Chapter 455: Sudden Extra: Saving Mortarion (3K Version) (Abrupt Ending)
So, while Flix was eager to return home, he embarked on his journey back and forth to refresh the visa-free time, The six Primarchs discussed the operation to save Mortarion and finally came up with a solution that was very abrupt and made the other brothers extremely dissatisfied, but it was indeed a solution.
And who will show their face at the end of this whole thing?
*This chapter may be the episode most popular with Siris. Please think twice if you want to continue reading.
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When Felix Khadomo set foot on the land of Siris again, it was already the evening three days after the secret forest meeting.
Before he put down his luggage, the first company commander rushed to the residential area where the father of the gene lived.
When he stood on the roadside pretending to be a resting traveler, and his genetic father walked briskly toward him with beautiful steps and curled tail, a huge sense of happiness swept over him again. Flix's mind.
Of course, the first company commander had a very personal tendency and selectively ignored the fact that dogs must be leashed when walking on the streets of Seris. There is no such thing as a rope. The most beautiful thing on this street is the most perfect majestic figure of the Lord of Steel in this world.
Obviously, Perturabo BC also saw his Trident Chief, and he nodded slightly to the son who was the most like him to a certain extent. As soon as the eyes of the two parties touched, Perturabo BC pretended to be unintentional and curious and walked over and started sniffing Flix's suitcase.
Almost at the same time, the owner who was taking Perturabo out for a walk suddenly became alert with a blank expression on his face. He seemed to be very experienced and began to grab the rope and carefully move towards it. He pulled his dog back and apologized in advance to the passers-by who had been disturbed.
Flix put on his most natural smile while looking at the... er... owner of the father of genes. (Fortunately, this moment is not thirty-eight thousand years later, otherwise it would not be possible at this moment. Lix was probably half-kneeling to reply to him) while waving his hands widely to show that he didn't mind the dog getting close to him - Oh my God, Blood of Steel! The primarch is pressing his wet, cold nose against my arm! Ahhhhh, my father's mouth, the feel of the short fluff on his mouth...
I can do anything in the galaxy now to protect these wonderful fluffs! !
Flix, who was almost completely overwhelmed by the joy, was still the chief of the Trident and the first company commander. At least he was not completely overwhelmed by the blessings that came. He felt that Perturabo BC was actually Pretending to cup his arm actually conveyed to him a set of regular codes.
The owner of GeneFather enthusiastically said, "He wants to play with you! He seems to really like you! You can touch his head! Don't be afraid! I will hold his head for you." Mouth!" The head-touching salesman and the father of genes boldly touched the thick, soft mane behind the dog's head. After watching the black-and-white dog and his owner leave and continue walking forward, Flix immediately took out his notebook. , relying on his own memory to use long and short symbols to record the regular code passed to him by the dog just now, and then looked at the written symbol group to decipher it again.
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Ah.
This is a set of combat reference codes that the Fourth Legion often used before the Horus Heresy when battles were intense on the front lines.
Flix realized that he had held his breath at some point. He exhaled a breath of turbid air from the depths of his lungs, blinked, and subconsciously touched the corners of his eyes with his knuckles - to control the emotions of his mortal body. It is not as easy as the genetically engineered bodies of Space Marines, and there is no power armor that closely monitors their psychological and physiological changes. It will timely and directly inject regulatory drugs into their blood vessels through the interface on the body surface.
He picked up the paper again and confirmed. This set of combat codes concisely and clearly guided him to a time and a coordinate. Although he didn’t know how a shepherd dog got the geographical coordinates, he thought it was great and wise. The Lord of Steel has his own methods.
The first company commander took out his personal mobile communicator and glanced at the time displayed on it.
It was enough for him to go to the hotel and put his luggage before rushing over. very good.
He immediately hailed a taxi and headed towards the hotel he had booked in advance.
No matter what Genefather does next or what role he plans to play in it, carrying his large suitcase will obviously not be conducive to any combat operations, but he will bring his wallet with him Personal mobile communicator.
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Lorgar Aurelion successfully convinced (?) his brothers at the secret forest meeting, and then took the nearby squirrels who were moved by his speech and divided them into different tactical teams according to their residence. The furry little animals nimbly took advantage of the cover of the dark night and headed toward their two locations.
Of course, given that night is the time for pet cats and dogs to spend time at home with their owners, and it is likely that no one can come in and open the main door for them twice at night (this is the point), the two teams The important task of communicating and transmitting the frontline combat situation and possible air support can only rely on the more reliable Clarks and... uh... Magnus, who should have become more reliable. .
At the same time, His Highness Al Johnson, the unfettered leader of the First Army with green eyes and golden hair, can follow the paths trampled by the fishermen under the wall and river embankment. He walked on catwalks all the way to the high-rise building where Mortarion was imprisoned, preparing to watch the Word Bearer's operations up close, patting his chest and bragging to his brothers.
——Joke! Luojia can really train a group of squirrel warriors with just his sharp tongue! You know, they have already confirmed one thing - they are special animals with their own "self-awareness", and other cats and dogs are just ordinary animals.
So no matter how many other squirrels there are, they are just squirrels! Let him prepare himself today for Lorgar's crushing defeat and his post-war taunts. In the end, you have to rely on cats to win this action!
It has to be a cat! Just like the soldiers of his First Legion! Agile, independent, alert, and powerful, he can rush in when the door opens! Open all doors! Jump up to the chandelier and cabinet top! Push everything off the high ground! Jump on the curtain! Jump on the air conditioner! Let him cause a scene! Then he used his strong fists to knock down the abominable alien... no, the abominable mortal who enslaved their brothers! Finally he was able to reluctantly push Mortarion into the stairwell with his claws -
Just a little.
Going up and down the twenty-first floor is indeed a little too high for a cat.
Leon El'Jonson raised his head vigorously. At this moment, he really missed his Indomitable Truth and her fully packed Stormbird and Thunderhawk hangars, as well as the various weapons on it. A personal arsenal of equipment and his faithful and devoted Seraphim.
"Meow~~~~?" A soft and sweet cat meow that could not be ignored brought back the Caliban Lion who was immersed in the glorious and great space navigation and galactic war. Reality.
Leon left his little royal court tonight in order to have a glimpse and prepare to be the savior king after Lorgar's failure.
He has gone too far. This is no longer his usual range of activities, let alone his territory, so the owner of this building and the territory by the river actually has another cat.
It’s just that Leon originally thought that his luck should be enough to allow him to complete all actions in a short time and then leave quietly. But obviously the god of luck did not intend to favor him today.
The leader of the First Army shook up his hair and turned around slowly, his mane majestically surrounding his head and neck like a cloak.
A tall, strong and beautiful tortoiseshell female cat with three flowers appeared in his sight, parting the grass formed by iris leaves on both sides.
oh.
Hell. It's really her. Why was she by the river instead of going hunting today?
As the female cat approached with a smile, Leon El'Jonson cheered up and raised his tail to meet it.
Anyway, I hope I can deal with her before the matter ends...————————
Under the gaze of the hovering Krax and Magnus perched on top of the tree below.
Logar Aurelion was giving a final mobilization speech on a lawn under the shadow, and then distributed the red-bellied squirrels under his command in an orderly manner.
Although these chirping little stuffed animals cannot move as neatly as the Astartes, they can actually act separately as Lorgar said.
One team is responsible for guarding the exit of the passage they want to use and finding enough clean old clothes as a buffer. The other team is responsible for entering the building with him. Finally, there is a single and cutest one. The most beautiful gray squirrel is responsible for attracting human attention by making deliberate appearances.
“Do you think his plan will succeed?”
Clarks flew to Magnus and shook his head solemnly, "I'm not sure, brother, although it really sounded incredible when he said it at the time. We all felt like he was talking nonsense, but now I don't know. "It's definitely getting up."
Then they saw that the squirrels were actually carrying a roll of rope under Luojia's command, although they made many anxious and extra movements. He and the sack followed him and hid in the shadows behind the door steps, and then the cutest and cleanest squirrel jumped up the steps and walked towards the target that Lorgar had chosen long ago - a man who got off work late but was punctual and A young girl who seems to like small animals very much.
It walked up to her and sat down next to her when she swiped her card and was about to enter, and then stared at her with its cute black eyes.
The kind lady’s attention was immediately focused on this cute squirrel. She let out a small cry of surprise at this cute and fearless animal, then quickly stopped it, then stared at the squirrel, and tiptoed to take out her mobile phone from her bag, preparing to take photos from multiple angles and post them on social media——
——Completely, completely, not paying attention to the steps behind him, a group of squirrels led by Luojia quickly slipped into the building one after another.
"I'm beginning to think that Lorgar's plan is really going to work, brother."
Magnus turned to the Raven Lord, who also looked at all this with his eyes widened, "But what is he? How do you convince these wild animals to do these complex actions? It stands to reason that the intelligence of this species of squirrel...can never be trained to achieve such amazing mobility in such a short period of time! If this was the case, Perturabo and the others would have already contacted the other pet dogs in this building!"
Clarks jumped up and down on the branches uneasily, "This is a very good question. Magnus, I also want to know. Have I always underestimated his abilities in some ways like you?"
The big red feather crown of the hoopoe opened and closed, "Perhaps, words are in a certain way? Under certain circumstances, it is indeed more powerful than pure force."
They waited outside the building for a while, and Clarks flew up to the twenty-first floor, circled a few times, and dived down again.
"We succeeded." He told Magnus, "Lorgar is leading the squirrels to pull the sack containing Mortarion towards the garbage disposal. The strange guy is lying in the corridor and has not yet reacted - they Turned off the light, and then took away his glasses and put them on the other side! I have to say, it’s incredible!”
Soon, Mr. Flix Kedomo arrived at the appointed place on time. I received a...a dirty, very thin, gray long-haired rabbit that was sent by the squirrels led by Luojia in a large sack.
Based on the empirical inferences drawn from the other Primarch Highnesses, Flix immediately nodded cautiously to the Great Word Bearer Squirrel, picked up the sack containing the rabbit and quickly left the scene.
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The next day.
In the dense forest.
Mortarion, who was rescued by his brothers, stamped his feet angrily in the cage held by Felix.
They have been waiting here for a while.
Mortarion grew increasingly angry.
Of course the first company commander couldn't understand the rabbit's scolding, but it didn't look like an act that showed anything like happiness or pleasure.
Chief Trident has been very careful and somehow experienced (?) to find a cross-district 24-hour pet hospital for examination and make an appointment for bathing services.
So in addition to being very thin - according to the doctor, Mortarion, who is about to appear in front of his brothers - according to the doctor, his big frame should not be as thin as only seven pounds and seventy-seven pounds -. It was washed, smelled, and combed and trimmed. It was completely different from the rabbit before. Even if his kind owner came, he would not be able to recognize it.
“Squeak! Squeak, squeak, squeak—! (What’s going on! According to the numbers I calculated, I was almost able to successfully escape from this body through meditation and the number cycle penance ceremony, and return to the world. Where I should be! How could anyone think of letting a squirrel steal a rabbit! I hate you!"
"What? Brother? Hate us?" Before Mortarion could finish his yelling, from the shadow behind the first squirrel that appeared with a smile, and from the depths of the trees, different animals walked out one after another.
Mortarion's voice gradually weakened, became surprised, and began to make strange noises.
Then when he saw Leon El'Jonson, who was full of glory (?), and Robert Guilliman (who had not yet had time to take off his costume), he finally couldn't help laughing.
"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"
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Although it is difficult to evaluate, the result is amazing Everyone was happy to solve the problem of Mortarion, allowing the Death Lord to reunite (not particularly happily) with his other furry brothers in the land of the mysterious kingdom of the East later in the third millennium (?).
A blue-green snake carefully poked his head out of his lair and glanced at the light upstairs.
The lights were still on in the Perturabo house, but the lights in the kitchen and living room had been turned off in the Dorn house. The owner of another family was watering the flowers on the balcony. Clarks had already flown into the distance, and Magnus was flying in another direction.
He hissed the message and retreated back into the depths of his secluded lair under the tree in front of their door.
(End of this chapter)