Chapter 451 Rebirth From the Ashes:

The magnificent transport ship roared past the hanging window. Although it was sailing in the vacuum of the universe, its huge propeller still made a violent vibration when it flew past the window, causing the hard tempered glass to tremble in front of it.

The bright firelight illuminated the golden epaulettes, and the Imperial Sky Eagle logo on its shoulders shone brightly. It was the logo of the navy, a winged eagle holding an anchor in its claws. Below the brief was a blue navy uniform, which was attached to its wearer.

On the other side of the battleship corridor, there was another glass, which was a hanging window looking into the interior of the ship. The firelight from the transport ship's propeller behind him illuminated it, reflecting Cole's face.

He stood behind the inclined glass of the corridor and looked at the busy deck below, which was full of transport planes parked below. They were arranged around the entire deck, constantly taking off and landing to and from the inside and outside of the ship, unloading a large amount of cargo, so that the entire deck was filled with a large amount of cargo.

The mechanical servants were busy carrying things on the entire deck, and the automatic transport vehicles shuttled between the fighter planes. Piles of materials were classified and placed on the entire deck. After being classified by the mechanical priests, they were handed over to the corresponding transport teams for transportation. As a result, the entire deck was busy, and there was a noise under Cole's feet.

"Wow, it looks like there are quite a lot of things." A person suddenly appeared silently behind Cole, and the black windbreaker he was wearing was also reflected on the glass. The Inquisition hanging on his chest and the Imperial Sky Eagle emblem flickered beside Cole's reflection.

Cole glanced at the reflection on the glass, and he frowned at the man's face, "Vito? Where did you go before?" "A secret, my old friend, if I were you, I wouldn't ask about things that are called secrets."

Vito stood behind Cole with one hand on his waist, standing side by side with the captain. The latter looked at him in silence for a moment and sighed softly, then looked at the unloading deck below.

"No, it's far from enough. This supply can barely sustain your ship, let alone the entire fleet."

"Hmph, it seems that the oil man here is not very cooperative."

He looked down at the forging world below through the window on the other side. There were many light spots flashing on its surface. It was a sign that the workshops of the entire planet were running at full capacity. Thick smoke rose to the sky and filled the atmosphere of the entire planet.

"I guess, it's definitely not because they don't have it, right?"

"Yes, the reason is that you screwed them over, and now the oil guy is angry."

Cole turned his head to look at him, who was standing in front of the window with his arms folded and laughing. Cole looked at the guy in front of the window, "You asked Ragnar and the others to deliberately open a hole in the battle line, exposing the location of the Forge World, attracting the Tyranids to pour in from there and bypass the other defended planets directly and rush here."

"This caused heavy losses to the entire Forge World, Vito, so yes, the oil guy is furious now. If it weren't for your ship, they would have opened fire on us long ago."

"This planet is still there, which means I was right at the time, right?" Vito smiled in front of the window, he folded his arms and looked at the planet below and shrugged.

"This is the richest area in the Obscure Sector. The Forge World of the Mechanicus is also quite rich. They have enough exploration and war fleets, and a large fleet that is enough to resist a post-Initiative Hive Fleet, but they just don't want to send it out."

"These guys are counting on us to clean up their mess. They don't want to send troops to let us deal with the Zerg, and they use all kinds of reasons to perfunctory my conscription order. So, let someone more convincing come to them."

"So, you let the entire remaining Zerg Hive Fleet in and force the Mechanicus to send troops to protect themselves?"

"It's very useful, isn't it? It's much more useful than our orders." Vito smiled and scratched his nose. His cunning smile made him look like a Tzeentch believer who had succeeded in his plan.

Cole snorted and laughed. He put one hand on his waist and looked down at the Forge World with Vito, watching the transport fleets going back and forth in its orbit. "You are really mean."

"At least this way, we can save troops to defend the hive world and more important places like agricultural planets, right?"

"Indeed, but there is also a small problem. The Mechanicus is furious and refuses to provide us with sufficient supplies. What should we do now?"

"Is this the only trouble?"

"For the time being."

"Very good, I will give them an offer they can't refuse." Vito said and turned to the far end of the corridor. Cole looked at his back and laughed and followed him.

The two quickly passed through the sightseeing corridor on the top of the Emperor's Dream, walked through the long marble hall, flanks and various winding corridors under the shining starlight, and finally came to the throne room on the top of the battleship, in the magnificent temple.

Under the protection of two huge angel statues outside the window, Vito walked into the throne room and fell into the silver throne. He sat on the throne with one leg raised, holding his belly with both hands and slightly raised his head to the technical priest beside him, "Connect the communication with the general of the Forge World and tell him that the marshal himself summoned him."

"Just send it like this, no need to beautify it."

The technical priest nodded, he turned around and began to operate the instrument in front of him. There were more technical priests in red robes around him, and they all started working.

Cole walked to the side of the throne. He stood beside the silver throne with his hands behind his back. Together with Vito, he and Vito looked at the holographic communication interface that gradually appeared in front of them. The picture was composed of a holographic projection device high up, with light bands on it. The manifestations gathered quickly and quickly stabilized under the control of the surrounding priests.

On the square holographic interface, a rotating mechanical skull appeared. The thing occupied the place for a while before flashing into a figure, wearing a red robe, with dark green mechanical eyes flashing under the towering hat. Where did the members of the Cult of Mechanicus appear.

Vito looked at him leaning on the throne, with his hands on his belly and a smile on his face, "Forging General, you asked us to wait for a while, what happened?"

"I'm sorry, Marshal. I am dealing with serious losses in the forging world. I am ordering various factories to complete manufacturing tasks to repair the losses."

"It sounds like the situation is very bad. Is it so bad that you can't even provide supplies to my fleet?" "I'm afraid so, Marshal. The Forge World has suffered heavy losses. We are unable to provide supplies for you. Please forgive me."

Vito snorted softly. He raised one leg in front of him and put his hands on the knee. "Oh? Really, but I saw that the surface of the planet was still brightly lit, and molten iron was still flowing between the hives and factories. The black smoke went straight into the sky, maybe I was hallucinating? What I saw was an intact forging world."

General Foundry looked at Vito here, his eyes turned half a circle in front of him, a dim light flickered on the mechanical eyeball, he clenched the sage's scepter in his hand, "Excuse me, Marshal, our defense The fleet was completely lost in the previous battle, and the forging world lacks the ability to protect itself. Therefore, according to the program's priority, priority is given to restoring the safety of the planet to ensure the continuation of production. "

"Forge Worlds, must continue to produce in order to pay tithes to the Empire. Without a defensive fleet, the Forge World is in danger and production is hindered."

Vito leaned on the throne and smiled silently. He raised a hand and raised it on the armrest. "I don't think so, General, because we are here and my fleet will provide you with security."

The moment Vito said these words, Cole felt a trace of obvious anger from the Forge General's almost completely mechanized face, and cold anger rose from the surface of the steel.

The general was silent for a while, and the parameters kept rolling in his eyeballs. It seemed that the emotion suppression program he was equipped with had worked, suppressing the anger and replacing it with more rational personality parameters.

"I am extremely honored by your "safety" guarantee. However, according to our teachings, as a servant of the God of All Machines, I also need to undertake the mission of exploring unknown technology. This means that several exploration fleets and related Guarding the ship, the path to knowledge cannot be interrupted.”

Cole frowned. He stared at the Foundry General in front of him and put his hands behind his back. "Are you putting the interests of the Mechanicus before the Emperor's empire? General Forge."

The Foundry General remained unmoved in the face of the rebuke. He glanced coldly at Captain Cole, his dark green mechanical eyes flashing with strips of light, and the Foundry General's cold voice came out through the speaker on his shoulder.

"Your argument is wrong. According to the "Olympian Accords", the Mechanicum is only an alliance with the Empire, not a subordinate. Therefore, it is logical to put the interests of the Ohm Messiah first. The Empire, according to the procedures, takes precedence. The level is after that.”

"You!" Cole stepped forward angrily and raised his fingers, but Vito suddenly raised his hand to stop him. He sat in the throne and placed his hands calmly on his knees, still calm and unbroken.

"If I remember correctly, sage, according to your teachings, exploring and mastering unknown knowledge is the ultimate goal, right?" "Conclusion, correct."

"Then, why don't you send your fleet to join me?" Vito said quietly, Cole glanced at him in surprise, and the priest fell silent for a while, his eyes flashing rapidly. Parametric blip, "Logic, begging for explanation."

"Look, you want to explore unknown knowledge, and I want to launch a great expedition. There is no conflict between the two and they even have the same goal. Those unknown STC templates are often in remote galaxies, and that is my goal. I lay down the planet. You dig up the intellectual heritage, I win, and you win too.”

Vito raised his arms and spread them in front of him. He leaned on the throne with a smile on his face. "And from a probability perspective, shouldn't the safety factor be higher if the expeditionary force escorts your exploration fleet?"

"I have many Astartes, Imperial Navy and Astra Militarum under my command. You do not need to send fleets and skitarii to conquer the planet. My expedition fleet can complete the task more efficiently and serve as the escort for technological excavations. In order to Let us continue to fight and better protect the safety of the exploration fleet."

"More importantly, the safety of the stc template. You don't need to pay any extra price to obtain the stc template. Shouldn't we provide us with enough supplies for this? For you and for the Omi Messiah."

Vito had a sly smile on his face. He leaned on the throne and looked at the priest like a king, "Join my expedition, and all the new STC templates discovered on the unknown planet will belong to you. Anyway, I'm so good. Let’s leave it to the Mechanicum for research and production first, right?”

Vito said as he slightly raised his body, resting his hands on the armrests and leaning close to the face of the Forge General, "The only difference is whether it is the Forge World that is handed over to you or others. Aren't there many people on this road of exploration?"

"I think other Forge Worlds nearby might be more interested? Should I ask them?" Vito said with a smile, and Cole glanced at the corner of his mouth and smiled. This guy is using the competition between the Mechanicus for technological achievements to make the suspicion and confrontation within the Mechanicus work for himself.

He is still so cunning, or good at weighing the pros and cons. Vito will not force you, will not force you to join him, but he will make you a condition, a condition that you cannot refuse.

"Should I contact other sages and Forge Generals now?" Vito raised his finger to signal the technical priest next to him, who nodded tacitly, and called up the star language communications of several other Forge Worlds in the star zone, and projected them specifically on the big screen.

The priest on the communication screen saw the communication. He lowered his head and nodded to Vito without much silence. "Your logic is rigorous and correct. After calculation, I accept your suggestion. The replenishment of supplies will be delivered within a few days."

"Happy cooperation." Vito smiled and leaned back into the throne. He leaned back on the backrest and waved his hand like a king receiving his subjects. Now, the Casting General, who was still in an "independent status" just now, had a request from Vito and became his new subordinate.

"Go down, General, praise the Messiah of Ohm and the Emperor."

"Praise you too, Marshal."

The Casting General disappeared from the screen. Cole laughed and glanced at Vito who stood up. He moved his arms. "You are really good, you cunning guy."

"Thank you. If there is nothing else, I will go back first. I have a long date tonight."

"Humph, good luck to you."

Vito walked down the throne and turned to the passage in the distance. Cole laughed at his back and then looked at the priest beside him.

"Notify Anna to prepare to receive supplies."

It is too difficult to come up with a title. How about we not have a title in the future (bushi)

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