Infinite Metaverse

On the "evening" of the next day, Fu Qihai walked out of the training cage, rubbed his shoulders and arms covered with bruises, said goodbye to Papa, Dunlop, Willard and other new friends, and returned to his rest cabin.

The old acquaintance Guert is Flajos's confidant, and he is usually very busy with affairs. He has to inspect the deck, do this and that, and has no time to spend the whole day in the training cage with Fu Qinghai.

Today, Fu Qihai made an appointment with three new Ultra Fighters to practice in the training cage.

Give it a good beating.

Space warriors are soldiers, not combat athletes. Apart from shooting training with various firearms, they usually use various weapons for combat training. There is not much unarmed training, and there is no practice of ground skills and surrender skills.

So the scene of several muscular men over two meters fighting together does not seem to be as philosophical as the WWE wrestling scene.

Wearing thick power armor naturally cannot use ground skills, and the subjugation skills designed for human joint structure have no effect on aliens of various shapes.

So when Fu Qihai was knocked out of his weapon and subdued Willana with a cross, both Papa and Dunlop, who were fighting outside the training cage, dropped their jaws in shock.

Never seen such a move.

Papa pestered Fu Qihai to learn this trick at that time.

But Fu Qihai told him that this is a tactic that is basically useless in actual combat.

In any case, one against three, the taste of the wheel battle is not pleasant.

When Fu Qihai lay down on the bed, his whole body was sore.

Suddenly, a black communicator placed on the bedside table vibrated twice.

This is a simple reminder device designed by Fu Qihai.

Fu Qinghai lazily reached for the communicator and put it next to his ear:

"Crooked?" Fu Qihai asked listlessly.

"Hmm... Hey, yes, is it Qingshan?"

On the other end of the communicator, a slightly hoarse, sexy and magnetic voice rang out.

? ? ? Fu Qihai raised a question mark on his forehead.

There are several meanings for suddenly becoming such a deliberate bubble sound.

Fu Qihai: "Chen Xue, what are you trying to do?"

"Hee hee!" Chen Xue laughed in a normal voice from the other side of the communicator, and then immediately switched to a soft and magnetic voice:

"Why, don't you like my voice~"

After finishing speaking, he breathed a soft "ha~" at the communicator.

Hiss... This breath of air seemed to penetrate into Fu Qihai's ear canal along the electromagnetic wave, and the ear hairs around the earholes all stood up instantly.

A hundred claws scratched my heart.

The muscles of Fu Qihai's calf were tense, but he still insisted:

"If I need ASMR service, I will order it, Miss Chen."

Chen Xue seemed to have turned over, and there was a trace of laziness in her magnetic soft voice, and asked:

"Hmm... I'm just curious, are your Astartes really as unresponsive as the rumors say?"

Fu Qinghai: "None of your business?"

Damn, I was molested by this woman.

It's a pity that Fu Qihai really couldn't learn that artificial low-pitched bubble sound.

I really want to get back the place!

the other side.

Seeing that Fu Qihai was not getting in, Chen Xue looked up at the timer on the bedside, turned over, and continued to say in that rustling, bubbly voice:

"It's okay, I just want to chat with you, and it's getting late, so... shall we rest?"

"Good night!" Fu Qihai said very simply.

"OK, good night."

...

"Attention all members, the subspace engine is about to start, the countdown is ten, nine, eight, seven..."

A cold female voice sounded on the battleship radio.

coming soon.

Fu Qihai sat in his personal rest cabin, held his breath, and silently counted along the radio.

If Chen Xue's sister Chen Xinlu's message is correct, then it's time for the space hulk to appear.

The bone-white power armor was already neatly put on, and the power long knife, bolter, magazine, grenade, and helmet were placed next to the bed in order.

"Three, two..." The battleship broadcast continued to count down.

Fu Qihai held his breath.

The tremor of the hull spread to the soles of Fu Qihai's feet.

The engine of the battleship has started to run at full power. If the "space hulk" in the message does not appear again, the Sosaran will enter the subspace.

Just when the countdown is about to end.

suddenly.

"Zi... Error! Warning, the subspace coordinates are abnormal, and the gravity field fluctuates violently!"

The tremor of the hull suddenly disappeared.

Fu Qihai slightly widened his eyes.

Still that cold female voice:

"The subspace jump is cancelled, all members please pay attention, all combatants are immediately on standby at their posts!"

finally come!

"call--"

Fu Qihai slowly exhaled the stale breath that had been suffocating in his chest.