Warhammer Inquisitor

M25.227 Sol Vasas/Neutral Galaxy. Del Nimo City

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There are no people in the bar now. Most of the regular customers will come here after nightfall. Most of them are miners and surrounding factory workers. They will come here for a drink after a busy day. The drinks here It's not the best, and the food isn't very good, but it's the only thing they have for fun.

So now it's very quiet here, the workers still have their day's work finished, the green sun of Solvasas is still hanging high above their heads, there are only a few silent guests in the secluded tavern, most of them are passing by Travelers, merchants or mercenaries, intelligence dealers, and some dangerous elements you won't know.

They have a short rest here, and then they will embark on a journey, just like many people came to this planet caught between the war between the Federation and the Autonomous Alliance, most of them came here to exchange information.

These "travellers" are whispering in the corner of this secluded, undisturbed bar, suspicious people sitting at each other's tables, whispering dangerous and expensive news, dare I say, Federation and Dominion, or those alien independent forces will be more than happy to pay for it.

But this guest did not come here to exchange information, or at least he did not come here to work for the Federation, or any political force, nor was he a mercenary, a businessman or a killer hired by a certain politician .

He was sitting at the wall table next to the door, waiting for an acquaintance, he may be a friend, a brother, or even a close friend to him, at least he thinks so, of course, to that guy , I may only get an old idiot in exchange, or an old bastard, in short, it depends on his mood.

But he still believes that this friend of his will come, he will always come, no matter who is cursing, pointing and cursing, he will always come.

And that is indeed the case. The door of the tavern opened, and a guy wearing sunglasses and a low-key jacket who looked like a wandering mercenary walked into the tavern. The sound of the door opening attracted the attention of the mysterious guests in the room. The bartender also looked at him from behind the bar, but no one said a word.

Soon everything calmed down. Rather, no one noticed him at first. The man sitting by the door looked at his friend, and the latter also noticed him.

Sure enough, he came over and sat sideways on the bench opposite him. He sat in the shadow behind the oblique corner of the window, looking at himself with the completely opaque one-way sunglasses.

"You old idiot, can't you meet me directly on Harvest Star? Do you have to come here?" He complained and looked around, his vigilant eyes flicked over the strangers who were here like him, and among them Several people also glanced at him.

The new guest frowned, he moved a little to the window, and then pulled down the blinds on the window, he complained and looked at the long-haired man sitting opposite, "You know the league opened my head?" How much reward is there?"

"I heard that the price of the bounty has also increased. Is this a recognition of you? Federal Marshal, General Vito Constantine." He said with a smile, and the Federal Marshal Vito Constantine who was sitting opposite Ding rolled his eyes, put his hands on the table, and put a pistol with safety on the table.

He glanced at the malicious guys around him, and those guys also turned around knowingly after seeing the pistol. After making sure that everyone turned their eyes away, Vito looked at the guy on the opposite side again.

"I'd rather they treat me like an idiot. Now every day someone wants my head. I have to worry about a grenade thrown from the window or a laser gun shooting at me every meal. But you are still so leisurely."

Vito put his hands on the table and leaned forward to get closer to the table, so that he could speak softly, "You old bastard, why did you ask me to meet here? Don't you know how messy the neutral galaxy is? Go out Getting shot is more likely than falling."

"And the food was terrible. I hurried over after receiving the news. I didn't eat breakfast, lunch, or dinner. I was so hungry that I ate a piece of pizza outside the star port, but I promise, that damn thing It tasted like styrofoam and tasted like industrial waste."

The long-haired man looked at Vito on the opposite side, he smiled and waved to the robot waiter, "I don't meet you outside your headquarters because your federal FNA (Federal Naval Intelligence Agency) is everywhere. They are all informants and eyes and ears, the entire Federation, and even most of the Milky Way have ears and ears, I have to guard against it."

Vito is sitting in the shadow of the corner, he is like a mysterious assassin and a mercenary who is not easily provoked. This trick has been used by Vito many times in the past. Ninety-seven guys who want to cause trouble think twice before acting, and as for the remaining three percent, they can only be physically enlightened.

"Beer for you two." The robot came over. The silver-blue metal shell was very bare and smooth. It looked very different from the high-end bionic robot. The latter was almost the same as a human being, and could only be indicated by the position of the temple. lights for identification.

But this is also normal, how could such a dilapidated tavern in the neutral area afford such expensive bionics? Vito looked at the robot bartender. It looked more like it was pieced together from its own rough parts, but its intelligent core could still ensure that it could perform most of the daily activities, at least the bartender could do it.

The robot put down the beer and left. Vito looked at the robot that returned to his bar. He began to programmatically wipe the wine glasses on the shelf.

Vito's eyes swept across the hall. Almost all the staff in this tavern were robots, and he didn't even see its human boss, but it's no wonder that no one would be a mercenary or spy who was dangerous during the day like in this dark, remote place. That's where drunk miners work at night.

"This kind of robot is everywhere now, from the earth to the outer ring." Vito complained and picked up the beer. He took a sip and almost spit it out because of its terrible taste. He coughed and put the beer Back to the table.

"What's your old bastard's name now? George? Or Mayor?" Vito wiped off the drink residue from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and the long-haired man sitting opposite him smiled, but he didn't because of the bad drink And gagging, and it looks like he can even drink it.

"Kenobi, this is my new name, Kenobi Fett." He put the beer back on the table as well, smiled and looked at Vito in the shadow opposite, in the dark corner only His sunglasses reflected a little bit of strange light, other than that his entire face was completely immersed in darkness.

"It's you, you haven't changed your name since 1939, Vito Constantine, that's really interesting, how long have you been using this name? Seven hundred years?" Kenobi said with a smile, this is of course not his real name, To be honest, no one knows what his real name is anymore. Vito never knew it, and those who knew it have long since died. It is estimated that there are not even ashes left.

Vito in the shadow stretched out a hand, he took the beer on the table and dragged it back into the shadow, he tried to take a sip, in fact, it is not unacceptable if he swallowed slowly, although the taste is still weird weird.

"I'm not you, I don't need to change my name every few decades." Vito said in the shadows, and Kenobi took a sip from his glass, smiling and holding the slender beer bottle with his fingers. Longneck, "How's your war going?"

"Haven't you heard?" Vito's sunglasses were shining on the opposite side, and the floating car sliding past outside the window cast a purple halo into the alley, and those lights shone on Vito's face through the gaps in the blinds. on the lens.

Kenobi took another sip of wine, and he used one finger to lift up the hair on his face and pin it behind his ears. His Asia Minor skin color was still so dark. Speaking of which, this guy can obviously change his skin color, but he Never did that, and Vito doesn't know why, maybe leaving the only trace of his past self?

"I want to hear you tell me more. You know, there are a lot of rumors in this world now, but I believe what you say." Kenobi said, slightly raised one finger holding the beer bottle, and pointed to the opposite side of the table. Vito, the cyberlight from the window shone on his face too.

Vito snorted softly, one of his legs lifted up from the shadows and rested on the table, two pairs of high boots collided with each other, the silver armor attached to them jingled in the collision, Kenobi looked at the boots.

"You're still wearing them? You've been wearing them since 1880 and you're not going to change?" "I'm nostalgic, can't I?"

Vito said coldly, the arm in the shadows stretched out a finger and pointed at Kenobi, "I don't need you to teach me what to do, old cunning, you have watched human beings develop for tens of thousands of years, Now you suddenly ran over to care about the situation of the battle?"

"Standing on the sidelines doesn't mean you don't care, Vito. I also advise you not to interfere too much in human affairs. You will get deep into it and find that no matter what you do is meaningless, you will only be hurt in the end."

Kenobi was looking straight at the sunglasses while Vito cut it, and his hand fell back into the darkness, "And then? Sitting on the sidelines watching a show? Watching our compatriots kill each other? Then write a few sentences with emotion and continue to write a book?"

Kenobi sighed, he shook his head slightly and took a sip of beer, "The differences between the two of us still exist, but I don't want to convince you today, maybe you will understand one day, understand, we as immortals should not interfere in the transition Human history, but that's not here, in the present, and now, tell me the results of your..."efforts."

Vito snorted disdainfully, his body was leaning against the shadows, only the outline of its edges could be glimpsed, "Since the Outer Rim rebellion, the Free Trade Alliance and the Yulayan Federation have now allied themselves, and they are trying to persuade the independent The militia teamed up with them against the Confederate army."

"How did it turn out?" Kenobi asked while drinking, and Vito also took a sip, and the glass bottle at the end of the beer glass shone in the neon light.

"They were beaten up by us. Although we also suffered heavy losses after fighting the Iron Rain battle with the Eldar, we are still a regular army after all. It is enough to beat up a group of speculative businessmen and a group of angry farmers with shotguns."

Kenobi smiled softly, and tapped the hardened plastic table lightly with his hand shaking the wine glass, and his voice sounded rhythmic, "I heard that the aliens on the outer ring have rebelled, some species joined the ranks of the rebels, and took their own weapons."

"Aliens have always been involved in the Outer Ring Rebels, but they were all unlucky ones left by some Eldars who shrank back to their hometown. A while ago, I led a team to beat them up during the Battle of Kolomir. They Half of the main fleet was destroyed, and now it is being chased by the Federal Navy and the Marine Corps."

Vito said in relief, he sipped the local beer, and gradually, now that he could accept it, Vito slightly shrugged his shoulders and moved his legs on the table, "The group of businessmen, and the traitors The army has been driven out of the middle and outer ring area, and their previous attempt to attack Fei Leng Cui also ended in failure, and now I and the staff are considering launching a tough battle for the outer ring, killing them completely, and the rebellion is over."

Kenobi drank his beer and shook his head slightly, his eyes looked at Vito in the shadow opposite, "No, old friends, those who have decided to revolt will not give up because of this, they will win at any cost, No matter how wrong forces it takes."

Vito's legs were put down, his body leaned forward and his face appeared at the very edge of the shadow, his eyes wearing sunglasses looked at Kenobi in front of him, "What do you want to say?"

Kenobi put down his beer and put his hands on the table, "They found a weapon, a dangerous one, and those kids didn't even know what it was."

"While being chased by your navy, the Free Trade Federation fleet inadvertently passed through a colony planet abandoned by the Eldar, and in the Eldar base that was blown up during the Human-Eldar War, they A stele was found, a mysterious but extremely dangerous stele, which the Eldar call Vasa Tidmir."

"The gates of hell?" Vito interjected, and Kenobi nodded to Vito with a satisfied smile, "It seems that your Eldar language is good, old friend." "After all, I have fought against them for almost ten years." , not counting the previous border war, let’s continue.”

Vito took a sip of the beer and listened quietly to Kenobi's words. The latter didn't make him wait too long. He lifted the dark brown hair that was blocking his forehead and continued to talk.

"People from the Free Trade Alliance checked the data records of the Eldar, and they thought it was a weapon, a powerful weapon that could change the situation of the battle, but because your fleet was chasing so closely, they didn't have time to figure it out on the spot What is it, I hurriedly loaded it on the ship and took it away."

"Their fleet has been chased and beaten by your people, but a strange thing happened. During the chase, the cruiser carrying the stele suddenly left the fleet without authorization, completely ignoring the fleet's order and making an emergency jump. It even crashed a frigate because of it."

"Mution?" Vito asked, giving a possibility based on his professional experience, but Kenobi shook his head and denied it.

"The cruiser is almost completely mechanized. Most of the members on it are robots. The ship system is also driven by artificial intelligence. There are only a few living sailors on it, so mutiny is impossible."

While Kenobi was talking, Vito stopped holding the beer bottle ready to drink, he hesitated for a moment and then put down the glass, "Go ahead."

"The cruiser made several space jumps, and then came to the vicinity of Norson Star, and then crashed on the ice field for unknown reasons. Since then, there has been no news. Not only that, the entire Norson Star has also completely lost contact. No news at all."

Vito put the wine glass on the table. He rested his chin on one hand and thought about it. Then he took off his sunglasses and looked at Kenobi with his own eyes. He put the sunglasses on the table, his eyes Glittering in the dark.

"So you noticed something in this strange incident, right? Something dangerous." Vito asked, Kenobi nodded silently, his eyes looked out from the gap in the blinds, those The tall buildings completely bury the alley in shadow, and only the unnatural artificial light from the upper floors illuminates the alley.

"I sensed something dangerous from the stele. After the Eldar colony was destroyed by war, I thought the stele would also be destroyed by orbital bombing, but it didn't turn out as I expected. Gone forever, but dug up."

There was an ominous halo on Kenobi's face, and the purple halo shone on his face, "The group of divided businessmen didn't know what they found in order to survive, and now, the stone tablet has left the soul. The safe place the Clan built for it, we must find it and destroy it."

"Us?" Vito asked in surprise, Kenobi slightly turned his head to look at Vito opposite him, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Yes, we, just like we have done many times in the past, You said you wanted to help human civilization, and now human civilization needs your help, as well as mine."

Vito looked at the man on the opposite side and was silent for a moment. Then he sighed helplessly and grabbed the sunglasses and put them back in front of his eyes. The pulse ray pistol was also grabbed and inserted into the holster on his waist.

Kenobi got up satisfied, and he threw an infocoin data strip on the table, "Norsen Star is hundreds of light-years away from us, we have to get there as soon as possible, do you have any suitable means of transportation?"

"Yes, take my boat." Vito said, turned and left the booth, straddled his gun, walked to the door of the bar and pressed the button beside the door. With a burst of ticking, the door opened, and countless artificial lights shone on the bar. His face.

Kenobi also walked out of the deck, and he stood behind Vito, "The small one, or the big one?" "The big one, the Executor, the flagship of my fleet."

Vito walked out of the bar as he spoke, and Kenobi followed him in the dark alleys under the tall buildings. The cyber lights shone on them, making them seem to be walking in a dream, and Vito clung to the side of the street. Walking along the wall covered with bullet holes, he took out a small communicator from his pocket.

"Helen, ask the Executor to set the course and prepare to go to Northam." Vito said and released the communication symbol, but suddenly pressed it again and continued, "Take the cruiser Oak and Iron Cross, Get the commandos ready."