Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes

"Yeah... I don't even have a choice." Calvin lamented the past events of the year, and became more determined in his thoughts.

Horus at that time was certainly a pity, but the fate of the legion model represented by him was actually destined to the abyss of failure.

"So, do you think an Astera Legion is still meaningful to today's empire?" Calvin asked Talos cautiously, and both of them knew the direction of this question very well.

"Meaning? What kind of luxurious topic is that for us?" A sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of Talos's mouth.

He didn't know the purpose of this conversation, but did he really have a choice? But since the words have been said here, he might as well tell his own views before joining.

"It has meaning, and its meaning is to give the country false hope again, and then, after building a grand blueprint for everyone, collapse again on the same grounds at a moment when it is about to succeed.

The Empire has never been short of force, but it seems to me that it has lost all real hope. The Legion may be able to change the status quo of the empire, but as powerful as it is today, it can cause a lot of harm to the empire in the future. "

"Is this the reason why you left the Legion?" Calvin asked, but the answer was already obvious.

The soldiers of these legions have suffered too many betrayals, but the confusion about the way forward is the fatal blow that completely destroys their faith.

They seem to have seen through all the despair ahead, but they are still maintaining the reason to fight with a little bit of original intention.

Talos is still immersed in the memories of the past, and the original body is also waiting for his answer. Time passes by minute by second, and there seems to be no end to this conversation.

Ding... On the wall of the cabin, the ancient mechanical clock issued a reminder amid the riveting of the gears.

The time for the next round of duty is coming, and Talos, as a member of the command sequence, must go to the bridge to hand over.

"Tell us about your arrangements for us, sir." Talos stood still, his power armor quietly turning on the self-test mode.

Calvin watched his preparations quietly, and then said to him after a pause for a few seconds:

"I invite you and your brothers to join a new legion."

"Legion? Us?" Talos was stunned for a moment, and then asked with a smile: "How to join? You must know that his blood is flowing in us..."

"That's not important." Calvin looked up at the giant in front of him.

"As you said, there is no way out for a legion with too many personal characteristics. So this legion will not be maintained only by blood, but will be based on some common visions."

"What vision?"

"Imperial Truth."

"It's really..." Talos could not control his emotions, especially when this ancient word appeared in the mouth of a original body born in 39K.

A huge sense of absurdity arose in his mind, and an inner anger made him speak uncontrollably:

"What the hell is this age, and there are still people who believe this..."

But Calvin just watched him silently until his sanity returned.

"So...your answer?"

"I'll join!" Talos responded decisively...

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"The specific arrangements are as follows." In the small cabin, Calvin stood in front of Talos and explained:

"After the war here is over, I will temporarily arrange you to the Storm Star Territory. There are allies we can trust in the direction of Krieg, and you can temporarily operate in their name.

There will be a new warship waiting for you there, and the Industrial Alliance can support you with supplies and ammunition. "

"Yes!" Talos agreed excitedly. This was already a condition that exceeded his expectations, and if everything went well, he could also bring back more brothers from the borders of the empire.

But Calvin's gift to him was far more than that. When the Primarch revealed their long-term settlement, all that was left for Talos was a huge surprise.

“This is just a temporary transition plan, Terra is preparing for the next army-building project.

If you don't have enough strength in the defensive battle group, don't think about it, but there are still vacancies in the ship-based battle group, so you can make preparations early. "

"War group? Us?" Talos was stunned, but Calvin saw Talos's expression, but misunderstood his reaction.

The original body frowned slightly, but still patiently explained to him:

“Yes, only ship-based battle groups.

The purpose of this batch of army-building plans is to make up for the loss of battle groups in the Eye of Terror and the Ghoul Star Territory.

As soon as the new garrison regiment completes its army establishment, it will go to the two battlefields to further strengthen the defense strength there.

Therefore, the home planets that can be allocated for this army building project are all on the front lines of the empire's war. The scheduled selection lists also come from several start-up legions.

You simply don’t have enough manpower. A war of this intensity is not something you can bear now. If you really want to get this kind of opportunity, wait for the opportunity in the future..."

"No..." Talos was a little incoherent, but he finally clarified his thoughts.

He never imagined that he would be able to live under the sun again, let alone fight in the name of a Chapter again.

"Also..." Calvin continued to add. Since he had already reached this point, he simply explained the pros and cons to Talos at once.

"Although your establishment is nominally independent, it was actually divided from the quota of the Tribunal at the Terran Council.

Therefore, in future specific operations, you will be classified into the armed order of the Tribunal by default. "

"Yes!" Talos lowered his head and agreed. This kind of war group is different from other bloodlines of other founding war groups. In the internal culture of the Astartes, it will be discriminated against for being subordinate to mortals.

But at this time, Talos had no choice. Being able to walk in the sunshine under the banner of the empire again was a treatment he could not imagine.

"Any more questions?" The clock on the bulkhead rang again, and Calvin was ready to end the conversation.

"No... no problem." Thousands of words ran through Talos's mind, but finally turned into a simple response in a sigh.

In the small and quiet cabin, the black-armored giant slowly knelt down on one knee amidst the hum of the power armor, and the two-handed heavy sword once used by Calvin was enshrined by Talos at this time. superior.

"You should be grateful, but it's not me who should be thanked." Calvin knew the significance of this gesture, so he rarely backed away.

The original body stood up from his seat and walked in front of Talos, raised the heavy sword directly, and then gave Talos a hard slap in the face when he was completely unprepared.

Talos's heavy body was knocked back violently, but he returned to the original place regardless of his own embarrassment in the next second.

"Does it hurt?" Calvin asked.

"..." Talos lowered his head and did not respond.

"Remember the pain today, I hope it will always remind you not to forget your mission again."

"In the name of the Emperor, I obey your will!" The giant bowed his head in response.

When Calvin signaled the former to get up, the alarm of the fleet's imminent battle sounded in the corridor of the battleship.

Update, late, sorry.