第一部分 “为了帝皇!”
阿尔法 蛇之卵
‘Initiate burn.’
The machine-spirit of the Dreadclaw Serpent’s Egg registered the command and responded, the Alpha Legion drop pod breaking away from the main swarm of cultist vessels. Armoured assault boats, hump shuttles and orbital lighters were left behind as the Dreadclaw rocketed ahead of the flotilla of adapted boarding craft.
While the Dreadclaw streaked silently across the void, the roar of the ancient rocket engines could be felt through the pod’s reinforced superstructure, through the troop compartment, the floor hatch and the descent cradles. Caged in one of these and surrounded by heavy-duty pneumatics, gravitic dampeners and inertials, was Lord Occam. Occam of the Alpha Legion. Occam the Untrue. Strike master and leader of the warband known as ‘the Redacted’.
“燃烧室开始工作。”
死爪空降仓“蛇卵”号的机械之魂确认了指令并作出了回应,阿尔法军团的空降仓离开了异端船队。它处于一队改装而成的登陆船组成的船队的前面。将武装突击艇,运输飞船和轨道驳船甩在了后面。在死亡爪在虚空中安静地滑行的同时,古老的火箭引擎发出的咆哮声却穿过了空降仓的强化过的上部结构,穿过了人员舱,穿过了舱门,穿过了下降支架。在其中一个部分呆着,被耐用的启动装置,重力缓冲器和惯性缓冲器所包围着的,是奥卡姆领主。阿尔法军团的奥卡姆,不实者奥卡姆。他是突击大师,也是“被修订者”战帮的领导人
Aft pictcaster,’ Occam ordered, his voice a cold-blooded hiss. He could hear the evenness of his breathing feeding back across the vox of his serpent-head helm, along with that of his five power-plated companions.
Again, the craft’s machine-spirit complied, with almost reptilian indifference. The runescreen mounted in front of Occam’s command cradle sizzled before crystallising into a pict-feed of the craft left behind by the Dreadclaw’s acceleration. He surveyed the scene with the confidence of a master tactician, the overlays of his plate optics flushed with identica and estimates of velocity and distance.
“打开后部调向喷口(pitcaster这个词实在查不到)”他的声音就是蛇冷血的吐信声。他能听到自己的呼吸在他蛇头型的头盔中的平缓回声,同他那五个穿着动力装甲的同伴一样。又一次,机魂回应了他,就像是一条蛇一样不在乎。在奥卡姆的控制支架前部安装的符文屏幕在声音被死亡爪的火箭盖过之前发出了一阵嘶嘶声。奥卡姆带着战术大师的自信审视着这副场面,他盔甲的光学目镜上不断的反射出对速度和距离的确定数据或不确定的估计。
While the Dreadclaw carried the Redacted within its pitted, viridian hull, the freight compartments of the trailing cultships were packed with members of the Seventh Sons. Each a mask-wearing death cultist, the Seventh Sons and their disciples were devoted killers to a man. They were feverishly loyal to Occam the Untrue and his small band of merciless traitors. Faithful to the archenemy Alpha Legion. Devoted to an Imperium of chaos and confusion.
‘Boarding harrow on target,’ the Alpha Legion strike master announced. ‘Cycle hull casters.’
而就在这些死亡爪翠绿色的坑坑洼洼的外壳包裹着被修订者们的同时,后面的运输船的舱室里则坐着“第七子”们。他们是头戴面具的死亡异教信徒,第七子和它的追随者们是忠于某人的杀手,他们狂热的忠于奥卡姆和他那一小队无情的叛徒们。对阿尔法军团充满信任。对混乱和痛苦充满追求。
“准备接上登陆器”阿尔法军团的突击大师宣布“旋转船体万向轮(怀疑指调向用的小火箭)”