Chapter 392 The poisonous milk is still working
As the saying goes, a lean camel is bigger than a horse. The Vicious Gaze-class light cruiser occupied by Hogg has surprisingly good performance and is much faster than the Moon-class cruisers equipped by the Empire.

But there are pros and cons. In terms of firepower and speed, the Eldar warships of the same type in the Empire are far superior, but their protection performance is very poor, and their armor is even not as thick as that of some armed merchant ships.

Just like male animals cannot live without guns, cars and balls, everyone took this opportunity to explore this alien battleship with a different style.

As Primarchs, although they have different areas of expertise, they are all outstanding researchers. Even Angron, a reckless man, can create various types of extermination orders.

Due to his extreme passion for explosives, Angron, the bomb master, has spent tens of thousands of years researching. He not only imitated existing styles, but also integrated alien technology to create many special models. The whirlwind torpedo that Hogg detonated before was given by the World Eater.

But after repeated observations, almost all the Primarchs lost interest in the Eldar warships, except for Chagatai, the speed-seeking racing guy.

The reason for this is that the armor of this type of battleship is too weak and it cannot withstand a round of salvos. Even though it has fierce firepower, it is just a glass cannon, which is inconsistent with the Empire's aggressive combat style.

After all, human warships are equipped with rams, and hiding in the distance and shooting in a sneaky way is not the style of the Empire. The Imperial Navy's learning manual even has a tactical technique of using warships to ram, which is something that is actually written into the official textbooks.

Thanks to Magnus, the psychic giant, even without a navigator, Hogg and his men successfully broke out of the Webway and reached loyal Alicia.

Thanks to the advance warning, even though the battleship did not look loyal at all, it still sailed safely into the airport. After all, Black Watch was not Brother Three and could not do something as abstract as shelling its own ships.

Before Hogg finished docking, a group of white cans rushed out of the port. They were the white-scarred guys who sold fake goods everywhere with the help of Black Watch.

As the hatch opened, the Khan was extremely excited as he looked at his long-lost descendants in front of him. This trip was like a bird flying into the sky and a fish entering the sea, and they would never be bound again!

In the midst of his emotion, the Chogris Khan was inspired to write poetry. He pointed to the sky with his left hand and to the ground with his right hand, and walked around three times, chanting:

"The eagle of the vast plain flaps its wings and flies, tearing the golden locks and entering the vastness
The heroes are not afraid of the dark and mournful cries, only my Khan stands at the pass."

Seeing that their father was still as free and heroic as ever, the White Scar warriors led by Qin Xia had tears in their eyes. The creative desire in their genes instantly surged, and they all wanted the Khan to appreciate their masterpieces.

This scene would be a beautiful story in any place, but the problem is that these choir boys are now in the Blackwatch lair, and they are completely unable to appreciate it with the Alisians' artistic level of burning books and burying scholars.

Hogg, who had just left the battleship, saw that the passage in front of him was blocked, so he kicked it directly and pointed at Lilith who was tied up like a dumpling behind him and said:
"You have a dead rat in your waist, why are you pretending to be a cultured person in front of me? You have just recovered for two days and you have forgotten how cowardly you were before being hung on the bed due to kidney deficiency. You little bastards, come here quickly. This is your future mistress."

Hearing that their father had gone missing and had abducted a stepmother for them, the group of white-scarred boys immediately left the Khan and turned around to get in front of their good uncle. The leader, Qin Xia, had a wretched look on his face, rubbing his hands and asking:

"Sir, how can you be sure that this bean sprout is our mistress?"

"How can we be sure?" Hogg laughed on the spot and took out a stack of photos for everyone to circulate.

"I have both the witnesses and the evidence. It's been 3000 years. If I hadn't gone there earlier, you might have had a bunch of brothers. But this is not safe. I advise you to go back and check. Who knows, there might be a young master in your legion." Seeing that his reputation was damaged, the Khan was naturally unwilling. He snatched the photo and shouted to his offspring who was looking back and forth between him and Lilith:

"What mistress? Don't listen to him. I was, was..." The Khan couldn't utter a word. He couldn't say that he was humiliated by that crazy woman for 3000 years. If he told others, he would never be able to hold his head up.

The angel who likes to watch the fun will not miss this opportunity, and picked up a close-up of Diaolu Khan and said:
"Fortunately, this person is not my father, otherwise it would be so unfortunate. After all, not everyone can be a roast goose. Look at the people in this photo, they are crying."

"Hey hey hey!" ×6
His brothers mocked him, his sons doubted him, and Khan was extremely conflicted. Just like Hogg who never mentioned being treated like a toy, he also had to save face and denied that the people in the photos were not him but just looked like him.

If we ask whether it is true or not, everyone has a correct answer in their hearts, but for the sake of the little reputation left in the Legion, Qin Xia still leans in front of Hogg and whispers:
"Your Highness, please name your price! As long as we can make this scandal disappear, our White Scars will surely satisfy you."

As expected of the real boss who has been in charge of the legion for ten thousand years, seeing Qin Xia being so sensible, Hogg immediately put his arm around his nephew's shoulders and stretched out his palm to count.

Seeing Hogg Lion open his mouth, before Qin Xia could say anything, the White Scars' First Company Captain Chagatai shouted:

"1%? Hogg, you are so mean. The whole port is full of my merchant ships, and you ate 3/ of them in one gulp. I think you don't take me seriously at all."

Hearing this, Hogg thought that maybe Lilith had played a trick on Khan's brain? Others couldn't even get a way to give you a gift, and you dared to complain that it was too much.

"What do you mean by 30%? I'm clearly leaving 30% for you. Don't think I'm heartless. I guess you don't want to take this bean sprout away. This amount of supplies can be regarded as resettlement expenses. At worst, I can give priority to you in the supply of armaments to the Mechanicus in the future."

It's not entirely clear whether he really cares about his reputation. Qin Xia has been selling fake goods for 10,000 years, and his reputation has long been ruined. He doesn't care about this. At most, he can find an opportunity to make these bean sprouts disappear from the face of the earth. They have also done black operations before.

But things are different now. Now that the Khan has returned, the legion can no longer be the same as before and must face transformation. The huge capital accumulated over tens of thousands of years is enough for them to revive again.

Qin Xiaming's face was full of confusion, but he was already overjoyed in his heart. How could such a small amount of money compare with the Primarch's promise? After all, the White Scars who had always been independent from the Empire were not like the Iron Warriors who could receive full support from the Mechanicum.

Then he grasped Hogg's hand and said sincerely:
"I have made a fool of myself, my uncles. I will teach this disobedient and rebellious father a lesson when I return. We will not take a penny from the caravan. 70% will be given to His Highness, and 30% will be given to the other five Primarchs as a thank you for finding my Primarch. I only ask that Your Highness take good care of this so-called mistress."

At this moment, Lilith, who was at the center of the topic, was no longer important. What was important was that everyone benefited, and the White Scars could take this opportunity to deepen their ties with the rest of the legions.

People are in high spirits when happy events happen. Hogg immediately led everyone to hold a grand banquet. However, unlike the guests here who were enjoying themselves and eating to their heart's content, the guests on the warning star far away at the border of the hazy star field were almost having their brains beaten out.

Pointing at the Necrons that were gushing out from the ground, Corax turned to look at Angron who was standing there in a daze, and said:

"Brother, your family is too complicated."

(End of this chapter)