Chapter 175: Recruitment

The Luck Goddess is the old frigate docked at the spaceport.

The Children of the Void are born in the cabin and die on the deck. They live in spaceships from generation to generation. This group usually appears in very old spaceships where crew members have mated and reproduced for generations.

They can be boatswains, chief engineers, gunners, engine maintenance workers, etc. In short, leaving aside their discriminated identities, as crew members, the Sons of the Void are very professional.

There are female soldiers in the Mortal Auxiliary Army, and there is no shortage of female crew members in the expedition fleet. The Empire does not restrict their private lifestyle. There are also Sons of the Void on the Dagger frigate, but in small numbers, and they mainly serve in lower-level positions, so Fu Qinghai knows about the existence of this group of people.

Because of the discrimination they face and the inability to adapt to the living environment outside the spacecraft, these people stick together very closely in the cabin and form associations such as the crew brotherhood. However, it is difficult to see this group of people outside the spacecraft.

By chance, a Son of the Void appeared in the lower nest. He was not only a member of the Spartan Gang, but also happened to be a former crew member of the Goddess of Fortune. Without Fu Qinghai's reminder, Koshvito immediately pulled Buz aside and asked in detail about his personal situation and the situation of the frigate.

After a while, Koshvituo came over and said to Fu Qinghai:

"Let's go, Qingshan, let's go back to the base and talk while we walk."

On the way back to the lower nest from the bottom nest, Fu Qinghai and Koshvito were quietly talking on the communication channel.

Koshveto:

"The Luck Lady is a very old Sword-class frigate that has exceeded its service life, so it was sold to the Thorndike family by the expedition fleet, along with the crew members living on it. Firstly, these people were unwilling to get off the ship and change ships. Secondly, without the maintenance of these old crew members who are familiar with frigates, it is also a question whether this frigate, which has been repaired many times, can still be operated."

Fu Qinghai asked, "What's going on with Buzz?"

Koshvito said,

"It's a cliché story. Buzz had a childhood sweetheart who was also a Child of the Void. In terms of blood relationship, she might even be his cousin. The two were planning to get married secretly. But one day, the eldest son of the Thorndike family got drunk on the ship. This bastard, who was tired of playing with mutants and aliens, didn't know what was wrong with his brain. When he saw Buzz's cousin, he insisted on having sex with her, saying that he wanted to try the taste of a Child of the Void... You can guess what happened next without me telling you. Buzz's cousin was insulted, and Buzz was so ashamed and angry that he planned to assassinate Cathy Thorndike, but was stopped by the Crew Brotherhood and kicked off the ship."

Fu Qinghai pondered for a moment and analyzed:

"I think the decision of the Brotherhood of the Seamen is probably to protect Buzz. An association of sailors is not qualified to fight against a Ronin family that controls the entire fleet. What's more, the Thorndike family is a noble family at the top of the hive city and has too many cards in their hands. There is a chance to deal with Buzz."

Since the days of sailing wooden ships, sailors have never had the upper hand in fights with captains.

Koshvituo nodded in agreement and said:

"To be honest, the crew of the Lady Luck Brotherhood is made up of Booth's relatives and elders. Of course, we can deal with them. Then we should start preparing and find a way to sneak into the spaceport and then seize the frigate?"

Fu Qinghai shook his head:

"Don't worry, we have another thing to do. Let's go to the wasteland. I want to get the Schwerin First Regiment into my hands."

Koshvituo was stunned, turned to look at Fu Qinghai, and said in surprise:

"You've gained quite a bit of intelligence."

…

After returning to the base, Fu Qinghai and Koshvito called Buzz, the Son of the Void, into a small room for a detailed discussion.

When Son of the Void learned that his boss and the Space Marines were going to seize the Lady Luck and make the Thorndike family disappear, he burst into tears on the spot, took off his hood and looked like he was going to bow down, but was stopped by Koshveto.

Buzz Dulles grew up on a frigate. At that time, the frigate belonged to the 27th Expeditionary Fleet, the 7th Legion Imperial Fist. Its name was not "Lady Luck" but "Galadon". Buzz knew the internal structure and pipelines of the frigate very well, and he quickly drew a detailed map for the two of them in the small room.

After getting the map, Fu Qinghai asked Buzz to go out and let Gladys in.

Gladys Sommerfeld's two relatives, her cousin and her younger cousin, were both under house arrest in the base, and she was the only one who would follow Fu Qinghai.

In the dimly lit small room, Fu Qinghai took off his helmet, smiled as warmly as possible, and said:

"Hello, Miss Gladys."

"Ah, ah, hello, Master Astarte."

Gladys was a little stunned and a little at a loss.

The story of how the Space Marine Legion conquered the Schwerin Hive came from word of mouth among their parents. Gladys had seen the holographic video and pictures, but had never seen the face of any Space Marine. She thought he would be like what her parents described, a middle-aged man with a resolute face, but she had not expected this Space Marine to be so young... and so handsome.

Fu Qinghai remembered the experience Talal taught him. He took off his helmet to calm the emotions of these mortals and let the woman adapt to the change from a captive to a collaborator. However, he felt that Gladys's state was a little bit wrong... Why are you blushing?

Without thinking too much, Fu Qinghai raised his hand and pointed at the Spartan warriors, and first introduced Gladys:

"Koshvituo, the leader of the Spartan gang, is one of ours."

The young noblewoman nodded politely to the Spartan.

Normally, if it weren't for Fu Qinghai's endorsement, the nobles at the top of the tower would treat these lower-nest gangs like dogs, even when their lives were in the hands of others. This was due to deep-rooted thinking.

Just like the power and invincibility of the Space Marine Legion, it is deeply rooted in their inherent concepts.

Fu Qinghai looked at Gladys deeply and emphasized again:

"I mean, the Sparta Gang is our people. Do you understand what I mean, Miss Gladys?"

"Ah uh, I, I see."

Gladys snapped out of her trance and responded quickly.

What on earth did you understand... Fu Qinghai couldn't help but give her a few pointers:

"In the future plans, the Sommerfeld family must cooperate with all actions of the Spartan Gang. Do you understand?"

"Yes, I understand, sir."

Facing Fu Qinghai's questioning gaze, Gladys nodded heavily. After she finished speaking, she did not dare to look Fu Qinghai in the eye. She lowered her head with a red face.

Wasn't he quite smart before? Why does he look stupid today... Fu Qinghai frowned, thought about it, and finally threw out the biggest bait:

"If the plan goes well, the Schwerin hive won't suffer too much damage and loss. I can also assure you that the Sommerfeld family will still be the planetary governor and sole ruler of this planet."

Gladys' eyes lit up.

Then, Fu Qinghai added softly:

"Also, Gladys, think about it yourself. You are smarter than those so-called direct heirs. Don't you want to be in charge of a top family?"

Gladys raised her head, a flame of ambition burning in her eyes. She nodded firmly and said:

"I understand all, my Lord."

…

Living in a hive in Warhammer 40K is like living in a dungeon in Dungeons & Dragons. The structure of a hive is three-dimensional and stacked, not flat. The honeycomb-like living spaces are stacked together in a disorderly manner, with pipes, vertical ladders, shafts, crypts... and countless transportation networks crisscrossing them.

Fu Qinghai once emphasized to Koshvito the importance of the Sommerfeld family, not only because they were once a member of the Loyalists, but also because the Sommerfeld family controlled the Water Union and the Gas Union, which were the lifeline of the residents of the main nest city.

The merchants of the Water Union carry bottles and cans on their backs and move between the passages. They are also responsible for maintaining the huge water tanks in the main nest, which store billions of tons of water that can be used for drinking or as industrial cooling water. Union members wearing heavy diving equipment will enter these tanks to test the water quality, repair leaks, and remove invasive organisms.

The merchants of the Air Guild are constantly detecting new oxygen veins, while controlling the flow of all breathable air in the hive. They control every turbine, ventilation shaft, air purifier, and smoke exhaust vent to prevent the polluted air outside the hive from entering and causing suffocation in a certain area.

Except for mutants whose organs have undergone adaptive mutations, no normal person can survive for a long time in the hive world without relying on the Water Union and the Air Union.

"Be careful about the scope of your actions, Koshveto."

Before leaving, Fu Qinghai warned the Spartan warriors:

"If there is any trouble in these two major unions, it will affect the main nest with a population of more than one billion. Given the crowded population density of the nest, the death of hundreds of thousands of people is foreseeable."

Koshvituo nodded and said,

"I know, Qingshan, you overestimate me. The few light weapons and gang members I have now cannot shake the unbreakable operating foundation of the Schwerin Hive that has been in place for thousands of years."

Fu Qinghai knew this, so he was worried that Koshveto might have hidden some kind of large-killer weapon like a single-soldier nuclear bomb, and that when he was causing trouble, he might accidentally blow up a key structure of the hive city - a water tank or ventilation shaft, thus affecting the people living in that area.

…

Fu Qinghai and Gladys followed the guide provided by the Spartan Gang and found the secret passage leading to the suburbs of the hive city.

Trekking through the bottom nest is undoubtedly difficult.

Fu Qinghai left some weapons and equipment that were only of research value but not practical value, such as the E-11 blaster rifle, identity verification card, Madame Viper's cocktail poison, and other miscellaneous spoils at Koshveto's base, and set off with just a sword, a knife, and a gun.

Gladys was wearing a full set of patchwork hunting lord suit. Fu Qinghai repaired and adjusted the seized protective equipment and put it all on her, fearing that this noble woman would die while crossing the bottom nest.

A breathing valve is a must. Everyone who goes down to the bottom nest or out of the nest must wear it. The poison gas in some areas is so dense that it cannot be completely filtered out. It is necessary to close the breathing valve and then draw oxygen from the oxygen tank.

In addition to the breathing valve, Gladys wore protective goggles on his head, a black tight protective suit on his body, gloves with built-in small grenade launchers on his hands, and an optical camouflage cloak on his back.

She has put together the equipment of three sets of hunting lord suits: Orus (strength type), Jakara (agility type), and the female chieftain (lurking type).

Get ready to hit the road.

Together with the guide, the three of them passed through a swamp filled with toxic sewage and foul mud. The jelly-like active fungi shot out tentacles several times, trying to pull the three people on the edge of the swamp into it. Several times, Fu Qinghai had to forcibly pull out Gladys who was entangled.

The three of them crossed a dense bush filled with thorny bushes. Their barbed mutant thorns could even cut through the protective suit of the Hunter Lord set. Along the way, they relied on Fu Qinghai's Blue Fang Chainsaw Sword + Pulse Arc Cannon to clear the way.

The road is long and full of monsters.

After many twists and turns, there were dangers everywhere.

To be honest, objectively speaking, the difficulty of these bottom-nest creatures is far greater than that of the planetary garrisons on the surface of the planet, which has been highly recognized by the Space Marine Fu Qinghai.

Finally, the three of them climbed through a winding dark pipe. The guide reached out and turned the valve above his head. After a series of hoarse and mocking sounds of rust friction, the manhole cover was opened, and a dim light sprinkled down from above their heads. The three of them finally reached the surface.

"Huff, huff, huff—"

Fu Qinghai just stuck his head out of the well when a gust of wind carrying coarse sand and gravel instantly hit his helmet, making a clanging sound.

Fu Qinghai looked up and saw the gloomy and dark sky covered by dense black clouds. Those were thick clouds formed by the accumulation of industrial waste gas. Only a few rays of light shone through the clouds. The visibility in the air was extremely low. The sandstorm tornado was spinning endlessly, and the only sound between heaven and earth was the hoarse whistling wind.

Fu Qinghai retracted his head and shouted to Gladys under him:

"Put on your goggles."

Then he shouted to the guide on the other side:

"Thank you for your help. You can go back now. I will walk the rest of the way by myself."

The wind at the wellhead was so loud that Fu Qinghai had to raise his voice.

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

The guide nodded, pulled his hood back on, and retreated back into the dark passage.

This is also a mutant with severe deformities all over his body.

Seeing that Gladys had put on her goggles and tightened her protective suit, Fu Qinghai reached out and grabbed her arm and lifted the woman up, and the two jumped out of the well.

Gladys was staggered by the strong wind. The sand and dust tornado surrounded Fu Qinghai, like cutting her into pieces, but failed to leave a scratch on the Blue Shell. Fu Qinghai pulled her over and protected her in his arms. The flying backpack behind him started up, and plasma flames gushed out. The huge turbofan rolled in the sand and gravel, making a clicking sound, but still burst out with unparalleled huge lift, pushing Fu Qinghai into the sky.

Fu Qinghai's flying backpack had full thrust turned on, soaring straight up and rushing out of the range covered by the sandstorm.

The huge sandstorm surrounding the edge of the main nest city was still raging under his feet. High in the sky, Fu Qinghai slightly reduced the thrust and turned his head to look behind him.

The buildings of the Schwerin hive city were just in the distance, like a dark forest with its top reaching into the sky. Filthy rivers gushed out of sewage outlets, and foul-smelling smoke columns rose from large chimneys, creating an inexplicable sense of oppression and solemnity.

Fu Qinghai turned his head, the flying backpack unfolded its short metal wings, the tail flame suddenly spurted out, and his body pressed down to fly away.

…

While Fu Qinghai went through untold hardships to get out of the main nest, Koshvito was also busy.

He gave up on hunting the noble children in the bottom nest. The bottom nest was too big and too dangerous, and it was impossible to find them all. The gang members did not have the ability to fight against the luxuriously equipped hunters, and could only act as scouts and ears. The reason they could counter-hunt was all thanks to Koshvito's high combat power. If they were not careful, he himself would be in danger.

Koshveto gathered the members of the Sparta Gang, counted the spoils obtained in the anti-lord hunting activities, re-armed the gang members, and brazenly rushed out of the stronghold, starting a large-scale fight in the lower nest, violently encroaching on the territories of other gangs, and gradually infiltrating the upper nest.

…

Fu Qinghai held Gladys in his arms, his gauntlet covering her head to block the strong wind. His eyes swept across the rust-red land of the wasteland and extended into the distance.

The sky was gloomy. Fu Qinghai saw huge drilling and excavation machines moving slowly on the wasteland like lazy steel cows. Some giant vehicles followed behind them, carrying out primary processing operations such as crushing and screening on site.

His gaze extended further and he saw the endless stretches of Imperial fortresses. The Imperial ramparts were composed of long trench-like defense platforms and smaller fortifications, cold and towering plastic steel bunkers, topped by the sturdy turret base of the macro cannon, chalk bunkers half buried in the soil, and armored battlements with crenels on both sides connected to form a solid shield wall.

It looks quite similar.

Fu Qinghai did not fly over the base, but landed directly two kilometers away from the base. If he was any closer, he would be within the range of the quadruple automatic cannon. Fu Qinghai took Gladys and walked towards the base of the Schwerin 1st Regiment.

As a result, when they walked one kilometer away from the base, they still did not receive any warnings or prompts.

It was not until Fu Qinghai led Gladys to a place 500 meters away from the base that they could clearly see the barbed wire and trenches without the need for eyepiece visual compensation, the double-headed sky eagle logo on the iron-gray plastic steel bunker, and the muzzle of the macro cannon facing high into the sky.

"Bang!"

A slowly burning flare rose in the bunker, and the flickering red light illuminated the figures of the two people.

Gladys tore off her goggles and breathing valve, revealing her face. She placed her hands to her mouth in a trumpet shape and shouted in the direction of the bunker:

"I'm Gladys Sommerfeld. Tell Lieutenant Colonel Cyril that his niece is here!"

The trenches and bunkers opposite were silent.

Five minutes later, the steel door covered with iron spikes slowly opened inward, revealing no one behind it.

Gladys raised her head and looked at Fu Qinghai.

Fu Qinghai nodded, patted Gladys on the shoulder, and said:

"Go ahead."

Gladys put on her goggles and breathing valve again, adjusted her equipment, and walked towards the open steel door.

Fu Qinghai stood there without moving, but his peripheral vision had already caught sight of several laser guns pointed at him from the dark firing holes in the bunker, from behind the battlements on the top of the bunker, and from between the circles of barbed wire.

It seems that Baron Zeddu's rumors are not without power.

At least the Mortal Auxilia have dared to target the Space Marines.

Fu Qinghai still stood there calmly, like a silent sculpture, without any movement.

Just a few laser guns. As long as he is not targeted by the macro cannon, Fu Qinghai doesn't need to worry.

Time passes by every second.

Twenty minutes passed.

Half an hour passed.

Fifty minutes passed.

Fu Qinghai raised his right hand and placed it on the hilt of the Blue Fang Chainsaw Sword at his waist, his fingers gently tapping the silver-gray skull sphere.

Soon, the one hour deadline that Gladys and Fu Qinghai had agreed upon was approaching.

Fu Qinghai's patience was gradually being exhausted.

If you don't come out, he will draw his sword.

Finally, Gladys and a middle-aged man with a brown beard, wearing a neat uniform, with a serious face and a cloak on his shoulders, walked out of the base side by side.

Gladys pulled off her breathing valve and waved her arms excitedly at Fu Qinghai, her nose tip red and her face full of excited smile.

Fu Qinghai stood still. The middle-aged man walked up to Fu Qinghai, knelt on one knee, crossed his hands in the Sky Eagle Salute, bowed his head and said respectfully:

"Commander-in-Chief of the Schwerin Regiment, Cyril Sommerfeld, greets you, sir."

Fu Qinghai looked down at the middle-aged mortal officer and said calmly:

"Lieutenant Colonel Cyril, I already know everything you have done..."

The middle-aged officer's shoulders tensed.

Fu Qinghai continued calmly:

"But I am willing to give you a chance to renew your loyalty to the Emperor."

Lieutenant Colonel Cyril breathed a sigh of relief:

"I am at your disposal, sir."

Fu Qinghai didn't waste any more words, but said directly:

"Take all your soldiers and vehicles, follow me, and head towards Satellite City No. 1."

"Yes, sir!"

...

　Thanks to the Sky Wings of the Sun God, the Little Fox Wandering in the City, DK Qin Ge, \\(=.=)/Slippers, and several book friends for their rewards.

　　Several book friends said that macro cannon is accelerated by electromagnetic coils... How can macro cannon be accelerated by electromagnetic coils? The original sentence in the military book directly said "the largest automatic weapon in the human empire". What is an automatic weapon? The firearms that the Xiachao gang uses gunpowder to fire live ammunition are automatic weapons, but they have been made to the size of a space battleship.

　　Moreover, the short and thick appearance of the macro cannon, which has neither magnetic tracks nor coils, is obviously imitating the bottle cannon short heavy cannon of the sailing battleship era, which was the best and most mature cannon of the sailing battleship era. The entire aesthetic style and creative process of Warhammer 40K is to move things from the colonial era and Victorian era into space first, and then forcefully explain that these seemingly retro things are actually high-tech disguises! The British are obviously missing the British Empire, and you can guess it with a little thought.

　　As for the Skitarii's galvanic weapons, I've seen them before, just like saying that the Necrons' Gauss weapons are pulling and peeling instead of beams. If they are pulling and peeling, why do the official pictures show that they can penetrate the Space Marines? In short, the descriptions are specious and vague, and the emotional and epic descriptions go beyond the principle. If you insist on saying that the galvanic weapons are electromagnetic acceleration, that's fine, but it's a bit far-fetched.

(End of this chapter)