Chapter 68 Happiness in the Interval

Thought of the Day: “Those who don’t wear helmets are the protagonists…”

After leaving the heating tower at the entrance to the upper level of the hive, Calvin and others finally reached the upper level of the hive. The way up is not long.

Strictly speaking, the upper level and the top level of the hive capital are not two floors. They belong to the same structure as the laurel wreath on the upper level of the hive capital. The top level has always been the spire on the laurel wreath symbolizing authority and wealth on the top of this huge building. Embellished with gems.

The upper levels of the hive make up the Laurel itself.

In terms of internal architectural structure, there is no complete physical distinction between the upper floor and the top floor. The man-made checkpoints and palace gates and walls were only meant to reflect the power of the residence of the master of this huge city.

But complete isolation is never possible, because as the actual user of the entire superstructure, it is also a major component of the superstructure of the political building of the planetary capital.

The daily work content of these nobles who live in the upper floors all year round is to handle government affairs and sundries for their masters in the palace on the top floor of the hive city that have been reported by the lower-level managers.

Regardless of where they live or in the specific management organization at the administrative level of the galaxy, the upper-class residents have treatment and privileges that match their status.

Calvin and others quickly walked from the edge of the laurel to the top.

Although it cannot be seen directly, it can be said that the stench of chaos that permeates the perception of these psychics is already quite obvious.

The group of people was quietly moving towards the target according to the existing map information, and the communication signal with the orbiting strike cruiser, which had been interrupted due to the obstruction of numerous buildings, was also restored unknowingly.

The rear personnel above the orbit were also surprised to find that the life signal representing Calvin and his team appeared on the auspicious scan results of the Redeemer of the Souls again after losing information about the ground team for more than three hours.

They couldn't wait to send a communication request to Calvin, hoping to continue to provide all possible support from the orbital strike cruisers to these Gray Knights who were performing high-risk missions on the ground.

These supports include but are not limited to downloading the latest map information, more accurate psychic teleportation beacon instructions provided by the enhanced auspicious omen, and fixed-point strikes of orbital light lances or macrocannons that may be slightly delayed...

"The Revenant Redeemer has information access..." In Calvin's ear, on the separate communication equipment, the contact signal from the relevant orbit began to prompt. (Not wearing a helmet is a bad habit. There is data to prove that Astartes without a helmet on the battlefield...are they the protagonist...)

He did not stop, but turned around and glanced left and right at Gavins and Tariq, who immediately understood his intention through the mind channel.

The two of them silently accelerated through Calvin's position as Calvin's pace slowed down slightly, taking over from him as the spearhead of the entire team's advance.

The same was true for the following four Terminators. They accelerated from both sides in tacit agreement to protect the flanks and rear of Calvin, who was preparing to communicate with the strike cruiser above the orbit.

Including Gavins and Golden at the front of the team, the adjustment of the entire seven-person team's formation from 1-2-2-2 to -2-3-2 was completed in less than 5 steps.

Behind the six terminators are two interceptor teams, and behind them is another five-person terminator team led by Guard deputy captain Golden.

They also began to change from the original wedge shape to an inverted trapezoid shape that was more suitable for defense after receiving notifications from the thinking channel.

During the quiet march, your brother troops suddenly changed their marching formation and war preparation posture without any warning or signal, and your troops were still separated in the middle. How would you complete this adjustment within five steps? think?

(These grandsons of MUA are showing off their faces, right? Show off, right? Sooner or later, they will all be fucked by me!)

Well, the above ideas only belong to a writing servitor transformed by a mortal under the Titans, not to the great Gray Knights.

In short, the interceptors may have seen too much along the way and have become numb or for other reasons.

When the two arbiters saw such a change, after confirming that there was no enemy situation, their final reaction was just a collision of their gazes, without saying anything else.

"Call the Redeemer of the Dead. This is the ground execution team. I'm Calvin. Please call back."

"Call the ground execution team. This is the Revenant Redeemer. The contact signal is good. Our ship can provide you with support now."

"The ground team received it, the Revenant Redeemer. Please mark the specific location of the target for me."

"The Revenant Redeemer has received it. The target location has been confirmed and is now transmitting for you. Please go as soon as possible. The interference from the Psionic Choir ended half an hour ago. You don't have much time. If necessary, please provide our ship with Strike Beacon.”

"receive……"

Calvin tapped the communicator next to his ear to end the call. He glanced at the latest beacon position and then looked up at the tallest and most gorgeous tower among the many spiers in the hive city to confirm the details of the target.

Then he turned his head and said to the interceptor brothers behind him:

"That's where we're going, the auditorium on the top floor. Thinking about what we've seen along the way, I think there's a chance we'll meet someone there who can tell us the details of the whole story."

In such a situation, with the rich combat experience of the Grey Knights, it is not difficult to understand what Calvin meant.

His words are nothing more than a metaphor that in that highest auditorium, the Grey Knights will definitely meet the initiator or the ultimate beneficiary of this disaster, and if not unexpected, there will be a conversation that is not so pleasant for both parties...

After Calvin finished speaking, Tariq beside him also followed up with a faint complaint: "If this person really exists, then my only requirement for this person is that I hope he is still like a human being..."

The Grey Knights present were amused by Tariq's words.

Among the various enemies they encountered during their long service career, there are bird monsters with multiple heads, and green and pink dwarfs; there are filth covered with genitals, and there are stupid donkeys whose brains are only about killing.

But there is only one thing, that is, completely rational people are extremely rare.

And if such a person really appears, it means the emergence of big trouble, because rationality can always multiply the results of events based on ability.

Whether doing good or doing evil.

Amid the rare lively laughter of the crowd, Golden at the back of the team did not forget to add a knife:

"You'd better hope that such a thing does not appear, otherwise we will use a toilet brush to clean your crow's mouth when we return."

Calvin smiled quietly. He enjoyed this rare happiness with his comrades during the difficult mission.

Every scene like this is worth his recollection and memory in his future years.

And the voice, appearance and smile of every comrade present will also be deeply engraved in his mind in the years to come, and he does not want to forget it for a moment.

Finally, I found a little feeling, so let's leave it like this today.

I have remembered the tip from Fengyu Qingyin, the boss, and I owe it for now. I'm really sorry. I just moved to a quiet environment where I can write during the day. Starting from tomorrow, after I adjust my work and rest schedule, I will make up for the three chapters I signed before. I will also record all the brothers who rewarded me before I put it on the shelves. This is all I owe. I recognize this account and will make up for it.

That's it for today. I can't stay up late anymore. I stayed up late for a month and a half as a part-time writer before, and my heart can't stand it. I hope everyone can understand. If you can't understand, it doesn't matter. This is indeed the author's own problem and should not be a trouble for readers. In short, I'm really sorry.

Yuexia bows and apologizes to everyone here.

2022/06/14