A small villa with a bit of Terra Cubaque style decoration, and the whole has the simple and practical feeling of a colonial stronghold.

Fu Jinghai, who was poorly dressed, sat on the brown-red classical sofa, and the servant next to him poured him a cup of black tea.

"So, little Locke, did you come to me for the sake of that spaceship?" Sitting opposite Fu Jinghai Calvin was a middle-aged man with brown hair in the uniform of a loose imperial official, his stubble face was full of exhaustion, listlessly leaning on the sofa, crossing Erlang's legs, looking at Fu Jinghai in front of him.

"Yes, Hidrik's death has already spread throughout the stronghold, and I guess my lord knows about it." Fu Jinghai looked straight at Calvin, "I want to know, that spaceship, what's in there, Lord Calvin?" ”

"What's there......" Calvin took a sip from the bottle, "I don't know how to describe it...... Little Locke, have you ever seen a battle between angels? ”

Calvin stared fixedly at the coffee table in front of him, his eyes were out of focus, and the expression on his face was as fearful and helpless, "Those angels you look up to, those demigods who walk in the world, and the invincible guardians of the empire, will they also fall and betray?" They also have a day of cannibalism? Throne above, I've never seen anything like it...... Such a ......"

Then, he laughed self-deprecatingly, "Hehe, too, what am I talking to you, a kid who grew up in the slums, for?" ”

"There's someone alive in there, right?" Fu Jinghai ignored Calvin's rambling and asked bluntly.

"Yes, you're right, there are people alive." Calvin grabbed the wine bottle and took another sip, it seemed that only alcohol could soothe his shocked three views, "I thought about it, when everything is over, someone will come to the stronghold, we just wait, whoever he is, he will rule this stronghold, maybe destroy this place, who knows." ”

Calvin waved his hand tiredly and said, "This is not something you need to think about, little Locke, coming to Cheslatan is the first time in your life that you feel the direct rays from the stars, enjoy it, continue to eat the free food from the base, don't go near that ship." ”

"This is my last piece of advice to you."

Calvin was right, Locke, who used to live in the lower levels of the nest, received artificial lighting from the nest capital's electrical union, and never knew what it was like to be illuminated by the light of the stars.

"Styric...... Something, a bunch of low-level nest worms who don't know whether to live or die......" Calvin, who seemed a little dazed, muttered under his breath.

"Yes, my lord, take my leave." After getting the information he wanted to know, Fu Jinghai didn't say anything more, and politely got up to leave.

Outside the door of the villa, Fei leaned on a jet motorcycle and waited for Fu Jinghai, a pair of straight long legs were very eye-catching, and when he saw Fu Jinghai coming out, he hurriedly asked:

"How's it going, Arlo, what did Calvin say, did he tell you anything?"

"He didn't say it." Fu Jinghai looked serious and stepped on the motorcycle, "But it's also equivalent to saying." ”

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The dim light hit the earthy concrete walls, pulling out a long black shadow on the furnishings of the house.

This is a three-bedroom, one-living room, one-kitchen, one-bathroom house much larger than Fu Jinghai's single cottage, Fei Yi's home.

After the death of her parents, she left a legacy for the little girl.

Including this house with a small two-story loft, a Levant Tornado-V small jet motorcycle, some furniture and household appliances, a bunch of sampling and analysis equipment, a bunch of alien plant data, etc.

It is not poor, it is much stronger than Fu Jinghai, a pure proletariat, after all, even the single hut does not belong to Fu Jinghai's private property, but is only issued to him by the colonial stronghold.

The night in the colony was dry and cool, and in the kitchen, Fei Yi was wearing a gray linen slip dress of her mother, and was intently cutting a plate of Chesratan alien fruit, like a virtuous little wife, the skirt hung slightly wide on her slender shoulders, the breasts that were beginning to take shape lifted a trace of the outline of the dress, and the faint whiteness under the lotus root arm gave this quiet room a touch of charm.

Fu Jinghai had no intention of appreciating this scene, he leaned back on the sofa, sat barefoot on the carpet in the living room, frowning and thinking, weighing the pros and cons.

He was almost certain that the ship that crash-landed and fell was not only a warship, but also Astarte!

Calvin was an administrative officer of the Ministry of Military Affairs who followed the expeditionary fleet, not some unseen commoner in the nest.

Razol could call all the horrors he couldn't understand "demons," but Calvin could call them "angels," and there was only one being—

Space marine.

This kind of humanoid biological weapon developed by the emperor based on the twenty genetic prototypes, also known as Brother Astarte, is huge, infinitely powerful, fearless in battle, exquisite killing skills, and extremely strong in combat.

Also the real protagonist of the Warhammer 40K universe.

In the past thousand years, the Great Expedition is the main theme of the Human Empire and even the entire galaxy, the supreme leader of the Human Empire, the Emperor, led the Star Marines legion he built himself, starting from Holy Terra, using subspace navigation technology, firmly towards the former human colonies in the galaxy that were lost in the Dark Ages, while recovering these planets that once belonged to the human domination of the solar system, while looking for the genetic prototypes scattered all over the galaxy by the subspace forces, and weave them into a legion of Space Marines based on their respective genes.

And now, if the timer on the colonial stronghold had not been disturbed by the subspace storm, Fu Jinghai lived in an era of the Horus Rebellion, the emperor completed most of the stated goals of the Great Expedition, promoted his closest genetic protogen, Horus Lupecar, to the "war commander", led all the other Star Marine legions and expeditionary fleets to continue the Great Expedition, and then returned to Terra himself, hiding in the basement of the Terra Palace to study his secret project, in the subsequent series of events, Horus, the commander of the war, was gradually corrupted by the evil gods of subspace and finally launched a rebellion against the emperor, and the entire galaxy was thrown into burning and chaos.

Loyalty and treachery, rebellion and counterinsurgency, are the themes of this era.

Fu Jinghai, whether voluntarily or forced, will be caught up in this human catastrophe and will not be able to escape - the crash of a warship carrying Star Marines in Cheslatan is a clear proof.

It proves that this war with human brains beating dog brains has even reached the remote colonized planet of Cheslatan.

"Arlo, come and eat." Fei Yi put a plate of purple-red strange-shaped sliced fruits on the coffee table in front of Fu Jinghai, and then sat on the carpet with her legs together like Fu Jinghai.

Fu Jinghai twisted a piece and put it in his mouth, the taste was a bit like passionflower on the earth in his previous life, with a faint strange fishy smell.

Fu Jinghai wondered if Fei Yi had cut the alien plants that his parents had cultivated for research.

"I know what's on that ship, Fei." Fu Jinghai said calmly.

"What's there?" Fei leaned next to Fu Jinghai, eating fruit in small bites, and didn't seem to care about this problem.

"Space Marine, do you know about Space Marine?"

"Of course I know, I've heard of it before I came here, the legendary warrior of incomparable warriors, the superhuman soldiers of the emperor, and the patron saint of the empire." Fei Yi casually finished reading a long list of adjectives, and glanced at Fu Jinghai strangely, "Don't treat me as a country girl who has never seen the world, okay, you are the nest boy." ”

Space marines are a household name in the empire, they are not only the emperor's unification of Terra, but also the main force of the Great Expedition, although they are household names, but except for the mortal auxiliaries who fight side by side with the space marines, there are not many ordinary people who have really seen the real space marines, and the impression of ordinary imperial residents of the space marines is mostly in legends.

After all, with the empire's huge population base and standing military strength, the number of Space Marines is not large, and they are the elite of the elite.

Fu Jinghai ignored Fei Yi's complaints and continued: "I guess that the space marines on that spaceship are fighting each other. ”

"Oh?" Fei Yi finally became interested, "Why are they fighting each other, Calvin and you?" ”

"Calvin didn't say anything, I deduced from his words." Fu Jinghai pursed his lips and said: "Calvin is in a very bad mood now, he is very negative, he may never have seen two teams of interstellar soldiers fight to the death in the past, this matter has a great impact on him, he has not received any information from Terra and the expeditionary fleet for a long time, he can't make a judgment, he decided to leave the fate of the colonial stronghold to the winner of the battle." ”

"It doesn't matter who the winner is."

"And how do you judge, Arlo?" Fei Yi turned around and grabbed Fu Jinghai's arm, looking at him fixedly with a pair of blue eyes.

I don't know why, even the most informative and knowledgeable colonial governor can't make a decision, but Fei Yi just believes that Fu Jinghai, a poor boy from the lower echelons of the nest capital, inexplicably trusts him.

"I don't know," Fu Jinghai took a deep breath, "but I decided to go to the crash site of the spaceship." ”

"Huh? Don't go, why are you going, didn't you see what happened to Styric's group? Fei Yi was anxious when she heard this, and as she spoke, she also used her hand to probe Fu Jinghai's forehead.

Fu Jinghai shook Fei Yi's hand away and said, "I know, but I still have to go, I have to find out what happened, I can't leave my fate to others, sit at home and pray, and resign myself to fate." ”

Superstitious religions such as the Emperor's Sacred Sayings, which had been secretly circulating in the expeditionary fleet, did not seem to have yet reached this remote colonial stronghold, and now Fu Jinghai could not find tools or objects even if he really wanted to pray.

"But...... But I promised Mom and Dad to protect you! Fei Yi was really anxious, and there was a faint splash in her big eyes.

It's not certain who protects whom...... Fu Jinghai was speechless, he also held Fei Yi's little hand, and said, "I also promised your parents to protect you, this is not a contradiction." The galaxy is cruel, Fei, if I don't find a way to pursue greater power, what can I do to protect myself and protect you? Do you stand in front of me again and again? ”

Faced with Fu Jinghai's question, Fei Yi was speechless, she was not a delicate little princess who grew up in a greenhouse, even if she lived in the middle of the Levant Nest Capital, she still knew the cruelty of this universe.

They can't live carefree lives in this tiny colonial stronghold for the rest of their lives.

"What's more, the skirmish shouldn't have lasted so long, the winner should have been decided a long time ago, why is there still no one in the colonial stronghold, and there may have been other changes on the spaceship." Fu Jinghai analyzed.

"I'm not going to draw a conclusion, but we can go and see." Fu Jinghai turned his head to look at Fei Yi, his eyes were firm.

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The next morning, before the stars had risen, the morning light was faint, and the entire colony was shrouded in silence and peace.

Fu Jinghai and Fei Yi had already packed their bags and set off.

The natural scenery of Chesratan's main continent is somewhat similar to that of the American West in the past, with jet motorcycles speeding across the desolate Gobi Desert, a long trail of smoke and dust pulling out behind them, and the occasional yellow-colored weathered boulder and cluster of thorny bushes are a hint of the desolate landscape.

Fu Jinghai sat in the back seat of the jet motorcycle, hugging Fei Yi's slender waist tightly to prevent being thrown away by the bumpy motorcycle, the early morning sun was not too hot, the heads and faces of the two were wrapped in the same face scarves as desert herdsmen in their previous lives, only a pair of eyes were exposed, and Fei Yi, who was driving, was also wearing a pair of brown windproof goggles, looking very capable.

How do you describe Fu Jinghai's current image...... Lawrence of Arabia.

On the side of the car hangs a long rod-shaped object, which is an electric shock spear, which Feiyi's parents use to explore the field, and it is also the only weapon used by the two of them at present.

Fu Jinghai, who was sitting in the back seat, sometimes couldn't help but think: The second life given by the reincarnation world is really good, not only has a beautiful skin, but is accompanied by a childhood sweetheart and a little beauty at the beginning, and there is a gentle novice village like the Chesratan colonial stronghold that is rare in the Warhammer 40K universe, but he still has to take his life on the risk, and he simply doesn't take a piece of kindness in the reincarnation world seriously.

This Levant Tornado-V silver-gray jet motorcycle made by the Levant Nest World has been around for some years, but it is still durable, but the noise of the engine is a bit loud, and the shaking is somewhat obvious, the maximum ceiling of the original car design is 3 meters, but the gravity of Cheslatan is a little greater than that of Rivante, and the two of them only flew to a height of 1 meter from the ground when they saved promethium fuel, basically flying close to the ground.

This is also the reason why Fei Yi drove the jet motorcycle, after all, the flight altitude of one meter still needs to avoid various obstacles on the ground, the motorcycle is fast, Fei Yi is also more familiar with this motorcycle, Fu Jinghai has not taken the motorcycle license in his previous life......

Anyway, it's not because Fu Jinghai didn't dare to open it.

The midday sunlight began to warm up the Gobi, and Fu Jinghai and the two found a place in the shade of a boulder for lunch, and then stepped on the motorcycle to continue on their way.

From the colony to the place where the ship crashed, it also takes a day and a half to reach it at the speed of a jet motorcycle.

The premise is that the direction is correct.

There is no satellite positioning and navigation on the colonized planet, relying on the impressions and compass of the inhabitants of the stronghold, Fu Jinghai and Fei Yi corrected the direction several times, and gradually approached the place where the spaceship fell, and saw some man-made objects scattered on the ground along the way, which should be scattered parts of the spaceship.

As it gets late and the ship is still far away, the two find a cave, a gap between two boulders, and decide to spend the night.

Lighting a tin promethium lamp, Fu Jinghai and Fei Yi spread a blanket on the ground, and slept in their clothes all night without saying a word.

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