Chapter 420: Sudden Extra: Saving Mortarion (3K Version) (2 in 1) (3)
The rescue target of the original brothers, Mortarion, was still there when the brothers were discussing His master is in control.
At the end of the operational meeting that was about to end in vain, the person who suddenly stood up and started making a dark horse speech was...!
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Cobos Clarks raised his flexible black tail feathers, and with Magnus’s supplementary explanation from the side, the two of them explained in detail Describing to the brothers present at the meeting, they took turns flying to the outside of Mortarion's house to detect the situation.
First of all, the place was a tall building at the corner of two rivers, which meant that there were no trees nearby for birds to hide and observe at close range for a long time, so they flew over many times and carefully observed outside the window. When they find out, they fly away - the balcony is closed at this height, and inside the balcony and windows, apart from pots and jars, there are huge hanging glue boards. If the wings are stuck in that place, neither of them will be able to escape. If anyone wants to rescue the other one, the ending will definitely be very unhappy. The two of them will be buried together and quickly become suspended and dried birds.
Therefore, the testimony they can give, although very rare, is also quite trivial.
For example, "The floors where Mortarion's owners live are really high. On the 21st floor, the wind is often very strong, and you need to swipe a special card to take their elevator, so I recommend it to brothers who don't have long legs." It should be better to pick him up outside." "His owner doesn't like to go out very much and doesn't like to take him out, but we should still include the kidnapping in the plan." "The windows of the fire exits in their high-rise buildings are all locked, and they cannot enter the house. There is also a fence on the inside of the door." This is the terrain and defense situation that Clarks detected.
“Our brother is forced to eat all kinds of experimental materials every day. Those bubbling or weird-colored medicinal soups look really disgusting. If he doesn’t eat it, he will still eat it. "He will be forced into the stomach with a syringe" and "His master has recently increased the intensity of using torture-like experimental equipment on him. He has become thinner, and his master has locked him in a small prison several times. House", "His master will also put him in a glass experimental room and put some unknown gas in it and observe his reaction, which is outrageous!" and other horrific detailed descriptions, this is what Magnus said. What he saw with his own eyes was absolutely untrue.
The Primarchs, who have never been together again due to various unspeakable reasons, have never had such a common enemy since the 31st millennium that has not yet come.
"Wow! (Damn it! If I had known this, I should have thought of a way to get Lamizane to buy Mortarion's when I accidentally saw it from a distance last time in the pet store!)" Petu Labo bared his teeth, frowned, and let out a series of low growls from deep in his throat.
"Ouch. (It's okay, Perturabo, everyone knows that even a border collie can't pay for rabbits with the owner's account, no one will blame you.)" Roger ·Donne seems to want to comfort his neighbors and brothers.
“Ouch!!!! (Shut up, you damn rock that should be buried in cat litter! Say one more word and don’t let me open the door for you next time. )” The shepherd’s mane was fluffy, but his tail was not only raised but also wagging, which seemed very contradictory.
Leon began to sneer mockingly at this with his golden Maine Coon cat cheeks, while the other brothers politely pretended not to see it.
Flix looked at his genetic father (the dog whose soul is located) worriedly, seemingly undecided whether to boldly reach out and stroke his back hair to comfort him, and witnessed this scene Magnus secretly winked at Perturabo.
Clarks added, "Maybe this is also a way? But if you use normal channels to buy Mortarion, there must be a human being who comes forward as a cover for the transaction."
Perturabo frowned, " Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo [ (Money is not a big problem, Lamizane's loose change and throne coins... no, I collected all the cash and hid it, based on what I collected every day. Information, this money should be enough to buy a rabbit even in this city... But humans are not convenient. Lamizane, a lazy guy, will not move in the direction of Mortarion's house if he has nothing to do. ·The pet shop that Dorn's two human servants designated for him is not the same one as Mortarion's.)"
The yellow and white Corgi nodded in confirmation, "Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, y/bs. Wow. (And my two friends got off work at midnight, and they couldn’t meet him.)"
"Aww, aww. (You still call these mortals friends, do you still want to call them family. Ah Rogal Dorn.)"
"Uh-huh-huh-huh. (You can't piss me off, Perturabo, they do treat me like family, and I can do that in return.)"
"Oooh, woof woof woof! (Stupid, your family is us, we are your real family, Dorn!)"
"Oooh? Wooow woof woof. (Really? Yes) Who was left alone at home by your Lamizane and muttered several long poems to himself)"
Seeing that one of the two held his head high, the other was furious, and the other was furious. The leader of the First Army felt that the blood pressure pumped by the little lion's ambition in his little chest was rising slowly. He didn't know that this feeling was unknown to him. I will experience it many, many, many times in the distant dark future, but now.
"Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo According The big golden cat meowed angrily. "Meow--! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaby! (These cumbersome so-called social rules of mortals really make the fire in my heart difficult to extinguish! Move forward unrestrainedly! Fight! Fighting is the destination suitable for us! My sharp sword-the sharp claw is in urgent need Wait! )"
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu. It would take some time to return to this country. Counting the journey back and forth, he would have to leave in the next two days. How could he have time to get close to Mortarion's reclusive master? No one with common sense would know that no one would do it. He inexplicably sold his rabbit to a stranger who didn't even look like a local.)" Perturabo frowned more and more, not knowing whether it was because he thought of Mortarion trapped in the tall building or because he thought of it. Flix would have to leave for a while before coming back, or something else.
"Meow! Meow! Meow! (Everyone, I can't believe it!)" The orange-gold Maine Coon stood up and stretched his arms widely, so that his pointed claws came out of the pink flesh pads. visibly poked out.
"Meow--ow! Meow-ow-ow-ow! (Just in this small grove, where not even a Stormbird could fit in, we gathered together as never before. A total of six Primarchs! If the verification of Perturabo and Magnus is true ('Woof woof! (Of course it is true! You'd better show your evidence before questioning the Lord of Steel, Leon Ai Er Johnson!)'), twenty-eight thousand years later, the power of six legions is enough to crush anything in this...another galaxy! And here we are worrying about how to get one from a human. A hairy rabbit with one finger! "
"Goo! Chirp! (Most of them. Leon, but those Tyranids may not be able to do it for the time being.)" Magnu Si added thoughtfully and rigorously for his brother.
"Oooo-nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo you Pointed out. "Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo tall now, wearing your power armor and holding your weapons, I think you could just come and ask for Mortarion's connection There is nothing wrong with his person and his house.)"
Seeing that the scene was about to develop into an all-out show of dog hair and cat hair, the only humanoid creature present who had the ability to stop it looked very hesitant. At the end of the battle, Magnus jumped anxiously on the outer branches, opening and closing his large fluffy crest, as if he was rubbing his hands and not knowing how to break up the fight.
And Krax sighed helplessly - in fact, since they discovered that the wooly rabbit might be their unfortunate brother Mortarion, this is the third war meeting held for this purpose, well, obviously before The efficiency of the two times is not very high, because after the brothers have finished jumping around, some dogs should rush back before the humans wake up, so as not to be unable to get out next time due to tighter defensive measures. .
Amidst the piercing "Meow!" and "Ouch!", Lorgar Aurelion quietly and bit by bit finished eating the food he had brought in his two cheek pouches. of all the nuts and seeds, then the red-bellied squirrel clapped its hands, carefully brushing away any debris from its paws, and carefully cleaned its gray and golden-brown fur.
Then he spoke slowly.
"Goooooooooo-(So, have any of you ever thought of asking me? That is, can I go up to observe and investigate this matter in detail? It's really sad, I Brothers, I thought the friendship between us has improved in this beautiful world after we became more equal to each other)"
Although I didn't understand, I was the only one present. The human Flix was horrified and stared at the red-bellied squirrel that made such a bird-like sound with an unbelievable look.
The squirrel sat on the branch with its hind legs like a human being. His bright round eyes just looked down and glanced at the Iron Warriors First Company Commander with a half-smile, which made Flix feel a chill on his back in this hot weather. , creepy. The other Primarchs stopped moving.
"Wow. (Indeed.)" The first one to agree vocally was the border collie. Perturabo frowned but his tail still flapped in thought. "Ouch, ouch, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh. (We have ignored Lorgar's current... racial advantage, so what do you think, brother?)"
"Mi——! Ouch! Meow, meow, meow?" (Do we really want to listen to any words coming out of this guy's sweet mouth?)" The leader of the First Army looked extremely disapproving, "Meow Ao Ao Ao Ao (before Luojia said seriously that he wanted to save his brother. Whenever I feel like it, I always feel an approaching danger that makes my hair explode.)"
"Gurgling, gurgling, gurgling (Maybe that's just your body right now. I feel this way about most animals, brother.)" The squirrel replied calmly, "Gu Gu Gu Gu Gu. In addition to always trying to secretly use his owner's personal computer, Perturabo also wants to run in the grass and chase cats and birds)"
"Hey! (Huh, I don't trust him.)" The Lion King said bluntly, and his green eyes were currently roaming back and forth on some of the squirrel's vital parts.
"Ugh. (Huh? Let him talk about it first, and we can make our own judgment after listening.)"
"Meow! (You don't need to say it!)" Because the cat turned its head to the squirrel, "Speak, Lorgar Aurelion, let us hear what you have to say."
The squirrel, who had been listening and waiting patiently, did not do it because of his brother Angry at their frivolous attitude.
Logar just smiled tolerantly at them, shook his big fluffy tail, and began to confidently and proudly show the brothers the work he had done and his thoughts on their goals.
The Great Word Bearer saw with satisfaction that as he explained the details of the implementation steps of the plan, the way his brothers looked at him began to change.
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Above the twenty-one-story building on the riverside.
In a dark and lightless room.
The long-haired rabbit with a huge frame lay motionless and quietly in the cage, like a pile of dusty and unkempt wool rolls.
Nothing could be seen, including the nose, eyes, and mouth. I could only barely make out the shape of two long, hairy ears that stood up slightly at the top.
"Pap, tap, tap." It is the sound of shuffling footsteps walking in slippers.
The footsteps approached rhythmically.
Stay outside the room door.
The long-haired rabbit is still motionless in the cage, but if you look closely, you will find that the towering shape of the two long ears seems to have become more obvious.
"Squeak."
The visitor opened the door to the room.
A stream of warm air, which is composed of semi-fermented grass, rabbit excrement and living fur mixed together and has been covered for a whole day, gushes out from the depths of the room, making it appear as if it is substantial. The owner of the house subconsciously tilted his head back before stepping through the door.
"Morty*." The voice of the visitor was low and hoarse, but the lying long-haired rabbit remained indifferent to the sound and light.
"I'm here, Morty. How are you feeling today?"
The light was turned on, and the tall shadow of the visitor fell over the rabbit's cage.
A flashlight was turned on next to the rabbit cage, and then the light shone on the rabbit's head.
The two gray eyes of the long-haired rabbit glowed under the hair that covered them, reflecting the light of the flashlight.
The figure of a tall, thin, pale and sickly man was brightly reflected inside.
He smiled at him.
"It's time to eat again, Morty."
A huge syringe was brought over.
"Try what I made specially for you today, Morty. You will like my craftsmanship..."
(End of this chapter)