Warhammer: From the Devouring C'tan Fragments

The intelligence officer watched nervously at the flag signals sent by the Star Navy, his fingers moving quickly, trying to translate each signal into words.

As time went on, his frown gradually relaxed, as he began to understand the meaning of these flag signals. With years of experience and keen insight, he quickly deciphered the other party's intentions and translated them into words.

After just over a minute, the intelligence officer finished translating all the flag signals. He breathed a sigh of relief and turned to report to Marshall.

The intelligence translator took the translated information, walked carefully to Marshall, and said respectfully:

"Master, the message they sent is asking you to board a transport ship and go to their warship to make a statement."

After saying this, he couldn't help but feel a chill running down his spine, because he knew that this news might cause Marshall's dissatisfaction and anger, and then he would be the first to bear the anger from the patriarch, and he could not afford such consequences.

However, Marshall did not show any anger. Instead, he stood there quietly, with his hands crossed on his chest, thinking about the other party's intentions.

He understood that as a good leader, he had to remain calm and rational and not be easily swayed by emotions. Although the news was somewhat unexpected, the other party put themselves in the position of the winner, so this attitude of the other party was justified.

Marshall knew that failure meant having to bear the corresponding consequences, and that advising the victor was not a humiliating thing for the defeated.

Although the two sides have not yet started fighting, since I have chosen to surrender, it is understandable that the other party, as the victor, asks me to come over and give advice.

Marshall looked at Willy calmly and asked in a steady tone, "Willie, do you think I'll be in any danger if I surrender this time?"

There was no sign of tension or anxiety on his face, as if he was already accustomed to facing various complicated situations.

Willy shook his head slightly and replied with a hint of a smile, "There shouldn't be any danger. After all, the other party didn't launch an attack immediately, and they even responded to the chief's surrender, which means they have accepted the chief's surrender."

Willy's analysis makes sense and makes people feel optimistic about the situation.

Marshall nodded after hearing this, his worries gradually dissipating. He knew that as a nobleman raised in an ancient knight family, he must learn to control his emotions and not be easily influenced by the outside world.

So even though he had just experienced a tense moment, he has now quickly adjusted his mentality and become calm and confident again.

Willy smiled and said, "Don't worry, Chief. Now that they've accepted your surrender, they're unlikely to take any further action against you."

His tone was relaxed and calm, giving people a sense of security.

In fact, Willy can sense some future events with his psychic talent. But in this case, he doesn't even need to use psychic predictions to judge that the current situation is favorable to Marshall.

Because the psychic power did not give him any danger warning, it meant that Marshall was currently in a relatively safe state.

"Since there is no danger, let's go and advise the victor!" Marshall strode out of the bridge.

"How many people should we take with us?" Willy quickly followed Marshall's steps and raised his doubts.

"Just take you and a transport ship pilot. Since we've already surrendered, we must show our sincerity to the other side. Only then will we be valued by them in the future.

Even if I encounter danger, you will still protect me, right?" Marshall said confidently to Willy.

Willy looked at Marshall's back and said with emotion in his heart that the decisive and ruthless Marshall is back again. This is the style that the patriarch of the great and ancient Knight Conrad family should have.

"I will swear to protect the safety of the patriarch with my life." Willy said solemnly.

Nak and others who were standing on the bridge of the frigate saw, with the help of the deep space radar, a transport ship coming out of a Cobra destroyer and heading towards the frigate.

Nak turned around and gave an order to the frigate captain beside him: "Send out an aerospace fighter to guide the enemy and have them land safely in the center of our deck."

"Understood, sir." The frigate captain immediately carried out the order, arranged for an aerospace fighter to fly out of the deck, headed towards the oncoming transport ship, and issued instructions to the transport ship through flag signals.

There are no people proficient in communication skills in the Star Navy fleet this time, and the imperial warships need to be guided by light language. This is also caused by the backwardness of the imperial technology.

Nak smiled and said, "Let's go! Let's go meet the Governor together. How can we miss the opportunity to meet such an interesting person?"

After Nak finished speaking, he walked out of the bridge and headed towards the deck, followed closely by the other personnel.

Nak thought to himself that if the other party could wait for his fleet to arrive in the galaxy in advance, then the other party must have a powerful psychic, and also a master who is proficient in prophecy.

This special ability aroused Nak's great interest, and he couldn't wait to see it in person.

Under Nak's leadership, one hundred Space Marines and frigate captains followed closely. They moved in unison and quickly, demonstrating a high level of discipline and training.

In just a few minutes, they reached the center of the battleship's deck.

When Nak and others arrived, the transport ship had already landed steadily on the deck. The hatch slowly opened and a tall figure in gorgeous clothes walked out.

When Nak saw the enemy's transport ship had arrived, he stopped and looked towards it, waiting for it to approach. Since he had invited the enemy to come and offer advice, he had to act like a victor. The fact that he had come to the deck to greet the enemy was already a sign of Nak's generosity and kindness, so there was no need for Nak to continue to greet them.

When the transport ship approached the frigate, it was carefully scanned by the radar on the frigate. There were no weapons or equipment on the other party's transport ship, which clearly showed their sincerity.

After Marshall walked out of the transport ship, he saw more than a hundred tall figures wearing black, gold and gold power armor stopped in the distance. The cloaks behind those tall figures also stopped with their movements and no longer swayed.

As soon as Marshall saw the other party's attitude, he knew that he needed to step forward and give advice.