Warhammer: In the Name of Nirvana

Chapter 388 Intermission: In the Finance Department

My name is B

I hate this nickname.

I am an ordinary soldier who belongs to the loyal and reliable Dawnbreaker Legion: I currently belong to the 16th Company. My main job is the official company pharmacist, and my side job is the temporary administrative clerk of the legion's financial system.

Please don't get me wrong, I am really an ordinary person: I am neither a new blood from the Avalon sector nor an old cannon from Holy Terra who reunited with the Legion in the great Gene Mother. About thirty years ago, a Dawnbreaker fleet participated in an expedition in the Maelstrom area. After the expedition, they recruited a group of new soldiers in the area. This is how I came to the Second Legion and became a member of the Second Legion. An Astartes warrior.

Being taken away from my parents and childhood friends, leaving the familiar village and earthy atmosphere, surrounded by cold metal and god-like warriors, I stepped into the starry sky that I had never imagined: even if I, as a The years of the Astartes have far exceeded those of a mortal, but I still remember this fragment of time particularly well.

I clearly remember the last scene when I left my home planet: I and the other three selected candidates walked into the battleship of the Dawnbreaker Legion, and not far from us, the White Scars Legion also took away fifty selected candidates. The Dark Angel Legion took away at least 150 people.

Behind the two hundred or so of us, there are thousands of people who are not very lucky. They have clearly passed various tests, but they cannot resonate with the gene seeds of the three legions.

Oh, by the way, the Ultramarines Legion was also traveling with them: they arrived relatively late and did not catch up with the first wave of selections; but they packed up and took away all the remaining thousands of candidates.

After that, when I gradually settled down in the Second Legion, I also thought about establishing contact with these battle brothers who came from the same hometown.

The lives of the three battle brothers in Dawnbreaker are pretty good. We all have our own futures, but those in the White Scars have never been able to be contacted. As for the Black Angel, I once took advantage of the opportunity of a business trip to find them. Let’s talk about my compatriots in the Dark Angels: But I heard that they all died in a war with a powerful alien empire.

Finally, I had to try my luck in Ultramar. After all, there are thousands of my compatriots among the Ultramarines, but it has only been a few decades. I should always be able to meet one or two, right?

Then, I began to carefully identify every Ultramarine I met based on their appearance and accent.

Hmm...how do I put it...

I identified at least three thousand people.

hiss……

"It's always been like this with the Ultramarines, again and again, ever since Robert Guilliman returned to the Legion."

After hearing B tell his story, Mr. Hawthorne, who is in charge of the financial department system of the Dawnbreaker Legion, just smiled and shook the brand new Legion news bulletin in his hand.

"What do you mean, senior?"

B respectfully offered a cup of coffee, Hawthorne took a sip, and then recounted some anecdotes about the empire.

"You know, my friend, the distinguished Lord Robert Guilliman, is like a young lady who transfers to a civilian school. When everyone is studying hard for the exam that can change their destiny. , our Robert is sincerely asking his classmates: Will direct recommendation cause him to lack the important experience of taking exams in life?"

"..."

"To put it simply, the Terran government was actually worried about the number of Ultramarines Legions as early as almost ten years ago: they even had a vaguely worded public statement to express their concern for some of the Astartes Legions. There’s too much concern and dissatisfaction in the numbers.”

"Do you know what those Terran officials want to do?"

"Suppressing the development of the Ultramarines?"

"No, it makes people think that they can suppress the development of the Ultramarines. In fact, they cannot suppress it at all."

"..."

"And our Lord Robert also attached great importance to this. He strictly abided by the public statement issued by the Terran War Council and carefully considered the various positions responsible for the Ultramarines Legion and their corresponding minimum The need for numbers: Finally, he came to an all-important conclusion.”

"Stop the military expansion?"

"No, he found that he should recruit at least ten thousand more people."

"..."

"Being able to make this decision, it seems that Lord Guilliman is not respectful to Terra."

"You're wrong, little one."

Hawthorne shook his head.

"Lord Guilliman has always maintained respect for the mortals on Holy Terra. This is correct: he simply does not take these people seriously."

When the work of the Sixteenth Company is not busy, B often comes to the Legion's financial department located on the Avalon low-Earth orbit space station to help: as far as he knows, there are at least fifty battle brothers who have this habit. The shortage of manpower allowed Morgan's descendants to maintain the tradition of one person holding multiple hats.

As for why the Astartes warriors manage the financial system...

In fact, the Legion's previous financial system was originally in charge of mortals. However, after the [Conrad Barbecue Festival] incident a few years ago, the Legion had to transfer all financial personnel away in order to appease the emotions of its mortal assistants. these positions.

Fortunately, for the sons of Morgan, the work of the financial department is not that complicated: B's main job is to respond to various requests for additional allowances, and the rest of the time is spent reading legion bulletins.

This is a very recreational read, updated in real time, published regularly, written in a standardized manner, and approved by the original body. B quickly mastered the essence of reading it: useful as a title, interesting as entertainment, and beneficial as [original Physical public activity form], what is harmful is [Appreciation of Papers by Outstanding Students in this Issue].

As for the parts that were cut out and used as coffee mats, they were a high praise and positive response to the new policies promulgated by Holy Terra, and the Dawnbreakers generally called this extra part "Magnus's Psionics".

Of course, in front of the Thousand Sons, they would rename it [Leman Russ].

"New allowance request..."

"If you are not sure about it, you can ask me, little one."

"Thank you, Senior Hawthorne, I am indeed a little unsure about some of them."

"For example?"

"For example, this: a special subsidy request for the canteen of Legion One. The name of the subsidy is: a reimbursement form for the special food expenses for feeding Conrad and the Primarch's pets?"

"With Conrad...that should be classified as a natural disaster assistance project, right?"

"But... the primarch's pet?"

"Yes, it is said to be called the Black Watcher, but it looks a bit like an alien, but I am not sure: there is also a photo of Lord Conrad eating with the original pet in the cafeteria, let you take a look. senior."

Hawthorne took the photo, and when he frowned and started to look at it, out of some caution, B decided to remind Hawthorne a little bit.

"Conrad is the one on the left, senior."

"……grateful."

"So, you three want to apply for a special Medicaid subsidy?"

"Yes."

"Can you tell me why you were all so seriously injured?"

"I made a bet with him that Lord Ahriman couldn't defeat two Ogryns with his bare hands, so I went to a certain world and caught two wild Ogryns, and that's when I got injured."

"I made a bet with him, but I bet that Lord Ahriman could defeat two Ogryns with his bare hands, so I also went to capture two wild Ogryns before I was injured."

"……how about you?"

"I am Ahriman, and while I was bathing in my bathroom, I met four wild Ogryns."

"What are you doing, little one?"

"Ah, Mr. Hawthorne, I am reviewing my students' papers."

"But what you got is obviously an allowance form?"

"Yes, he turned in his paper along with his stipend application."

"How was the writing?"

"In general: the writing is concise and neat like the Dark Angel, the words are elegant and easy-going like the Space Wolf, the degree of citation of various arguments and scientific principles reminds me of the Word Bearers, and the knowledge reserve of psychic powers is Comparable to the Death Guard."

"..."

"However, at least I can be sure that he did not ask Lord Ahriman to polish his writing: if he had, Ahriman would certainly not have filled in the name of the work written by Abaddon in the references at the end of the paper. "

"Abaddon...wrote...books..."

Hawthorne was stunned for a moment, slowly chewing on these unrelated words.

"Sounds as redundant as the genetic father of the Iron Warriors."

"Who says it's not..."

"Has Abaddon written any books?"

""Notes on Cavalry Type Terminators in Various Battle Environments and Different Mission Situations": It is said that this book is now very popular among students."

"Popularity?"

"Yes, students from almost every discipline have used this book to write a paper. At least the person here has done so: he passed Lord Abaddon's heroic performance and super high survival rate on various battlefields. , and came to the conclusion that we should equip every pharmacist with a cavalry terminator to ensure combat efficiency and reduce the damage rate."

"Does he have any arguments?"

"Uh...the number of aliens who find themselves unable to penetrate the Iron Cavalry Terminator Armor?"

"How did he get out?"

"Let me take a look..."

"..."

"Uh...questionnaire?!"

"Did you read today's legion briefing?"

"No."

"It is said that the Legion Editorial Office received a letter of protest from the Iron Warriors today."

"Protest? I remember that the attitude of those Iron Warriors has always been very good."

"They protested against the legion's report for spreading false news. Specifically, if you look at the column about [Current Situations of Other Legions], there is the latest war progress of the Fourth Legion: the five battalions under Perturabo were in the second In the Second Fire alien annihilation battle, the casualty rate reached 78%."

"What's wrong with this?"

"The problem is that some Iron Warriors feel that this casualty rate is too high. There must be an error when the editorial department wrote it: they think a decimal point was missed."

"..."

"Where do they have the confidence to think that Perturabo will achieve a casualty rate of 7.8%?"

"It's not their fault. Do you remember Mr. Dantioch?"

"Of course I remember, he is the only three warriors of the Dawnbreaker Legion whom our Gene Mother has conferred upon herself: the remaining two are Abaddon and Ahriman."

"That's right: you may not know that not long ago, Lord Dantioch was directly named by Perturabo as the commander of the 14th Battalion of the Iron Warriors. In the words of those Olympians, he was called the War Blacksmith. .”

"He's going back?"

"No: this battalion is a battalion just established by the Fourth Army, and it is not in the main battle order of the Iron Warriors. To put it simply, the entire 14th Battalion is serving here in the Far Eastern Frontier, just like in The same goes for the 2nd Company of the Emperor's Children of the Iron Hands."

"The big camp, but I remember that a big camp of the Iron Warriors Legion started with at least 500 people, and there was no upper limit: Does Dantioch have so many people under his command?"

"As far as I know, the Iron Warriors have successively sent more than 800 people to Dantioch's men over the years. More than 70 of them have been killed, and three have entered the Dauntless: Shall Not Needless to say, the casualty rate is truly horrifying.”

"Who says otherwise: but are there really only about eight hundred of them?"

"I don't know: Dantioch's report to the Iron Warriors is said to be this."

"But I remember that just a year ago, our Gene Mother, in order to commend Dantioch and his company for their outstanding performance in the peripheral defense operations of Salamas, specially allowed them to conduct military operations in the southern part of the Salamas sector. In some worlds, do they have the power to conscript soldiers?”

"Yes, but the highest priority right to recruit soldiers is still in our hands."

"That's not what I mean. What I mean is: are there actually many of them?"

"No matter how much more there is: and they will go back sooner or later. After all, they are the Iron Warriors and not the Dawnbreakers. What's more, the Far East border is so vast and our manpower is really insufficient. For the time being, let these Iron Warriors help us bear the burden. Part of the garrison and patrol responsibilities are also the expediency of the Legion Council.”

"The only problem is that the Iron Warrior recruits recruited in the Salamas sector seem to have too beautiful illusions about the world and their legions: it is a small and innocuous problem."

"Fantasy about a 7.8% casualty rate?"

"almost."

"..."

"Dantioch and the Iron Warriors who came up from Olympia, didn't they tell these recruits the truth: They should know the actual fighting situation of the Fourth Legion."

"I don't know about this. Although Dantioch and I can be considered friends, it has been a long time since we last met. He is now focused on guarding the southern part of the Salamas sector. The original body has kept the people there. Full authority was given to him for the defense work and the plans for the construction of the fortress.”

"But when we last met, I vaguely remember him telling me that after seeing so many things in Avalon, he wanted to change something in his heart: starting from his camp."

"Change what?"

"He didn't say it, but it should be a big deal."

"..."

B nodded, and then he looked at the remaining allowance request in his hand.

"Mr. Hawthorne, aren't you curious about who sent this silver paint supply subsidy for three thousand people? After all, there is no name in the column of the sponsor."

"You should look at the bottom, my dear friend: a subsidy signed by both the Legion Council and the Primarch. Is it an important question who requested it? But three thousand is a bit too scary. I approved it last time At the time of this allowance, there were only 2,500 people."

"so……"

"Passed: Anything else?"

"The Eighth Army Corps is completing its assembly within our territory and is receiving their diplomatic spending allowance."

"The Eighth Army Corps, then it will be included in the natural disaster subsidy."

"clear."

"And, the subsidy requirements for Avalon's network construction project?"

"pass."

"Archaeological Association's subsidy requirements for up-to-date archaeological equipment."

"Rejected. Your Excellency Rana just sent a communication some time ago. In recent years, any subsidies or requests from the Archaeological Society will be rejected."

"OK, all right……"

"Finally, from the Foundry Consortium."

"Those gold-eating beasts, what's going on?"

"About the construction of the new Glory Queen-class battleship, additional project funds."

"pass."

"...Don't you want to take a look, Your Excellency?"

"What are you looking at: If the money is not used to create big guys like the Queen of Glory, is it used to pay taxes to the Terran government?"

"Have we paid taxes?"

"Theoretically, as long as the Five Hundred Worlds are handed over first, we will hand over."

"What about Five Hundred Worlds?"

"Theoretically, as long as we pay the tax first, Five Hundred Worlds will pay it."

"……what is this?"

"Dynamic strategic balance, kid."

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