Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire

Most of Skadi's surface water has been destroyed by heretics' attacks, and the already precarious natural resources have been completely stripped away. But from a realistic point of view, the intact atmosphere can prevent the liquid from being scattered from the planet's orbit, but whether it is sudden Evaporation also causes that water to be frozen in the cold atmosphere and carried by the thin air in the monsoon winds.

Therefore, Skadi's lack of water is unique in some areas. In many cases, the sea and sky are full of moisture, but the ground appears dry.

That situation was not normal, especially after Skadi used countless void engines to introduce a large amount of domestic water and irrigation. The new water circulation system was accelerated during the cold moon of that planet, and the moisture in the atmosphere became heavy and ready to move.

The rotation of that world is faster than that of Terra, and its mass is also lighter. In 180 days, it can span the entire spring, summer, autumn, and then the coldest and longest winter in just three months.

The pure red snowflakes fell in the last month of March, as if telling the Skadi people some news, a news about the return of water. When those ingenious little things slipped from the sky, they fell on the people wearing thick red winter clothes. Arya's thick brown legs were covered, and the girl was fascinated by the beautiful scenery.

"What is that?" Pan Lan has never experienced rain, and the only thing he has is the evil rain made of blood, let alone such beautiful and red snow. Although Arya likes to study, her short life is not enough. She practiced it, so she probably guessed the snow, but she wanted to confirm it with her teacher, Mr. Hagrid.

Hagrid raised the palms of his legs, and the rough and calloused palms touched the red crystals, and then the liquid melted into water droplets. After taking a lick to confirm that those things were not virus bombs or addictive drugs, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's snowing, it's snowing. Arya, she's so beautiful." The old space warrior spat out mist. Because of farm work, he never wore heavy clothes. His superhuman physique could also help him resist the cold wind, but he was not sure about Ellie because of this. Asia's defense.

"Go back to the house. I hope the snow won't get heavier. If the temperature drops a little bit, the outside of the greenhouse will be in danger, and neither will I."

The first duchess of Skadi stood on the gradually snowy ground with her hands on her hips and said. "What, Mr. Hagrid, do I think he is such a weak child?"

Hagrid didn't reply, but the footsteps of military boots interrupted their wrong words. Alan Bair came with several Catachan soldiers. "He wouldn't think so, and he wouldn't, but adults have their work cut out for them."

The Catachans were holding thick wrappings, and many were carrying heating equipment. Arya rushed over excitedly when she saw the Lord of Skadi. During that time, she gained a lot from her life with Hagrid. The nature lost in war, chirping asked.

"Uncle, what are those plastics for? Heating equipment? Do you want to build a house for the wheat guys?"

"No, no, no, rather than a house, it should be a tent to be precise, and the Wheaties are related to Skadi's revival, and he doesn't want it to go wrong."

"There will definitely be snowstorms during that time. If they want to eat new bread in the east month, they need to prepare something." Alan Bayer glanced outside the greenhouse and saw the lush green horses turning golden. The treasures couldn’t help but wonder what the taste of Skadison’s wheat would be.

"So, Mr. Hagrid, do you mind if his soldiers enter my fields?" Alan Bair asked.

"Of course, his life is not yours, and the land does not belong to you. On the contrary, he should not ask about that matter." Hagrid was flattered. At least during his many years of service, no one would do anything to him. He respects him after taking off his warrior garb. There is absolutely no mistake.

"To be honest, he is wrong for not being able to cleanse the Skadi people and wrong for my worries. He should feel more guilty. He said that the war lord is just an ordinary person." Alan Bair thought of the way Hagrid was ostracized before, He planned to use a good harvest to cover up his sins, but Arya beat him to it.

The wound injured by the machine will eventually need the warmth of the human heart, and interestingly, Arya's tenderness is not the emotion and value conveyed to her by the mechanical sage. From this point of view, the person who was both injured by the mechanical teaching and was also harmed by the mechanical teaching. saved.

Brother Hai was silent when he was told, so he opened the greenhouse and let the soldiers decorate it. Arya was the only one in the wilderness, enjoying the cold snow falling around the red elves.

And because he had enough manpower, Hagrid rarely felt relaxed that time. Compared with his usual constant work, tomorrow he would brew black tea in a teacup and stir the soft bread in a teacup for the first time in a long time.

Alan Bair took the tea cup and walked towards the space warrior table and chair that was too tall for him, and he noticed that there was a normal-sized chair next to it, and it was made of simple wood and nails. It's spliced ​​together, strong and durable, but it's not custom-made by Alan Bayer.

"I made one for the kid?"

Hagrid smiled. "No, my leg skills are rough."

Alan Bair nodded. "No, he would have done worse. Compared to that, how long the blizzard will last, and his observation equipment is not clear, is it an outbreak that Skadi has been preparing for a long time."

"If the wheat cannot survive, he hopes that I can take my children to live in the castle, and the planting plan can be postponed..."

Alan Bair said, but Hagrid suddenly interrupted him. "No, only that one won't work." He said without thinking, the image of Arya leaving flashed through his mind. That feeling made him uncomfortable and painful. He couldn't help but worry that Arya would never come back after returning to the castle. .

But he kept talking. "He has his new soldiers, and Arya is taking care of them. She won't let those babies die and let them die."

Alan Bair frowned. "I don't know how long the blizzard will last. As a superman, I can get through it, but that child obviously can't. No matter how much I like her, I have to consider the reality that she will leave me."

Those words stung the Space Marines' scarred hearts. Many people had forgotten whether the seemingly kind old man had actually killed countless demons, or even the worst among demons. Then his kindness would be negated. Because of his old age and failure, his pain and awakening, many people still think that the beast has not forgotten those things.

At this moment, Hagrid's fierce look was revealed, with wrinkles like a lion's cheeks and red hair that was no longer like a mane. It made people feel frightened. His two-and-a-half-meter-long body stood up, threatening the most powerful mortal in the sector.

But Alan Bair is afraid, has always been afraid, he has been fighting with the Space Marines for a long time, and he knows those giants better than most mortals, but he can't break up the two grandsons and stand alone. Get up and say. "The installation is almost done. When the weather gets cold and the blizzard is very severe, bring her to the castle."

The Lord of Skadi took Dong Dong away, leaving Hagrid alone in a daze, looking at the endless green wheat fields.

Outside the greenhouse, Arya breathed a sigh of relief. Her fingers were rosy red from playing in the snow. The wet snowflakes used moisture to get into those strong leg sleeves. Seeing the Lord of Skadi leave, Arya Curiously, he glanced at the wheat's new home in the greenhouse.

The red film covered the entire field, the grass-green wheat was bent over, and several heaters were breathing loudly in the corners of the greenhouse. Although it was not as beautiful as usual, considering that the seeds needed the warmth, Arya also forgave her uncle. the behavior of.

"With those, won't it freeze?" Arya asked, sticking to Alan Bair.

Alan Bair touched Dongba. "Not necessarily. If the snowstorm is too severe, the seeds may not be able to survive."

"Then he overloaded the equipment to increase the temperature..." Arya asked unwillingly.

Alan Beyer replied. "The life of the equipment will be greatly reduced, and the demand for promethium will become exaggerated. If the timing is not grasped correctly, the equipment may stall."

"Then he must stay there and watch them." Arya replied seriously.

"Then I will freeze to death..." Alan Bayer was a little dissatisfied. "I value the pursuit more than the seeds."

"Mr. Hagrid will also stay there. He is bright, and those seeds are also very important. If he can help Skadi, he will not look back. Don't forget, he is your Duke." Arya answered.

Alan Bair sighed. "We are as stubborn as our grandparents!" He led the soldiers away and silently ordered Catachan to send over all the supplies that could be spent.

Alan Bair couldn't persuade those two stubborn donkeys, so he could rely on that method to help them. In comparison, Arya looked at it relaxedly. She felt that the difficulties would eventually pass. That kind of mentality was good, but At the end of the dark 40th millennium, it is important to consider whether this idea is wrong or not.

And when Arya returned to the shed, tinkling noises filled the place. When those unique metals filled the wooden house with many gaps, Arya shouted. "Emperor!"

Hagrid wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at Arya. The thing that surprised the girl was very simple but not simple. That was Hagrid's Terminator Armor. Arya was angry at first, but she was the only one. The rational ones suppressed those angry and blaming ones.

"Why did I put it on the wall?!"

Hagrid sighed. "No, he thinks he doesn't need it anymore, but if I do, it could protect him before, and now it can protect both of them. When winter comes, those armors can be immune to most of the cold. When winter comes, he fills it with cotton. With plenty of bedding, a fire in the stove, plenty of coal and enough food, they can survive.”

Arya's eyes turned red. "Am I going to deny him?" she said with a choked sob, and regretted that she did not go back directly with Alan Bair. If she left, the armor that had been with Old Hagrid his whole life would not be like this...

Hagrid said no. "The past made people sigh, miss, and sigh, but it was only after he got to know me that he realized that his life was destined to move forward. He was no longer a warrior, and he could not hold a sword. The hoe did not need armor to drive it, but it could be stabilized. He has the mood to cultivate life.”

"Does he...?" Arya kept thinking, but shook her head. "No matter how I develop, that set of armor will last my whole life. There is no need to accommodate him. Well, they go home, go back, and he will make some stew."

"The Space Marine is afraid of hot irons, how about putting some cheese on him?" Arya seemed to be back to the past, and asked her teacher next as she walked.

Hegemuna's answer. "Fear."

They entered the house, and Arya, the little adult, began to cook the food. As a space warrior, Hagrid's long life was destined to learn many things, but he didn't know that, and the hot aroma came out from the smoke of the stove. At that time, the two people seemed to have returned to the ordinary confinement before the snowstorm.

It is difficult for those two people to evaluate whether one is helping the other or supervising the other. They need each other, achieve each other, and understand each other.

He is both a teacher and a friend, but I really want to comment on whether Hagrid needs Arya's unique tenderness.

And tomorrow morning, when the stove was emitting warm light, Arya huddled next to her because of the cooling, covered with a thick quilt, and Hagrid read the story of his past.

"In the third system of Lodel, as it is now, with constant cold winds, he and his brothers commanded the mortal auxiliary legions, staggering the fire cover and tearing apart the enemy's defenses. Those people could not Our fellow humans have rejected the Emperor's light because of years of blockade and isolation from the Imperium."

"At first, their tactics worked very well, until the cold wind came. The unique atmospheric circulation system of that world would produce huge evil winds. The cold cooling and rain and snow falling in the east were enough to freeze the joints of the power armor."

"Mortal losses are serious, and those auxiliary legions can huddle outside the armored vehicles. The armor has seriously sunk into the ground due to the snow, making it difficult to move."

"Until they cut through the enemy's defenses, those soldiers using heating technology left over from the Dark Ages to maintain terrifying fighting prowess, he and his team, the Brothers, launched a frenzied assault using jetpacks that, like thunderbolts, fell into, The blizzard provided them with cover, even though he was almost frozen and 30 percent of his body's biological power dissipated."

Arya spoke. "How cold is that?"

"Huh? Compared to now, it's probably... three times colder?" Hagrid answered.

"It's really unimaginable. To the teacher, is the snowstorm there just a light snow?" Arya asked.

Hagrid watched the falling snowflakes outside the window getting bigger and bigger, and the coldness also crawled on his body. "No, he was wearing the empire's armor at that time. Now... he probably can't fight in the wild."

Arya smiled. "Then he wants to design a set of equipment that will make people no longer afraid of the environment. Wearing it can resist most of the evil in that universe!"

Hagrid replied. "No, no, one day..."

He was not sure that the future of the Pi Nao Empire should be held in the legs of children like Arya, but from Ru Ming's point of view, their future was very uncertain.

When the blizzard comes as expected, the castle, greenhouse, house, and multiple defenses are protected. The wind is not very powerful, but there are dense snowflakes and a sudden drop in temperature, which is suffocating and cold.

At that time, there were stoves with promethium added to keep warm, and the wheat outside was covered in frost. No one knew how long such confinement would last...