Fu Jinghai came to Wokotai's personal weapons room again.

But this time I came with Ogedai.

The Wokotai in the wheelchair stretched out his hand to rub the bone-white power armor, and there were many complicated things in his eyes.

Power armor has a cold, concise and coarse style unique to scientific and technological military equipment, and there are many Gothic religious gorgeous metal decorations on the edges of the armor, chest, shoulder armor and other details, which organically integrates these two contradictory styles, which is the Gothic punk aesthetic style unique to Warhammer 40K.

The same style can be found in Warhammer 40K Human Empire's warships, Titans, and buildings.

Wo Kotai turned his head to Fu Jinghai on the side and said, "Are you ready for the only MK4 extreme power armor in the entire brotherhood?" ”

Fu Jinghai nodded vigorously: "I'm ready!" ”

"You don't need me to explain what it does, do you?"

"I'm already familiar with it."

Not to brag, although he had never worn power armor before, and was taught and trained by Master Quintor according to the requirements of the Master Casting Master (a more senior technical sergeant), although the training time was quite short, he had already thoroughly studied power armor, the signature equipment of space marines.

"Very well," said Ogedei, "follow me to the training cage." ”

In the training cage, several servants surrounded the tall Fu Jinghai in the middle.

Before putting it on, Fu Jinghai had already carefully polished and maintained the power armor, and painted the right shoulder armor with a red Martian Mechanic logo—a gear surrounding the skull.

Identify yourself as a technical sergeant.

In fact, this symbol is not the real symbol of the technical sergeant, its real symbol should be the huge servo arm extending on both sides of the power pack, and the mechanical arm with teeth and claws behind the back is the real symbol to identify the technical sergeant.

Unfortunately, there is no power armor for technical sergeants on the Stiletto.

So Fu Jinghai could only make do.

After all, Ogedai had given him the latest set of power armor on the Shortsword.

On the left shoulder of the Power armor, the lightning bolt symbol of the White Scar Legion, is a sign of a red lightning bolt piercing a red-edged golden bar.

Fu Jinghai felt that this logo was a bit similar to the logo of the DC Universe's Thunder Shazam.

I don't know if if a bolt of lightning will strike after putting on the power armor and raising one arm to the sky and shouting "Shazam-", turning himself into a muscular brother in a red tights and white cape.

Fu Jinghai took off the robe he was wearing, revealing a sturdy body wearing only shorts.

On the skin of his chest, abdomen, and back, there are two iron-gray circular metal joints.

It added a touch of hideousness to his strong body.

These metal connectors are those generated by the black carapace under the skin, which are used to link to power armor.

Fu Jinghai, with the assistance of the servants and the mechanical arm, put on a full set of power armor.

Fu Jinghai held the helmet with both hands, put the helmet on slowly, and gently rotated it, and the helmet was sealed and connected with the neck armor.

The scene seen through the goggles changed abruptly.

A small green arrow appeared above the heads of the servants in front of them.

This is the identification of friend or foe system at work.

Fu Jinghai's heart moved, and the scene in front of him changed again, the originally clear image became blurred, and the Wokotai and the servants turned into dark red and yellow-edged outlines again.

This is a thermal view.

In addition to this, there are shooting assist systems, vehicle fire control systems, and so on.

Fu Jinghai moved his arm, felt this set of "second skin of the Space Marine", and nodded with satisfaction.

It is worthy of being a specially tailored equipment for space marines, and after Fu Jinghai wears it, it is like an arm and finger as in the legend, and there is almost no running-in time.

…………

In the next few days, Fu Jinghai challenged the other interstellar soldiers in the company one by one under the banner of learning from his comrades and exchanging feelings.

Fu Jinghai, who studied under Albuslang, the first person in cold weapon fighting in the Falcon Brotherhood, would occasionally lose at first because he was not familiar with the opponent's skills and routines, and then he was crushed by his strength and picked up the invincible opponent of the short sword number.

The Stiletto frigate is not big, and there is no racing track for the White Scar warriors to fly cars, but when the speed of the frigate occasionally drops due to crossing the asteroid belt, Fu Jinghai can wear power armor, ride a jet motorcycle, go out for a walk, feel the fun of space car, and bend on the asteroid, which is a real three-dimensional three-dimensional car experience.

Soon, a notice was made on the ship's announcement, and everyone returned to their respective cabins and workplaces.

Prepare to enter the subspace.

Fu Jinghai returned to his rest cabin, washed up, and sat on the edge of the bed.

He couldn't see everything outside the frigate.

Suddenly, he felt a tremor on the floor, ceiling, and fixtures around him.

Ogedai had told him that this was a manifestation of the full power output of the battleship's core reactor.

It often happens when the battleship needs to fire a salvo with all its firepower, or sail at full speed.

The tremors came and went as fast as they could, and the rest pod immediately returned to calm.

Nothing happened.

Fu Jinghai shrugged his shoulders and fell asleep.

…………

Fu Jinghai slowly woke up from his slumber.

He frowned, muttered, and rubbed his face in confusion.

Since being promoted to Astarte, he has hardly ever felt this way.

This feeling of poor sleep quality.

The head was a little heavy, and there was a dull pain.

Fu Jinghai shook his head, got up and walked to the bathroom.

He took the cold water with both hands and rubbed his face.

Fu Jinghai raised his head and looked at himself in the mirror, his eyes were full of red bloodshots, dull eye bags, short stubble, and a tired face.

What's going on?

Fu Jinghai was about to take a closer look at the skin of his face.

Well?

The corner of his eye jumped.

Just now, he noticed that the corner of the mirror seemed to suddenly take a look.

Fu Jinghai reached out and pressed the corner of the mirror, and the mirror clearly reflected his thumb.

No problem.

Turn your head and look behind you.

It's not much.

It's weird...... Fu Jinghai muttered to himself, he had the impression that something flashed in the corner of the mirror just now, but he couldn't see it clearly, just like a triple-A game played with an old-fashioned graphics card and an antique monitor, with an indescribable mosaic-like blur.

Fu Jinghai returned to the bedroom, and just walked to the bedside, he suddenly heard a low call coming from outside the cabin door.

Fu Jinghai frowned, walked behind the door and listened.

"The Sea of Spirits...... Hiss...... Green ~ Sea ............"

At that moment, a faint sound poured into his eardrums, far and close, as if someone was blowing on him against his ear.

Fu Jinghai instantly opened from the door.

I don't know why, he didn't have a question on his mind-

His name was "Locke" in Xiachao and Chesratan, and "Qingshan" after his promotion, and no one here knew that his real name was Fu Jinghai.

Fu Jinghai felt a little muddy in his mind, but the conditioned reflex from long-term training still made him immediately open a box at the head of the bed and take out a blaster gun.

Quickly pulled the bolt and loaded it, aiming at the hatch.

With one gun in his hand, he pressed the lower hatch opening button with the other.

The hatch slowly opened, and the white corridor was empty.

A breeze blew in from outside the hatch, and Fu Jinghai's calves were covered with goosebumps.

Cold.

Although Fu Jinghai is now wearing only a pair of tight sports shorts.

But the feeling still amazed him.

Since being promoted to Space Marine, he hasn't felt the cold for a long time.

That seems to be a ...... A chill from the depths of the soul.

Fu Jinghai stepped out of the hatch, and the muzzle of the gun followed his gaze in the corridor.

To the left, a man dressed in the Legion's white and red-trimmed crew uniform was walking slowly into the distance with his back to him.

The close-fitting uniform frames the graceful figure, and the short black hair is draped behind the ears.

Fu Jinghai narrowed his eyes, there were few female mortal crew members on the Short Sword frigate, and he didn't remember such a slender and tall crew member.

He pointed his gun at the figure's back and spoke:

"Stop, soldier."

The figure paused.

"Turn around." Fu Jinghai continued.

The back of the uniformed figure remained unmoved.

"I'm Space Marine, Aoyama, I order you, turn around, soldier!" Fu Jinghai accentuated his tone.

The crew slowly turned around, revealing a smiling face.

Seeing that face, Fu Jinghai's eyes widened for a moment.

It was a delicate Asian melon seed face, with a slender nose and long eyelashes...... There are no pupils in the eyes.

is Fu Jinghai's ex-girlfriend in his previous life.

The woman grinned, and with this smile, her face began to distort, and her whole face began to distort as if it had been put into the PS and pulled by various lasso tools.

"Outlander......" A low, dark and hoarse inhuman voice came from the woman's mouth to the root of her ears.

"Who are you?" Fu Jinghai tightened his grip on the handle of the gun and forced himself to calm his mind.

"Stranger ......" The monster in front of him didn't pay attention to Fu Jinghai's question, and still said to himself:

"I chew on your memories, your soul doesn't belong here......"

Hearing this, Fu Jinghai didn't think much about it anymore, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"Phew!"

Fu Jinghai woke up from the bed suddenly.

He was sweating profusely and gasping for breath.

Fu Jinghai looked around, the familiar beds and walls.

It's a dream...... Before Fu Jinghai could sort out his thoughts, a loud knock on the door came.

"Bang! Boom! Boom! ”

It was loud like slamming a door with a piledriver.

Before Fu Jinghai could get up, the hatch opened directly.

Ogedai and Talal led a yellow-haired young man with a white cloth wrapped around his forehead.

The three of them looked at Fu Jinghai, who was sweating profusely on the bed, and Wo Kotai asked:

"Van Leal told me that I sensed a huge psionic energy fluctuation from your cabin, what happened, Aoyama?"

Fu Jinghai looked dazed and said, "I just had a dream......

"Dreams? What kind of dreams? Taral asked.

"I dreamed of a woman, a very strange-looking woman in a white scar crew uniform, and she said to me...... Say ......" Fu Jinghai was stuck as he spoke, he really didn't know how to explain the following words.

Unlike the confusion in the dream, as soon as he woke up, he immediately regained his ability to think, and words such as "the soul does not belong here" and "outlander" obviously said that the monster in the dream knew that he was from Earth by knowing his memories.

There are also two obvious proofs, the monster calls him "Jing Hai", and the face that the monster conjures up is the face of an ex-girlfriend on Earth in the previous life.

“…… I forgot. ”

"Forgot?" Talal and Ogedai asked in unison.

"yes, I have a headache right now, I can't remember anything." Fu Jinghai looked pained and rubbed his head with both hands.

The two Space Marines didn't know what to do, and looked at Van Leer, who had been silent.

Van Leer stared at Fu Jinghai for a while and said:

"Qingshan's body is no longer in trouble, I didn't notice any spiritual energy fluctuations on his body, and there is no smell of ether here, everything is gone."

Ogedai and Talal looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

In the end, Wo Kotai could only say to Fu Jinghai: "You rest for a while, and wait to go to Master Kunto to check your physical condition." ”

And left.

After the three of them left, Fu Jinghai got up from the bed and came to the mirror in the bathroom "again".

In the mirror, except for the wet sweat on my face, there are no eye bags, no redness, no stubble, clean and healthy.

Fu Jinghai propped his hands on the sink and thought about it.

The frigate is currently sailing in subspace under the protection of Geller's position, and as a visitor from outside the universe who has read the official Warhammer 40K novel, he knows the inside story of subspace better than the likes of Ogedai and Tarral.

The essence of subspace is the projection of the emotions and consciousness of various intelligent beings in the universe.

It's not just an endless amount of furious energy, it's consciousness, it's living beings, and even ...... God.

The Aydari have the gods of the Aydarns, and the Orcs have the gods of the Orcs.

Mankind...... Maybe there are.

Until the Horus Rebellion tore through the hideous veil of subspace, the human empire's understanding and use of subspace was still at a relatively superficial level.

Limited to Star Whisper Communication and Subspace Jumping.

But other races, the Aeldarins, the Old Saints, the Orcs, and even the humans of the Golden Age (officially known as the Dark Ages in the Empire) and some of the human colonies lost in the universe, have a deeper understanding of the subspace.

Fu Jinghai's own interpretation of the dream just now was that a powerful subspace being noticed him and forcibly passed through the shield of the Geller force field to talk to him.

That existence should not have reached the level of the four evil gods of chaos, and it is too much to think of themselves, those four generally only focus on outstanding heroes among the human race, or extreme traitors.

But it can't be ordinary subspace creatures, some astral ghosts, psionic bees and the like, these low-level subspace creatures without intelligence basically can't invade the Geller force field.

It should be a subspace boss at the lord level.

Without a clue, Fu Jinghai simply didn't want to, anyway, the frigate was about to sail out of subspace.

…………

In the battleship corridor, the three of them walked side by side.

Wokotai asked the question again, "Van Lil, are you sure that Aoyama doesn't have psionic talent?" ”

Van Leer nodded: "I'm pretty sure he didn't." ”

"And how do you explain what just happened?" Wokotai then asked.

Van Leer was silent.

The tall, yellow-haired, thin, blindfolded young man seemed to not know how to explain to Ogedei, and seemed to be organizing the wording.

After thinking for a moment, he asked, "Do you believe in magic and witchcraft, Commander Ogedei?" ”

Ogedai said unceremoniously: "You don't need to be like this, Van Leer, White Scar is a think tank, and the Great Storm Prophet should soon be a so-called wizard in the eyes of ignorant mortals, and we are not like some blind people in Terra, we are well aware of the existence of the Heavenly Way, and we are in awe of it." ”

Van Leer nodded and said slowly, "That's good." So, Captain Wokotai, do you think it's in the subspace...... Are there any living things? ”

"This ......," Ogedai choked.

If it was Ogedai when he first joined the Great Expedition, he would have scoffed at the existence of demons and ghosts in the subspace.

However, with the outbreak of the Horus Rebellion, what Qin Xia and others saw and heard on the surface of Prospero, and the fragments of the star language from the Battle of Signus, many rumors slowly fermented in the army.

Van Leer didn't wait for Wokotai to think of a good rhetoric, and said directly:

"When I was a child, I saw vague accounts of subspace demons in the ancient texts kept in our Lille Family Library, and I don't know if they are true or not...... But if you were to ask me the answer, I think that would be the answer. ”

With that, Van Leer turned and returned to his cabin.

The two of them were in place, smacking the meaning of the words.

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