Fu Qinghai was naked, sitting on a metal box in the bottom chamber laboratory, with some wet culture fluid still remaining on his body.
Outside the porthole, on the dim and hazy planet Roswell 7, an undetectable small spark continued to bloom.
The earth-shattering scene of purgatory on the surface is nothing more than a small spark in space.
Fu Qinghai looked away from the window.
The short Master Quinto stood beside him. Under his dark red robe, mechanical tentacles stretched out one after another and removed the densely packed probes on Fu Qinghai's back, forehead, and chest one after another.
"Okay, the newly cultivated second heart and multiple lungs are functioning normally, and your body has returned to its original state."
Master Quinto's hoarse voice came from under the hood.
Fu Qinghai stood up, lowered his head slightly and said:
"Thank you, Master Quinto."
Master Quinto chuckled hoarsely and said:
"No need to thank me, you should be grateful for your luck. Not every Space Marine can face the Dreadnought and escape."
It seems that the news about me killing the hell beast has reached Master Quinto.
Fu Qinghai nodded and said casually:
"Master, I encountered an interesting alien creature on the surface this time that relies on parasitic animals to reproduce. Unfortunately, I did not capture a living sample, otherwise I could bring it to you for research."
Master Quinto did not show much interest. As a biological sage and alien expert, he has seen too many strange alien creatures in the past few hundred years, and most of them have no research. value.
He just nodded noncommittally and said in a hoarse voice:
"Haha, in the past time, I followed the Great Expedition of the Space Marine Legion and saw too many aliens. Most of them did not pose any threat to the human empire and were quickly exterminated by the Astartes. It’s okay to lose a sample or two. You’ve got your heart set on it, little Locke.”
"...Master, I have changed my name. My name is Qingshan now."
Fu Qinghai was a little speechless, but he said to himself that I am interested. Could you please give me some snacks?
"Oh, okay, my old and decayed memory reader can no longer be reused. I will update the note with your new name."
Fu Qinghai secretly cursed: I'm afraid the name marked for me in your memory reader is neither "Locke" nor "Qingshan".
But "Experimental Sample No. XXX-XX", right?
Fu Qinghai put on simple clothes and said goodbye to Master Quinto:
"Master, as requested, I will return to the Sossalan as soon as my injury improves. I bid you farewell. Goodbye."
"Okay, bye, little Locke."
Wearing a simple robe, Fu Qinghai walked through the corridor and returned to his personal cabin. With the help of the servitor, he put on his newly repaired power armor.
Then he set foot on the Stormbird heading for the Sossaran.
This time, apart from the pilot, he was the only one aboard the Sossalan. As soon as Fu Qinghai arrived on the boarding deck, he was greeted by Gurt, who had been waiting for a long time.
"Qingshan, I've been waiting for you for a while, come with me, the commander wants to see you."
Fu Qinghai nodded, took off his helmet, held it in his hand, and followed Gurt to the bridge.
The two passed through the busy bridge, which was full of operating crews, staff officers and servitors, and walked to the medical room behind the bridge.
In the spotless and clean medical room, Fu Qinghai saw Seth Vlahos lying on the hospital bed.
This Ultramarine Company Commander from the Ever Victorious Army looked a little sluggish at the moment, his eyes dim. He raised his head and said hoarsely:
"You're here, Qingshan."
Fu Qinghai raised his hand and clenched his fist in salute:
"Reporting to you, my lord."
"Relax. Don't be restrained. I have something to ask you."
After a pause, Vlahos continued:
"The comprehensive post-war summary report has been released and was also sent to the Gladius at the same time. Your performance was very good, Qingshan. You played the most important and indispensable role in this battle. Without you, including me, It is difficult for many Ultramarines including him to return to the battleship alive. I am very grateful to Ogodai for sending such an outstanding warrior to me."
Fu Qinghai did not pretend to be humble, he nodded and said:
"Thank you for the compliment, my lord."
Vlahos sighed and said:
"I will review the tactical arrangements for this battle. This is our internal matter. However, before that, I have a question that I need to confirm with you."
Vlahos looked at Fu Qinghai seriously and said:
"In those last few battles, we saw you fighting alongside an Eldar, yes or no?"
Sure enough, it came.
Fu Qinghai thought to himself.
From the beginning of the Great Crusade, the basic policy of the Empire was to leave diplomacy only to other human powers and to eliminate all aliens.
"Yes, you are right."
Fu Qinghai nodded and admitted generously.
It was useless not to admit it, so many people had seen it, and he and the Howling Banshee had killed many Word Bearers and Hellbeasts.
"well."
Vlahos sighed again, pinched his eyebrows in embarrassment, and said:
"Qingshan, do you know the consequences of doing this? You clearly know the empire's attitude towards the alien race... You may not realize the seriousness of the problem yet. Let me tell you something you don't know. The Markmaster Malcador is in Thailand. Laxin has established two new departments, one is called the Demon Tribunal and the other is called the Alien Tribunal. The latter is specifically aimed at your behavior. They will investigate you, arrest you, and then try you."
Fu Qinghai thought to himself, I actually know all what you said. I also know that a heresy tribunal was later established. The three formed the basis of the three major tribunals.
Fu Qinghai spread his hands: "I had no choice at the time, right? It was all for victory. Commander, no one knew the situation better than you. How should we win, how should we survive, unite all the forces that can be united, and establish The broadest people's democratic united war...I mean, adapt measures to local conditions and adapt to circumstances."
I almost made a mouthful, but I stopped it in time... Fu Qinghai thought to himself: I'm sorry you are a future biochemical soldier, you have no experience in fighting, and you don't understand the importance of the magic weapon of the united front.
"And..." After a pause, Fu Qinghai continued:
"And you must know in your heart that the Chancellor's new department is irrelevant, at least at this time. The rebels are besieging Terra. Who cares about aliens riding horses."
"You..." Vlahos was speechless for a moment.
Although the words were vulgar, they were rough but not rough. Vlahos knew that what Fu Qinghai said was true.
Seeing that Vlahos was about to speak, Fu Qinghai quickly added:
"Besides, I don't think you specifically called me here just to investigate me."
After saying that, Fu Qinghai blinked.
Vlahos rubbed his brow helplessly. He pondered for a while before saying:
"...You have finished what you said. Okay, okay, I admit that what you said is indeed what I think. We cannot leave the bravest and most meritorious soldiers to those damn bureaucracies in Terra to persecute .”
"Then I declare."
Vlahos raised his head and said slowly and seriously:
"During the battle on Planet Roswell 7, I, and the company under my command, did not see any alien creatures - I will write this sentence in the report submitted to the superior battle group and staff headquarters."
After saying that, Vlahos returned to his depressed state, waved his hand and said:
"Okay, return to your team, sergeant. My injury has not fully recovered yet. During this period, my equerry will command the Sossalan instead of me."
Seth Vlahos, the once calm but high-spirited victor, now has exhaustion and self-blame written all over his face, and he looks so down and out.
Fu Qinghai knew why he blamed himself so much. Although he won the victory in the end, the victory was so difficult. For a main cruiser to face three transport ships and be dealt such a casualty exchange ratio by the enemy commander, it was a failure in itself. .
Obviously, Vlahos took all the responsibility for the failure on himself. He blamed all the sacrificed Ultramarines on himself, and felt like "one general was incompetent and killed three armies".
But in fact, Fu Qinghai knew that this had nothing to do with Vlahos' command ability. Reincarnation was a variable factor that no one could predict. This was the same as Vlahos's genetic primarch, Robert Guilliman, who had just faced the promotion. When he became the Demon Prince Fulgrim, he suffered setbacks many times.
Can we say that Robert Guilliman's commanding ability is inferior to Fulgrim? Guilliman is the most steadfast general among all the Primarchs, but he has repeatedly fallen into Fulgrim's way. In the final analysis, it is not that Guilliman's commanding ability is inferior to Fulgrim, but that the subspace demon's methods are divorced from reality and are all kinds of strange and confusing. Unpredictable.
It is not so much the physical injury that has not fully recovered, but the psychological injury that may prevent Vlahos from continuing to command.
Fu Qinghai turned around and was about to leave, but at the end of the day, Fu Qinghai thought about it, turned to Vlahos and said:
"The most glorious day in a person's life is not the day when he or she achieves success, but the day when the challenge to life arises out of lamentation and despair, and the day when one bravely moves toward will. These are the words of a writer from my hometown. I hope It may be helpful to you, my lord.”
When Vlahos heard this, his eyes lit up slightly, he raised his head, nodded and said:
"Thank you, Qingshan."
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