Chapter 502: Save the Elephant Project New Helmet Old Debt
Four hours later, Black Shield on the Desperate Watch had boarded the warship and completed the preparations before departure; the huge Silver Dawn, as the flagship of the fleet, was also busy with communications and dispatching, connecting Taros's battle barge to the fleet's command system.
Tibers and Constantine, who had returned from the deck, repeatedly carried out the final inspection before sailing on the bridge, while in the upper space of the Silver Dawn, little Calvin was still busy receiving command authority in all directions.
The fleet finally completed its preparations and disappeared into the vast galaxy in the tail flames of the plasma engine.
And when the alarm on the battle barge stopped, Taros, who had been staying on the bridge, was finally able to get out of the way and greet the uninvited guest who occupied his officer's dormitory.
Lava Blood, a warship that revealed mediocrity from its name.
And this is indeed the case. From the moment he boarded the warship, Calvin could sense the old and unconcealable atmosphere of the warship from the corners of every corridor he passed.
Note that it is old, not ancient.
Although the latter also means a long service time, at least it has perfect maintenance and repairs. Even those ancient warships, if lucky enough, will be blessed by the Emperor due to the importance of certain battles.
But this warship is obviously not. It can be converted into a battle barge only because of a compromise made by a war group with explosive industrial capacity in a certain war when it lacked warships.
After the war, the warship was immediately abandoned and eventually fell into the hands of the Inquisition.
Despite the twists and turns and being in tatters, when the warship was assigned to Taros, he still loved it.
For no other reason, because although the appearance of this warship is shabby and the state is worrying, due to the special ability of its original owner, its keel, armor materials and structure are far stronger than the same-level warships.
And for the Deathwatch, which tends to be on the ground battlefield, this can already meet most of the usage scenarios.
"My Lord." Above the engine room of the battle barge, the deliberate sound of steel boots hitting the ground sounded at the same time as the greeting. Calvin looked up from the small cabin and saw the Moon Wolf standing at the door.
"Sorry, my conditions here are limited..." Talos said awkwardly.
This cabin is already the best room in the battleship, but in front of a Primarch, he felt the simplicity and crampedness of this cabin more than ever before.
"It doesn't matter. Compared with these material enjoyments, we always care more about the swords in our hands and the direction of the enemy. Isn't it?"
"As you said." Talos nodded in agreement, and Calvin also turned the topic to another place.
"How is the replacement? Are your soldiers adapted to the new power armor? I know that there are no major changes in the third and fourth generation products of the MK series, but you are the users. If the specific equipment situation affects the tactical level, please communicate with me in time."
"Thank you for your generosity." Talos replied.
He touched the brand new armor on his body, a little worried about the new armor, but more of it was the love of the soldiers for weapons and armor.
"The armor-bomb test is already underway, and the soldiers are also experiencing the strength of the armor in various parts, and the changes brought about by the shape changes.
The data and materials you attached to this batch of power armor are very useful. My brothers are reading the instructions for use and adapting to the tactical changes brought about by the new power armor."
"Oh? That's good." A trace of doubt flashed in Calvin's eyes, but then he thought that this was probably Constantine's work again.
MKⅣ power armor has long been popular in the Empire's Astartes Chapter, and there are already mature data on the problems that may be encountered when replacing it with the previous generation MKⅢ.
These data are undoubtedly inaccessible to people like Taros who have left the Imperial system, but for the Inquisition and the Omen Order, this is a "little secret" in the database that only requires a little permission to obtain.
With these accurate parameters and experience summaries, the accessory supplement and modification work of these power armors is no longer something that only the Mechanicus can do.
In extreme cases, as long as there are basic equipment, even technical sergeants can complete the manufacture and replenishment of minor accessories.
"Well, the brothers in the infiltration unit like it very much." Talos raised his foot and showed Calvin the black edges between the power armor parts.
He seemed to accidentally say some of his speculations during this chat:
"These additional processes have reduced the noise of the power armor in action by almost half. If it is combined with professional usage skills, it is simply too suitable for the tactical needs of infiltration operations!"
"Oh, that's right." Calvin didn't know Talos's little thoughts, but some things were already in his plan.
Since the other party has agreed to his call, the existence of the Krieg Warband Alliance is naturally not a secret.
At this time, Talos said this, and Calvin naturally took the opportunity to bring up his arrangements:
"Do you know the Abusers Warband?"
"I don't know." Talos replied, but from the characteristics of this batch of armor, he could roughly guess where the other party came from.
"A branch of the Raven Guard." Calvin raised his head and looked at Talos. While observing the latter's reaction, he seemed to accidentally say the relationship between them:
"They are fighting for me, and the equipment you are wearing was originally planned to be a supplement to them."
"The descendants of Lord Corax? Which group?" Talos asked with a serious face, but felt relieved in his heart.
In the early days of the Great Crusade, when the original bodies were recovered one by one, the Luna Wolves served as the teaching troops for the creation of some legions, and the Raven Guard happened to be one of them.
But at that time, the Sons of Horus adhered to the idea of absolute suppression of the Grand Legion's deep strikes. Although they were aware of the infiltration characteristics of the Raven Guard, they did not elevate it to the tactical level.
Therefore, the early Raven Guards almost served as decapitation strikes and decoys. Before the return of Corax himself, the tactical status of the Raven Guards, even the White Scars who were split into various legions to serve as reconnaissance troops, were somewhat different. Not as good as.
Although part of this situation is really for tactical reasons, it is undeniable that there is also a reason why Corax himself, the Lord of the Crows, is the last to return.
With the return of the Lord of the Crows, this situation was naturally noticed by the Lord of the Crows who was preparing to assemble the legion.
The angry Corax found Horus and had a fierce quarrel. Then, regardless of the views of Horus, who was the commander-in-chief of the front line at the time, he ordered the withdrawal of all Raven Guards.
The relationship between the two legions in the Great Crusade era left a deep rift between the two due to the contradiction between the original bodies. As the party that used excessive force, the Sons of Horus were also naturally morally inconsistent. I owe something to the Ravens.
All gone, there is no longer the Sixteenth Legion in the Empire today. Horus has disappeared forever with his rebellion against the Emperor. Corax, the Lord of the Ravens, has also disappeared into the depths of the Eye of Terror. at.
As a member of the Legion back then, Talos had to confirm whether he could maintain relatively smooth communication with a group of Raven's Sons affiliated with Calvin.
Talos was lucky because his battle group (battle group) had always been the main force in frontal advancement among the legions that year.
Although the fighting conditions have always been extremely harsh and the enemies he faced were terrifying, as the absolute main force that would only be deployed during the climax of the war, he and his brothers did not owe anything morally to the Dark Crowes." debt".
"It's not a founding group." Calvin glanced at Talos, obviously understanding the other party's focus.
But his answer did not go as Talos expected. The origin of the reviler was not stated in official Imperial documents, but it was no secret to the Inquisition.
"But their early members...were all survivors of the landing site operations."
"Your Majesty!" Talos exclaimed. He and his brother had been active on the fringes of the empire. The lack of information made their understanding of the situation in the empire still at the end of the Great Rebellion.
Although he did not personally participate in the massacre that took place on "Istvaan V", as both Astartes warriors had such long lives, Talos would never think that the hatred of the other party would fade over time. Interrupt.
"Hate..." Talos was a little distracted. The betrayal and killing of Istvan No. 5 was a burden that he could not bear no matter what.
He and his brothers separated from the Legion and became a black shield that could not be illuminated by the sun, because they saw too many things that disappointed them;
And the bloodline from the Wolf Shepherd God clearly told him that some things were destined to be responsibilities that he could not escape.
"How do you plan to use us?" Talos asked Calvin.
He and his brothers have lost too much, and now they are just trying to find a place for themselves while fulfilling their obligations as a warrior.
He didn't even object to the Heretic Tribunal's consumption of them, because the characteristic of Death Watch was that it didn't ask where they came from. Although it was still cold here, at least there was a basic recognition.
At least, there is a burial place;
At least, he won't fall into chaos due to being surrounded by darkness.
"Good question." Calvin was obviously prepared. He paused slightly and then asked Talos a question:
"I want to know what you think of Horus."
"You!" Talos subconsciously wanted to refute the other party's rudeness, but then he realized Calvin's identity.
His waist was tense for a moment, but then relaxed slumped.
"The Wolf Shepherd is dead." Talos replied in a low voice.
"He was already dead just after he was stabbed by the poisonous sword."
"You don't admit his rebellion?" Calvin pressed forward step by step.
"No, that is definitely not the Horus I know. It is just a corpse covered by a demon."
"...Understood." Calvin looked at the depressed Talos and asked again after thinking for a while:
"Then what do you think the meaning of the Legion is?"
"You're asking me? I'm just a soldier!" Talos raised his head and looked at Calvin in surprise, and then realized that the man in front of him was an equally qualified and capable soldier. Demigod of the Stat Legion.
The grief and depression in his brain were quickly defeated by fear. When he realized the true nature of the demigod who had always been close to him, he finally couldn't deceive or paralyze himself in his heart.
A Primarch, a Legion Lord, a descendant of the Emperor, a demigod walking in the world like his most beloved Wolf God.
And how could a person with so many glorious titles and powerful powers be a true friend to him?
Talos wanted to retreat. He even wanted to give up this opportunity to return to Despair Watch and honestly be a qualified cannon fodder.
Anyway, he was already like this. Would there be a worse situation than this?
But he didn't dare. Just like his previous experience of jumping back and forth on the edge of Chaos and the Empire, the fate of his brothers who trusted him behind him was the only reason to pull him out of the brink of complete collapse countless times.
He could die, but he couldn't die.
It was easy to die, but it was difficult to live...
"What do you want to ask?" Talos asked Calvin with trembling lips in an almost humble tone.
He didn't want to be involved in any conspiracy anymore. Monsters like the Primarch shouldn't exist in this world! If possible, he wanted to stay as far away from Calvin as possible!
"What I want to ask..." Calvin was particularly shocked at this moment, or rather, all of Taros's reactions were within his expectations.
An Astartes warrior who had experienced the rebellion and division of the Legion, and whose ideals and beliefs were crushed by the corruption of his own Primarch.
If it weren't for Taros's current sudden realization and confusion, it would have been an extremely abnormal thing.
Taros's reaction was normal, and he and his brothers were indeed within Calvin's acceptance.
In the principles of the Lord of the Grey Knights, these Astartes warriors who had not truly fallen into Chaos and had not caused damage to the Empire were still a part that could be accepted and fought for.
And if his first meeting with Taros was not in that desolate world, but in an administrative world of the Empire, then there would be no other possible ending for Taros, and it would only be the execution from the Primarch himself.
"What I want to ask is your opinion of the Legion." Calvin thought everything through and started the topic again.
"What I want to know is, what do you think would have happened to Horus, your genetic father, and his legion if he hadn't rebelled?"
"That's it?" Talos asked with a sneer.
He finally controlled his emotions, or rather, his emotions had collapsed, and Calvin's problem was what he had been struggling with for countless long nights in the past.
Although this assumption made him toss and turn in his dreams countless times, as time passed and his thinking continued, an increasingly clear answer came to him with unprecedented coldness and despair while making it impossible for him to deceive himself.
"Horus, no, it's the wolf god." Talos uttered the name with difficulty, and finally closed his eyes because he couldn't face the bloody facts:
"His rebellion is inevitable!"
Update. Two-in-one, asking for votes at the beginning of the month.