Hammer 40k: Far East Storm

A standard Space Marine warrior already has extraordinary physique and strength, and they have also received systematic training. They were created to fight powerful alien monsters. They are The emperor's honor is a killing weapon.

The relationship between a frail young man and a standard Space Marine is like the relationship between an egg and a stone. If there is a battle in any sense between the two, the outcome is not difficult to imagine, and even more so. Needless to say he faced three.

Jacob looked at Li's face carefully. He hoped to see some message from this young-looking face, perhaps anger at his words? Yes, he should be angry. Such a warrior had endured so much suffering and finally fell on an epic battlefield. He should have died with glory. This is what he deserved. But the empire allowed him to survive. When he slept for nine thousand years and woke up to see the world that had undergone tremendous changes, the empire did not trust him. The people he was familiar with had already become history. What should he be thinking about? Naturally, he returned to the battlefield he was familiar with. After all, in the entire world today, only the things on the battlefield were still familiar to him. The smoke and killings had not changed even after nine thousand years. They were still the same.

He should want to lead his army back to the star sea, and then plunge into purgatory-like battlefields to mercilessly eliminate the enemies of the empire.

But he couldn't, Jacob understood what cruel thing he had just done.

But the other party was not angry.

There was no crying, no hysteria, no collapse, no begging with a smile, and nothing that Jacob expected happened.

Li was just stunned, and then chuckled.

Even in the small courtyard mixed with the aroma of black tea and coffee, even though the warm sunshine was shining warmly on him, Jacob felt a cold rising from the bottom of his heart at this time, which he had never experienced before. Wonderful feeling, fear? Or is it an ominous premonition?

That might be the legendary smile of the crow. After all, this young man has crow genes in his body. Could it be that he made an extremely wrong judgment?

But before Jacob could think about it, Li spoke: "It's really a good custom. I really appreciate the thought contained in this tradition. It's a kind of pride. I am a Space Marine." We are proud of our status as warriors. Such a group cannot be led by a weak person, and those who can become the leader should naturally show their bravery.”

Not only was there no expected opposition or other reactions, but Li actually showed considerable appreciation for this tradition, and this emotion was not fake. Could it be that this kid's brain has gone crazy because he slept for nine thousand years? Didn't he understand the simple meaning of my words? "Well, it is indeed a good tradition, but if you can't defeat three Space Marines, then you can't become the leader of a Star Marine Corps." Jacob thought for a while and then added: "Even if Even with the emperor’s handwriting.”

"Of course, no warrior will accept the leadership of a weak person. If he can't defeat even three warriors, what qualifications does such a person have to lead others, and how can he protect his subordinates?" Li Lue said excitedly : "I can't wait any longer, so when can we start?"

"Start with what?" Jacob was stunned, and then he opened his mouth in shock and said, "Are you going to participate in the battle according to tradition?"

"Why not?" Li blinked and asked, "Do you think I will lose?"

What does it mean to think you will lose? I am 100% sure that you will lose! Not to mention three, even a standard Space Marine soldier can easily twist your thin body into a twist. The two are not on the same level at all. How can you get it under such circumstances? victory? But these words are not suitable to be said so straightforwardly. This is not a polite approach, "Well, I just think your hope of winning is not very high. After all, whether it is strength, physique, height, speed, or explosive power, , all of which put you at a clear disadvantage..."

"Do we, the Space Marines, only dare to fight against those weaker than ourselves? Are you questioning my courage?"

Jacob took out a handkerchief from his pocket, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then said sincerely: "How could it be possible? I'm just worried about your safety. You know, even in a battle where only cold weapons are used, it is easy to happen. It’s unexpected, and even if serious injuries or deaths occur in this kind of battle, neither party will be held responsible afterwards.”

He was indeed worried about Li's life. To put it more grandly, this tradition of the Space Marines has a sense of actual combat. Once the two parties enter the arena, it is like stepping onto the battlefield. There are no rules there. Some are just enemies in front of you. In a battle like this, even if an ordinary soldier kills the high-ranking person who is about to become the leader of the regiment, he does not have to bear any responsibility. On the contrary, he will be rewarded for his bravery. And to put it bluntly, it is cruel and bloody.

In Jacob's opinion, if Lee decided to participate in "traditional activities", he would most likely die in the arena. After all, few Space Marines know how to "let go" or "hold back". All they have learned is to kill the enemy quickly. They don't know how to be merciful in battle.

And he didn't want Lee to die like this. He originally hoped that Lee's Star Wars regiment could be formed, but it should be formed according to his wishes.

For the Space Marines, the formation of any new regiment is a thing worth celebrating, because now is different from before. In the legendary era before Lee woke up, it was an era that belonged entirely to the Space Marines. Whether it was attacking or defending, whether it was a despicable betrayer or a glorious loyalist, the dazzling thing on the battlefield was always the Space Marines.

But now it is completely different. The Empire now has three major military forces, the most powerful of which is the Imperial Defense Force led by the Command. Those ordinary soldiers do not have sophisticated armor and strong physique. They are just a collection of ordinary people, an army formed by ordinary people. But because of this, the Imperial Guard has an unprecedentedly large number, and they fight bloody battles with the enemy in millions of worlds. But when it comes to military strength, the Imperial Guard is undoubtedly the most powerful in the empire.

Another huge military group is the Battle Sisters of the Imperial Church. They are a group of crazy women armed with fanatical religious beliefs and sophisticated weapons. Except for those believers, almost no one in the empire likes them.

The once glorious Space Marine Corps has long lost its former glory.

The relationship between the three major armed departments of the empire is even more complicated. From budget disputes within the empire to the competition for control of some special resource galaxies, small-scale frictions often occur. Although there are constant secret fights, fortunately, on the surface, the three parties are still in harmony. But in terms of overall power comparison, the Space Marine Corps does not have an advantage among the three major armed groups.

For a group like the Space Marine Corps, only strong power is the embodiment of the value of their existence.

Therefore, the formation of any new regiment is valuable to the Space Marine Corps, which means the enhancement of overall strength. However, the components of the new regiment have strict and demanding requirements. They must pass the review of many departments, which is not something that the Space Marine Corps can decide on its own.

Because Li has the emperor's commission, he will not encounter too many obstacles from other departments when forming the Space Marine Corps. It would be even better if he could control this group in his own hands.

The beginning of the matter was just as Jacob expected. He first used the environment and warm words to relax the vigilance of the two, and then Jacob told Li the cruel reality, but the development of things after that exceeded the predetermined track. In Jacob's expectation, Li should have become panicked or discouraged because of his words. This is when Jacob could convince Li to give up the power to become the leader of the Star Wars Corps. That precious commission naturally cannot be wasted like this, and naturally needs to be transferred by Li.

Of course, Li is still the nominal leader of the upcoming Star Wars Corps, but the actual control should be handed over honestly.

But this young man didn't seem to care about his life or death at all. In Jacob's opinion, it was better to lament his madness than to praise his bravery.

"Will you not pursue the responsibility of both parties afterwards? In other words, even if I killed those soldiers, I don't have to bear any responsibility?"

Jacob rolled his eyes, thinking that with your small body, is it possible for you to hurt the soldiers of the Space Marine Corps? But he still answered Li's question politely: "In theory, it is true, but from a historical perspective, no new commander has ever killed those challenging soldiers. After all, it's just a show-like battle. It only needs to make the soldiers realize the gap and give them the motivation and goal to move forward."

"I understand, I will be careful about the degree of action, so can we start now?"