replaced with the eight-arrow starburst chaos symbol crudely woven from metal strips.
(End of this chapter)