Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes

Chapter 94
There is a kind of encounter called meeting is worse than not seeing.

Calvin and the owner of the black ship were probably in this state.

The black ship was very excited after receiving the wide-area exploration signal from the landing craft Calvin and others were on, and drove straight towards the position of the hummingbird almost non-stop.

And it wasn't until they were less than two astronomical units away from the hummingbird that they could almost see the distance from each other, that the other party saw the special code representing the Gray Knight in the further identification of friend or foe information flow.

Ah, this... the other party seems to be in some kind of hesitation, but considering this distance, it is no longer a distance that can pretend that the identification code has failed to be transmitted or not received.

The other party still bit the bullet and drove quickly towards the hummingbird where Calvin was.

Calvin observed the other party's fleeting pause in the cockpit, and keenly felt the other party's hesitation.

He immediately used the communicator to warn the gray knights in the back cabin.

"Something is wrong, enter the combat state."

"Got it, jump gang?"

"Prepare this first."

"Received, the anti-collision mode is turned on, I order, check the equipment status..."

Calvin could hear Golden in the back cabin ordering the soldiers to prepare for battle after communicating with him, but he had no time to pay attention to this.

The figure of the black ship is getting bigger and bigger as the distance gets closer, and the model and outfitting style of the other party can already be vaguely seen.

Calvin held the back of the pilot's chair, staring closely at the muzzle of the Nova Cannon on the bow of the opponent's ship.

As long as there is anything wrong, he will order the main driver in front of him to implement the emergency plan that he just discussed urgently:
Throw all the decoy bombs, and then transfer all the engine output power to the force field shield directly in front of the landing craft and the main propeller behind it.

The veteran of the Second Company of the Gray Knights in the driver's seat told Calvin in an affirmative tone that the opponent's effective firepower at this head-on angle was only the Nova Cannon, or a few torpedoes, but that was not a problem.

As long as he can withstand the first round of firepower, he can guarantee the success of the gang jumping operation.

And Calvin chose to believe the veteran's words.

The melta cannon in front of the landing craft has been fully charged, the weapon authorization and the anti-mistouch structure have been turned on, and the hand of the veteran in the main driving position is lightly resting on the switch.

The battle is imminent.

The distance between the two sides was less than 200 kilometers, and Calvin and others who had not waited for the initiative to communicate had decided to carry out a surprise attack first, and the other party finally discovered the vigilance and hostility of the Gray Knights dully.

In a panic, they canceled the shield of the black ship to show it was harmless, and sent a communication request to Hummingbird.

The veteran looked back at Calvin.

"Go." Calvin said concisely.

The other party's communication signal was picked up, and on the screen a fat man in a low-level uniform of the Alien Tribunal was looking at this place with some expectation, sweating profusely.

When he saw Calvin's iconic silver armor on the opposite side of the camera, he felt as if his last hope had been snuffed out.

"I'm going to die, I'm going to die..." This is the only thought of Ma Wei, the junior alien judge.

He really didn't expect that this group of brothers and nobles were waiting for the help signal sent out in this place where no shit.

Didn't you agree to take care of each other?

Aren't the double-bonus red sticks of the Order of the Holy Hammer extremely busy?
Why do these people still have time to work part-time?

Something must have gone wrong, obviously the signal he sent was calling for the death watch...

This thing has nothing in common with this group of people except that they are all Astartes, right? !

Inside he was yelling at the Emperor frantically, but it didn't make any sense for what had happened.

So no matter how much doubt he had, he still had to bite the bullet and serve this group of uncles who had obviously started to blow their hair.

After all, looking at it this way, if he contacted him later, he probably wouldn't need to.

It is estimated that at that time, these big guys had already killed all the way to their own bridge and used plasma to hold his head to communicate with him.

But even now, his mood is not much better.

When he thought of the bill for the amnestic operation that he and the crew of the entire ship had to do, he felt a terrible pain in his heart, and he might as well kill him...

While wiping the unstoppable sweat from his head, he said greetings to the gray knights opposite:

"Ah, in the name of the throne, good day. My respected angels of the Order of the Hammer. I am Ma Wei, the junior judge of the Alien Tribunal. Although it is unexpected, I still thank you for responding to my request for help. .”

"........."

Calvin somewhat understood the reason for the other party's previous hesitation.

I am not the support the other party wants, those Astartes of the Deathwatch are.

After all, no matter who it is, Ma Dongmei was called when ordering, and a group of Sun Honglei would be surprised if a group of Sun Honglei came.

But the current state of affairs leaves neither of them with much choice.Calvin had to take the black ship in front of him to reach the nearest assembly point.

Otherwise, it would be a joke if the landing craft that Calvin and others are currently riding on wants to conduct a cross-galaxy voyage.

And since the other party can wait for such a long time after sending out the signal for help and has not received a due response, then the death watch node in this star area must be working at full capacity.

The deck on the bow of the black ship is slowly opening, and the hummingbird that Calvin and others are riding on is also following the opponent's gravitational capture system and driving towards the interior of the deck.

And Mavi, who was preparing to deal with this group of uninvited guests inside the bridge, was waiting for Calvin's arrival.

And before he came, Ma Wei was not idle.He was conversing furiously with a figure in the shadows on the bridge.

"You don't have to send them away."

"Huh? Are you crazy or am I crazy? This is the Gray Knight! You expect them to obey my orders to carry out your so-called mission? Don't forget that the Order of the Hammer is the largest branch of the Inquisition! I don't have that Ability to order them across systems, even the Devil Tribunal and them are limited to a cooperative relationship!"

"Yes, I know you don't have this authority. But think about it, shouldn't they be the best candidates for this mission? You don't need to worry about whether the nuns' combat effectiveness is up to this mission, and I don't We need to worry about the position of this star sector node Deathwatch."

"So? What reason do I have to order them?"

"No, no, why order..."

With these words, the man opposite Matthew finally came out of the shadows.

A tall mechanical priest in a bright red burqa with a holy symbol of a geared skull on his head said to Mavi in ​​his unique electronic voice:
"In the name of Ohm Messiah, I don't think they will reject me directly even in view of the manpower support we have provided to Deimos for so many years."

"Deimos? What's that? Wait! I suddenly don't want to know..." Mavie asked.

"The second moon of Mars, we transformed it into a complete forge world. Then gave it to the gray knights."

Ignoring Mavi's stop, the mechanical priest finished his speech without haste.

"My God! Do you want me dead?"

"Relax, my friend. You're bound to have an amnestic after this mission anyway. So what does it matter if you know more or less?"

"I think you just want me to die..." Mavie sighed and sat in his seat.

And this emissary from Mars obviously understood what the other party was worried about, and he assured Mavi:
"No, no, my friend. You are more valuable than you think. After all, in this day and age, a broker who sticks to his own rules, is never curious, and is good at solving other people's worries is a scarce resource. You don't have to worry about your own fate, In the name of the Ohm Messiah, I will give you no less."

"Okay, but are you sure you can keep these gray knights? Can you represent Mars?"

This was Mavi's last question, and the mechanical priest's answer was also neat:

"No, but the teacher I represent happens to be the assistant production supervisor who implemented this proposal."

　The results are pulling the hips, asking for votes
　　
　
(End of this chapter)