The Emperor’s Angel of Death

Seeing their nervousness, Soshyan then revealed a gentle smile, stepped forward and said:

“In the current environment, what you have done is already an extraordinary creation. May I have the pleasure of shaking your hand?”

Faced with the giant standing like a mountain in front of her, the lady could only nod blankly, and then extended her mechanical arm. Bangula was about to speak, but Soshyan raised his palm to signal it was okay, and then shook the other party's mechanical arm.

Only then did she wake up as if from a dream.

“Sorry, sorry! I wasn’t being impolite, I wasn’t”

She stuttered even more, as if her language module was about to break down. Soshyan just smiled and gently held the other party's small hand again.

“It’s okay.”

Afterwards, he shook hands with the other two one by one, until then he noticed that the robes of these few were very simple, which meant that they were actually in a relatively low class in the Mechanicus.

So he looked at Bangula.

“Director Bangula, are none of these three Magi?”

“No, they are not.”

Soshyan nodded thoughtfully.

“Then this is even more commendable. Director Bangula, how did you discover them?”

“I created an academic discussion network, any Tech-Priest who has reached a certain rank can access it, and can publish their own academic views and technical ideas. After screening and verifying that they are harmless, they can be publicly displayed with their names. And I have formulated a complete set of laws to restrict mentors from encroaching on the academic achievements of their apprentices, and the priests can also communicate freely. I have also set up an acceptance department. If any Magos or Priest or any organization feels that they have created something valuable or a theory, they can report it to the acceptance department. The acceptance department will send the relevant information to the review department directly under me. After confirming that it is true and valuable, they will give the inventor the support they want and a rank promotion reward. The price is that the Forge World will have the right to use the technology or theory.”

“Aren’t you worried”

Bangula replied meaningfully:

“If we do nothing because we are afraid, then wouldn't the goals of those things that make us afraid be achieved? We can be stricter, more rigorous, arrange things carefully, and firmly grasp the review process, but this does not mean we should do nothing. People often use chronic poison and highly toxic poison to compare science and technology, and the arguments of slow death and quick death are all idiotic! It’s like a group of people knowing that the only well water has been poisoned, and then deciding not to drink water anymore, only drinking rainwater, or drinking each other’s urine, and they have to arrange the process of drinking urine properly, thinking that it is safe, anyway, drinking urine will kill you, but you can die a little slower, right? But why can’t everyone think of a way to find a way to purify the water source, or find a filter device, a water purifier, or even a pill, to solve the problem, instead of racking their brains to think about how to drink urine more safely! Perhaps the process of finding a solution will cost a great price, but living people can’t be drowned by urine, right? Isn't it better to use human courage to solve problems? Is it really courage to drive countless soldiers to the battlefield like livestock, let them fall like cutting wheat, and finally erect a monument on the battlefield to praise their courage?”

Bangula at this time did not look like a Mechanicus Magos at all. The coldness, mechanical nature, and rigid logic peculiar to the Mechanicus seemed to have all disappeared, replaced by a kind of enthusiasm that only belonged to mortals.

But Soshyan knew that Bangula was definitely not the kind of person with overly rich emotions. His words were not a passionate speech, but were addressed to himself.

Knowing that he was a Space Marine Chapter Master of a purged legion, and also had contact with the Eldar, he still said these words, Bangula's thoughts were obviously as bold and radical as his style.

After listening, Soshyan sighed long.

“Director Bangula, I really admire you. This is not something that can be done overnight. Although you said it simply, I can imagine how difficult it is to actually do it. I believe that Ulan Huda will become a real academic cradle under your leadership, which is far more valuable than expecting some kind of super genius. As a thank you to you and Ulan Huda, I will hand over all the STC templates I have on hand to you. I believe that the wisdom of the ancients will be carried forward in this land.”

“Chapter Master, everything I said is not to vent my feelings. Humans are blind followers, and human courage needs to be inspired by a leader, especially the courage to truly solve problems. It must be led by a person of great fearlessness and wisdom. If I were just speaking from my own position, these words would be meaningless, but—”

“I understand your intentions.”

Soshyan nodded slightly, interrupting the other party.

“Let’s focus on the present for now.”

Then he turned around with a smile and looked at the three of them.

“I am extremely impressed by the outstanding creative abilities of you three. What is even more commendable is that you did not choose to create a weapon based solely on fantasy, but chose an evolutionary design method, innovating only at key points, and using mature technology as much as possible, using less unproven or risky technology, and ultimately making the entire project a success. Project 520 may have the opportunity to become a monument in the history of Imperial tanks. You three may also be remembered in history, so it needs a name. What do you think?”

The priest named Alexandrovich hesitated for a moment, and said hoarsely:

“It would be an honor to receive your naming”

“No, no, no, this honor belongs to you, you are the creators.”

“Um”

He looked at the other two. After a moment of exchanging glances, or rather brainwaves, Alexandrovich coughed lightly.

“We did think of one before”

“Please speak it out boldly, I am looking forward to it.”

“Soshyan”

“Ah?”

Soshyan was stunned immediately, and the other Space Marines looked at me, and I looked at you, and then talked in a low voice. Bangula nodded.

“A good name.”

“No, wait”

Soshyan waved his hand.

“Why my name?”

The other party replied:

“Because you changed Ulan Huda, gave this world a new life, and allowed us to prosper. The birth of Project 520 is directly related to you.”

“Then what about Magos Bangula”

Bangula shook his head.

“I am not an expert in ground weapon manufacturing, and this is not a project I participated in the research and development of. I must also set an example, otherwise how can I let others strictly abide by the law?”

Seeing everyone else looking at him, Soshyan waved his hands again and again.

“This, Leman Russ, the tanks named after the Primarch, are all from great figures, I am not suitable, not suitable.”

“Chapter Master, you are too modest.”

He waved his hand and continued to decline:

“This is not a question of modesty or not, this will cause misunderstandings.”

At this time, other Space Marines also agreed with this name, which made Soshyan not know what to say for a while. Finally, Kayan came forward.

“This name can also be regarded as a kind of protection. This weapon will eventually be put on the table. Naming it after an Imperial hero will reduce its controversy, and you also said that this is the right of the inventors. Since they have chosen so, then respect them.”

Having said that, Soshyan had to accept the proposal.

“This, well, I still call it Project 520. Can Project 520 be mass-produced now?”

Bangula replied:

“Anytime! Chapter Master, its production line overlaps with the Leman Russ to a high degree, and the automatic loader factory and turret foundry have already been prepared.”

“What output can be achieved?”

“It is currently estimated that the average annual output can reach 40,000 vehicles/year in the first 10 years, and then with the improvement and proficiency of the production process, it should be able to increase to 50,000 vehicles/year.”

“Very good, then let’s start. These three have established such great achievements, they should be promoted to their ranks, and continue to provide them with resources to develop newer and more powerful tank models. I look forward to the day when it crushes countless enemies across the galaxy!”

After inspecting the situation in Ulan Huda, Soshyan returned to the Avista, which was parked in the Forge World's military shipyard, and summoned all the White Templars Chapter.