Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire

The fierce cold wind did not stop until the next day. Those restless snowflakes flickered outside the window like ghosts that took their lives. Even the wood was frozen. Arya was around the stove, looking at the faint red heat light in the greenhouse with worry. Hagrid put his leg that he had used to kill lives on the girl's shoulder, but his eyesight was better, and he could see that the lush greenery in the greenhouse was suppressed by the cold and could not lift its head. Even with heating equipment, the temperature there was enough to freeze those poor little ones. Genetically modified wheat can endure the cold that ordinary people can't stand, but no one can tell what will happen if it swims like that. Arya closed her legs at this moment, silently chanting. "Merciful Lord of Mankind, let the malt be original, kind Lord of Mankind, let the gold come..."

Hagrid licked his dry lips. Because of the cold, his skin began to lack moisture, but even so he did not pray to the Emperor, because he respected their choice. However, when Arya prayed, the old man could not help but look at the fuel crackling in the stove.

The prayer lasted for several moments. When the cold wind became more intense, Arya's voice seemed to be unable to reach Terra. She also knew that her prayer was just psychological comfort, but she quickly adjusted her attitude.

"Ha... In that case, the Emperor will help them, but he will need some time, right?"

Arya asked Hagrid, and the giant didn't know how to answer for a while. "No, definitely... definitely." He said dully. Even if he returned to the Empire at this moment, he still couldn't accept the faith he had betrayed. It was complicated and strange. He felt that he was unworthy, and there was also the kind of dissatisfaction accumulated with the Emperor in thousands of years of life in the warp.

Arya was very sensitive. She was a smart child. She didn't bring up the matter. She just stretched out her legs and enjoyed the insignificant heat of the fire to warm her weak body.

In the natural environment where the universe was born, there were not many gentle worlds like Terra. Skadi was definitely not one of them. When Arya's ruthless eyebrows were frozen on ice silk, the mist she exhaled would fall in mid-air. That place had become a complete ice hell.

Hagrid gently wiped away the frozen things on Arya's cheek. He was relieved that the moisture was frozen instead of Arya. It was clear that he had to let the things that could lower her body temperature leave again.

Fortunately, there was no gap in the house. The thick clothes preserved most of Arya's body temperature. The flames with promethium could also burn fiercely. Things were not bad. When Hagrid stirred the coffee that was burning in the stove, it would make those things hot and tumble, requiring more time than usual.

He added melted cheese to it. Although cheese was popular in Skadi only because it could be preserved for a long time, it had to be admitted that the original fermented food provided them with a lot of hope.

Sugar, cheese, heat, temperature, the coffee had become strange, rich and sweet, and the taste must be good. Hagrid poured those things from the military pot and put them in a bowl. "Drink it, and you can get through it after drinking it."

Arya exhaled a thin mist. "What about me, the teacher? I don't have it?"

Hagrid said. "He is not cold. Space Marines can block pores, keep water and heat outside the body, and achieve 100% external circulation."

Arya said. 'More than 80%, he is learning, and he is doing better than most of his companions. Don't lie to him, give me half, otherwise you will also go to the hospital! "Hagrid shook his head. "One third..." They were not short of supplies, but the weather would take too long for the food to reach a sufficient temperature. Secondly, people did not know how long the blizzard would last. Hagrid felt a little regretful. He did not expect the weather there to be so extreme. But when he saw Arya's small body curled up but firmly guarding the crops, he could not bear to let the child leave. He was like an overly worried grandfather. He was reluctant to leave the child, and he was also worried about Arya outside the castle. He felt that he could take good care of her and teach her things that were not in the books. Being relied on and depended on was very intimate. Love and friendship made him unable to let go.

Do wheat matter? Not necessarily to the wise Hagrid. Of course, they are one of his few friends, but the value of a living person is beyond those things. When that thought appeared in Hagrid's mind, the traitor who was hopelessly injured also embarked on the road of redemption.

He slowly added new fuel, slowly tasted the rich coffee, and looked at the sleepy Arya. The kitten was sleepy because the sky of Skadi was covered by clouds and it was difficult to distinguish between morning and night. He shook gently.

"It's not time to go to bed yet. You can rest in the morning, otherwise you will feel uncomfortable."

Arya rubbed her eyes. "Sorry, it's too comfortable there. "

Hagrid sighed, and thought that if his former fighting brothers saw him now, they would be so surprised that they would be speechless.

Even though the wind was biting and the temperature was dropping more and more, if the night got better, it would not be difficult to survive tomorrow. Hagrid put new food in the boiler, stirred it, and then stood up and began to fill the walls of the room with cotton. The warmth brought by that was a drop in the bucket, but it was better than nothing. At least the vision made people feel warm.

In the crackling of the fire, Arya looked at the snowflakes falling outside the window. The elves completely blocked most of the vision, and the whole greenhouse seemed to be buried by the snow. If the things there were not of excellent quality, it would also be a bit scary.

She did not regret staying there. She cared more about the injured big man than the cold. The sensitive girl had already felt that the man had been attacked by the Mechanicus. At the same time, she was also attacked by the Chaos Space Marines. Attacked.

They all had wounds, whether Arya came over and had scars, it seems that she took the initiative to help him, whether it was kind, and she could learn a lot from the old man, Arya respected Hagrid very much, Almost second only to her adoptive father.

This smart child rarely makes people worry, but he only reveals his character in his father and there. He is the first duchess of Skadigan and Pan Lan's Eastern Planetary Governor, Ellie. Ya is burdened with pressure that many of her peers do not understand.

She looked at the snowflakes outside the window, but she thought to herself that the weather that isolated her from the world would not stop, so why even if she prayed, she only prayed for wheat to survive the cold.

Arya rarely became childish, but it was only during this confinement period with "strange relatives" that she could show the childishness that a 16-year-old should have.

The snowstorm felt different from different angles. For Hagrid, it was like a trial to test whether he could protect Arya. For the girl, it was a unique and long time that allowed her to let go. East all painful vacation.

Is the definition of beauty and discomfort so vague? Some people like it and some people hate it, but their opinions are not wrong. Such a contradictory and harmonious confinement lasted for several months, about ten days, in Jie Donglai. The confinement was blurry because of the cold and it was difficult to distinguish the rising and setting of the moon.

When the snowstorm lasted for many months, the cold was no longer exaggerated. Outside the hut, the girl in thick winter clothes was cooking food. Hagrid, the giant, hammered the wooden horse he made for the girl, and a beautiful red unicorn appeared. , it is too naive for Arya, but how can a giant who has experienced thousands of years of history be so simple.

Hagrid smashed the wooden horse first, and then used his own huge force to twist the simple spring device behind it. The principle is not complicated, it is not a giant clockwork car, but if such a device is enlarged to look like an anime If you exaggerate, it will be quite powerful.

"Come on, let's try?" Hagrid smiled and put down the car, while Arya put down the spoon like an adult and walked over in heavy clothes.

"It's so beautiful, such a handsome horse..." Arya commented and stroked the unicorn's saddle. After she rode on it and pressed the activation mechanism, the car actually carried her slowly. Get up.

There are only Space Marines in the world who can twist such a huge clockwork mechanism, which is enough to carry the girl and several kilograms of wood and iron sheets forward. Therefore, this is a gift that only Hagrid can give her.

Arya rode forward like a female general in Valhalla. The spoon in her legs became a commanding sword. The chariots and horses galloped around the house. It was also a rare event in the cold month. Fun, and she's even sweaty after the activity.

But the gods were not kind. After dinner, when Arya went to take care of the fierce horse, the cold outside the window suddenly came back, and a fierce storm fell to the east. The temperature dropped so much that the promethium froze, and Arya's face turned red. , but he shouted it immediately. "wheat!"

Hagrid was immediately looking towards the window. His superhuman eyesight quickly saw that the malts in the frost had become quite haggard. They must have been boiled away. His heart, both hearts, were dying for this. It stings a lot, no one will look at the fruits of their own hard work, and their children will be in such pain and remain unmoved.

"Damn..."

"What to do?" He was at a loss. Even Superman couldn't do it. They could stay up all night to maintain body temperature and get through it, but those wheats couldn't, those plants had no heat...

Arya asked, clutching her chest. "How's it going, teacher?"

Hagrid sighed. "No, let's wait until next year..."

"No!" Arya shouted suddenly, with tears in her eyes. "He will not be able to stay in Skadi for many months. If the wheat harvest is not good, he will not be able to see..."

Hagrid suddenly rubbed his temples. Because of his stubbornness and stupidity, he made the child endure the cold with him. However, the biggest wish of the red-faced little girl in front of him was to watch the golden wheat field mature and become his former self. Ultramarines, but can't complete that mission?

He suddenly let out a breath of hot breath. "Ultramarines Legion, 3rd Platoon Commander, Hagrid, please come out..." He was wearing thick clothes and asked Arya.

"His commander, how can he save those children?"

Arya closed her eyes and thought. "Start overload, open the core of the temperature equipment, and then adjust it according to red, blue, and red to double the warmth it generates. There are seven large heating equipments in that area, all over..."

Hagrid pressed his fingers against her mouth. "That's enough. His commander, the veteran, is going to attack. The mission must be completed!" He didn't leave Arya any time to regret. He walked out of the room and quickly closed the door, leaving Arya in the east room looking at the fire...

And when Hagrid left, the cold instantly crawled over his body. He felt that his clothes had turned into power armor. They were hard and the cold protection effect was much worse. Fortunately, there was no snow outside the greenhouse, so it would not Because the snow melts to produce water that drains the body of energy.

Compared with the pain he suffered during his confinement, it was cold there and the visibility was low. He strode across the ground very quickly, and the soft soil became dry and hard. Liudong was there when he stepped on it. the sound of.

Soon he turned on the first device. The half-man-high thing quickly became red-hot after starting the overload, and provided him with a lot of energy.

He continued to move forward without saying a word. He was familiar with the road outside the greenhouse, one, two, and three. The temperature gradually climbed up, and rays of light like the sun began to rise outside the dark greenhouse. Arya looked from the window. Standing, smiling happily.

"He succeeded! He succeeded..."

But Hagrid couldn't hear it. He was now tortured by the cold to the point where his body was inoperable. The long journey and low temperature made the superman start to slow down. The fifth one, or the sixth one? His heart beat slower and his breathing took longer.

When he turned on the sixth device and relied on the warmth to restore a lot of energy, he realized that he was getting older, the circulation ability of the heart was getting worse, and the insulation effect of the muscles was also greatly reduced. Time is not forgiving...

No matter how powerful the veteran is, he still needs to consider practical reasons. Is he going to die...

But suddenly, he slapped himself in the face and said as if he was crazy. "Sergeant Hagrid, what is my mission?"

He asked and answered himself. "Save your children!"

After saying that, it seemed as if there was a strange force dragging the old body forward. He should not complain about being old, nor should he ignore that. His body was in tatters and had constant wounds. During that time, his physical symptoms became more and more serious. Deterioration, he had lived long enough, the nasty wounds of years of war eating away at his strength.

But so what?

He walked to the last piece of equipment and opened it skillfully, as if it was something he was destined to do. When the warmth came, his physical strength reached its limit. In a daze, he knelt on the ground and bathed. The warmth emitted by the device was insignificant to him.

That kind of power dragged him away for a long time, and finally he returned to the wooden house. When the door opened, Arya ran over shouting, but the giant did not have the strength to close the door and fell to the ground. The girl did not scream, nor did she. Panicked, she braved the wind and cold that almost killed her, closed the door with amazing will, and dragged the old man to the stove.

The warmth restored Hagrid's sanity and strength, but he realized that Ruming's body temperature could no longer keep him alive, he said tremblingly. "Wheat, it's okay, kid."

Arya's eyes were red. "Teacher, Grandpa Hagrid, I'm fine too, right?"

At this moment, Hagrid had no strength to answer, so he weakly knelt down to the flames, apologized to his father, to Guilliman, to the Emperor, and prayed that they would let Arya grow up healthily, as he knew. Not a soldier, not a soldier, just a grandfather with children.

Therefore, he could drag his old body to complete the first mission of life for Skadi and Arya...

And in the end, will he be a hero?

Arya also closed her eyes. For the first time, the girl prayed devoutly to the Emperor to extinguish the storm and bring warmth back, again and again.

Before Hagrid's body could no longer hold on any longer, the sudden cold wind finally came to an end, and the prayer was really effective. A beam of light fell on Hagrid's old face, allowing him to slowly wake up.

He saw Arya lying on his chest, sleeping with red eyes, the huge sun hanging in the sky, and the extinguished heating equipment outside the window represented that they helped Xiaoma survive the night.

Hagrid feebly touched the girl's cheek and muttered to himself. "Thank you, father, thank you..." Then Dong shed tears of regret.