Warhammer: Angron Training Manual

Chapter 389 Assassination
One thousand soldiers of the First Legion were deployed at the most conspicuous position on the confrontation line.

Space Marines with the First Legion emblem branded on their shoulder armor stood at the highest point of the defense line, holding grenade launchers. The leader's head moved steadily and slowly like a surveillance camera, and his cold eyes through the tactical eyepiece scanned the Imperial position opposite.

As the thousand Space Marines patrolled the highest point, the Astartes of the World Eaters and Ultramarines were busy on the battlefield, working with the Iron Warriors of the IV Legion to consolidate the most conspicuous points on the line.

It was as if the protagonists of the entire conflict were the Space Marines of the Dark Angels of the First Legion, not the World Eaters, not Nuceria, not the Ultramarines, and not Ultramar.

Even in the eyes of the Caliban warriors of the First Legion, this Dawn Star is like their mother planet Caliban. Everything they do here and all the experience they accumulate can be applied on Caliban.

The appearance of the First Legion has made the Mechanicus Crusaders on the opposite side feel like they are facing a formidable enemy. Those priests and sages, gathered in groups of three or five, discussing something under the cold gaze of the Dark Angels Space Marines.

Elsewhere on the front, facing the Imperial front, the Crusaders were also facing a formidable enemy.

Because the colorful Space Marines appeared on the battlefield, their appearance already represented the will of their Primarch.

As for the Empire, the various forces that could only be summarized in this way realized at this time that no matter what means Angron used, he had already pulled his brothers in, and the conflict was developing in an uncontrollable direction.

Qin Xia also witnessed all this.

And Luther, who was standing with Qin Xia in a room on the top floor of a hotel very close to the confrontation line, was observing the deployment of the Empire at the same time.

"I feel like this is getting a bit out of hand." Luther said in a deep voice, "How will the Empire characterize this incident?"

"We should make a bigger fuss." Qin Xia stared at the people on the Imperial position who were sizing up the Dark Angels and said, "As for the characterization... Malcador will give us a satisfactory characterization."

Luther turned his head slightly to look at Qin Xia: "The Sigillite? I heard that he is a person who particularly hates superhumans ruling over mortals, and he doesn't have a good opinion of the Primarchs."

"Yes, but... you may not believe what I say. In this conflict, the Seal Master will stand on our side." Qin Xia said.

Luther took a deep breath in surprise, then exhaled slowly and fell silent.

The knight culture on Caliban and the pressure brought by the behemoths forced people to reduce internal friction as much as possible, so even Luther did not realize at this time what choice Malcador, as the leader of the Empire, would make.

"Do you usually live here?" After a brief silence, Luther looked around the hotel room.

Qin Xia shook his head gently: "No, I don't live here, but there is an important person who lives here."

After a while.

The bedroom door was pushed open, and a man holding a bottle of wine and burping came out. When he saw Qin Xia and Luther, he first wondered when the two came, and then immediately apologized.

"I'm sorry, sir. I thought you..."

"You asked someone to tell me that you had something to say on behalf of your master."

Qin Xia interrupted the man's apology and got straight to the point.

The man was originally introduced to Theseus by a member of the Mechanicus, and then to Qin Xia by Theseus. He was not a member of the War Committee, nor was he a member of the Mechanicus. This man did not ask for any reward such as intelligence or wealth. He had not mentioned for a long time the claim that he would "find a way out for his master in Nuceria" in order to get close to Qin Xia.

His requests were simple: plenty of fine wine, luxurious accommodation, and the ability to talk to the Lord of the White Knight at any time.

When all these requirements are met, the man naturally has no reason to hesitate and speaks out the matter immediately.

"The member of the war council who led the conflict was Lord Movi, who is the head of the new subordinate organization formed within the war council and the monitoring and management department for Nuceria and Ultramar."

Hearing this from Lord Mo Wei, Qin Xia remembered the member of the Imperial War Council whom he had angrily scolded at a meeting some time ago.

He never attended any of the meetings, the ones that were attended by Margo, Gage, and Cramer.

However, Mago didn't know how to talk back after being scolded so harshly, which really made Qin Xia, who was observing the meeting with psychic vision at the time, feel angry, and then he "took over" to speak for him.

"I know this person, go on." Qin Xia was still looking at the positions of both sides on the confrontation line and gave the order without turning his head.

"My master wants you to plan an assassination against Mo Wei."

The man calmly said something that would determine the fate of an important member of the Imperial War Council.

Then he sat down, took a big gulp of the wine bottle when he placed it on the table, then took out a briefcase from under the sofa, opened it and placed a thick stack of documents inside on the table.

Qin Xia and Luther turned their heads and approached the man.

The man glanced at them, then placed his hand on the stack of documents and gently moved his hand to the right, and the documents were spread out.

Each sheet of paper described the affairs of a core member of the war council named Movi.

How much does he eat every day?

Daily action trajectory.

Personal habits, how many guards you have around you, and where you live.

What did you do these two days?

No matter the details.

It was so detailed that Qin Xia felt that this was not intelligence collected by the guy in front of him, but rather internal documents taken out by the person who was directly responsible for arranging and managing all aspects of Mo Wei's affairs.

Qin Xia even suspected that if the drunkard's master wanted, he could arrange for Mo Wei to walk directly on the street without any guards.

"What can I get by killing him?" Qin Xia's gaze moved from the document to the man's face.

"To speed up the conflict again." The man replied, "You and my master both hope that the process can be faster, so that we can get through this meaningless stage as soon as possible and then enter the most critical moment to do the most critical thing. This will benefit both of us."

"No, I already had a plan. So I'm not talking about the development of the conflict after I kill him, but what your master can use to trade for his death?" Qin Xia asked, "Mo Wei, the woman from the Mechanicus, the death of either of them can accelerate the development of the conflict, and you proposed to kill Mo Wei. I suspect your master wants to use this incident to eliminate old rivals and competitors. Anyway, from a personal point of view, this is more beneficial to your master."

The man was silent for a moment, and when Qin Xia and Luther thought he was going to say something, he opened his mouth, picked up the bottle and took a sip.

After drinking the wine, the man shrugged and shook his head: "I'm sorry, sir, I'm just a small character, a chess piece like the Space Marines and Skitarii outside and your Nuceria Mortal Army. I don't even know what my chess player is thinking. His series of decisions are incredible to me..."

"Besides, sir." The man took another sip of wine before continuing, "If you really decide to kill him, I suggest you send Space Marines, and at least two Terminator combat teams... Mo Wei is obsessed with prosthetic transformation. Sixty percent of his assets are used to transform himself. Mars Forge General Kel Bohar once performed a transformation operation on him personally."

Qin Xia fell silent, stared at the documents on the desk for a moment, and finally nodded slowly.

"Mawvy will die the moment you finish your dinner."

"I hope your master will cooperate with us and expand the impact of this incident."

……

night.

The core area of ​​the imperial administration area.

A car slowly stopped on the side of the street.

The person Qin Xia sent to kill Mo Wei, as well as the person he thought was the safest way to do this and who would not make any mistakes or fail, got out of the car.

Not Theseus, not Brown, and certainly not the two teams of World Eaters Terminators.

There were only two women, sisters Olena and Olya, who got out of the car and glanced at the building across the street.

It was a building that had been built not long ago. It looked ordinary from the outside, but everything inside was more luxurious than the mansions of the top nobles in the hive world of Dawn Star.

Rumor has it that this is a gathering place for imperial personnel, and the Crusaders at the only entrance of the building and some guards who have undergone extensive prosthetic modifications and look no different from ordinary people prove that the rumor is true.

"The target comes here every night, without fail." Olina said while looking at her sister.

Olya nodded to her sister.

The two sisters immediately walked towards the building entrance.

The two of them were not carrying any weapons, and they were only wearing the gorgeous clothes of the Hive Nobles. They did not look threatening at all.

The two arrived at the entrance of the building, and one of the guards stepped forward and said, "You are not qualified to enter here."

Olena said softly: "Let us in."

"Okay." The guard signaled the Crusaders and Servants behind him to make way.

All the Crusaders found it strange.

"There's nothing strange about this," Olya said to them as she and her sister entered the doorway.

The Skitarii immediately ignored the two men, as if they were not surprised at all that the two War Councils and the Mechanicus walked past them.

The two sisters entered the building entrance. Some servants who were brought to Dawn Star by Movi from Terra looked at them in confusion, but did not say anything. After all, the people at the door let them in.

Olena came to one of the servants and asked, "Where is Mo Wei?"

The servant immediately pointed to the farthest end of the corridor.

Olena and Olya continued to move forward.

The two finally came to a room at the end of the corridor and gently pushed open the door.

There was a group of guards in the room.

The guards stood up immediately after seeing two women who could legitimately appear in the building but should never legitimately appear in front of them.

"Sit down," said Olena.

All the guards who had stood up and were ready to raise their weapons sat back down, like elementary school students, with their hands behind their backs, sitting straight.

Olena led her sister to a door further into the room. After seeing the red light at the door, she said to a guard who was passing by and was obviously the commander, "Give me the access card."

The guard immediately handed over the access card.

Orina did not stop, took the access card smoothly and held it up, and after the light by the door turned green, she and her sister walked into the deeper room and threw the access card away.

The two went through another door and entered the room where the target was.

Olena and Olya stopped and looked at everyone in the room.

To some sisters with face blindness, everyone in the room looks the same.

Finally, the sister took out a piece of paper and compared it. Finally, she used the ornament on her neck as a feature and identified the target sitting in the corner of the room, which was Mo Wei.

At this point the others in the room stood up, trying to call for the guards, while a Mechanicus priest raised two power swords.

The waitresses who were pouring drinks for these big shots immediately hid behind the sofa.

"Shut up."

"Put away your weapons."

After hearing these two sentences, the priest who wanted to shout to the guards to shut up and raised the power sword put the sword back.

"You..." Mo Wei looked at the two of them, wondering where these two people came from.

They are obviously psykers with special psionic talents.

Thinking back to when I came to Dawn Star, I had always wanted a Soulless Guardian, but this request had never been approved...

Mo Wei realized that the other party was most likely sent by his colleagues.

"This is an emergency. If I die, we're all doomed." Mo Wei calmed down and felt relieved. "Tell me, what does your master want from me?"

"I want you to die." said Orina.

"Okay." Mo Wei's arm instantly turned into a cannon emitting plasma light. He stuffed his arm into his mouth, and then his entire head was blown into ashes by the plasma.

The waitresses behind the sofa screamed.

"Quiet." Orina looked at the waitresses.

The waitresses who were originally screaming with fear on their faces immediately calmed down and shut their mouths.

"Everything that happened here must be forgotten," Olya said to the maids, "OK?"

"Okay." The waitresses responded calmly.

"Let's leave here." Olya nodded with a smile, then turned and left.

Olena said to the Mechanicus priest: "Destroy both you and this room."

"Yes." The priest took out a melta grenade.

After the waitresses left and the Orina sisters walked out of the building, there was a sudden loud noise. The room where Mo Wei's body was located was completely destroyed by the melta grenade. The heat released by the melta grenade also caused the flammable materials outside the room to burn.

Amid screams, a large number of people rushed out of the building and ran outside.

The guards at the door were looking in the direction of the sound in horror.

"Go in," Orina said to them.

The guards immediately rushed into the building.

"You don't have to let them die too," said Olya.

"Now that you don't have the wizard to support you, you can't control me." Orina walked straight towards the car.

After the two got into the car, Theseus, who was in the driving seat, immediately started the vehicle and drove towards the most inconspicuous part of the confrontation line.

(End of this chapter)