Warhammer Inquisitor

Chapter 318 The Rise of the Primarch: Loyal!Sincerely!

Hindenburg von Caudel sat in the steadily advancing cab of the truck, his eyes looking through the wide windows in front of him that stretched to the top of his head, looking at the approaching sentry gates ahead, where one by one. Soldiers with guns stand behind sandbags and a wall of bulletproof shields.

Caudle glanced quickly, and observed clearly the positions of the guards on all the defense lines. He looked at the heavy bolter that was erected behind the huge bulletproof shield wall on the left side of the door. The muzzle was aimed at the oncoming truck, and Corder frowned slightly at the bolter gun.

"Squad leader." Sitting next to him, the same driver, dressed in the luxury of a young noble of Terra, even called it extravagant and more appropriate clothes, held the steering wheel, and he drove a truck full of plainclothes commandos. To the direction of the city gate.

"Keep going, get ready." Caudle said, turning his head and knocking on the window of the car behind him. Behind the slamming window were men and women full of men and women in the car, young aristocratic students who graduated from intelligence students. They have adjusted the weapons under their seats to a more concealed position, but it is also more convenient for them to draw guns at any time.

Caudle looked at the team members in the car bucket behind him, then took out the laser pistol in his arms and quietly put it into the gap under the door armrest.

Captain Cordell nodded to the driver beside him, who also nodded slightly and then stepped on the accelerator lightly. The truck was quickly driven by him to the city gate post, accompanied by a driver who stepped onto the road and raised his hand. Signaling the guards to stop, the driver immediately stepped on the brakes and stopped the tall truck.

With the huge wheels of the truck parked on the gravel road, the guard standing in front of the car grabbed the laser gun slung under his arm, he adjusted the gun to his chest, and the guard hung the laser gun and walked to the deputy. The driver's window looked up at Cowdell in the window.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?"

"Can't you see it? Of course, an idiot like you can't, of course, we escaped from outside the palace, the emperor is above, and there are dirty pariahs rioting everywhere, you idiots can't hear Are there voices from outside? Or are you just like those pariahs? Do you need me to tell you everything?"

Cowdell yelled aggressively, he reprimanded the guard without any respect at all, looking like a real noble kid, the guard looked at Cowdell in the driver's seat for a moment, then took a step back to look To the men and women sitting in the carriage.

He looked at them carefully, especially the girl sitting near the cab. The girl was very beautiful, her skin was as white as a piece of porcelain, and her blond hair was combed into wavy curls, like a golden wheat field. The blue eyes shone like the bluest ocean, and though the guard had never seen the sea in Terra, he was sure that the sea was as beautiful as those eyes.

The guard looked at the girl fascinated, as if he had fallen under the blue sponge, and Caudle slammed the door to grab the guard's attention, "Take your eyes back! This lowly idiot! That's the eldest Miss of the Skrein family, not for a dirty idiot like you!"

The startled guard immediately looked at Caudell, who continued to shout aggressively, pointing to the front door and complaining, "Get your people out of the way, the Emperor is above, I'm really fed up with you guys. These low-hest pariahs! Like a group of mindless sheep, we, the precious residents of Terra, have to tell you everything, or you won't even know how to hold a spoon when you eat!"

The guard didn't like Caudel. In fact, he wanted to shoot this idiot nobleman, but he dared not. This is Terra, and the nobles here are not affordable to ordinary people, especially the nobles who live around the palace. Not to mention that it took him many years to come up from the nest, and it took all kinds of trusting and managing relationships to finally get in the way of the civilians who got into the palace guards.

He didn't want to lose this leisurely and expensive job because he offended these noble children, so he could only endure and endure this guy's annoying scolding.

"Sir, I need your ID, when we check it out"

"Certificate?! The Emperor is up! Did you idiots just come up? Look at this emblem! This is the emblem of the Von Corder family! This is the document I gave you!"

Caudle is lying, his own family is not a noble of Terra at all. In fact, his family has run out in the Holy Cross Holy War. He is also an orphan who was sent to the Faithful Academy after the death of his duke father. But he was betting, betting that the tens of thousands of noble families in Terra would not be remembered by normal people at all.

After all, there's a proverb that says, you throw a brick on the walls of the palace and you hit ten lords, five marquis and three dukes, plus a grand duke.

He was betting that the guard didn't know any of the nobles around the palace, let alone the Caudell family, but he wasn't sure that this family didn't exist. After all, the families living around the palace were not The high-ranking officials of Terra are the ancient families of the empire since the Great Crusade, and they are all scattered, and after [-] years, there will be a lot of collaterals.

As a result, he made the right bet, and the guard with the gun looked at Caudell's emblem with a slightly panicked look, "But sir, according to the regulations, I must check your identities before I can let you go."

"Look at this and tell me what you saw?" Caudle stretched out and asked sharply, pulling on a stain he had prepared on his chest. After the guard stared at the wet stain on his chest for a moment, "Drink? Sir? "

"Looks like you have some brains, that's right! Since those untouchables outside dared to hit me with wine bottles, they made me smell like those rubbish drinks! It stinks like the untouchables drinking them! This car So are the ladies and gentlemen of yours, the Emperor is up! We need to get dressed and bathed, and we smell like you idiots right now!"

"Open the door to me now! Or I promise you will regret it, you all!" Caudle roared at the guards, then raised his finger and roared at the guards outside the city gate in front of him, all the guards were startled After a moment, he looked at the guard next to the car. He looked at the furious Corder in front of him, and gave up his stubborn order after the latter slammed the door angrily again.

"Open the city gate! Let them go!" The guard waved and shouted at the person in front of the gate, and then immediately ran in that direction. Forget it, he didn't want to offend these noble bastards, his salary was not enough for him Take such a big risk.

The guards here probably all had this idea, so they quickly flashed to both sides of the road. The roadblocks on the road were quickly pulled away and gave way. The guards stood on both sides, closest to the city gate. The people in the guard booth also quickly clicked a few times on the surrounding screen in front of them, and the city gates around them also opened.

Caudle nodded to the driver, who immediately stepped on the accelerator and drove the truck towards the gate. When they passed the gate, the guards on both sides would stand at attention and salute them, as if they were afraid of snubbing the car. son of a nobleman.

As a result, they drove under the city gate smoothly. After looking around the city gate, Caudle made sure that there was no reserve team or defense line behind. He immediately pulled out the pistol from under the handle of the car door. He slammed the car door open and jumped down, holding the pistol and striding out of the doorway under the door.

The well-dressed aristocratic children in the carriage behind him also threw away the ladies and gentlemen of the ladies and gentlemen at once, and all took up the long and short firearms as the lower ones and turned over the carriage from both sides. The ladies inside They also ripped apart their pretty skirts during a big jump, exposing the seductive thigh sides and deeper parts, but apparently they didn't care about that at all.

"Put down your weapon! Raise your hand!" Caudle pointed his pistol at the gate, and the captain of the guard who had just let him pass. He looked at Caudle in surprise and at a complete loss, and at the aristocratic children rushing out behind him. They looked exactly like a group of soldiers, with exactly the same movement and demeanor.

"Put down your weapons! Don't kill!" The soldier rushing out from behind Caudle roared. He pointed the submachine gun in his hand to the sentry box. Surprised, he was dragged and thrown out of the booth before he had time to react.

Just as unlucky as him was the guard behind the bolt gun. He was stunned by the beautiful girl with blond curly hair and knocked over with the butt of his gun, and then kicked out and hit the sandbag. When he got up, he saw several guns pointing at himself and the remaining guards behind the sandbag.

The city gate was under control, and almost everything fell into the control of these young people in the blink of an eye. The captain of the guard obviously hadn't reacted. He looked at Corder in front of him with a confused look, who was dragging him. His arm threw it to the commando, who was holding a gun.

The commando grabbed the captain of the guard and kicked him in the abdomen. Before the captain of the guard could cry, he was pushed to the sandbag. The captain clutched his stomach and whimpered and fell to the sandbag. After a while, the captain of the guard raised his head with a low curse, and then his eyes widened.

The moment he fell to the ground, the city gate post was occupied and controlled almost immediately, dozens of armored vehicles filled with heavily armed soldiers and dragging towed artillery at the end rushed across the road in the middle of the sentry box. , they dashed straight through the open city gate without slowing down.

"Loyalty! For the Emperor!" Caudle saluted as he stood on the side of the road and saluted a person in a passing armored vehicle, the latter clutching the welded handle on the side of the armored vehicle's turret with one hand and the arm of the other. Responding with a salute to Caudle who almost whizzed by.

"Loyal!" The man roared, his voice blurred by the airflow driven by the rapidly advancing armored vehicle. He stood on the armored vehicle and rushed through the city gate with the surrounding soldiers. The armored convoy had already driven The trucks out of the city gate rushed past, and the driver stood on the pedals to salute the passing armored convoy.

The armored convoy rolled over in front of him with billowing black smoke, and rushed along the street at a very fast speed to the tall buildings ahead, which was the direction of the Parliament Building. Fast forward.

The sound of their tracks advancing and the roar of their engines caught the attention of the guard above the firing platform, who stared wide-eyed at the armored convoy passing below, knowing that it was not their own armored vehicle.

"Attack! There's an enemy! Everyone hurry up and aim the laser cannon below to fire!" The guard officer shouted and gave the order, but the response to him was dead silence. He turned his head to look behind him.

"You idiots! Didn't you hear my orders?" His words were dragged on, and the final sound was surprisingly small, almost completely inaudible, which is not surprising, because if you were also shot by a loaded gun, You'd be speechless with a fully armed stormtrooper with a gun pointed at your head.

The guard officer raised his hands. He and the artillery platform soldiers around him put down their weapons and raised their hands to look at the Valkyrie transport plane suspended behind him. On both sides of the Valkyrie transport plane parked on the high-altitude platform, a whole team of stormtroopers quickly slid down the ropes.

The stormtroopers in reactive armor, armed with hell laser guns, disarmed them behind the guards. All the guards stood there and looked at the black muzzle of the hell gun in front of them. Behind them, there was no encounter. Any intercepted armored convoy rushed across the street.

The rapidly advancing armored convoy quickly arrived in front of the barracks at the end of the road. The guards at the gate of the barracks looked at the armored convoy suddenly driving in front of them, and looked at them with a bewildered expression, completely unaware of what was going on. Take the initiative to step up to say hello to them.

"Hey, guys, what are you doing?" the guard asked with a smile on his face, and the answer was a roaring fist. The guard was knocked to the ground and passed out. Dean De O'Neill, who knocked him over, grabbed the laser gun on his waist with his backhand, and waved his arms at the soldiers who were swarming behind him and jumped off the armored vehicle.

"Raise your hands! Don't kill!" The soldiers who jumped out of the car raised their guns and quickly took control of the guards who were completely unresponsive outside the general's camp. They pointed their guns at those who were in panic. Disarmed guards, these guards were pushed and shoved by the soldiers who stepped forward and rushed to the wall to stand against the wall. Obviously, they did not dare to make a mistake in the face of a black muzzle.

Seeing that the gate of the barracks was under control, Dean De O'Neill immediately raised his laser gun and shouted at the soldiers behind him, then rushed in with them and rushed into the gate opened by the bunker-style barracks.

Obviously, the guards here did not expect to be attacked at all. Not only the gates of the military camp were open, but all the explosion-proof doors inside were also open. A leisurely lunch, this is probably the benefit of being loyal to the High Lord's army now, at least there is something to eat.

But this welfare is now over. As the commandos rushed inwards, the guards who blocked the way not only had their rice bowls overturned, but also the food in their hands fell to the ground. go up.

The commandos marched inwards along the corridors. They occupied all parts of the barracks without encountering anywhere. Soldiers appeared at the gates with guns and pointed their guns at the completely blinded guards inside.

De O'Neill led the rest of the commandos and rushed past the soldiers who were controlling the barracks. They rushed to the current barracks with guns, where the crowd is most concentrated, the cafeteria, hey, it's lunch time after all, isn't it? ?

But the guards who were eating in this cafeteria definitely couldn't eat well. The guard who walked out of the cafeteria with a tray looked at the commandos who were rushing in. He looked at them in surprise, "Why are you idiots running so fast? Yes. Eating, as anxious as a starving ghost outside the palace."

Before the guard could say the second half of the sentence, he was punched and flew out by De O'Neill. He was directly punched into the cafeteria with food. He rolled heavily on the floor of the cafeteria, and the rice bowl hit the ground. The sound on the ground caught the attention of everyone here, and the guards who were looking for a place to cook, or who had already sat at the long table and started to eat, all looked in the direction of the gate.

In the direction closest to the gate, the guys on both sides of the long table beside the fallen guard, they watched De O'Neill rush up, and then jumped onto the table, De O'Neill kicked over the tableware in front of them , and then raised the gun and fired several shots at the ceiling above his head. The huge gunfire shocked everyone in the canteen.

It was only then that they realized what had happened, but it was too late. The guards around De O’Neill who stood up and backed away were knocked over by the soldiers who rushed up, and their faces were pressed tightly to the ground. on the ground.

"Everyone! Raise your hands if you don't want to die!" De O'Neill shouted after firing a few shots. Behind him, a whole team of commandos charged at the entrance of the cafeteria. They pointed their guns at the cafeteria and panicked. Of the guards, many of them threw away the bowls and chopsticks in their hands and raised their hands.

De O'Neill stood on the table and looked at the surrounding guards who raised their hands and surrendered. He unplugged the walkie-talkie on his waist, "Report to the dean, the operation went well, and our department will control the barracks!"

"The high lords are finished!"

(End of this chapter)