Warhammer, Rogue Trader Notes

Gunmetal City, a volcanic hive, is nothing short of a melting pot notorious for its violence and lawlessness.In Gunmetal City, the considerations of the imperial officials are always the priority of the Eleventh Tax. A steady stream of weapons rolling off the production line and other supplies from the Eleventh Taxation Office are packaged and sent to other places in the galaxy. The place where the roaring war machine of the Empire fought.

Whether it was Sintila's law enforcement department or the members of the legal department dispatched from Terra, they all kept an attitude of turning a blind eye to the chaos in Gunmetal City.

Even Siegel must wear armor to walk on the roads of this city.The children born here have the same educational resources as Cadian. They all started playing with guns when they were young. Who is more noble than whom?

The gun control here is a bad debt.The proliferation of guns has brought great challenges to the security environment here.

The people in the middle nest seem to be immune to the gunshots, and the gunshots seem to be as simple as eating and drinking in their ears.

The people of Tarsus have become very fond of gunfights. For them, this situation is no different from daily life. Gunmetal City even has an area dedicated to gunfights and a viewing stand for watching competitions.

The hive nobles of Gunmetal City formed a cartel alliance, firmly controlling the firearms business in the Eleventh Tax.

Every year, the amount of tax that is scheduled to be collected by the Empire’s Eleven Taxes will be displayed to them, and Governor Harkos will organize a bidding to distribute the tasks assigned by the Empire.After completing the payment of the eleventh tax every year, each family will receive its own monetary reward from Governor Harkos according to its share of the eleventh tax.

They use a strange term to mock Governor Harkos's reward, which means that his reward is always just a little more than the cost.

Therefore, these manufacturers are not refusing orders from other sources. Siegel has just completed negotiations on the supply of standard equipment for the soldiers of the 94th Regiment.

Due to the strict performance parameters, only a few manufacturers could produce the blueprint provided by Meier, so they asked for a lot of money. The negotiation was very difficult, but everything was finally completed smoothly.

Siegel is waiting for the next train at the rail transit station connecting Sibelius and Gunmetal City. Even in the train station, he can hear sporadic gunshots from the city.

He was deeply disgusted by the urban environment of Gunmetal City, and the level of riots in Gunmetal City had begun to heat up during this period.The garrison troops of the Ministry of Justice are now tensely guarding key positions in Gunmetal City.

The reason for all this is...

"You are... Siegel?" The female voice interrupted Siegel's contemplation, he turned his head, and a woman of about 20 years old stood behind him, and beside her was a middle-aged maid .She has long brown hair, and her youthful aura has not faded from her body. She has light makeup on her face and is wearing a slightly fashionable dress. Her maid is standing behind her carrying a large suitcase.

Looking at the family badge on the subtle part of her clothes, Siegel was able to confirm the identity of the woman in front of her, "Are you... Igrain?"

"Yes, it's me." The other party seemed to look at Siegel in surprise.

"I didn't expect that I would see you here, and I almost didn't recognize you. What are you doing in Gunmetal City?" Siegel never thought that he would see Yige outside the noble salon. Rein Armengard, especially since Sandresh had mentioned him as a possible marriage partner a few months ago.

"Yeah, we haven't seen each other for 5-6 years, right?" When Igrein was still young, Siegel had met each other in the salon, and the relationship between the two was not very close, "I also Started to do things for the dynasty, get some weapons and equipment for my mother's sailors."

"Your mother is coming back from the Expanse?" There have always been rumors that Ofe Armengard wanted to bring the heir of his dynasty back to him, instead of staying in the maelstrom of Cintila's conspiracy.

However, due to the interference of her old enemy, the Marchenko dynasty, Igrain's journey to the Expansion Area or the Port of Wandering has been delayed.

"No, no, it's a message from the star language communication. I don't know how long the news has passed, but I have to do it when I receive it. After all, I am also the heir of the dynasty." Igrain's face was a little disappointed. I'm not sure if this is due to her missing her mother or something else.

"It can be seen that you are very suitable for this status." There is really nothing to talk about with each other, and Siegel can only praise each other dryly.

"It's much worse than you."

The rail transit soon pulled into the station, and Siegel and Igrein boarded the train. Law enforcement officers from the Ministry of Justice, wearing carapaces, carefully questioned everyone, even the nobles of the Hive City. Man's power comes from the distant divine Terra.

At least the harshness at work makes it impossible to pick out faults.

"Why are you so nervous today?" Igrain asked what happened in Siegel Gunmetal City.

"A snitch stole the family relic of the lord of Gunmetal City, a magnetic rail rifle of ancient technology." Siegel told Igrein the reason why Gunmetal City was so tense from top to bottom. "Because this city lord has more or less the background of the Mechanic Order, the personnel of the Ministry of Justice should also give him a little bit of face."

"You should have heard of this snitch, she was very famous in Sibelius before."

"Of course I've heard about it. I heard that many family warehouses have been stolen. I just didn't expect that even you knew about it."

Siegel showed his ID to the staff of the legal department in front of him, and the three of them got into the car without being interrogated.

"I heard about the existence of this snitch not long after I came back. If I hadn't seen the other party's outfit for some things, I might have suspected that she was an agent of the No. 26 reliquary."

"I've heard of this organization, and they seem to keep a lot of relics."

"Yes, they will 'forcibly' take back those sacred objects from the hands of the nobles. Even for me, seeing these people gives me a headache."

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I passed out halfway through writing last night, and when I woke up, I missed the full attendance time.

Volume 75 Siegel Foster: Chapter [-] Wilderness Train

If, like Siegel, you don't plan to use an aircraft to travel to and from the hive, the ground train is a good choice.It is a little inappropriate to describe this kind of train as intercity. After all, even Iron Gray City, the smallest hive city above Sintila, has a population of 40 billion.

Siegel and Igrein chatted casually on the train. Due to the influence of her mother, Igrein seemed to be yearning for the life of a wanderer.Siegel wasn't sure if she was a child of the void, but she made herself feel as if she could avoid her own doubts.

Of course, he wouldn't open his eyes to discuss the other party's father's problems. He would tell Igrain more interesting stories about her mother.Compared to the far-flung star language communications and the gossip and private chats among the nobles in the hive capital, Siegel's narration is more accurate and reliable.

For example, how her mother made a statement in the expansion, the weapon she took from an alien, and how she repelled the green-skinned pirates' attack on an imperial colony twice in a row.

The Expanse is full of troubles and opportunities.

The two continued to talk, and Siegel never mentioned his own affairs, but kept praising her mother; from time to time, the topic was brought to Igrein, but her mother put a lot of effort into her, everything She answered all questions flawlessly.

She began to prepare for becoming a Rogue Trader very early. She is the only heir of Armengard. She has practiced swordsmanship, learned how to read star charts and those strange ancient scripts.

Speaking of this, Siegel looked sideways at Igrein, and she did have some traces of training left on her body.

She doesn't seem as elegant as she looks.

Siegel noticed that the other party seemed to be looking at him. In order to avoid being rude, he chose to shift his gaze to the outside of the train.

The entire railway crossed the land where Sintila had begun to dry up. Compared with the terrifying desert and terrifying rainforest in the equatorial region, the northern continent where Sibelius was located at least seemed safer.

In the wilderness outside the city, it is not that there are no traces of human life, but in the wilderness that has been exploited for a long time, most settlements are difficult to maintain for a century.Most of them adopt the model of nomadic tribes, searching for any supplies that can provide survival on this land.

This search also includes finding from other tribes.

Relatively stable settlements are generally scattered along the routes between hives. They are generally established by mercenaries, and they make a living by selling services for the ground trains on the staggered transportation routes.They fended off the more aggressive nomadic tribes along the train routes.

Siegel could see a few mercenary checkpoints sporadically, and their factions could be distinguished by the white marks on their faces. As for the equipment of these mercenaries, they could be described as varied.Siegel doubts very much that the automatic weapon held by the person inside may be older than Igrein.

"What are you looking at?" Igrain followed Siegel's line of sight and looked out, revealing his slender and fair neck with a pendant on it, the style of which belonged to Armengard's family crest.

Siegel didn't see the beautiful scenery behind him. He felt the train passing through the settlement area, and the scattered material boxes were thrown directly from the train as compensation for living in the wilderness.

"I'm looking at the scenery outside." Siegel rambled nonsense. The stars in the sparkling galaxy were judged to be young and strong, but even such a dazzling light could hardly penetrate Sintila, which was surrounded by industrial waste gas and various A cloud composed of suspended particles.

Lines of light are traced by suspended particles, shadows of ravaged land and distant hives.

"Should be returning to Sibelius soon. To be honest, the law and order in Gunmetal City is really bad." Siegel complained to Igrein.

"Yeah, I really hope I can get home as soon as possible."

The train on board gradually increased its speed, and soon reached its cruising speed in the wild. This train is an armored train, and the outside is covered with armor plates to enhance the resistance of the train to those nomadic tribes. .

Of course, this kind of thinking is full of imperial arrogance. They prejudicedly believe that the tribes in the wilderness have no ability to destroy the empire's armed forces.But nomadic tribes in the wild usually don't get what they want so simply.

"boom!"

An explosion occurred on the track below the train. The explosion happened in the carriage where Siegel was in. The whole train was pushed out of the scheduled track by the explosion. After a few somersaults, the carriage where Siegel was in Standing on the ground again, some other carriages were brought down and rolled over on the ground.

He survived the blast thanks to the usually thick leathery nature of Imperial creations, plus Siegel's carapace and stance generator.But he was still terribly affected by the explosion, his mind was full of tinnitus, he tried his best to recover his consciousness from the explosion, and looked at Igrein who was under his protection.

"Are you OK?"

"I'm fine, what happened?"

Igrein seemed to have just recovered from the explosion, and she slowly lowered her hand from Siegel's body, and took back the sharp chip that was pulled out in an emergency.

"I don't know, but it's definitely not a good thing." Siegel struggled to stand up. Fortunately, he was still able to support his body consciously at the last moment. I'm going to die with myself forever.

He observed the surrounding situation, the explosion was very powerful, and apart from the screams of serious injuries, there were dead bodies around.

A huge gap was blown open in the bottom of the carriage, and it was obvious that the explosion came from here.Siegel took off the metal fragments stuck on the carapace on his body, and then took out a signal generator from his close pocket.

It sends psychic messages and electronic signals at the same time. There is nothing in the signal, but after other members of the dynasty receive this message, they will know that a member is in danger.

It seems that taking the ground vehicle was indeed a mistake. Siegel will smash the luggage wrapped in security and take out his weapon from it.

He turned his head to look at Igrein, only to see the other party standing aside holding his salute, with a sad expression on his face.

Siegel probably guessed what happened, and he ignored it.Because there were more important things happening outside, there were very intensive fighting sounds outside, mixed with the battle cries of those nomadic tribes.

At least he heard the sound of several heavy logging guns, which didn't sound like nomad robbery at all.

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Volume 76 Siegel Foster: Chapter [-] Under the Skirt

The ruling class of the hive capital usually doesn't care about the situation on the planet's wilderness.Even Siegel did not know the specific situation of these nomadic tribes, but based on his experience in the Star Sea, he speculated that he might be in some trouble at the moment.

Siegel observed the situation outside through the broken window of the train. The looters of these nomadic tribes fought with the armed men escorting the train 30 meters away.These members have been tortured by the harsh environment in the wilderness, and they are in disrepair. They are on both sides of the train, attacking the train at the same time, and the sound of metal collisions on the carriage can be heard endlessly.

Their weapons seem to be in fairly good condition.They even had Calixis-type lasguns, the standard weapon for Sintila fusiliers, and a few heavy stump guns.This industrial standard style is obviously not handmade by these nomads in the wilderness.

There may be dozens of people in this attacking team, and the vegetation in the wilderness hindered his observation, but even the firepower he saw now dispelled the possibility of him taking the initiative to attack.

After the attack, the defense force of the vehicle crew should use the communicator to contact the planetary defense force. It is enough for them to stay until the planetary defense force arrives at the scene of the incident.

Siegel vaguely felt that something was wrong. Power swords and laser pistols were obviously not enough to fight against this level of battle. Siegel needed powerful weapons to protect himself.

Fortunately, this is the empire. The empire may lack everything, but there is no shortage of people and guns. This kind of train has emergency buried weapon compartments in some carriages. All Siegel has to do is to find it.

Siegel originally wanted Igrain to hide in a relatively safe place in the carriage, and then went to find the weapon by himself.But when he turned his head and noticed her, Igrain was bending over to check whether there were any survivors in the carriage who could help the two of them.Her face looked gloomy, and there was some anger in it, even in this situation, Igrain was doing his part.This appearance is indeed Ofe's daughter, the woman who finally won the duel with the Eldar pirates is always rational and not lacking in enthusiasm in battle.

But it seemed that there was little hope for anyone in this carriage to survive. After only a few minutes, most of the screams in the carriage had been reduced by half.

Igrain tore up the hem of his dress and simply bandaged the wound of a person who was not seriously injured.In addition to the flesh-colored stockings, she also wore an armed belt on the outside of her thighs, on which daggers, steel needles, and compact dueling pistols were fixed.

Siegel really didn't expect such a scene under her skirt, it seemed that she was hotter than he imagined.Siegel just admired the faintly black landscape, and then turned his attention to the outside of the car.

During this time, the firepower of the defenders on the train crew had begun to slowly decline, and the looters began to move around, wanting to launch a final attack on the train.

From time to time, passengers on the train lost their minds and escaped from the train and ran into the wilderness, but most of the passengers still stayed safely in the carriages.It's not how orderly they are, or how well they respond to emergencies, it's just that most of the hive people have no experience living in the wilderness.

Anyone with a certain ability to judge will find that staying in the car is the best choice.

Siegel began examining the vehicle for possible weapons bays.The gunshots from the train side became more and more sparse, and Siegel's time became more and more urgent.

Siegel never thought that the tribes that fell on the wilderness were a good choice. The culture and even the physical structure of those tribes were incompatible with human beings. The tribes were full of mutants, cultists and even wizards.He wished to hold off as long as possible, waiting for the PDF to join him.

At present, the fastest way to obtain rescue is to leave the carriage and go to the security room at the front of the train. There is a wireless communication device of the vehicle, which can directly contact the hive capital. At this time, it is more effective for Ils and the members of the dynasty.

It's a pity that it is unrealistic. Siegel finally found the location of the hidden weapon compartment. He grabbed his left hand and smashed it towards the hatch door. This weapon box is not reinforced with strong metal. It was originally designed for people to use. Yes, Siegel quickly smashed the hatch slightly out of shape, and then used a piece of broken metal as a crowbar to break open the entire cabin.

The advantage of the abundant martial arts of the Imperials is that he can always find a thick enough pipe and suitable ammunition.Two shotguns fell out of the hatch, and he then took the bullets from the weapons bay and began loading the shotguns.

The minimum size of the shotgun pellets of the Imperials is the buckshot level. It is too difficult for these Imperials to expect them to use bird bombs to hit ducks.

Igrain squatted and walked over, and Siegel found that she seemed to be more flexible than he imagined, with a good sense of balance.He casually asked Igrain: "Will it work?"

She nodded, and Siegel was not polite, and handed her the gun directly, then picked up another shotgun, and the two leaned against the back of the armor of the car by the window.Igrain stared at Siegel with blue eyes, waiting for his signal.

Siegel raised up three fingers and dropped them one by one. With the last finger down, the two stood in front of the window and pulled the trigger on the predator outside the window.

Shotguns can still maintain a good killing effect at tens of meters, but aiming at a target 30 meters away with a metal sight is actually a very technical test.

Siegel's shooting technique was only so-so, anyway, the shot was a piece of lead, he just pulled the trigger based on the feeling that he was aiming in the direction, but Igrein seemed to be quite good at it.She played at least looks more accurate than Siegel.

But Siegel gave full play to his advantages. He kept pulling the handguard below. Before the Predator's heavy logging gun turned its direction, he had already fired most of the bullets in the magazine.

The sudden appearance of a new firepower caught the group of looters by surprise. Several looters were killed by the barrage, but that was the effect.

Facing the carriage where Siegel was, they were soon suppressed inside the carriage.Shrapnel flew in the carriage, and the few passengers who were still breathing had a good time at this time.

Siegel then used the black uncle shooting method to shoot out all the remaining ammunition in the remaining magazines. As for how much damage it can cause, it all depends on the emperor's old man's thoughts.

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Shotgun is a sensitive word

Volume 77 Siegel Foster: Chapter [-] Do you want to go to the Expansion?

The sudden shots of Siegel and Igrein did relieve a lot of pressure on the other compartments, but they obviously had to bear more pressure. The two of them began to try to move from different windows and directions. Shoot outside.

And those predators also began to try to advance towards the carriage where Siegel and the others were in, but the resistance forces in other places also discovered the situation here, and under the cover of crossing, their several attempts to advance were repelled.

Siegel looked at the time. They had been here for nearly two hours. He estimated that the reinforcements from the nearby mercenary settlements could not be counted on. field.The marauders stopped attacking for a while.When they attacked again, the opponent used simple props to start throwing explosives into the train.

This was almost destructive, several outlying carriages gave up resistance in an instant, and some looters entered the interior of the carriage from the end of the train.They took the "trophy" from the rear compartment, which slowed down the pace of the battle, and even weakened the defense force on the vehicle. They hoped that the opponent would be satisfied after taking away the personnel and belongings in the rear compartment, and leave here.

But with the launch of a new round of attacks by the predators, the originally weakened defense force became stronger, but this time the firearms fired became various, and someone should have mobilized the armed forces among the passengers. After the nomadic tribe took them away, no one cared whether they were nobles or not.It is obviously unrealistic for the family's armed forces to search for a person across the planet.

A large number of passengers were mobilized, and the martial virtues of the imperial people were fully demonstrated. Even if these predators in the wilderness were equipped with heavy logging guns, they could not hold their heads up for a while, as long as they did not throw If there is a chance of explosives, everyone still has a chance to be saved.

Instead, Siegel and Igrein took this opportunity to slow down their shooting frequency. Frequent gun shooting is a relatively tiring job, and the ammunition of the two should be used sparingly.As for the opponent's behavior of throwing explosives, wait until they throw them in.

Another attack was repulsed.