Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire.

Chapter 26 "New" and "Old"

In the ignorant morning, when the rays of the stars shone in the hot and humid forest, amidst the smell of rotting soil and dead branches and leaves, Outpost No. [-] still uttered prayers in a low voice.

Since every soldier of the third regiment prostrated himself before the double-headed eagle of the empire, he recited reverently.

"The emperor is omnipotent, please protect me with the divine light of Banzi, so that I will not be attacked by the dark night.

Give me strength to fulfill my heavy responsibility, and punish those who violate my way.

Feel my bones, only strength,
Feel my muscles, only strength,
Feel my soul, only strength,
feel my emperor,

Good luck to me,

I am a mortal,

All men are cowardly,

Today is the guard,

but death is weak,

Bearing the weight of dignity,

Will crush mortal cowardice. "

The weak have always been able to do this or that, when the Emperor's light falls on their shoulders, today the soldiers' arms can lift their guns again.

They were not veterans of the dead like Catachan, nor the angels of the Astartes, straight from their home, from their sanctuary to their enemies.

But Alan Bayer is not as devout as they are, but he is not a disloyal person, but at any time, someone needs to be on the watchtower to look around.

He walked through the hall of the sentry tower, which was originally a combat area filled with praying soldiers, and he noticed that the person who planned this prayer was John Dern.

Basically, all the recruits recognized this soldier, and it can be said that the new platoon all looked forward to him.

Alan Baier didn't feel that he had such a great personality, but most of the recruits were very polite to him.

This surprised Alan Bayer, because "obedience" and "respect" are two different things. Obedience is something that all qualified Star Militia possess. They will obey anyone with a higher rank, but respect...

This is more difficult, but not very difficult, because no matter what the environment, people will definitely worship, respect another person, and entrust their will to him, especially in a foreign country, but there is no doubt that This number is very small.

If a man respects everyone, he respects no one, and the inhabitants of the empire are even more narrow in this respect, because the god-emperor will always live in his place.

But as his adjutant, John was so popular, Alan Bayer still recognized it, he took the breakfast oatmeal bar, instant synthetic powder, and continued to move forward, the next room is for the Mechanic Girl, to be honest, this is the ordnance library.

He didn't know how she slept without a bed, maybe because she was no longer a mortal, and when Alan Baier passed by, he could still hear voices coming from behind the door.

"011101110110000..."

Mechanical language...unbelievable...

Praise for Om Messiah, but Alan Bair actually wanted to hear it in Gothic.

Climb to the top of the sentry post and look down at the forest. Raindrops fell on the thick leaves and accumulated into large raindrops and fell on the ground. It was like the sound of orcs' rough bullets hitting the armor, and the babbling prayers in the sentry station formed a crazy song. alien ensemble.

Alan Baier caressed the heavy bombs on the city wall and looked at the bomb craters on the trenches. Now he is in it, like hell.

If some Destroyer of the Warp had sent him, he would have thanked all his family and race, save the Emperor.

Messy thoughts cannot last long, only pure belief can protect the body, when consciousness can interfere with reality, then, welcome to hell.

Alan Baier sat on the wall stack and sang in a low voice.

"Holy Emperor, listen to my words,

Guide my heart astray,
To wear what he wears, to wear what he wears,
Punishment and rebellion are beyond redemption. "

"Holy Emperor Zai Ren, cleanse the demons,

The soul keeps screaming, and it does not fall into a ghost. "

Just after the prayer was over, he noticed a female soldier came to the top of the post and said to him.

"Loyalty, good quality, my lord."

Alan Bair doesn't care. "What are you here for, ma'am?"

She replied "I am on duty, my lord."

Alan asked. "Where is John, today is his working day, isn't it?"

The lady answered. "Yes, but I asked for a change of shift because I heard you were going to be on duty here."

Alan Bair dismissed it. "Call that bastard up, he's going to be lazy again, isn't he?"

The female soldier replied. "No! My lord, he gathered soldiers in the sentry tower and taught the recruits how to survive."

Alan Baier sneered. "How to survive? Get hit on the shoulder, right?"

Although he was indeed injured, but also experienced the greenskin attack, Alan Bayer quickly realized that he was a bit mean. After all, the command side did not send any people. Now there is only one row in the entire sentry tower, which is empty and loose.

Although there are Catachans stationed here, the feeling of uneasiness pervades the hearts of all soldiers, and the platoon that can be sent here will not be too bad...

But you can't hope that the third regiment has any good soldiers. According to Alan Bayer's calculation, it will take almost a month before the fourth row can be replaced by the second row.

They are all crooked melons and dates, but I just picked a few that look good.

He picked up the binoculars and looked into the distance, trying to find some clues about the green skin, so as not to kill more people.

And the female soldier persisted, brushing the end of her annoying brown hair over the tip of Alan Byer's nose. Did anyone tell her that she should cut her hair short?

she said. "My lord, is it true that you fought with Katachan?" Her eyes kept looking at the long-bladed knife on Alan Baier's waist, and Alan Baier immediately covered it.

"Enough, are you a Leitlin? Don't look at other people's things like that!"

The girl shrank her head limply after being told.

"Okay, then can you tell me how to survive the battlefield, after all, I didn't go to class."

Alan Baier thought for a while. "Quiet, fast, find the bunker as soon as possible, there are many enemies, you don't need to be too accurate, try to ensure that you live long enough, and then listen to the veterans."

"Remember, when the enemy is coming, put the dog tag in your mouth first, so that you don't know whose body it is because your head is blown to pieces. I have seen this situation many times before, and the follow-up troops who came to clean up have had a headache for a long time."

"I heard that those who can't be claimed can only be buried casually, and then a simple obituary will be sent to the family. I don't know if those astropaths can explain clearly, after all, the list is too long."

The girl was speechless. The place where she was stationed had never been attacked before, and it was the first time for her to be so close to a soldier who had experienced war.

She has mixed feelings, because the hero platoon leader in her head should be greater, not what it is now.

Until she saw Alan Bayer checking weapons again and again today, alerting the enemy, helping her distinguish what is a local wild animal, what is a green skin, what is a forest, and what is a tree.

When the day was over, she quickly saw the true nature of the platoon leader. To be honest, her dreams were shattered. He was a mortal, but he was also a good person.

When she went down to the sentry tower, she said something specially. "Thank you, platoon leader, you are a good person, today is also the best lesson I have ever had!" Then leave quickly.

Alan Baier couldn't help muttering. "What the hell?"

Then he talked to himself. "Catachan certainly doesn't like the nerd, but I think it's all right."

(End of this chapter)