Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire

Chapter 7 The first warp travel of the regular army

Two months is neither long nor short. When the 60th reaction shooting training was over, the greenskins that kept popping out of the fake bunkers were constantly defeated under the command of Alanbair.

The training of the fourth row seemed to have reached a bottleneck. The Emperor's soldiers would grow in blood and fire in the future, and only those who survived would count.

After the training, in the church hall, the veterans of the state religion were tirelessly promoting the power of the Emperor and the weakness of the heretics in the high platform hall, while several platoon leaders were pulled into a separate room to assign the task of returning.

The company captain was distributing the instructions for warp travel to each person. The content was complicated but did not affect normal life. It was a bit similar to the superstition of the West in the previous life, such as not having a large number of repeated 6s and not being able to point the mirror the wrong way.

It is very important to know the specific time of reaching Mandeville Point at sublight speed and the situation that will occur after the Geller force field is turned on, so as to prevent the soldiers from panicking.

The platoon leader was in charge of all the propaganda of the matter. Although the platoon leader had various privileges, he was not less responsible.

However, the content of the propaganda was not as good as that of the company commander. The dangers of warp travel were not mentioned. For example, if the entire infantry regiment of Ming went through, only 70,000 to 80,000 people could reach the battlefield.

The entire regiment of 100,000 people would lose a lot because of the warp jump, and whoever was unlucky could only rely on the blessing of the Emperor of God.

It was unknown how long it would take to reach the destination in the warp. Maybe when the soldiers went there, the planet had become a ruin.

When the propaganda in the church hall ended, each soldier received a shining imperial symbol, the double-headed eagle badge.

Each company member neatly made the Eagle Salute to the portrait of the Emperor of God in the church, shouting loudly.

"He swears that his loyalty is firm and firm. If he is shaken, his soul will fall into the oil."

"With all his strength, with all his heart, with the thinness of his soul, with his soul and piety, he swears to the immortal emperor, and shepherds billions of people."

The portrait of the divine emperor, the Lord of mankind who burns billions of souls, shines when the light of the stars shines through the stained glass.

When the priest of the state religion continued the long prayer, the star army came to the new environment, and the most needed recognition and new approval for religion.

The loyal people in the star army also strengthened their faith in the emperor until their bodies disappeared into the void and their souls returned to the throne.

Although Alanbaier did not agree with the beliefs of the state religion, the true Lord of Light who protects billions of human beings, the cold sun, and the saint emperor are undoubtedly worthy of respect.

The imperial guards who were born from the reserve regiment left in an orderly manner and returned to their rooms, and they heard Alanbaier's shouting.

"Start packing now. They are going to the battlefield. Take the cross-world travel manual from his leg."

"Go to his room to get it!"

He walked back to his room and started packing. He slapped the manual on the table and told them to take it.

Mr. John was beside him, putting away his package and looking far away at the location of the hive planet.

"Want to go back?" Alan Baier asked, and then picked up his scattered clothes.

"I want to, but I don't want to. He can't escape the responsibility of the Emperor, but he doesn't want to shoot guns either."

"He doesn't deny the mercy of heresy, but the pain brought by war is suffocating. Platoon leader, why are there so many wars in that world?"

Alan Baier knew the basic reason very well, but he naturally couldn't say the names of the four people, so he didn't give the standard answer.

"Because the aliens are plundering countless worlds of the empire, killing human brothers, and destroying countless worlds."

The two were silent again, so they packed up their things and left with the squad in formation.

From the camp to the star port, several small transport planes have been parked there. There are three cruisers parked in the star port, countless weapons, and artillery turrets, which have a unique church-style aesthetic.

Ailanbaier privately called them "big square faces", and then they asked to go to those war machines through the Empire's transport planes.

When they lined up to leave the space landing port through the transport plane, watching the satellite getting farther and farther away, there was silence.

When they passed the ship's connection port, they heard the humming sound of the spacecraft in the ancient hydraulic mechanism. It was the groaning of the machine soul that had served the Empire for thousands of years. It had sent countless Imperial descendants to battlefields all over the galaxy, and perhaps defeated countless enemies.

The artificial gravity of the Imperial Navy ship made him feel the same as the moon where he had trained for two months.

In fact, that was normal. The artificial gravity had been cleverly adjusted along the way to adapt to the landing site and their destination, preparing for the gravitational acceleration they felt when they landed on the planet.

However, there was always a slight difference in real gravity. The real gravity made him feel denser and more comfortable.

He preferred the weight of the solid rock under his feet to the simulated effect created by the "magic" of the Mechanicus.

When the landing ship left, they were taken to their new room by people wearing Imperial Navy uniforms, which was as narrow as a thing made of a wall.

One meter wide and one meter eighty long, for many people who mutated in the hive and became bigger and taller, they could sleep in a curled position.

It was not comfortable, and clothes and things could be hung on the head of the bed like exhibits in a museum, and they had a small range of movement.

They were not allowed to move in large numbers because the Navy felt that the group of laymen would offend the machine spirits, and there were no peepholes in the ship's hold.

The other platoons could not be contacted to avoid rebellion. They were almost under house arrest, and their only pleasure was to read the prayers and instructions for recruits in the field in the soldier's leg book issued by the Ministry of Military Affairs.

It is very likely that the Anglican priests will come to preach regularly. For example, they describe the enemies coming from the east as greenskins.

"Those dull savages somehow know how to cobble together rudimentary, barely functional junk weapons."

"They are stupid and childish and have no use for anything other than charging to their death at the feet of the mighty Imperial Guard."

"At first glance, they look majestic, larger and more muscular than humans, but appearances can be deceiving."

"They are more muscular, but still weaker than humans. Although from their size, it seems that they are not feasible, but even in close combat, there is no need to avoid them, because humans are stronger and can stab with bayonets." Pierce their throats."

The recruits listened with great interest and commented very much. "They're too stupid."

"It's a mistake to be stupid," said one of the men, "but he would never let them get too close, and then he would have to stab those bastards."

At this moment, the ship suddenly trembled slightly. Alan Byrma, who had read the leg book, realized that they had arrived in subspace, so it felt like Geller's stance was activated...