051 What to do with the elephant in the room
With everything in place, Conrad Coetzes engaged in a futile struggle between a hangar that was originally used to house the Dreadnought mech, which was now temporarily vacant due to the awakening of the Dreadnought, and the high-pressure water cannon that was originally used to clean the Dreadnought, for about ten minutes.
When the water stopped and the video was recorded, the servo skulls floated away, and Coz's entire energy seemed to be exhausted. After his final release, he crawled into a dark corner exhausted and languid, curling up, exuding an air of "not wanting to talk to anyone".
Originally, he wanted to disappear in place immediately. But Fujimaru Rika said, "If you don't know where you went and come back dirty, you'll have to wash it again." So he chose to settle for the next best thing, squeezing himself into the shadows between the wall and some kind of large equipment. It's hard for him to really hide in it.
After this, the Midnight Lords naturally gathered around their genetic father. Aside from the most basic surveillance, no members of the Iron Hand paid attention to them - there were a few idle people studying the extra video on the server.
Now, two rather important encrypted videos have been stored on the Talon of Doom. Soon, perhaps, all the warriors on board will be interested in checking it out at their leisure, at least until they return to their home planet, and Markan Ferros will not approve of it, nor will he disagree.
In fact, at the very beginning of the whole incident, when he was carried back by Conrad Coetzes and greeted the people who were escorted out of the hallway, Adjutant Fish had already called for medical support. The Apothecary Brother was in position at three minutes and twenty-four seconds, but by that time the Apocalyptor had already quarreled with the Inquisitor......
Well, the Space Marines, especially the Space Marines in the Iron Hand who have undergone many mechanical modifications, are not so easy to die anyway.
The doctor and the patient watched this paragraph together with great concentration after a safe distance. It wasn't until the large army began to gather the servo skulls and decided to move the main battlefield that the pharmacist made a statement to obtain the consent of Feros and officially began his work.
The mechanization of the Iron Hand was really convenient: even when they had to concentrate on the "healing" work at hand, they could connect the signal to the servo skull to watch the broadcast - there were so many skulls flying around the sky that were responsible for lighting the video that they were their own property, and they were inconspicuous to mix in a band or two.
All in all, after this chaotic story, Markan Ferros, who could not be repaired to a new look because of the large number of physical parts left, but was able to operate and fight normally, returned to the chain of command refreshed.
For reasons that would have been too long to unfold, he now has a very tolerant and open mind about everything. Even the fact that the entire ship was forced to drift in subspace seemed to be less difficult to accept.
Mentality belongs to mentality, and the actual problems still have to be solved. When Ferros dragged a haemostatic wound that had been stopped and analgesized, and had to slowly return to the makeshift command center, Adjutant Fish was talking to Debit and Fujimaru Rika at the same time, and a holographic star map was floating between the three of them.
What was interesting to him was that as he approached, the young Inquisitor Lady, who could lead the Iron Man, angrily rebuke the rebels, and had no stage fright in front of the Chaos Wargang, shrank a little less noticeably.
Ferros returned from trimming without a helmet. This is a kind of etiquette to show respect and friendship to the person to whom the power is talking, which is not strict or written, among the space marines who are fully armed almost all the time, but no matter how much flesh and blood Ferros retains in his body, he is still an iron father after all, and it is naturally impossible for him to have no mechanical modifications on his body.
Without the shield of a helmet, his reddish electronic eyes in the shadows and modified alloy jaws were enough to briefly plunge Rika Fujimaru into the uncanny valley effect.
At this time, in such close proximity, Phyllos realized more and more that the Inquisitor was very young—so young that he could only be described as a child. The fact that she was intimidated by Ferros's altered face made her seem more of her age at this point, and it was hard to imagine how she would have reprimanded an Original.
But everyone saw that she could do it. When facing Ferros, that little shrinkage was only a fleeting moment. The Iron Father, like most of the other brothers in the Warband, generally didn't care much about what others, especially mortals, would think of his appearance. But now, he did wonder what the little inquisitor in front of him thought about it.
But it didn't matter, so he didn't ask. After 32 seconds of courtesy, the meeting returned to the main topic:
"Your Excellency the Envoy of the Throne has proposed that the subspace engine of another ship be borrowed to tear the curtain and bring the Talon of Doom back to the physical universe by tugboat." Adjutant Fish briefly recounted, "We're calculating where the Veil might open with the help of Debit. ”
Fellos didn't have any comments or questions about it, so he just nodded. He knew that Debit Zem Voyd was a strange man, with some unexplained mystical abilities. These abilities fit perfectly in the current scenario—but when you put him next to an Inquisitor, Feros was a little drummed in his heart.
The Talon of Destruction encountered this man during a counterinsurgency mission in the Kalysis sector. At that time, he was an inexplicable but indispensable player in the planet's local organization against the Genestealer Sect. It's a long story, but after the rebellion was put down, Debit accepted the Iron Hand's invitation to serve as an advisor to the Warband as an astrogeologist.
- Actually, Iron Hand didn't need any "astrogeologist" as a consultant, and Debit never systematically learned what a true astrogeologist would need.
He just "sees" the universe itself. This real-time "vision" makes him naturally better than any astrogeologist: no matter how cutting-edge knowledge in an industry is, it has its lag, and the real-time investigation of real-world scenarios is always at the forefront.
During the initial encounter between the two sides, Debit accurately warned of the existence of a small Tyranid fleet several light-years away; In subsequent tests, he was also able to easily observe the size of the fleet in orbit in the orbit of the Iron Hand Warband in real time in the Kalysis sector. Even in subspace, he can roughly feel which coordinates in the physical universe the current position of the ship corresponds, so he sometimes gives advice to the navigator during the subspace voyage.
Even if Debit can only make vague and general observations of other locations, "real-time" is precious. Some of his flaws and quirks were tolerated as a result...... What's more, after excluding these, he is also a pure good person in nature.
Such extraordinary abilities did not come without a cost, and Debit was plagued by a long-standing memory disorder: according to him, it was because he wanted to solve the problem of this memory disorder that he traveled around the universe looking for possible solutions. The memories he could hold in a day were only five minutes, and the rest would be shattered when the day had passed—not even using psionic traces.
The tech-sergeants and pharmacists also wondered if they could overcome this by connecting some external devices used to store memories, but the plan fell through during the testing phase: pre-operative tests showed that Debit would have a strong rejection response to any kind of mechanical modification, let alone this delicate brain-related surgery. His abilities are so precious that no one wants to gamble on whether he will survive the operating table.
In short, Debit, who has never been able to solve the memory problem, has formed a set of different personalities and ways of doing things because of this different mental structure from ordinary people: taciturn, only saying what is necessary, giving priority to efficiency in all actions, and mainly using reason and logic as his own judgment criteria - quite close to the creed of the Iron Hand Warband, so within eight months of Debit on the ship, the two sides still got along well and established sufficient trust.
Even Ferros and Fish are willing to turn a blind eye to some "wrong" things about Debit while remaining vigilant.
There are often wonderful "supernatural phenomena" that happen around this young man, some of which can be explained by psionic energy, and some of which are not. Some of the people in the Iron Hand "sensed" something was wrong, but since there had been no major accidents so far, and even these unexplained phenomena often helped the situation - such as how he had recently rescued all the psykers from the upper levels by going up to the tower alone. Debit himself was able to pass a fairly rigorous inspection and prove that he was not tainted by Chaos, so anyone in the know pretended not to know about it.
- Mainly, his side-effect-free galaxy-level real-time observation capabilities are too difficult for any military organization to part with.
These "wrong" places become elephants in the room, and everyone pretends not to see them together, so that the relationship between the two parties can maintain a smooth operation with a limited vigilance and limited trust. But the elephant did exist, and an unwitting and apparently competent Inquisitor entered the room temporarily......
Philos was not very willing to bet on the opinion of a "Emperor's chosen envoy to the throne" that they were "taking in suspected heretics", even if she led a team that included Iron Men, Mutinous Primitives, and the Chaos Gang.
He watched Debit face the star map as usual to calculate the data, and couldn't help but start thinking about the worst for "what to do if things are detonated".
Yes. Six.
(End of chapter)