Chapter 306 The Rise of the Primarch: Showing Power

The roaring dock robotic arm slid over Varrick's head. Varrick looked up at the heavy anchor arm moving along the track. The giant arm steadily reached above the floating ship position in the center of the dock.

With the flashing red warning light, the end of the robotic arm firmly clamped the rivet point on the side of the battleship.

The mechanical pliers inserted the pin into the locking ring of the battleship under pneumatic transmission. As several mechanical pliers completed the locking work one after another, the battleship that slowly slid into the dock was completely stabilized.

Captain Warrick was walking on the dock next to the berth. He was holding a data tablet in his hand. His fingers were pointing on it, and his eyes were looking at the side of the giant ship next to him, the towering battleship.

Standing on one side like a majestic high wall, the pitch-black outer layer of armor shimmered faintly under the lights of the dock.

Countless heavy-duty fixed brackets came up from all around. Those tall fixed brackets like buildings firmly leaned against the armor of the battleship. With a burst of cooling gas spraying out from the top of the head, Captain Varrick looked at the majestic giant above his head.

Cannons, the magnificent cannons arrayed one after another towered over the captain's head.

The captain looked up at the huge cannon muzzles lined up on the sides. Their mantlets shone like dragon scales under the light. Varrick looked at the huge cannons, followed behind him.

A group of military policemen with guns also looked up at this giant ship and sighed with emotion.

Varrick was followed by a whole team of starport military police, about a dozen of them. Each of these military policemen wearing gray breastplates and Imperial Skyhawk chains around their necks held a laser gun. They carried the brand Tai

The helmet of Ra Star followed the captain fully armed.

Captain Warrick looked at the stationary battleship beside him. He turned to look at the ground crew not far away and snapped his fingers. Soon, the ground crew chatting on the box turned to look at the captain.

"Stop fishing there and be lazy. Prepare to dock at the port for connection. Your Majesty! This is the ship of the Inquisition. If you are a little bit negligent, you will be shot, including me!"

The captain pointed at the ground crew and started yelling. He pointed at the flatbed trucks, fuel lines and more dock tools around him and started yelling. Soon the ground crew were moved by the captain's various "considerate" curses for their eighteen generations of ancestors.

stand up.

The ground crew began to disperse and operate everything around them, and soon the dock began to operate in an orderly manner. Heavy machinery began to roar and approach the battleship. Pipelines approached the battleship from one side, and the pipes connected with several cables were connected.

Get on the open pipe of the battleship.

Amid countless pressurized gases, low fuel residue and the complaints of the ground crew, Captain Varrick walked to the side landing deck of the battleship. He walked to the edge of the dock deck and looked at the deck and raised his head.

The military policemen behind him all stood behind the captain. Their eyes under their helmets were also looking at the huge deck hatch in front of them. The gate as tall as a city wall was branded with a huge Imperial Sky Eagle, and it flashed lights around it.

There was a stream of light flashing under the light, and soon milky-white pressure injection gas was sprayed out from the top of the door.

Along with the gas sprayed from the door bolt, the huge landing deck door began to slowly lower, and the majestic high wall slowly lowered with a roaring sound of gears turning.

Captain Warrick cleared his throat. He held the data board and looked at the gate boundary that fell a few steps away from him. The magnificent landing deck gate hung on the dock, connecting the interior of the battleship with the dock like a bridge.

Together, amid the heavy roar of landing, the captain raised his head and looked at the figure at the top of the gate.

There were several figures standing by the door. Warrick looked at the man above them who was leading the way down. He was wearing a dark windbreaker, with silver armor plates inlaid on the shoulders of the windbreaker, and the reflective armor plates flashed.

The unique ripples of light were vaguely swaying under the black windbreaker, revealing a golden long sword and a finely crafted bolt gun.

But none of them were as eye-catching as the logo on his belt. Warrick looked at the coat of arms logo hanging on his belt. When the captain looked at the red letter i, he instinctively swallowed his saliva, and

When he looked up and saw three Space Marines walking down behind the man, the captain was so nervous that he couldn't even swallow his saliva.

Behind the man, a tall golden armored warrior walked down with heavy steps. His burly body was taller than any Space Marine Varrick had ever seen. As a native of Terra, Varrick had seen many

On the market, he had never seen such a tall and burly Space Marine.

The military police behind him looked at the Space Marines coming down like a mountain, and they couldn't help but clenched their laser guns. They looked at the demigod giant nervously. Even though they knew that they were loyal to the side and the angels loyal to the Emperor, they couldn't help but hold on to their laser guns.

The huge sense of pressure still made them involuntarily nervous.

Varrick raised his head and looked at the Space Marines walking down. They stepped onto the ground of the dock. The mountain-like body cast a huge shadow on the captain. His eyes looked up at the Space Marines in front of him, wearing the

War helmet, looking at his Space Marine with scarlet eyes.

"Ahem, I think you are here to meet us, right?" A voice said in front of Varrick. The captain was startled and lowered his head to see the smiling inquisitor in front of him, although the smile was in Varrick's eyes.

It might be more appropriately called scary.

The captain twitched after being startled. He looked at the inquisitor in front of him and stammered about what to say, but was obviously frightened by the inquisitor who walked up to him with three demigods, especially the one behind him.

The largest Space Marine Varric had ever seen.

"When you see your commander, you must first stand at attention, Captain." The yellow-armored space warrior said in a deep voice from inside the helmet. The sound was like a whip hitting the captain. Varrick immediately stood at attention after a panic.

Okay, I gave the judge in front of me a slightly flustered and somewhat non-standard military salute.

"Captain Varrick, I was ordered to lead my troops to check your situation and judge." "Check our situation? Huh, this is really new."

Vito didn't wait for Varrick to finish speaking, he walked forward and walked in front of the captain. He looked at Vito's eyes and shrank back in fear, while Vito looked at the captain and continued to smile kindly.

"What are you checking? Me or the three Astartes behind me?" Vito said with a smile. Varrick glanced at the three Astartes standing behind Vito. They were all wearing helmets, which belonged to

The intense coercion of the Angel of Death was exerted on the captain without any cover.

"I, I, I have been ordered to check whether the members on your ship are reliable, as well as those on the lower deck."

"The lower deck has been cleared by us, and all the filth in it has been wiped out. Do you doubt that we brought those abominations to the throne world to tarnish the light of the Emperor?" The yellow-armored Astartes?

He said in a low voice, his voice coming out through the sound transmission part of the battle helmet, sounding like the voice of an ancient god.

Varrick looked at the Astartes, and he looked at the symbol on his chest. As a native of Terra, Captain Varrick immediately recognized his symbol.

"Imperial Fist? I thought you jumped into the subspace with the Phalanx. We tried to contact you, but no one responded. We thought you had already"

"Dead? Are you doubting that all the palace guards have been wiped out? Captain." The Imperial Fist warrior took a step forward, and the huge armored footsteps stepped on the ground. The sound and the shock that came made the captain retreat in fright.

After taking several steps, he bumped into the military policeman behind him before he regained his footing.

Warrick leaned close to the military police behind him. He looked at the Imperial Fist and stammered, "No, no, no, I firmly believe that you will still return. Sir, I promise! I will never have those heretics.

idea!”

Varrick hurriedly begged for mercy. He looked at Vitor again, and was frightened when he saw the smiling inquisitor in front of him. He knew that just now he "suspected and believed" that the Imperial Fists Chapter was dead.

Enough for the Inquisitor to shoot himself ten times for the crimes of heresy, sedition and vacillation.

"I believe you haven't, Captain. Now tell me, why are you here?" Vito walked up with a smile. He pressed the Captain's shoulder. The moment he pressed it, the Captain was so frightened that he twitched all over.

He looked at the smiling judge and felt goosebumps all over his body.

"I have been ordered to inspect the cargo and items carried on the ship, collect them into storage in accordance with naval management regulations, and return them to you after the inspection is completed."

Vito chuckled softly, and patted the captain on the shoulder with a smile, "If I remember correctly, everything carried on the Tribunal ship is "confidential" and belongs to the Tribunal's assets.

Captain, do you want to confiscate the assets of the Inquisition?"

"What? No! No! My lord, I promise, I was just following orders. We were just ordered to confiscate the food and food on the refugee fleet here." The captain suddenly stopped after he said that. He found that he had let the slip. In Vito

With the threats and the intimidating aura of the Astartes behind him, he suddenly lost his mind and spilled the beans.

The captain looked at the military police behind him in fear, but the latter all had expressions that looked like they were useless. Varrick looked at them and was suddenly tapped on the shoulder again, and then looked at Vito beside him in shock.

The latter still looked at him with a smile on his face. Vito nodded slightly and tapped the data pad in the captain's hand gently with his finger. "You want to confiscate the food? How interesting. If I remember correctly, when entering the port,

It’s true that I haven’t seen enough transport ships in the star port. The current number is only one-fifth of the normal number at best.”

"Tell me, Captain, why did your superiors confiscate the food?" Vito said softly beside Varrick. The Captain was frightened and stammered, "Sir, I can't, I will be killed."

"

"I don't know what will happen to you next, but if you don't tell me now, I will have to pursue the rumors you just made about the Imperial Fists Chapter." Vito said and tapped the captain's waist with his finger.

The latter looked at Vito with his eyes wide open in shock, his pupils trembling due to panic.

Vito looked at Varrick beside him with a smile and turned to look at the dock aside. He looked at the busy ground staff. The judge's palm slipped from the captain's shoulder, and as Vito's palm slipped

, the captain twitched all over, and when Vito walked around him and appeared on the other side of him, the captain was so nervous that he almost had a cardiac arrest.

Vito raised one hand on his back, and gently opened a corner of his windbreaker with the other hand, and pressed his fingers on the hilt of the sword on his waist, "Whether it is according to the battlefield regulations of your navy or the regulations of the Inquisition,

Spreading heretical lies, shaking morale and making defeatist remarks are punishable by death."

Vito gently pulled out the sword blade. He deliberately made the clatter of the scabbard loud enough that Captain Varrick could definitely hear it. The latter could indeed hear it and was scared half to death.

After seeing the cold sweat on Varrick's forehead again, Vito smiled and let go of his hand, and the sword hilt slipped back into the scabbard, "Of course, I can also ignore your mistake. If you tell me, now

Regarding Terra's situation and why your superiors confiscated the food from me and the refugees whose safety I have guaranteed, I can also give you a letter of appointment."

"Authorize Captain Varrick to be solely responsible for the refugee fleet on behalf of the Tribunal, as well as the resettlement and supply maintenance of the warship in front of you. From then on, you will work for the Tribunal, and anyone who gives you trouble will also be

You are causing trouble for me and the Inquisition."

Vito smiled and moved closer to Varrick's face. The latter looked at Vito's face, and Vito continued to smile with that smile, "So, what will you choose? Captain."

After speaking, Vito withdrew his body. He walked past the captain and walked in front of the three Astartes. Vito turned his back to the captain and seemed to be waiting quietly for the captain, who was holding the data in his hand.

The board struggled for a while, holding the data board tightly with his fingers, but soon gave up under extreme pressure.

The captain rubbed his forehead, raised his head and looked at Vito's back with a long sigh, "Terra currently has insufficient food and drinking water reserves. As you know, Terra's food and water completely rely on transportation and transportation from other planets.

supply, and now.”

"Due to the sudden attack of Chaos, all transportation lines were cut off, and Terra's material reserves were seriously insufficient." Vito said with his back to the captain. He slightly turned his head to look at the captain behind him, who shook his head gently.

He shook his head.

"It's not serious, but simply not enough. The current food reserves are simply not enough to maintain the needs of the huge population on Terra. Therefore, the High Lords Council ordered that all food and water be collected, stored and guarded centrally, so that

To make a “reasonable” allocation.”

Vito smiled and turned around. He put his hands on his hips and looked at the captain in front of him. He pointed at the military police behind him, "So, your superior, the orbital defense chief, is listening to Captain Cole. We are going to
To be continued...