Chapter 25: Warp Dreams

Fu Qinghai came to Ogedei's personal weapons room again.

But this time he came with Ogedei.

Ogedei, sitting in a wheelchair, reached out and stroked the bone-white power armor, with a complex look in his eyes.

The power armor has the cold, simple and rugged style unique to technological military equipment. There are also many Gothic religious and gorgeous metal decorations on the edges, chest, shoulder armor and other details of the armor, which organically blend these two contradictory styles together. This is the unique Gothic punk aesthetic style of Warhammer 40K.

The same style is seen in the warships, titans and buildings of the Imperium of Man in Warhammer 40,000.

Ogedei turned to Fu Qinghai and said, "This is the only set of MK4 extreme power armor in the entire Brotherhood. Are you ready?"

Fu Qinghai nodded vigorously: "I'm ready!"

"Do I need to introduce its functions?"

"I know it by heart."

I'm not bragging. Although Fu Qinghai had never worn power armor before, he was taught and trained by Master Quinto according to the requirements of the Forge Master (a more senior technical sergeant). Although his training time was quite short, he had already thoroughly studied power armor, the iconic equipment of Space Marines.

"Very good," said Ogedei, "follow me to the training cage."

Inside the training cage, several mechanical servants surrounded the tall Fu Qinghai.

Before putting it on, Fu Qinghai had carefully polished and maintained the power armor, and painted the red Martian Mechanicus emblem on the right shoulder armor - gears surrounding a skull.

Identify yourself as a technical sergeant.

In fact, this logo is not the real symbol of the technical sergeant. The real symbol should be the huge servo arms extending from both sides of the power backpack and the snarling mechanical arms behind it, which are the real signs to identify the technical sergeant.

But unfortunately, there is no special power armor for technical sergeants on the Gladius.

So Fu Qinghai could only come here to make do.

After all, Ogedei had given him the latest set of power armor on the Dagger.

On the left shoulder armor of the power armor is the lightning symbol of the White Scars Legion, which is specifically described as a red lightning bolt piercing through a golden horizontal bar with a red border.

Fu Qinghai feels that this logo is somewhat similar to the logo of Shazam! in the DC universe.

I don't know if after putting on the power armor and raising one arm to the sky and shouting "Shazam——", a bolt of lightning will strike and turn me into a muscular brother in a red tights and a white cape.

Fu Qinghai took off his robe, revealing his muscular body in only shorts.

There are two iron-gray circular metal interfaces embedded in the skin of his chest, abdomen, and back.

It added a hint of ferocity to his strong body.

These metal interfaces are interfaces generated by the black shell under the skin and are used to connect with the power armor.

With the help of the mechanical servants and mechanical arms, Fu Qinghai put on a full set of power armor.

Fu Qinghai held up the helmet with both hands, slowly put it on, and gently turned it, so that the helmet was sealed and connected to the neck armor.

The scene seen through the goggles suddenly changed.

A small green arrow appeared above the heads of Ogedei and the mechanical servants in front of him.

This is the friend-or-foe identification system at work.

Fu Qinghai's mind moved, and the scene in front of him changed again. The originally clear image became blurred, and Ogedei and the mechanical servants turned into dark red outlines with yellow edges.

This is a thermal imaging view.

In addition, there are shooting assistance systems, vehicle fire control systems, and so on.

Fu Qinghai moved his arms, felt this "second skin of the Space Marine", and nodded with satisfaction.

As expected of equipment specially tailored for Space Marines, after Fu Qinghai put it on, he was able to use it as easily as the legend said, with almost no need for adjustment time.

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In the next few days, Fu Qinghai challenged other space warriors in the company one by one under the pretext of getting acquainted and exchanging feelings with his comrades.

Fu Qinghai, who learned from Albus Lang, the best cold weapon fighter of the Falcon Brotherhood, would occasionally lose at the beginning because he was not familiar with the opponent's skills and routines. But then he crushed the opponent with his strength and was invincible in the Dagger.

The Dagger frigate is not big, and there is no racing track inside for the White Scars warriors to race. However, when the frigate occasionally slows down due to crossing the asteroid belt, Fu Qinghai can wear power armor and ride a jet motorcycle for a walk, feeling the fun of space racing and turning on asteroids. It is a true three-dimensional racing experience.

Soon, the ship broadcast a notice asking everyone to return to their cabins and work stations.

Prepare to enter the subspace.

Fu Qinghai returned to his rest cabin, washed up, and sat on the edge of the bed.

He couldn't see anything outside the frigate.

Suddenly, he felt a tremor in the floor, ceiling and surrounding fixed facilities.

Ogedei had told him that this was a sign of the battleship's core reactor outputting its full energy.

This often happens when a warship needs to fire at full power or sail at full speed.

The tremor came and went quickly, and the rest cabin soon returned to calm.

Nothing happened.

Fu Qinghai shrugged and fell asleep.

......

Fu Qinghai slowly woke up from his coma.

He frowned, muttered, and rubbed his face in a daze.

He had hardly ever felt this way since his ascension to Astartes.

This feeling of poor sleep quality.

My head feels heavy and aching.

Fu Qinghai shook his head, stood up and walked to the bathroom.

He took a handful of cold water with both hands and rubbed his face.

Fu Qinghai raised his head and looked at himself in the mirror. His eyes were bloodshot, he had dark eye bags, short stubble, and a tired look.

What's going on?

Fu Qinghai was about to take a closer look at his facial skin.

Huh?

The corner of my eye jumped.

Just now, he noticed out of the corner of the mirror that it seemed to flicker suddenly.

Fu Qinghai reached out and pressed the corner of the mirror, and the mirror surface clearly reflected his thumb.

No problem.

Then he turned his head and looked behind him.

There's nothing there.

This is strange... Fu Qinghai muttered to himself. He remembered that something flashed in the corner of the mirror just now, but he couldn't see it clearly. It was like a 3A game played on an old graphics card and an antique monitor, with an indescribable mosaic-like blur.

Fu Qinghai returned to the bedroom and just as he walked to the bed, he suddenly heard a low call coming from outside the cabin door.

Fu Qinghai frowned, walked to the door and listened attentively.

"Blue sea...hiss...Blue~sea..."

At that moment, a vague sound rushed into his eardrum, far away yet close, as if someone was blowing into his ear.

Fu Qinghai opened the door instantly.

For some reason, he didn't think about a question in his mind -

His name was "Locke" in Xiachao and Cheslatan, and "Qingshan" after his promotion. No one here knew his real name was Fu Qinghai.

Fu Qinghai felt a little confused, but the conditioned reflex developed from long-term training made him immediately open a box on the bedside and take out a grenade launcher.

He quickly pulled the bolt to load the gun and aimed it at the hatch.

Holding the gun with one hand, he pressed the hatch open button with the other.

The hatch slowly opened, revealing a white corridor outside, empty of people.

A breeze blew in from outside the cabin door, and goose bumps appeared on Fu Qinghai's calves.

cold.

Even though Fu Qinghai was only wearing a pair of tight sports shorts.

But this feeling still surprised him.

He hasn't felt cold for a long time since he was promoted to a Space Marine.

It seemed like a chill from the depths of the soul.

Fu Qinghai stepped out of the cabin, searching the corridor with the muzzle of his gun following his gaze.

On the left, a man in the legion's white crew uniform with red edges was walking slowly into the distance with his back to him.

The tight-fitting uniform outlines her graceful figure, and her short black hair is draped behind her ears.

Fu Qinghai narrowed his eyes. There were few female mortal crew members on the Short Sword frigate, and he didn't remember such a tall and slender crew member.

He pointed his gun at the back and said:

"Stop, soldier."

The figure paused.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"Turn around." Fu Qinghai continued.

The uniformed figure remained unmoved.

"I am the Space Marine Qingshan. I order you to turn around, soldier!" Fu Qinghai emphasized.

The crew member slowly turned around, revealing a face that seemed to be smiling.

When he saw that face, Fu Qinghai's eyes widened instantly.

It was an exquisite Asian face with an oval shape, a long and slender nose, long eyelashes... and no pupils in the eyes.

She is Fu Qinghai's ex-girlfriend in his previous life on Earth.

The woman grinned, and as she grinned, her face began to distort, as if her entire face was put into PS and being pulled by various lasso tools.

"Stranger..." A deep, hoarse, inhuman voice came out from the woman's mouth, which was almost open to her ears.

"Who are you?" Fu Qinghai gripped the gun handle tightly and forced himself to calm down.

"Stranger..." The monster in front of him ignored Fu Qinghai's question and continued to talk to himself:

"I chew your memories, your soul doesn't belong here..."

Hearing this, Fu Qinghai didn't think any more and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"Bang!"

Fu Qinghai suddenly woke up from the bed.

He was sweating profusely and breathing heavily.

Fu Qinghai looked around and saw the familiar bed and walls.

This is a dream... Before Fu Qinghai could sort out his thoughts, there was a loud knock on the door.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The sound was as loud as a pile driver hitting the door.

Before Fu Qinghai could stand up, the cabin door opened.

Ogedei and Talal walked in with a yellow-haired young man with a white cloth wrapped around his forehead.

The three of them looked at Fu Qinghai, who was sweating profusely on the bed, and Ogedei asked,

"Fan Lier told me that he detected a huge spiritual energy fluctuation from your cabin. What happened, Qingshan?"

Fu Qinghai looked bewildered and said, "I just had a dream..."

"Dream? What kind of dream?" Talar asked.

"I dreamed of a woman, a woman who was wearing a white scar sailor uniform and looked very strange. She said to me...said..." Fu Qinghai got stuck while speaking. He really didn't know how to explain the rest of the words.

Unlike the confusion in the dream, he immediately regained his ability to think as soon as he woke up. Words like "the soul doesn't belong here" and "foreigner" obviously meant that the monster in the dream knew that he was from Earth by understanding his memory.

There are two other obvious pieces of evidence: the monster calls him "Qinghai" and the face that the monster transforms into is the face of an ex-girlfriend in his previous life on Earth.

"…I forgot."

"Forgot?" Talar and Ogedei asked in unison.

"Yes, my head hurts so much now and I can't remember anything." Fu Qinghai rubbed his head with both hands as if in pain.

The two Space Marines didn't know what to do and looked at Vanriel who had been silent.

Fan Lier stared at Fu Qinghai for a while and said:

"Qingshan's body is fine now. I don't sense any spiritual energy fluctuations from him. There is no smell of ether here either. Everything has disappeared."

Ogedei and Talar looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

Finally, Ogedei could only say to Fu Qinghai: "Take a rest and go to Master Quinto to check your physical condition."

Just left.

After the three people left, Fu Qinghai got up from the bed and went to the mirror in the bathroom "again".

The person in the mirror, apart from the sweat marks on his face, had no bags under his eyes, no red bloodshot eyes, no stubble, and was clean and healthy.

Fu Qinghai leaned his hands on the sink and began to think.

Currently, the frigate is sailing in the Warp under the protection of Geller's Stand. As an alien who has read the official novel of Warhammer 40K, he knows the inside story of the Warp better than Ogedei and Talar.

The essence of the subspace is the projection of the emotions and consciousness of various intelligent creatures in the universe.

There is not only endless violent energy here, but also consciousness, living things, and even... God.

The Eldar have their own gods, and the Orks have their own gods.

Humans... maybe too.

Until the Horus Heresy tore open the hideous veil of the Warp, the human empire's understanding and use of the Warp remained at a relatively superficial level.

Limited to astropathic communications and subspace jumps.

But other races, the Eldar, the Old Ones, the Orks and even the humans of the Golden Age (officially called the Dark Ages by the Empire) and some human colonies lost in the universe, all have a deeper understanding of the Warp.

Fu Qinghai's own interpretation of the dream just now was that a powerful subspace being noticed him and forced its way through the shielding of the Geller force field to communicate with him.

That being should not be at the level of the Four Chaos Evil Gods. That would be too self-conceited. Those four usually only focus on outstanding heroes among humans, or extremely evil people.

But it cannot be ordinary warp creatures, such as astral ghosts, psychic poison bees and the like. These low-level warp creatures without intelligence are basically unable to invade the Geller force field.

He should be a lord-level subspace boss.

Having no clue, Fu Qinghai simply stopped thinking about it. The frigate was about to leave the subspace anyway.

......

In the corridor of the battleship, three people walked side by side.

Ogedei asked the question again: "Van Lier, are you sure Qingshan has no psychic talent?"

Van Lier nodded. "I'm pretty sure he didn't."

"Then how do you explain what happened just now?" Ogedei asked immediately.

Van Lier was silent.

This tall, thin young man with blond hair and eyes covered seemed to not know how to explain to Ogedei, and seemed to be trying to organize his words.

After thinking for a moment, he asked, "Do you believe in magic and witchcraft, Captain Ogedei?"

Ogedei said bluntly, "You don't have to be like this, Vanriel. The White Scars have plenty of think tanks. The great Storm Prophet Yesugei is just a so-called wizard in the eyes of ignorant mortals. We Chogris are different from some blind people on Terra. We clearly know the existence of the Road to Heaven and we are in awe of it."

Van Lier nodded and said slowly: "That's good. Then, Captain Ogedei, do you think there are living things in the subspace?"

"This…" Ogedei was choked.

If it were Ogedei when he first joined the Great Crusade, he would have scoffed at the idea that there were demons and ghosts in the warp.

However, after the outbreak of the Horus Heresy, what Qin Xia and others saw and heard on the surface of Prospero, and the astronomical messages from the Battle of Signus, many rumors slowly fermented in the army.

Without waiting for Ogedei to finish his words, Van Lier said directly,

"When I was a child, I saw vague records about the demons in the subspace in the ancient books preserved in our Lier family library. I don't know whether those records are true or false... But if you want to ask me the answer, I think that is the answer."

After saying this, Van Lier turned around and returned to his cabin.

Only Ogedei and Talar were left standing there, trying to figure out the meaning of these words.

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(End of this chapter)