Warhammer: Start with a dog

Hazy Star Territory, Cadia Star Territory, Secondary Sector, Wild Planet Codename Σ-3

Code: Rogue Trader Flagship, Destiny Steel

Status: Parked

Deep underground in Captain Walter's Mechanical Throne, hundreds of Thinkers are connected together, soaked in the depths of the cold liquid, making a slight buzzing sound, and countless thick cables converge into one, running upward through the floor. , parallel to the captain's throne.

——The main sensor array is turned on, with a monitoring radius of 20 astronomical units——

A communication light came on, and an abnormal code message that needed to be confirmed came from the bubble cabin, attracting the captain's attention.

Bahte Walter pondered for a moment.

Sensor array, initiate reality and subspace scanning of this coordinate.

——Man-made object data confirmation, coordinates σ—00—7

——Data analysis results are being settled——

--Please wait--

——The result has been verified, it is suspected to be an imperial ship fragment, quantity 1——

The sensor's scanning intensity of the object at this coordinate is increased by 300%, and the scanning is further refined.

——Data analysis results are being returned——

——The result has been confirmed, the Martian Mechanicus Ark Mechanicus fragment, quantity 1, there are no other Imperial ships nearby, trying to scan the keel code——

——The keel code is seriously damaged and cannot be confirmed——

——Scanning appearance models for database comparison——

The scanning results of the sensor were quickly fed back to the cyborg captain's retina, and the experienced captain made an immediate decision.

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[Why are there so many things happening one after another? 】 is driving on the astonishingly huge flat-topped mountains of this planet - specifically, Aharin is responsible for driving the vehicle; Perturabo sits on the co-pilot side and asks Aharin to use a machine gun to shoot some kind of large-scale vehicle on this planet. Protozoa, while working on documents; while someone is eating snacks and watching the scenery in the back row - Lamizane muttered in the psychic communication.

[I thought that after we finished the ride, we could go up to the Iron Blood to soak in the hot springs, and then go back to the room to rest after dinner. 】

[You already have my original body, what else are you dissatisfied with? This amount of time is insignificant to the Man of Steel. ] Bian Mu gritted his teeth very unhappily, [And you have done nothing today except sleeping in the back seat, eating and watching the scenery. Why do you have to relax like you just killed an alien in a galaxy? 】

[That’s true, but going out for a ride with you has already exhausted my quota of energy for socializing every day. They only have these——] Lamizane gestured to a tiny “millimetre” with his finger, [You have to go after you have used it up. Relax and recharge, otherwise I won’t be able to handle anything! 】

[What the hell is this so-called social energy quota? Is it possible for me, Perturabo's body, to be so frail? 】

[Well, this is not easy to explain. But it does exist, trust me. 】

Border Collie decided not to continue the conversation with his stupid body, lest he be dragged down to some more ridiculous level of debate.

He paused his document processing and tapped his input device to make electronic sounds.

Aharin.

The squire, who was happily using twin bolt cannons to sieve his prey, immediately responded. Your command, my lord.

Take us back to the Iron Blood, there are some things we need to deal with.

As you command. My lord.

Perturabo's exclusive Storm Eagle gunship was quickly lifted into the air by the anti-gravity engine, then started its own rocket engine and flew towards the Iron Blood.

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The iron ring mechanical guard loudly announced the arrival of the original body. As the electronic sound disappeared, another voice came from the bridge entrance.

We have made some amazing new discovery that makes you want to use the emergency communication channel, Bahta. He strode onto the front bridge, and the captain and officers saluted the leader of their legion. Mizan waved his hand, indicating that they could return to their respective posts.

He walked to Captain Vaught's command throne, where there were now two large seats at the highest point of the entire bridge - although Captain Vaught himself complained about it - one of them was for the original body. In addition to its practical functions, the one set made extensive use of ancient metals and carvings from Olympia in its decoration; the other one was designed for the popular figure in front of the original body, the beloved Elder Khadomo.

Although no one knows why a Contemptor Dreadnought with metal legs needs a special seat, but since the Lord of Steel has allowed the arrogant request of the Lord of Guardians and Captain of the Tenth Company, everything on the bridge will be there. , and Captain Walter's ancient wisdom prevents him from ever putting doubts into words.

Perturabo walked to his exquisite and comfortable throne and sat down. Elder Khadomo took a seat on the other side of the throne, and the attendants stood under them.

The cyborg captain saluted as best he could.

My lord, we have found ship fragments in this unmanned system that are likely to come from the Martian Mechanicus.

oh?

[Ask him to report detailed data. With Walter's caution, he must have more information before sending us a communication. 】

Well... report the specific information to me, Bakht.

Yes, my lord, the cyborg captain's eyeballs flashed with data communication light spots, The damage to this mechanical ark is very serious, but according to optical and other scanning analysis, it should have been in a It was destroyed in an accident, and it looked like it had been damaged by some kind of natural disaster. The intensity and extent of the damage were too high, and it didn't look like it was attacked by a weapon. In addition, because it was too cold and dead, we haven't found anything from it yet. A sign of blessing from the Most High.”

go on.

——Its entire tail and most of its head were lost, leaving only a small fragment of its middle section.

[It sounds like the gravity and life support systems of this ark have been destroyed or shut down. It is no different from a piece of space debris. 】

It's so broken that it's unlikely to be of any value to you in bringing us back from our hunt on the surface of the fake... planet, Bahth.

Yes, my Lord, but when we were about to move the sensor elsewhere, the sensor scanned an extremely weak ordered signal.

Lamizane remained calm.

It's amazing how tenacious it is. But what exists in these ruins may be dirty orcs, or mutants, or even something worse. In short, it's nothing special.

Generally speaking, it is like this, my lord, but according to the scanning results of the sensor array, there should be only a very small part of the entire debris that is still functioning, and the signal it emits is a special Mechanicum. Internal code, my lord.”

【oh? 】

Things are starting to get interesting, so you must have deciphered it to have the guts to tell me about it.

The cyborg captain solemnly saluted again.

Exactly, my lord, the deciphered code part first showed a name, and then others.

who is it?

The deciphered message is as follows: Anyone - shall - return - the Ark - with - the inviolable personal property of - the Great Belisarius Caul - will -.

Gua!

In short, I need to do important things tomorrow, which consumes the author's social energy quota, and I have a hunch that there is a high possibility of encountering obstacles, so if there is no update after 2 o'clock tomorrow, I will update two chapters at 6 o'clock (forward). If it is updated normally after 2 o'clock, it will be a smooth day——ε-(｀;)