On the "night" of the next day, Fu Qinghai walked out of the training cage, rubbed his shoulders and arms covered with bruises, said goodbye to several new friends such as Papa, Dunlop, and Willard, and returned to his home. rest cabin.
Gurt, an old acquaintance, was considered to be Vlahos' confidant. He was usually very busy with work, patrolling the deck, and doing so and so, so he had no time to spend the whole day in the training cage with Fu Qinghai.
Today, Fu Qinghai made an appointment with three new Ultramarines to spar and practice in the training cage.
Beat him up.
Space Marines are soldiers, not combat athletes. In addition to shooting training with various firearms, they are accustomed to using various weapons for combat training. There is not much training with bare hands, and there is no practice of ground techniques and surrender techniques.
Therefore, the scene of several two-meter-plus muscular men fighting together does not seem as philosophical as the WWE wrestling scene.
Naturally, people wearing thick power armor cannot use ground techniques, and subjugation techniques designed for human joint structures have no effect on aliens of different shapes.
So when Fu Qinghai was knocked off his weapon and subdued Wilana with a crossbar, Papa and Dunlop, who were training outside the cage, were shocked.
Never seen such a move before.
Papa was pestering Fu Qinghai to learn this trick.
But Fu Qinghai told him that this was a trick that was basically useless in actual combat.
No matter what, the feeling of a one versus three battle is not pleasant.
When Fu Qinghai lay on the bed, his whole body ached.
Suddenly, a black communicator placed on the bedside table vibrated twice.
This is a simple reminder device designed by Fu Qinghai.
Fu Qinghai lazily reached for the communicator and put it to his ear:
"Crooked?" Fu Qinghai asked listlessly.
"Hmm... hello, is it Qingshan?"
On the other end of the communicator, a slightly hoarse, sexy and magnetic voice sounded.
? ? ? Fu Qinghai had a question mark on his forehead.
What does it mean to suddenly make a deliberately artificial bubble sound?
Fu Qinghai: "Chen Xue, what are you trying to do?"
"Hee hee!" Chen Xue's normal laughter came from the other side of the communicator, and then immediately switched to a soft and magnetic voice:
"Why, don't you like my voice~"
After saying that, he breathed a soft "ha~" at the communicator.
Hiss... This breath of air seemed to penetrate Fu Qinghai's ear canal along the electromagnetic wave, and all the ear hairs around the ear holes stood up in an instant.
A hundred claws scratch the heart.
Fu Qinghai's calf muscles were tense, but he still said firmly:
"If I need ASMR services, I will order them, Ms. Chen."
Chen Xue seemed to have turned over, and there was a hint of laziness in her magnetic and soft voice as she asked:
"Hmm... I'm just curious, are you Astartes really as unresponsive as the rumors say?"
Fu Qinghai: "What the hell does it have to do with you?"
Damn it, I was molested by this woman.
It's a pity that Fu Qinghai really can't learn that artificial low bubble sound.
I really want to get my place back!
the other side.
Chen Xue saw that Fu Qinghai was not getting enough, so she raised her head and glanced at the timer on the bedside, turned over, and continued to say in that rustling bubbly voice:
"It's okay. I just want to chat with you. It's late. Then... let's take a rest?"
"Good night!" Fu Qinghai said very simply.
"OK, good night."
…
"All members, please pay attention, the subspace engine is about to start, countdown, ten, nine, eight, seven..."
A cold female voice sounded on the battleship radio.
coming soon.
Fu Qinghai sat in his personal rest cabin, holding his breath and counting silently to the broadcast in his mind.
If the message sent by Chen Xue's sister Chen Xinlu is correct, then it is time for the space hulk to appear.
The bone-white power armor has been neatly dressed, and the power sword, bolter, magazine, grenade, and helmet are placed next to the bed in order.
"Three, two..." The battleship broadcast continued to count down.
Fu Qinghai held his breath.
The tremors of the ship's hull were transmitted to the soles of Fu Qinghai's feet.
The battleship engine has begun to operate at full power. If the "space hulk" in the message does not appear again, the Sossaran will enter the subspace.
Just when the countdown is about to end.
suddenly.
"Zi... Error! Warning, subspace coordinates are abnormal, and the gravity field fluctuates violently!"
The tremors of the ship suddenly disappeared.
Fu Qinghai's eyes widened slightly.
Still that cold female voice:
"The subspace jump is cancelled. All members, please pay attention. All combatants are on standby at their respective posts immediately!"
finally come!
"call--"
Fu Qinghai slowly let out the turbid breath he had been holding in his chest.
