Fu Qinghai and Wo Kuotai sat side by side on a steel plate on the top of the battleship, looking at the residents working enthusiastically below. The stars gradually set, and the setting sun drew two long silhouettes in front of them.
One big and one small.
"It's been a day, why haven't they come yet?" Fu Qinghai asked.
Wokuotai calmly watched the busy scene below and said calmly: "The spacecraft is a bit far away from the planet. They may also be confirming my identity."
"Your identity?"
"You know, psykers have some special abilities."
Special means? Hearing this, Fu Qinghai looked at Wo Kuotai with eyes full of curiosity.
Ogedei explained: "As far as I know, the chief storm prophet of our legion can also cause a strong Astartes to lose his memory temporarily, forget his own purpose, and forget what just happened."
"Oh." Fu Qinghai said, a little disappointed. He thought that the psykers of the Space Marine Corps could directly control a person's mind like Yuri.
Ogodei's comrades may be worried that Ogodei was briefly brainwashed by the legionary think tank of the Sons of Horus. This is possible, but it is unlikely.
Fu Qinghai couldn't think of the significance of a precious legion think tank appearing on a remote planet like Cheslatan.
The appearance of a Space Marine is news enough.
Even brainwashing can only last for a short period of time and cannot control a Space Marine for a long time.
Thinking further, the current Son of Horus, the former Luna Wolves, clearly supported the Emperor's decision to cancel the think tank establishment at the Caenia Conference to discuss the regulations for the use of Legion psykers. In the Sixteenth Legion, The proportion of think tank units is not high.
"Believe me, they will come soon." Wo Kuotai comforted.
Fu Qinghai also had some expectations in his heart. He hoped that many of his doubts could be answered in the subsequent landing.
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In the distance, a fixed-wing aircraft painted in white and red stirred up violent dust. With the roar of the engine, the huge fuselage slowly descended.
Different from the streamlined aerodynamic shape that was popular among previous earth aircraft, this aircraft, in addition to being comparable in size to a space shuttle, has an overall appearance with sharp edges and corners, straight and rigid lines, strong and thick armor, and is full of ferocious muscles.
The main wing is set back, and there are two small canards next to the nose. The two wings are equally strong, thick and sharply angular. Two pairs of dark side double-mounted heavy explosive bombs are exposed on the sides of the fuselage.
If the fighter planes on Earth in the previous life were elegant and slender ladies, this behemoth is a muscular man armed to the teeth.
The Warhawk VI transport craft, also known as the Stormbird, is a common attack and transport craft for the Space Marine Legion. It can fly both outside and within the atmosphere. It is usually used as a landing craft by the Space Marine Legion.
Fu Qinghai had no objection to its appearance, which looked very strong and durable, but very unaerodynamic. There was no need to consider the aerodynamic shape when flying outside the atmosphere, but when flying within the atmosphere...
As we all know, as long as the power is enough, bricks can fly into the sky. Only those sissy aircraft with insufficient engine thrust need to consider aerodynamic shape. Mindlessly adding thrust is the essence of the violent aesthetics of flight (dog head).
Looking at the slowly landing Storm Bird in the distance, Fu Qinghai's thoughts gradually jumped out of the universe itself.
The White Scars of the Fifth Legion are essentially the product of GW’s British screenwriters who have little knowledge of Mongolian culture. The setting of this legion draws heavily on the culture and systems of many grassland regimes, including Mongolia, Jin, and Liao. Various popular cultures influence each other. As the second whip of God, the Mongol Empire is naturally mysterious, powerful and attractive in the minds of modern Europeans. For example, the German band Genghis Khan (Dschinghis Khan) was popular in Europe and America during the disco era. ) is a good example.
But Europeans' love for Mongolian culture is more of a Ye Gong-like yearning, and they don't really understand Mongolian culture. Mongolian culture is also a part of Chinese culture. As a Chinese, Fu Qinghai naturally has a deeper understanding of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty than the average European. However, he thought about it carefully and found that it was precisely because of the smattering of GW's screenwriters that he had a deeper understanding of Mongolia. An understanding of history and culture cannot help him better integrate into the White Scars Legion. More, he has to rely on trying to recall the development context of the original plot to obtain benefits.
After it came to a stop, the hatch in the belly of the Stormbird slowly opened, and Fu Qinghai pushed Wogotai's wheelchair forward.
A tall silhouette appeared in the smoke that had not yet dissipated, and a pair of scarlet lights lit up. They were the eyepieces of the Astartes armor helmet.
The smoke dissipated, and a tall warrior wearing armor and a helmet walked down the hatch. He gently took off his helmet and placed it on his waist, revealing a weather-beaten face with a shaved head. His first glance He looked at the empty lower body of Wokuotai in the wheelchair. The original joy on his face gradually disappeared, and he spoke in a complicated tone:
"Ogedei, my brother, are you okay?"
Wo Kuotai in the wheelchair stared intently at the tall warrior in front of him, suddenly laughed and opened his arms, saying: "Of course, Talal, I'm very good, better than ever!"
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In Calvin's little villa.
Two men who were huge and obviously different from ordinary people sat opposite each other. There was no one else here, even Calvin himself was kicked out of the living room.
"This is a colonial planet of little value. It has not yet had time to establish an agricultural and breeding factory. It has no food, fuel, materials, supplies, or population. Why do the Sons of Horus want to come here?" Talal asked.
"I don't know," Wo Kuotai pursed his lips, "But I have a guess."
"What guess?"
"They don't know either." After Wokuotai finished speaking, he poured a glass of wine into the cup.
"What do you mean? Oh, you mean..." Talal, who was sitting opposite, was stunned for a moment and then realized what he was saying.
"That's right, this is a planet discovered and conquered by Expedition Fleet No. 17, not by us or the Sons of Horus." After speaking, Ogedai shook the amber liquid in the glass and looked up. Drink it all in one gulp.
Smacking his lips, Ogedei continued: "Look, the Blood Angels conquered a planet and marked it on the star map as a Terra-like planet suitable for the development of agriculture. That's it. , they have no need and no way to inform other legions of the actual development of this planet."
"After all, the psychic communications of the Astropaths are short, fragmented, and precious. You also know that they cannot be used to transmit such irrelevant information."
"And when the Sons of Horus saw a planet marked as an agricultural world on a star map, what do you think they would do?"
"No matter what, they will come and take a look first." Talal affirmed.
Let’s talk about whether there are dates or not.
"That's right, and then we happened to hit each other." After Wogotai said this, he pushed his wheelchair towards the cabinet nearby.
"This wine is quite tasty. I thought that apart from the strong liquor of Chogris, there would be no swill produced by other planets that would interest me. Maybe the loss of my legs has changed my taste. I I have to go find two more bottles in his cabinet.”
"You bandit." Talal laughed and scolded, "To be honest, when you decided to lead the tactical team to launch a gang-hopping attack on the Griffin, we all thought you were crazy. Now that I can see you alive, I have already I feel very lucky.”
"We can't let go of any traitor." At this point, Ogedai stopped rummaging. He frowned and stared at the floor in front of him, seeming to recall something painful. "I thought of the sea. All, when I think of Argil, I think of many of my brothers who did not die in the battle with the greenskins, but fell under the swords of their own people."
A trace of hatred flashed in Ogedai's eyes, "I can't wait to catch up with our fleet now and go to Terra to fight the traitors to the death, for the sake of Khan and the emperor."
"You are right." Talal said solemnly, "But don't forget, we have a mission."
"I didn't forget." Wo Kuotai closed the cabinet and found nothing. "No need to say more, let's set off now."
"But before setting off, I have to take someone with me."
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