Traveling through the Warhammer world, but I didn’t cry.

Finally...these guys are gone...

Xiaoyi huddled in Lin Fan's mouth, thinking about Lin Fan's current mental state. She always felt that Lin Fan's mind had become dull after coming out of the subspace.

"I said do you still remember me?"

"You are the voice of my soul."

Well... this guy must have lost his mind after being hit on the head. She doesn't know if it's amnesia or something else. She has never been able to understand the chattering things in the subspace.

"Then you have to listen to me, you know?"

"Oh."

Not bad, at least this stupid boy is willing to listen to himself instead of following the religious way. Xiaoyi hated religion, and she also remembered that Lin Fan was afraid of being a religious fool.

So now it's my turn to help this stupid boy? Help him regain his memory?

What to do? He didn't know much about the current human empire, so he could only find somewhere similar to his previous environment.

The army is a good place. Xiaoyi remembers that Lin Fan spent a long time in the Astra Militarum. Simply put those religious guys under control, and then go to the army to slowly repair their memories.

"Really... you tell me later, I say something and you say something, do you understand?"

"Ah."

Really obedient, this is much better. So Xiaoyi asked Lin Fan to repeat his words, successfully calming the bishops wearing high hats. Now they are sitting on a transport plane, quickly transferred to the station of the 141st Krieger Regiment.

A bishop was hesitant, but he still wanted to persuade the saint to stay in the church, preach and teach, and resolve doubts.

But just as he was about to sit up, he was stared at by another bishop. He saw the bishop who was different from his own faction gently touching the knife in his hand, preparing to pounce on him and stab him as a "heretic".

The bishop wiped the cold sweat from his head. Now the church has been divided into two factions due to the saint's travel and decision. One is the "Saint Supporters" with a smaller number of people, but most of them are old people.

They advocated keeping the saint in the church and in Ririmel's nest to accept worship from everyone instead of going to the battlefield.

The other sect is the "Songsheng sect" which has a larger number of people but is generally young and radical.

They believe that what the saint says is right, and you can do whatever the saint says. You bishops are trying your best to keep the saint in the church. What do you want to do? Do you want to enshrine great saints like vases or idols?

"The saint is following you insects! How can you carry out the emperor's will!"

A large-scale conflict broke out between the two sides in the church district, but it was obvious that at this time, whoever sided with the armed forces would have the advantage.

The saint's decision to hide his identity and go into battle is very popular with the battle nuns. Although these fanatical heresy cleansers will not directly participate in the discussion of the path of faith, their biased "neutrality" is what makes the saints loyal. One side is in trouble.

So the Archbishop compromised with the Holy Sect and allowed the Saint to join the Krieg Legion's frontline battlefields to teach the Emperor's holy will. But it is also not allowed to have any great deeds from the past that affect the saints.

In this regard, the archbishop of the Saint-supporting sect said: "Since you believe from the Saint-centered sect that the saint's words must be implemented, then you should also implement what the saint said: 'Don't bother me.'"

The people from the Saint Sect smiled slightly, and then began to form the Atonement Legion based on the offense of not fully implementing the Saint's words.

As the transport ship stopped, the two bishops of different factions observed each other. No one of them spoke or moved first. They waited for the saint in Krieg uniform to disembark completely before they cursed each other as a heretic.

Then there was a scuffle, and the battle nuns in charge of security turned their heads to the side. As long as they didn't kill anyone, they could turn a blind eye.

Moreover, there are also undercurrents surging within the Sisters. The former nuns who were both good in character and academics are now breaking laws and disciplines one by one, and are desperately trying to send themselves to the Legion of Atonement so that they can fight side by side with the saints. Qualifications.

Xiaoyi felt the transport ship go away and sighed silently.

Human beings were not like this in the past... The beliefs of the people within these sects were so fanatical and intolerant that they couldn't even listen to any other opinions.

Have all their rational thinking been sucked out of their stomachs?

tsk tsk....

Xiaoyi sighed with emotion, but did not forget to urge Lin Fan, who had lost his mind, to report to the military camp. I hope that this kind of military life can help Lin Fan regain consciousness as soon as possible.

But as Lin Fan went deeper, the environment of the surrounding positions made Xiaoyi feel more and more that the military life of this regiment was completely different from the style of the 37th Regiment where Lin Fan belonged.

Xiaoyi thought that the fighting situation that day was like the way the imperial army behaves in battle nowadays, bombing indiscriminately and pouring out firepower. After all, the fight in Armageddon was equally deadly and crazy.

But when the position fell into silence and no one was involved in the war, Xiaoyi felt as oppressive as deathly silence.

Whether it was the soldiers and civilians of Armageddon or the soldiers of the Thirty-seventh Regiment, they would chat in low voices after the war. Maybe he was showing off how many enemies he had killed today.

Or they may be complaining about the dry and tasteless dry food bars today, or lamenting the passing of their comrades.

But among these soldiers wearing black coat-like military uniforms and airtight gas masks, Xiaoyi's receiver could not sense any communication at all.

The crackling of flames, the gentle breathing under the mask, the sound of ammunition being packed and the patter of soldiers' boots hitting the ground.

Other than that, there is nothing left.

Those soldiers stood in the trench like sculptures. Their eyes could not be seen under the eyepiece. They just stared at the enemy positions in the distance and did nothing.

A watch officer took the certificate handed over by Lin Fan and glanced at Lin Fan with his head tilted.

"Go to the end of tunnel G4 and report to Colonel Hans in fortress B5."

"Yes, sir."

After passing through the complex criss-crossing trenches, Lin Fan, who had lost his mind, found the B5 fortress. He walked to the door and handed over the certificate in his hand to the guards on guard at the door.

After a while, he was taken into the fortress, and it was at this time that Xiaoyi once again met Colonel Hans of the 141st Krieger Regiment.

Colonel Hans lightly dusted his hands and placed the certificate he read on the table without handing it to Lin Fan.

"No. 0, you will form a group of grenadiers and work with them to break through the fortress group in the middle of the Scrap Steel Plain."

"Yes."

Colonel Hans watched Lin Fan go, and he opened and looked at the certification documents on the table.

There was a line like this written on it in gorgeous Gothic calligraphy.

"Sent into the most difficult battlefield."

Krieger's officers will not wear any decorations, but in order to meet the requirements of the Ministry of Military Affairs, they will still distinguish between officers and soldiers.