Infinite Metaverse

Ever since he fought to a one-on-one draw with the elderly Sigismund in a one-on-one duel, Fu Qinghai's understanding of cold weapon combat has undergone profound changes and realizations. After that, looking at any other space warrior, they are all a kind of Feel:

Chickens and dogs are not my enemies.

They and I are no longer in the same realm!

After killing all the space warriors from other chapters present, Fu Qinghai patted his butt and went back to the Suzheng to sleep, leaving the White Scars Chapter's Chief Storm Seer Baoshu Lige to clean up the mess and treat the injured space warriors. .

Fu Qinghai is not very interested in honorary titles such as "Khuriltai Champion". He was already the chapter leader, and in his position, more emphasis was placed on battlefield command ability rather than personal fighting ability. This kind of fighting championship title should actually be left to his young space warriors to strive for.

Moreover, the "Khuriltai Conference" was originally proposed by him. For him, he cares more about whether this event can have the effect he expected - to reconnect the loose legions, rather than personally competing for a certain term. Championship title in the conference. This is like, you are already the founder of the Olympic Games, do you still care about how many medals you have won?

Fu Qinghai just wanted to find a few people to beat him up. At the same time, according to the original plan, he also wanted to give these sub-regiments a show of strength so that they could successfully lead the reorganized Fifth Army. After all, personal combat power is also an aspect of comprehensive ability, and compared with command ability, personal combat power is more intuitive and easier to measure.

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Early the next morning, Horqin Prairie.

It’s still the same meadow and those tents from yesterday.

The mess caused by the group fight last night had already been cleaned up by the war group's servants, and the meeting place was clean and tidy again. The Chapter Legions of each sub-regiment appeared here again, the purple and black bruises on their faces had disappeared, and the dislocated limbs had returned to their original positions. The powerful self-healing ability of the Space Marines saved their remaining face.

"call……"

Fu Qinghai blew the foam in the tea cup.

Sitting leisurely on a futon.

The early morning prairie air is cool and pleasant.

The Space Marines around him were somewhat silent.

More than 50 people surrounded and beat one person, but the beating was not over. It is very embarrassing to think about it. At this moment, they don't even want to continue this century-old event. They just want to leave here quickly and return to their base, pretending that nothing happened.

Storm Prophet Baoshu Lige held his staff and sat beside him with a smile without saying a word. Seeing that everyone was here, Fu Qinghai took a sip of milk tea and did not mention the gang fight last night. Instead, he tilted his head slightly and commanded the communicator on his neck armor:

"Bring everything here."

After saying that, he continued to taste the salty milk tea.

The Chapter Masters didn't know what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd, so they looked at each other. Suddenly, Lyman's ears caught the faint whistling sound of air coming from outside the tent. It seemed to be mixed with the roar of the engine, and the sound was getting closer and closer.

The roar of the sky and the noise of the engine were getting closer and closer, as if something was flying close to the ground. The tent began to sway slightly, and the thick fur curtain was lifted to a corner by the wind outside, allowing more airflow and greater noise to come in.

As descendants of the White Scars, these experienced Space Marines could tell by the sound alone that this was not the sound of any active military aircraft in the Empire of Man, not a Land Speeder, not a Javelin assault craft, could it be...

One of the Chapter Leaders suddenly raised his head thoughtfully, while the other Chapter Leader couldn't hold it any longer and stood up and opened the thick leather tent, turned around and looked in the direction where the sound came from.

"Jetbike!?"

Targujin Khan exclaimed.

"What? Really?"

A company commander next to him stood up with a "swish".

"So that legend is not a lie?"

The leader of the Predator Chapter stared directly at Fu Qinghai:

"The Iron Buddha Chapter really has jet motorcycles?"

Fu Qinghai smiled and took a sip of milk tea.

Put down the tea cup and raise your hand to point outside the curtain:

“Seeing is believing, you can go and see for yourself.”

All Space Marines rushed out of the tent.

Outside the big white tent, the Cavalry Brigade was flying jet motorcycles in an arrow formation around the tent and flying close to the ground. They showed off their exquisite control skills: they pulled up the handle and climbed into the blue sky, followed by a barrel roll and dive. No matter what fancy maneuvers are performed during this period, the entire company's formation remains uniform and unchanged.

This is a naked show of skill.

Many space warriors looked straight.

Fu Qinghai opened the curtain and walked out of the tent, holding milk tea in one hand and raising the other hand to wave.

After receiving the order, the company commander of the Hussars Brigade led his cavalry in a circle in mid-air and flew towards the entrance of the tent. Then a sudden brake came to a stop, followed by many jet motorcycle cavalry who braked and hovered at the entrance of the tent. . The company commander did not wait for the motorcycle to come to a complete stop, turned over gracefully and landed firmly on the ground, then faced the chapter leader Fu Qinghai, knelt down on one knee and beat his chest in salute:

"Khan!"

"Spring Breeze Jet Motorcycle."

Fu Qinghai pointed at the motorcycle and turned to several group leaders:

"One of the 'magic machines' I forged."

There was a sound of rapid breathing at the tent door.

"You said so."

The Destroyer Chapter Leader stared at him:

"Gene seeds? Anyone's will do?"

"Yes, my promise stands."

Fu Qinghai nodded his head solemnly:

"Three gene seeds and one jet motorcycle."

"Tusgalkin!"

The Chapter Master turned and called to his squire:

"Go get all the traitor gene seeds!"

"Haha, no rush, no rush, there's more."

Fu Qinghai looked into the distance with a smile and said:

"There are still many, many 'magic machines' that have not been displayed."

"Hulong, rong, rong..."

A thunderous sound of wind pressure sounded above the head.

Countless cross-orbital landers began to land on the surface and then opened the hatch. The cabin contained a dazzling array of weapons and equipment: pulse bolters, fat man launchers, double-barreled melt cannons, missile launchers... and corresponding special ammunition: micro Nuclear bombs, artificial monster blood, multi-stage intelligent and stable missiles... arms are like products in a supermarket filling the shelves.

"Welcome to Phaeton Specialty Supermarket."

Fu Qinghai turned around and opened his arms to everyone:

"Exquisitely made and made of solid materials. Choose as you like and test as you like. The price is fair and you are honest with everyone. In addition, we only accept gene seeds as the only method of payment."

At Fu Qinghai's signal, these space warriors walked into the cross-orbit lander, picked up these weapons, and began to look at them. They were like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden, and they were dazzled by all the equipment they had never seen before. Then everyone came to the temporary shooting range to test the power.

During the interval between reincarnations, all the forge workshops in the Phaeton Forge World have been working overtime and running at full speed, producing weapons, equipment and corresponding ammunition that far exceed the needs of the war group, just to get the Huliletai Conference for trading. The Storm Knights Chapter was an unexpected gain. They also absorbed a large part of the weapons, equipment and ammunition.

Since Abaddon's First Black Crusade opened the Eye of Terror's path to the real universe, more and more Chaos Space Marines have begun to try to slip out of the Eye of Terror and come to the Empire to plunder what they need in the same way. everything of. These scattered Chaos warbands are not as large as the Black Legion, but they are more difficult to guard against.

After these small groups of Chaos Space Marines flowed to various places in the empire, they inevitably had to mobilize loyal Space Marines to encircle and suppress them. Therefore, the White Scars and their sub-groups did not lack opportunities to come into contact with Chaos Space Marines. They always remember the agreement passed down thousands of years ago, and after killing the Chaos Space Marines, they must take away the gene seeds.

Now, it's finally time to cash out these traitor gene seeds that have been accumulated for hundreds of years.

Bolter guns with greater penetrating power than heavy bolt bombs, melta cannons that spit out blue flames with ridiculous temperatures, grenade launchers that can launch micro-nuclear bombs, missile launchers that can hit space with one shot...these After testing the new weapons, many Space Marine officers were impressed.

I just regret that I haven't killed enough Chaos Space Marines, and I don't have so many gene seeds to trade.

Chapter leaders were selecting among various weapons and matching them according to their actual needs. At the same time, they were also mentally sorting out the combinations and calculating the best arms package that could be exchanged for the gene seeds they owned.

"This transaction must be kept strictly confidential."

Fu Qinghai did not forget to tell them:

"Neither let the Adeptus Mechanicus know that we are developing weapons that are not blessed and authorized, nor let the Inquisition know that we are using the traitor's gene seeds to trade. Both of these things will cause a lot of trouble if they are made public."

"understand."

The chapter leaders nodded in agreement.

In front of jet motorcycles, it doesn't matter what is heresy or not. Who is he in the Holy Tribunal? What the hell does Om Messiah have to do with me? It's better to race, it's all about racing.

Suddenly, the entire grassland was filled with engine blasts and gunshots. The space warriors rushed to test-drive jet motorcycles and laughed wildly, feeling the powerful power of the new weapons and enjoying it completely.

The Chapter Masters of the five sub-groups of Predators, Destroyers, Berserkers, Storm Lords and Sun Eagles were busy selecting their favorite weapons in the makeshift equipment display area. Fu Qinghai quietly pulled aside Mandu Ratu Khan, the Chapter Commander of the parent regiment White Scars, and Baoshu Lige, the Chief of the Think Tank.

Then he said directly to the two of them:

"I want to wake up Ogedai Mangnut."

"You want to wake up Wokuotai Nayanhan?"

Baoshu Lige frowned and said:

"If there are no special circumstances, there is no need to wake up the Dreadnought Mecha from the stasis field. This will..."

"Now there are special circumstances."

Fu Qinghai nodded firmly and interrupted.

"What special circumstances?"

Mandu Ratu Khan asked seriously:

"Have you found any clues about the whereabouts of the Great Khan?"

"I didn't find that."

Fu Qinghai shook his head and explained:

"I want to activate the 'Golden Account Agreement'."

"hiss……"

Mandu Latu and Baoshu Lige couldn't help but take a breath when they heard this - it's okay if Qingshan Khan doesn't come to attend the Khuliltai Conference, but when he comes to participate in the conference, he will activate the Golden Horde Agreement?

"What happened?"

Mandu Ratu asked eagerly.

"There's going to be a war."

Fu Qinghai did not explain in too much detail:

"A big battle, a tough battle. The impact is huge, and no Astartes Chapter can handle it alone. We must form a Legion again, it's time."

"etc."

Baoshu Lige suddenly thought of something:

"You proposed the Golden Horde Agreement and the Khuriltai Assembly a thousand years ago, and then you disappeared for a thousand years. The first thing you did after returning was to activate the Golden Horde Agreement... So, you thought of it a thousand years ago, right? You predicted that there would be a war a thousand years ago?"

The Chief Storm Prophet reacted very quickly.

He soon discovered the clues.

"You are very smart, Bao Shulige."

Fu Qinghai looked at him approvingly:

"This is indeed one of my plans."

"So."

Fu Qinghai continued to persuade:

"I should be the temporary commander of the reorganized Fifth Legion to lead the entire White Scar Legion, because only I know what happened in the distance and who the enemy we are facing is. This makes sense, right?"

"So you beat them all up yesterday to establish your prestige. So you brought a large amount of weapons and ammunition to enhance your combat power. So you want to wake up the only dreadnought mecha of the White Scar from its slumber to endorse your actions..."

Bao Shulige stared at Fu Qinghai and said in a deep voice:

"Everything is within your plan, Khan."

"Yes, that's it."

Fu Qinghai admitted frankly:

"But you are not quite right in one respect. I want to awaken Ogedei Mannut, not just to let him endorse my actions. In fact, I am confident that I can lead the entire Fifth Legion without his support. I want to awaken him, more because of a verbal promise I made that year."

"So what happened?"

Mandulatu was still more concerned about this question:

"What kind of enemy requires an Astartes Legion to deal with? Demon Primarch? Dark Eldar?"

Maybe there is more than one Astartes Legion...

Fu Qinghai shook his head in his heart and said:

"Orcs."

"Orcs?"

Mandulatu and Baoshu Lige exclaimed in unison.

Their voices were full of disbelief.

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