Hammer 40k: Far East Storm

Li just raised his hand gently and slapped the dagger out of Qiao Mina's hand. The dagger flew to the corner and landed on the floor with a crisp and cold impact. The crisp sound of "ding-dong" echoed in the vast hall, making people's hearts sink.

"Qiao Mina, it's useless," Li sighed, softened his voice slightly and explained: "I know that you have been working hard, you have done well, you are excellent, better than this world Most men in the world are good, but some things cannot be obtained through hard work, such as the admission to the Astartes. A woman can never become an Astartes. I discriminate against women, but the reality is that the female body cannot bear the power from the God Emperor. This has been the case for tens of thousands of years, even if you are determined to die, the result is doomed."

"Why, how could this happen?" Qiao Mina's face turned pale. She shook her body and took a step back, as if she were a weak woman who could fall down at any time. "Director, mentor, you, you won't lie to me, will you? How can the God Emperor be so cruel? If there is no glory, if I can't go to the battlefield, what else can I have? Teacher, I beg you, let me participate in the trial, even if it means death, I am willing to do so. I would rather die on the road to the battlefield than live in such disgrace!"

Li's eyes when he looked at Qiao Mina were full of pity. If he had lived on a peaceful earth before coming to this chaotic universe, Li would probably not understand this kind of person. For people of that period, , pursuing the meaning of life, or risking your life for some illusory concepts is undoubtedly an incomprehensible and even unacceptable stupid behavior. At that time, Li would not only have no sympathy for people like Qiao Mina, Most likely they would laugh at her.

What are people living for? This is a philosophical question. In an impetuous and utilitarian society like the one Li once lived in, few people would ask this question, and the few who did would most likely be laughed at by the group.

Why don't you think about all this? It's better to make more money down-to-earth.

But in this world, it's completely different. Without him, the environment is just different.

In a peaceful environment, when a person is killed, it is a life-threatening matter, but in this turbulent world, death is just a common thing. In this dark medieval world, A careless person might die if he was only scratched by a rusty iron nail. On other planets invaded by alien creatures, humans were slaughtered and wiped out in droves. Life here is as thin and light as paper, death is always around, and life itself seems to be as weightless as a thin piece of paper. People living in such a turbulent world are more likely to think about the meaning of life in the process of survival, because they understand that they may die at any time.

So in this cold universe, there will be many people like Jomina who ask themselves this question and then find the answer on their own.

Obviously, Qiaomina has found the answer. She has already arranged a final destination for herself in her mind. In her fantasy, the final destination should be a huge battlefield, in an epic battle. In ordinary huge battles, countless heroes are not afraid to rush towards the terrifying enemy, but Commander Li is at the forefront, and she herself should follow Master Li closely until the end. He shed his last drop of blood and died for the great teacher in front of him.

It would be perfect if he could die in the arms of his mentor.

But now everything has disappeared, not to mention the huge battle, the glory of being a warrior, she can't even step on the battlefield that should belong to her. If she can't exist as a warrior, what should she do in the future? Strict training has made Jomina accustomed to the life of a warrior, and she can no longer go back to the jungle to continue her carefree hunting days.

"You are an excellent warrior and also my student. I can't make a decision that satisfies you, otherwise what I do will be the same as murder." Li explained: "But you don't have to worry, although you can't Enter the Star Wars, but you can still serve me, our Knights Templar, you will join a special organization, and I will have a more important task for you, Ryan, keep Jomina. Go down and give her a set of Valkyrie armor. Jomina will join your Valkyrie team for the time being.

Maybe Li's words "There will be more important tasks..." had an effect. Qiaomina took a few deep breaths, then she straightened her waist again, knelt down on one knee and saluted. , and then left the recruit hall with Ryan.

"Then the remaining twelve, the time has come to test you. You will either become Templar Knights walking among the stars, or you will die worthless. May the God-Emperor bless you all, come with me, I will take you Go and see Martin Luther, he is the chaplain of our regiment, you must listen carefully to every word of the chaplain, Martin Luther will provide you with some necessary help."

In fact, during the stage of gene injection and subsequent surgery, even Martin Luther, a pastor, could only provide extremely limited help. As Li said, everything can only rely on these young people themselves. .

Zongren followed Li out of the secret door at the back of the recruit hall, and through a long corridor, they came to a vast outdoor grassland. The vast grassland was the size of three football fields, surrounded by tall walls, and the verdant green grass was properly trimmed and maintained. Each blade of grass was only about an inch long. When he stepped on it, he felt soft, like a green carpet.

This place made Zongren feel good. The only problem was that there was no one else here except them and Li. Where was Pastor Martin who could help them?

"It seems that he hasn't arrived yet. Please wait for a moment. I believe Pastor Martin will be here soon. Yes, soon, I have heard the sound." As soon as Li finished speaking, Zongren faintly heard the roar coming from the sky.

This was a sound they had never heard in their lives. It was a bit like thunder. The most similar thing was that they all came from the sky, but the sound was completely different from thunder. Besides, where did the thunderstorm come from in such a cloudless sunny day?

The sound was getting louder and louder. Everyone looked up at the sky and soon found something that made a huge roar. At first it was just a small dot, but soon, this small black dot in the air became bigger and bigger in everyone's eyes, and became clearer and clearer.

"Oh my God, are my eyes not blurry? I saw her wings. Is this an angel?"

"She is spewing flames and is so huge. Is she a dragon?"

"Put away your imagination. This is the 'Thunder Eagle', a weapon belonging to our Knights Templar."

Li's simple explanation did not satisfy the curiosity of these natives. Instead, they had more questions in their hearts, such as, "What is a Thunder Eagle? Is it a bird?", "Is this thing a weapon? Is it like a dog, after taming the animal, it becomes a tool for fighting?"

Li naturally would not waste energy to answer these strange questions. After returning to the battleship, there would naturally be someone to teach these natives how to view and recognize these modern things that are beyond the times. So Li just restrained everyone to stand by the grassland and wait for the Thunder Eagle gunboat to land.

The huge "Iron Thunder Eagle" spewed flames and slowly descended from the sky with a huge roar. As soon as the gunboat landed, the hatch was opened, and Pastor Martin was waving at everyone inside the gunboat.

"Boys, don't be stunned, let's go quickly. Let's go home."

Lancelot blinked and asked, "Home? To which home?"

"Isn't that nonsense? Of course it will be the home of our Templar Knights. The Silver Wing is waiting for us in the sky."

Although everyone had been prepared in their hearts, when it really came to this time, the fear buried in their hearts was still like bubbles under the water, which could not be stopped and kept rising. So everyone followed Li into the Thunder Eagle gunboat in tension, panic, curiosity about the future, and shock about things they didn't understand.

At the moment of stepping on the Thunder Eagle, the sturdy giant axe warrior Duran quietly flicked the back of Lancelot's head, "Hey, you just walked in like this?" Duran shrank his neck and said, "Why do I feel like we are walking into the belly of a big fire dragon?"

"Didn't you hear what the mentor said? This is a thunder eagle, not a big fire dragon," Lancelot explained carefully, "Maybe the belly of a thunder eagle is used to hold things, just like the kangaroo the mentor said? And this thing is made of iron, it probably doesn't eat meat, oh, why think so much, just follow the mentor, it's okay."

Lancelot's explanation did not reassure Duran, but the last sentence worked. What kind of person is the mentor in Duran's mind? That is a god who can cut off his arm and then find someone to connect it for him. In short, no matter what happens, it's right to follow the mentor.

Walking into the Thunderhawk, there is an airdrop cabin. The equipment in the airdrop cabin is large, suitable for space warriors over two meters tall. It seems too big for the current crowd. Li led a group of people through the airdrop cabin and came directly to a special transformation room. This room was specially transformed into the appearance of an airplane cabin according to Li's wishes.

"Okay, find a place to sit down. It's best to find a seat by the window and take a good look at this land that gave birth to you. Maybe you will never have the opportunity to see it again in the future. You'd better pray that you don't have the opportunity to come back here."

Lancelot didn't quite understand, "Why?"

Li smiled, "Because once you come back, it means that your hometown is in a terrible disaster."