Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes

Chapter 97 The Night of Advent
"The exact coordinates are here?" Calvin looked at the imaging results on the holographic map, crossed his chest with one hand, and rubbed his chin with the other hand.

"Yes." Constantine said, looking at a small dot in the middle of the desert on the holographic map.

As the provider of the mission, he is obliged to explain clearly the location, background and environmental characteristics of the mission for the Gray Knights.

"The land-to-sea ratio of this planet is about 5:4, but the proportion of deserts on land accounts for 80% of the absolute majority."

"Huh? Such a good ratio. With a little adjustment, it can be inhabited? How is this planet deserted?"

Calvin quickly discovered this unreasonable place.This kind of native environment that is highly similar to the human home planet Terra is rare in the entire universe.

"It's just a victim of geopolitics. It's too close to the asteroid belt. The empire's sector managers found that the economic value of developing this place was completely out of proportion to the cost of defending against nearby pirates. In the two nearby Astartes battles After the regiment garrison failed successively, they gave up here completely." Constantine explained.

"So the desertification here is inherent?" Calvin asked.

"No, in order to prevent the pirates in the asteroid belt from developing this place into a home port, the Governor of the Star District issued a desolation decree, or a desolation agreement, with the help of the Forge World of Griaea."

"What's that?" Calvin could smell a familiar smell just from the name.

"A powerful biochemical virus bomb with the effect of decomposing more than 90% of the organic matter in the world within three weeks."

"Gah... so fierce? A biochemical version of the extermination order?" Calvin and his two brothers looked at each other.

"Ahem...Konstantin, I think..."

Calvin decided to persuade the other party again, so it seems that this adventure is not a must.

They'll have to reassess whether it's a little too risky to risk having a film with a bunch of oil guys on their doorstep just to pay back a favor.

Constantine also saw the thoughts of Calvin and others, or a normal person would have such concerns at this time.

He did not wait until Calvin and others came to a negative conclusion, because once the will is formed, it is difficult to change it.

He chose to interrupt the other party's thinking process before his will was formed, adding another layer of leverage to the agreed deal.

"As long as this operation goes well, we are willing to guarantee that the supply of psionic affinity metals to Titans will increase by 100% on the original basis in the next 5 years."

Calvin and others were unmoved, after all, there were too many things in the house to be used at all.The gray knights of the big dog family are really not short of these supplies.

Seeing that the other party's reaction was not within expectations, Konstantin didn't hesitate, and he raised the stake again neatly:
"I checked your latest request for Mars. I have been authorized to make a promise to you - if you successfully complete this mission, we are willing to permanently station a set of gene seeds on the world of Deimos micro-casting accompanied by Titan We are responsible for the cost of training equipment, equipment maintenance and personnel training.”

...............

Calvin and his comrades fell silent.They suddenly understood how the influence of these technical geeks on Mars spread throughout the entire empire.

"That's really generous!"

"Promise him!"

The voices of Golden and Tariq rang in Calvin's head.

It's really no wonder they were so flippant.Without him, it is too much to give.

So after a brief silence, Calvin had no choice but to put on a professional smile in the anticipation of his comrades and said to the boss from Mars:

"Ah, honorable Father Constantine! Please be sure to explain the main points of the mission again!"

The scene in the preparation room has once again returned to a warm atmosphere, or it may be even more lively than before...

The black ship quietly and covertly approached this unnamed planet from the direction of the asteroid belt.

On the premise of not intending to scare the enemy, the fixed-point teleportation that can only be used on the basis of large-scale bird-augury scanning and the airborne pod used in frontal door-kicking operations cannot be used.

The release of a Thunderhawk in orbit, and then the Thunderhawk leading the Gray Knights to sneak into the atmosphere and land in a concealed manner became the final decision after discussion.

In the desert world, the night is always more lively than the day.

A dune lizard is quietly lying on the top of the yellow sand, enjoying its precious midnight time with its two independently working eyes while being on guard.

It is using its belly to absorb the dew that has condensed on the gravel due to the severe cooling. This is the only way to obtain water other than traveling to distant water sources.

"Buzz..." Thunder Eagle's engine sound swept across the low altitude.But its black paint makes it difficult to distinguish at night.

The frightened dune lizard straightened its tail and spread its four slender legs to escape.

But it was too late, a big hand that fell from the sky in the dark night grabbed it and stuffed it into his mouth.

"What are you eating here? Are you hungry?"

Calvin, who just operated the jetpack and jumped off the Thunderhawk passing through the field at low altitude with the mechanical priest in his hand, looked at Tariq who landed first with a puffy mouth and asked.

Behind Calvin, gray knights were continuously piercing through the black night sky, descending on this uninhabited desert with the whistling sound of jetpacks.

"Native desert lizard," Tariq told Calvin in the psionic channel.

His mouth was still chewing, but he clearly didn't enjoy the taste of this thing very much.

"Is it delicious?" Constantine asked curiously after receiving Calvin's explanation.

For this kind of question, the other party said that he was too lazy to answer.The big white eyes he rolled up said a lot.

"Then why do you still want to eat it?" The mechanical priest became even more curious.

"He's looking for water." Golden came from behind and answered Constantine's question.

"Looking for water?"

"Well, by eating local creatures, we can obtain the memory of local resources and certain abilities from dna." Golden explained.

"and then"

"Then you will know where the nearby water sources are."

"You need this? The Astartes I know don't seem to have this need."

"Then we can bypass these water sources and the pirate forces that may be stationed there," Calvin said.

"So? Taught"

It was only then that Constantine understood why, against the backdrop of the mighty forces of war machines, such as the steel and steel armies of the Mechanicus, and the Titan Legion, he could still only be responsible for the auxiliary and logistical positioning during the Great Crusade.

These Astartes are really the man called the Emperor, a complete killing machine built from the genetic level.

One or two is not very eye-catching, but imagine that when such inhuman fighters come to the enemy's ruled area in units of 10, all you can do is pray for the other party, praying that he will not die Too ugly.

All their abilities and details exist for war and killing, even the details of eating are no exception.

Purely from the perspective of war, even the sages of the Restoration Order who focus on destruction and destruction are probably three points more courteous than them, not to mention that the Astartes in front of them are the most special one.

Against this background, Constantine felt that he had more confidence in the success or failure of this mission.

"Bah bah bah!" Tariq's "appetizer" was finally tasted.While spitting out the residue and flesh and blood in his mouth, he planned the preset route in his data terminal.

And the gray knights who had silently gathered around also received the marching route planned by Tarik on their own data terminals at this time.

"From here to here, there is a smell of water vapor. We follow this route and pass through the middle of the dead zone. We will not pass any water source." Tariq confirmed with them again on the public communication channel.

And after he finished his speech, Calvin, the team commander, checked the status of the whole team and waved his hand:
"go!"

All the gray knights fanned out in silence and started marching towards the goal.

The night had only just begun, and they still had plenty of time.

　Ask for a ticket! ! ! ! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)