Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!

Chapter 51 02.0051: ‘Mystery of Death’

At the end of the meal, Horatio toasted a glass of wine to Mrs. Monsa and Thei, who was a lady of the house. They chatted about the humanities and social sciences in Port Abyss, which ended with Brigadier General Edward standing up.

"At first I was worried that you would be too reserved and overwhelmed, but now it seems that my worries are completely unnecessary."

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Edward, who had drank three glasses of fruit wine in a row, stood up, exhaled a turbid breath and said with a smile:

"You can talk about anything. You are surprisingly knowledgeable. It is hard to imagine that you can learn so much knowledge in Zhongxiao."

"Thank you for your compliment. I still have a lot to learn in the future."

"You are knowledgeable and reasonable, and your attitude is modest but not arrogant. With your personality, you will be very popular in the navy."

Mrs. Monsa obviously had a great time chatting. She looked at Horatio with a smile, and then looked at her husband: "Just like Edward."

The commodore snorted and said, "Don't imitate me. I was a tough guy back then, and I was almost kicked out of the navy for fighting."

Edward wiped his hands with a towel, stood up, and adjusted his collar: "I think this is a good meal?"

The three nodded.

"Okay, dear, take Thei to the garden for a walk.

Mr. Horatio, come with me to the study. I have something to tell you. "

"Yes, Your Excellency."

[Finally, let’s talk about my father. ] Horatio stood up and greeted the leaving mother and daughter.

The girl put on a beautiful smile and said to Horatio:

"Sir, please be sure to take a look at my garden during the day. Many of the flowers are planted by me myself, and they are all rare varieties from alien planets."

"Of course you have to admire your craftsmanship, Miss Thee." Horatio smiled back.

The girl smiled even happier, took her mother's arm, and walked to the door accompanied by the maid.

Click——

Horatio followed Brigadier General Edward Perrue into the study.

The commodore lay down on the chair behind his desk, took out a cigar, and gave one to Horatio.

"Want one? Sit on any chair." Brigadier General Edward crossed his legs leisurely, but without losing dignity and elegance.

"I don't smoke," Horatio declined.

"If you join the navy, you will fall in love with this stuff..." the commodore said as he lit the cigar, took a puff, and then slowly spit out:

"How much do you know about your father? Mr. Horatio."

"I only know that he died, but as far as I know the reason may not be simple."

Brigadier General Edward looked solemn, adjusted his swivel chair and looked out the window at the stars that were about to set on the horizon.

"He committed suicide."

"suicide……"

Horatio frowned suddenly, looking shocked: "Why?"

"I'm also surprised."

Edward opened the drawer and took out a beautiful and exquisite large-caliber pistol. The gun body was chrome-plated and showed a shining bright silver. It combined the luxurious temperament of a nobleman with the majesty of an officer.

The pistol's trigger to hammer position is engraved with the Gothic Adeptus Mechanicus logo of the Forging World. At first glance, it looks like a precision-crafted pistol specially customized for a stylish and wealthy officer.

The bullet chamber was so large that Horatio instantly realized that it was a sophisticated bolt pistol firing naval .455 (11.6 mm) caliber bolt rounds.

"He... committed suicide with this gun?" With such a large caliber, Horatio couldn't imagine how bloody the scene of suicide would be.

"No, although he used this gun in his first attempt, the Seiko pistol rarely misfired. So he used another small self-defense pistol and pulled the trigger."

Brigadier General Edward handed the pistol to Horatio.

"Take it, your father's relic, his most proud second-in-command. The Gothic MK3 naval revolver, a high-end product that can only be customized with a naval officer's warrant.

This one looks like it was handmade by a mechanical priest, with finely crafted textures, anti-corrosion and durability. "

"Thanks……"

Horatio felt a little heavy, and he took the pistol silently.

The Marine Bolt Pistol felt heavy in his hand, heavier than any pistol he had ever touched in Gutera.

Through his metal prosthetic limb, he could feel the dark and turbulent mechanical spirit of this gun under its solemn and solemn appearance. It was like a forbidden army guard standing in front of him, capable of killing the invading enemy with just one move.

"In the Empire, suicide is tantamount to betraying the Emperor and an act of dereliction of duty. The Inquisitor investigating this matter therefore froze all of your father's remaining assets."

"Since it has been determined, why not liquidate it directly?" Horatio discovered the problem.

"That's the problem, I don't think he would have committed suicide. Another naval investigator, the Honorable Alexander Hood, also thinks so. The third naval investigator, Commander Elphinstone, also agrees with Lord Hood."

"Sir Hood?"

"Major General Alexander Hood believes that Sir Thomas Corcoran is in the rapid rise of his career. Although his wife and children are separated, he has been severely hit. If he had committed suicide, he would have committed suicide long ago and would never have waited until now.

And I, Thomas, was brought to the colonel from the candidate officer. I have known him for more than 20 years. He has been my star officer, my first mate, and the captain of my strike fleet. What kind of temperament does he have? Don't I understand? Even if he crashed the entire ship into the traitor's star fort, he would not choose to commit suicide by hiding in his room alone! "

"So...he was killed, right?" Horatio asked eagerly, leaning down on the table.

Brigadier General Edward Peru sighed: “But according to our ballistic survey, he did commit suicide.

If it were an ordinary police detective, the case might be closed. But the three lord captains of our naval investigation team have been traversing the star sea for so many years. What weird chaos and alien creations have not been seen? "

"You mean, my father was 'committed suicide' for some reason?" Horatio looked serious.

He swallowed, and a chilling chill swept through his body.

“We haven’t found out the reason yet, but our three naval investigators unanimously objected to closing the case, and the Star Territory Navy Department agreed to grant a two-year grace period from the Tribunal for investigation.

But if there is no follow-up, everything that belongs to your father will be confiscated and the Corcoran family will be brought into disgrace. "

"Is there anything I can do? Your Excellency." Horatio asked cautiously with a solemn expression.

"It really does." Brigadier General Edward Perroux looked at Horatio and said:

“Most people don’t know that Naval Military Intelligence Command is actually divided into two parts: light and dark.

The front team is the Naval Military Intelligence Command, headed by the Honorable Alexander Hood. In fact, there is a Fleet Security Committee behind it.

This is my main area of ​​responsibility, dedicated to protecting the Gothic fleet from being weakened and destroyed by conspiracies and traitors.

The cause of your father's death is mysterious. We smell a conspiracy. We must find out the truth and eradicate those traitors who betrayed the empire in time! If anything.

At the same time, as the galactic war escalates, it becomes increasingly clear that the existing command and coordination system has made the Empire appear very pedantic and old-fashioned on the increasingly fierce galactic battlefield, giving up opportunities to the enemy.

Your headmaster, Admiral George Anson, wants to create a new battalion-level airborne battle group commanded by our Imperial Navy.

It is specially used to pre-emptively strike before the Imperial Guard arrives on the ground battlefield, and then the Imperial Guard takes over the front, improving our initiative on the battlefield and the efficiency of coordinated command.

Of course, in order to avoid the problems caused by the Guilliman Code, this force must not be called the Marine Corps.

Moreover, it is impossible to develop on such a large scale during the pilot phase. In addition, we have no experience in commanding the Astra Militarum, so many theories are still vague.

Therefore, at the suggestion of Rear Admiral Alexander Hood and I, we first established a naval loyal heir task force belonging to the Naval Military Intelligence Department, with the nature of naval special warfare.

A pilot force is composed of the most loyal naval heirs, and then trained by the elites of the Storm Troopers, and this absolutely loyal force is used to investigate the conspiracy behind the scenes. "

[Good guy, it turns out that the Imperial Navy has already begun to plan for joint land and sea tactics? ] Horatio took a deep breath.

But this is not a bad thing. As a time traveler, he knows very well that even if the Imperial Navy does not do it now, he will use similar methods to innovate the Imperial military system when the Primarch Robert Guilliman returns to serve as regent.

That being the case, since he has joined the Imperial Navy anyway, what reason is there not to support putting the initiative of reform in the hands of the Navy?

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