Chapter 123 Accidents and Loss of Control

Above Fedman 4, the porthole of the Heart of Honor, which was preparing for an orbital strike, had a wide view, and the cyclones in the entire orbit and atmosphere were clearly visible here.

Yellow-painted power armor appeared from the end of the empty corridor, passing by here in a synchronized pace, one after the other. These were two malicious warriors who were on their way to change shifts.

"How long will this mission take?" The Astartes warrior walking behind was the first to break the silence.

"Not long, the boss has his own plan and won't let the Inquisitor wait too long."

The warrior in front did not stop, and the magnetic boots under his feet made a strong impact with the steel floor.

But his indifferent voice still echoed clearly in the corridor after being amplified by the loudspeaker.

"Twelve hours of ultimatum, do we really have to wait so long?"

Asi Ata behind him obviously did not have much patience. Like his brothers, he was only interested in the plunder and killing brought by the battle.

"Patience is a virtue, especially for us! Since you know the flaws of our gene seed, don't indulge it outside of combat. If you can't control it, tell me and I'll kill you myself."

The malicious warrior in front stopped and looked back at the recruit behind him. In his eyes, the soldier with less than a hundred years of military service was no different from a baby.

His threat obviously worked. The warriors behind him didn't dare to show their irritability and impatience anymore, and could only direct their hatred towards their gene father:

"Damn guy! Why didn't the Butcher's Nail kill that guy! He should be hanged on the gate of Terra!"

"Be careful!" The old soldier in front finally didn't want to endure the endless complaints behind him, which seriously affected his appreciation of the scenery outside the porthole.

Just when he was about to turn around and teach the young recruit a lesson, a silver-gray cruiser outside the porthole caught his attention.

"That's... how did this group of greyhounds appear here?"

"What greyhounds?"

The recruits behind also looked in the direction of the former.

Through the eyepiece of Mark IV's helmet, he saw a silver strike cruiser with both the Inquisition and the Order of the Holy Hammer quietly approaching the airport and the Heart of Honor.

"Shut up! You idiot! Did you call Greyhound? If you let it slip one day, you'll be in big trouble!"

The veteran reached out and hit the recruit as a warning, but he didn't really want to punish him.

"See, this is the real thug of the Inquisition. With a formal organization! The kind that doesn't need to take an exam! Remember to stay away from them in the future, and don't ask around. These guys are very secretive. If you accidentally find out something, the whole company will suffer with you!"

"But brother, look! Its teleportation matrix is ​​lit!"

After receiving the physical education of the veteran, the recruit was obviously much more stable, but before he could show his stability, the shining psychic teleportation matrix on the opposite cruiser once again caused him to exclaim.

"How many times have I told you! Suppress your emotions! Wait! What did you say?!"

The old soldier, who habitually wanted to give the recruits a big fight full of brotherly love, froze his right hand in mid-air.

His neck, as stiff as a rusty bearing, turned back to the direction of the Soul Redeemer amid the recruits' exclamations.

What caught his eyes was the moment when the psychic transmission matrix on the Soul Redeemer was running at full power with the help of auxiliary devices all over the ship.

With his three hundred years of service experience, he could see at a glance that this strike cruiser, whose transmission equipment was deliberately strengthened, was sending troops in a certain direction with all its strength at a close distance of less than an astronomical unit!

Then the question is, where to send troops, and to whom?

His stiff neck turned back again with difficulty. After staring at the ignorant and ignorant recruits for a second, his hysterical voice rang out in the communication channel of the entire company:

"Enemy attack!!!"

Time went back to 15 minutes ago. After dealing with Rhine's body, Inquisitor Erlanti just remembered the Grey Knights.

He hurried to the holographic command room of the bridge and contacted the Grey Knights:

"In the name of the Inquisitor of the Demon Tribunal stationed in the Storm Star Region, I declare that your mission is over. Please leave here immediately!"

Jules on the other side of the screen ignored his request and asked him about the whereabouts of Inquisitor Rhine.

For insurance, they had left a life detection device on Rhine when he left.

And this time, in the headquarters of the Soul Redeemer, it had been 10 minutes since the last periodic signal from this device was received.

After three full cycles without receiving the signal, they had already made the worst estimate of Rhine's fate.

This inquiry was just the final confirmation of human efforts.

Erlanti's answer also made their hearts sink to the bottom again:

"Judge Rhine is ill and is resting. I thank you for your concern on his behalf."

"Okay, we will be ready to leave in half an hour." Jules' face did not move, but his hand outside the camera gently waved to Calvin outside the field.

The latter also understood Jules' intention and strode towards the transmission matrix.

There, a full 34 Grey Knights had entered a critical state under the long-term blessing of the choir, waiting for Calvin to activate the group will gain, so that they could complete the transmission to the other side in the next moment.

The communication here was still going on. Erlanti obviously wanted to continue a few superficial perfunctory and pleasantries under disguise, but his ship Heart of Honor did not allow him to do so.

The Heart of Honor floating in orbit suddenly started, lowered its altitude in advance, and entered the golden position for orbital strikes.

The entire side was facing the direction of Fedman 4 after the ship turned 90 degrees.

The ammunition loading group of the macro cannon began to enter the working state, and the three groups of light spears on the top of the Heart of Honor also began to enter the obvious charging state.

"What's going on! Who can tell me what's going on!"

Erlanti was surprised by everything that happened in front of him. He didn't understand why the ship entered a combat state when there were more than 11 hours before the ultimatum.

However, no one in the staff group under the command platform answered his question.

Yes, this group of people were not the crew of the Heart of Honor. They were originally transferred by the captain of the malicious warriors, Yutas, three days ago.

The reason was that the original crew and staff of the Heart of Honor did not have enough orbital strike experience.

They could use the mature personnel on their cruisers for joint exercises in batches.

But since when did the teaching group, which should have only one-third of the share, completely control the power of the entire ship?

Erlanti was stunned, or he had understood one thing. In this orbital strike, he had completely lost control of his subordinates.

Yule also understood the other party's current situation. If they were not there, the other party might only watch these malicious warriors cause the established fact of massacre on the surface of the planet.

He could not report it afterwards, because that would only expose his incompetence to all his colleagues.

So this time, the killing can only be claimed by our "glorious and resolute" demon judge Erlanti.

As for the malicious warriors, they just helped a little in the specific execution.

In the end, Inquisitor Erlanti will gain the honor of wiping out the rebels, while the malicious warriors can take advantage of the situation to reap all the wealth of the entire fortress monastery that originally belonged to the Goliath Legion.

This is the ultimate purpose of these malicious warriors who traveled thousands of miles to serve Erlanti like a cow and a horse.

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