Dragging a half-length little giant, plus having to avoid overly rough sections on the road to prevent the Wo Kuotai in the tow truck from being knocked off, the return trip took more time than the outbound trip.
By the time Fu Qinghai and others rushed back to the colonial stronghold, it was already noon on the third day.
The arrival of the three men caused a sensation in the colonial stronghold.
Originally, this small stronghold with a few thousand people usually didn't do anything big, and trivial things could become the topics of discussion for the residents after meals.
Now, two orphans with little presence in the stronghold dragged back a Space Marine.
Technically, half Space Marine.
It was as if the star was coming out from the south.
Residents put down their work and came to watch.
"Isn't this little Locke and Fei? My God, this is a big deal."
You don't think I captured a space warrior... Fu Qinghai thought to himself.
"Since I was a kid, I thought this kid had a lot of potential!"
Who are you? I didn't know you at all when I was a child... Fu Qinghai was speechless.
"Make way, fellow villagers, give way." Fu Qinghai, who was sitting in the back row of the jet motorcycle, waved his hand to let the people blocking the road in front of him get out of the way.
Wo Kuotai, who was sitting in the trailer at the back, felt a little aggrieved as he looked at the residents around him who were talking about him.
As a veteran who has served for more than two hundred years, it is not that he has never participated in the Emperor's review, victory parade and other promotional activities to show the ordinary people of the Empire the image of the mighty Astartes and the strict discipline of the Imperial Army.
But this was his first experience of being dragged away in a crappy bucket and being watched by a group of country bumpkins from the hive city.
During the Great Crusade, the Human Empire had always pursued the principle of militarism. Space Marines were the backbone and elite of the Imperial Army. Each Space Marine not only had superb combat skills, but also had the tactical literacy to command a small battle. Therefore, Even an ordinary Space Marine is equivalent to an officer for most of the grassroots mortal auxiliary armies. On the battlefield where the command system has collapsed, he can directly take over the command of the mortal troops.
What's more, Ogodai is also a mid-level officer in the Space Marine organization.
For ordinary people in the empire, it can be said to be a superior existence.
Therefore, Wokuotai is inevitably a bit desolate.
Fu Qinghai could probably understand his emotions, so he didn't waste time and went straight to the small villa of Calvin, the administrator of the colonial stronghold.
Although the surrounding residents were talking a lot, they did not dare to point a finger at a space warrior. Wo Kuotai's armor covered with mottled bullet marks and his unusually stalwart body all silently demonstrated his power. People looked at Wo Kuotai. Kuotai's eyes were full of awe and curiosity.
Fu Qinghai and others arrived at the door of Calvin's small villa.
After receiving the news, Calvin had already gone out in advance to check on the situation. When he saw Wo Kuotai sitting on the tractor, his expression was a little uncertain for a moment, and he subconsciously arranged his administrative officer uniform with his hands.
Fei stopped the jet motorcycle, and Fu Qinghai introduced to Calvin: "Sir, this is Ogedai Nayanhan, a Space Marine of the Fifth Legion that I rescued from the wreckage of the battleship."
"Ah... this, uh... is good." Calvin didn't know what to say for a moment.
Wo Guotai in the mess looked at Calvin and spoke in a hoarse voice calmly:
"I am Ogodei Mangnut, the captain of the Falcon Brotherhood under the White Scars of the Fifth Legion. I now declare that the colonial stronghold on planet 17-974 has entered a state of military control by the imperial army. I order you to immediately move the colonial stronghold to Management was transferred to me."
Calvin bowed his head in obedience and saluted: "My pleasure, sir."
Calvin was originally the lower-level administrative officer of the expedition fleet who stayed on the colonial planet to contact the follow-up colonial fleet. Since the follow-up colonial fleet never came, he, the highest-ranking official at present, was put on the shelf.
Ogedai asked him to hand over management rights, and he was willing.
Fu Qinghai even felt that after handing over the management power to Ogedai, Calvin changed from the panic and decadence of the past and became more motivated.
When Ogodei asked him to organize the residents of the colonial stronghold to bring transportation and equipment to the wreckage of the battleship to excavate and recover available resources, Calvin organized a large team very efficiently.
Before organizing people to go to the wreckage of the battleship, Ogedai and Calvin had a secret conversation in the small villa and exchanged the information they knew. The main thing was that Ogedai conveyed to Calvin what situation the human empire was currently facing. ——Warmaster Horus Heresy, half of the Astartes Legions defected, the subspace storm ravaged the galaxy, cutting off communication and transportation links between various parts of the empire and the center of Terra, but the White Scars chose loyalty and stood On the emperor's side.
This news can be said to have shocked Calvin for a whole year.
Warmaster Horus Heresy, half of the legions defected... The meaning behind this was far more confusing than seeing two groups of Space Marines fighting. Fortunately, the person who can make the decision is now here.
At present, Ogodei still does not know whether the sudden outbreak of the subspace storm is due to the manipulation of the four evil gods of subspace, nor is he clear about the connection between this and the rebellion of Warmaster Horus. Even an officer of Ogodei's level knows Not knowing the existence of the evil god of warp is a problem.
Not to mention that Ogodei is not the Storm Seer of the White Scars' Legion think tank, and even many Legion of Astartes think tanks, these military psykers who can manipulate the ether, still think that the warp is just a pure physical space. There is no life inside, and it has no thoughts and consciousness of its own. It is just that the energy laws and material laws inside cannot be understood by humans in the main space for the time being.
Calvin, on the other hand, mainly conveyed the current situation of the colonial stronghold to Ogedei.
There was nothing to convey, just a few thousand civilians, a spaceship with insufficient fuel, and a small stronghold with no fortifications, nothing more.
If faced with a warship with orbital strike capabilities, Cheslatan's colonial stronghold can be destroyed with only one artillery bombardment, and no more rounds are needed.
Fu Qinghai was also at the scene of this secret conversation. Wo Kuotai allowed him to appear, and Calvin acquiesced that he could appear next to him.
Calvin even felt that compared to himself, the administrative officer of the 17th Expeditionary Fleet and a serious imperial civil servant, Ogedei seemed to trust Locke, a poor boy from the nest, more.
This is of course. Faced with the wreckage of the spacecraft and the internal fighting among the Astartes, Calvin chose to watch silently and wait passively, while Fu Qinghai chose to take the initiative, explore the situation, and even saved Ogedai's life. Wo Kuotai doesn't know how long he can survive by eating corpses.
Fu Qinghai did not explain the truth about the subspace storm to Wo Kuotai, and it would be useless to tell him. Why should Wo Kuotai believe the views of a young man from Xiachao who has no psychic talent on subspace.
The top priority now is to contact the White Scar battleship in outer space.
Watching Calvin leading Wo Kuotai to the communication cabin of the colonial spacecraft, Fu Qinghai had many questions in his mind.
Are there still White Scar warships in outer space?
Then why don't they send people to the surface to check the situation?
Which side did the crashed battleship belong to?
Neither the White Scars nor the Sons of Horus seem to have follow-up support troops. A lone frigate crashed in Cheslatan. Where did their respective fleets go?
Ogedei didn't explain these issues to Calvin, and Calvin didn't ask any questions. He just carried out Ogedei's orders honestly.
Although he was full of questions, Fu Qinghai still didn't ask. He pursed his lips and watched Wogotai's back enter the communication cabin.
Wokuotai got rid of that crappy bucket and is currently sitting in a modified wheelchair. He looked at the communication equipment in front of him with some sadness in his eyes.
The captain of the colonial spaceship was also stranded in Cheslatan. He was a bearded man. He introduced to Ogedei:
"Sir, this is currently our farthest communication equipment. It is further than the equipment in the stronghold. It can transmit messages to neighboring planets. We have maintained smooth communication, but we have not received any messages."
Wo Kuotai frowned. There were no astropaths in the entire colonial stronghold. What's more, astrology communication also relied on the stability of the subspace. Ultra-long-distance astrology communication was not a consideration.
As for the civilian communication equipment on the spacecraft, this distance is the limit.
Fu Qinghai also followed in, staring at the device in front of him and thinking, but this time there was no more ripples in the sea of consciousness of the electronic soul.
Iron Man is not omnipotent.
Wokuotai pressed the button and adjusted the spacecraft's broadcast signal to a military frequency band. He leaned down and spoke into the colonial spacecraft's microphone:
"Dagger, my name is Ogodei Mangnut. I'm on the surface of the planet. Please reply when I receive it. I'm on the surface of the planet. Please reply when I receive it."
Then he turned to the captain and said, "Keep this broadcast playing on a loop until we come back from the wreckage."
The captain agreed, "Yes, sir."
The broadcast signal of the colonial spacecraft can be sent to the outer space of Cheslatan. Although it is a military frequency band, it will be heard by the enemy. If you are unlucky, it may attract enemy warships to land in Cheslatan, but this is also There was no other way. Fu Qinghai guessed that Wokuotai had other tasks and purposes, otherwise he would not have made this move.
The next day, the residents of the Cheslatan colonial stronghold drove all kinds of strange vehicles and marched toward the wreckage of the battleship.
Whether it is industrial production or agricultural planting, they all require a complete industrial chain. On an isolated colonial planet, every piece of iron sheet is a resource, not to mention a warship.
Wokuotai also needs military communication equipment from the frigate, augurs, etc.
Fu Qinghai was also among the team excavating the wreckage.
He has now figured out two problems.
First of all, there is indeed a white-scarred battleship in outer space named "Dagger", otherwise Ogedai's broadcast would not be initiated.
Secondly, the fallen frigate came from the Sons of Horus, which was a warship belonging to the Sixteenth Legion. The coat of arms and logos on the wreckage of the warship have already illustrated this.
The excavation and recovery of resources started from the outside. The automatic defense weapons still operating inside the battleship had been eliminated one by one by Fu Qinghai pushing Wokuotai's wheelchair.
The residents worked enthusiastically. After all, the materials and supplies excavated belong to the colonial stronghold, and only weapons and military equipment need to be handed over to Ogedei.
But Wo Kuotai, who was supervising from the side, frowned and looked sad.
Two days have passed, and there has been no response to the colonial spacecraft's broadcast signal.
"One, two, three, get up! One, two, three, get up!"
People shouted slogans, and with the joint efforts of the cutting machinery, machine slaves, and humans, a half-buried hatch was pulled out, revealing the dark cabin inside.
A man put his head in for a look, then immediately pulled back.
"Sir." The leading man shouted towards Ogedai: "It seems to be a communication cabin."
Wo Kuotai straightened up instantly, turned to look at Fu Qinghai beside him, and said, "Come over with me."
Fu Qinghai pushed the wheelchair and ran over.
Wokuotai grabbed the upper edge of the hatch with one hand and lifted his entire upper body in. Fu Qinghai followed closely behind, ducked in, and turned on the flashlight.
The light source illuminated the cabin, and in front of him were densely packed equipment buttons and black screens, as well as a corpse of a crew member in a gray-green uniform lying aside.
Wokuotai casually pushed the crew's corpse away and looked at the communication facilities in front of him. This was not the bridge or the command center of the battleship, but there were also communication equipment.
Wo Kuotai casually pressed the button on the device twice, but there was no response from the screen. He couldn't help but clicked his tongue and frowned.
"Let me try." Fu Qinghai got in front of Wokuotai and said.
Fu Qinghai started fiddling with several pieces of equipment that were still in good condition.
This was his first time coming into contact with the communication equipment of the Human Empire in the Warhammer 40K universe, but he seemed to be extremely proficient. Fu Qinghai asked Wo Kuotai while groping for it. Wo Kuotai could tell that this was his first time seeing this thing. , because Fu Qinghai didn’t even know what many common-sense button symbols meant.
Fu Qinghai took apart the instrument's box and stuck half of his body inside. Following the guidance of his thoughts, his hands flexibly fiddled with a piece of cables and various integrated circuits.
After a while, a disgraced Fu Qinghai emerged from the box, clapped his hands, looked at the still dark and motionless screen, and said curiously: "That shouldn't be the case, I think I've done it."
What do you think... Wokuotai doesn't know what to say when he hears these three words.
Fu Qinghai looked at the instrument and squinted his eyes, thinking: What's going on, Iron Man can't fix you?
Suddenly Fu Qinghai raised his foot and kicked the communication equipment hard, and the box made a "bang" sound.
Wo Kuotai was stunned.
"Bah..." A snowflake suddenly flashed across the dark screen, and then the fluorescent lights of the three screens lit up at the same time.
Looking at the flashing text on the screen in front of him, Fu Qinghai turned around and asked:
"Is this the famous Thinker System?"
"You boy have never let me down." Wo Kuotai looked at Fu Qinghai with eyes full of approval and said, "Is Levante a forging world with advanced technology comparable to Mars? Why have I never heard of it before? "
Even a poor man from Xiachao has the ability to repair military communication equipment.
The Levante Hive is so terrifying!
"Talent, talent." Fu Qinghai explained with a smile.
Time was running out, so Wokuotai did not continue to inquire further. He picked up the headphones that had fallen on the floor and put them on. He operated the communication device for a while. When verification came up, he picked up the body on the ground with one hand and checked for fingerprints and pupils. He is also very skilled.
Ogedei pressed a button, took a deep breath, leaned down and said to the instrument: "Dagger, Dagger, I am Ogedai Mangnut. Please reply when you receive it. Please reply when you receive it. .”
After saying that, Wokuotai leaned back against the bulkhead.
…
The communication cabin was quiet, except for the soft buzzing of the equipment, there was no sound.
In the dark cabin, Wokuotai and Fu Qinghai stared at each other, and the atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.
"Hey..." An electric noise broke the quiet and awkward atmosphere, and a surprising voice sounded:
"Wo Kuotai!? Are you still alive?"
Ogedai breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but laugh: "Of course, Talal, you idiot, I am very lucky."
The voice coming from the instrument was a little urgent, saying: "How are you doing? Why did you use the Sons of Horus signal to talk to us? Where are they?"
"My situation..." Wo Kuotai looked down at his empty lower body, sighed, and said: "It's very bad, I was on the Griffin, the battleship fell into the atmosphere, and China and the others all died in the battle. "
"Only I live."
The voice on the other side was silent for a while, "Okay, I understand. I will arrange a landing craft to pick you up on the surface."
Wokuotai said: "If you track the location of this signal and locate it on the surface, you can see the wreckage of the battleship when you drop to a certain height."
"receive."
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