Hammer 40k: Far East Storm

Lancelot wore a thin white shirt, leaned on a gorgeous ceremonial sword, and knelt on one knee in the ceremony hall. His power armor was neatly placed in front of him.

This is an ancient ceremony from the regiment. After being promoted to a formal member of the Star Wars, these warriors will get their own power armor. Before getting these armors, the warriors need to bathe and fast, wear white clothes, kneel in front of their armor with swords, and guard their armor day and night, just like the armor will always protect them after the future battle.

Such guarding will last for seven days and nights. There is no rest during these seven days. The warriors are only allowed to drink a little water. No one can talk to them. They will also keep their mouths shut and are not allowed to talk to anyone. During the ceremony, the warriors will endure hunger, thirst, cold, fatigue and loneliness. In these difficulties, the knights will cut through the thorns, always be vigilant, and guard forever!

This is just an ancient tradition from ancient times. Such a tradition can be said to be a test for ordinary people, but for a person who is qualified to add a special title before the name of a knight, this difficulty is nothing. Lancelot felt that the only thing that was severely tested now was his patience.

Lancelot couldn't wait to put on the power armor in front of him. He had long wanted to throw away the gorgeous ceremonial sword in his hand and replace it with the chainsaw sword he used on the battlefield. For Lancelot now, if a sword has no serrations on the blade, if the serrations don't rotate, if you can't hear the roar of the motor and the vibration from the hilt, this sword is not a sword at all! Recalling that he used to be the head of the Knights in his hometown, wearing a thin and gorgeous iron armor, holding an iron sword and charging on horseback, Lancelot felt that he was simply weak.

Only here is the battlefield he really wants, and only here is there the war he really wants!

Outside the stained glass, the lights gradually dimmed, and finally, everything in the hall returned to darkness. In the darkness, Lancelot began to carefully recall every detail of the war with the orcs, every move of his own, the moves and details of the enemy. Lancelot believed that if he met the orcs next time, his performance would be much better than this time.

Seven days later, the tall silver-white arch of the ceremony hall in the Silver Wing was opened again. Facing the center of the door, the statue of the God Emperor was hung high. Under the God Emperor was the double-headed eagle symbol of the Empire. The prayer benches in the hall had long been removed, leaving only a large open space. The hall was surrounded by people in power and celebrities from all over Reach. The dignitaries and wealthy people wore festive costumes and flashing luxurious decorations, like roosters dressed in costumes, showing off their wealth and power. These people stood around in groups of three or two. There was no special arrangement of positions, and they were clearly divided into several waves.

Those who wear ancient and luxurious clothes, and whose every move seems to be carefully designed and elegant, are the ancient nobles on Reach. They are like the nobles who walked down from the ancient scrolls hundreds of years ago, wearing simple, expensive, and well-tailored clothes, and there is a strange rhythm between their walking and speaking, which inadvertently shows their lofty status.

They come from the ancient families of Reach. The most ancient family, which is also the core of these nobles, is the nobles from the three major families, namely the Adams family, the Vanderbilt family, and the Rockefeller family.

The Adams family is the real owner of the entire mining industry on Reach. It can be said that as long as the head of the Adams family is willing, 80% of the mining production on Reach will be stagnant. In the field of mining, the Adams family is the real master of Reach.

The Vanderbilt family controls most of the newspapers and TV channels. When you turn on the TV on Reach, you will hear what the Vanderbilt family wants you to hear for 18 out of 24 hours a day. There are too many newspapers and magazines under the Vanderbilt family to count, from city newspapers to well-known fashion magazines, from weapon appreciation to literary journals, all of these books have the presence of the Vanderbilt family behind their publishers.

The Rockefeller family is the owner of the entire stock market. The Rockefeller family is the real owner of all bankers on Reach. The three largest banks on Reach are under the control of the Rockefeller family, and they control the entire currency and investment system.

It can be said that on the former Reach, the one who really controlled the entire world was not Li's huge mechanical sister hiding underground. Although the highest orders came from the mysterious lord's mansion, the one who really controlled the real power of the world was the ancient aristocratic group headed by these three nobles.

Clearly distinct from these nobles, standing on the other side of the hall are powerful figures from various important departments on Reach. In the past, if these officials saw the nobles, they would be like seeing their master's dogs, and most of them would It will stick to it with its tail wagging. This is not surprising. In a turbulent and unstable society, wealth chases power, while in a peaceful and stable society, power mostly chases wealth. In the past, these powerful officials were more willing to use The public power in their hands is exchanged for some wealth belonging to themselves. But the world has become different now. No matter how much they want to curry favor with those wealthy nobles, they must keep their tails tight in Li's territory.

In front of these people, there are generals wearing straight military uniforms with shining generals. Compared with other circles, these soldiers are much more silent. The war is about to begin, but the reality is that there is not much to be happy about. .

In addition to these people, there are also celebrities from all over Reach, including priests from the Holy See, beautiful and rich people wearing jewelry, rich people with big bellies, and even a few standing in the corner. of priests from the Mechanicus.

Captain Grant frowned and walked around the hall, then turned around and walked out of the hall, directly finding Li's room. He calmed down the anger in his chest, and then knocked on the door.

"Please come in!"

Captain Grant pushed open the door and strode into Li's room.

"Isn't this my captain?" Li walked out of the bathroom while picking his beard with a razor, "My captain, who made you so angry?"

"Why did I let these people set foot on my Silver Wing?" Captain Grant asked unceremoniously: "Why were those disgusting trashes able to set foot on my ship and enter the ceremony of the Knights Templar? What makes me even more angry is that the door of the ceremonial temple is open for these people! This is my ship, the hall of the Knights Templar. When did it become a living room for the dignitaries to hold banquets? I don’t know all this? If I weren’t a spectator, I might be the last person to know about it.”

"My captain," Li smiled and said, "Calm down, don't be angry. In fact, I agree with you. You are right. They are not qualified to set foot on the Silver Wings, and they are not qualified to attend the ceremony. However, we Need them."

"What? It's unbelievable! With just one order, I can stuff those people into the barrel and shoot them out towards the sun! Even if those parasites are thrown into the sun, they are polluting the sun!"

"What's helpless is that we need exactly that kind of waste. If you shoot them all, then the value of each shell will be about, um, tens of millions of imperial coins."

"How could this happen? We are a Star Wars group. We are on the earth. How could this happen..."

"My captain, I must say that your thoughts are very dangerous," Li said lightly: "The Silver Wings is indeed the flagship of the Templars, and you are also the captain of the Silver Wings, but this does not mean that it belongs to you. The Silver Wing is a sacred place that cannot be stained. Although you have been in space for a long time and lived above everyone else, this does not mean that you are superior to others. All the expenses on the ship, water, food, weapons, etc. Fuel, all of this needs to be supplied by Reach, and even the ship under your feet relies on the earth and the planet to be built. "

"Of course I know this, but I simply can't stand those shallow and ignorant idiots. These guys are like country rich people who have never seen the market. They cling to their little wealth and refuse to let go. Their They can only see a little bit of what's in front of them! Don't they understand that there are so many alien creatures staring at humans in the dark universe, and they are as weak and helpless as stripped sheep? , are they not afraid at all?”

"Ignorance is a kind of happiness."

Captain Grant could only sigh and reply, "Indeed."

Captain Grant, who had received an orthodox military education, naturally could not get used to the nobles of Reach. In his opinion, these people were a combination of parasites and stupidity. On the battlefield, these weak creatures would be destroyed in less than a quarter of an hour. They will throw away their false nobility and the so-called aristocratic demeanor piled up with luxury goods, revealing their cowardly nature. Compared to the soldiers fighting for the God-Emperor on the front lines, these people are just a bunch of humanoid shit-making machines!