Chapter 188 Confirmation of Identity and Command Authority

Let’s put aside Aidan and Jules’ reactions for now.

But Calvin, who was billions of kilometers away, was surrounded by several Astartes warriors as Jules said.

However, it was different from Jules’s fear of being surrounded.

At this time, Calvin was sitting among several friendly Astartes wearing a variety of power armors from Mark IV to Mark VII.

He was now sitting by a warm campfire, listening to the stories of these warriors from different battle groups.

“We came the earliest... About fifty years ago, we responded to the call of the Anti-foreign Order and participated in the battle here. After the last airborne landing thirty years ago, we lost contact with the mothership.”

An Astartes warrior with a bone-white shoulder armor and a flame skull on it said.

Calvin did not deduce his bloodline from the marks on his body, but from the iconic pale blue on his scarred power armor and the golden wings on his chest, he knew that he was a descendant of Guilliman.

"The name of your regiment?" he asked the warrior gently.

Under the firelight, he was still dressed in white, but even when he was sitting, he was much taller than the people around him, which earned him a lot of respect from passers-by, and also made the eyes of these Astartes wander more.

"Angel of the Dead." The Astartes warrior said in a deep voice.

"Where is the home planet?" He asked in a calm tone.

"... Still on the base ship."

Calvin nodded slightly after understanding, and then turned his eyes to the next warrior. There are only two meanings of the base ship:

First, those war groups with deep roots but special missions. They took the initiative to give up their home planets with favorable conditions and spent their entire service career on expeditions, so as to better contribute value to the Emperor.

Second, this is the kind of war group in front of us, which is not a new war group nor a special mission. They were simply established too late, and without the care of special policies, they are still looking for a planet to take them in.

"What about you? Excellent Twilight Stalker, where are you from?"

Calvin looked at another Astartes warrior in gray and black, staring at the extra buffer device in the gap of his power armor thoughtfully.

After hearing Calvin's words, the latter turned his head and looked at Calvin for a long time, and then answered with a seemingly unfamiliar accent:

"My name is Valk. A little later than them, from the Slander Warband."

Oh, a descendant of Corax, no wonder he is not good at speaking...

Calvin thought so in his heart, nodded to him, and then looked across Taros opposite to the farthest place from the fire.

It was the darkest there, not suitable for warming the fire, but it was the best place to observe Calvin's location.

On a stool made of a tree stump in the corner, a lady in a black robe was looking at Calvin unscrupulously with a scrutinizing and hostile look.

The battle robe on her body had not been washed for a long time, and there was dust on the black cover, and the white lining had been smoked yellow by the war.

The bolter on her belt was well-maintained, while the chainsaw sword at her feet was covered in blood.

Compared with these unkempt details, the white cross medal on her chest was the most conspicuous.

This medal was obviously treated specially, and it still shone and maintained its original brilliance under the careful care of its owner.

Perhaps feeling offended, Calvin met the eyes of this clearly hostile lady and said with a hint of playfulness:

"Oh, Lady of Courageous Heart, Honorable Sister of Battle, Supreme Armed Forces of the Imperial Church, the Emperor's..."

"Daughter!"

Before Calvin could finish, the lady interrupted him directly. Then, furiously, in front of everyone's eyes before they could react, he raised the bolter at hand, opened the safety and aimed at Calvin and said:

"Compared to us, I think it is more necessary for you to explain your origins! For someone like you who is unarmed and appears so freely in the Chaos war zone, it is the greatest mercy of the Emperor that I did not immediately announce your death sentence!"

"The Emperor bless you!" Talos covered his head, as if he could already see the end of this overly straightforward battle sister.

The guy in front of him is a real man who can tear apart ceramic steel with his hands, wipe out the Astartes at the level of a squad, slash the demon with his sword, and burn the projection of Khorne to ashes!

The most important thing is his identity! Since the battlefield came all the way here, Talos has been separated from the focus of the battle.

He has regained most of his sanity, looking at Calvin's body and the familiar smell on him, he has a vague premonition of Calvin's identity.

He did not dare to accept this fact alone, so he took Calvin back to the outpost impatiently.

And it was only until just now that the Astartes of different origins confirmed Calvin's feelings in each other's silent eyes...

But he waited for a long time and still didn't hear any sound.

Until he couldn't help but put his hand down, he saw Calvin still sitting steadily in his seat, with a smile on his face.

And the nun continued to point at him with her eyes wide open.

"Stop!" He quickly stood up and stood between the two of them to block the "provocation" of the fighting nun, then turned to look at Calvin and asked for his forgiveness.

Yes, anyone who has seen Calvin's battle knows that this weapon is only a provocation to him...

"My name is Calvin, a high-ranking Grey Knight of the Holy Hammer Convent." Calvin explained his origins to the people present.

But the battle sister was obviously enraged. Calvin's previous words touched some taboos of hers, which made her still insist on Calvin:

"Evidence! Can't produce evidence! Your words are still powerless!"

"Evidence?" Calvin smiled bitterly and shook his head:

What he feared came true. All his clothes were left in the center of the Gemini star, but he couldn't take them away. It was really difficult for him to produce a token at this time and place.

Got it! Calvin's eyes turned and he thought of something.

He said to the still angry lady: "There is no token, but there is testimony! According to the internal data of the Holy Hammer Convent, in the incident of Supreme Lord Vandir, you fired at the envoys of the Imperial Guards before entering the palace..."

"Stop! I recognize your identity!"

In the eyes of the Astartes, the battle sister stopped Calvin at the speed of light. To prevent the further leakage of the order's information, thus causing more losses.

These secrets of the past were known only to the defenders inside the royal city, except for themselves.

Among the many forces in the royal city, only the Grey Knights could enter and exit freely, except for the Royal Guards.

The man in front of him was recognized by Talos, and he could tell all about this past. Then his identity was already confirmed.

As for the rest, it was too extravagant for these people who were behind enemy lines and in danger of losing their lives.

She had believed the identity of the man in front of her and decided to include him in the subsequent combat cooperation sequence.

But as a mortal, she was still different from Astartes.

She was destined not to participate in these groups that once occupied the core power of the empire, and she had no way of understanding their culture and the secrets in them.

The battle sister, who had just woken up from her anger, thought she just had one more comrade-in-arms.

But what she didn't and couldn't perceive was that since Calvin entered this outpost, the atmosphere here had changed.

The conversation by the campfire just now was more of a confirmation of identity than a self-introduction of Calvin's arrival.

All the Astartes here had silently handed over the decision-making power of command before she had noticed it at all.

In her surprised eyes, Calvin stood up.

He had no temptation or self-consciousness of a newcomer, but directly said to everyone present in the tone of a master:

"So from now on, there is only one thing we have to do. Do everything possible to find a way to communicate across the star zone, and then inform the star zone government of our existence!"

Then in her even more surprised eyes, these Astartes warriors who were extremely arrogant and did not belong to each other in the past, now stood up tacitly and responded to Calvin's order with a loud voice:

"God Emperor bless you! We obey your will!"

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