Chapter 332 Conscription

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The relief was carried out in an orderly manner, and after countless hungry believers heard the news, they rushed here one after another, and the number of people in the square increased at a very rapid rate, and even those believers who had already received it once also lined up again, and they were already afraid of hunger, and they were reluctant to eat the hard No. 4 ration, but put it in their arms and lined up again.

There were even quite a few residents and merchants of the Holy City who had no worries about food and clothing, and under the influence of curiosity, they secretly changed into dilapidated clothes and lined up in the queue.

For this kind of people, the cathar infantry who rushed to maintain order knew best, they also turned a blind eye to this, they were all locals, they didn't look up and didn't look down, they didn't do anything serious, and they didn't want to offend people.

As a result, the number of people in line not only did not decrease as time passed, but there were more and more people, and the queue became longer and longer.

However, fortunately, there are twenty-four hours of daylight in the world of Mokar, and Gavin is not worried that it will be dark now, the time is still very long, and there are too many people, which is also a problem.

Jiawen thought about it, and asked the curator of the Ruiz Think Tank on the Storm to transfer a large piece of supplies, and by the way, he also brought down a temporary No. 4 ration disintegration machine to liberate these unlucky honor guards who were caught by the regiment commander.

Then, Gavin sent the Night's Watch and Warband servants to the outside of the Holy City, preparing to launch a new relief site on the outskirts of the vast Holy City, and at the same time to carry out the conscription physical checkpoint by the way.

To become a Space Marine, will and physique are the key points, and a strong will can help the candidate stay awake in the painful trials of Moka, not being consumed by bloodthirsty desires, and turning into a wolf-headed monster with no reason.

A suitable physique allows the candidate's body to withstand the modification of wolf genes, and there will be no genetic collapse caused by implantation of organs, which will lead to the failure of the modification operation, or even the death of the candidate in the modification operation.

Therefore, a mortal's physique, such as strong muscles and a tall body, is not a necessary condition, as long as this mortal has a superhuman will and a physique suitable for genetic modification, then even if he is a dwarf less than one meter four tall, he can pass the trial of Moka unique to the Space Wolf Wargroup and the Warden Warband, and make his body skyrocket into a muscular man with a height of two meters.

And now when all the interstellar warbands in the empire select recruits, they like to select the warriors among the mortals and the champions of the martial arts competition, just because they can become the characters of both, most of them are mortals with tenacious willpower, as for his strength, it is not the standard for selection, it's just that the mortals of the empire misunderstand that the candidates for the selection of the interstellar warband are selected from the strong, in fact, it is just that warband, and the first condition for selecting recruits has always been willpower first. (Narrator: In addition, it is also to prevent the members of the warband from being tempted by chaos and causing them to fall, after all, unlike the blood crow's own son of the mine, half of the regiment was not removed from the list and regained its strength so quickly.) )

And now the Warden Warband has its own unique selection method, which allows the Think Tank Psyker to perform illusions to test whether the selector is a strong-willed person, as long as he passes the test, it must be a warrior who can still remain calm in the face of life and death.

When the huge tent of the recruitment point, which was sealed in black on the outside, was unfurled, many believers and residents of the Holy City stepped forward to inquire on the spot, and when they learned that it was the divine envoy who recruited soldiers and prepared to fight for the God Emperor above the stars and crusade against heresy, the whole scene boiled, and all the believers flocked to it, and even many of the believers who were still queuing immediately abandoned the queue and ran to the recruitment point to line up.

In the midst of the chaos again, Pastor Alista stepped forward, and with a thunderous voice and the prestige he had erected while preaching the teachings, persuaded many hungry believers to return to the queue and go to sign up when they were full.

At the time of the previous relief, Pastor Alista had already used this time to launch his own doctrinal propaganda among the believers in the queue, spreading the Star Marine version of the doctrine of the faith.

In fact, the first starbands were founded centuries before the founding of the Imperial State Church. Although the beliefs of the Space Marines and the Empire's Anglican believe in the same goal, all of the Empire's interstellar warbands, with the exception of the Black Templar Starbands, have never recognized the creeds and religious sovereignty of the Empire's Anglican religion.

The Warband Priest in charge of the Warband's faith guidance has come from the gibberish that doesn't care much about the state church priests, and ignores any orders from the state religion of the empire, so the state religion of the empire has now spread their beliefs and teachings throughout the galaxy, but it still hasn't changed the doctrine of the space marines about the emperor's faith, they are still as stubborn and independent as they have been for thousands of years, maintaining their own unique beliefs.

And this is the only heretical doctrine that the Imperial State Church cannot destroy by violent means, countless sincere and great Imperial State Church bishops hope to be able to change all this, and even sacrifice their lives to follow an interstellar warband, exhausting their lives to spread the teachings of the State Religion, but it is a pity that for thousands of years, the beliefs of the Space Marines remain unchanged, which is also one of the main reasons why the Imperial State Church Armed - the Sisters of Combat is congenitally hostile to the Star Marines - inconsistent heretics.

And Pastor Alista has long been tired of the doctrines of the state religion of the Empire, let alone the mutated doctrines of the Calradia continent. Therefore, in this short period of time, Pastor Alista fulfilled his responsibility to spread the correct doctrine of faith to the ignorant and ignorant believers.

In the process of Pastor Alista's propagation of correct doctrines, more than a dozen priests of the Holy See followed him with different faces, wanting to refute but unable to speak, if it weren't for Pastor Alista who was a giant in heavy armor and an oracle who had fallen from the sky, and another person came to the Holy City to promote other models of God-Emperor teachings, I am afraid that he would have been burned at the stake in the name of heresy.

And now in the recruiting point, in addition to the Space Marine Think Tank with a think tank pavilion that is performing illusions to test the will of the comer, there is also a priest who is checking his body to prevent heart disease and other problems, so that he can die suddenly due to excessive panic in the test, and at the same time instantly conduct a blood test to check whether the tester's body has a rejection of the wolf gene.

If so, then even if he passed the trial of Moka, he would definitely not be able to withstand the subsequent genetic modification surgery.

Jiawen stood in the distance and watched the scene of the relief and recruitment points in full swing, feeling extremely relieved and happy, as if he had seen the day when the Warden Warband was rising.

Just as Jiawen sighed, a group of richly dressed nobles and knights in full costume were hurrying towards the Holy City Square.