Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire

Chapter 8 Arriving at Gundwald VI
diary
Written by: Corporal Alan Bair
Preface: When I realized that I was wandering in the boundless and dark universe, I planned to write down what to leave for future generations, especially the long subspace travel made me unbearable.

Recorded in: After the 6th day of subspace voyage.

Content: It has been almost six days since I left my home world, and I have nothing to do except priests, prayers, and strengthening my faith in the empire.

According to the manual, one day in the subspace is equivalent to 12 days in the real physical universe, so we have spent a little more than two months of physical universe time.

When the usual complicated training disappears, and you need to stay sane in the same days as you are in prison, except for chatting, which is the basic game, there is not much space here, and this group of recruits has done all the childish things you can imagine.

Subspace travel is like this, you will never believe how boring it is, and there are not many supplies on the ship, and most of the food is synthetic food that lacks taste.

So I invented a new way to eat it, which is to use a personal heating device to use greasy synthetic lunch meat as a seasoning, mix it with granola bars and any army-issued snacks you can find.

It tasted good, and it made me happy for a long time, until the temperature of the heater accidentally burned part of the metal in the ship's cabin, making me feel a sense of blasphemy against the sacred machine of the Empire.

During this time, Mr. John glued together the photos of his fiancée, which are as good as ever.

And today is the first day of my recording, I hope there will be more interesting things in the future... God Emperor.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Mr. John's big face was pressed against his side, in a place where there is no personal space to describe.

After two months of training, he performed outstandingly in the later stage. He is now a corporal and has assumed the task of commanding the team in this room.

Alan Baier closed the diary, and he combed his waist again. "I'm documenting my own life, although he may be gone soon."

John was lying on the bed bored. "Don't be so pessimistic, the God Emperor bless you, my friend."

Alan Baier sighed. "You don't understand, you have a fiancée, and the most beautiful woman I've seen since the beginning of my military career is a cyborg."

John said something meaningful. "Sometimes, it's even more painful not to see her. I'm envious of you."

Their gossip was quickly heard by other people in the boat. He was a strong man, 1.9 meters tall. He was somewhat mutated due to the ecology of the hive city, but his skull was still human.

His name is Kailan, and he is the heavy weapon group in this squad. There is only one group in a team, and he also bears a noble heavy bolter, and he will be the best support in the team.

But this hunk has a problem... he...

"My God, what you said is so touching, I really want to take you back to her."

"By the way, platoon leader, how is the progress of the mechanical priest you mentioned last time with you?"

He wiped the cushion with a handkerchief, and leaned against the two of them to chat.

That's right, this 1.9-meter hunk is unexpectedly slender and likes to gossip, but Alan Bayer is not worried about his combat effectiveness. When you see him resisting a heavy machine gun alone, bursting with explosive bombs, he will destroy things that are visible to the naked eye. All beat to fester with his slender attention.

You will feel really at ease with such a teammate.

But Alan Baier still emphasized. "I just know her, don't think too much!"

So the topic quickly became how to clean up the green skins, which one is more powerful than aliens and heresies, this topic is more general, and the whole class members chatted about it.

Arm wrestling and biceps showing off again, it's manly military life, and they're just "babes" for now.

Maybe they will die traveling in the warp, maybe the whole ship will sail to the space of the four gods, maybe it will take a long time for them to reach their destination.

When Alan Baier was dreaming, a sense of trembling that was familiar and unfamiliar came from that moment.

The people in the cabin immediately stood up and looked at each other again. John asked boldly. "Platoon leader, is that the feeling?"

Alan Baier answered uncertainly. "Like, it's so similar, it's the feeling that Geller's position is closed, we have come to the physical universe!"

After a while, the broadcast appeared.

"The members of the Skadi [-]rd Infantry Regiment listened to the order and started packing up. We have reached our destination, and we have reached the orbit above our destination."

"It took us three months on this trip, and again, it took us three months!"

The broadcast was repeated three or four times, because Alan Bair needed to pack up and didn't remember clearly, but he was a little scared again, what if the landing encountered the enemy's orbital defense force, what if they encountered an orc space hulk what to do...

A feeling of powerlessness permeated the Warhammer universe forever, and the more he knew, the less he could be as relaxed as everyone else.

When the class was packed and people were sitting on the empty beds, John couldn't help shouting. "I can finally leave this corridor!"

Kailan looked more relaxed. "I thought you were used to the narrowness of the hive capital."

John was late to reply here. "Of course, of course I'm used to it, I just don't like the feeling in the boat..."

Alan Baier guessed that the conditions in John's hometown were probably good. He had a family capable of taking pictures and a beautiful fiancee. He couldn't help feeling a little envious in his heart, and "corridor" was their joking name for this room.

Just like everyone in the [-]rd Infantry Regiment would go by nicknames like Alan Bair, The Boy Who Lived, or The Flying Snake Boy.

Alan Baier scolded them. "Stop making trouble, take your own things, don't lose them, line up now!"

The people in the squad lined up in a row, and at this moment they could clearly feel the battleship moving in the physical universe, which also showed that the position deviation must not be far away. They didn't even drive the sub-light speed engine, but just moved forward at the normal speed of the battleship.

In other words, the distance between the two planets is not very large, about 2-5 light years, and it can be easily reached with the help of astropaths.

But... Alan Bayer couldn't help but think that half a year ago, his concept of light years was still out of reach, and now because of the subspace, it took only six days to cross the distance threshold that countless cutting-edge scientists in his previous life could not break through.

Are there countless aliens in my own world?Has the Emperor watched?
He shook his head, looking at the gradually opened barn door, as well as other platoons and team-level soldiers marching outside.

"Come out!" Under Alan Bayer's command, they finally left the cell. There was a lot of space outside. The real battleship corridor was enough for four people to pass side by side, which was bigger than their room.

And there is a real window. When Alan Baier looked out from the window of the battleship, the dark green and blue interlaced planet shone like a jewel in the universe. The existence of the atmosphere made her more beautiful. opal color.

Is this what the Emperor needs to protect?What a beautiful world.

(End of this chapter)