Infinite Metaverse

Fu Qinghai left Chogris.

The centenary Kuriltai Conference has just been confirmed. Qingshan Khan and his team will most likely have to miss the previous seven conferences, but there is nothing that can be done about it. He has to return to where his teammates are. That timeline.

Before leaving, Fu Qinghai left a pulse bolter, a Fat Man launcher, and some corresponding ammunition as samples for display, and promised that he would return with more weapons in seven hundred years, and there would be more powerful weapons. Weapons and equipment appear. Chapters in need can quickly use these seven hundred years to prepare gene seeds - no matter whose gene seeds they are.

This is barter limited to the White Scars and their sub-chapters. It is not of the same nature as the Shark Chapter charging the Gray Tax blood tax to the civilians of the Empire. No one except the Chaos Space Marines is harmed in the process.

Fu Qinghai once considered taking away Sid Nora and Ilya Lavare, his two backers in the Tribunal and the Ministry of Military Affairs, and taking them to the timeline where he was to continue to help him. This is also One of his original plans.

Both women had dedicated their whole bodies and souls to the imperial bureaucracy. They were unmarried, had no children, and their family members had all passed away. It was logically a perfect fit, but in the end he decided to respect their ideas.

They were not forcibly kidnapped and left, but each was left with a stasis field generator.

When they were about to die, they decided whether they wanted to go to the future to see their familiar old friend.

Farewell to everyone in Qiaoglisli, Fu Qinghai and Danzhuer set out on their way home again, the real way home.

When they came, they took the cruiser of the Inquisition, and when they left, they took the strike cruiser of the Marauder Chapter - because they happened to be on the way back to the station. After Fu Qinghai and Danzhuer boarded the battleship, they looked back for the last time at the Legion's home planet, the milky-white Chogris. They both had different feelings and memories about this planet. And after this glance, there may be a thousand years of separation, the sea has changed, things have changed, and people have changed.

"Tsk...bang!"

The boarding deck door slowly closed.

The planet disappeared from their sight.

…

Strike cruiser of the Marauder Chapter.

Inside a cabin on the upper deck.

Fu Qinghai and Danzhuer sat face to face.

"When we return to the battle group's home planet Kuitun, I plan to let you serve as the director of the battle group's think tank."

Fu Qinghai said bluntly.

"I just joined the battle group not long ago, and my service experience is also very short. I spent most of my time studying in Chogris. Will I be able to convince the public if I rashly serve as the director of the think tank?"

Danjul asked cautiously.

"It doesn't matter. Our war group doesn't even have a think tank. If you serve as the director of the think tank, no one will make irresponsible remarks. You are just a polished commander."

Fu Qinghai said indifferently.

"I see, that's no problem."

Danzul nodded and agreed.

"Although you are just a polished commander now, it does not mean that it will be the same in the future. We will soon form a battle group think tank unit. During the subspace storm covering the star sector, the number of psykers on various planets increased sharply, and most of those who experienced psychic awakening were I have controlled all of the fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys together. The boys have been transformed into space warriors, and the girls have to receive psychic training. I will leave them all to you."

Fu Qinghai looked at Danzhuer seriously and said:

"After returning to the Star Zone, they will all be your students, and they will also be your future subordinates, and the prototype of the future Wu Zhu Brigade of the Chapter. You must teach them and train them well."

"No problem, Khan."

Danzhuer solemnly agreed.

After talking about business, Fu Qinghai lazily crossed his legs, poured himself a glass of mare's milk wine from Chogris, then raised the flask and looked at the director of the think tank. Danzhuer quickly waved his hand to express that he had never Neither drinks.

Fu Qinghai knew many spellcasters who did not drink alcohol, such as the Draenei Augustus and the hermit Tristan. They might be worried that alcohol would damage the brain nerves. But it's not absolute. The Chen Xinxue sisters occasionally have a drink.

Li Xingxian is even more of a drunkard.

"Do you like your current name?"

Fu Qinghai took a sip of wine and asked casually.

"I don't like it very much."

Danzul shook his head and said honestly:

"'Danzhur' means 'reincarnated person' in Horqin language, but I don't think I am the reincarnation of Amon, although I have almost all his memories. I am me, an independent individual, not Whose reincarnation. Just like you named the three surgeries, brand new and completely different."

"Hiccup...that makes sense."

Fu Qinghai burped and nodded and said:

"I'll give you a name later."

"Or you can have your own ideas."

After Fu Qinghai finished speaking, he added another sentence.

"I heard that no matter where they come from, every Space Marine who joins the White Scars will have a brand new name in the Chogris style. I'm a little curious, Khan, what was your name before joining the Fifth Legion?"

Danjul asked curiously.

"Uh... I used to be an orphan in the hive city. I didn't have a formal name, not even a surname."

Danzul felt that the chapter leader seemed unwilling to talk about this topic. He drank the wine in one gulp and then shook the empty measuring cup. He responded in a lazy tone:

"Just two simple syllables."

After saying that, he raised the jug and raised his head and drank half of the jug in one go. He put down the jug and wiped his mouth. He took a sip of the strong smell of alcohol and asked calmly:

"I heard that you have been dreaming? Tell me about your dream. I am also very curious about the Thousand Sons Legion."

Danzul looked at his chapter leader with some doubts. In his impression, although Khan liked to taste fine wine, he was definitely not a greedy person. Moreover, no matter how strong the liquor was, it was impossible for the Astartes to drink it. drunk. Danzhuer feels that the Chapter Leader seems to be a little preoccupied today, but he is unwilling to tell the outside world. Could it be that the plan in his heart has not been completely completed?

Denjul can use his psychic powers to peer directly into the Chapter Master's mind - just as the Emperor did to him. Most ordinary people are unable to resist the forced mind reading of powerful psychics. But Danjul didn't want to do this, it would be very offensive. No one likes to have others peek into their inner world, even if they just speak directly in their own minds.

Thinking of the question raised by the chapter leader.

Danzhuer calmed down and replied:

"Actually, there are five major sects of the Thousand Sons Legion..."

"laugh--"

At this time, the cabin door suddenly opened, interrupting the conversation between the two. A Space Marine stood at the door and said:

"Qingshan Khan, Ganggre Zhuo Khan asks you to go to the bridge. He has something important to discuss with you."

Fu Qinghai and Danzhuer looked at each other.

"I'll come right away."

Fu Qinghai picked up the helmet and stood up and said.

…

The bridge of the cruiser HMS Wild Hunt.

"We received a call for help."

Gangridro Khan, the leader of the Predator Chapter, stood beside a large long imaging table and said straight to the point. Without too many polite greetings, Gang Grizhuo pointed to the holographic projection on the table. An image of a miniature battleship appeared on it. A point of light condensed on the end of his finger and drew along the front of the battleship. Two dotted lines appeared where he crossed the The place.

Fu Qinghai stood next to him, watching as the dotted line in the holographic projection split into two and turned into a bifurcated "Y" shape. One end is connected to an empty space, and a line of parameter coordinates next to it shows that this space is the location of the Yashan Star District Network Gate. The other end is connected to a planet, marked in the projection: Obrivim Observatory.

"An observation site?"

Fu Qinghai asked.

"Yes."

Gangridro Khan nodded and said:

"According to the original plan, we are going to send you two to this area, where you call the Gate of the Webway. But just now we received a distress signal from the Obrivim Observatory. They We were attacked by a group of green-skinned bandits. We are considering whether to go to that observation station for rescue, which is contrary to our original route."

Deep space observation stations are also considered a common world type in the human empire. They may be established on the surface of planets, meteorites, orbital space, or even in empty space. The Cult of Mechanicus usually establishes these scientific research stations to observe and describe astronomical data in some of the empire's border areas that have not yet had time to develop or have no development value at all.

Also includes subspace data.

However, what is puzzling is that these deep space observation sites usually only have very few people stationed there, and some even have no people at all. There are only a few scientific research servitors, conducting observations on the deep space of the universe day after day, year after year. Mechanical surveying and mapping work. This kind of place generally does not attract any enemy attacks, and the human empire also does not send heavy troops to protect it, and can give up at any time.

According to the additions made by the mortal staff on the bridge, Fu Qinghai learned that the Obrivim Observation Station was located outside the edge of the Yashan star area, far away from the main waterway, and it lacked resources and had no special value. Therefore, although the planet had a solid surface and atmosphere, the empire did not develop it and only set up an observation station.

I don't know when, some humans began to settle there, and based on the contents of the distress signal, it is inferred that they are probably not among the staff stationed at the observation site. Therefore, when a band of orc bandits arrived there, the Wild Hunt cruiser received a distress signal.

"Far away from shipping lanes, lacking resources, and deserted...who would settle in such a remote place?"

Fu Qinghai touched his chin and asked doubtfully.

"They are most likely fugitives and refugees."

A mortal advisor interjected:

"Guys in the hive who owe money and commit crimes may sometimes go to these borderless planets to settle when they are desperate. Of course, it is also possible that they are simply exiled by a nearby planetary governor. But this distance... is indeed a bit far. , the cost of exile is a bit high.”

The analysis of this mortal staff officer was clear and logical.

"What do you think, Qingshan?"

Gangli Zhuo Khan turned around and asked:

"If your mission is more urgent, then I will send you to your designated area first, and then I will turn around and deal with the group of greenskins who came from nowhere."

Gangli Zhuo’s meaning is also very obvious:

He doesn't care whether a deep space observation site will be occupied by aliens, he only cares that he cannot let a rogue army of orcs roam around in the empire's star sector - even if the Yashan sector is not his garrison area, he cannot turn a blind eye to the green skins. This kind of thing is very harmful and everyone can kill it.

"My affairs are not urgent."

Fu Qinghai looked at the star map and suggested:

"But even if they are fugitives and refugees, they are still citizens of the empire. We cannot allow them to be massacred by greenskins. I think we need to go there to see what is going on."

"OK."

Gangli Zhuo Khan waved his hand:

"Change course and speed up."

…

The Wild Hunt cruiser drew an arc in the void, changed direction and headed towards the source of the distress signal. Fu Qinghai did not return to the cabin but stayed on the bridge, watching the red light spot on the green screen gradually approaching. In less than a day, the cruiser Wild Hunt arrived at the target location.

Aubrey Wim Observatory.

"A Basha-class light cruiser!"

The officer in charge of the detection array immediately shouted.

"They are launching landing pods towards the surface."

Another mortal officer added.

Fu Qinghai scanned the auspicious screen carefully. There were no gas clouds or meteorite belts around this desolate planet that could be used to hide the fleet. The Wild Hunt cruiser came from the other side of the star, and it was impossible for an ambush to hide in the star. From the back, it seems that it is really just a band of orcs.

Not a Waaagh expedition.

Ganggrizhuo glanced at the bird divination instrument. He probably came to the same conclusion and ordered loudly:

"Speed ​​up, charge the light spear and prepare!"

Seeing the sudden appearance of the Predator Chapter's strike cruiser, the Basha-class light cruiser immediately closed the launch windows of those crooked landing craft without saying a word, turned the ship's bow and fled out of the galaxy - the greenskins did not know this. The battleship was filled with a ship of Space Marines, but just comparing the tonnage and length of the two battleships, they were not of the same order of magnitude.

"Pursue them, don't let them go!"

Gangridro Khan immediately gave the order.

"Khan, what about the orcs on the surface?"

A mortal officer looked up and asked.

"I go."

Don't wait for Gang Grizhuo's order.

Fu Qinghai took the initiative and said:

"I'll deal with them."

The subsequent battle will most likely be a pursuit battle. Orc warships are not a good candidate for joining the gang. There is no need to join the gang when the warship has superior firepower and tonnage. Just blow it up directly. Fu Qinghai's waiting on the warship is of no use. Simply take the initiative to apply to deal with the group of Orcs who landed.

"Give you a Thunderhawk gunship?"

Gangli Zhuo turned his head and asked.

"Need not."

Fu Qinghai shook his head gently.

He said calmly and confidently:

"Just land directly on orbit."

Although the Thunderhawk gunship is safe and secure, if you want to reach the surface as quickly as possible, you have to use orbital airdrop.

"OK."

Gangrelzo was also infected by his confidence.

He laughed loudly and waved his hands and said:

"Give Qingshan Nayan Khan an airborne capsule!"

Fu Qinghai and Danzhuer walked side by side in the battleship passage, and they came to the airborne capsule launch port and got ready. The Wild Hunt cruiser flew over the Obrivim Observation Station, slightly lowering its speed to match the rotation speed of the planet. After reaching relative stillness, it opened the belly door, spit out a drop pod downwards, and then accelerated again to pursue the Orcs. The battleship left.

…

"Rumble, rumble, rumble, rumble..."

The seat and backrest were shaking violently.

The red police light above their heads kept turning. Fu Qinghai and Danzhuer sat face to face. They were the only two people in the entire airborne cabin. Danzhuer took a few deep breaths and held the seat belt crossed on his chest tightly with both hands. Fu Qinghai had an expressionless expression and leaned his head on the bulkhead, looking a little absent-minded.

"First time riding in a drop pod?"

Fu Qinghai raised his head and said calmly.

"Yes."

Danzhuer nodded vigorously:

"My first orbital drop."

Although Danjul is a powerful psyker, humans are still land animals at heart. Orbital airborne, something that breaks through biological instincts, still makes this fledgling young warrior feel a little nervous.

"Ha ha."

Fu Qinghai chuckled lazily and said:

"My performance the first time I sat on this thing was no better than yours, but don't worry, although this thing looks a bit crude, it's actually quite strong."

Danzul looked up and looked around. There was no window in the entire small confined space. It was also shaking violently, which made people feel unsure.

Immediately afterwards, there was a sudden upward push on the back.

Danzul was instantly restrained by the seat belt.

The drop pod began to brake in reverse to slow down.

"Almost there."

Fu Qinghai leaned on his seat and said calmly.

…

"boom--"

The drop pod hit the ground hard.

The moment it landed, several running murder cans were smashed into a pile of compressed iron sheets, and the snot driver inside turned into red and green meat paste and squeezed out of the gap.

The water-drop-shaped airborne capsule was inserted diagonally on the ground. The eight hatches suddenly opened outwards and landed in the smoke and dust, but only two tall black figures emerged from them.

"The canned shrimp is here!"

A grunt screamed loudly with his hands in a trumpet shape.

"Snapped!"

A bomb shot out of the smoke and shattered it.

From the moment Danzhuer felt the chapter leader next to him landing from the airborne capsule, he looked like a beast that had fully awakened from laziness. A jetpack expanded and stacked behind his back, and the airflow dispersed all the smoke and dust. He stood up, pulled out the Blue Fang Chain Sword in mid-air and slashed it down.

"Zizzizi...clang!"

A four-meter-tall orc warrior stood frozen on the spot without making any movement. Suddenly it was split in two from the middle and fell to both sides. The smooth internal organs were exposed to the air, and the two halves of the body were still connected by threads. Thick blood, these red threads were torn off as the corpse fell.

Qingshan Khan slowly stood up.

His whole body was soaked with orc blood.

"Wow--"

The surrounding green-skinned boys ran away crying and shouting, but were knocked down one by one by Danzul who followed with a bolt gun - the leader of the chapter's think tank did not have his exclusive psychic equipment at this time, and could only act like a Fights like a normal Space Marine.

Fu Qinghai ignored the orcs around him and looked up into the distance. There is a crater made by a meteorite, and a bastion built against the mountain. Just looking at the location of the fortress and the simple fortifications around it, the person who built this small fortress obviously has military service experience, and it does not look like it was built by a refugee or a fugitive. illegal settlements.

"Who did the distress signal come from?"

With this question in mind, Fu Qinghai once again rose into the sky, carrying an unparalleled whirlwind and rushing into the crowd of orcs, setting off colorful pieces of red, green, and crumbled meat and tattered protective gear. Wherever you look, large groups of orcs are like squirming green carpets, all swarming towards the fortress on the edge of the crater, scrambling to occupy the bastion.

Fu Qinghai took the lead and rushed to the front.

Danjul followed closely behind with cover from left to right.

The director of the think tank gradually began to use his psychic powers to distort the reality around him. Demonic whispers and terrifying visions filled the air. The surrounding orcs had to deal with a series of bewitching promises, whispers and dizzying sights. Some low-willed brats and goblins began to run around like crazy and attack everything around them indiscriminately.

This move is called "Malicious Storm".

Chaos follows him wherever he goes. The hearts of the Orcs were filled with sudden anger, as well as spiritual echoes of paranoia and hatred. Panic and resentment filled their hearts and minds, with fatal consequences - the chain of command instantly collapsed wherever Danjul went. , triggering large-scale disorderly riots and defections filled with hysteria.

The cunning gun-showing boy and the barbecue boy realized the enemy behind them, turned around and started to focus fire on the two space warriors, and various homemade grenades were also thrown at them regardless of the enemy. However, both bullets and flames were pushed away in all directions by the iron halo behind Fu Qinghai's helmet, and then hit Danzul's psychic field shield, causing little transparent ripples.

As the two gradually approached the small fortress.

"Zizzi, zizi...help, please help."

A voice suddenly sounded from the public communication channel, a young female voice covered in noisy static noise.

"The coordinates are 27.166.381, which is being attacked by the Orcs. I implore anyone passing by the Empire..."

Still broadcasting the request for help repeatedly.

"The bearing coordinates are 27.166.381. Your request for help has been received. I am a Space Marine. I have landed on the surface. I am 2.45 kilometers away from you. The bastion faces the east direction of the star. How many of your personnel survive?"

Fu Qinghai said directly.

The voice in the communication channel suddenly became quiet.

Then the female voice said in surprise:

"Great, Space Marines, the Space Marines are here! Teacher, we are saved, we have to, um... okay. Hello, Master Astartes, we currently have five survivors and are heading towards where you are. Breakout in the direction!"

As Fu Qinghai Danzhuer continued to advance, the walls around the bastion were already visible in the distance. The top of the spire is also decorated with a double-headed sky eagle and a pure skull. Four automatic sentry guns are placed on the four corners, firing continuously at the bottom. However, as the green-skinned trend crept up, a few tanks and explosive guys soon swung long rockets tied into hammer shapes and hammered the sentry cannon into several twisted pieces of scrap metal.

"Boost."

Fu Qinghai said in a deep voice:

"There are only five of them left."

"Understood, Khan!"

Danzul suddenly raised a hand and clenched it tightly in the air. Directly in front of it was a red King Kong that spewed plasma and black smoke. Its tracks suddenly stopped rotating and its whole body trembled. A pile of parts and dazzling sparks exploded outwards with a "crackling" sound. Then something shocking happened. The chassis of the more than ten-meter-tall Maoge King Kong suddenly left the ground and rose into the air, suspended in mid-air, waving its arms and guns helplessly.

Danzul gritted his teeth and pushed forward hard.

The Maoge King Kong in mid-air was quickly flew forward by an invisible force, hit the ground hard, and then continued to roll forward under the action of inertia, crushing and crushing a group of orcs and goblins who could not dodge. , plowing a deep and wide chasm in the dry and hard soil.

The orcs blocking the road in front of them were cleared instantly.

An avenue appeared leading directly to the bastion.

Fu Qinghai glanced at Danzhuer in surprise.

"Please, Khan."

Danzul gasped and raised his hand to signal.

Fu Qinghai nodded and turned around to continue forward. At the same time, several figures broke out of the fortress, slashing the surrounding orcs with their swords while moving in his direction. Fu Qinghai was very curious about who was asking for help, and looked past the orcs to look at the five relatively slender figures.

They're wearing power armor!

The forging master recognized it at a glance. The dark golden body-hugging armor definitely belonged to some kind of powered armor, and the workmanship was very fine and definitely not ordinary. The woman at the head has a high ponytail that looks like braids to the sky, a red double-headed eagle tattoo on her shaved green forehead, half of her face is covered with a breathing valve, and she wields a two-handed sword with sharp eyes and vigorous movements. , jumping left and right to fight in and out of the orcs.

"Sister Silence!?"

Fu Qinghai couldn't help but exclaimed.

He suddenly figured it out in an instant: Why would someone come to settle on such a remote and desolate planet? Why is that small bastion defense layout so full of military style? Because they are all Sisters of Silence! After the Horus Heresy, the High Lords Council disbanded and expelled most of the Sisters of Silence, leaving only those who maintained the minimum operation of the Black Ship fleet.

Because of the special attributes of the soulless ones... or "untouchables", any creature with a soul that comes near them will feel continuous pain and disgust. Therefore, the Sisters of Silence were not only expelled from Holy Terra, but they were also unable to If you stay in a city or planet with humans for a long time, you can only find a remote place far away from human habitation to self-exile.

Fu Qinghai suddenly understood.

He dragged the Blue Fang Chainsword out of the chest of an orc boss with one hand. The pieces of meat and blood that followed spattered his body and face, but he still looked ahead and just raised his head. One arm and the gauntlet quickly transformed into a double-barreled melt cannon, which sprayed out blue flames and melted a murderous can without even turning its head.

Fu Qinghai kicked a squirrel away.

He rushed forward and asked loudly:

"Who do you belong to? What are you doing here?"

The Sister of Silence raised her head and glanced at Fu Qinghai, without saying anything, and continued to turn around and slash the surrounding orcs with her sword, as if she had turned a deaf ear to what he just said.

What's the meaning? Can't you hear me?

Fu Qinghai was stunned for a second.

Sister Silence cannot speak!

Then he reacted immediately.

So who was that young female voice that spoke to me just now?

"Can you understand sign language?"

Fu Qinghai grabbed Danzhuer.

"Sorry, Khan, I didn't learn."

The director of the think tank shook his head and said.

"Hiss...ah!"

His face suddenly became extremely pale, and beads of sweat flowed down his cheeks. He stared at the woman in dark gold armor holding a sword in front of Khan, and Danzhuer said in a difficult voice:

"I feel so bad, Khan, could you..."

"You go first, Danjul."

Fu Qinghai pointed behind him and shouted:

"Your side, retreat with me!"

Sister Silence nodded and passed him.

Danzul covered his head and ran very fast. The director of the think tank had completely lost his fighting ability at this moment. He must leave the soulless force field immediately. Otherwise, not only would his psychic powers be unable to be used, he would not be able to function as a normal Asi. Tate went into battle and might even have suffered brain trauma.

The pressure on Fu Qinghai suddenly doubled. He also wanted to find the biggest orc warlord and behead him, so that the morale of the greenskins would collapse across the board. But he still had to cover the evacuation of the five Sisters of Silence in the midst of thousands of troops, and he couldn't spare any time. With the fortress breached, large numbers of orcs crowded in again. The iron halo was immune to small-caliber long-range weapon fire, and the surrounding orcs pounced on it with giant claws and machetes.

But he didn't panic at all. Fighting had become part of his instinct, even if it was a deeply encircled battle. He was like a well-functioning and extremely efficient orc elimination program. In the chaotic battlefield, he was distracted from protecting the Sisters of Silence while still carrying out killings in an orderly manner.

"Watch your left, sir!"

The young female voice sounded in my ears again.

Fu Qinghai drew out the Green Blade from his waist and swung it to the left without looking. The Storm Boy who fell from the sky with a rocket on his back was smoothly cut into two pieces. To his right, a tall and graceful figure knelt down from below his elbow. He thrust out the long sword in his hand and stabbed to death a squig with a large bundle of detonators and explosives tied to its body. Then he picked it up and threw it out. .

"boom--"

The Scrooge volleyed and exploded.

Blow up a bunch of orc boys below.

Only then did Fu Qinghai notice that it turned out that this young Silent Sister with a clear and melodious voice was the one in charge of the rear among the five people, dragging her at the end to cover the evacuation of other teammates.

"Watch the top of your head!"

Fu Qinghai reminded him.

He lifted up a strong orc, just enough to block a grenade from a distance. The orc in his hand instantly tore into pieces and turned into corpses. Blood poured all over his armor.

"Right, sir!"

shouted the Sister of Silence beside her.

Fu Qinghai drew his sword again and turned around suddenly. The Green Fang and the Green Blade were thrust upward at the same time, stabbing a heavy-armed boss who was rushing next to him in an "X" shape.

Fu Qinghai suddenly drew back his sword.

The heavily armed boss, who was armed to the teeth, fell apart.

At this moment, from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a fluttering short golden-white hair flashing past his field of vision. The young silent nun killed another scar-faced boy who touched her at the moment she spoke. He didn't see the Silent Sister's face clearly, but he was still slightly disappointed by this discovery.

Not Fei.

Fei's hair is chestnut color.

"Why can you speak, Sister?"

Fu Qinghai asked casually. He and the young Silent Sister were almost back to back. The two fought with swords while moving around, killing countless beasts in the blink of an eye.

"I am a novice nun."

Sister Silence took the time to answer while slashing hard:

"So there is no need to abide by the Oath of Serenity, sir."

"There's a strike cruiser overhead."

Fu Qinghai raised his hand and fired three consecutive bursts.

"Pop!" "Pap!" "Pap!"

The heads of the three special operations boys exploded.

"So don't worry, reinforcements will arrive soon."

The bolt pistol turned into particles and retracted into the gauntlet.

"Okay, sir."

Sister Silence struggled to pull out her long sword from the corpse, stood up unsteadily and gasped:

"Thank you for your helping hand. Thank you very much. Can we...can we know your unit number?"

"Iron Buddha Battle Group, Qingshan Nayan Khan."

Fu Qinghai glanced around and said calmly.

He seemed to hear the roar of the Thunderhawk gunboat.

"Okay, sir."

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

An orc warlord, comparable in size to a Dreadnaught mecha, rushed towards him through the thinning green tide. The two moved almost simultaneously and quickly changed positions with a strong tacit understanding. Fu Qinghai faced the orc warlord, while Sister Silence behind him faced the other orcs. With a thunderous roar, the giant hydraulic steel pliers fell from the sky, and then hit the chain sword, unable to move forward. The saw teeth drilled sparks in the gaps of the steel pliers.

"And you, what's your name, nun?"

Fu Qinghai asked while pumping his arms and exerting strength.

"My name is Fei, sir."

Sister Silence replied calmly from behind.

What? ? ?

Fu Qinghai's arms went limp and he almost fell to his knees.

He pressed down the hilt of the chain saw with all his strength, raised his horse and was so angry that his Dantian was filled with anger. The saw teeth got stuck in the gap between the steel pliers, and he forcefully dragged the orc warlord to the ground. Fu Qinghai didn't pay any attention to the orc warlord in front of him. He suddenly turned around and raised his hand to pull off the helmet, forcefully pulled Sister Silence's shoulders, and stared at her face blankly, looking at the familiar eyebrows on the mask.

It's her, it's her, it's that face!

The face that haunted him.

Sister Silence was also stunned.

"Arlo!?"

Just two simple syllables.

An ordinary name for an orphan boy from the hive city.

Fei was frozen in place as if petrified.

When we first meet, we are surprised and happy, and after a long time, we are also stunned.

Seeing that girl appear in front of him again, Fu Qinghai felt his two hearts beating wildly in his chest. He has forgotten that he is in the middle of the battlefield at this time, and all the broken limbs, smoke explosions, and blood-stained battlefields have all left him... It is the breeze, the sunset, and the heartbeat, which are irreplaceable. At this moment, he had a dreamy feeling of "the sunset falls into the starry field, the world is suddenly late, and the mountains and rivers are already autumn."

What a Chaos Warmaster, what a Human Emperor.

It's no longer important at this moment.

"Well... damn shrimp... canned food!"

Behind him, the orc warlord covered his face and was struggling to get up. He took off the damaged hydraulic steel tongs and raised his other arm high. There were three spinning circular saws connected in parallel on his palm, and he was about to cut it down. Come, but the man and woman in front of it still only have eyes for each other. They stare at each other quietly and have no time to care about anything happening around them.

"Khan, be careful!"

A combat truck was thrown from a distance.

"Bang!"

The orc warlord was knocked to the ground in one fell swoop.

"Hoo-bum - tom! tom! tom! tom!"

The unique sound of the Thunderhawk gunship's battle cannon sounded overhead, and pillars of earth exploded around the orc warlord. Then his head was hit directly by a cannonball, exploding like a rotten watermelon, like a mountain. The body lay motionless on the hard, barren ground.

"Snapped!"

Fu Qinghai held Fei Yi tightly in his arms.

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1. I can’t write a better encounter scene. This is all the skill of an author of my level.