Warhammer: In the Name of the Emperor - #681 - Chapter 663 Doomsday Storm: Ice and Snow City Competition

The cold wind blows on the metal wall, and it faces the test of cold winter in the harsh cold wind. Years of cold winter have already covered its surface with a solid layer of ice, which needs to be broken with a punch to break it. He opened the cover underneath it, which he did.

Lancelot broke the ice with a punch, pulled off the cover, and then began to connect the lines in it. He squatted on the cold concrete floor, while Ragnar leaned against the man who had returned home. He didn’t even Wear a helmet to keep your breath and nostrils open to the biting winter here.

“It’s just like going home, isn’t it, old wolf?”

“As you said, brother.”

Ragna smiled and leaned against the wall, leaning up and looking at Lancelot who was working, “I didn’t expect you to be able to do wiring work. I thought only Bell could do this.”

“So you really haven’t learned anything. We’ve been on similar missions so many times, and you haven’t learned anything useful other than chopping and chopping?”

“Yes, for example, I learned how to hang a chain saw under a gun and shoot and chop at the same time.”

“You really are.”

Lancelot was removing the thread. While he was busy, Mikael held the gun and looked at the majestic giant door in front of him. It was located halfway up the ridge, with an artificial oval platform outside, and it stood on the The edge blocks the connection between that side and the outside.

Mikael looked at Guilliman in front of him. The original body was standing at the end of the platform, looking up at the giant door. He was not wearing a helmet, and allowed his blond hair to be blown up in the cold wind, and the ice and snow on his shoulders. A layer of frost formed on my eyebrows.

“Sir Robert, have you really decided to go in? I can definitely bring a team of people to do it for you.”

“I’m glad you finally called me by my name, Mikael, but it would be better without an adult. It’s all friends here.”

Mikael glanced at the other people on the platform. There were very few people and he could see them all at a glance. Apart from Guilliman and Mikael, only Vitor and his three Astartes were here. Originally, Mikael Kael planned to bring more people, but Guilliman asked to go out lightly. Too many people would only attract unnecessary attention.

Mikael held the bolter and looked at the majestic door in front of him. The cockscomb helmet on his head was rustling in the cold wind. “Sir, you really shouldn’t go in. It’s too dangerous.”

“Mikael, if becoming the original body means that I have to hide behind the city wall, then I will definitely not become the original body, so yes, I will do this myself and cannot let more people sacrifice. ”

“This is a dark age. Every life is a valuable asset of the empire. Too many people have sacrificed in it before, and their sacrifices have not been in vain, so this is enough. It is up to us to end all this farce. ”

Mikael hesitated for a moment, knowing that there was no point in arguing with Guilliman, “As you said, my lord, but I swear that I will fulfill my obligation and wield the blade for you on behalf of others.”

“I am sincerely honored, son, go and help other friends.” Guilliman smiled at him and patted his shoulder. Mikael nodded slightly and then walked away. Guilliman watched. He followed him in the direction of Lancelot.

A moment later, Vitor walked over with his arms folded. He stood beside Guilliman and was beaten by the cold wind without a helmet. “Eva brought the news, Macragge’s farce is over.” Congratulations, Ultramar is now officially in the arms of the Empire and under your and my rule.”

“You and I?”

“You, I know, but can’t you just make a joke? I’ve been busy for a long time, can’t you give me an honor?” Vito smiled jokingly. Guilliman looked at him and was silent for a moment, with a flash in his eyes. After some doubts, I finally chose to laugh.

“Where are Calgar and the others?”

“After a night of commotion, he took the company commanders to the temple after dawn, intending to hold a mass for you there. Eva told them the truth in front of the coffin.”

“I guess Calga is pissed.”

“More than that, they almost killed my girl on the spot. Fortunately, I wasn’t there. You can go deal with the funeral with them afterwards. I don’t want to face a group of angry Space Marines.”

“So you caused a big mess, then ran away after pretending to be cool? Well, after all, it’s you, I will handle it.” Guilliman said, looking at the closed door, with the wind and snow forming on it. Covered with layers of frost, the icicles solidified and hung upside down on the door frame, sharp as spears.

“After the farce here is over, we should go find him. He has been carrying out this bigger farce for long enough.”

“Mortarion, did you see him again? After the rebellion began.”

“No, no, the last time I saw him was at the Nicaea meeting.”

“Then have you ever thought about what he has become now? What they are like now.”

Guilliman did not answer. He looked straight ahead and was silent for a moment before putting on his helmet. “Let’s go, the door is open.”

The door did open. Lancelot stood up and threw down a handful of wires. The three little ones next to the door looked at the huge door that opened with a bang.

Guilliman walked over. Vito looked at his back in silence for a moment and then followed him with his sword drawn. Guilliman took the lead and stepped into the area behind the opened door. Several others followed in with guns in hand. , their gun-mounted flashlights illuminated the past in the dark space, illuminating the empty deck and the scattered cargo piled here.

Guilliman looked around the empty space. The spotlight on his helmet shone from the dome. There were no fungi or plant communities here, only a dead concrete and walls. There was no one, dead or alive. Only the cold wind was dancing in the empty space.

“Captain Cole, please transfer the structural diagram to us.” Mikael said, but before he finished speaking, Guilliman had already started walking.

“No need, I remember all the structures here, I’ll lead the team.”

“Wow, he has a good memory.” Ragnar shrugged with his gun and followed. Olaf was the last one to come in from outside the door. Then, he raised his hand and released psychic lightning from his eyes, and slammed the door shut in the blink of an eye.

“Nothing here can leave.” The old wolf turned around and explained to the few people. Guilliman nodded with satisfaction, then turned around and led the team into the depths of the experimental facility.

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The dripping water flowed down from the broken pipe, dripping on the ground, and echoing in the small pool of water. In this dead environment, the sound became as loud as a bombing on the track.

The heavy footsteps of the power armor also echoed in the corridor. The footsteps of six pairs of power armor walking on the steel ground soon became the loudest sound here.

Guilliman’s eyes looked at the corridor in front from behind his helmet. The bright spotlights on both sides of his helmet illuminated the front, illuminating the figures of Mikael and Lancelot. They held grenade guns and walked at the front of the team to clear the way.

Ragnar was holding a chain saw axe in the back. He used the light on his gun to shine through a door on one side of the corridor, illuminating the overturned tables, broken glass and solution on the ground. All large culture tanks were broken, and the liquid in them flowed all over the ground.

“Oh, damn, there was a party in this place before.”

“A big party.” Vito said as he walked past, glancing at the bullet marks on the wall, which were the burn marks of the laser gun. He walked forward to Guilliman’s side and walked sideways with him in the center of the team.

“You didn’t come here just for the research data here, right? I know you need to pretend to be a little majestic for them, but tell me the truth.”

Vito’s voice sounded in the confidential channel between the Emperor’s armor and the armor of fate. Their voices were completely inaudible to others.

Guilliman glanced at him, and after a moment of silence, he looked forward. Several nutrient tanks on carts came into view. Several cows were soaked in them, and some of them had chickens in them. They were floating in the solution and tied together by several ropes.

“Motarion is challenging me.”

“He always likes to challenge others. It was like this back then. This kid, it seems that he has not changed after so many years in the warp.” Vito shrugged.

“And you know me.”

“You won’t refuse any challenge?”

“I won’t lose.”

Guilliman quickened his pace. He walked very quickly, with some irritation and obsession on his face. Vito stopped, “Robert, is this your pride or persistence? Why do you have to accept his challenge? You know it’s a trap.”

“It’s not my pride that drives me, Vito. Since that parade, I’ve never had those emotions again after I wore that crown. No, I’m here because Mortarion is challenging my authority. If I can’t even solve this kind of provocation, how can I continue to rule the empire? Not to mention letting Lion, that arrogant guy, listen to me.”

“You know he won’t listen to you anyway, right?” Vito laughed jokingly.

“At least listen to one or two words. Other brothers will be back soon, right? You know them. I have to do something to prove myself so that they are willing to talk to me. This empire is already in chaos. I don’t want them to come back to laugh at me.”

“Especially Dorne?”

“Especially Dorne.”

Vito laughed and nodded with his hands folded. Guilliman turned around and continued walking. “So, what did you talk to him about? At the Golden Throne, I tried to ask the Guards, but they said no one heard it, only you and him knew.”

Vito’s smile froze, his expression suddenly turned cold, Vito took a deep breath and walked away, “What did you talk to him about? Where.”

“He asked me to do what I should do and exercise the power of the regency of the empire on his behalf.”

“That’s it?”

“No, his original words That’s not the case, but I’m afraid you’ll be angry. “

“Go ahead, I have a good temper. If I had a bad temper, I wouldn’t be able to do this job for so long.”

“He said you messed up. He let you serve as the regent of the Empire for so many years, but you still can’t understand his ideas. He thought you understood, but he was disappointed.”

“So he asked you to succeed me? How interesting.” Vito smiled, and Guilliman looked at him, “You’re not angry at all? He completely denied your efforts for ten thousand years.”

“Robert, he can’t deny it. The Empire is still floating in the universe, his broken stool is still on Terra, and the Star Torch is still burning. Where can you go to see him? Whether he wants to or not, he can’t deny my business. What he is dissatisfied with is the conflict between me and my ideas, the dispute over the route.”

“The dispute over the route? Is this why you had a fight somewhere?”

“There was also a fight, but yes.”

“What kind of dispute is it? He tried to hint at me, but he didn’t want to say it clearly. Damn it, you know, he’s still the same slurred ghost.”

“You’ll know, when the time is right, but not here, not today, this is not a good place to talk about life.”

Vito said and stopped. He used the light on the power claw to shine a mark on the wall, bullet holes, or more accurately, densely packed bullet holes.

Guilliman walked out from behind the door. He looked around and found that it was a huge warehouse-like structure. The rolling shutters were in tatters on both sides. The pillars and walls stretched towards both sides, but they were all covered with Bullet holes.

Guilliman raised his head, and Mikael’s flashlight shone up, illuminating the scars on the entire door frame wall. Captain Mikael opened his eyes wide and sighed, “Emperor.”

“It’s like there was a war here. Look at the shell casings here.” Lancelot kicked the shell casings all over the ground. They were everywhere, and there were also a few shelled recoilless cannon shells. Damn, they had artillery in the building? Unless they are seeking death, otherwise they will die even if they don’t do this, and it will be even worse.

“Boom, Bell was here before.”

Olaf pulled out a twisted warhead from the wall, and handed it to Vito, who took it and looked at it, “MK4 standard explosive bomb, yes, he has been here.”

“But what about their people? I mean, there was a big battle here, and there’s not even a body here.”

“Astonishing indeed, Brother Lancelot.”

“At least they left something to eat, boy. I haven’t eaten all day.” Ragnar picked up a tinfoil-wrapped burrito from the edge of an overturned iron table. At this time, his arm touched the cup on the side, and it fell down.

“Ragnar, don’t pick up and eat random things. Be careful of poisonous things. Damn it.”

Vito stopped as he spoke. Guilliman and others turned their heads in surprise. Vito slowly raised his arm and shined towards the end of the warehouse space. The light illuminated countless densely twisted human bodies. , they stood together deformed, groaning in the darkness and looking over.

Some of them held guns with hands that were pierced and torn by vines, and turned around with their heads hanging from their necks. Among them, there was an Astartes with a split mouth. After several seconds, the armor was torn, and countless vines crawled out from the gaps. He laughed, grinning ferociously.

Soon, the whole crowd laughed, and the whole space laughed. Mikael picked up the bolt gun and used his flashlight to illuminate the other side of the hall. There was also a dense black crowd, and they staggered over. , laughing wildly with his body twisted.

“Ragnar, do you still want to eat?”

“No.”

The wild wolf threw away the burrito, fired the chain saw, and faced the sea of ​​laughter that was coming thickly.