nycdaug Chapter 668: The Nine-Headed Serpent Brotherhood and the Storm Knights
Chapter 668: The Nine-Headed Serpent Brotherhood and the Storm Knights
Chapter 668: Hydra Brotherhood and Storm Riders
The captain's room of the cruiser HMS Fiery Horse.
The battleship is heading towards the Marques Wang star area.
This time when he went out to pick someone up, Fu Qinghai did not take the Su Zheng, because the combat barge was relatively slow and it would be a waste of time to use it to travel. After all, it was impossible to keep jumping through subspace, and the strike cruiser's sublight speed was faster.
In the captain's room, Fu Qinghai and No. 56 sat opposite each other. The Sea Snake Warrior looked depressed, raised his hand to pour the wine, then picked up the glass and drank it in one gulp. Then he kept repeating this action, and the bottle of liquor was soon empty.
"how?"
Fu Qinghai leaned back in his chair and asked:
"Were you beaten up in other reincarnation worlds?"
"Who can beat me?"
Number 56 shook his head and sighed:
"When I think about my huge plan and layout in the Calixis Sector, the intelligence network I worked so hard to build, my hidden agents, my spies, my mortal agents of Spalato... they're all gone! When I think about these, it's more painful than killing me, shit."
Number 56 became more and more angry as he spoke:
"Fuck Tzeentch, fuck the Void, fuck the Warp Storms, fuck fuck fuck fuck..."
At the very beginning, after No. 40 was initially transformed into a Space Marine, he dropped off the world anchor in the Warhammer K universe. He also managed this reincarnation world seriously as his base and nest.
He vigorously trained and developed mortal agents in the neighboring Calixis sector, infiltrated every aspect of the sector, and no slightest movement in the sector escaped his eyes and ears - except for the time when he was ambushed by his teacher "Crow Disaster".
However, the sneak attack by Tzeentch and the Chaos Warband came too suddenly, and No. 56 had no time to give instructions to all his subordinates. He could only make a few instructions and then rush to the Phaeton Forge World on a merchant ship.
Then he was trapped in the subspace.
Until now, I have finally escaped and returned.
Now, more than a thousand years have passed. Mortals do not have as long a lifespan as Space Marines. In this thousand years, many things have changed. The maintenance and development of the intelligence system requires time and energy. The original layout and planning of No. 56 must have disappeared with the passage of time.
Fu Qinghai also fell silent after hearing this.
This is also not a good thing for the chapter.
The intelligence system of No. 56 is the eyes and ears of the Chapter. Even though the warp storm has dissipated, the Iron Pagoda Chapter is still blind and deaf, with no perception of the dynamics of the outside world - this is very dangerous, because the threat may not only come from Chaos and aliens, but also from within the Empire and from the bureaucracy on Terra.
"at this point."
Fu Qinghai patted No. 56 on the shoulder:
“I can only start over again.”
Number 56 nodded and said nothing more.
"Prepare to leave the subspace, countdown..."
The navigator's voice came over the battleship's radio.
The tearing feeling of returning to reality disappeared.
Strike cruisers arrive at Mandeville Point.
After returning to the real universe, the Fiery Horse cruiser accelerated its speed and flew towards its home world in the galaxy. As the warship gradually approached the death world with three satellites, the airport orbit on the Kuitun No. 1 satellite also came into view.
Fu Qinghai turned his head and looked outside the bridge.
"Huh? What is that?"
There was a spaceship parked all alone in the airport.
The storm had just dissipated not long ago, and there were not many foreign spacecraft visiting, including the once most prosperous Phaeton Foundry World, not to mention the more remote Kuitun Recruiting World. However, a spacecraft had appeared above the Kuitun Airport, and judging from its appearance, it was obviously a warship.
As the distance between the two gradually narrows.
Fu Qinghai saw the appearance of the warship clearly.
"It's an Inquisitorial cruiser."
Fu Qinghai narrowed his eyes and said firmly.
It's not just the appearance, but also the huge pure skull and Roman numerals on the side of the bow, the symbol of the Inquisition. The other party has come in an open identity.
"Where could this inquisitor come from?"
Number 56 also came over and asked.
"That must be the Calixis Sector."
Fu Qinghai curled his lips and said:
"Terra must not have reacted yet. Only the Calixis sector, which is closest to us, would send people. I just didn't expect them to be so blatant. This is not in line with the usual style of the Inquisition. In my opinion, they should first send some acolytes to disguise themselves and sneak into the merchant fleet to go to the Phaeton Forge World to secretly investigate."
The Inquisition is not foolish. Although they possess almost unlimited authority, when faced with a star sector that has just returned to the real universe and the Astartes Chapter in that star sector, they should test it out before deciding how to deal with it, rather than coming in so brazenly like they are doing now - what if the Iron Pagoda Chapter has fallen, wouldn't that be courting death?
"Since we're here, let's go take a look."
Fu Qinghai sneered, stood up and walked down the bridge.
During the storm blockade, the entire star zone has been completely self-sufficient, and the Iron Pagoda Regiment is not so dependent on the equipment and supplies of the Military Affairs Department. He is not so afraid of the Inquisition, and can deal with it calmly no matter what the other party intends.
"Khan."
Qiao Shida's voice came from the neck armor communicator.
"Where are they?"
Fu Qinghai asked straight to the point.
"Still here at the airport."
Qiao Shida obviously knew who Fu Qinghai was asking about.
"Okay, here I am with No. 56."
Fu Qinghai walked towards the passage and spoke as he went.
……
Kuitun No. 1 Satellite, Airport.
Fu Qinghai strode towards the berth of the Inquisition cruiser, with No. 56 and half of the First Company following behind him. The fifty Iron Pagoda Terminators walked with powerful steps, and the heavy footsteps echoed in the corridors of the entire airport.
A formation of steel giants.
It's an overwhelming feeling of oppression.
The young Inquisitor stood at the entrance of the boarding passage, with several of his followers beside him. The Inquisitor turned his head and looked at the large group of Space Marines walking towards him with clanging steps, his face calm and fearless. Qiao Shida also stood beside him.
"Hello, Your Excellency the Inquisitor."
Fu Qinghai spoke loudly and took the initiative to greet:
"Welcome to the Kuitun Death World."
"Hello, Qingshan Khan."
The Inquisitor nodded reservedly in response.
His gaze stayed on Fu Qinghai's face for a moment, then turned to No. 56 behind Fu Qinghai... As expected! The judge'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 his cheek.
Just like in the legend!
The judge was suddenly excited.
It’s him, it’s him, it’s indeed him.
It is exactly the same as the description of our parents and grandparents!
The young Inquisitor had never seen No. 56 in person, but his father and his father's father had all described the man's appearance to him in detail.
Huh? What's this?
Number 56 frowned slightly.
I was thinking, why is this guy staring at me?
He couldn't help but use his psychic powers to read minds to find out.
It is said that the adult can see through other people's hearts...
The judge thought silently:
Come, my lord, and see what I am thinking.
As soon as the thought came to mind, the Inquisitor quickly noticed that the bald-headed, tattooed Space Marine's face suddenly changed drastically - as expected, he knew what I was thinking! The Inquisitor smiled as expected, coughed lightly and said:
"Lord Qingshan, can we talk somewhere else?"
Um? What's the meaning?
Fu Qinghai didn't quite understand this judge.
Fu Qinghai looked up at Qiao Shida.
As if asking: What has he done here?
Qiao Shida shrugged and curled his lips.
As if to say: Just waiting here and doing nothing.
The two of them made eye contact in a flash.
"OK, no problem."
Fu Qinghai nodded happily and said:
"Come into my office."
How can you possibly do anything wrong on my territory?
Fu Qinghai walked towards the elevator while thinking about this.
……
The Chapter Master's Office in the Cloud City Fortress Monastery.
Number 56 followed in with a heavy heart.
The Chapter Servant closed the door softly and withdrew.
The only people left in the spacious office were Fu Qinghai, Qiao Shida and three Space Marines No. 56, the regiment's assistant secretary Qing Ming, the Inquisitor and his followers.
Fu Qinghai waved his hand to signal the judge to sit down, then walked to the boss chair behind the desk and sat down. He had just taken out a cigar as thick as his arm, lit it and put it in his mouth.
Something unexpected happened.
"Wow!"
The Inquisitor and his followers knelt on one knee.
All faced number fifty-six and raised a badge.
The black and gold badge is engraved with a relief of a nine-headed sea serpent.
"Hydra Brotherhood, come to see you!"
The Inquisitor and his followers shouted in unison.
"No...Puh, cough, cough!"
The smoke in Fu Qinghai's mouth got stuck in his throat.
Number 56 stood there with a complicated expression.
No explanation was needed. Through psychic reading, he had seen the inner thoughts of these people. Even so, the Inquisitor still shouted out loudly:
"Since you left, the Hydra Brotherhood has always kept your teachings in mind. We are united, we have passed on from generation to generation, and we continue to develop and spread our tentacles on various worlds in the Calixis Sector until they reach every corner."
"A thousand years have passed. Our people have infiltrated the Inquisition, the Astronomical Court, the Military Affairs Department, and the Governor's Office, but we have never acted rashly. We have been eagerly looking forward to your return, waiting for you to personally give us orders."
The judge shouted with red eyes:
"For humanity, for the Empire, for Hydra!"
Oh my goodness...
Fu Qinghai was stunned and speechless.
The hidden troops that No. 56 had placed in the Calixis star sector had not faded away with the passage of time. Instead, after a thousand years of development and growth, they had become a huge secret underground force entrenched in the star sector, an Illuminati-style deep-seated behind-the-scenes interest group.
How can this happen?
Fu Qinghai turned and looked at number 56.
Number Fifty-Six stood there breathing rapidly.
Judging from his expression, he hadn't expected it.
"Hey, I thought you guys..."
Fu Qinghai blew out a smoke ring and smiled.
"I'm sorry, sir. Time is tight and we may not have much time to reminisce. Terra has received the news that the Marquez Wang Star Region has returned to the real universe. I came here before my colleagues this time just to inform you of the news so that you can be mentally prepared."
The judge interrupted Fu Qinghai.
"Oh, what's Terra's attitude?"
Fu Qinghai put down the cigar in his hand and asked.
"Terra requires the Astartes Chapter closest to the Marcus King Sector to send a company to cooperate with the Inquisition in the Calixis Sector to investigate and confirm whether the human residents in the Marcus King Sector and the Space Marines of the Iron Pagoda Chapter still exist. If so, confirm whether they have any signs of Chaos contamination."
The judge told the whole story:
"That's the order we received."
Sent an Astartes Chapter?
Fu Qinghai narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard this:
"Which warband did they send over?"
"Octarius Sector, Storm Knights."
The judge uttered two nouns in a low voice.
"Storm Rider? Never heard of it."
Fu Qinghai searched in his mind.
This was quite normal. From 31K to 42K, there were nearly named warbands in the history of the human empire. It was impossible for him to remember every warband. Perhaps during this thousand years, the empire had formed some new Astartes warbands, and their bases happened to be nearby.
"You shouldn't be unaware of this, sir."
The judge reminded meaningfully:
"Storm Knights, this is your sub-group."
"What? My subgroup?"
Fu Qinghai was shocked when he heard this.
When did the Iron Pagoda Regiment have a sub-regiment?!
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(End of this chapter)