Schwerin nest, low earth orbit, spaceport.

It is a huge space station, in the shape of a gyro, with multiple layers of concentric rings around the central axis, which is the berth of the spaceship.

At this time, there are several ships moored here, all of which belong to the privateer fleet of the Thorndike family, and the sword-class frigate Lady Fortune, not the largest one, but the most striking because of the sharp shape of the standard Imperial warship.

Koshvito led the gang out of the open cargo hold on the side of the Somerfeld family's cargo airship.

Squeezing into the gap of cargo, riding a bumpy cargo airship through the atmosphere, this experience was not good, but everyone did not complain about anything, and disembarked from the ship and quietly surrounded the exclusive berth area of the Thorndike family according to the plan.

The Spartan gang lay in ambush at a distance from the frigate Lady Luck, quietly observing the frigate in the distance between the cargo boxes placed at least the base.

The black Thor's hammer assault power armor of the Koshvito II Black Team, compared with other generations of Thor's hammer power armor, has some special features, such as the visual compensation of the mask, which can be seen from a distance of five kilometers, he hid behind the cargo box and carefully analyzed the outer defense layout of the frigate in the distance.

In the distance, the tail of the frigate is connected to the berth of the spaceport by a steel bridge, and the spacious berth area is stacked with the cargo of the Thorndike family, and the family private soldiers with laser guns and shotguns are standing guard and patrolling, they are all dressed in a variety of uniforms, but they are all men with strong physiques and fierce eyes.

These seasoned sailors, who had been tested in gang warfare, were many of their flaws, but they were the backbone of the Ronin Merchant fleet, and they had a wealth of experience in fighting in the cramped cabins.

A bald man with tubular implants in the back of his head is standing in front of an open box, holding an electronic tablet, and he is checking and counting what he thinks.

Both of his arms have been replaced by mechanical prosthetics, and above his shoulders are two servo skulls with cables attached to the back of his head under the servo skulls.

Koshvito looked at the subordinate next to him and said:

"The code name of this operation: left jab. Hulda, it's your turn. ”

The woman lifted her cloak and robe, revealing a full set of power armor underneath. The dark gray armor shell is thinner than the Thor hammer series power armor, and there are also black fiber suits between the pieces of armor, and the biggest difference with the latter is that the helmet is an almost spherical golden mask, like a flying helmet, instead of a semi-encircling golden mask like Koshvito, a motorcycle helmet style.

Semi-Kinetic Penetration Armor, also known as SPI Armor, was developed by ONI's Watershed Division and features a chameleon-style stealth that mimics its surroundings through a photosensitive response panel, and can be seen as the UNSC version of the Star Alliance's active camouflage system.

This is a special power armor issued to some Spartan III fighters, which is not as powerful as the Thor Hammer series power armor, but the cost of manufacturing and maintenance is also greatly reduced.

After all, the cost of a set of Thor's hammer power armor is almost equal to that of a Charon-class corvette.

Hulda looked up at Koshvito, who was more than two meters tall, and whispered in the communication channel:

"Boss, I didn't expect me to be able to wear your power armor, it fits quite well."

Koshvito said lightly:

"Call me Chief, not Boss during mission operations, and besides, this is my girlfriend's power armor, not mine."

Hulda nodded in response, "Yes, sir." ”

With that, a large and delicate fragmented visual blur mosaic flickered on the surface of Hulda's armor, and the photosensitive response panel began to work, and the entire set of power armor slowly changed color, becoming exactly like the surrounding environment.

Hulda picked up the power sword he had captured from the Thorndike family, and with the cover of the supply box and sling tracks, he bowed and cautiously reached the berth area.

From a distance, it looks like a sword floating in mid-air.

Koshvito closed his eyes a little unbearably.

Luckily, Hulda also knew how to bow forward, holding her weapon as close as she could at her ankles.

Soon, Hulda approached a group of sailors who were patrolling.

Koshvito looked up as he pulled out a pistol-like weapon from his cloak, twisted a black cylinder up and "clicked" it together, and then a small camera-like folding display popped out of the side of the pistol, and Koshvito connected his fingers to set the time to detonate.

According to the plan, Hulda wanted to sneak inside the frigate first to prevent the other party from disconnecting the connecting bridge and escaping, the woman clenched the power sword in her hand, thought about it, and finally decided to give up the weapon, gently put the power sword on the ground, got up and tiptoed along the edge of the berth, tiptoeing towards the connecting bridge.

It may be that the deserted spaceport has been quiet for a long time, and none of the sailors have discovered Hulda's existence.

Just as she was about to step onto the connecting bridge.

The servo skull suspended above the steward's shoulders suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction of Hulda, and a red light suddenly emitted from his hollow eye sockets, and the electrical signal went straight to the back of his head along the connecting wire.

The steward, who had received the warning from the servo skull, suddenly turned around, pointed to the empty connecting bridge, and shouted:

"Someone is invading!"

"There it is!"

Before the sailors could react, Koshvito stood up from behind the pile of boxes, raised his pistol with a cylindrical barrel in his hand, and aimed it at the berth area.

"Bang!"

The cylindrical cylinder was ejected, and before it could hit the ground, it detonated directly in mid-air.

"Boom-"

Bright yellow flames exploded in the air, and the flames engulfed large swaths of the sailors, and the shockwave shook the scene into chaos.

M363 long-range projectile detonator gun, commonly known as "sticky detonator gun".

Before the flames of the explosion were extinguished, the Spartan warrior had already jumped out from behind the pile of boxes, ripped off his torn cloak at high speed, pulled out the needle lance at his waist and fired continuously in front of him.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

The trigger was pulled and the lilac sharp crystal needle shot out from the muzzle of the gun, Koshvito didn't need to aim, and the Subanis crystal automatically searched for biological and thermal signals, turning in mid-air, one by one sticking into the cheeks of the sailors.

Koshvito kept running at high speed, holding the needle gun in one hand, emptying the nineteen-round magazine in one go, inserting it back into his waist, he leaned over and scooped up Hulda's power sword, threw it at the bridge, then pulled out the railgun from behind, raised it, aimed, and fired.

Magnetic sparks flashed in the rails, a bullet column broke through the air with a scream, the dodging steward was shot in the head with a shot, his head exploded like a watermelon, blood rain sprinkled one after another, his body was weak and fell down, the two servo skulls were still hovering sluggishly, and the broken connecting cable hung in midair, swaying from side to side.

"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! Syllable! ”

The lilac crystals that were inserted in the faces of the sailors suddenly burst open, and the dense crystal fragments knocked down the surrounding sailors again, and some people wailed in pain as they hugged their limbs that had been scratched and cut by the crystals.

Hulda raised his hand and took the power sword that swirled in the air, and slashed at the sword, cutting off half of the sailor's body, and the light spots flickered all over his body due to his rapid movement, and turned and rushed to the connecting bridge to the frigate.

The battle and explosion in the berth area of the spaceport also alarmed the frigate, and the connecting bridges connecting the spaceport to the tail of the battleship were being disconnected one after another, and the spouts of the sub-light engines lit up with plasma fire.

Countless red lasers lit up behind Koshvito, it was the other members of the Spartan Gang who were covering him, and the Spartan Gang, who had the advantage of the first move, was so suppressed that the private soldiers of the Thorndike family couldn't raise their heads for a while.

Hulda had already rushed into the frigate, reactivated stealth, hid himself, Koshvito didn't care about the group of sailors lying on the ground wailing and moaning, put away the railgun behind his shoulder, turned on the knife sprint mode, stepped on the ground, flew seven or eight meters in mid-air, and landed on the deck of the frigate with a "bang".

In the frigate, a sailor had just raised the shotgun in his hand when he was punched in the chest by Koshvito's hand, and on the spot his sternum collapsed and flew backwards, his body hit the wall, and he fell to the ground.

Koshvito turned around and shouted:

"Keep up!"

A group of Spartan gangs running with guns hurriedly jumped onto the frigate one after another.

……

Conference room.

This conference room is so large that it is not an exaggeration to call it a "conference hall" and a "conference palace".

The vast and towering dome, its outline is rounded and integrated, without interruption or edges, as if it is in the earthly vault of heaven, embedded with colorful murals.

Fu Qinghai stood quietly in front of the large floor-to-ceiling window with his hands behind his back, looking at the rolling sea of clouds in front of him, just like the treacherous situation in Shiweilinchao.

Behind him, the representatives of the Chaodu nobles sitting around the conference table all looked at his tall and burly back, all speechless, and no one dared to take the lead in opening their mouths to break the silence.

"Your Excellency."

In the end, it was Van Lentin Somerfeld, who copied a dry and hoarse voice, and asked knowingly:

"So, we're all curious, where did you come from, and why did you come to the nest capital of Shiweilin this time?"

Fu Qinghai turned around slowly, and a cold, dull and sonorous voice came out of the loudspeaker:

"I come from the stars, with vengeance, with the flames of war, with the Emperor's gospel, and the oath poured in his name!"

Fu Qinghai slowly walked to the table, propped his hands on the table, looked down at the nobles present, the huge body of black pressure brought an invisible sense of oppression, and said in a deep voice:

"I just want to ask, everyone here, is Shiweilin Nest still a territory that does not belong to the Empire?"

"When...... Of course. ”

is still the same thin old man, Van Lentin Sommerfeld, in the face of Fu Qinghai's murderous aura that does not distinguish between the enemy and me, his voice is trembling at the moment:

"We, the Somorefeld family, are forever loyal to His Majesty the Emperor, forever loyal to Holy Terra."

Fu Qinghai turned his head to look at the next person at the conference table:

"What about you?"

"I ...... I am the current patriarch of the Cronin family, and I am loyal to the emperor. ”

The short and fat man who was stared at by Fu Qinghai looked stunned and hurriedly said.

"Humph!"

Before Fu Qinghai could ask the next aristocratic representative, a discordant cold snort had already sounded from the other end of the wide conference table.

Fu Qinghai raised his head and looked over.

A middle-aged man with neat black hair and a gorgeous dress was sitting at the far end of the conference table, he looked at Fu Qinghai with a blank face, and sneered:

"Ladies and gentlemen, have you forgotten the message of the Star Whisperers, who is the new master of this galaxy?"

"Is it just a bare-handed, solo Space Marine, that scares you?"

"But ......"

The patriarch of the Cronin family turned around and was about to speak, when he was interrupted by a middle-aged man with black hair:

"You know what you're trying to say, Oswald Cronin, you want to say that Space Marines don't show up on the Hive alone, do you? But if you look at him, his armor is shattered, he has put down his weapons, but what about his fleet? And what about his legion? None of them appeared! ”

The black-haired middle-aged man stood up, pointed at Fu Qinghai, and said loudly:

"He's a lone wolf! A wandering wild dog who is stupidly loyal to the pathetic pseudo-emperor, the empire has already changed dynasties, so why should we be afraid of him! ”

Fu Qinghai didn't see any annoyance in the face of the man's screaming and insulting, he stood up straight, looked at the man at the far end of the conference table, and asked calmly:

"Presumably, you're Baron Zedo, aren't you?"

The black-haired middle-aged man raised his eyebrows and asked:

"You know me?"

"Hehehe......"

Fu Qinghai smiled:

"It's not just acquaintance, I'm here for you."

Baron Zedu's face was suspicious when he heard this, and he stopped talking nonsense, waving his hand and shouting:

"Someone!"

Explosions and sounds of battle rang out outside the conference room door, and immediately after, the alloy door was melted open by the plasma jet, the door panel was kicked open, and a group of soldiers armed with plasma weapons rushed into the conference room.

They held large, stubby plasma guns in their hands, and a row of black holes aimed at everyone in the room.

"Zedu, what do you want!?"

"Are you going to go to war with all the spire families!?"

The nobles present were stunned at that time, and hurriedly shouted and asked.

"Hahaha!"

Baron Zedu laughed, his hateful gaze swept over everyone in the conference room, and he said with a twisted grin:

"I've been looking for an opportunity to catch you all for a long time, if I hadn't been able to control the entire nest capital in a short period of time, do you think you'd be alive until now?"

He turned his head to look at Fu Qinghai, his face was full of happiness after the conspiracy succeeded, and laughed:

"You may not know, I foresaw that you would come to the conference room alone, but the prophecy said that you came here fully armed, and this time ......"

"I asked the attendant officer to tell you in advance that you can only enter the meeting site if you unload your weapons, you are too big, Star Marine, you have no weapons, what are you going to fight with me?"

Baron Zedu opened his mouth, spread his hands, and laughed:

"Fuck the Imperial Truth, look, this is the power of psionic and magical power, this is the supreme power of the Lord of Change, this is ......"

Before he finished speaking, Fu Qinghai suddenly raised his two arms, and aimed his palms at Baron Zedu and the soldiers in front of him, and the hexagonal armor that covered his palms slid open, revealing two miniature reactors, which, together with the thick lightning on the breastplate, lit up with a blazing white light......

"Who told you I didn't have a weapon?"

Fu Qinghai tilted his head and asked.

“Biu——”

“Biu！ Biu！ Biu！ ”

The charged arc pulse cannon shot out violently, and the soldiers on the other side of the conference table also pulled the trigger at the same time, and the blue coil on the back of the plasma gun lit up, and plasma beams gushed out, and for a while, the entire conference room was filled with blazing white beams of light and dark blue beams, staggered.

Baron Zedu fell down as soon as Fu Qinghai's laser shot, and Fu Qinghai also raised his hand to fight back while dodging with a short body, but his movements didn't seem to be as flexible and agile as before, and he was slightly sluggish and stiff.

This was a bitter pain for the aristocratic representatives between the two, and at the first moment of firing, seven or eight people were melted and vaporized by the plasma beam. The heavy red velvet curtains and the delicate and gorgeous relief murals are all burned and pierced, peeled off and fallen in the mixed attack of laser and plasma.

The heavy claysteel-plastic-steel composite armor offset the plasma beam that passed by Fu Qinghai a few times, but it was also suppressed so much that he couldn't raise his head, so he could only hide behind the wide conference table, relying on cover and shooting at the soldiers.

Baron Zedu lay on the ground, saw a plasma gun quietly placed next to the corpse of a soldier who had fallen to the ground, gritted his teeth, picked up the heavy plasma gun, clamped it under his armpit, and crawled around from the other side of the conference table.

The shooting continued, and when Baron Zedu finally turned over the corpses of a pile of aristocratic representatives, he quietly poked his head out of the corner of the conference table, and raised the plasma gun in his hand at Fu Qinghai......

"Die!"

He shouted with a sinister smile and brazenly pulled the trigger.

“Biu！”

A blue beam of light flashed, and the plasma beam melted through most of Fu Qinghai's helmet.

As soon as the joy on Baron Zedu's face rose, it instantly froze.

Inside the helmet, it was empty.

There was no imaginary splattering of blood and brains, no blackened half-truncated heads, only reddened and molten armor edges, and empty hollows inside.

It's you, Scarlet Warrior!

If Professor Ahriman, the chief think tank of the Thousand Sons Legion, was also here at this moment, he would definitely think that this power armor had cast the scarlet spell that he relied on to become famous, and the soul of a Thousand Sons Legion Space Marines was bound inside.

But it's not.

Baron Zedo was lying on the floor, his brain spinning, his mouth half open, dumbfounded.

The remaining three soldiers, whose plasma guns were seriously overheated, also stopped pulling the trigger in the face of such a strange change.

The helmet goggles were damaged, which seemed to affect the aiming of the power armor, and the unmanned empty shell power armor slowly raised its arm again, and pointed crookedly in the direction of an unmanned one, and the white light in the palm of the hand was about to light up.

"Huh!"

Behind the three soldiers, a faint blue arc of sword light slashed, and the three bodies were instantly cut off together, the fracture was smooth and neat, and the blood had not had time to gush out.

"Poof!"

Six bodies fell to the ground.

Baron Zedu turned around in shock, and saw a muscular man naked in tight black shorts, holding a straight-edged power knife in his hand, smiling evilly as he walked towards him.

Baron Zedu hurriedly picked up the plasma gun in his hand, and was about to turn over, when a long knife flew like lightning.

"Woo!"

Baron Zedo had a huge long knife stuck in his chest, and most of his ribcage seemed to be split by the blade, and the whole person was nailed to the beautifully carved floor.

Red blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, Baron Zedo's eyes bulged, his body trembled, his head tilted, and he died.

The fierce battle was over, and the whole space was finally quiet.

In the conference room, corpses were strewn and blood flowed.

Fu Qinghai stepped on the cold stone floor with bare feet, stepped over the corpse, and let the blood spill over his instep, leaving sticky bloody footprints, and came to the side of Baron Zedu's corpse.

Behind her followed a gray-haired young woman, who didn't care at all about the smell of blood that permeated the disgusting meeting scene, staring at Fu Qinghai's naked back with shining eyes, her skin smooth and her muscles knotted.

Fu Qinghai raised his hand and pulled out the blue blade, looked at Baron Zedu's dead face, and sighed:

"You see, I've never believed in magic or prophecy."

"Master, you're back."

A mechanical electronic female voice came from the loudspeaker of the Blue Shell Power Battle Armor, and the Empty Shell Armor turned to face Fu Qinghai's direction and stood still.

Fu Qinghai nodded and said:

"yes, I'm back, I don't have to shoot lasers at walls anymore."

The Blue Shell Power Battle Armor opened its arms, and the blackened and broken armor pieces on its body opened one by one like lotus blossoms, revealing a humanoid space that could just wrap around Fu Qinghai's body.

Fu Qinghai was about to walk over and re-integrate with the Blue Shell Power Battle Armor, when suddenly, a snorting voice sounded behind him:

"Wait a minute."

Fu Qinghai turned around in confusion.

Gladys shrunk his shoulders, raised his eyes to look at Fu Qinghai, and whispered:

"I can...... Can I touch you, sir? ”

Fu Qinghai: "??? ”

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