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Honso will tell you if you ask. He will be reluctant and painfully honest about the meeting hurting him in some way. After all, he never lies. This point is famous.

But how could such a thing happen?

Those words seemed to still be in his ears, and he echoed over and over again, telling himself over and over again that those words were not true. But he couldn't deceive himself after all, he couldn't let himself ignore the facts and the truth. He can't do it.

So, Hong Suo began to silently recite the unbreakable iron litany.

Steel produces power. Strength begets will. Will begets faith. Faith gives birth to honor. Honor Raw Steel. again and again. He tried, trying to calm himself down in this way.

He succeeded a little, but not by much. During this period, his dazed expression also attracted the attention of many people in the station. Diose, a younger battle brother, came over and asked, "Warsmith, what happened?"

"...that's not something you should be concerned about, Diose."

Hong Suo ended his trance and answered his young junior sternly. His kindness did not waver in the slightest.

"You're trying to cross a boundary we've set up early on, we've talked about it since the beginning of the mission. Only I can have real face-to-face contact with them, and—"

"—and anything else is none of our business."

Diose sat down, facing Hong Suo, showing a kind of ease and boldness: "I remember your teaching, War Blacksmith, but..."

He noticed that Hong Suo's eyes were becoming more and more severe, so he shut his mouth just right.

Hong Suo shook his head: "No but, Diose."

"Okay, blacksmith, but the captain has just been looking for you."

Diose said. "He said that he had something to discuss with you—his exact words were that he had something to discuss with the real owner of the Iron Hammer. Obviously, as the captain, he meant to mock you by saying this. "

His words made Hong Suo show that disapproving look again.

The ship, called the Iron Hammer, was a rather modest name. It is a strike cruiser, in fact, a light strike cruiser, and this type of ship is generally called the Vanguard.

Compared with traditional strike cruisers, ships of this class sacrifice some offensive capabilities, but have significant improvements in propulsion speed and defense. In fact, its characteristics probably do not need these introductions, as it can be seen from the name alone.

...However, although Hong Suo would not say so, this is indeed his ship. This means that he made minor changes to the ship, so the Iron Hammer cannot actually be treated as a true Vanguard-class strike cruiser.

As a veteran Iron Warrior who had joined the army since the late period of the Great Crusade, Hong Suo's fighting style had already spread throughout the empire.

Honsou is an extreme pragmatist. If a certain technology is not profane (or profane just right), he will use it immediately. He is quite keen to try out all kinds of new tactics, and as long as it works, he will promote it.

In the company he leads, new fighters don't fight long enough to be promoted. In fact, as long as they showed a certain degree of talent, Hong Suo would immediately promote them. Someone once questioned his purpose, but Hong Suo's frank answer silenced the doubters.

He said that everything he did was to win and continue the Iron Warriors' creed, and nothing else.

"Is he commenting on the technology I installed again?" Honsou asked. "His family has been at the helm of Iron Hammer for more than 130 years. Why is he the only one with so many problems?"

"Maybe it's not just his problem, Blacksmith."

A voice came up behind them, hoarse and not human. It was the voice of Tech Sergeant Vito, whose vocal cords were damaged in a war, and after surgery he chose to replace them with an old-fashioned vocal organ from the Adeptus Mechanicus.

This was obviously intentional, and after that, his voice became much scarier than before. After a few battles, he got a new nickname.

He said seriously: "You did add too much to Iron Hammer....Don't look at me like that, yes, I said 'too much' new technology. Some of it didn't even go through Censorship. Do you really understand what a serious problem this is?"

Hong Suo sighed: "I understand, but, are you really going to start discussing this with me at this time, Vito? Uncensored? If they are really not censored, why would the sage of Tornes put Give them to me?"

"The sage Thornes belongs to the radical faction just like you... Your use of him as an example is not convincing."

"All right."

Hong Suo stood up and walked towards the deck. He sighed. "I'll go and talk to him—there's no room for failure on this mission."

Behind him, the tech sergeant and his younger brother exchanged glances in unison. The expressions of both of them became a little serious.

"When was the last time you saw the warsmith distracted from a mission?" the young battle-brother asked.

"Seventy-three years ago."

The tech sergeant replied. "We fell into a trap carefully designed by the heirs of the great rebellion. We ran out of ammunition and food and suffered heavy casualties. The war blacksmith showed this expression at that time. Later, he said he thought of us. Father."

"I know the story."

Diose became interested: "It is said that the Thousand Sons of the Red Emperor came to support them later?"

"Yes, boy. It seems that you are usually interested in the history of the warband." Vito laughed. "They paid a terrible price and performed a ritual to break the traps of those traitors' blasphemy... We are victorious."

The blood and death were wiped away by him lightly, and the young brothers knew that after that, the Chidi Qianzi who came to support but suffered heavy casualties was rescued by the Iron Warriors.

Kindness is intertwined. In this way, they formed a blood alliance with each other. They cannot represent their respective regiments, but they can stand in the company's position and swear that if each other is needed, they will respond to each other, no matter where they are.

"We always win..." Diose whispered. "Is that right, Vito?"

"Of course, boy." The sergeant stood up and nodded slightly. "Steel inside and out."

"Steel inside and out."

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"I can't understand!"

Before entering the door, Hong Suo heard the captain he assigned scold loudly: "The Iron Hammer has fought for the Empire under the watchful eyes of my father and my father's father. Why does it suddenly have three extra spare ships?" Geller stand generator? Isn't one enough?"

...Malar Ulyxis, why can't you ignore them like your father, your grandfather?

Hong Suo pushed open the door and walked in. The crew saluted him with the eagle salute, and then walked out tacitly. Similar quarrels have happened many times. They are already familiar with this process and are very conscious now.

The captain with a flushed face turned his head: "Ah, you came just in time, War Blacksmith! Excuse me, why are there suddenly three more spare Geller stand generators on the Iron Hammer?"

"The mission is confidential." Hong Suo replied.

He saw Malal's face flush even more, as if someone had punched him. Afterwards, words like a cannonball came out of his mouth without interruption.

"Forgive me—but I can't understand what you're doing! I've served on the Iron Hammer for thirty-two years, and I'm grateful for your cultivation of me and my family. I also regard it as my home! But, I am the captain, Lord Honso! You appointed me as the captain, and you cannot change it quietly without consulting with me, or notifying me!"

"Or, do you already think that I can't take on this important task? Then you should inform me before the task begins, and ask the Ministry of Military Affairs to remove me! I will accept it! I will not have any opinions, There are many ways to serve the Empire!"

"You've always done a good job, and I never thought you couldn't be captain of the Iron Hammer."

"Then why do you do such a thing?!"

"The mission is confidential." Hong Suo repeated. "I'd explain it to you if I could. But I can't."

"Then how do I command them in such a situation?"

Malal lowered his voice, still angry, but calmed down a lot.

"You made three changes to the Iron Hammer during my tenure, and I turned a blind eye to all of them. But this time I really can't, the special envoy sent by the Emperor took the Custodians aboard this ship, I feel extremely It is an honor, and because of that, I must take this assignment extremely seriously."

"I have made an oath to my father and my grandfather ~www.novelmt.com~ I will never let them down, and I also have an oath to the Emperor - but all of this must be based on the fact that I can work normally Basically! I am a captain, my lord!"

He looked at Hong Suo in pain.

"I have always regarded myself as such, but I have only now discovered that I am actually a captain who doesn't know much about my own ship! The voyage has started so far, and there are still two-thirds of the way to the end, but I have discovered it until now. Three more Geller stand generators on it? You..."

Malar's tone became agitated again: "You have no respect for me!"

"If you're upset, I apologize, Malal. But I can't explain the situation to you..."

Hong Suo pursed his lips, looking at this mortal who dared to argue with him, there was no anger in his heart, and the boredom disappeared. He knew that Malal's courage to argue with him came from the seriousness with which he took his duty. He admired such a person, so he felt even more sorry.

"Okay." The captain sighed in despair. "All right......"