In the dark corridor of the battleship, a light would glow cold white every once in a while.

Pushing his wheelchair, Wokotai and Taral walked side by side on the steel covered bridge.

"I want to give that teenager a chance to get promoted." Wokotai looked ahead and said straight to the point.

"I can see it." Talal was not surprised by Ogedei's words, "but it is not in accordance with the rules of the Legion, nor is it in accordance with the laws of the Ministry of War. ”

Talal continued, "Let's not say he's not a Chogris, he's from a world we've never heard of. According to the rules, he had to be honed and assessed at the Quanzhou Monastery before being promoted, and he needed to stand out from the crowd of candidates in order to get the opportunity to become a recruit. ”

"Oh yes," Talal remembered, adding, "It's also necessary to undergo political scrutiny from the Ministry of Military Affairs before surgery. ”

Taral said in a serious tone: "Let me say it directly, Ogedei, you are an Astarte company commander, this is not the affairs you are responsible for, nor is it the scope of your responsibility. ”

Ogedai shook his head slowly and said, "No, Talal, the situation has changed. ”

"How long has it been since we've lost contact with our home planet, and have you ever seen new recruits join the fleet? And our fighters are constantly dying! ”

"Tarral, my brother, I'll tell you straight now, times have changed, this is not a local rebellion, this is a war that has swept the whole galaxy, this is the rebellion of the commander Horus!"

"The whole empire has become a mess, no one cares about what bullshit the Ministry of War, no one cares about our sacrifices, no one cares about how many people are left in the white scar, except for ourselves!"

Speaking of this, Ogedei's tone was already very excited, and he said with red eyes:

"If you tell me the rules of the Legion, then I tell you, if the Khan is also on the Stiletto, then he will definitely support my decision."

"What's more," Ogedai calmed down his excited tone and said, "What's more, the warships of the Children of Horus have already gone to a remote and wild world to seek supplies, and you can also see that this war has been fought so far, and the supplies of the rebels have begun to run out, if we don't replenish our own troops, how can we participate in the next battle in the solar system?" ”

Hearing this, Taral was silent for a long time.

The corridor was quiet for a while, only the sound of footsteps remained, in sharp contrast to the stormy dispute just now.

Finally, Taral shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly, "Okay, okay, Ogedei, you know, I've been persuaded by you again." ”

Hearing this, Ogedai slightly hooked the corners of his mouth and said:

"Moreover, I saw something different in that child's eyes, and I had a hunch that he would surprise us."

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The hatch slowly opened, and Wokotai pushed his wheelchair into the rest cabin.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Fu Jinghai sitting on a chair, holding a blaster in his arms, and the muzzle of the gun was facing him.

！？

Ogedai was stunned.

The blaster is a weapon that can be held one-handed at some point for the Space Marine, but for Fu Jinghai, it is too big, and he has to hold his hands in his arms, as if holding a huge grenade launcher.

"What are you doing here? Beware of crashing into yourself. Wokotai looked incredulous.

Fu Jinghai smiled coldly, pointed to a silver coin on the bed, and said, "What is this?" ”

Wokotai looked at the silver coin, frowned slowly, and said, "A silver coin, what's wrong, you know this thing?" ”

"This is a token of the Warriors' Society. And you don't know what role the Warrior Society played in the civil strife of the White Scar's legion, do you, Khan? ”

The confusion on Wokotai's face deepened: "Why do you know these things?" ”

"You don't have to worry about it, I know a lot more, such as why you have a complete set of fourth-generation power armor, such as why you didn't go with the Legion fleet."

Fu Jinghai said as he thought to himself: Let's lie to you first, if you are a traitor, Lao Tzu will shoot you first, and then kill you on the spaceship, if you can kill one by one, you will commit suicide if you earn enough reincarnation points, anyway, I still have a life.

Not to mention that the camp arranged for him by the reincarnation world is the emperor's camp, Fu Jinghai has very high requirements for his own emotions and independence of thinking, he looked down on those waste people who indulged in the pleasure of certain drugs in his previous life, he has a habit of thinking cleanliness, making him a fanatical believer who is influenced by the chaotic evil god to think and emotional feelings, then he would rather die.

Thinking of the strange gameplay of the Slaanese demons described in the novel, Fu Jinghai couldn't help but shudder.

Hold the handle of the gun in your hand tightly, and you will not fall into the arms of chaos if you die!

Wo Kotai raised his hands, signaled Fu Jinghai not to be excited, and said:

"That set of power armor was the trophy I captured from the sons of Horus, and I have another set that has been damaged in Cheslatan. We didn't travel with the Legion fleet because we had another mission on our part, and the details were military secrets, so I can't tell you. As for the silver coin......"

"You're right, I did participate in the Warriors' Society, although I don't know how you know, the Warriors' Association did play a very dishonorable role in that turmoil, but not everyone who participated in the Warriors' Association chose to betray the Great Khan, didn't they?"

Wo Kotai looked into Fu Jinghai's eyes and asked rhetorically, "Based on these things alone, how can you judge that I belong to the traitor army?" ”

"Or are you still suspicious of my cannibalism?"

Yes, I still can't confirm this alone, I want to lie to the table to see if he will have panic and anger after being exposed, but he is so calm...... Fu Jinghai thought for a moment and said:

"Then you throw your head up and shout three times, 'Horus is a big fool!' 'Chaos is a big fool! ’”

Wokotai was about to be laughed at angrily, and said speechlessly: "Why should I do such a childish thing? ”

"Click!" The sound of a blaster being loaded.

"Horus is a big fool!" "Horus is a big fool!" "Horus is a big fool!"

…………

"Stop fighting...... Wrong, wrong, really don't fight......"

"Fuck, I'm still thinking about giving you a chance to be promoted, you stinky boy, I really misjudged you......" Wo Kotai picked up Fu Jinghai with one hand, scolding and slapping at the same time.

"If you don't stop you, you can tear your arm off with a pull of the trigger recoil!"

How strong the space soldier's hand is, two or three strokes of retraction will shave Fu Jinghai's nose and face are swollen.

Warrior associations are a form of organization and a phenomenon that is common in many Space Marine legions.

Through some secret tokens, intersecting military ranks, companies and even regiments, Space Marines meet, communicate, and connect with each other in private, which is a form of warrior association.

On the bright side, the expeditionary fleet is a relatively closed space, and the semi-anonymous (masked but silent) participation of the interstellar warriors in the warrior association is conducive to enhancing the brotherhood between colleagues, occasionally complaining and complaining, saying something that cannot be said in formal occasions, and relieving the pressure of long-term battles.

After the size of each army grows larger, it is very likely that there will be this kind of private organizational form that is separated from the rank and chain of command, which is analogous to the earth in the previous life, which is somewhat similar to the CC central club of the fruit army...... (False)

The Emperor himself and the Ministry of Military Affairs explicitly forbade the association of fighters of the Space Marines, and some legions of the Gene Prototype took a tacit attitude towards the Warrior Association, while some of the Gene Prototype firmly opposed the existence of the Warrior Association.

However, in the early days of the Horus Rebellion, the Warrior Society played a very bad role, and in the Children of Horus, in White Scar, the rebellious Star Marines used the Warrior Association to secretly conspire, spread rumors, express opinions completely contrary to the official Empire, plot rebellion, and so on.

And the silver coin in the small private box of Ogedai is a very typical token of a warrior's association.

In the end, Wo Kotai put down Fu Jinghai, who had a blue nose and swollen face, and said angrily:

"Clean up your face and follow me to meet someone."

……

Fu Jinghai followed Wokotai all the way to the depths of the battleship.

Compared to the brightly lit bridge, the light here was dim, except for a rudimentary white light overhead, and the surrounding area was shrouded in darkness, except for a few scarlet warning lights on the walls to remind that this was a forbidden area for ordinary sailors.

At the end of the corridor is a heavy gray steel gate with yellow and black stripes on the edge of the gate.

Arrived at your destination.

Fu Jinghai noticed that guarding the gate was not a crew member in a white scar uniform, but two tall and stout robots.

The two upright robots are painted crimson and have thick limbs, with a huge three-finger fist at the end of their arms, and a shoulder cannon that extends out on the left shoulder, and the robots are as tall as two sockets.

It was not the crew that guarded the door, but the Castellan crew...... Fu Jinghai thought about it for the first time, and it was estimated that it was a boss of the Mechanical God Sect.

The robot's short, thick head like a pot lid turned to Fu Jinghai and the others, and the cold mask glanced at the two of them, and then turned back.

"Huh-" The steel gates slowly opened.

When passing by the two behemoths, Fu Jinghai couldn't help but turn his head to take a look, and there was a white paint logo on the crimson shoulders of the robot - a round gear and a skull in the middle of the gear.

From Mars, the stronghold of the Cult of the Mechanica.

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