Hearing this name, Soshiyang blinked. If he remembered correctly, his father's manuscript recorded that this ancestor had joined the imperial expeditionary force and participated in the battle against Ulano Green Skin.
And according to time, the Wanderers fleet still existed at that time.
Perhaps many things happened back then, and perhaps there were many hidden secrets and secrets, but the significance for Soshiyan is no longer that great. Instead, the god who suddenly appeared and destroyed the green skin in Elena's mouth made him even more concerned.
"What the hell is that?"
"You have to find this answer yourself, because Your Majesty has never told me this matter clearly. The only thing I know is that since that day, Your Majesty's mysterious friend has never appeared again."
Soshiyan looked at Elena's face, not sure if the other party was telling the truth, but it was enough to reach this point.
There will always be more clues.
"I understand, thank you for telling me that, Mrs. Elena."
"Well, I just hope you understand the importance of this responsibility."
"I will."
Soshiyang sighed softly.
"By the way, I want to borrow Mu Hu's use."
"What's wrong?"
Soshiyan then told Elena about Ulanhuda.
"Those technical heretics are full of minds. Bringing Mu Hu with them will be more safe. It should be fine to deal with various machinery."
Elena nodded slightly.
"Then you bring it with you."
"Thank you."
After Soshiyan finished speaking, he took a step to leave Veronica's bedroom. At this time, Elena behind him suddenly said in a very low voice:
"The Emperor is not a god, all gods are lies."
But Soshiyang left without looking back.
After leaving Veronica's bedroom, he chose to go to the next floor of the Monastery Fortress, where the jail of the War Chapter was empty most of the time, but it once held a group of people.
During the Battle of Pai Shangxing, fifteen soldiers from the Iron Brotherhood were captured. After genetic verification, it was confirmed that they were all new blood transformed using the genetic seeds of the Empire Fist.
Faced with this situation, Soshiyan did not kill him, but told them the truth and took him into custody.
After all, these people have been in Chaos War Gang for a long time and need to erase some tempers. Therefore, detention is on the one hand. Soshiyan also prepared a large number of books on the history of the Empire Fist and the Iron Warriors, as well as regular priest preaching, hoping that they will have a barrier to their former identities.
Of course, recognizing the 11th Legion is also one of the important tasks.
Calculate the time, Soshiyang felt that it was almost time to finish.
When he arrived at the entrance of the prison, fifteen soldiers wearing silver-gray power armor were already standing there waiting for him, and in addition to that, the second company commander Ustad was also on the side.
"I promised that if you are willing to surrender, I will not break you up."
Soshyan glanced at everyone, and the first captured Garian Kerr was looking at him very seriously.
"But your number is too small, not enough to build a company. Therefore, you are temporarily under the command of the second company commander. When the future recruits are added, you can exist as a separate company, and use your talents in war engineering to better serve the emperor and cleanse your past sins!"
As he said that, he looked at Garian Kerr.
"Garian, you are the captain of this squad, codenamed War Anvil."
"Yes! Thank you for your trust in the Battle Commander! For the Emperor!"
Other members of War Anvil shouted together.
"For the Emperor!"
Soshyan then turned to look at Ustad.
"You go and arrange their residence and armed warehouse first, and then let them rest for two days."
"yes!"
Not far from the prison is the confinement room of the battle group. At this time, the entire Eleventh Company was locked in this independent area. After the funeral of the battle group, Soshiyan asked them to be confined to one month.
"What's going to be idle..."
Sabrin sighed and stretched out his limbs, leaning lazily on the narrow bed against the headboard.
Since his days as a Space Marine, he has never slept in such a small bed. He has to curl up his legs to lie down, which is very uncomfortable to be honest.
He is not a person who is interested in enjoyment, but he does not think that hard work can prove his value. A comfortable piece of furniture does not prevent him from becoming a killer at all.
Swaying his head helplessly, Sabrin let the small gold balls on the head of the bed press against his skin, and was too worried that he did not notice the discomfort.
For him, leisure is a more uncomfortable thing than pain, and he doesn't know how long this period lasts.
The entire confinement room was shrouded in a special kind of darkness, and the lumen was dimmed, and the synthetic fireworks danced in the electroplated candlestick, pressing against the wall, causing countless shadows to tremble and dance.
On the other side of the room, on the chair cushion facing the bed, there were two heavy books, which were thicker than Sablin's hands combined, one was the Astartes's Book and the other was the Disciplinary Order of the War Chapter.
One of these two books was not moving, and the other one fell asleep after reading only three pages.
If he had to use this to pass the time, he would rather commit suicide.
"well--"
Sabrin leaned his palms to his eyes, and the low rotation of the vent fan echoed in the room. At the same time, the sound of pounding the walls was not heard - it was Li Lin's room, and occasionally there were noises on the water pipes above his head.
These sounds are actually not loud, even small, but with the help of Space Marine Superman's hearing, so many noise sources resonate and even cover up their own heartbeats.
"Li Lin, you a terrifying dog, can you keep me quiet? Or can you hammer the walls over Koenis?"
Sabrin turned his head and shouted at the wall, but the thrashing sounds continued to echo and never stopped.
"You won! Let's see how I deal with you after I go out!"
He finally gritted his teeth and stood up after making a snort.
Sabrin blinked and looked at the messy house, with a plate on the ground, with one-third of the cold food remaining inside, a kettle capsized at his feet, and the water inside was dry.
He stood up and came to the wall. There was a mirror the size of a palm on it. A picture of long hair and empty face appeared in the mirror.
It took Sabrin almost a while to recognize that it was himself.
Thinking of something, he suddenly winked and made a grinning expression into the mirror - the expression of the Primrose that Talos had shown him in his memory.
Well, it's still so similar.
With a restrained expression, Sabrin curled his lips at the face in the mirror. It seemed that he had to clean up himself after he left.
Suddenly, he heard the sound of the door, and with hope in his arms, he turned around, but saw that the thick gate was only opened to the observation gap, and behind the gap was a pair of smiling eyes.
"Bahram! I can go out, right? You must have told me that I can go out!"
Sabrin recognized the eyes, walked over quickly, slapped the door heavily, his voice filled with joy.
At the same time, a scent began to stimulate his nose and mouth, which was the smell of meat that had not been seen for a long time.