Infinite Stream Metaverse

Chapter 179 Scarlet Letter Warrior Fu Qinghai

Schwerin Hive, Low Earth Orbit, Spaceport.

This is a huge space station, which is in the shape of a gyro as a whole, with multi-layer concentric rings around the central axis, which are the berths for spaceships.

At this time, there are a few spaceships parked here sparsely, all of which belong to the privateer fleet of the Thorndike family. The sword-class frigate Lady Luck is not the largest one, but because of the sharp and slender shape of the standard imperial battleship, most notable.

Koshvito led the gang and came out one by one from the open cargo hold on the side of the cargo airship of the Sommerfeld family.

Squeezing between the cargo and traveling through the atmosphere in a bumpy cargo airship was not a good experience, but no one complained, and they quietly surrounded the exclusive berth area of ​​the Thorndike family as planned after disembarking.

The Spartan gang ambushed far away from the frigate of the Lady Luck, quietly observing the frigate in the distance between the stacked cargo boxes.

Compared with other generations of Thor's Hammer power armor, the black Thor's Hammer assault power armor of Koshweto's second-stage black team has some special features, such as the visual compensation of the mask, which can see five kilometers away. Hiding behind the cargo box, he carefully analyzed the peripheral defense layout of the frigate in the distance.

In the distance, the tail of the frigate is connected to the berth of the space port through a steel corridor bridge. The spacious berth area is filled with the goods of the Thorndike family. There are family private soldiers with laser guns and shotguns standing guard and patrolling. They are dressed in All kinds of people are not uniform, but they are all men with strong physiques and fierce eyes.

These seasoned sailors, who have been tested in gang battles, are often handicapped, but they are the backbone of the Rogue Trader fleet, and they have rich combat experience in the narrow cabin.

A bald man with tubular implants on the back of his head was standing in front of an open box, holding an electronic tablet, checking and counting things in his mouth, and he looked like he should be in charge.

Both of his arms have been replaced by mechanical prosthetics, and two servo skulls are suspended above his shoulders, and cables are connected to the back of his head under the servo skulls.

Koshwito looked at the subordinates next to him and said:

"Codename for this operation: Left Jab. Hulda, it's your turn."

The woman lifted the cloak and robe, revealing that she was actually wearing a full set of power armor underneath.The dark gray armor shell is thinner than the Thor Hammer series power armor, and there are also black fiber suits between the pieces of armor. The biggest difference from the latter is that the helmet is a nearly spherical golden mask, like a flying helmet, while Not the half-enclosed gold visor like Koshwito's, motorcycle helmet style.

Secondary Power Penetration Armor, also known as SPI Power Armor, was developed by the ONI Watershed Division. It is characterized by the ability to imitate the surrounding environment through the photosensitive response panel to achieve chameleon-like invisibility. It can be regarded as the active camouflage system of the Star Alliance. UNSC version.

This is a special power armor distributed to some Spartan Phase III fighters. It is not as powerful as the power armor of the Thor Hammer series, but the cost of manufacturing and maintenance is also greatly reduced.

After all, the cost of a set of Thor's Hammer power armor is almost equivalent to that of a Charon-class light frigate.

Hulda looked up at Koshwito, who was more than two meters tall, and whispered in the communication channel:
"Boss, I didn't expect that I could wear your power armor, it fits pretty well."

Koshwito said lightly:
"In the mission operation, you should call the boss, not the boss. Also, this is my girlfriend's power armor, not mine."

Hulda nodded, "Yes, sir."

After finishing speaking, a large piece of fine and fragmented blurred vision mosaic flickered on the surface of Hulda's armor, and the photosensitive response panel began to function, and the entire set of power armor slowly changed color, becoming exactly the same as the surrounding environment.

Hulda picked up the power sword seized from the Thorndike family, and with the cover of the material box and the sling track, bent her body and carefully walked towards the berth area.

From a distance, it looks like a sword floating in mid-air.

Koshwito closed his eyes a little unbearably.

Fortunately, Hulda also knew how to walk forward, holding the weapon as close to the ankle as possible.

Soon, Hulda was approaching a group of sailors on patrol.

Koshwito raised his head to check, and took out a large pistol-shaped weapon from his cloak, twisted a black cylinder onto it, and "clicked" it into place, and then folded like a small camera screen The display screen popped up from the side of the big pistol, and Koshwito tapped his fingers to set the detonation time.

According to the plan, Hulda had to sneak into the frigate first to prevent the other party from disconnecting the bridge and escaping. The woman clenched the power sword in her hand, thought about it, and finally decided to give up the weapon, put the power sword on the ground lightly, got up and walked along. On the edge of the berth, tiptoe to the connecting bridge.

It may be that the deserted spaceport has been in peace for a long time, and the vigilance has been relaxed, and none of the sailors has discovered the existence of Hulda.

The moment she was about to step on the connecting bridge.

The servo skull floating above the manager's shoulder suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction of Hulda. The empty eye sockets suddenly emitted a red light, and the electrical signal went straight to the back of the head along the connecting wire.

The person in charge who received the warning from the servo skull suddenly turned around, pointed at the empty connection bridge, and shouted:
"Someone invaded!"

"there!"

Before the sailors could react, Koshwito stood up from behind the pile of boxes, raised the pistol with the cylindrical barrel in his hand, and pointed it at the berth area.

"boom!"

The cylinder was ejected, and before it landed, it exploded in mid-air.

"boom--"

The bright yellow flame exploded in the air, the flames engulfed a large number of sailors, and the shock wave shook the scene into chaos.

M363 long-range projectile detonator gun, commonly known as "sticky detonator gun".

The flames of the explosion have not yet been extinguished, and the Spartan warrior has already jumped out from behind the pile of boxes. While running at high speed, he tore off the tattered cloak he was wearing, pulled out the needle gun on his waist, and fired continuously at the front. .

"Whoosh whoosh!"

The trigger was held tight, and sharp lavender crystal needles shot out from the muzzle of the gun. Koshwito did not need to aim, and the Subanis crystal automatically searched for biological signals and thermal signals, turned in mid-air, and filled the sailors one by one. cheeks.

Koshweto kept running at high speed, held the needle gun in one hand, emptied nineteen rounds of magazines in one go, and inserted it back into his waist. He leaned over to pick up Hulda's power sword, threw it at the connecting bridge, and then Pull out the railgun from behind, raise the gun, aim, and shoot.

Magnetic sparks flashed in the rails, and there was a shriek of bullets piercing through the air. The person in charge who was dodging and not in a hurry was shot in the head. His head exploded like a watermelon, blood rained down, and his body fell on his back weakly. The two servo skulls remained still. Hovering sluggishly, the broken connecting cable hangs in mid-air, swinging left and right.

"Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap!"

All the lavender crystals inserted into the faces of the sailors suddenly burst, and the dense crystal fragments knocked down the surrounding sailors again. Some people cried out in pain while hugging their limbs scratched and torn by the crystals.

Hulda raised his hand to firmly receive the power sword whirling in the air, slashed the sword, and cut off half of a sailor's body. Due to the rapid movement, the light spots all over his body flickered messily, turned around and rushed towards the connecting bridge leading to the frigate .

The battles and explosions in the berth area of ​​the spaceport also alarmed the frigate. The multiple connecting bridges connecting the spaceport and the rear of the battleship are being disconnected one by one, and plasma flames are lit in the nozzles of the sublight speed engines.

Countless red lasers lighted up behind Koshweto. This was the other members of the Spartans covering him. The Spartans, who had the upper hand, suppressed the private soldiers of the Thorndike family for a while. Can't get up.

Hulda had already rushed into the frigate, restarted his invisibility, and hid himself. Koshwito ignored the moaning sailors lying on the ground, stowed the rail gun behind his shoulder, turned on the hand knife sprint mode, He took a big step, flew seven or eight meters in mid-air, and landed on the deck of the frigate with a "bang".

In the frigate, a sailor had just raised the shotgun in his hand when he was punched in the chest by Koshwitoyan. The sternum collapsed on the spot and flew backwards. His body hit the wall and fell to the ground.

Koshvito turned and shouted:

"Follow!"

A group of Spartans running with guns jumped onto the frigate one after another.

……

meeting room.

This meeting room is so large, I am afraid that it is not an exaggeration to call it a "conference hall" or a "conference palace".

The vast and towering dome has a perfectly round outline without interruption or edges and corners. It seems to be the dome of the sky in the world, and it is filled with colorful murals.

Fu Qinghai stood quietly in front of the big French window with his hands behind his back, looking at the turbulent sea of ​​clouds in front of him, just like the treacherous situation in Shiweilin Chaodu.

Behind him, the noble representatives of Hive City sitting around the conference table all looked at his tall and burly back, all were speechless, and no one dared to speak first to break the silence.

"grown ups."

In the end, it was Valentin Sommerfeld who copied the dry and husky voice and asked knowingly:
"So, we are all very curious, where did you come from, and why did you come to the Hive Capital of Schwerin this time?"

Fu Qinghai turned around slowly, and a cold, dull and sonorous voice came out from the loudspeaker:
"I came from the stars, with vengeance, with flames of war, with the emperor's gospel, and the oath poured in his name!"

Fu Qinghai walked slowly to the table, put his hands on the table, and looked down at the nobles present. The huge black body brought an invisible sense of oppression, and said in a deep voice:

"I just want to ask, everyone here, is the nest capital of Schwerin still part of the empire's territory?"

"When... of course."

It was the same skinny old man, Valentin Sommerfeld, whose voice trembled at this moment when facing Fu Qinghai's murderous intent, regardless of whether he was the enemy or himself:
"We, the Sommerfeld family, will always be loyal to His Majesty the Emperor, and will always be loyal to Holy Terra."

Fu Qinghai turned to look at the next person on the conference table:

"how about you?"

"I... I am the current patriarch of the Cronin family, and I am also loyal to the Emperor."

The short and fat man who was stared at by Fu Qinghai said hurriedly with a serious expression.

"Humph!"

Before Fu Qinghai asked about the next noble representative, a discordant cold snort sounded from the other end of the large conference table.

Fu Qinghai raised his head and looked over.

A middle-aged man with full black hair and a gorgeous dress was sitting at the far end of the conference table. He looked at Fu Qinghai with a worried expression, and said with a sneer:
"Everyone, have you forgotten the message of the astropath, who is the new master of this galaxy?"

"Does a mere star warrior who fights alone with his bare hands scare you?"

"But……"

The patriarch of the Cronin family turned around and was about to speak when he was interrupted by a black-haired middle-aged man:
"I know what you want to say, Oswald Cronin, you want to say that a space marine will not appear alone on the hive city, do you? But take a good look at him, his armor is broken, He even put down his weapons, but what about his fleet? What about his legion? None of them appeared!"

The black-haired middle-aged man stood up, pointed at Fu Qinghai, and said loudly:
"He is a lone wolf! A stray dog ​​loyal to the pathetic false emperor. The empire has already changed, so why should we be afraid of him!"

Facing the man's yelling and insulting, Fu Qinghai didn't feel annoyed at all. He stood up straight, looked at the man at the far end of the conference table, and asked calmly:
"Presumably, this is Baron Zedo, right?"

The black-haired middle-aged man raised his eyebrows and asked:

"you know me?"

"Hehehe..."

Fu Qinghai laughed and said:
"It's not just acquaintance, I'm here for you."

Coming after me?
Baron Zedu showed a look of surprise when he heard the words, and stopped talking nonsense, waved his hands and shouted:
"Come on!"

The sound of explosions and battles resounded outside the meeting room door. Immediately afterwards, the alloy-cast door was melted open by the jet of plasma, the door panel was kicked open, and a group of soldiers with plasma weapons rushed into the meeting room.

They were holding huge, stubby plasma guns in their hands, and a row of black holes aimed at everyone in the conference room.

"Zedu, what do you want to do!?"

"Are you going to start an all-out war with all the spire families!?"

The nobles present were stunned at the time, and hurriedly shouted and asked.

"Hahaha!"

Baron Zedu laughed loudly, his eyes of hatred swept across the people in the conference room, and he said with a distorted grin:

"I have long wanted to find a chance to wipe you all out. If it weren't for my inability to control the entire Hive City in a short period of time, do you think you can survive until now?"

He turned his head to look at Fu Qinghai, his face was full of joy after the scheme succeeded, he laughed and said:

"You may not know, I have foreseen that you will come to the meeting room alone, but in the prophecy you will come fully armed, and this time..."

"I asked the attendant officer to tell you in advance that you can only enter the meeting site by disarming your weapon. You are too big, space warrior, you without weapons, what do you use to fight me?"

Baron Zedu opened his mouth, spread his hands, and said with a chuckle:
"Fuck the truth of the empire, look, this is the power of psionic and magic, this is the supreme power of the Lord of Change, this is..."

Before he finished speaking, Fu Qinghai suddenly raised both arms, and aimed his palms at Baron Zedu and the soldiers in front of him. The hexagonal armor covering his palms slid away, revealing two miniature reactors, and Together with the thick lightning on the breastplate, it lit up with a blazing light...

"Who told you I'm unarmed?"

Fu Qinghai tilted his head and asked.

"Biu—"

"Biu! Biu! Biu!"

The arc pulse cannon that had been fully charged fired out brazenly, and the soldiers on the opposite side of the conference table also pulled the trigger at the same time. The blue coils on the back of the plasma gun lit up, and the plasma beam gushed out. The conference room was filled with blazing white beams of light and faint blue beams, flying alternately.

Baron Zedu threw himself down the first time Fu Qinghai fired the laser, and Fu Qinghai also raised his hand to fight back while dodging with a low body, but his movements did not seem to be as flexible and agile as before, and were a little sluggish and stiff.

This was a pain for the representatives of the nobles who were between the two of them. At the first moment of firing, seven or eight people were melted and vaporized by the plasma beam.The heavy curtains of red velvet and the exquisite and gorgeous relief murals were all burned, pierced and peeled off in the mixed attack of laser and plasma.

The heavy ceramic-steel-plastic-steel composite armor offset the plasma beams that passed by Fu Qinghai a few times, but he was too suppressed to lift his head, so he could only hide behind the large conference table, relying on cover to fight against the soldiers. shot.

Baron Zedu was lying on the ground and saw the body of a dead soldier. There was a plasma gun lying quietly beside him. He gritted his teeth, picked up the heavy plasma gun, held it under his armpit, and crawled from the conference table. On the other side, he moved over and over again.

The shooting was still going on, and when Baron Zedu finally turned over a pile of corpses of noble representatives, quietly poked his head out from a corner of the conference table, aimed at Fu Qinghai and raised the plasma gun in his hand...

"go to hell!"

He grinned and yelled, and pulled the trigger brazenly.

"Biu!"

A blue light beam flashed, and the plasma beam melted through most of Fu Qinghai's helmet.

The joy on Baron Zedo's face just froze in an instant.

Inside the helmet, it was empty.

There is no imaginary splash of plasma and brains, no half of the head that has been scorched black, only the edge of the armor that is red and melted, and the empty cavity inside.

It's you, Rubrica!
If Professor Ahriman, the chief think tank of the Thousand Sons Legion, was here at this moment, he would have thought that this power armor had been cast with the scarlet letter spell for which he was famous, and that the soul of a Thousand Sons Legion space warrior was bound inside.

But not.

Baron Zedo was lying on the floor, his brain stopped, his mouth was half open, and he was dumbstruck.

For the remaining three soldiers, the plasma guns in their hands had been severely overheated, and they stopped pulling the trigger in the face of such a strange turn of events.

The helmet goggles were damaged, which seemed to have affected the aiming of the power suit. The unmanned empty shell power suit slowly raised its arm again, crookedly aiming at a direction where there was no one, and the white light in the palm would light up. rise.

"Shh!"

Behind the three soldiers, the light of the knife flashed with a faint blue arc, and the three bodies were cut off in an instant. The cuts were smooth and neat, and the blood had not had time to gush out.

"Pfft!"

Six dead bodies fell to the ground.

Baron Zedu turned his head in horror, and saw a muscular man wearing only tight black shorts. He was holding a straight-blade power long knife in his hand and walking towards him with a grinning grin.

Baron Zedu hurriedly picked up the plasma gun in his hand, and was about to turn over when a long knife flew towards him like lightning.

"Damn!"

There was a huge long knife stuck in Baron Zedo's chest, half of his chest seemed to be split by the blade, and his whole body was nailed to the beautifully carved floor.

Bright red blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, Baron Zedo's eyes bulged, his body shook, his head tilted, and he died.

The fierce battle ended, and the entire space was finally quiet.

In the conference room, corpses were scattered all over, and blood flowed.

With bare feet, Fu Qinghai stepped on the cold stone floor, stepped over the corpse, let the blood flow over his insteps, leaving sticky bloody footprints, and came to Baron Zedu's corpse.

A gray-haired young woman followed closely behind her. She didn't care a bit about the disgusting smell of blood at the meeting, and stared at Fu Qinghai's naked back with smooth skin and knotted muscles.

Fu Qinghai raised his hand and pulled out the Blue Blade, looked at the face of Baron Zedu who was dying, and sighed:
"You see, I never believed in magic and prophecy."

"Master, you are back."

A mechanical electronic female voice came out from the loudspeaker of the Blue Shell Power Armor, and the empty shell armor turned around to face Fu Qinghai's direction and stood still.

Fu Qinghai nodded and said:
"Yes, I'm back, no need to shoot lasers at the wall anymore."

The Blue Shell Power Armor opened its arms, and the scorched black and broken armor pieces on its body opened like lotus blossoms, revealing a humanoid space that could just wrap Fu Qinghai's body.

Fu Qinghai was about to walk over and recombine with the Blue Shell Power Armor, when suddenly, a rumbling voice sounded from behind:
"Wait a moment."

Fu Qinghai turned around in doubt.

Gladys shrank his shoulders, looked up at Fu Qinghai, and whispered:

"Can I... can I touch you, my lord?"

Fu Qinghai: "???"

…………

　Thank you, the names I remembered have been taken up, I don’t know what to change the name, the rewards from the two book friends, your IDs really complement each other.

Thank you, wandering souls from all over the world, historical bystanders, and two book friends for their rewards.

This chapter was originally planned to be posted at noon, but it was accidentally enlarged, and with revisions, I like to revise it repeatedly after writing an article. I am a bit obsessive-compulsive, so I can only post it at night.

　
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