Warhammer: Start with a dog.

Chapter 538 Meanwhile-
"Has word been sent to Conskavan? About Operation Flower of Cadia? And has our request for assembled defense been sent to everyone else?"

In the new command center - this cave is now located underground in Krave Castle and stretches for a considerable distance. In fact, this was part of the previous laboratory of Sage Klan. This cave system follows the internal space of the ancient ruins, which is spacious and complex. Now its confidentiality and defense measures are obviously very suitable for maintaining the safety of the entire command center and the Supreme Castle Lord. Sage Klan also agreed to lend out his crusaders and combat robots.

"Yes." Kyle nodded. "The signal has been sent out, but there is no response. The signal may be bad at the Logistics Minister's place. Besides, I mean, there is no response from the Black Templars, nor from the Space Wolves. Even the Sisters of Battle have not responded. It's very strange. Logically, they should have seen it."

"Yeah." Creed put a cigar in his mouth again, but he didn't light it, because even the almighty Sergeant Kyle couldn't find a second complete cigar now. "Maybe living saints can inspire mortals, but those children of the Emperor have different views on this."

Sergeant Kyle made a disapproving sound to his superior, looking carefully around to make sure that the staff, clerks, and others who were busy around were not aware of the conversation between the two of them.

Creed is always like this. Although he has been excellent since he was adopted by the Eighth Regiment and entered the military system, Garlan Kyle, who has known him since the White Shield Legion of Cadia, knows that although this old friend has talent on the battlefield, his subtle indifference to the Holy Emperor and Terra, or his excessive emphasis on the people of Cadia themselves, always makes Kyle worried.

Fortunately, Ursaka E. Creed is now the most successful living commander in Cadia in many ways. Even so, we still have to guard against future reckonings by the local traditional military families and the Inquisition, Kyle thought, while planning the content of Creed's next speech in his mind.

Whether it was a coincidence or the planning of some damn demon, Kyle saw from the corner of his eye that an eye-catching figure was forcefully pushing through the waves of flustered staff officers and secretaries in front of him and walking straight towards them.

"Oh, no." He whispered, trying to get Creed's attention. "Promise me, Ursaka, not to get into too much of an argument with her."

The High Castle Lord turned his head and saw the strong and tall woman walking towards them.

"Then you have to find us an unoccupied room as soon as possible, Kyle." Creed's jawline tightened and he frowned. "I don't think it's appropriate to show my subordinates here the confrontation between the Imperial Inquisition and us."

At the other end of the vast stone hall, Inquisitor Talia Davona, the highest leader of the Heretic Order in Cadia, was walking towards them with determination.

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Kacardius Hiron suddenly appeared outside the Warmaster's meeting room. This was the first time that Mocas saw the always calm and elegant Alpha Legion intelligence chief have such a clear facial expression.

"She's coming! They're all coming!" said the Alpha Intelligence Master. "They will come eventually! But not now! The road of destiny is full of fog! Warmaster! And, the Daughter of the Fortress! You're just sitting here, don't you notice so many obvious problems in the fortress and its surroundings?!"

Dlavla stood up suddenly, ran to a slightly withered flesh and blood wall, and placed his palm and forearm directly against it.

The power of the Warp was forcibly injected into the Blackstone through her guidance, and then the mass of flesh and blood began to wriggle vividly. Mokas's eyes began to adapt to the different vision, and now she had become the Blackstone Fortress.

Her eyes saw the eight spires of the Blackstone Fortress, and at the same time, she saw the blue-green second continent of Cadia and the ice cap in the distance below. The light of the exchange of fire from the huge caliber artillery or the sudden explosion of fire from somewhere swept under the clouds on the surface of the planet. She saw the captain of the Eternal Will whispering in his throne connected to the cable. She saw the soldiers of the Black Legion entering the airdrop chamber and the Thunderhawk, which were continuously being dropped to the ground. She saw the slaves of the fortress working in the lower deck cabin.

Wait! What is that?! That's definitely not any of the fortress's creatures or members of the Black Legion!

She hastily mobilized the eyes of more fortress slaves, driving them to stagger through the blown-up cabin at the bottom. This was a usually empty bottom room. There were too many empty rooms like this that were not covered by the Warp Flesh on the Eternal Will. No one lived in them and no one would enter them, because without the help of the Warp Flesh, living in them would make any legion member feel very depressed and suffocated - because the fortress slaves essentially had no autonomous consciousness, they were all connected to Mokas's Warp Flesh, so that no one noticed when a hole was blown here. The cold wind of the vacuum froze a team of slaves into broken crystallized flesh and blood. She hastily changed another team -

"We were boarded by a group of Space Wolves, and this is your fault." Xiron scolded. Mokas saw nine heads and eighteen wings appear around his head. The prophesied Warp vortex appeared one after another beside his shaved head like a kaleidoscope. Some of the heads were gnawing on the newly appeared wolf-shaped totem. "But I have to rush over to deal with these invaders first. You'd better mobilize the fortress to help us."

"But it's not my fault!" Mokas sat on the steps next to the throne in despair. She shouted, "Blackstone Fortress is alive! I can only put the shackles made of the warp around her neck to deceive her attention so that we can guide the main guns and other things to fire! But she doesn't have any sensors or auspicious instruments that can automatically help us detect the enemy! She won't help us see more!"

"That's because you spent too much time observing other things in real space. So much so that you didn't see it and their appearance." The intelligence master didn't blame her more, but this made Mokas even more uncomfortable, because she turned around and saw deep disappointment in the eyes of her beloved warmaster and father.

The fortress girl's heart tightened as if it was being gripped. Ah! How she wanted to reach out and smooth out the painful wrinkles on his heroic forehead!
"Mokas."

"Warmaster! I will take care of it for you! Please don't worry! Please trust me!"

"The Wolves' goal is not what they show themselves to be," the Warmaster mused, his forehead ablaze with blue, pink, and purple that bloomed like endless feathers in orbit around his forehead, like a gorgeous crown of change. "I was once a Wolves," he said. "Look to the sides of their caves. Smaller openings, more hidden tunnels."

"I'll feed them to the fortress for you."

Mokas bowed deeply and followed Shiron out.

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Captain Hannah Keztrar hurried through the clouds in her beloved plane, and just behind them she could hear the constant firing of her gunner-spotter's heavy felling gun.

"How are you?!" she yelled. "Ravs! Did we get rid of them?!"

The team that the Dead Eye was in tracked the enemy from the northern wall of Krave Castle to the southern wall. They successfully took a large number of reconnaissance photos, including the Dark Angels' attempt to turn their crashed cruisers into a defensive fortress against demons, the sudden smoke bombs and rapid march of the Iron Warriors, the pursuit of the Space Wolves' Iron Wolf Company, and the following scenes whose meanings made her dare not think about them anymore - she must bring this most precious and convincing intelligence photo back! Otherwise, the Supreme Command is likely to be misled! The cunning enemy is trying to plot to replace the Imperial forces and infiltrate! The Space Wolves' Iron Wolf Company may be making peace with the enemy for some purpose! They are no longer pure! She must warn the command and the Supreme Castle Lord! But words are not enough, no one will believe what she said unless she takes the film back.

Now this precious roll of film is in the cockpit of their plane, but when their team evacuated, they encountered ground fire from the demon troops and the damn hell dragons. Although these damn creatures may not be as light and fast as her plane, their advantage lies in their cluster. There are too many of them, and these beasts emitting the stench of sulfur are hunting the Cadian planes.

The leader of her reconnaissance team had heroically used himself to entangle two flying dragons so that the wingmen could escape with the film. May the Emperor bless their heroic spirits! And they lost three more planes in the process of fleeing to Clough Castle. Now the team only had Hannah's Dead Eye, and she was less than a hundred kilometers away from Clough Castle. They could do it.

The captain's head was swollen and her face was covered with heat and sweat from the adrenaline. She held her joystick tightly, not daring to be distracted or look back.

"Raves! How's it going?!" Her loyal and reliable companion, the gunner who had flown with her more than two hundred times, did not answer, but she could still hear the sound of him shooting, da da da, da da da.

The beast behind her seemed to be chasing closely, and she seemed to think she could hear the sound of its wing membrane, a mixture of flesh and metal, flapping the air.

She tilted the fuselage again, trying to get through a gap between two thick clouds to shake off her pursuers.

Then she heard with horror the sharp friction sound coming from the metal skin on the wing - it sounded like some beast was trying to scratch her plane with its huge claws like a cat scratching a toy, and at the same time she felt a sudden sinking on the port side: her heart sank, finally a Hell Dragon caught up with them, and the wing was a blind spot for Laves to shoot, although she still heard the sound of his steady shooting.

"There's a stone forest ahead! I have to try to fly at a very low altitude! Lavs! Hold on tight!"

Then Captain Hannah Katezlar, a native of the slums of Khadija, began pulling on the plane's control stick with the greatest force she could remember.

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"Ursaka." Talia Davona's scarred face was extremely firm. An inquisitor who worked for the Order of the Rebellion in Cadia would never be a soft persimmon, just as she stared at Creed with a gleaming gaze and did not flinch. "I don't want to say anything false. I want to hear the truth, and I hope you tell the truth, too."

"We don't lie, Madam Judge." Creed bit his cigar, then took it off and put it in his chest pocket. "You know, I've never been good at lying. What do you want from me?"

"I believe you have read that briefing. Every person who takes over as the High Lord or Supreme Commander of Cadia will receive this briefing from the Inquisition." The Inquisitor carefully checked every slight change in the expression on the High Lord's face. "So can you explain to me why my investigators reported those additional troop movements and civil engineering operations to me?"

Garlan Kyle felt a terrible chill pass through his stomach when he read the briefing. The adjutant, who always stood firm like a city wall beside Creed, felt his face burning with fear as his heartbeat grew louder. As a member of the Eighth Regiment who had been inseparable from Creed and had taken care of him for many years, Sergeant Kyle certainly knew about the briefing.

Hell, he was a Cadian veteran who had fought in many wars and visited more than one world. Of course he knew what the Extermination Order Protocol and the Extermination Order were, no matter how high-sounding they were. Why did he think that his rank was so honored to hear this briefing? This was the Extermination Order Protocol for his home, the world he was born and raised on. Was it because he had always thought that this time would pass just like the previous twelve times? But the Inquisitor's attitude made Kyle's stomach sink.

"Oh, those." Creed said in a businesslike tone, "You know, the hiding places, the reserve troops, the hidden sentries. In Cadia mythology, it is said that there will always be divine soldiers coming out from the depths of the mountains to turn the tide, right? That is our reserve troops. They will only be mobilized in an emergency and play a decisive role."

The Inquisitor stood up and seemed to want to slam the table, but there was no table in front of them, so she stood up with her hands behind her back and paced around Creed.

——As if Creed was a criminal she was interrogating. Kyle thought. This was not a good sign.

"Don't play word games with me! Ursaka! Many of them are setting up temporary landing points! Don't think I don't know!" she shouted, "It has never been carried out before because there has never been such a large-scale contact before! There are too many demons landing in Cadia this time! Everyone has witnessed the eight-pointed star in the sky! The chaos pollution index in the residential area remains high! We can't take any risk of spreading! Such serious and increasing sightings and contacts of subspace entities require large-scale virus bomb bombings in any world!"

"Are you really going to do this? I mean, you want to tell me that even if we now have the miracle of a living saint appearing, and we can finally drive Abaddon away and expel the Black Legion from our world, the Inquisition will execute all the heroes and people who have just won the victory here? And then destroy the Empire's strongest fortress worlds and the best recruiting worlds that Abaddon failed to destroy?"

"The living saints bless the souls of the dead, and I will make sure that all those who should be cleansed are left on the ground when the extermination order is issued. This will prevent the spread of contamination when soldiers are transported." Taliyah said grimly, "Of course, this includes myself. I have also witnessed enough demons. I will stay here with you then. We must consider the overall situation, Creed. Once this place is cleansed, other Cadian regiments that have been sent out can come back to colonize and reproduce. There are enough Cadians scattered across the galaxy. These people who have left their homes will be happy to come back and rebuild this place. The overall situation is important! Creed! Do you understand? This is for the Empire!"

"Okay... okay... I understand..." Creed began to hum and haha ​​to express his understanding, and signaled Kyle with his eyes to ask the judge to leave.

"Don't fool me!" She rushed over, almost getting close to the face of the Supreme Castle Lord, "You must tell me in person! Promise me that you will implement the final agreement!"

"..."

"Look me straight in the face! Speak your answer loudly!"

The High Castle Lord shook his head, closed his eyes, and muttered something before answering the Inquisitor.

“Make sure there is no evacuation,” he said.

(End of this chapter)