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Chapter 1549 Disaster Journey

After leaving Elena's mansion, Veronica, who had a quarrel with her opponent, was in a bad mood and immediately went to the chapter leader's office where Soshyan was present.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw a helpless Soshyan sitting on a chair and rubbing his forehead. There was also a data pad on the huge wooden desk.

Seeing the frown on the other party's face, Veronica's previous unhappiness was immediately thrown away. After the door closed automatically, she walked over with graceful steps, put her hand on Soshiyang's shoulder, and asked softly.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

"Bullshit!"

Soshyan uttered a rare curse word, and then pointed at the data pad.

"Come and see."

Veronica picked it up and looked at it, and almost laughed.

"...The patrol of the Ascetic Chapter captured a suspicious ship outside the galaxy. After inspection, it was found that it was a group of pirates from the Azure Galaxy. They also seized several heretical instruments and alien artifacts, but the main culprit claimed to be

The chef of the Mortal Auxiliary of the Astral Knights Chapter, nicknamed the Lucky Hook, and a heretic of the Mechanicus who was caught engaging in unclean heresy with his servitors. He also called himself the Mortal Auxiliary of the Astral Knights Chapter.

The technical priest.”

At this moment, Veronica suddenly remembered the very obscene ship she had seen in Comoros before, and only then did she realize where she had seen that ship.

It's in the Chapter shipyard on Nessen IV, belonging to the Mechanicus Priest Loken!

"It turns out it's them!"

"Um?"

Soshyan turned his head.

"you know?"

Then Veronica told what happened after Soshyan fell into coma, and Soshyan's face suddenly turned the color of pig liver.

"That bastard Rozim! He actually went to Comoros! He even took Loken with him! Is he really not afraid of death or something? How could I have dealt with such a living treasure? If it weren't for the fact that he is an old brother from Obsidian

, I would have sent him to work as a coolie on the bottom deck of the Unbound Soul!"

Standing behind Soshyan, Veronica smiled and gently rubbed Soshyan's temples with the fingers of both hands, trying to relieve him of stress in this way.

"Okay, okay, my Legion Commander, it's no use scolding me. At least they helped. So what should we do now?"

"What else can we do? We can't let the Ministry of Justice interrogate them, so we have to sacrifice our face and go to Lord Magyar to get people! Fortunately, in the past few years, ascetics have been rotating at the Trace of Victory, but Lord Magyar still has

He taught me a few words and said that I must strictly manage the mortals in the war group, especially during the current period. I can only promise to deal with them strictly when I return."

"Did you get it back?"

"I have already sent a message to Lord Magyar. The ship should have been towed back, but I don't want to see them now! I'm afraid I can't help but kill him! I have already sent a message to Lothar. I will give him a message after the ship enters the port.

I will detain the immediate person! No matter what he says! He will be imprisoned for a year and a half! And he will be imprisoned in the prison with the worst conditions! Let him reflect on it!"

Hearing that Soshyan arranged for Lothar to go, Veronica immediately knew that he was still soft-hearted and did not really want to deal with Rozim seriously, so she smiled and bent down, hugged Soshyan's neck from behind, and then

Give him a peck on the cheek.

"Don't be angry. Your face is wrinkled. It's just a small matter. Just deal with it."

Soshiyang took a few deep breaths, and the anger in his heart gradually calmed down, then he turned his head slightly.

"What did Queen Elena say to you?"

"It's nothing, just drink tea and talk about some common things."

"That's good. I'm worried about you guys quarreling, especially with your temper."

"What's wrong with me? Huh, do I have a bad temper?"

"No, I didn't say that. You're too close. I have something else to do later. I really have something to do - I want to see the training of the new recruits during this period and the transformation of the next batch of recruits.

"

"Then you have to come back to me at night."

"Okay, okay, okay, get off my lap first."

At this time, in the orbit of Nessen 4, a scarred and unique spacecraft was being towed slowly to the port by several tugboats.

Rozim slumped down on the chair with a look of helplessness, as did Loken next to him. Evans was rubbing his hands and walking back and forth, looking very anxious. Lataxin was leaning against the wall with his arms folded, still in silence.

appearance.

"It's over, it's over...it's really over this time."

With his eyes distracted and moaning unconsciously, Rozim recalled the scene not long ago.

They finally broke out from the pursuit of the Dark Eldar, and he didn't know what the pointy ears were doing. Did he fuck their wives, or burn down their houses, just to catch them, this little broken-down poor man?

Chasing and fighting, Rozim almost thought he was going to confess. Several times, even the hairless gorillas and skinless hounds raised by Pointy Ears jumped into the boat. Fortunately, Rataxin was there to escape the danger.

spend.

After finally breaking out of the webway, the boat was almost scrapped, and the blue-skinned fish-headed monsters didn't know where to go. When Rozim asked where they were going, Lataxin just had a look on his face.

With a strange smile, he told him that the Tau seemed to have left in an escape boat.

Rozim was a little confused about the difference between them leaving like this and committing suicide, but since the people were gone, he didn't bother to care so much. Whether they lived or died depended on their own luck.

In this case, they almost had to crawl back to the edge of the Nessen galaxy. But before they got in, they ran into a patrol of the Ascetic Chapter, which also included Space Marines-Rozim and

I don’t know, because of the recent intensification of gene stealer activities in the Storm Star Territory, the Tribulation Alliance decided to start conducting medium-intensity combat readiness patrols after voting, especially against those spacecraft of unknown origin.

In the eyes of the patrol, Loken's Dicko was almost no different from a hulk, so they directly issued an ultimatum to Rozim, requesting to dock the ship for inspection.

At first, he thought it was an ordinary naval patrol, so he didn't pay much attention to it. It would be fine just letting these two weirdos, Clenchuan Quero, hide in the cargo hold. As for the guy Loken, who said more than ten minutes ago that he went to the toilet and didn't come back for a long time,

Rozim didn't bother to look for him, and controlled the ship to open the access port for the galaxy patrol to enter.

However--

"Everyone, men on the left and women on the right, raise your hands, lean against the wall, and turn around."

When the light from the Space Marine armor hit his face, Rozim knew he was about to be carried away.

He could tell at a glance that these were Space Marines from the Ascetic Chapter. There were ten people in total, which was a small team, so he put on a smile and said:

"We are good citizens of the empire, sir!"

"A good citizen and a bad citizen, we found out after inspection. We now need to retrieve the voyage records, cargo hold records, and personnel records. If you have any questions, you must answer them immediately."

Subsequently, the technicians in the patrol team began to retrieve various data from the bridge console, but fortunately, Loken modified the records long before departure, and all voyage records were automatically generated. Now they are equivalent to a ship from

Blue Copper Galaxy is a small merchant ship transporting electronic products.

The goods in the cargo hold have also been changed to electronic products, and they are relatively low-end.


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