Cruiser Liema, Captain's Quarters.

The battleship is heading towards the Marquez King's zone.

This time he came out to pick up people, Fu Qinghai did not take the Suzheng, because the speed of the battle barge is relatively slow, and it is a waste of time to rush it, after all, it is impossible to jump in subspace all the time, and the sub-light speed of the strike cruiser is faster.

In the captain's room, Fu Qinghai and No. 56 sat opposite each other. The Sea Serpent Warrior looked depressed, raised his hand to pour the wine, then took the glass and tilted his head to take a sip, and then he kept repeating this action, and the bottle of spirits quickly bottomed out.

"How?"

Fu Qinghai leaned back in his chair and asked:

"Beaten up in other reincarnation worlds?"

"Who can beat me?"

Number 56 shook his head and sighed:

"When I think about it, my plan in the Calisis Star Zone, the intelligence network that Lao Tzu has worked so hard to build, my secret stakes, my spies, my Sparatus mortal agents...... It's all gone! The thought of this makes me worse than killing me, shit. ”

The more the fifty-sixth said, the more angry he became:

"Fuck Tzeentch, fuck fuck, fuck subspace storm, fuck fuck fuck ......"

At the beginning, after he was initially transformed into a Space Marine, he left the world anchor in the Warhammer 40K universe, and he also took this reincarnation world as his base and lair to manage seriously.

He vigorously trained and developed mortal agents in the Calisis Star Zone next door, and infiltrated every aspect of the Star Zone, and no trace of wind and grass in the Star Zone could escape his ears and eyes - except for the time when he was ambushed by his teacher "Raven Plague".

However, Tzeentch and the Chaos Warband's sneak attack came so suddenly that Fifty-Six didn't have time to explain all his men at that time, so he could only casually arrange a few sentences and rush to the Phaeton Casting World on a merchant ship without stopping.

And then I was trapped in subspace.

Until now, he has finally come back from trouble.

Now, more than a thousand years have passed, mortals do not have the same long lifespan as Space Marines, this thousand years of vicissitudes are human and wrong, and the maintenance and development of the intelligence system requires time and energy.

Fu Qinghai was also silent when he heard this.

Again, this is not a good thing for the warband.

Fifty-Six's intelligence system is the eyes and ears of the warband, and even though the subspace storm has dissipated, the Iron Float is still blind and deaf, with no sense of external dynamics - which is dangerous, because the threat can come not only from chaos and aliens, but also from within the empire, from the bureaucracy of Terra.

"This is the end of it."

Fu Qinghai patted No. 56 on the shoulder:

"You have to start all over again."

Fifty-six nodded and said no more.

"Prepare to get out of subspace, countdown ......"

The voice of the navigator sounded on the battleship radio.

With the tearing feeling of returning to reality disappears.

The strike cruiser arrived at the Mandeville point.

After returning to the real universe, the cruiser Liema sped up and flew towards the home world in the galaxy, and as the battleship gradually approached the dead world with three moons, the air port orbit on the Kuitun-1 satellite also came into view.

Fu Qinghai turned his head to look out of the bridge.

"Huh? What is that? ”

There was a spaceship parked alone in the airport.

Not long after the storm dissipated, not many foreign ships visited the once most prosperous Phaeton Casting World, let alone the more remote Kuitun Conscription World, but a spaceship had already appeared on Kuitun Airport, and it was obviously a warship in its outline.

As the distance between the two gradually closes.

Fu Qinghai saw the appearance of the battleship clearly.

"It's the Inquisition's cruiser."

Fu Qinghai narrowed his eyes and said firmly.

Not only the appearance, but also the symbol of the huge pure skull and Roman numerals on the side of the bow, the symbol of the Inquisition, which the other party came with a public identity.

"Where will the Inquisitors be?"

Fifty-six also leaned over and asked.

"That must be the Calisis sector."

Fu Qinghai pursed his lips and said:

"Terra's side must not have reacted yet, only the nearest Calisis sector will send someone. It's just that I didn't expect them to be so blatant, this is not quite in line with the usual style of the Inquisition, in my expectation, they should first send some acolytes to infiltrate the merchant fleet in disguise and go to the Phaeton Casting World to secretly investigate. ”

The Inquisition is not stupid, although they have almost unlimited authority, but in the face of a star sector and the Astarte warband in the star sector that has just returned to the real universe, they should test it and decide what to do, instead of swaggering to come to the door like they are now - if the Iron Floating Slaughter Warband falls, wouldn't it be sent to death?

"It's all here, so let's go and have a look."

Fu Qinghai sneered and got up and walked off the bridge.

During the Storm blockade, the entire sector had become completely self-sufficient, and the Iron Float Regiment was less dependent on the Ministry of War's equipment and supplies. He is not so afraid of the court, and no matter what the other party wants, he can deal with it calmly.

"Khan."

Joestar's voice rang out over the neck armor communicator.

"Where are they?"

Fu Qinghai asked straight to the point.

"It's still here at the airport."

Qiao Shida obviously knew who Fu Qinghai was asking.

"Okay, I'm here with Fifty-Six."

Fu Qinghai said as he walked towards the passage.

……

Kuitun-1 satellite, airport.

Fu Qinghai strode towards the berth of the Inquisition Cruiser, and the fifty-sixth and half of the first company followed him, and the fifty Iron Float Terminators walked sonorously and powerfully, and the passage of the entire airport echoed with heavy footsteps.

A formation of Iron Giants.

It's a sense of oppression.

The young inquisitor stood at the entrance to the boarding passage, flanked by several of his retinue. The Inquisitor turned his head to look at the large group of Space Marines who were walking with a stumbling stride, his face calm and fearless. Josda was also standing next to him.

"Hello, Your Excellency the Inquisitor."

Fu Qinghai opened his mouth and took the initiative to greet:

"Welcome to Kuitun World of Death."

"Hello, Aoyama Khan."

The Inquisitor nodded reservedly in response.

His gaze lingered on Fu Qinghai's face for a moment, and then turned to No. 56 behind Fu Qinghai...... Really! The corners of the Inquisitor's eyes twitched slightly.

The Space Marine's face had a strange smooth and unnatural texture, like some kind of gray waxy flesh, and there was a large black dragon pattern on one side of the cheek.

Exactly like the legend!

The judge's heart suddenly became excited.

It's him, it's him, it's him.

Exactly as described by my parents and grandparents!

The young Inquisitor had not seen the Fifty-Six with his own eyes, but his fathers, his fathers' fathers, had described to him in detail the features of the Lord's physiognomy.

Well? Why is this?

Fifty-Six frowned slightly.

I thought to myself, why is this guy staring at me all the time?

He couldn't help but activate his psionic mind reading to find out.

Legend has it that the adult could see through the hearts of others......

The Inquisitor thought silently in his heart:

Come on, my lord, and see what I'm thinking.

As soon as the thought came to mind, the Inquisitor quickly saw that the bald-headed tattooed Space Marine's face suddenly changed dramatically—and sure enough, he could know what was going on in my mind! The Inquisitor smiled unsurprisingly, coughed lightly, and said:

"Lord Aoyama, can you talk in a different place?"

Well? What do you mean?

Fu Qinghai couldn't understand this judge a little.

Fu Qinghai looked up at Qiao Shida.

As if asking: what did he do here?

Joshida shrugged and pouted.

As if to say: just wait here and do nothing.

The two made eye contact between the lightning.

"Yes, no problem."

Fu Qinghai nodded happily and said:

"Come to my office."

On my turf, can you still turn the world upside down?

Fu Qinghai thought in his heart as he walked towards the elevator.

……

Fortress Monastery in the Cloudsdale, Warlord Office.

Fifty-six followed in, preoccupied.

The Warband servant gently closed the door and stepped back.

In the spacious office, only the three Space Marines Fu Qinghai, Qiao Shida, and Fifty-Six remained, Qing Ming, the assistant secretary of the warband, the Inquisitor, and his retinue.

Fu Qinghai waved his hand to signal the inquisitor to sit down casually, then walked to the boss's chair behind the desk and sat down, he just turned out an arm-thick cigar and lit it in his mouth.

Something unexpected happened.

"Whoa!"

The Inquisitor and his retinue knelt on one knee together.

All facing Fifty-Six holding up a badge.

The black and gold badge is carved with a relief of the nine-headed sea serpent.

"Hydra Brotherhood, come and see you!"

The Inquisitor and his retinue shouted in unison.

"It's not...... Puff cough cough! ”

The smoke in Fu Qinghai's mouth got stuck in his throat.

Fifty-six stood in place with a complicated complexion.

Without any explanation, through psychic mind reading, he had seen the inner thoughts of these people. Even so, the inquisitor still shouted loudly:

"Since your departure, the Hydra Brotherhood has always remembered your teachings, and we have united as one, passing on our tenacles from generation to generation, spreading our tentacles through the worlds of the Calisis Sector, reaching into every corner."

"A thousand years have passed, and our men have infiltrated the Inquisition, the Star Court, the Military Department, and the Governor's Palace, but we have not acted rashly, and we have been eagerly awaiting your return, waiting for you to give us instructions in person."

The Inquisitor shouted with red eyes:

"For humanity, for the Empire, for Hydra!"

I'm going to be good......

Fu Qinghai was dumbfounded and speechless.

The shadows planted by No. 56 in the Calisis Star Sector have not only not withered away with the passage of time, but have become a huge hidden underground force entrenched in the Star Sector after a thousand years of development and growth, a Illuminati-style deep behind-the-scenes interest alliance.

How can this be?

Fu Qinghai turned his head to look at No. 56.

Fifty-six stood in place and was breathing rapidly.

Looking at his expression, he didn't expect it.

"Hey, I thought you guys ......"

Fu Qinghai spit out a puff of smoke rings and smiled.

"I'm sorry, my lord, but time is pressing, and I probably don't have much time to catch up. Terra has received news of the return of the Marquez King Sector to the real universe, and I rushed here before my colleagues this time to inform you of the news and prepare you mentally. ”

The judge interrupted Fu Qinghai's words.

"Oh, what's Terra's attitude?"

Fu Qinghai put down the cigar in his hand and asked.

"Terra has asked the Astarte Warband, which is closest to the Marquez Kings Sector, to send a company to cooperate with the Inquisition of the Kalisis Sector to investigate and confirm whether the human inhabitants of the Marquez Kings Sector and the Space Marines of the Iron Float Troop still exist, and if so, if they show signs of Chaos contamination."

The Inquisitor 1510 said:

"That's what we were given."

Sent an Astarte warband?

Fu Qinghai narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard this:

"Which warband did they send?"

"Octarius, Storm Knights."

The Inquisitor whispered two nouns.

"Storm Knight? Haven't heard of it. ”

Fu Qinghai searched in his mind.

This is also very normal, from 31K to 42K, there are almost more than two thousand warbands with names in the history of the Human Empire, and it is impossible for him to have an impression of each warband. Perhaps in the intervening millennium, the empire has formed some new Astarte warbands, and then the station happens to be nearby.

"You shouldn't be unaware, my lord."

The Inquisitor reminded meaningfully:

"Storm Knight, it's your sub-group."

"What? My subgroup? ”

Fu Qinghai was taken aback when he heard this.

When did the Iron Float have a subgroup!?

…………