Hammer 40k: Far East Storm

Nowadays, the most important issue is the issue of one's own safety. From the current stage, the Empire has some special institutions with great powers, which should be used to deal with those Chaos Demons. Perhaps it was because his body was hit by the curse of the evil god during the "Great Rebellion", which made these institutions particularly interested in him. When Li just woke up, he didn't know the name of the Tribunal very well. After all, there were no such messy things in the legendary era when the emperor was still walking among the people, but people can't always live in memory. When Li was under house arrest, he read a lot of books about the Tribunal, which was considered to be an understanding of the Empire.

If you want to use the shortest words to describe the Empire's Demon Tribunal, it is a special institution with great power composed of a group of persecuted delusional and lunatics. They firmly believe that if there is an enemy outside, then there will be a hundred enemies inside the Empire, so they will use all their methods to find these tainted enemies hidden inside, and then purify them, usually by burning them into ashes. If they are wrong, then sorry, it is your bad luck, but in order to prevent possible internal enemies from escaping, your sacrifice is not worthless. In this way, your ashes may be able to enter the Imperial Cemetery, provided that if your ashes are still there and have not been mixed with the ashes of other unlucky people, and if someone still remembers your name, then you can get a decent funeral.

Because of this, everyone should pray that they will not have any involvement with this organization, they will never bring you good things.

Now thinking back to the trial he first accepted, Lee can't help but feel a little scared. The words that the crazy woman named Elizabeth said to him were not intimidation, she was serious.

As long as he showed a little sign that he was not Robert Lee, and there was another soul in this body, once she found out, she would definitely rush to him excitedly, take full responsibility for his trial, and purify himself personally.

What made people feel even more devastated was that she had every right to do so. She could even kill Lee completely legally with just suspicion and some groundless evidence. As long as she wanted, she could do it.

The most important thing is that Robert Lee is not the same Robert Lee as before. He now clearly feels what it means to be guilty.

Nine thousand years is too long, and Lee is fully aware of all the experiences of his previous life. He knows those childhood memories better than his previous life Robert. If Lee wants to disguise himself, no one should be able to see the flaws, but these cannot extinguish the fear in Lee's heart, because as long as she suspects herself and wants to kill herself, she doesn't even need a decent evidence.

Lee wants to curse, what is this bullshit law made by that bastard! Is there any human rights at all? But the reality is like this. Although the Empire has always claimed that they will guarantee the personal rights of citizens, the Empire has also always claimed that personal interests must unconditionally serve the collective interests, which are the interests of the Empire, so anyone who knows a little about those institutions will know that the so-called human rights are completely bullshit.

If Lee is still powerless and imprisoned like a few days ago, then this terrible department will not pay too much attention to him, but it is hard to say under the current situation.

Lee is the leader of a Star Wars regiment that is about to be established, and he is also the actual controller of three galaxies.

In this way, it seems that there is no choice. In order to make himself more like Robert Lee, he must go to the battlefield like a fanatical warrior with passion; and in order to make himself safer, he must stay away from the center of the empire. Although the Far East is a little remote, what's wrong with being remote? At least there, he doesn't have to live under possible surveillance every day.

And didn't he say that his hometown has not suffered large-scale attacks in the past nine thousand years? Then maybe the next nine thousand years can be spent safely.

Is it just to give his life to the mysterious future? The soul has been imprisoned in the body for nine thousand years, and has learned so many messy things. Is it just to come to this inexplicable world to wait for death? Can only rely on the mercy of luck, pray that the disaster will not happen to him, and then live so weakly?

"What a joke!" Li gritted his teeth and said, now he is not just a weak boy who knows nothing.

"Sir? What did you say?" Roland asked while driving.

"I said, I said don't look at me! Pay attention to the road!" Under Roland's control, the old car was driving at a very high speed on the road, and after avoiding a vehicle that suddenly turned, it returned to the lane and continued to drive smoothly. Li sighed and said, "Death is really everywhere. I can't just fall down like this. No matter what, I have to form my own Star Wars group."

"Of course, how could we die in a meaningless car accident?" Roland laughed and said, "Even if we die, we must fall with you on the epic battlefield!"

"Don't think so far ahead," Li said seriously: "Let me ask you, if a person's body has been judged to be unable to undergo transformation surgery again, can he still become a Star Wars team member?"

"How is it possible? People who have not undergone transformation cannot defeat those warriors who have undergone surgical transformation. Whether it is bones, muscles, speed, explosive power, recovery after injury, ordinary people and standard space warriors It’s like a child and an adult compared to each other.”

"And there are no weaklings among the Star Wars."

"Yes, what's wrong with you?"

"I once underwent an operation, but because of the enemy, I became a normal person again. But now my body can no longer accept the operation," Li said calmly: "From now on, I will only I can survive with this fragile body.”

"What!?" Roland's hand shook, and the old car almost ran out of the driveway. Fortunately, Li pulled the steering wheel and the car swung back onto the driveway. "You, what you just said You can’t have surgery?”

"Well, I think it's better if we go home and continue talking." Li whispered, "I don't want to die in a car accident."

The next day, Li rejected Roland's plan to take him around the earth.

Without even a basic sense of security in his heart, how could Li have the energy to see any places of interest? Besides, even if you want to travel around, there is nothing to see on earth now. The Earth, as a political and religious megacity, has been transformed beyond recognition by humans. The mountains have been flattened, the seas have been drained, and all you can see are majestic buildings, neat streets and exquisite sculptures. .

So the next day, Lee took Roland to the Space Marines' Earth headquarters, which was an ancient monastery on top of a tall building.

To be honest, this scene looks a bit nondescript. On the top of a building full of modern and ultra-modern atmosphere, there is this simple monastery, as if someone moved the monastery intact from the mountains and rivers and placed it here. . Then it just combines classical and modern styles.

"This is the Earth Headquarters of the Space Marines," Roland's voice was trembling, out of excitement, he said, "I have only seen this sacred building through magazines before, and this is the holy place for the entire empire's warriors. Oh, Astarte Monastery! I didn’t expect that I would be lucky enough to walk inside today, with the blessing of the Emperor, this is really amazing.”

"Oh, so this is the Start Abbey." Li stood at the door of the monastery, looking up at this famous building, and a strange feeling filled his heart.

Everything in this world is completely different from what Robert E. Lee once knew.

"Hey, you two, what are you doing standing here?" A super giant man nearly three meters tall and strong walked up to the two of them. He was wearing a monk's robe, with a touch of reproach in his tone: "Don't you know that the festival has passed? Civilians are only allowed to visit this place during special festivals. It is not open to the public during normal times. Besides, how did you two get here? What are the guards below doing? ?”

"We are not here for a visit," Roland said. "Master Li and I are here to go through the relevant procedures for the creation of the Star Wars Corps."

"You, what did you just say you created?"

"To create the Star Wars Corps, the relevant procedures should be handled in this department!"

"Yes, the procedures are indeed handled here," the guard looked at the two and said, "It's just that none of the procedures related to the Star Wars Group are allowed to be handled on your behalf. You two should be civilian staff. You can't even go in. For formalities, such important procedures must be handled personally by the group leader.”

"This Lord Robert Lee is the leader of the Star Wars group that is about to be formed," Roland said, "So can we go in now?"

"How is that possible?" The guard looked at Li, then at Roland, and said with a sneer: "Listen, I don't know which aristocratic family you are from, but you have to understand that this is Start Abbey. You won't get good results if you make trouble here. If nothing happens, just leave quickly and go play somewhere else." With that said, the guard stretched out his hand and tried to push the two of them away.