Chapter 29 Iron Armor Little Treasure Fu Qinghai

Fu Qinghai, fully armored, had already sat in the torpedo with its charge removed, and was looking down to check his new gun.

The crew members and servitors around were making preparations for launch.

The gun in Fu Qinghai's hand is the "new toy" mentioned by Ogedei.

After replacing the standard curved magazine of the grenade launcher with a drum magazine, Fu Qinghai, who had returned from Moradigan, went into Master Quinto's laboratory and started tinkering with it.

The result this time is a composite weapon. The principle is very simple. It combines a small flamethrower and a grenade launcher together, similar to hanging a grenade launcher under the gun barrel on Earth in the previous life.

But the complexity lies in the fact that the standard composite weapons of the Imperial Military have a bolt structure and combination method designed from the beginning of manufacturing, but Fu Qinghai wants to use a standard Agrippina-type grenade launcher to modify it, which puts a lot of test on the modification technology and processing methods.

But this is not a problem for Fu Qinghai, who has an electronic Iron Man backup in his mind.

There was a technical priest beside him, so for Fu Qinghai, this level of modification was as easy as handicrafts for an elementary school student.

But at this moment, Fu Qinghai was thinking about other things.

Ogedei arranged for himself to deal with the pirates alone. Was it a test for himself or a protection for himself?

Anything involving psychic power was never an easy matter to deal with. This was not dealing with an indigenous planet. Psychics were worthy of every Space Marine's serious attention, so it was okay to say it was a test.

The Dagger frigate was facing a Moon-class cruiser, whose identity was unclear. If the ship was an enemy, the Dagger would basically be blasted to pieces without even a chance to board it and engage in close combat.

From this perspective, it is also a protection for Fu Qinghai.

Fu Qinghai thought a little more deeply. If the other party was a rebel, according to the plot in the official novel, the rebels' target was directly aimed at Terra, and they should not care about the existence of space pirates. In fact, the more pirates and aliens there were in the galaxy, the more beneficial it would be for the rebels. These minions would attract more loyalists, making it easier for the main force of the rebels to attack the solar system.

Therefore, the Moon-class cruiser most likely belongs to the loyalists.

The hatch closed and the view briefly fell into darkness. Fu Qinghai shook his head and decided not to think about it anymore. The important thing was to focus on the task at hand.

As soon as his dimming compensation vision was restored, Fu Qinghai felt a huge push.

At the edge of the meteorite belt, the Cutlass frigate launched boarding torpedoes at two spaceships hovering in space.

Judging from the size, the cargo merchant ship is larger than the Dagger frigate and has a more bloated shape.

What's more, since the target is stationary, the torpedo will hardly miss.

Fu Qinghai, who was sitting in the torpedo at this time, felt deeply that the design of this boarding torpedo had no user experience at all. In the small and dark space, there was no dashboard or screen in front of him, nor could he see any scenes outside. There was only a flashing red light. When the light turned green, it meant that the target had been hit and he could get out.

Then there was a loud bang, and a huge vibration accompanied by the impact shook Fu Qinghai in the small space.

The small charge at the head of the torpedo blew open the hull of the merchant ship and inserted the torpedo into the body of the merchant ship.

The flashing red light turned green.

Fu Qinghai thought that the design of your indicator light was not unnecessary.

The hatch above my head slid open slowly, but got stuck halfway.

Fu Qinghai simply reached out and punched the top of his head, then tore the cabin door open with force.

Then, a ferocious and burly Space Marine with bloodshot eyes appeared in the corridor.

Fu Qinghai looked around. Pale lights were flickering in the dim passage. There was no one there. The air was rapidly escaping towards the gap created by the torpedo, making a hissing sound. The hatch in the distance was automatically closing and sealing.

Fu Qinghai ignored the closing hatch and took out the transmission beacon device to start setting it up. Summoning the Terminator armor or not was one thing, so he would just set it up first.

After setting up the transmission beacon, the indicator light on the beacon lit up. Fu Qinghai held the gun in one hand and walked deep into the quiet passage.

No matter how slow the enemies were, they would certainly have been startled by the vibration of the torpedo impact.

Fu Qinghai's keen hearing caught the sound of chaotic footsteps coming from deep in the passage.

Then he saw a group of people in tattered clothes and holding various weapons rushing towards him.

The moment they saw Fu Qinghai, the group of people shouted, turned around and started running back without firing a laser.

Fu Qinghai fired a few bursts of grenade launcher fire, turning the pirates into pieces.

Keep moving forward.

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At this time, in the main control room of the merchant ship, the crew members were tied up in a corner. A middle-aged man with black hair and a horse face slapped a fat businessman in fancy clothes in the face and cursed in low Gothic: "Turn on the surveillance!"

This middle-aged man has a long face, small triangular eyes, thin cheeks and slightly protruding cheekbones. This facial feature makes people feel that he always has a gloomy face.

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

The fat businessman who was slapped by the horse-faced man rushed to the console and started operating it in a panic.

…

In the corridor, Fu Qinghai met the first person who dared to face him.

A man wearing a black mask that only reveals a pair of eyes, and wearing a black close-fitting special combat suit.

Just from the way the man was dressed, Fu Qinghai couldn't tell where he came from.

A psychic? But according to what Talal had trained him before, he couldn't find the psychic amplifier on the other party's head.

The other party was also looking Fu Qinghai up and down, observing this armored warrior who was 2.7 meters tall, and seemed to have no idea where to start.

In the main control room, after some operations by the fat businessman, the dark screens lit up one by one, and several people in the main control room quickly found the figure of the intruder Fu Qinghai on a screen in the lower right corner.

The horse-faced middle-aged man frowned slightly and asked in Japanese in confusion: "What is this? A bulky armored man?"

A yellow-haired young man nearby interrupted with a grin, "Am I the only one who thinks he looks like Iron Armor Little Treasure?"

Another added: "Yeah, cockroach bully!"

"It's Scorpion Lailai!"

No one took this bulky man in armor seriously.

For a moment, the control room was filled with a happy atmosphere.

Only the fat merchant ship owner was stunned. He stared at Fu Qinghai on the surveillance screen and muttered a word that no one had heard before:

"Astartes..."

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(End of this chapter)