Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes

Chapter 40 Boring, Useless and Incompetent!

The Sun Star Field is located on the large tarmac of the Psionic Academy deep in the palace area. After three years, there is still a huge pick-up team waiting for the messenger from the horizon.

After receiving the message from Titan, these officials appeared punctually from the corridors and aisles of the various office buildings of the Psychic Institute, silently converging into a long row like a stream flowing into a river, and Tacitly does not require any communication.

People, still those people three years ago.Taking the average population age of this universe and Terra’s abundance of material as references, these short three years are not enough to cover their slow personnel promotion changes when civil servants generally live longer than hive residents.

And what they were waiting for was still the mysterious representative of the Astartes Chapter from the Inquisition Chamber.

People silently stood in the long queue according to the sequence of positions, keeping a standard distance of one and a half steps from each other.

Just enough space is left for the later crowd to step back to the sides and salute the coming big man at the same time. It neither looks crowded nor empty, and everything seems so easy and orderly.

Such a tacit understanding and mature rules benefited from the profound foundation brought by the behavioral inertia of the Psychic Institute, an old institution in the empire, that has been running for thousands of years;

It also stems from the functions of this huge organization with millions of redundant staff. Being responsible for ushering and sending is a heavy duty in itself.Without him, only hands are familiar.

The team that greeted Calvin and his party was of a very high standard. Apart from the vast majority of low-ranking civil servants in black robes, there were twice as many red-robed officials temporarily drawn from various places than usual.

Four high-ranking civil servants in red robes stood at the front of the team, which also reflected the huge influence from the Tribunal.

The low-level staff in the back row didn't have the guts to chat, they stood quietly while waiting, their lowered hoods concealed the expressions on their faces.

For these low-level staff who have been engaged in reception work all year round since their adulthood, the work itself is not technically difficult.

But with reference to the number of high-secret unit businesses involved in the Psychic School, if you want to live longer, then listening less, talking less, and asking less are of course the way of survival passed down from generation to generation among them.

As the appointed time approached, in the distant edge of the blue sky, the iconic vehicle representing the Astartes Chapter—the Thunderhawk assault boat also appeared.

Thunderhawk is very fast.Under the pilot's skillful and almost showy operation, this powerful mechanical creation dedicated to orbital strikes in the atmosphere and airborne missions shot straight down from outside the atmosphere like a meteor, and then, after reaching the predetermined height, crossed a line With an extremely narrow arc, it drove straight to the tarmac of the Psychic Academy.

With the iconic howling sound of the Thunderhawk assault boat's engine approaching from a distance at high speed, the waiting crowd began to subconsciously check their appearance, so as not to offend the majesty of some possible big shots in these unnecessary details.

Following the minute movements of the people, the whole team came alive like a snake awakened from hibernation.The Thunder Eagle in the sky didn't have the patience to wait for the careful thoughts hidden in their small movements, so it simply rushed to the top of the tarmac and landed.Along with it, the bitter cold wind that engulfed it from a height of [-] meters destroyed all the efforts these people made for their appearance.

The air valve of the landing hatch made a loud jet sound, and after the entire thick armored door panel was released, it chased gravity and hit the ground on the apron. team.

The twelve gray knights headed by Calvin, all wearing pure gray holy shield-shaped power armor without any paint or logo, walked out of the hatch of the assault boat with heavy steps.

Although there is no Terminator armor for decoration, and no other heavy weapons, but when such a group of giants with a minimum height of more than 2.5 meters walk towards you in neat steps, most people can only do it. The ancestors have taught them from their genes the quietness brought about by their desire to survive, the absolute quietness.

And the waiting crowd, led by the leading officials, had already prepared their welcome speech, but was shocked by this unexpected scene and stuck in their mouths, not knowing how to continue.

The huge body also has huge steps. Calvin, who walked a few steps to the side of the pick-up team, stopped, and the soldiers behind him did not need any prompts. Just like this, the moment Calvin stopped, they also stopped. their actions.

Under the sun at three o'clock in the afternoon on Terra, the sculptural posture of these tall angels, and the resonance brought by the previous 12 neat and heavy steps made the mouths of the officials open and close, and then open again.But still can't spit out a meaningful word.

When the face of the leading official was almost as bright red as the robe on his body, Calvin took off the heavy crusader-shaped helmet on his head, and looked down at the mortal in front of him.

There was not much expression on his face, only a trace of gloom in his eyes proved that this demigod was not in a happy mood.

Now that the battle group is fully preparing for the transformation, due to the shortage of personnel, even the Silver Blade of the recruit company has been withdrawn under the leadership of the great mentor Aidan to support the first and seventh companies that are fighting outside.

However, Calvin, who is the future master of this battle group, cannot participate in any missions that may pose a threat due to his own special reasons.

After repeated invitations to fight were rejected, he was even ordered by the supreme mentor Walden who was about to rush to the battlefield to stay on the Titan before leaving. This was a frustrating thing for him.

However, things happened for a reason, and he didn't understand why the mentors were so cautious about his safety. This was not only related to his own destiny, but also affected the future of the entire battle group.

Therefore, in the new year, when the black ship returned with a full load of psykers collected from all over the empire, because all the members of the Silver Blade were absent, this kind of foreign affairs mission of the "health ball" level that was completely harmless fell into the hands of Calvin.

But the reason why he was angry was not because of this, but because even for this kind of mission, the instructors asked him not to go alone.

Behind him are two "sin cleansing squads" pretending to be champion swordsmen, and an entire Terminator squad that can't be hidden in Thunder Eagle is his safety guarantee for this trip.

He still couldn't refuse, looking at the great mentor Watts who was tired from the huge workload brought about by the internal restructuring of the warband, he could only hold back his full of complaints.

"He's lived for such a long time, what's the matter with feeling useless." Calvin said helplessly about this.

Turning his head around, Calvin, who arrived in Terra, saw the Psychic Seminary's surprise at his guards far exceeding the specifications, so he didn't think it was strange.

He did not unleash his anger on unrelated people, nor did he hold these mortals accountable for their rightful faux pas.

Calvin just said to the flushed young mortal in his deep and resonant voice: "Lead the way, our time should not be wasted here."

The official who was finally rescued from the embarrassing posture by Calvin's words took a long breath, and then hastily turned around to signal to the subordinates behind him.The whole team spread out neatly to both sides, and then he turned to face Calvin and the warriors behind him, and after leading the whole team to salute the Astartes skillfully, he said to Calvin:
"Follow me, all angels who have come from afar."

(End of this chapter)