Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!.

Chapter 587 06.0586: "Space Marine Chapters engaging in mutual fire?"

"Latti, how is the subspace engine debugging going?"

"Do you want to hear the truth or..." Latti's mechanical prosthetic eyes glowed with a blue-green light under the reflection of the data stream, and his fingertips tapped on the console, making a uniquely crisp metallic sound.

"truth."

"As you hope, most of the problems are no longer a problem. But all theories need to be tested in practice."

"Very good, then let this first well-prepared subspace sea trial be used to test your results." When Captain Horatio turned around, his scarlet cloak drew a sharp arc in the cold wind.

The nano incense was shaking slightly under the Machine Soul statue on the bridge dome, and the data smoke escaping from the octagonal incense burner condensed into a gear totem in the air.

Amid the roar of billions of gears meshing, the navigators began to offer prayers to the Astronomican. Their pale faces were dyed a dark green by the holographic star map, and their neural data lines twitched at their temples like silver snakes.

"Captain, we have arrived near the γ-7 Mandeville point. After our preliminary calculations of the subspace and physical routes, the exit error radius is kilometers!"

The speaker on the navigator's neck flickered in rhythm with the words, and a hissing sound of steaming engine oil came from the metal throat. "If we activate the jump protocol, we will most likely be six days away from our target location."

"Take a gamble and execute the jump. Tell those oil guys in the engine room that I want the machine soul of the subspace engine to roar within four hours!" Horatio's iron knuckles slammed heavily on the bronze star map, causing the floating projection to tremble slightly.

"As you wish, Captain."

Plasma engine control console.

"I've finally waited for this day!" Latti looked confidently at the data stream that was transmitted across the screen in front of the display console at a speed that was beyond the reach of ordinary people's reaction. The prosthetic limbs and arms flew up and down, and the light particles of the holographic coating flashed on the tip of her nose, which was oozing with sweat.

Inside the subspace engine room.

"Ohm Messiah walks on earth as the All-Master walks in heaven." The Tech-Priest tapped the skull resonator in the rhythm of binary code.

The robot servant used an electric spark generator to ignite the incense tube, and an indigo flame suddenly rose from the copper incense burner.

The mechanical tentacles held high the Holy Grail of Promethium and injected the holy oil into the shafts of the Subspace Ripper. As the sticky golden liquid dripped, it condensed into a perfect regular dodecahedron in mid-air.

The twelve-sided gear, the holy number pattern of the Mechanicus, indicated that this was a good omen.

“O Most Holy God of All Creation, your blazing light flows between the arc of electricity and the highest heaven!

We calibrate this starship heart with the servoskull and weave the magnetic constraint matrix with the databands.

May the plasma torrents be as steady as the authority of the Pandora's Machine, and may the hissing of the reactors become a sacred binary hymn."

The dull and rigid voice of mechanical prayer echoed in the spacious subspace engine compartment. The eye sockets of twelve servo skulls simultaneously burst into red light, projecting a constantly reorganized data light network onto the cabin wall.

Buzz! ——

The engine core was spinning strangely and rapidly, with non-Euclidean geometric patterns appearing on its surface, as if it were a frantic dance of some higher-dimensional creature.

"The arc is prayer, the radiation is blessing! Every microsecond vibration of this engine will be woven into the great equation of the God of All Machines - the meshing of gears is a contract, and the torrent of data is truth!"

Whoosh! Ugh! —

The roar of the engine grew louder, forming a harmonic resonance with the recitation of the scriptures.

The bronze cage of the nano-aromatherapy emits a tiny vibration under the dome's gear array, and the smoke is distorted into the vague outline of the Emperor's statue in the gravity disturbance.

The isolation porthole was lowered once again, blocking out the starry sky.

When the radiation-proof lead plates are tightly closed, tens of thousands of rivets simultaneously make friction sounds like a baby crying, which is frightening both physically and mentally.

"The gears keep turning, and logic lasts forever!"

Whoosh! A controllable subspace rift appeared in front of the Epic.

As the purple light of the Warp rift engulfed the bridge, everything returned to calm.
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"Don't worry, crew, I'm leading you to a truly bright future."

Marco Hughes paced on the high pulpit of the Aft Ridge Church, raised his hand and preached to the sea of ​​people in front of him. The armed sailors loyal to him set up firing positions at a high place, monitoring every move below.

"There will be no mutations, and there is no need to worry about being invaded by demons. You can all enjoy a better life in a fair and just society, which is better than the life in the human empire. Whether you are a crew member or an officer, I believe you have heard about life under the rule of the Tau people." As soon as the words fell, the promotional video sent by the Tau people was displayed in front of everyone through a holographic image.

“True human rights, freedom, happiness, and utopia. Intelligent machines coexist with people. They replace your labor, and you only need to enjoy the fruits of technology.”

The crew members in the audience watched the captain's speech with excitement and cheered.

"I led you away from the brutality and despotism of the empire, but there are always some people who are loyal running dogs under the rule of the brutal Corpse Emperor!" He changed the subject and pointed to the dark corner, and the light also turned to illuminate the wall.

There were about ten people standing under the wall, blindfolded, with their hands tied behind their backs. Their identities could not be seen because they were wearing ragged prison uniforms. Their bodies were covered with blood from beatings, their skin was bruised and purple, and they were covered with scars. Some of them still had blood dripping from their fingertips, and it was obvious that they had been tortured not long ago.

"These lackeys are hindering our pursuit of freedom and happiness. Do you think they should die?"

"Damn it!"

"Kill them!"

The traitor captain listened to the roars of the excited crew and nodded his head with satisfaction, enjoying the support of thousands of people and the pleasure of taking advantage of his enemies.

"This is a democratic decision!" He stood on a high place, with his arms outstretched under the light, as if he were a king.

"Execute them!"

The row of armed sailors in front of them, who were loyal to the captain, raised their guns and pointed them at the prisoners who could not even stand straight.

"Fire!"

Bright and clear!
They pulled the trigger on their former fellow countrymen and comrades.
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Fifteen days after a standard Terra day.

sizzle-

hum!
Whoosh!
The porthole slowly rose with a creaking sound of metal.

"God, this time the warp jump felt too smooth. I have never experienced such a smooth jump process." Louise leaned on the fence with her hands, looking at the stellar sunlight shining into her eyes again in disbelief, her face full of energy: "There was no invasion of the evil spirits in the warp, and there was no mutiny among the crew. Everything was so natural and normal."

"Latti did a good job. She lived up to my expectations." Horatio nodded in recognition of her long efforts. "Confirm the position of our ship immediately. Farida, update the direction of the rebel ship and draw an interception route."

"Captain." Farida shook her head. "We haven't received any messages from the secret line for a while."

Horatio's face became solemn, "May the souls of the warriors loyal to the God-Emperor return to the Golden King..."

"Wait! There's encrypted information!" Intelligence officer Lina raised her hand and shouted.

"Open."

"This is... the real-time coordinates of E-110!"

As soon as the news came out, all the officers on the bridge paid close attention.

"Yes, they... are 67 kilometers away from us, heading towards us in direction ." The first captain quickly deduced the direction.

"Very good, set up an interception immediately..."

"captain!"

Before Horatio finished speaking, the chief scout shouted anxiously: "There is an exchange of fire around our ship!"

This explosive news made everyone's mood like riding a roller coaster, from excitement to astonishment.

"Are Tau warships exchanging fire with the Imperial Navy?"

"No! Captain, it's..." The bird captain's pupils were filled with astonishment: "It's two Space Marine warships fighting each other."

?

"What?" Louise asked for him.

(End of this chapter)