Hammer 40k: Far East Storm

"Honestly, Tom, do you regret joining the Storm Commando?"

Tom glanced at the captain and said nothing. The military rules in the Imperial Army are strict, and you will violate them if you are not careful. 'Speak the truth and be an honest man.' This practice can only make you die faster in the army.

"It's okay!" Tom said perfunctorily.

"It's okay, do you think it's okay?" The captain pointed to the flying red sand outside the window and said angrily: "If this is fucking okay, then what is not good."

A wonderful question.

Although the strict military rules and the idea of ​​loyalty to the Emperor of God bound everyone's thoughts, this could not stop the growing resentment in everyone's heart.

The Blood Sand Hell is a planet with an environment as dangerous as hell. This planet does not seem to welcome any living creatures. On the earth, the only tenacious creatures that survive are the miners attracted by the high-value mineral deposits.

And now, those miners have also withdrawn one after another. Now the most people on this planet are probably the soldiers squatting here.

The temperature outside was 50 degrees Celsius. Just walking out of the room and walking around the outer wall was a great torture for people, not to mention that Tom's company of storm commandos had to stay in this shabby place for three months. Moreover, they could not stay in the room for a long time. Every ten minutes, one person had to walk around the outer wall. The superiors called it patrolling, but what could patrolling do with such visibility? The red sand flying all over the sky made visibility extremely poor. Tom could not even see things five meters away. In this case, patrolling could not play any warning role. The reason why they had to do this was just that the superiors did not want to see their men idle. They always subconsciously wanted to find something for their men to do.

This broken place not only had a very bad environment, but also a high temperature, strong wind and sand, and no entertainment venues. What was even more unpleasant was that there were no enemies here, even if they wanted to occasionally fire a gun and listen to the sound.

Such an environment can only be said to be terrible.

"I really don't know why those big shots want to bring us here? Do you think there are enemies here?" The captain continued indignantly, "Who would want such a barren place? Even those large mineral companies in the universe have lost interest in this planet. Do you think there are any good things here?"

Yes, there is nothing in this galaxy that is more sensitive than the noses of those wealthy large mineral companies. Which planet has precious mineral deposits? They will always know it first, and then swarm in like wolves, dig up all the resources and then scatter. If the miners continue to withdraw, it really means that this planet has no value.

"Alas, I feel unhappy when I think about these things. We are the Storm Commandos, the elite of the Imperial Defense Force. We should be on the battlefield, participating in an epic and truly exciting battle, and fighting with the terrifying and evil enemies with real swords and guns, instead of squatting here and eating sand. This is really terrible, Tom, tell me something that can make me happy."

"I found two things, one that can make you happy and one that can make me happy."

"Oh? Not bad, Tom, tell me, tell me something that makes me happy first."

"That is, we only need to stay here for three months, and after three months it will be the turn of other commandos to come here and eat sand."

"Indeed, for now this is the only thing that can make me happy and hopeful. The Emperor has not given up on us!" The captain asked, "Then what about the things that make you happy?"

"Didn't you notice? The air conditioner in the duty room is broken."

The captain then discovered that the temperature in the room had risen a lot, and the machine that had been emitting cold air, allowing him to feel a little cool in this terrible high temperature, had stopped working.

"The air conditioner is broken, why are you happy?"

"This way you will go on patrol with me later. It's too boring to do this job alone."

"Boy, you are too young," the captain walked to the air conditioner and said easily: "This thing is not really broken, it may just be tired, so it has stopped working temporarily. It only needs a small repair and it will be able to resume working. You will still go out on patrol alone later, and I will stay in the room to enjoy the air conditioning." After saying that, the captain gently patted the outer shell of the air conditioner with his hand. Of course, the air conditioner did not respond, and then he patted it heavily a few times, but there was still no effect. Finally, the captain flew into the air angrily, spun around and kicked the air conditioner fiercely. The air conditioner deflated, and after a burst of electric sparks, a puff of green smoke rose.

The captain took two steps back and said with regret: "Oh, this time it's really bad."

"I think," Tom said, "this time I can be sure that this thing is really broken."

"Stop talking nonsense, we are going on patrol!"

The two put on gas masks, military coats, scarves around their necks, and weapons before going out. Although they are fully armed every time they go out, they still can't avoid being covered in dust when they come back, but what else can they do?

The two left the duty room and began to patrol on the city wall. Of course, patrol is not very accurate, because the visibility is too poor, the two can only see the wind and sand, so patrol is not very accurate, to be more precise, it is actually a walk.

Since it is a walk, there must be a walking atmosphere.

So the captain spoke again, his mouth seemed to never close, "Tom, why do you think those people asked us to come over to guard? This is obviously unreasonable, there is nothing here."

"They are members of the Inquisition, they have the authority to do this, and they don't need to explain."

"Yes, you are right. This is why I hate the people in the Tribunal. They are always secretive and mysterious, as if what they do is really important and confidential. I bet on them. The same goes for going to the toilet, sneaking in, of course not because what they pulled out is secret, but because they are too small and can't be seen." Then the captain was amused by the joke he had just invented: "Hahahaha. , Tom? "What do you think?"

"I don't think our communications channels are confidential."

"Oh, you are too careful. Those big shots don't have time to pay attention to us little soldiers. Even if they find out, what will happen? The political commissar is no longer here, and the company commander will not do anything to us because of these words. Okay, I just I want to say that it was much more enjoyable when I followed the colonel than it is now. Although it was much more dangerous than it is now, my life was quite comfortable and it wouldn't be frustrating like this. What do you think they were afraid of? Even we and the others guard against those non-existent enemies as if they were against thieves.”

The garrison in the entire area is divided into two major areas. There are three Stormtrooper companies guarding three areas of the city. The three areas form a ring, firmly guarding the castle in the center of the ring, and the castle and the castle. The defense is completed by a specially numbered stormtrooper team. Soldiers in the outer ring are not allowed to enter the castle without special circumstances. Any violation of the rules was punishable by a simple and straightforward punishment: execution.

Tom thought carefully, then turned off the communicator, took off the gas mask, and said loudly in the roaring wind as he walked: "I don't know what they are doing, but I think it is not what they are doing. Good thing."

The captain also did as he was told, talking with a mouth full of sand in the wind. Although this would make the conversation very tiring and would result in a mouthful of sand, this was the only place where they could speak with confidence: "Oh? Why do you say that? ”

"We were on duty together in the past two weeks, but you went to the air-conditioned room to enjoy the cool air. I was guarding the door alone, and a car passed by."

"Although it's not common, it shouldn't be a serious crime to drive in, right?"

"I saw a little girl's crying face from the car window! These people grabbed a little girl and got in. Think about the handlebars that passed this time, they were grabbing people in. It doesn't look like this here. It's a serious prison. And our firepower layout," Tom continued: "It's half internal and half external. This is what they asked for, as if they are afraid of the things inside escaping!"

"Oh, stop talking. In this weather, my whole body started to get cold because of your words. I said, wait, wait..."

"What's wrong?"

"I just seemed to see a dark shadow."

"Where?"

The captain pointed in a direction.

Tom looked intently, but couldn't see anything. She could only see red sand.

"You must have seen it wrong." Tom said as he moved his body. The red alarm in his brain had begun to flash. He turned on the safety of the gun in his hand and said in his mouth: "You must have seen it wrong." "How can you see anything with this kind of visibility?"

Tom was ready for the battle, because he knew that the captain would never be wrong. Although the captain was nagging, he was a veteran of hundreds of battles. On the battlefield, he was an absolutely trustworthy partner and superior.

"Perhaps, I have become a little old recently and my eyesight is not working well." While the captain answered, his hand had already touched the dagger at his waist.

It is impossible to aim normally in this environment. If the enemy comes up, the firearm will have little effect.

At this moment, suddenly, a beautiful arc of light suddenly appeared. This light crossed an arc and passed over the necks of the two people.

But he didn't expect that both of them were already on guard. In almost the same posture and at the same time, Tom and the captain fell to the ground and rolled at the same time, avoiding the flash of this fatal arc, and then they stood up at the same time. When he arrived, the captain's dagger was already in his hand, and Tom's laser gun was already on his shoulder, aiming at the enemy.