Chapter 415: The Journey of Expedition: Each of Us Has Its Own Voyage

A huge wreckage floated through the vacuum of the universe. It was a huge burning and dilapidated warship. One side of its hull had been completely torn apart. In the exposed vacuum corridor, cold corpses floated one after another. They were suspended in a weightless environment, floating in the vacuum environment beside the cracks of the broken hull.

The dim darkness enveloped here. One of the seaman's bodies, with a livid face and frost on his body, floated in front of the torn wall on one side of the corridor. His face slowly turned around with the rotation, and when the face turned around, a ray of light hit his face.

The light that shot into the corridor quickly swept through the dark space, illuminating all the suspended corpses in it. If the corpse at the edge could open his eyes, then he could see the winner of this battle.

It was a huge Imperial starship. The magnificent warship was rumbling past the wreckage of the warship. The flame of the propeller ignited by the promethium element was roaring at the end, pushing the warship forward. A row of macro cannons were passing quickly from the outside of the corridor, and searchlights were constantly sweeping around their heads.

But you can also see from it that it was not easy to win this battle. The outer deck of the entire Imperial warship was scarred, many of the decks had big holes, and there were black marks of burnt on the outside, all of which meant that it had experienced a fierce space fight.

Many Imperial heroes died in the sea of ​​stars for victory, but in this dark age, victory often requires a painful price, and it is because of this that humans can continue to stand up in this sea of ​​stars full of enemies, and the human empire will continue to stand.

Now, the victor needs to enjoy his success. The imperial warship slowly sailed out from the wreckage and headed for the huge iron ring at the edge of countless battlefield wreckage not far away. The bottom of the star ring was full of damage caused by fragmentation and explosion, but its main structure was still strong.

A large number of imperial ships gathered around the star ring. Most of them were scarred. Warships with different degrees of damage entered the huge star ring dock and parked steadily. The magnificent giant ship slowly entered from the outer gate of the dock, and the kilometer-long star warship entered the dock.

The giant ship slowly stopped and let the heavy mechanical arms extending from all sides anchor it. The warship stopped with a heavy roar, and soon a large number of servo skulls flew up. They surrounded the warship and began to scan the damage of the entire ship with mechanical eyes. Below, the priests of the Mechanicus on the dock had already led the army of mechanical servants to wait for a long time.

The repair work began almost immediately. The damaged armor was removed and the new parts were replaced. Dazzling sparks slid down from the top of the head along with cutting and welding. Those cold sparks fell on Admiral Speyer's shoulder. He turned his head and looked at the warship beside him.

"It seems that everything is over." A voice sounded not far away. Speyer turned his head and saw Vito walking from the dock in the distance. He was wearing that black windbreaker, and the logo of the Tribunal was hanging on his waist. Lilith followed him behind him.

The two came from the other end of the dock, walked close to the edge of the warship parked nearby, and came to Speyer through the falling sparks. The admiral immediately stood at attention and saluted Vito, who smiled and waved his hand, indicating that he should put his hand down.

Vito walked to his side, nodded to Anna, Peter and Tiberus standing next to Spyr, and then looked at the busy warship on the side. Heavy cutting sounds accompanied by splashing sparks sounded, and the huge mechanical arm removed a whole piece of heavy armor.

The armor with a huge dent on one side was lifted from Vito's head. He stood with his hands behind his back and looked up at the busy members of the Mechanicus above his head. Sparks illuminated his face. Vito slightly turned his head to glance at Spyr, who also nodded and stood beside Vito with his hands behind his back, looking at the repaired warship with him.

"Yes, everything is over. Chaos was repelled, their fleet was divided and destroyed by us, and after the mobile fleet was completely lost, the remaining heavy warships escaped with their stronger shields. I did not order them to be pursued."

"Indeed, there is no point in chasing them. Instead, they may bite back. Let them escape. Anyway, their boss is dead." Vito stood on the dock with one hand behind his back. In front of the heavy disassembly mechanical arm moving in front of him, Spyr turned his head and looked at Vito.

"Have you found the artifact? Is it safe now?" Spyr asked, and Vito was silent for half a second before shrugged.

"No, there is nothing. The temple is empty. I think it was a smoke bomb left by the ancient saints to confuse tomb robbers and thieves." "You mean, there is nothing there?" "Yes, that's what I mean." Vito said nonchalantly, and Spyr turned his head away and was silent for a moment. He stood in front of the falling Mars and thought for a while, "What is the meaning of this battle? Why did Chaos come here? Because of stupidity?" "Chaos's brain has never been very useful, so why bother thinking about this problem? We defeated Hongsuo's invasion, hit the traitors hard, and burned thousands of traitors to death. Isn't that enough?"

Vito said calmly without turning his head. His expression was very calm and calm, making it impossible for you to tell that he was lying. Because of this, Spier did not see any problem, or rather, he had doubts. But who would go and dare to question the words of the Supreme Marshal?

The admiral thought for a while and then nodded. He raised his head and looked up at the battleship in front of him with his hands behind his back. "Indeed, in the name of the Emperor, this is enough."

"But all this is not over yet. Although the battle in orbit has come to an end, on the ground, the Chaos fleet left behind a large number of ground troops when it fled. The Chaos bastards are still stubbornly resisting on the surface."

"I think this problem will be solved soon, right? Tiberos." Vito said with a smile and turned to look at the burly Chapter Leader of the Sharks. He still wore his helmet and remained silent. He stood aside like a statue, but still nodded slightly to indicate to Vito that he could hear him.

"Will you and your war group, as well as several other groups, stay here to deal with the follow-up issues?" Vito asked with his hands in his arms. Tepolos silently glanced at the huge star suspended in the galaxy. , his silver-grey helmet reflected the glare of the planet.

After some contemplation, Tiberos spoke for the first time, "No, we have been here for too long. My warriors and I will leave as soon as possible. The Adeptus Mechanicus promised us that there will be an armament on the side. Although the world is occupied by Chaos pirates, as long as we destroy them, all the weapons, equipment and materials in it will belong to us. "

It seems that the man-eating sharks have smelled the next smell of blood and are ready to rush to the next battlefield. Vito knows that there they will kill all the pirates at lightning speed who do not know that the main force has been defeated, and then The entire world's weapons reserves belong to these guys.

After a skilled plundering and replenishment, the Anthropic Sharks can regroup, although it will take some effort to replenish new recruits. You know, find a planet with a larger population to rob for a round.

"What happens next? Do you plan to stay in Cadia? The war here is still raging." Vito smiled silently and then looked up at the tall chapter leader. The latter was silent for a while again, and then slowly Shaked his head.

"No, we will return to the darkness outside the territory, where there are more threats waiting for us. The man-eating shark will continue its mission of the past thousand years and continue to fight against the enemies of Father Void."

"But apart from that, the Fire Angels and Astral Rangers will stay here. The two Chapter Masters told me that they will be responsible for the finishing work and continue to fight alongside the Gothic Fleet to protect the safety of Cadia."

Tiberius said coldly. Colonel Peter, whose armor was covered with stains mixed with dust and blood, glanced at him and then smiled and put his gun under his arm. Vito caught a glimpse of the gun on it. Huge chip, the same damage is also on his armor, there is a horrifying crack under the blood.

"Speaking of which, who won the game?" Vito asked with a smile towards Peter, who shrugged and pointed to Tiberius on the side, who also lowered his head and looked at Peter.

"He won, he reached the finish line before me." Peter said this, but Tiberius shook his head without any hesitation, with no intention of hiding it. He had no intention of hiding or appropriating the glory.

"That's not the case. I may have been the first to arrive, but the powerful Khorne demon among them was defeated by me and Colonel Peter. The man-eating shark fought side by side with the Sun Army, repelling the counterattack of Chaos and defeating it. He held the position, so I think it was a draw, Colonel, this honor belongs to everyone.”

Vito glanced at Tiberius with a smile on his lips. He knew that although this guy was very rigid and sometimes very stubborn and ruthless, he was also a sensible person. If not for this, he would not be a fighter. Commander, it seems that Vito's plan has been successful. Through a side-by-side battle, the Sun Auxiliary Army and the Man-Eating Shark Chapter have forged a deep comradeship.

"Indeed, by the way, your last fatal blow was perfect, and the devil's head suddenly exploded." Peter smiled and knocked Tiberius's leg armor with the back of his hand, and the latter nodded slightly.

"You too, Colonel. You shot through three of his eyes before. The demon lost his vision and balance and provided me with that opportunity. This honor belongs to you and me, and also to our soldiers."

When Tiberius and Peter were exchanging business reports, Vito looked towards Speyer, who stood aside and nodded silently. Vito also nodded, and then smiled and looked at the starry sky outside the dock. , looking at where the fleet assembled.

The battleships of the Gothic fleet that do not yet need to enter the port for repairs are gathered outside. They are standing by in a sailing fleet. Beside them, the Emperor's Dream also stands there. The tall and long epic ship is docked surrounded by a fleet of fleets. Down, like the alpha wolf in a pack of wolves.

"What about you? Spier, what are you going to do?" Vito asked, and the admiral also turned around. He put his hands behind his back and looked sideways at the fleet in the sky outside the window. Under the shining starlight, the surface of the entire fleet They all shone brightly, like a group of stars right in front of you.

"My fleet and I will continue to defend the Cadia sector and guard the northern gate of the empire. Chaos will come back sooner or later. This is the only way they can attack Terra, and we will stick to this until Until it’s all over.”

Speyer raised his head as he spoke, looking at his fleet with pride in his eyes, "In the name of the Emperor, the Imperial Navy will continue to stand in the star sea. As long as we return, Chaos will not be able to step out from here." Take one step towards the throne."

"I believe you will, Speyer. You and the Gothic Fleet will make the Emperor proud. I will tell him when I go to the throne." Vito smiled and patted Speyer on the shoulder. The reporter nodded gratefully.

"It's an honor, my lord." "Don't do this."

Spier also couldn't help but smile when he saw that smile. He looked at Vito in front of him, and then looked at the brightest star in the sky outside. It was a golden star at the farthest point of the Milky Way. Shine brightly.

"You're going to Terra?" "Yes, I suddenly disappeared from nowhere last time, and now it's time to go back. I guess Guilliman has prepared everything. This is a good thing. At least it means that I won't Gotta deal with the paperwork.”

The preparations for the Great Crusade meant a lot of paperwork and bureaucratic work. Vito couldn't stand those things, but since Guilliman was here, he guessed that everything would be over by the time he returned to Terra. That big blueberry Always better than anyone else at this, Vito would be sincerely glad at times like this that he was back and that these annoying tasks could be thrown to him.

"Rena, how long does it take to get back to Terra from here?" Vito asked Captain Reina, looking to the side. The latter nodded slightly and shook two fingers.

"If I'm right about the Astropath's riddle this time, it will take about two months." "Then prepare to set sail quickly. I'm already looking forward to the people waiting for me on Terra?" "Emperor?" " He's a little angel. I don't have any quirks about bones and I don't even want to look at him."

Vito smiled jokingly, and Reina on the side also laughed. She and Spier looked at each other and saluted, then turned and walked towards the transport plane parked in the distance. It seemed that that thing had been waiting here for a long time. , rumbling propellers spitting fire on both sides.

Reina walked over. When she passed Peter, the colonel looked at Vito and received the latter's affirmative nod. He knocked on the side of Tiberius and stood up and left. "See you next time, I have a hunch. We will definitely decide the winner next time.”

"I'm looking forward to it, Colonel." Taboros said coldly, but Vito could have sworn that he heard a smile from those words. Vito looked at the two people leaving, and then looked around to find something. .

"Where are the Wailers? Malakin and the others have left?" Vito said, looking for those yellow-armored warriors, but there was no one on the entire deck. He found people preparing supplies around, resting, gathering, and letting go. The servitors repaired the armor of the warriors of the other three Chapters, but only the Weeper was not found.

Spier raised his head in the distance, and Vito noticed a huge strike cruiser moored next to the pier further away. It was a towering giant ship, but from the battle group logo on the side of its end propeller , Vito could recognize its identity.

"Blood Angels?"

He frowned slightly and stared intently at the name printed on the narrow nameplate on the side of the ship, "The Sword of Baal."

"They suddenly appeared at the end of the battle and helped us deal with a small Chaos fleet trying to counterattack on the flanks. Then they entered the dock and sent a signal to the surface using the communicator on orbit. The Wailers hurried back. , many of them didn’t even wipe off the blood on their bodies.”

Spier stood aside and said with a shrug, Tiberos behind them also crossed his arms, and he looked in the direction of the battleship, "I dare to swear in the name of Father Void, something big must have happened. "

"We'll find out soon, Lily, follow me." Vito said and walked towards the battleship parked in the distance. Lilith walked up behind him, but after walking a certain distance, Vito backed up. While turning around, he smiled and put his hands on his chest and bowed to Spier and Tiberos.

"See you next time. May the Emperor bless you."

"You too, Vito, may the Emperor protect you, if you really need it."

"Haha, no need." Vito waved his hand, raised his middle finger towards the emperor's shrine on the pier and walked away, leaving only the two people behind him who were smiling bitterly.