Hammer 40k: Far East Storm

Li, who continued to immerse himself in recruiting new recruits, was unable to continue his work for three days when he once again received information from distant galaxies deep in the universe. Alexandrina Victoria took the initiative to contact Jacob. Different from the request from the upper level, Based on the messages posted by the characters and the distress signals sent regionally, the Archon of the Golden Fields took the initiative to issue a clear letter asking for help to the Knights Templar this time, and also offered a generous benefit that Li could not refuse.

"According to her wishes, as long as we go and help her at this critical moment, she will send a thank you gift that is enough to show her sincerity afterwards." Jacob took a deep breath and said: "The gift of thanks is that after the battle, she will donate the planet Golden Fields to the Knights Templar as a gift of thanks."

"This woman is really generous. Is she from the Victoria family? I didn't expect this surname to still exist. This girl is really prodigal. If her ancestors knew about it, they would probably jump out of the grave and pinch her. Damn this prodigal girl." Li sighed for a while, then asked: "Isn't this a problem? The empire won't let her give the planet to us like this?"

"Because it is an agricultural world, there are not many problems. High-level forge worlds are sensitive areas. The empire has very strict management of these forge worlds that can carry out large-scale military production, and the management of other worlds is very strict. It will be much more relaxed. If the Victoria family wants to transfer a planet to the banner of our war group, there should be no problem. Moreover, under the banner of our Knights Templar, there is currently no property belonging to the war group. This agricultural planet is very timely for the Chapter, and it will help our Chapter construction get on the right track.”

Li nodded. What Yabuge said was correct. In the early days of the Chapter's establishment, the Chapter strangely had no property belonging to the Chapter. There were only three star systems that could provide supplies and support to the Chapter, and they were all Belongs to Lee.

It seems that there is not much difference, and Li himself does not care about it, because Li has devoted most of his energy to the construction of the battle group. In Li Xianglai, what belongs to him is Belonging to a war group, there is not much difference between the two.

However, in the eyes of think tank director Yabug, Pastor Martin and other middle and high-level leaders of the war group, it is completely different. Although today's Reach has become a vital area for the battle group, after all, this is not the property of the battle group, but the personal property of Captain Li.

At this time, Li is like a rich boss who has opened a company. Although the boss is rich enough to support the employees in the company, the company itself has no business income, which will make the employees feel uncomfortable. Moreover, confusing the boss's personal property with the company's property may not be a big problem in the short term, but it will not work for a long time.

"Not only can it help the chapter's construction get on the right track, but it can also help us establish a stronghold within the empire and expand the scope of our chapter's activities. Maybe we will have the opportunity to establish a route from the Golden Fields to the Reach Star." Plus. With those rich achievements, as long as you participate in this mission, the construction of the battle group will probably advance by leaps and bounds for twenty years. Li thought about it carefully, then sighed and said: "It's really a generous offer that is hard to refuse."

Of course, danger exists, but when driven by sufficiently generous profits, occasional risk-taking is normal behavior. After all, he is not leading a chamber of commerce, but a war group. As long as it is a war, who doesn't take risks?

"Shall we go then?"

"Go, of course." Li smiled and said, "Tell the soldiers to pack their bags. We are going to the Golden Fields. That place is the land of our Knights Templar. How can we let the Spirit Tribes run amok there!"

***

On the planet Golden Fields, in the thickets deep in a jungle, a temporary camp was quietly built at some point.

Not only is the tent the same green color as the surrounding environment, but the large optical camouflage that is barely turned on also has a good concealment effect, making the entire camp hidden in the bushes and almost integrated with the jungle, making it difficult for people standing outside the camp to aware. As a temporary camp and a temporary refuge, this is almost an impeccable place.

But in the camp, there was a tragic image of mourning people everywhere.

"Boy, hold on, you're fine." Veteran Tiger resisted a wounded man and brought him into the tent. He carefully laid him down on the ground, took out first-aid medicine and bandages, and began Treat wounds.

As a veteran, Tiger is convinced that he can do no worse than any doctor when it comes to first aid and self-rescue.

Captain Cutler looked around the camp with a frown on his face.

The situation was extremely bad. He and Tiger were the only two people still standing in the entire camp. Dozens of wounded soldiers lay scattered in the camp, almost every one of them hovering on the edge of life or death. Although rescue efforts were made, the results were minimal. They did fight bravely and defeated a small group of Eldar in an encounter, but they also suffered heavy casualties and had to choose a temporary retreat.

"Hey, boy! Wake up!" Tiger's movement suddenly stopped. He leaned down and almost pressed his forehead to the chest of the wounded soldier under his hand: "God Emperor bless you! Can you persist? Stay! Look, the bleeding from your wound has stopped! You will feel better if you drink some wine later. Yes, it is your favorite grain wine brewed in the golden field. It will burn like fire when you drink it. Of wine, you cannot die.”

However, the seriously injured soldier could no longer respond to him, and naturally he could not continue to taste the wine.

Tiger was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and spit on the ground: "That damn bitch!"

Captain Cutler had a sad look on his face, but he quickly controlled the emotion. Because he is the supreme commander of this warrior class, he cannot show his weakness.

Even though there are not many soldiers left in this class.

"Rotter is dead." Cutler glanced at the soldier who just died and said to Tiger: "You know, he is a brave young man. He likes to drink and will not like to see you crying."

"Yes, he even bit off the ear of an Eldar before!" Tiger clenched his fists: "Our great boy, His Majesty the God-Emperor's most loyal child, Lot. He didn't deserve to die in a place like this! Besides, he said I didn’t cry, I just hated it!”

Cutler knew who Tiger was targeting with this anger and hatred. But there are some things that he can let his veterans say to vent, but he can't say them as a commander. He just silently rolled up his sleeve, exposing his left arm. Then he picked up a small knife in his right hand and pointed the tip of the knife at his bare left arm.

His left arm looks mighty and powerful, but the surface of the skin is mottled and ferocious. If you look carefully, you will find that the scars can form one name after another.

Every name is familiar to Cutler.

Tucker, Hawke, Edward, Bernadze... Now, another name needs to be added - Lot.

"Brothers, I will continue to take you to one shining battlefield after another, and continue to fight for our great God Emperor. Until the end of my life!" The tip of the knife pierced the skin, and Cutler felt a little pain, so He used more strength, trying to make the pain deeper.

Tiger was not surprised because this was not the first time he had seen Captain Cutler do this. But Cutler's behavior made the fire of anger in his heart burn even more intensely, and this emotion made him irritable. He jumped to his feet and finally yelled: "That damn bitch! Victoria's bitch! It was this bastard's stupid order that caused our brother to die in a place like this!"

"Tiger." Cutler did not stop the movement of his hands, but reminded the other party in a low voice, "There are some things you can't say."

"Captain! That little bitch just wants us to die!" Tiger growled: "She killed our old general Andreevich! And she even assigned us to this kind of front line!"

Cutler asked coldly: "Tiger, are you afraid of death? Do you think it was wrong for us to go to the front line?"

"Death? Captain, who is at the front every time we charge? Who is at the back every time we retreat?!" At this point, Tiger puffed up his chest with a bit of complacency.

"Yes, Tiger, you are the best special forces soldier in our team." Cutler sighed: "But put away your anger and don't direct your anger at the wrong target."

"The original mission of our team was to protect General Andreevich." Tiger gritted his teeth and said: "But now, we have to perform this kind of rescue of the wounded on the front line, which is dangerous and almost impossible to survive. Mission! That bitch wants to send us to death!"

"Rescuing the wounded is also an important part of war." Cutler tried to convince Tiger: "Every combatant is precious, and Commander Alexandrina Victoria should know this."

Tiger smiled bitterly: "Captain, do you believe every word you say now?"

"We were once the direct subordinates of General Andreevich, and each of us had the words 'Andreevich faction' marked on our heads. And that bitch, she used despicable and shameless methods Killing General Andreevich and taking away the power that belonged to General Andreevich, she is now the planetary governor of this Golden Field Star and the supreme commander of the Planetary Defense Force. He said it would be better for all of us Andreevich faction to die on the battlefield!"