Warhammer Inquisitor

Chapter 365 Expedition Road: Friendly Visit

First Officer Albert Drexon walked into the large cargo hold deck. He walked in from behind the square door above his head. As a pirate, Albert was dressed in the style of Comoros. The usual style of the Dark Eldar raiders, a black coat, long rows of spikes on the shoulders and arms, and razor blades on the armor plates.

Not only that, but even his hairstyle is the most faithful, the classic Eldar pirate hairstyle, the hair is erected high on the head like a cockscomb helmet, and there is a small dangling behind his head. The braids, matched with the unique sky-high hairstyle on the top of the head, looked like a horse with a mane on its head.

The painful pistol on Albert's waist, and the long whip of thorns swaying left and right with his footsteps, especially the green transparent hose that snaked along with the whip itself, and climbed upwards, the nerves in it. The venom also kept hitting the pipe wall with the pace, like a never-ending tsunami.

"Screw! I told you to move that damn thing into the warehouse! Immediately!" cried Albert, standing on the wide cargo deck, as he was heading towards the far side of the deck, a landed loot Yelling in the direction of the fast longboat, to be precise, at the person sitting there.

Several pirates were sitting in several boxes playing cards, and one of them turned his head to look at the chief mate behind him, and complained with exhaustion and complaining on his face, "Second mate, these boxes are heavy and heavy, how can we move them? The captain did not allow us to call the transformed beasts for help, in order not to disturb the "guest"

"Yeah, the captain turned off all the heavy equipment, as if those things would blow that guest's head off." Another leather-jacketed pirate who was playing with his poker mates on the side of the raiding ship laid down He picked up a card in his hand and said complainingly.

"Let's wait until the distinguished guest leaves, and then move these things away, anyway, don't be in a hurry." The pirate captain who spoke at the beginning said, but obviously Albert didn't buy it. He angrily took it from his waist. He got off the whip, raised it and slapped it at once.

The whip was longer than it looked, and the whip whistling away nimbly and accurately hit the box among several pirates. On the box that served as the card table, the cards were fluttering around by the whip, red, Yellow and black cards were flying around in the air.

The pirates surrounding the table all stood up in fright. They stepped back under the sound of whips being ripped around the table. They all looked at First Officer Albert in the distance, who was holding the whip. He pulled it back suddenly.

The first mate grabbed the whip that was twitching back, and he looked at them angrily and cursed loudly, "You are like a bunch of Comorian gangsters! For the sake of the Dark Lord! The captain is with a Comorian cabal. The dignitaries talk business, and you act like a bunch of ordinary street hooligans!"

"Move me immediately! Clean up this place! Don't let the distinguished guest feel that we are all just like you, a bunch of rambunctious, unusable bastards! Move me!"

Albert scolded and slapped again, and this time he slapped one of the pirates in the ear. The hull behind him rumbled, making him tremble with fright, and then he immediately pushed his companion. , the group hurriedly started to carry the box they were sitting on just now.

The box was indeed heavy and could not be carried by one person, but as Albert expected, it was just an excuse for those lazy bones, and it only took three people to work together to lift the big box and transport it to the Warehouse door behind.

Albert immediately raised his whip and cursed at the sloppy crew members who were either sitting or leaning against the wall, "Move! You lazy bastards, or I'll give you two whips! Promise! Beat you like slaves so you can't walk!"

The whip slammed violently on the deck, and the huge rumbling sound frightened the crew members who were drinking on one side of the wall to shiver. Or looking for another glass of wine, he immediately moved and began to carry the goods beside him.

Like him, the crew around him all moved from laziness, and the whole deck was a lot busy at once, the sound of the goods rubbing on the ground, the clack of the wheels of the trolley full of boxes on the ground, and more Accompanied by low-pitched whining.

Albert listened to some complaints, he sighed angrily, but he didn't care about them, at least these idiots finally moved, "These idiots, after being on the boat for so long, are still hanging around like gangsters, Should have thrown them all into a vacuum."

Albert complained and grabbed the whip and hung it on his waist. He turned and walked towards the deck control room behind him. The chief mate walked in through the open door on the side of the long glass window in the control room. The sound of his footsteps could be intensified. The ground stepped on the ground, causing a huge noise in the entire enclosed interior space.

The rumbling sound frightened several of the crew members on duty who were lazy. They immediately sat up from various states of laziness, especially the operator closest to the gate. He was the first to put his legs on the table, holding a sweet Donuts eating, at least I think it's donuts, but you know, what's normal food in the Comoros?
When the crew member saw the first officer walking in, he immediately put his legs down. Because of the hurried movement, he almost tipped the entire chair over, but in the end, fortunately, he sat upright with some wobbles. He swallowed the doughnut in one bite, and then pretended to tap his fingers on the keyboard in front of him.

The chief mate looked at them and sighed heavily. He walked behind the crew and looked at the terminal of a long row with his hands clasped together. "How is the situation on the whole ship? Report it immediately."

"According to the order, the work is being carried out in an orderly manner, but, first officer, who is it? Why are we suddenly and hastily putting away these things and cleaning?"

The operator asked in surprise, but the chief officer behind him patted his head all of a sudden, "I told you! You are not allowed to inquire about the identity of the guest, do you want to be whipped?!"

"Uh, first mate." An operator on the other side of Albert asked cautiously, and Albert glared at him and glared at the guy, "Don't you understand?! Don't ask! "

"No, mate, I didn't ask for the lady's name, I just wanted to say that a ship is approaching." The operator pointed to the terminal in front of him and said, Albert frowned, his hand subconsciously pressed on on the gun on the waist.

"Destroy it, the captain ordered it, and no ships that are not invited are allowed to approach." "But, first mate, that is our ship, are we?"

The operator said vigilantly, for fear of being whipped by the annoyed chief mate, so when the chief mate came over with an annoyed expression after some contemplation, the operator was shocked, but in the end, he did not. With the whip, Albert just stood behind him and looked at the screen.

Albert looked at the beacon that was approaching above. The flashing sign was indeed the logo of their war gang. The first officer frowned and propped himself on the chair behind the operator, "Are you sure of your identity?"

"Uh, the other party sent a communication signal." The operator turned around, and the communication channel jumped out after clicking his finger on the screen a few times. Taking the shot, he opened the communication over the operator's shoulder.

"This is the Razor, identify you immediately."

"Hey, Albert, you idiot, I'm Christopher, and I have some good news to bring back to Captain Valkhark, I think he'll need it."

Albert listened to that voice, it was indeed Christopher's voice, and heard the voice of an old friend, the first mate smiled a little, "What news? Come back in a hurry, you are not busy transporting slaves back to Comoros ?"

"Remember the ship that the captain asked me to look for? I found it. There are some interesting things on it. I believe the captain will use it. When negotiating with our "VIPs", you can have a little more leverage."

Albert laughed, and he stood up with the operator's chair, "You are much more reliable than the rubbish here. Well, come on board, the captain is waiting for you."

Albert pointed to the terminal in front of the operator, then turned and walked out of the control room, "Open the armored door and let them board the ship."

"As ordered, Chief Mate." The operator looked at the colleague next to him and smiled bitterly, then quickly clicked on the terminal in front of him, and with his finger clicked the switch, the glass outer deck of the operating room was opened. The door of the heavy cabin on one side was also slowly lifted.

The heavy armored door was slowly raised with a rumbling sound, and Albert also walked to the opened door, looking at the dark starry sky in the network channel outside, and slipping into a speedboat from the outside.

The small silver looting clipper flew in from the void outside the moment the armored door was raised, and its hull turned sideways above Albert's head, aligning the fluid-shaped bottom with the one below. First mate Albert, the first mate raised a hand in front of him, blocking the oncoming wind.

The entire cargo hold deck was covered with the hurricane caused by the landing of the warship. All the busy crew members stopped their work. The crew members who played cards before put down their boxes and slapped their fingers that were crushed by heavy objects. Towards the speedboat on the deck, it was slowly descending.

Albert raised his head, the hair of the cockscomb helmet on top of his head shook violently in the gale of the hull landing, he looked up at the top of the hull that landed steadily in front of him, looked at the direction of the side of the ship with his hands on his hips and laughed.

"Christopher, come down quickly, and if your damn news is useful, get it to the captain quickly." "Oh, yes, I'll be there as soon as possible."

The familiar voice said from the side of the ship overhead, but the shadow that jumped from above and the figure that fell in front of Albert was not what he was familiar with at all. In short, Christopher must be in Albert's memory Man, so, he won't have boobs.

Albert took a step back and looked at the graceful human body standing up slowly in front of her. She slowly stood up and picked up the messy silver hair in front of her. She smiled and looked at Albert in front of her, but her voice was definitely Christopher's. .

"What's wrong? I'm not welcome?" She smiled charmingly, but the voice was the exact opposite of her image, that of a strong man, not the attractive looking woman in front of her.

She seemed to have noticed this too, and then cleared her throat with a slight smile, and when she spoke again, it became a sweeter tone that matched her better, "Isn't this much better?"

"Who are you?! Where's Christopher?! You!" Albert roared loudly and held the whip on his waist with his backhand, but just as his hand was pressed, the whip was sprayed with scarlet on the handle. Fresh blood, the red blood splashed down from the sky, dyeing the back of his hand completely red.

The crew members present threw down the things they were carrying in surprise. They looked at the blood spurting out of Albit's neck. The red blood spurted like a fountain of blood, and the head that was supposed to be there had disappeared. , when the other end appeared again, it appeared in the woman's hand.

She picked up the head with a smile, then threw it back and put it behind her, just in front of another figure falling from the boat, "Here, do you like this gift for you?"

"Well, it's very creative. I think I can give it to Khorne. He definitely likes heads more." .

"Don't the Empire like all kinds of skulls too? In a sense, the Emperor and Khorne are quite similar, don't they?" she said sweetly, with the other hand carrying the blood-stained knife on her shoulder, beside her The man smiled and threw the head on the ground aside.

"I'm not that old idiot. I'm not obsessed with skulls." He adjusted his collar as he spoke, while the woman on the side leaned forward with a smile, putting one arm around his arm and the other It slid gently over his chest with his fingertips.

"Then what kind of gift do you want?" she asked in a sweet voice, while the man smiled and looked up at the crew on the first deck in front of him.

"Hello everyone, let me introduce myself, I'm Vito Constantine. I'm here to meet your captain and VIP guests, and then I need to drive away your ship and take away your cargo, so, Can I trouble you to disembark?"

Vito's question got immediate feedback. In short, everyone on the deck pulled out their guns and pointed at Vito, pistols, rifles, and all kinds of weapons I didn't recognize. Was drawn out by the crew and aimed at Vito.

The latter looked at them with a wry smile and shrugged, "Well, it looks like they're not too happy, Lily, I know what I want."

"Oh? What kind of gift?"

"More heads." Vito smiled and pointed to the group of people in front of them. Everyone looked in the direction of Vito and Lilith, while the charming beauty holding his arm slowly turned her head. With a slight smile, he looked at the pirates holding their guns.

"Are there any restrictions this time?" "No, so come as you please and have a good time." "Oh, I think so, honey, we'll all have a good time."

Lilith smiled charmingly, but that smile suddenly turned into a wicked smile in a short period of time. The pirates looked at the appearance that changed with the smile. Horns grew on her head, and she was dressed in black. It also quickly turned into exposed jewelry, covering almost only a few key parts.

But the beautiful and seductive scenery did not arouse the joy of the pirates at all, but caused fear. All the Eldar pirates stared wide-eyed at the woman with her wings wide open, the demon composed of countless crystal-like objects. The wings spread slowly behind her.

The long knife in Lilith's hand was slammed back into the scabbard. She swung her hands, and sharp claws popped out from both hands, and she kicked her legs, rushing towards the pirates ahead like lightning.

The screams sounded almost instantly, and along with the sound, a head smashed in front of Vito's feet. He overlooked the head that was smashed a few steps away and rolled in front of him. Vito watched as it gradually stopped. After coming down, he was just facing up, looking at his face with a face of fear.

Vito raised his eyebrows slightly, listening to the screams around him, "I don't know if I can beat Khorne's skull scoreboard, a Slaanesh demon, and the head chopped off by the Imperial Marshal by the end of today. , it feels quite interesting.”

With his hands behind his back, he walked to the side of the deck. Vito strolled on the wide deck. He wasn't in a hurry at all, he just needed to bend down occasionally, or sideways to avoid the flying head or the broken limb. .

Vito strolled in the courtyard, an Eldar corpse whose hands were cut off and whose lower body was missing smashed in front of him, but Vito just tiptoed and jumped over, and he walked to the deck operation room Outside the window, looking at the two pirates with guns full of fear and overwhelm.

One of them saw Vito and immediately picked up the gun and was about to shoot, but his head exploded first. With the gunshot and his companion falling to the ground, the other pirate also turned his head quickly, but this time, He was shot in the head before he even had time to lift the gun.

Vito carried the smoking bolt gun in his hand, and walked between the two corpses lying on the ground like a leisurely stroll. He whistled around the corner, turned and walked into the operating room, where he can see from the window. The operators who were watching the tragic scene outside heard the footsteps at the door. They turned their heads to look in the direction of the door, and then their heads bloomed.

The operator standing at the innermost part of the operating room narrowly escaped his life. He watched as his heads exploded in front of him, staring at his colleague who had collapsed on the ground. He stared at Vito at the door. The gun in his hand seemed to explode. The bullet was empty, and Vito buckled the gun that was only snapping, but did not fire a bolt, showing a distressed expression.

The operator obviously noticed this, and he felt that it was his chance, so he immediately pulled out his pistol and aimed it at Vito, but he made a big mistake, since he felt that he had a chance to get out alive from here.

As soon as the operator raised the gun in his hand, he was inserted into his mouth by the whistling sword. All his front teeth were broken, and the tip of the sword broke out from the back of his head, nailing him to the wall behind him at once, with fresh blood. With brains sprayed on the wall behind, like an abstract painting.

"It's too bad, it's a mess here." Vito said and walked to the console. With a flick of his finger, he took Helen's CD out of his pocket, then put it on the control panel and took care of himself. Replaced the clips on the spot.

"Helen, take over the system, turn off the alarms and lock all the escape pods, I'm not scaring our captain and VIP friends away, at least not until I talk to them."

Vito said and pressed the button on the side of the gun body, the magazine on the bolt gun fell down immediately, and it smashed to the ground, but the sound of the impact did not come from there, but from Vito. on the glass beside him.

A severed limb smashed onto the glass, and blood splattered all over the surface of the long glass in an instant. Vito turned his head to look at the scarlet glass wall and shook his head, "The unlucky guys, and the unlucky hygiene here."

"Sir, the firewall of this ship is harder than I thought." Helen flashed from the CD as he spoke. Vito smiled and watched Helen insert the new magazine into the bolt gun in front of him.

"Can you handle it?"

"Is this a question? If so, sir, it's a stupid question," Helen said nonchalantly, staring blankly at the console in front of her, her eyes darting across the data stream, "I need a moment. "

"Then we'll see you on the bridge, load your data personality into the system, see you there." "Understood, sir, good luck." "In your words, this is a stupid question."

Vito laughed and yanked the bolt of the bolt gun. As the bullet was pushed into the chamber, Vito picked up the Flash Helen disc, and he entered the system with Helen. And the silent CD slipped into his arms and pulled out the Phoenix Sword stuck on the wall behind him.

The corpse with the blade pulled out suddenly fell from the wall and fell limply to the ground, becoming a new member of the corpses on the floor, and Vito walked towards the exit with a gun.

Vito seemed to have a premonition when he walked out the door, and immediately buried his head to avoid the mutilated corpse that flew over his head. The corpse slammed into the wall beside Vito, and blood stained the corner of the outer wall of the operating room.

Vito looked at the scarlet scene, then turned to look at the messy deck with a wry smile, "Oh, you screwed up here, are you full?"

He said with a smile, walked from the edge of the deck wall to the cargo door in front, Lilith threw away a corpse holding its head, Lilith was standing among the mutilated and broken corpses on the ground, and the surrounding Called the same purgatory, broken hands and feet, and deeply separated torsos scattered around.

Lilith licked her lips, smiled and shrugged, "It's just an appetizer."

"Very good, then let's have a good meal." Vito smiled and stood in front of the deck door, watching the pirates who heard the commotion in the corridor outside. They didn't know that they were in a hurry. to find something.

"Kill these aliens."

(End of this chapter)