Stars for the good Warhammer

【Obey His Holy Word and He will lead you into the glory of tomorrow】

[Whisper his prayers and he will save your soul]

As the stiff mechanical voice on the radio recited prayers as usual, in the small space of less than four square meters, as the lights came on, the pale light made the ten young people in the room open their eyes tiredly eyes.

Their thin, dirty and flea-ridden bodies were huddled together in this narrow holding room like animals, and everyone's expressions were so numb.

Soon, as a pipe slowly stretched out from the ceiling, amidst a burst of mechanical roar, the young people raised their hands one after another, approached the pipe and took a thick and tasteless white liquid in their hands, and then They licked their palms desperately, even though the taste of the mucus was so disgusting, they were really hungry.

[Respect the Emperor, he is the savior of mankind, he provides protection for your bright life]

About five minutes later, as the hatch of the room was quickly raised, the young people had to stop fighting. Even though they only slept for four hours last night, the sound of the alarm made them not dare to neglect, because if it was wasted Too much time, and the next thing they will receive is a whipping from the overseers.

As a group of people rushed out of the room, the guard holding the neural whip stood in the passage impatiently. The lazy, dirty beast never stopped hurling abuses from his mouth from the beginning. remarks.

This is a huge factory, and young people like them are the diggers here. The cabin that is only large enough for one person is the dormitory of the workers.

Here workers like them will be packed into a small factory in large quantities like cheap goods in groups of ten, and the purpose of this is just to make room for the machinery and conveyor belts in the factory. More space.

Not long after, I saw the manager in neat uniform, accompanied by a team of guards, standing proudly in front of the workers. Then he took out the document with the seal of fire paint from his arms, stood on the stage and handed over the document. A small piece of parchment was displayed in front of everyone.

"The Governor is not satisfied with the efficiency of mineral extraction. In the name of the Emperor, you scum need to work twice as hard from today on. Only in this way can you maggots be considered worthy of being raised by the Lord."

When they heard this, the crowd didn't react much, because this was something they were accustomed to, and at this moment, a small voice came from the crowd.

"Sir, I haven't had a good rest for three days. My head hurts."

"Please allow me a day or less to rest."

The speaker was a young man. His body was aged due to fatigue and illness, making him look like a sixty-year-old man. As he spoke, he knelt down and humbly lowered his head to the prayer platform. The man above can show mercy.

After hearing this, the scene immediately fell into silence, and some people began to look at the man with pitiful eyes. The manager on the stage did not say anything, and just asked two guards to take him away like a dead dog. After arriving here, no one knows where he will be taken, but the workers know very well that these people who are taken away will disappear from everyone's sight forever without exception.

As a member of the miners, a young man named Hoffman was watching the depressing scenes in front of him without saying a word. While thinking, he raised his head and cast his gaze on a suspended corridor above his head.

At this moment, I saw a member of the Mechanicus wearing a red robe, observing everything happening in the factory as coldly as a machine. Looking at him, Hoffman knew very well that this star named The reason Karen's planet is what it is today is entirely because of the existence of those people.

Since members of the Mechanicus discovered a precious mineral called adamantine in the underground of Karen five years ago, the fat governor who lived at the top of the hive sold the planet to the Mechanicus, taking them with him. These are the residents who have lived on Karen for generations.

From then on, those poisonous mines with polluted air and more than sixteen hours of high-intensity work every day became all they had.

As the saying goes, where there is oppression, there is resistance. This sentence applies everywhere, not to mention that the residents of Karen have been living this inhumane life for a full five years.

And with the help of a mysterious man, Hoffman has already made up his mind.

——He will use this refinery as the center and lead those people who are willing to join to start a rebellion against the empire.

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Not long after, as the workers began to work in their respective mines as usual, taking advantage of the cover of several companions, Hoffman successfully avoided the inspection and left his place of work.

And just as he was about to leave the factory along the tunnel that had been dug in advance, a familiar voice suddenly caught his attention.

"To dig!"

Following the clanking sound of mine manuscripts, when he saw a familiar back, the next moment, Hoffman's long-dried eyes couldn't help but become moist again.

Because the man who kept shouting about word-digging and looked crazy was his father. He was a scavenger from the hive city who once liked to tell stories to his children and would use old factory parts to make toys for them from time to time.

At this moment, two mine guards were standing behind him, speaking sarcastically and insulting words to Hoffman's father with sarcastic faces, looking at the double eagle emblems on the guards' shoulder armor, although their hearts were already full of Despite his hatred for the empire, but considering the overall situation, he finally took advantage of the gap when the guards were attracted by his father's attention and crawled through the tunnel quickly without making a sound.

I don’t know how long I had been groping in the dark. After using my worn hands to push away the dirt in front of my eyes and knocking down the iron plate that was used to cover the hole, the appearance of a beam of light immediately stung Hoffman’s eyes. .

About a few seconds later.

"You came half an hour later than scheduled. I thought your operation had failed before it even started."

This was a mechanical sound with electric current. As the words fell, Hoffman, who poked his head out of the tunnel like a mole, felt like he was being pulled out by something.

When he opened his eyes again, a mechanical face covered under a hood with the light of electronic components suddenly appeared in front of him.

That was the mysterious man who was going to help them in their riots. From the mechanical prosthetics and metal skeleton covered under his robe, it was not difficult to see that he was an iron man that was evil and dangerous in the eyes of the state church priests.

Although the strange guy in front of him prefers to call himself a "synthetic human", or a new human who follows the will of the gods and actively abandons his skin.