Warhammer: Angron Training Manual

Chapter 225: Mystery of the Past

"What did you say?"

Qin Xia squatted down and approached the head of the Grey Knight on his left.

The Gray Knight lay on the operating table, his eyes still fixed on Qin Xia.

It’s not that Qin Xia didn’t understand, he just found it hard to believe.

"yours……"

As the Grey Knight spoke, his face trembled, as if he was trying to force out the words.

"Your armor."

Since the Grey Knight was still abnormal, Qin Xia didn't want him to continue struggling to speak, so he raised his hand and pressed it on the Grey Knight's head to sense it.

Then he saw the past.

The warship was invaded by Khorne demons at that time.

That battle.

Qin Xia saw himself still soaking in the cabin, then saw a flash of light, and the ship suddenly moved to another place.

Then he saw a flash of light, and both he and the cabin disappeared.

Everyone present was very surprised.

The demons seemed to have a clear goal. After seeing him disappear, they howled in anger and suddenly stopped besieging others. Instead, they dispersed to look for him.

The two Grey Knights escaped from the command deck with some surviving mortals. They killed their way and finally came to a relatively safe place.

However, on the way, one of the Grey Knights' armor was damaged.

Perhaps the demon had just hit a certain part of the armor.

Then the Gray Knight took off his armor and went to the equipment warehouse with others. After opening the equipment warehouse, he put on Qin Xia's armor.

That was the armor that originally belonged to Qin Xia. It was supposed to be worn by Qin Xia in an extremely cool armor-wearing ceremony after he left the transformation process.

Qin Xia saw the Grey Knights put on their armor and continue fighting. They experienced an extremely long battle.

During this period, they even tried to retake the command deck and join forces with the surviving navigators to leave the subspace and save more people, but they failed.

The navigators could not find a way back to the real universe, and most of the mortals eventually starved to death.

The dead mortals turned into a mass of flesh, enveloping the bodies of the two Grey Knights.

Then the memory that Qin Xia read dissipated for a while, and he did not see part of the memory. After the memory could be seen by him again, both Gray Knights went crazy.

"Strange, what on earth did you go through?" Qin Xia moved his hand away in great confusion.

Although there are still many mysteries to be solved in this matter, at least one thing is certain, that is, one of the sets of armor belongs to Qin Xia.

The Grey Knight who put it on wanted to find Qin Xia and return the armor to him.

This matter itself was also the instruction of the Grand Master.

Qin Xia suddenly thought of a question, a question that had been in his mind for a long, long time.

That's why he became a Grey Knight.

The Grey Knights found me in a hurry, and without even following the normal procedures, they turned me into a member of the Grey Knights, just like forcing a duck to do something or giving a broiler chicken hormones.

This question cannot be answered for the Grey Knight in front of him because his level is not high enough.

So Qin Xia walked to the side of the gray knight on the right, raised his hand and pressed it on the other's head to sense his memory.

“This is a mission that must be accomplished.”

Qin Xia saw the Grand Master of the Grey Knights.

The Grand Master was giving instructions to a person in front of him.

"At any cost."

"But since crossing the Great Rift is extremely dangerous and involves a narrow escape, I allow you to take anything you want from me."

After hearing the Grand Master's promise, the Grey Knight asked in a deep voice, "Why do we have to take him to where he is going?"

"To be honest, I don't know either." The Grand Master said calmly, "If this is your wish, I can't satisfy you, because even if I go to ask higher-level people, I will only get one answer."

"The answer is ..."

"I don't know either. I just received such orders. We were ordered to find this person and send him to the front line."

Qin Xia slowly put down his hand. Although there were still many problems that had not been solved, he at least knew that the reason why he was forced to do this was because there was an order among the Grey Knights to find him.

And no one knows the reason why the order to find oneself exists.

This is something that sounds very outrageous.

The Grey Knights are such a tight military force that was top secret before Guilliman's return in 40K. They enjoy the best military supplies, the best military training, and the highest level of power.

The result is that there is an order that requires everyone to do something, but no one knows why they are doing it.

"Maybe I'll know why later." Qin Xia didn't dwell on it, because if there hadn't been this meeting, if he hadn't waited until now, he wouldn't even have gotten this limited information.

Eat when you should eat, drink when you should drink, don’t take it to heart unless it’s a life-threatening matter to avoid mental exhaustion.

This is a rule of survival summed up by Qin Xia, although he himself does not always follow it.

"Have a good rest." Qin Xia said to the two gray knights.

The two Grey Knights were still staring at the armor.

Qin Xia didn't want to say that. He really didn't need that set of armor now, because what he was wearing now was tailor-made for him by the original body.

If it were possible for these two Grey Knights to continue fighting.

And they are willing to continue fighting.

Qin Xia thought that the set of armor that belonged to him could be given to any one of them to wear.

And if they are unable to continue fighting, their equipment will be distributed to the most powerful people in the Think Tank.

Before leaving, Qin Xia wanted to tell Xiang Xian something, but Xiang Xian already knew what Qin Xia wanted to tell him, so he took the initiative to say: "I will monitor their mental conditions, find out the pattern of their sobriety or madness, and then notify you when they are sober."

"Thank you." Qin Xia nodded, "But don't perform surgery on them, unnecessary surgery, and don't use drastic methods to study the changes in their bodies after they come out of the subspace."

"Ha. Ha." Quadrant laughed twice, both sounding emotionless and cold. "Who do you think I am? A lunatic?"

"That's just what I said." Qin Xia turned and left.

After watching Qin Xia leave, Quadrant stretched out its limbs that were folded under its red robe and put a multifunctional integrated tool into the storage box beside it.

At this time, the battleship re-entered the warp, and after all the tasks at hand were completed, the White Knight would return to the Legion fleet.

……

Twelve Legion Fleet.

Two weeks have passed since the White Knight left.

The Primarchs continued to wipe out the remaining greenskin forces in the new sector of Onus. As the war situation was very optimistic, the Primarchs no longer gathered together, and there were no enemies that needed them to gather together to deal with. The Onus sector was about to be peaceful again.

The war will be won.

Angron, who was on the flagship of the 12th Legion, was concerned with more than just the war.

As time went by, Angron became more and more worried about Qin Xia's safety.

When the orcs were still the main opponents, people did not think that the suddenly appearing elves were so difficult to deal with or how urgent it was to deal with them.

Now that the orcs are no longer the most powerful enemy, the status of the Eldar has been highlighted.

Now more than a week has passed, but Qin Xia still has not returned. If we take into account the time he needs to fight, even if everything goes well, it will take another month before there is any news.

Angron was thinking about these things in his office. He began to think that maybe he should have told his brothers at that time and simply took most of the 12th Legion to deal with the Eldar. However, given the situation at that time, the other brothers dealt with the orcs while he went to deal with a group of aliens that appeared out of nowhere.

It's inappropriate no matter how you think about it.

"Don't worry."

Angron suddenly heard Qin Xia's voice.

The Primarch glanced over and saw his adoptive father standing over him, a razor in his hand.

Angron looked away and found himself holding a razor, standing in front of the mirror with his adoptive father.

This was a place where a high knight noble lived during the Nuceria Rebellion War.

Angron recalled that when this place had just been captured, his adoptive father suddenly noticed the changes on his face, and then took him to the bathroom and taught him how to shave.

"Yes, that's it, don't worry."

"Little by little, be careful not to cut your skin if you are too anxious."

Qin Xia stood in front of the mirror holding a razor. There was a white circle around his mouth, and he was shaving his beard with the razor.

Angron followed suit and shaved his beard with a razor.

Then his beard got stuck in the razor, and he pulled it hard, causing the blade to curl.

Angron picked up Cromach's brass sword and used it as a razor, and found that it was much more useful than the professional tool.

"Don't let Cromach know that you used his sword to shave." Qin Xia glanced at Angron in the mirror, "Otherwise he will definitely make you listen to his ten thousand advertisements before he gives up."

"Then I have no choice but to listen. Otherwise, I won't be able to deal with him if he suddenly advertises." Angron replied with a smile.

Qin Xia put down the razor in his hand, took the brass sword in his hand, and then slowly shaved Angron's beard: "You are too fast and too careless. You missed a lot of places. You need to go slower."

“Yeah,” Angron nodded.

In this way, Qin Xia slowly helped Angron shave his beard, and because of the Primarch's extremely high learning ability, Angron quickly learned how to use the brass sword to shave his beard.

Qin Xia stood in front of the mirror, looking at Angron, whose face was clean. "It was only then that I felt the passage of time. Although it hasn't been many years, you are already a man."

“Does this happen to ordinary people?” Angron asked.

"How is it?" Qin Xia picked up his razor and continued to shave himself.

"Like this, a father teaches his son how to shave."

"Most ordinary people are like this, but people without fathers can't do this, so they can only learn by themselves."

Qin Xia answered the question while shaving his beard and recalling some things.

"If you were learning by yourself, you probably wouldn't think of looking for a tutorial, and would just use the cheapest tools and the most sloppy and crude techniques until you saw blood and got scared, and then stopped."

"There's nothing you can do if it bleeds. The tools are too low-quality and the technique is too rough. You can't blame others. Just wipe it off and continue scraping yourself."

"I don't even think that someone should teach me or wipe the blood off my lips at this time."

"..."

Qin Xia said.

At this time he once again talked about the past.

Ever since Qin Xia treated the duelists as brothers and sisters and family, he always liked to talk about these things. This might be a way of expressing his emotions, or it might be a way of expressing his feelings about "what a fucked up life I lived before."

"You are lucky, at least you have a family like me to help you." Qin Xia said.

Angron smiled and nodded.

"If you are confused about something or need help, just go to whoever you can find. After all, we are all family. We may not have any blood relationship, but we have a bond that is stronger than blood relationship."

"We are still comrades."

When Qin Xia said this, the smile on Angron's face suddenly disappeared.

Angron swallowed his saliva, looked at Qin Xia concentrating on shaving, hesitated for a moment and then said: "The others and I are indeed comrades-in-arms and family members. I love them too. They are all my sisters or brothers, but..."

"I'm not trying to compare anything. I just want to state a fact, a fact that I have always believed, but you may not have noticed."

"That is, what you provide is not only care and love, but more importantly... protection like a safe haven."

"Like ordinary people, a child has no ability to take care of himself when he is born, and no ability to protect himself when he grows up. I do have the ability to protect myself, but I don't know how to do it or what to do."

Angron hesitated. He wanted to say it directly, but he didn't know how Qin Xia would feel.

"That is to say, is there such a possibility..."

"Maybe... maybe there is a father-father relationship between us..."

Before Angron could finish his words, a gladiator rushed into the bathroom and told Qin Xia and him that another group of high knights were coming to launch a surprise attack.

Qin Xia immediately turned around and walked out, shaving as he walked, without any panic at all.

Angron followed behind, looking at Qin Xia who was not nervous or panicked at all. He felt that as long as he was there, he would be like being in a bunker during a storm, and he would never feel unsafe.

Angron suddenly opened his eyes.

It was only after he saw the familiar office inside the Resolute that he realized he had fallen asleep.

This was the only sleep I had gotten since the middle of the Nuceria Rebellion.

"Father?"

The door was pushed open.

The flag officer of the first company walked into the office.

Angron frowned slightly.

He didn't like the Space Marines calling him father. Although the title was appropriate on a genetic level, he always felt that he had suddenly and inexplicably become the caretaker of others without being fully prepared.

But Angron never said not to call him that, because he sensed that if he really gave such an order, the soldiers of the Legion would be depressed.

"What is it?" Angron asked, as always, in a friendly manner.

"It is time for this week's Legion Talks to begin," said the Space Marine.

"Wait a moment." Angron stood up and prepared.

(End of this chapter)