Chapter 228 Returning to the old place
Fu Qinghai stood in front of the desk in the captain's room.
A holographic star map was projected on the table.
Fu Qinghai is carefully studying the star area in front of him.
The Schwerin Hive World and the Phaeton Forge World do not belong to the same star system, but they both belong to this star region.
Marquez King District.
Fu Qinghai could guess with just his toes why the name of the star area was so strange - it must have been a certain Rogue Trader named "Marx King" who first discovered this star area and named it after himself.
The general process of colonizing the human empire is as follows: Rogue Traders serve as explorers, Space Marines serve as conquerors, and the Adeptus Mechanicus serve as builders.
There are many Rogue Traders who love to search for treasures and have an adventurous spirit, and some are simply curious about the universe. The empire officially encourages this kind of exploration and discovery. As for the exploration fleet of the Mechanicum, unless they receive news from STC and relic technology, They will come in droves.
Fu Qinghai's fingers passed through the holographic projection, forming a straight line between the Schwerin Hive World and the Phaeton Forge World, and his eyes searched the surrounding galaxies.
Dead world, death world, agricultural world, star fragments, cosmic dust, asteroids, giant planets, plasma clouds, meteorite belts, ice crystal rings, comets...
The star map combined with the star region projection presented by the auspicious instrument was quietly reflected in the dark brown pupils. The Captain Astartes crossed his fingers and fell into deep thought.
Well, which one to choose?
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"Sir, we have arrived at Planet 17-974, the agricultural world of Cheslatan."
Eugene Eleanor's voice woke Fu Qinghai out of his thoughts. He suddenly raised his head and looked at the people waiting on the bridge, only to find that everyone was looking at him.
Qingshan Khan rarely loses focus.
Everyone was slightly surprised.
"Okay, Joestar and Camille, follow me to the surface."
Fu Qinghai picked up his helmet, put it on, and led his men to the boarding deck.
In space orbit, the space port has only built a prototype and framework, but as the Thunderhawk gunship landed on the surface, the huge building of the climate adjustment array stood on the Gobi Desert and seemed to have begun to take shape.
Yes, the agricultural world of Warhammer 40K is not an idyllic natural farm, but a cyberpunk biochemical farm, with planting cabins, hydroponic arrays, pesticide towers, fertilizer factories, animal feed production lines...
The Great Rebellion is over, and Cheslatan is changing. According to the original plan, the Mechanicum is obviously unwilling to invest the huge cost of planetary transformation for an agricultural world in a remote sector. Otherwise, what Fu Qinghai sees now should be... The plain land has been transformed by incendiary bombs and special viruses.
The fleet notified Cheslatan before its arrival.
Therefore, a group of officials, accompanied by the Imperial Guard, had been waiting on the tarmac for a long time. As soon as Fu Qinghai stepped out of the cabin door, an old acquaintance came to greet him.
Calvin.
The former temporary official of the colonial stronghold, whose profile was transferred from the Ministry of Military Affairs to the Ministry of the Interior, is now the top official of this agricultural world under construction. His uniform is neatly pressed and he has grown a full beard.
Fu Qinghai took off his helmet and shook hands with him:
"Hello, Chief Calvin."
Although he had been mentally prepared, when he saw the tall and burly Space Marine in front of him and the familiar young and handsome face, Calvin was still filled with emotion and lamentation. His hands were trembling and he held Fu Qinghai's gauntlets tightly. , said:
"Hello, Qingshan Khan."
Fu Qinghai smiled and said:
"You can also call me 'Little Locke'."
Calvin was frightened and said with a wry smile:
"My lord, please stop making fun of me."
The former colonial stronghold orphan, now the Captain of the Astartes, this identity change brought about the suddenness and shock. Although I was stunned once when I received the astrological communication, now I saw him standing in front of me alive. , the armor is bright and shiny, the expression is serious and indifferent, the two Astartes behind him are looking at each other... Calvin can't help but feel shaken.
Fu Qinghai didn't say much, and patted Calvin's shoulder lightly:
"lead the way."
"Okay, sir, please follow me."
Fu Qinghai didn't say where he was going in the star language communication, but Calvin obviously knew the destination.
Following a group of officials across the newly flattened road, he was surrounded by various construction machinery, as well as busy construction workers and machine slaves. Fu Qinghai was not wearing a helmet. Some construction workers looked here curiously. When he saw Fu Qinghai's face, he couldn't help but exclaimed:
"It's little Locke...Oh my god, he really became..."
Before he finished speaking, his mouth was covered by the person next to him.
Fu Qinghai smiled and nodded at them.
Realizing that the noble Lord Astartes was not disgusted by that title, the construction worker released his palm covering his companion's mouth. With excitement and enthusiasm in his eyes, he bowed to Fu Qinghai, and his companions followed suit. Just do it.
As the news spread, more and more people learned of the arrival of the Astartes monks. Such a remote colonial stronghold in the border sector became lively because of the arrival of the Emperor's Angel.
Except for the crash of a warship that happened a few years ago and is still fresh in their memories, the people on the remote planet have never encountered the abuse of traitors again. This is luck in troubled times and luck in misfortune. They still have a deep love for Asta. I have inexplicable awe and curiosity.
People flocked to both sides of the road to admire the heroic appearance of the giant in ceramite armor. They whispered to each other and told stories that they had heard from other planets. They told visitors from other planets that the leading space warrior was once a member of the colonial stronghold. .
This does not change their living situation and income status, and may only become a topic of bragging in the pub, but they are still inexplicably excited and proud.
Although he was worried, Fu Qinghai still maintained enough patience and waved his arms at the onlookers of the stronghold residents. This action attracted even greater cheers and shouts.
Wealth and honor will not return home, just like walking at night in brocade clothes?
No, the scene in front of him suddenly reminded Fu Qinghai of a novel he had read in his previous life, the original novel about the Night Lords of the Eighth Legion.
The novel describes that the Eighth Legion passed by their home world, the legion's home planet of Nastrum. While the fleet was resting and replenishing supplies, the commander arranged a brief and low-key tour along the main road of the city.
Just like now, many people flocked up, wanting to recognize the once familiar faces. Many overly excited people were shot to death by the law enforcers who maintained order because they tried to get close to the Astartes queue.
Among them was an old woman, the mother of a Night Lords warrior. The Space Marine watched his mother being shot to death for trying to identify with him, but he remained indifferent and continued to move forward.
Fu Qinghai sometimes feels lucky.
I'm glad I didn't become that kind of Space Marine.
His memory is still fresh, his emotions are still full, and the last trace of humanity has not been wiped away by endless killings and wars.
By the way, Fu Qinghai also wrote the name of the interstellar warrior in his little notebook.
Soul Hunter, Talos Valcolan.
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Calvin led Fu Qinghai to a small house with a two-story attic. Parked at the door was a Levante Cyclone-V small jet motorcycle with mottled paint.
Qiao Shida and Camille took the initiative to guard the two sides, while Fu Qinghai lowered his head and pushed the door open.
The furnishings in the room were still familiar, including the sofa, carpet, and coffee table, but they were all covered with a light layer of dust.
"Where is she?"
Fu Qinghai asked.
"Fei left."
Calvin replied, "Just a year ago."
"Where are you going?"
"I-I don't know, my lord."
Calvin lowered his head.
"What do you know, Chief Calvin?"
Fu Qinghai asked calmly, facing inside the room.
Calvin carefully explained:
"She was taken away by a mysterious person, sir."
There was obvious dissatisfaction in Fu Qinghai's tone:
"What is a mysterious man, Chief Calvin?"
Calvin looked around, came closer and whispered:
"A mysterious man wearing a cloak. At that time, the pioneering team sent by the empire had not yet arrived in Cheslatan. The mysterious man came alone. She was a woman. She refused to speak and only communicated with me in sign language and writing. She was the one who told me the siege of Terra was over, and she was the one who took Fey away."
Calvin lowered his voice as much as possible:
"Sir, that's all I know. I can't tell you more in the astral communication, because... because that woman was wearing dark gold power armor that day, a kind of power armor that I have never seen before. Her There is a red double-headed eagle mark in the middle of the forehead. I didn’t dare to ask too much about it. The dress looks like...like..."
"It looks like it came from the palace, right?"
Fu Qinghai said calmly, saying what Calvin didn't dare to say.
Fu Qinghai has already guessed the identity of the mysterious man.
Should have guessed it.
Although Calvin is not a high-level official, his intuition is quite accurate.
"Yes, yes, sir. But I can assure you that Fei left with her voluntarily, and no one forced her."
Calvin said.
Fu Qinghai nodded:
"Okay, I know."
Finally, he took a deep look at the furnishings in the room, turned around and left firmly and decisively.
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The cruiser and frigate adjusted course and resumed their journey back to Terra.
Fu Qinghai stood quietly on the bridge, looking out the window at Cheslatan, the huge earth-yellow planet, just as it was when he first left here.
Zhang Yuning stood behind him.
Women are keenly aware of men's emotional changes.
I don’t know how to describe the changes.
Not only she, but also Chen Xinlu and Jiang Yixia felt it vaguely.
"How long until we reach Terra?"
Fu Qinghai asked.
"Estimated time is five months, Khan."
Navigator Tracey replied.
"OK."
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