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Chapter 172 The Schwerin Nest Does Not Need So Many Families
Fu Qinghai and Koshwito walked side by side in the stronghold.

The two have connected to the short-distance radio frequency communication channels in their respective helmets, and are quietly talking at the moment.

"Do you have the exact time when Lord Hunter started?"

"My people have already arranged several key passages leading to the Bottom Nest to keep an eye on them, and I estimate that news will come back soon."

Fu Qinghai nodded.

The efficiency of human stalking is a bit low. The usual method of space fighters and technical priests should be servo skull detection. The anti-gravity servo skull is concealed and flexible, and there are more detection techniques that can be loaded.

But is this a hive gang? You can't use the standards of space fighters to ask them.

Fu Qinghai looked around at the facilities and equipment in the stronghold, which resembled various training equipment, and asked:

"Are you going to train them?"

Koshwito looked at the bustling boys in the stronghold, and said helplessly:
"That's right, I trained them according to the requirements of the ODST, but this group of people is not very good at basics. The people in the nest have a good fighting will and a quick brain... It's just that the obedience and discipline are too poor."

"ODST? ODST?"

Fu Qinghai turned his head and said.

"Yes, ODST, as you may not know, I was an instructor for ODST recruits and Spartan III candidates for a while in the Halo universe."

ODST, the full name is Orbital Airborne Assault Troops, commonly known as "Hell Paratroopers", was the strongest mortal elite unit under the UNSC before the success of the "Spartan" plan.

Hell paratroopers and Spartan fighters are quite difficult to deal with, Koshweto said lightly, but to become an ODST instructor, I think he has two brushes in his hand.

Koshwito gestured with both hands and explained:
"After my observation, the weapons that can be obtained in the Warhammer 40K cosmic hive world are not low. The worst are automatic weapons, and laser weapons can be seen everywhere. But the fighting skills and tactical level of the hive gang basically stay on the earth. The level of street gangs fighting with guns and weapons is all based on courage and cunning."

"I think if I can organize them and train them with the training mode of the modern professional army in the Halo universe, combining powerful weapons and equipment with advanced combat skills, team awareness and tactical concepts, maybe I can make a difference."

"But." Koshwito sighed with his hands on his hips, "It's still a bit difficult to actually operate."

No wonder Koshwito wants to form a gang in the nest, it turned out to be such a plan.

Fu Qinghai nodded approvingly, and encouraged:
"The quality of the hive people is not bad. There are many space warrior legions whose conscription worlds are hive worlds, such as the Imperial Fists. As long as these hive people do not have any strange drug addiction, excessive mutation, and messy The transformation of inferior prosthetic bodies can be used as a good source of soldiers."

The Night Lords are the less disciplined members of the Space Marine Corps, and their home planet is the notorious Warhammer Gotham - the Hive World of Nastrom, but this is not the reason for the home star, it is more about Conrad Koz own management issues.

There are two hive worlds in the conscription world of Imperial Fist - Terra and Necromunda. Can you say that the soldiers of Imperial Fist have poor discipline?It was one of the best disciplined regiments.

Many interstellar warrior legions believe in the concept of conscripting troops from poor lands and evil waters. After the Primarchs returned to the emperor, the taxation level of the home star of each legion is special tax exemption, but most of the interstellar warrior legions are interested in building and improving their home world. Not much, because they deliberately maintain the original state of the conscription world.

Fenris, the home planet of the Space Wolves, and Inwit, the home star of the Imperial Fists, are both cruel worlds of ice and snow.Caliban, Baal, Nocturne and Medusa IV, even the world of the dead.In contrast, the mining world, the wild world, and the feudal world are considered relatively mild as conscription worlds and legion home planets.

But Fu Qinghai didn't fully believe in the concept of "outrageous people come out of poor mountains and bad waters". These cruel environments more shaped the character of the Primarch and its legion, rather than having to be in a cruel environment to select high-quality soldiers. A simple example: the home planet of the Ultramarines, Macragge, and the five hundred worlds of Ultramar under its rule are mostly civilized worlds and garden worlds, and the quality of the Ultramarines' soldiers is not bad at all.

After sharing some recruiting experience and training methods from interstellar warriors with the Spartans, Fu Qinghai patted Koshwito on the shoulder and said in relief:

"Be patient and take your time, you can do it, Instructor Koshvito."

The training method of space fighters: mainly refers to how I was tortured by Wo Kuotai.

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In the bottom nest, the towering giant pillars support the dark sky. In the dark and quiet water ruins, only the dull roar of the pumping equipment from far away is left, faintly like a background noise.

"Tick."

Willie Thorndike was startled by the sudden sound of water droplets, and suddenly turned to look backward.

It was empty, nothing.

Willie Thorndike wiped the sweat from his palms on the armor on his thighs, and gripped the power sword tightly again.

This is a power sword suitable for mortal size, with a semi-circular sword grid, and at the end of the sword body, the family emblem of the Thorndike family is engraved-the bow with a skull.

Not long ago, in an encounter and exchange of fire with the Bentham family's hunting team, Willie Thorndike separated from his family's young people and entered this area alone.

This area he has never been to.

There are mountains of ruins, shadowy hills, and calm and dirty water. If you look closely, you can always see unknown creatures swimming among them.

Willie Thorndike dragged his own leg, limping a little, staggering among the rubble.

His calf was just pinched by a waste gray clam. This kind of mutated creature living in the filth and rubble directly pinched Willy's plastic steel greaves, and the broken armor was embedded in the muscles, making him The pain was unbearable.

Fortunately, this Jakkala hunting suit, imitated from the Necromunda Hive City, comes with a simple life support system. The analgesic is quickly injected into the body, and the inner fabric under the greaves is quickly tightened, locking it in place. Wounds, prevent blood from leaking out - the smell of blood in the bottom nest is a very dangerous signal.

Willie Thorndike climbed over a hill of ruins, and at last saw the source of the dim light—

A rusty chandelier stands alone by the water.

Under the mechanical headband hooped on his forehead, there are different types of lenses hanging. It is these delicate and complicated little things that ensure that Willie can still see things in the dark bottom nest. At this moment, he quickly switches the lenses and puts a thick The lens is superimposed on the night vision lens, the angle of view is quickly pulled into focus, and the distant scenery becomes clear from blur.

A shabby shack made up of rubbish, a thin figure in a tattered robe, sat quietly on the shore.

Great, not another Baron Hunter, but a Bottom-Dweller, a prey!
Willie Thorndike was secretly excited.

As he moved his steps carefully, he slowly approached the prey, while praying in his heart:

I hope that the mutation of this bottom nester is high enough, preferably the one with a deformed skull and long horns, so that by holding his head, he can accumulate points with the head hunter.

The Jaccarat suit is the lightest and most agile type of Hunter suit, but when Willie Thorndike used it, his footsteps made contact with the ruins on the ground, and there were still some subtle sounds that were unavoidable, but they were covered by the background noise in the distance. Almost insignificant.

After gradually approaching the shanty, the thin figure in front of the iron promethium chandelier was already in sight. Willie Thorndike raised the power sword with his right hand and protected the mirror shield with his left hand as taught by his family's fencing teacher.

Suddenly, the thin figure with her back to him turned around, revealing a hideous face full of seven eyes. She stared straight at Willie Thorndike behind her, and said:

"Hello."

Hello?What kind of prologue is this?

Willie Thorndike was taken aback.

He couldn't figure out how this ugly mutant found himself.

At the moment when he was slightly dazed, a huge force hit him instantly.

"Bang! Bang!"

A weak force field glowed around Willy's body, and the force field of the mirror shield absorbed the power of this decisive blow for him. However, this force was so great that it instantly reached the upper limit of the kinetic energy absorbed by the mirror shield, and then " The "snap" sound was the cracking sound of the mirror shield fixed on the left arm.

Before the pain sensation was transmitted to the nerve center and cerebral cortex, Willie Thorndike found himself flying.

Willie was knocked hard to the ground.

When he found that his entire right arm holding the sword had completely disappeared along the smooth and neat fracture on his shoulder, a burst of bone-piercing pain was transmitted to his perception, which made him unable to help but cry out in pain. Voice:
"Ahhhhhhh!"

As soon as the voice came out of his throat, it was covered by a pair of big hands covered with black gloves, and his mouth was stuffed.

A pair of scarlet goggles appeared before Willy's eyes.

A deep voice sounded:
"Family name."

"Um..."

The great pain and the desire to survive made Willie struggle uncontrollably, but he couldn't move under the iron hand of the armored giant.

"Remember, you only have one chance to answer, think it over before you speak."

The deep and terrifying voice continued, and then Willie felt the cold gauntlet covering his mouth loosen slightly.

He said hastily:
"Sang... Thorndike family, I am the No. 20 seven sons of Hubert Thorndike, I also have the right to inherit, you can't kill me..."

"Crack!"

It was the crisp sound of a broken neck.

Fu Qinghai slowly put down the corpse in his hand, looked at the darkness in the distance and said in a low voice:

"Too many scavengers and too little carrion, unfortunately..."

"Schwerin Nest doesn't need so many families."

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(End of this chapter)