Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!.

Chapter 789 08.788: "Thei's Alien Gift"

Thei snapped his fingers playfully.

After receiving the instructions, several attendants dressed in plain robes and with solemn expressions carefully pushed out biological specimens of various shapes covered with thick bulletproof glass from the huge cargo lift platform amidships of the Swift Eagle.

Each specimen is fixed on a special metal base and is surrounded by a small environmental maintenance system.

Among them are specimens of lanky, grey-blue-skinned Tau captured during the Second Damocles Crusade.

He still maintained his shooting posture, the pulse rifle in his hand flashing with a cold metallic luster.

There were also samples of Necron Flayers harvested from the eerie catacombs of the Carpathian System, which had been hit head-on by Horatio's psychic lightning that contained the Emperor's wrath, and whose shells had slight charring damage and minor flaws. These were the most complete and research-worthy ones she could pick out from the pile of scrap metal that had been blasted to pieces by psychic energy. The others were either beaten to pieces or completely melted into lumps of metal.

Of course, among these trophies are the latest captured rare Dark Eldar specimens with pale skin, eyes full of sadistic joy, their limbs twisted into various weird postures, as if they are still screaming silently.

These horrifying specimens were transformed into "artworks" of various shapes and styles by Thei using her unique aesthetic and exquisite techniques.

Among these "artworks", there is even a giant specimen display case covering nearly 100 square meters. Thei cleverly used the corpses of several Tau people, several Necron Flayers, and a dozen Dark Eldar pirates to carefully arrange a grand scene of a fierce battle between three forces on the ruins of a forgotten planet.

Inside the display case, each humanoid creature's shape, movements and facial expressions are all different and lifelike, with even the torn muscles and scratches on weapons clearly visible, as if a bloody battlefield was actually frozen in an instant by some mysterious stasis force field and preserved intact.

"Oh, my child, you have finally got the specimen collection you have always dreamed of."

Edward Perroux looked at his daughter's impressive "trophies" with a gratified smile on his face, although the hideous appearance of the specimens made this veteran feel a little chilly.

"I remember that I went through so much trouble before, but I could only get you a dark Eldar head of mediocre quality. It seems that our young Colonel Cochrane is quite capable and always encounters some 'interesting' things."

"You are too kind, sir," Horatio bowed modestly, "this is more due to Miss Thei herself.

At the critical moment when the Snow Wind Thunder encountered alien boarding, she took the initiative to lead the brave Hell Paratroopers and loyal Black Shield Brothers to destroy the alien scum who dared to invade the Imperial ship with a thunderous force. "

He turned to look at Thei, and the two exchanged a tacit smile, with emotions flowing in their eyes that others could not easily detect: "Miss Thei is already a mature and outstanding loyal servant of the Emperor. She is fully capable of standing on her own and facing many unknown dangers and severe difficulties.

"Of course." He changed the subject and his tone became serious, "As long as I am with her, I will do my best to ensure her safety."

Looking at the subtle eye contact between the two, Major General Peru raised his eyebrows meaningfully, then nodded with satisfaction, understanding.

"You did a great job, Horatio." Major General Peru restrained his smile and his tone became serious. "Admiral George Anson is waiting for you in his office at the Loyalty Academy. He needs you to personally report on the latest progress of the Imperial Navy's plan to form a landing combat force. There are many eyes watching this matter there."

He paused and continued, "By the way, your uncle, Admiral Samuel Hood, is also currently at the Admiralty. He seems to have a new military order to personally convey to you, and the content is highly confidential.

Tonight, if you can spare some time, why not come to my residence for dinner. I think you should have the time, right?" He winked quietly.

"Of course there is time, sir. Well, see you later." Horatio smiled and saluted Major General Peru again, taking off his bicorne hat and placing it on his chest as a farewell.

Then he turned and walked towards a senior official's car parked next to the docking area, which was painted in the unique void blue color of the Imperial Navy.

It was a ground vehicle equipped with light armor and an environmental filtration system, and was specially designed as an official vehicle for officers of the Navy rank of colonel and above.

A driver in a Marine uniform had already respectfully opened the back door for him. Horatio calmly sat in the spacious and comfortable back seat. With a slight hydraulic sound, the heavy door slowly closed, isolating the noise in the dock.

Then, the engine let out a low roar, and the car, under the alert escort of two fully armed Valkyrie fighters hovering at low altitude in front and behind, drove smoothly out of the port area and rushed towards the solemn and dignified Zhongsi Academy not far away, which symbolized the future and hope of the Imperial Navy.

After several standard Terra days of boring subspace voyages and conventional space cruises, the half-cat Yoyo finally returned to the familiar Abyss Port.

This half-cat girl with fluffy hair and ears that twitched alertly from time to time seemed to be injected with endless vitality and irrepressible energy at this moment.

She stood at the gangway of the Swift Eagle, stretched her body, revealing two rows of sharp fangs, and looked at the bustling port scene below with her heterochromatic eyes, her tail swinging slightly in excitement behind her.

Then, wearing a slightly loose crew uniform, she jumped off the boat with nimble movements. With a few agile moves, she disappeared among the crowd and the piles of cargo boxes. Soon she disappeared without a trace, leaving only a string of silver bell-like laughter echoing in the air.

The Navy Department's special car parked smoothly on the vast reinforced concrete landing platform of the Navy Department's Zhongsi Academy.

The air was filled with the faint smell of jet fuel and the faint sound of metal on metal.

Horatio's shiny black leather boots were the first to extend out of the car door and step firmly on the hard surface of the shuttle apron, which was scorched hot by the afternoon sun.

The heat reflected from the ground made him squint slightly. He stood up, raised his hand slightly, shielded the glaring sunlight with the back of his hand, and took a deep breath of the air unique to Abyss Port, which was a mixture of industrial waste gas and the salty and humid smell of the ocean.

Memories of the past quietly emerged from the depths of my mind like a tide, every bit as clear as yesterday.

Four years ago, he was a penniless Imperial death row prisoner from the dangerous Lower Nest.

With a hard-earned exemption order, an indomitable will and amazing bloodline, he successfully entered here and became a glorious Imperial Navy loyal cadet.

He clearly remembered that he was wearing a brand new student uniform customized for him by Lord Peru, and took the first and only photo of his enrollment with his best roommate and one of his most capable right-hand men, Archie Cuthbert Collingwood, under the towering bronze sculpture commemorating the legendary hero Admiral Speyer in the center of the college square.

A navy tadatsugu with a poor resume and a preparatory college student whose family has fallen on hard times.

At that time, their eyes were filled with longing for the future and a hint of confusion.

After going through countless storms, life-and-death tests, and changes in the world, this training ground that carried his youth and dreams, most areas are still the same as when he first saw it four years ago, as if nothing has changed.

Those familiar training facilities, towering teaching buildings and the simulated bridge vaguely visible in the distance still stand there quietly, witnessing the growth of generation after generation of Gothic fleet elites.

And now, when he once again set foot on the land of Abridar Naval Academy, which was once the site of countless sweat and blood, and was full of vitality and hope for the Imperial Navy's Gothic future, an indescribable sense of melancholy and emotion over time welled up in his heart.

No, not nothing has changed.

After quickly scanning the entire parade ground, his eyes finally locked sharply on a behemoth on the distant horizon that he had never seen before, stretching there like a steel mountain - a giant steel structure that was 2.5 kilometers long, covered with heavy armor and had numerous close-range defense turrets like a forest.

With graceful lines and a sharp bayonet-like appearance, it is quietly parked in a specially designed exhibition dock. Even from a distance, one can feel its suffocating sense of oppression and unparalleled power.

"Epic." Horatio silently chanted the name in his heart, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised a complicated arc, "I'm back."

(End of this chapter)