Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!.

Chapter 634 06.0633: "We set out to conquer our home world"

"Captain. I have something to report."

Accountant Yin Shuyao stepped into the captain's room, her face full of distress and confusion, and her pace unconsciously slowed down.

"Tell me, little one, what happened?" Horatio was concentrating on carefully buttoning the medal on the chest of his straight dress, making final preparations for the upcoming sailing ceremony, his movements were steady and skillful.

"A small part of our food supplies is missing. Although the amount is small, I still found it when I checked the inventory data.

After all, I stacked some of them myself, and I asked the kitchen staff, and they didn't use them, but they just disappeared out of thin air, and there is no related record of them leaving the warehouse in the Thinker Array. "Yin Shuyao frowned slightly, with a hint of certainty in her tone.

"Hmm?" Horatio frowned slightly. "According to common sense, there is really no need for sailors and marines to steal food. After all, the meal standard of the Epic is premium, and everyone eats quite well. No one would risk being whipped to do such a thing."

He shook his head slightly as he thought about it.

"That's right, Captain. Because of this, I racked my brains but couldn't figure out what was going on. After thinking it over again and again, I decided to report to you first. I'm really sorry to bother you for such a small matter." Yin Shuyao lowered her head slightly, with a hint of apology on her face.

"No problem, come, help me fix my cloak," Horatio said gently.

"Hey, okay."

This unexpected request made the girl, who was wearing a civil official uniform and had her legs wrapped in white silk, startled for a moment, then she felt both curious and excited. She walked forward briskly and carefully helped him fix his cloak with her hands, her movements awkward but serious.

On weekdays, these things are taken care of by his partners.

However, today is the day of departure, and they, each with their own responsibilities, have already been waiting on the bridge.

"You have always been very attentive and perceptive, and you must have realized that these seemingly insignificant things may be hiding some problems.

The epic is about to embark on a journey, and I will not ignore any minor details. You have done a great job, and I will definitely get to the bottom of this matter.

However, we are about to set sail, are you ready?"

As Horatio spoke, he solemnly fastened a medal of the Order of the Sky Eagle to the collar of his high collar.

It was a blue gold-plated Sky Eagle Medal, the honor he earned with his selfless strike.

In a thrilling naval battle, he led a fleet of attack boats to defeat a stronger force with a weak one, successfully sinking a battleship-class enemy ship, and thus won this precious medal.

In the hearts of the imperial soldiers, it has a high status, comparable to the 'Blue Marx' medal (Medal of Merit) in the previous world German Empire.

This medal is specially awarded by the Ministry of Military Affairs to commend brave soldiers who turn the tide at critical moments and have a significant impact on the war situation. The number of medals issued is extremely small.

The medal on Horatio's collar was delivered to him with a strong sense of propaganda by a special envoy of the Ministry of the Interior and a group of clerical reporters, under the focus of countless cameras, during the preparation of Operation Drum at the port.

To do this, he had to take out a whole day to cooperate with the filming.

Based on the script that had been prepared long ago, he participated in the filming of "The Second Damocles Heroic Chronicle - Special Edition of Imperial Navy Heroes".

As he was watching the choreography, he noticed that a video of Cato Sicarius was playing in front of him.

The current Second Captain of the Ultramarines, he has dazzling blond hair and exudes an elegant aristocratic temperament.

In the video, he smiles boldly and confidently, and is telling his legendary experience of retaking Ometula in his infectious loud voice.

In contrast, Horatio is remarkably low-key.

This is mainly because he participated in too many combat operations in this military campaign. If he were to describe it in detail, the length of the article would probably be much longer than that of Sicarius.

In desperation, they could only briefly mention many of the events and report them through special editions of newspapers.

It was also from the Interior Ministry's envoy that Horatio learned that after returning, he would still need to go to Macragge.

It is said that this was an invitation personally issued by Calgar, the commander of the Ultramarines, but no one knows the specific reasons and matters.

[Is he asking me for gene seeds?] Horatio thought to himself, feeling slightly frightened.

"Captain, it's done." Yin Shuyao's hands were flexible and skillful, and she made his back flawless and smooth as new. "Thank you."

Horatio turned around and looked at the mirror. "A girl like you who is so clever and knowledgeable will definitely be very popular among young boys in the Upper Nest." He said with a slight smile on his face.

Yin Shuyao's cheeks flushed instantly, and she hesitated shyly: "Captain, you are teasing me again. It is my greatest luck to follow you in the sea of ​​stars.

If I had not met you, I would probably still be working in an accounting firm or the Audit Office of the Ministry of the Interior, wearing a gray acolyte robe, shuttling back and forth between dozens of meters high bookshelves, facing countless piles of account books every day, and living a dark life. "

Her eyes sparkled with longing and gratitude, “For the Emperor, I am willing to take on such a job, but if I have a choice, I prefer my current life.

I sincerely thank you for giving me a completely different life. Although my life now seems to be full of dangers, it has also greatly enhanced my life value. "

Yin Shuyao's sincere words made Horatio slightly stunned.

He could truly feel that she was grateful to him from the bottom of her heart.

A warm smile appeared on his face, and he patted her shoulder gently, saying softly: "I am also deeply honored to have such an excellent, careful and divinely skilled accountant as your assistant. Looking across the entire galaxy, I am afraid it is difficult to find a second person as capable as you.

Well, the farewell ceremony will begin soon, and you will stand beside me. "

"Yes, Captain," the girl replied respectfully, folding her hands in front of her.

At this moment, her heart was filled with excitement, and an indescribable warmth and excitement spread wildly in her heart.

"Salute to all the officers and soldiers going out to the battle!"

In the dry dock, the cannons roared, the sound was so deafening that it seemed to tear the sky apart. The passionate military music sounded one after another, and the cheerful ribbons fluttered in the wind like gorgeous rainbows.

From Admiral Samuel Hood and Rear Admiral Edward Perux to the tall and heroic sailors in the square formation, at a loud command, they saluted in unison to the long-range cruiser attack ships that were sailing out of the dock in an orderly manner.

Their movements were vigorous and powerful, and their eyes revealed admiration and respect.

With a sharp whistle, the first row of armed sailors decisively fired air bombs into the sky.

In an instant, white smoke rose up like clouds and filled the front of the sailors' formation, adding a solemn and mysterious atmosphere to the entire farewell ceremony.

The officers and warrant officers on the Epic stood upright under the bridge, forming a neat horizontal square, and solemnly returned the salute to the officers and soldiers who saw them off.

They stand tall and straight, like tall pine trees, displaying the dignity and grace of soldiers.

The honor guards were dressed in neat uniforms with dazzling golden ribbons on their chests. Some of them played musical instruments, while others beat the instruments vigorously, playing the stirring song "We March into the Eye of Terror".

The invisible power of the music echoes in the air, inspiring everyone's heart.

At this time, the Epic had not yet sailed out of the artificial atmosphere of the dry dock.

Through the crystal clear glass of the bridge, Horatio felt that the tune reaching his ears was vaguely familiar.

[Isn't this the Imperial Navy's version of 'We're going to England'? Interesting, the German Imperial Navy is also the Imperial Navy, right? Great, march to GW headquarters, take up arms and go to Kyoto, and present the pros and cons!]
He secretly complained in his heart while maintaining a solemn facial expression.

"Bashor Dry Dock wishes all the Divine Emperors and soldiers good luck and a triumphant return. Permission to open the gates!"

As the fleet management officer's voice came out clearly from the Epic's sound array, the gate in front began to rise slowly, making a dull sound, as if playing a prelude to the Epic's expedition.

As the Epic was about to leave the dry dock, Horatio saluted the farewell party while turning his attention back to the warship.

"Captain, you look worried." The observant Louise noticed that Horatio looked a little absent-minded.

"Yin Shuyao reported to me that some food was missing, and then two CCTVs on the bridge were broken." Horatio frowned, "My sixth sense told me that there seemed to be something strange on the battleship. It looked like a coincidence, but it didn't."

He narrowed his eyes, "It always makes me feel like something is wrong."

(End of this chapter)