Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes.

Chapter 398 Composition of the Honor Guard

Above Presdia's equatorial inclination angle of 15°, the Indefatigable Jihad is using a mountain range raised by the collision of geological plates as its sub-satellite point, and it is maintaining synchronous flight with Presdia in orbit.

Because the fleet did not get permission from the ground, it had to bypass the star port above the equator and temporarily stay on an inclined orbit away from the equator.

As a result, the inefficient on-orbit parallelism had to be adopted for the material supply process with the Tribunal transport fleet, which was transported multiple times by small airships.

Calvin stood in front of the porthole and watched the airships going back and forth between the fleets for a long time, as if he hadn't broken away from the communication with the son of Guilliman.

From the perspective of the topmost layer of the battleship, these small vehicles carrying the fleet's supplies are like fine chains.

"Has the Ultramarines always been like this?" Calvin didn't look back, but the leader of the Honor Guard knew who he was asking.

But before Golden could answer, Calvin said to himself again:
"Or, is it our identity that makes them unwilling to have more contact?"

"Uh..." Gordon suddenly felt that the latter possibility was not impossible based on his family's reputation.

"Or, is there something inconvenient to show here?"

Calvin turned his head to look at Golden, and the latter had empathized with the little secrets that his family had buried under Titan.

"But shouldn't you even deny the use of Starport?" Calvin's tone rose a little, and there was already a look of doubt in his eyes.

"Probably not." Golden looked at Calvin and explained:

"Even if there is, it shouldn't be this remote place far away from the control of the No.13 Legion."

"That's because they have their own problems, otherwise they wouldn't be so vigilant against us."

"It's possible, but there's no reason for us to get involved."

Under the deduction of the Primarch, Golden also began to feel that the rejection of the Ultramarines had indeed exceeded the normal range.

But it is obviously extremely risky to take the initiative to intervene in the garrison of an Astartes Chapter without receiving any unsolicited request.

Especially in the special place of the Limit Star Field, even Golden is unwilling to confront the most powerful local forces here.

"Star map!" Calvin ordered in a low voice.

The servo skull that had been floating behind him heard the sound and came to him, projecting the galaxy and the nearby astronomical environment.

"Not this one! Change it to a navigation map." Calvin glanced at Presdia's galaxy composition map, and added commands to the servo skull.

"Holy Blood" responded to his request and switched the content of the holographic projection to a subspace route composed of dense lines.

Numerous military waterways, general waterways and commercial waterways are marked between the two star domains in red, blue, and green, and following the position of the fleet in the waterway star chart, Calvin first moved his hand to their destination— —Jamro Sector, and then swiped from Presdia to Terra.

Golden followed the Primarch's fingers and discovered his intentions.

"This is the only way to return to Terra from the direction of Jamolo. If the direction of Fenris is blocked, then... Presdia will be the only springboard to return to Terra."

"Have you studied Fleet Command?" Calvin was a little surprised. Although the Templars theoretically have the experience of taking turns in various orders, in fact, very few of them can go through all the procedures.

Most Templars will devote time and energy to the mastery of martial arts and weapons required for melee combat. Armor command is regarded as an advanced tactic in the eyes of these fighters, and battleship command, which takes a hundred years, is rarely seen by Templars. within the selection range.

"He came out of the Blade of Victory, this is his own skill. Mardak (the great mentor of the Blade of Victory) scolded him a lot at the beginning. He is not a good fleet admiral, and I don't know which muscle is wrong. Come on, run over and make do with us Ma Run."

Tariq explained to Calvin in a low voice, and then, as expected, was punched hard by Golden.

"Huh?" Calvin was really surprised.

He could feel a kind of "deliberate" rudeness in Golden in his daily communication, but he didn't think about it in the direction of the blade of victory.

You must know that although fleet commanders have no specific faction requirements for psionic talents, the tactics, strategic vision, and operation and management of the entire battleship they need are actually even rarer traits among Gray Knights.

"Didn't you see it? Still a cultural person?" Calvin laughed and teased, then looked at Tariq on the other side.

This guy is different from Gordon, his rudeness and recklessness are really not fake.

Calvin saw more than one time in the battle, when the battle was in full swing, the comrades in the honor guard dragged the red-eyed bull back.

"What about you, Tariq? Which unit were you in before you entered the Hall of Victory?"

"You...guess?" Tariq didn't answer directly, but hesitated a little.

Calvin had the urge to rub his eyes. If he read correctly, the cow in front of him was actually a little shy?
By the Emperor!Isn't this thing possessed?

"I'll tell you! I'll tell you!" The retribution came so quickly, and before Tariq came to his senses, Golden revealed his old truth in front of Calvin.

"You won't believe this guy's first talent, he's from the prophecy department!

And his prophecy talent is only one, which is to predict whether he will die or not. "

"Huh?" Calvin's eyes widened, and he couldn't understand.

"So this is why you join the Templar Knights? Is your thing accurate?" Calvin was a little bit dumbfounded, what kind of psionic talent is this!
"It's okay!" Tariq smiled, and patted his chest proudly.

"Death is not dead, but sometimes it hurts a little bit more."

"Yes, he is the one who has replaced the second heart five times in a row, and keeps the record of heart and other organ transplants in the warband." Golden added beside him.

Good guy!Is this taking the pharmacist order into its own house?And if he heard correctly, this guy is still a rare "original prophecy system"?
He looked again at Tarek, a 2.7-meter-high barbaric bull, but he still couldn't associate him with the high-end word "Brotherhood of the Prophets".

But if, as Golden said, his psychic gifts were so strangely limited, then there was nothing wrong with his choice.

"So you chose 'Road to Champion'?" Calvin asked.

"Naturally!" Tariq replied with a little pride, but within 3 seconds of being handsome, he was ruthlessly exposed by Golden again:
"How can he choose by himself? That's impossible to get along!

Relying on not being afraid of death, he dashed forward during the mission, almost bringing down the entire battle line several times.

The cooperative partners changed one crop after another, and finally they were boycotted by all companies except the 1st, 2nd, and 5th companies, so they couldn't start practicing the road to championship! "

Good guy!Sorry!
Calvin gave Tariq a thumbs up, and the latter was staring at Golden's repeated betrayal and began to fight back:
"How are you better than me? A fleet commander of Victory Blade, the first psionic talent is actually a strong energy department. Just tell me how many sets of wetware you burned in the first year of your company. Your great mentor Mal How did Dake recruit you in, and how did you 'send you out of the country'?"

Made!Absolutely!
These two goods have this kind of origin?Calvin suddenly had an ominous premonition, and hurriedly continued to ask.

Sure enough, in the mouths of these two unscrupulous speakers, he knew how talented and full of talents his honor guard was.

A master tactician who knows only one tactic, a second-hand psyker from the Assassin Court, a technical sergeant who has a fanatical belief in plasma technology, a pharmacist who uses a bolt gun more slippery than medical equipment...

Co-author of this honor guard is full of such crouching dragons and phoenixes?Fortunately, I was still moved by the "generosity" of the supreme mentor!

Calvin couldn't help recalling how the members of the Supreme Master and the Grand Master Council watched him lead people away with tears of anticipation and expectation at the beginning of the establishment of the Honor Guard.

He is still young!
Thinking about it now, where is the expectation for him and the honor guard?

This is clearly the tears of relief that packed and threw out the thorns that have been accumulated in the battle group for hundreds of years in one batch!

Walden you have no heart!Shaking and cold!When will the Primarch stand up!
　Update, not in great shape, in every sense of the word.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)