PFC Chapter 670: Veteran and Broken-Backed War Dog
Chapter 670: Veteran and Broken-Backed War Dog
Chapter 670: Thousand-year-old veteran and broken-back war dog
Kuitun Satellite No. 1, City in the Clouds.
Fu Qinghai's plan was disrupted.
His original plan was to prepare for war and reorganize the military, and after the storm dissipated and he dealt with some miscellaneous matters left in the star region, he would get his hands on the "key" that was most critical to solving the major events of this plot line.
You can rush out and kill the orcs.
He is different from other reincarnations. After other players arrive in a strange reincarnation world, they have to spend time figuring out what the major plot events are, and then evaluate whether to participate and how great the risks and benefits are.
The Warhammer 40K universe is Fu Qinghai's anchor world. He deduced which major event it was before the major event in the plot line began. He was gearing up for preparation during the intervals between reincarnations. His first-mover advantage is very obvious.
But he never expected:
1. The spy organization created by No. actually infiltrated and covered the entire Calixis star region.
2. The Iron Pagoda Regiment actually has a new sub-regiment: the Storm Knights Regiment in the Octarius Sector.
"You will go to the Hive World of Sintira now."
Fu Qinghai instructed No. 56:
"It's not time to fight yet. You should first figure out what's going on with your spy organization and take back the Calixis Sector."
"Understood, Khan."
Number 56 nodded.
This order was exactly what he wanted. The Sea Snake Warrior didn't say much, and turned around and followed the Inquisitor and his entourage to the cruiser berth. They returned to the regiment's territory and rushed to the familiar Calixis star zone without stopping.
Psychic reading alone is not enough. After all, psychic reading is not memory extraction. It can only see the fragments of thoughts that emerge in the other person's mind at that moment. He has to see with his own eyes the spy organization he founded with his own efforts, the so-called "Hydra Brotherhood", to what extent it has developed now.
The chief intelligence officer of the Iron Pagoda Regiment left.
Fu Qinghai turned to Qiao Shida and said:
"Gather the Chapter Fleet, let's go meet that Storm Knight Chapter and see what's going on."
"Yes, Khan."
The first captain nodded.
Fu Qinghai turned to Qingming and ordered:
"Give me a copy of all the personnel information of the Thirteenth Company that lost contact before the storm."
"Okay, master."
The secretary with a perky butt and long legs answered.
Octareus sector.
Of course Fu Qinghai remembered this place.
The connection is obvious, isn't it?
……
Kuitun-1 satellite, spaceport.
A combat barge slowly approached the docking area.
Fu Qinghai stood alone at the entrance of the passage.
The first company behind him was lined up in an orderly manner, ready for battle.
Looking at the huge artillery warship lying outside the huge floor-to-ceiling glass window and slowly approaching the airport docking channel, Fu Qinghai had complicated feelings, just like when No. 56 just learned about the existence of the Hydra Brotherhood. He didn't know what kind of mentality he should have towards this unknown "sub-group".
"Boom...Crack."
The boarding channel has been connected.
White steam and ice crystals sprayed out.
Fu Qinghai recognized it at a glance. It was a battle barge converted from a Retribution-class battleship. Both the Retribution-class battleship and the Emperor-class battleship were ancient battleship models that had been in service since the Great Crusade. If the Emperor-class battleship was positioned as an aircraft carrier among battleships, then the Retribution-class battleship was positioned as a gunboat among battleships. It did not have a hangar for taking off and landing fighters, but it had more powerful firepower.
"Boom, boom, boom, boom..."
The sound of orderly footsteps could be heard in the passage.
Fu Qinghai took a deep breath.
At the entrance of the boarding passage, iron boots slowly emerged from view, and a group of armored warriors walked down the slope to the ground of the air port passage. They were wearing power armor with a white background and gold edges, which was exactly the opposite of the black background and gold edges of the Iron Pagoda Regiment. They looked more like the Iron Pagoda Regiment's parent regiment, the White Scars Regiment.
Their power armor was obviously pieced together, ranging from MK3 to MK4 to MK5. It looked like it was taken from the corpses of the enemy and repainted. A smell of poverty came over them, but it could not conceal the fierce and violent temperament that emanated from them as they walked.
Fu Qinghai quietly switched the eyepiece view.
"Showing the implantation of the Extremis virus."
He thought silently in his mind.
The scene in front of him suddenly changed, and the environment in his field of vision, including all the Space Marines, turned into a dark film negative - none of these Space Marines had ever been implanted with the Extremis virus. Fu Qinghai was slightly disappointed to see this result. Until a bright figure entered his field of vision, the second, the third, and then more and more bright figures appeared in his field of vision, with several mixed in each team.
Sure enough, there are still people alive!
Fu Qinghai switched back to normal vision.
The helmet turned into metal particles and retreated towards the neck.
Look closely at those special figures.
Coincidentally, those Space Marines also raised their hands and took off their helmets, revealing their weathered but scar-free faces. They looked older than Fu Qinghai, with gray hair and gray complexion. But the moment they saw Fu Qinghai, these veterans showed surprise on their faces, which quickly turned into grief.
"Khan!"
An old soldier shouted in grief and anger.
"Khan!" "Khan!"
These white-haired veterans shouted one after another.
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"
There are also roars to the sky as a way of venting.
Fu Qinghai stood there for a long time in silence.
Before coming here, he had carefully read the information of all members of the Thirteenth Company, and he had memorized the faces of every Space Marine. The Thirteenth Company was a newly formed company of new recruits, and the company commander was a Space Marine who had used the gene-seed of the World Eaters. He could vaguely recognize the appearance of these bearded veterans when they were young, and a thousand years of wind, frost, blood and rain had turned into wrinkles that were deeply imprinted on their faces.
Sure enough, it was them.
The Thirteenth Company, which was sent to the Octareus Sector, consisted of 100 men and a strike cruiser. After the subspace storm enveloped the Marcus King Sector, they lost contact. Fu Qinghai thought they were definitely in danger, but he did not expect that more than a thousand years later, the Thirteenth Company had become the Storm Knights.
"Oh my god, it's really them..."
Qiao Shida also took off his helmet.
He touched his bald head and sighed.
"It'll be good to come back, it'll be good to come back..."
Fu Qinghai murmured with a complicated expression.
Compared to the thousand-year-old veterans who were so excited that they lost control, the young recruits who had not been implanted with the Extremis virus were much calmer. They looked more curious and looked around at the airport and the other space warriors in it - the legendary Iron Pagoda warriors.
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Just then a heavier voice sounded.
The entire boarding passage was shaking slightly.
Fu Qinghai looked up.
A Contemptor Dreadnought mech with the same white background and gold trim strode over with short and thick legs. A bold and exaggerated laugh erupted from its half-exposed cabin:
"Hahahahaha! I knew it!"
"I knew I would come back!"
The voice sounded slightly familiar.
Fu Qinghai quickly remembered:
"Dar Valen, you are the captain of the Thirteenth Company!"
"You didn't expect that, boss? I'm still alive! I'm fucking alive, like a dog with a broken spine, but its mouth is still clenched and refuses to let go, hahahaha!"
The Dreadnought laughed wildly.
He waved his power claws as he took steps.
"Good, good, good."
Reunited with the familiar subordinates.
Fu Qinghai was in a very good mood.
"I'm going to get you out of that coffin and then reattach your spine, War Dog."
Fu Qinghai promised solemnly.
The desperate virus can only repair internal injuries and minor external injuries, such as removing fat, removing spots, tightening the skin, allowing the blind to see again, restoring hearing to the deaf... and so on. The desperate virus cannot regenerate severed limbs.
But the Space Marine automated medical platform can.
Not to mention there is still a spine left.
Even if there is only one head left, it can be completely rebuilt.
At this point, no further explanation is needed.
According to the Hydra Brotherhood, Terra asked the Storm Knights to send a company to follow the Inquisitor of the Calixis Sector to investigate the situation of the Iron Pagoda. But now, it is not a company but a fleet, and the Inquisitor who should have followed is nowhere to be seen.
The attitude is very obvious, isn't it?
"Welcome home, Company Thirteen."
Fu Qinghai took a deep breath and sighed.
……
Battleship HMS Rectification, medical deck.
Including the Chapter Master, all the Space Marines of the Storm Knights who had undergone prosthetic body replacement underwent nanoparticle body reconstruction surgery here to regain a complete flesh and blood body. At the same time, the "new recruits of the Chapter" who had been promoted in the past thousand years were injected with the Extremis virus. Finally, all members of the Storm Knights had to drink a glass of purple water together to complete the last transformation surgery newly developed by the new Alien Space Marines -
Take the herbal grind slurry in a heart shape.
Dal Valen, former captain of the 13th Company of the Iron Pagoda and current commander of the Storm Knights, had just completed the reconstruction of his body and limbs and taken the heart-shaped herb. He was still immersed in the joy of being reborn and strengthened again when he was caught by his old boss Fu Qinghai and asked about what happened in the past thousand years.
"Here is the thing, Khan."
Thinking back to that time, the Thirteenth Company Commander was filled with sorrow.
He slowly recounted what happened that year.
It turned out that after the 13th Company was sent to the Octareus Sector, they learned that their home world was blocked by a storm. After completing their mission, they had nowhere to go home and finally had to ask Holy Terra for help.
The Thirteenth Company was a company of rookies, and almost all of its soldiers' gene seeds came from the Traitor Legion. Naturally, this aroused the vigilance and suspicion of some Inquisitors in the Octarius Sector, who had always wanted to investigate this rogue company.
However, this company received strong support from two powerful figures from Holy Terra: Grand Inquisitor Sid Nora of the Holy Tribunal and Admiral Ilya Lavallee of the Central Military Affairs Department. These two big men insisted on expanding this company into a new regiment despite the opposition of many people.
As a result, the 13th Regiment received a modified Retribution-class battleship as a battle barge, and added three strike cruisers. Together with the original strike cruiser, they formed a small battle group fleet with five battleships.
At the same time, the Military Affairs Department also replenished the weapons, ammunition, armored vehicles and power armor required for a Holy Codex Chapter. As for gene seeds, the Mechanicus only promised to permanently exempt the Chapter's gene seed taxes.
The gene seed was not given at all.
Without gene-seeds there would be no soldiers, and the casualty rate of Space Marines was well known. From this, it could be seen that what Terra was most expecting was for this company to slowly die out due to lack of soldiers.
However, the High Lords underestimated the survivability and powerful combat capabilities of the new alien space marines.
The Thirteenth Company wanted to obtain a conscription world, but was not granted permission. For the High Lords, one more conscription world means one more planet that is not under the jurisdiction of Terra and does not pay tithes (conscription worlds are especially tax-free), which they naturally do not want to see. Therefore, the newly established Storm Knights became a ship-based wandering warband, with no home world and could only drift around.
After all, the life span of mortals is limited. After the death of Grand Inquisitor Sid Nora and Admiral Elijah Lavarre, the supply and equipment from Terra began to be delayed for various reasons. In the later period, it was completely cancelled. This regiment was like an abandoned child and no longer received any support from Terra. Therefore, the Storm Knights could only do the old business of the Iron Pagoda -
Get supplies from the enemy.
Including: battleship energy, mortal servants, weapons and ammunition, power armor... and gene seeds.
The Storm Knights are particularly keen on finding and looting Chaos Space Marines, and have been lingering near the Eye of Terror for a long time. Once they find any trace of a Chaos warband, they will pounce on it and bite it, stealing weapons, ammunition, armor... They will steal everything and will not stop until they have bitten off a piece of meat. Their reputation for brutality has spread to many star regions.
This is why Fu Qinghai saw that they looked like losers with tattered clothes all over.
MK8 anti-insurgency power armor can repair itself, but the core of self-repair is living metal, which the Chapter cannot manufacture. The one that manufactures living metal is the half-crippled underworld scarab deep underground in the Phaeton forge world. Therefore, the Storm Knights have lost the ability to manufacture armor and can only use old-fashioned armor stripped from traitors, which is very old and even antiques such as the MK3 expedition type.
"Why is it called this name?"
Fu Qinghai raised a question.
"Alas, Khan, you should know."
Dar Wallen sighed and smiled bitterly.
Fu Qinghai actually guessed the reason.
Storm Riders.
Just hearing this name, it is inseparable from the White Scars Chapter. The naming methods of the nine founding chapters all follow certain rules. For example, many of the White Scars' sub-groups are called "Storm Something", and many of the Ultramarines' sub-groups are called "Archon Something".
The Thirteenth Company was given this name to remind the outside world of their connection with the White Scars, the parent group of their parent group. But in fact, this is just a cover-up. Most of the gene seeds of this company come from the nine traitor legions and have nothing to do with the White Scars.
"I understand."
Fu Qinghai nodded slowly.
"When can I return to the Chapter?"
Darl Warren asked impatiently.
"I don't want to be this shitty Chapter Master anymore. If it weren't for the brothers in the company, I would have quit long ago. I have persisted for more than a thousand years just to wait for the moment when the storm dissipates. I know you won't be destroyed by the storm blockade. The warp can't do anything to you. Boss, you are the best. Hurry up and take me..."
Dal Wallen blabbered on and on about what was in his heart.
Fu Qinghai raised his hand to stop his chattering:
"No, you continue to be your Chapter Master."
Dal Valen was stunned when he heard this:
"Boss, you don't want us anymore?"
"Would you please stop being such a pussy?"
Fu Qinghai gave him a displeased look.
"I will provide you with all the equipment, including the Chapter's MK8 anti-insurgency power armor, pulse bolters, Fat Man launchers, sonic shockwave cannons, ammunition including artificial monster blood and multi-stage steady-speed missiles, and vehicles including jet motorcycles. All your fleets can also be upgraded and transformed, and all medical decks will be transformed into Space Marine automatic medical platforms..."
Fu Qinghai listed a lot of them:
“All standards are consistent with the parent group.”
In addition to the Leader Warrior series of vehicles.
Because there are not enough deformation gears.
Although the Storm Knights were very poor and behaved in much the same way as the renegade Space Marines such as the Ash Claws and Space Sharks, they did have a full thousand Space Marines, unlike some other Chapters, which were nominally a Chapter but actually had only three or four hundred fighters due to battle losses.
"You can get all the supplies, equipment, and technology from Phaeton Forge World, but you are still an independent chapter. Do you understand, Captain Thirteen?"
Fu Qinghai stared at Dal Warren and asked.
"I think...I understand, Khan."
Dar Valen narrowed his eyes and nodded.
He guessed what Qingshan Khan wanted to do.
In fact, the Storm Knights could immediately complete the full refit, because the Phaeton Forge World had already produced weapons, equipment, and ammunition far exceeding what the Iron Pagoda needed. Of course, Fu Qinghai did not expect that there would be a sub-group waiting for him outside. He was not a prophet, and these weapons, equipment, and ammunition were prepared for other things.
That matter is also very important.
"Count the days."
Fu Qinghai looked up at the timer:
"It's about time."
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(End of this chapter)