Chapter 588 Supreme Adjutant

The battleship was wailing. When Vito first stepped into its interior, he heard the fragmented wail. It suffered unimaginable pain. The carrier-borne soul gradually calmed down in the madness, not because it calmed down, but because the fire of life had long been burned out.

The interior of the entire battleship showed signs of having suffered a heavy blow. The walls were broken, the ceiling fell, and the metal keel on the dome collapsed after breaking and fell to the ground, leaving a deep mark. Vito walked past the dead skeleton and passed through the broken hall.

The battleship docked with the Emperor's Light. The emergency repair formation had entered here, plus the fully armed mortal guards. The Astartes did not participate in the operation. This was not a non-military operation, but a cautious friendly contact.

Vito released his mind, his thoughts sank into the interior of the battleship. The God-given mechanical perception allowed him to feel the already dilapidated hull and the reactor inside it that was constantly heating up. It could explode at any time. In Vito's psychic eyes, it was like a supernova.

But he would not be afraid, because he knew it would not explode. This was a complicated problem, but he just knew it, so he did not interfere or tell Yeta that this was her mission, and he only needed to watch from behind.

They came to the depths of the battleship, and in its unique, diamond-shaped bridge, they met the captain of the battleship, a woman, she was tall and wore a navy blue uniform, but she didn't look like she was doing well, her hair was messy, and there were tired wrinkles on her face.

"Hello, I come to contact you on behalf of the Emperor's Light and the expedition command." Yeta made the first step in his statement in official language, explaining his identity and the purpose of his visit.

The captain responded politely, but he couldn't hide the dissatisfaction in his eyes. Vito could feel the offense she felt in her heart, "I am also honored. Thank you for your rescue. I need to meet the Supreme Marshal as soon as possible and report to him."

Vito noticed some strange fluctuations in her heart. She was dissatisfied with this and angry that it was Yeta who met her instead of himself. This was clearly visible under Vito's psychic vision.

Many people know that psychics can read people's hearts, but many people don't know that only a very small number of powerful psychics can do this. The names of those who could do it at first have long been buried in the yellow sand of history, but there are only a few who can do it now, not to mention those who can predict the future with incomparable accuracy.

In front of Vito, her thoughts were like a piece of transparent paper. It only took Vito a glance to know what kind of person she was and the dark secrets hidden under her conceit, but he decided to remain silent and let Yeta discover it himself.

"I'm afraid not. The marshal is very busy. Not everyone can see him. I have to test you and decide whether you are qualified to see him." Yeta responded, her words were full of calmness, indifference, and contempt. It was a skill she had learned in these days. Vito didn't know who she learned it from, but she was very lifelike, as if this little girl was a majestic queen.

The captain frowned, her dissatisfaction appeared on her face, "You? Who are you? You are just an envoy, delivering information. What qualifications do you have to decide whether I can see the marshal? I was saved by the emperor, and I will only be directly responsible to his marshal."

When she said that she was saved by the emperor, her words were full of pride, as well as a unique pride and arrogance like the chosen one. You can also find this feeling in many bishops of the state religion.

"It was us who saved you. It was our macro cannon that destroyed the greenskin warships, not the Emperor's lightning from the sky. And, because I am his adjutant, you must explain the situation to me first." Yetta looked particularly proud when she said this. She straightened her chest and revealed the unique badge on her shoulder. It was the emblem of the expeditionary force under Vito, just like during the Great Crusade, used to distinguish the identity relationship between different fleets.

Just as the emblem of Guilliman's fleet is a golden letter U, Sanguinius's is a pair of spread holy wings. Lion doesn't have his emblem yet, but I think he will have one too. Among them, Vito's emblem is particularly special. It is an imperial eagle. As we all know, the eagle is the emblem of the Emperor himself, and being qualified to use this emblem as an emblem indicates his status.

Yetta, on the other hand, showed the badge with great pride, as if it was a gift from heaven, and the holder was already extraordinary. This was true. Within the Empire, being called a marshal or following a marshal was an honor in itself, just like being able to follow the Primarch.

Many people would pay a price for this, just for the opportunity to follow, and they would be proud of it. Yetta was the same, and she showed her badge to show her unique identity.

The captain looked at the badge carefully, and then smiled, "You are just a major. Maybe you are very young and talented to be the adjutant of the marshal, or because of your..."

She didn't finish, but Vito could sense her inner thoughts. She wanted to say that the appearance was good, and although it was true that Yetta did inherit her mother's beauty, it was not a compliment here, in this context.

"I want to see the marshal, or your senior officer. I have something important to report. Only senior officers are qualified to receive this information." The captain said extremely arrogantly. She seemed extremely proud now, as if she was a natural choice. The sense of superiority made her feel elated, and she showed her military rank, major general.

"I only talk to officers who are higher than me, or at least at the same level, and you are not enough." Her words were full of contempt, and she looked around, maybe looking for the officer in her mouth, or maybe just expressing contempt.

But she didn't discover Vito's identity. He was wearing a pair of sunglasses and a very common black uniform, making him look more like Yeta's guard or her adjutant.

Vito's psychic power penetrated his thoughts into the surrounding space. He could sense the sense of arrogance, even more arrogant than many navy captains. Correspondingly, Yeta was very unhappy, but Suppressed the inner restlessness.

She showed that contemptuous smile and pointed to the captain's rank, "I don't think so? Maybe you are not such a person at all." "What do you mean?" "I think you may be a spy."

Vito showed a faint smile. Naturally, he could reveal his identity and make the captain obedient after expressing his attitude, but he would not, because he had already discovered some problems in it. He decided to see if Yeta had anything to do with him. Discover it yourself.

She learns to rely on herself instead of always working as the adjutant of the "Supreme Marshal". If she really wants to become a qualified captain and even a future leader, then she must learn to face some problems on her own.

Yeta smiled mockingly and raised her head, "I may be a major, but your military rank is not necessarily a major general. There are no wrinkles or scars on your face, and you don't wear any medals. From your skin Look, you are probably only in your thirties, right? If so, I will definitely know."

"But I don't know. I'm pretty sure I've seen all the Imperial Navy captain rosters. Your ship is a Lunar-class cruiser. There are only a few fleets of Lunar-class cruisers in the Tempest Galaxy, and I I am already familiar with them, but I don’t remember that there is a young female major general among them.”

The captain's expression stiffened, and she tried hard to stay calm, but the chaos in her heart could not be concealed from the spiritual level. Vito saw the chaotic reaction under her body.

"Besides, if you are really a naval captain, then you should know that a rear admiral cannot serve as the captain of a cruiser. At most, he is the deputy captain. And you have deleted all ship information. Naturally, You can certainly say that it was to prevent being captured from revealing the coordinates, but I also have good reasons to suspect that you are a spy, or worse, a deserter who killed the captain of this ship and got her clothes. "

Yeta had that cold smile and put her hands behind her back. I'm not sure if this was her own action or if she was deliberately imitating Vito, but she did a good job with her expression, and there was no pause between her words. There is no opportunity for the other party to refute, and they continue to attack until the other party's psychological defense is broken.

"Hmph, you want to report directly to the marshal and confirm your stolen identity? I'm sorry to disappoint you. Do you know how the Imperial Navy deals with such people?" She continued to ask, with a kind of The playful smile was unrelenting, and the female captain fell silent. Her arrogance and arrogance disappeared in an instant. She sighed silently, silently announcing her failure.

Yeta smiled, proudly accepted his victory, and mercilessly mocked this self-righteous guy, "I will consider not telling the marshal about your actions, nor will I report you to the Navy's Military Justice Department, if you can satisfy me If so, now, are you ready to tell me what happened?"

The captain nodded.

"Speak, unless you don't." Yeta continued reluctantly, "Yes, madam." "Madam? Am I that old?" "No, I'm sorry, it's Madam Major."

Yeta looked at Vito behind him with a joking smile, well, how should I put it, people around Vito, especially women, seem to have a common temperament, they have a common characteristic, that is, they are always ready It is clear that they are the leaders of this conversation.

In other words, when you stand in front of them, you have to figure out who is the queen and who is the subject.

"Before you tell me everything you know, give me your rank, private." She said the last two words with great force.