254. Death Guard Guide
.What is it? β
A death guard stood in front of the door of his quarters, staring straight at a pamphlet in the grave keeper's hand.
It has a few characters printed on it, "Death Guard Guide", and below the large headline, the Death Guard's badge is printed.
"If the regiment commander asks for it, everyone will have a copy."
The grave keeper had a vicissitudes of life on his face, as if he was forced to pull up and work.
The soldier lingered his suspicious gaze over the suspicious pamphlet and the grave keeper for a while, and finally hesitantly reached out and took the pamphlet from the grave keeper's hand.
The grave keeper nodded to him heavily, and went to intercept the next unfortunate person with a stack of pamphlets in his arms.
The Death Guard returned to his dorm room, holding the Death Guard Guide in his hand.
Before the time came for the Legion to turn off the lights, the Death Guard sat on the edge of his bed and looked around his quarters.
The Death Guards are allowed to possess personal belongings, but most of the Death Guards ignore this, as he knows, few keep anything other than the Legion's uniform ration, and the Death Guards despise those who dwell too much on the past.
His quarters were also clean, with the alien skull torn off from his first battle victory on the table, his empty eyes staring at him silently, and nothing else in his room.
He sometimes went to the reference room to look at anything, mostly borrowed atlases and flipped through the paintings on them.
Sometimes they go to the dueling cage with most of the warriors, and the dueling cages of the Death Guards are always in short supply, even if they have been expanded three times.
When he doesn't want to do these two activities, he goes to the training room and swings his sickle himself, or just sits there in a daze.
Being in a daze is a good way to get rid of boredom.
He could feel that he was becoming more reticent, and he was still willing to talk to his family when he was on Galaspa, or to find some idle people to talk to on his own.
But after joining the Death Guard, after those surgeries, he could feel everything in the past quickly fade and become a blur.
Galaspar was no longer the place he remembered, the huge world of the hive capital was rapidly fading, turning into a vague speck of memory.
He asked the other Death Guards about this, and they all came to the same conclusion, their past slowly fading away, and the Legion reshaping them, turning them into silent scythes.
Aside from the Barbaros, some connection between the Primordials and their home planet allowed them to retain some more memories than others, though that didn't mean much, they were more death guards than death guards.
He had been confused, too, and the grave keeper's answer to that was succinct and clearβ
The Legion has fashioned them into a weapon, a sharp scythe, and they are either at war or on their way.
Their position is obvious, they are weapons, and weapons do not need to be thought about.
The resilient sons of Motarian accept the mission given to them by the Empire and loyally slash through all psionic and alien fragments.
All right.
He accepted this explanation, but in fact, he still had a question in his heart-
If the war subsides, where will they go from here?
But he knew that it was impossible, and that for the individual, the war would not stop, never.
Maybe the long-lived Primordial Lord could wait for the answer to this question, but he won't.
He blinked, ending his wandering thoughts, fifteen minutes from lights out, well, he moved his gaze to the booklet in his hand.
There's nothing else going on anyway.
Thinking so, he turned the first page.
[By Hades, the current commander of the Death Guard]
[Supervised by Death Guard Captain Motarian]
The Death Guard's eyes widened slightly, Motarian? Their original father?
And the other guy Hades. This mysterious and promising young commander has many rumors circulating within the Death Guard.
He immediately straightened his attitude and sitting posture in reading the book, and turned the second page with a serious attitude.
[After discussion, we have decided to provide some help to the soldiers of the Death Guard Legion.] - Hades]
After that, there was the table of contents, not interested, he went straight to the text.
[1. Death Guard Legion Theme - Why Do We Destroy Aliens and Psionics (by Motarian)γ
He scanned it carefully, and the Primordial Master summed up the scattered words that had been said to them in the previous training, and explained quite logically why psykers and aliens should die.
Although at the end of the article, Motarian focuses on the necessity of the Legion to allocate psionics at this stage, and the prohibition of discrimination against think tanks in the Legion.
He doesn't like psionics, and he doesn't like aliens, both of which give him a weird sense of madness that any sane person would despise.
He may not understand the Great Expedition of the Empire, but he understands why the Death Guard wants to exterminate psionics and xenomorphs, who are the scum of the galaxy and must be removed.
[2. The Individual and the Legion (by Hades)
He wouldn't admit that his mood fluctuated noticeably after seeing the title, and this inexplicable emotion was far more subtle and emotional than the anger and hatred that he had just read the first chapter.
He continued to look down.
The author, Hades, the commander of the Death Guard, uses witty and simple language to illustrate the relationship between the Legion and the Warriors, with the Legion shaping the individual, but the individual influencing the collective.
The duty of the warriors is necessary and necessary, and the Empire and the Legion have invested expensive resources in them in the expectation that they will fight for humanity, and their battles will indeed liberate more of humanity.
He nodded silently and turned the pageβ
His pupils narrowed suddenly, and a high-definition picture of Galaspa lay silently in front of him, it was Galaspa after the death guard took over, this, this
He subconsciously stroked Garaspa with his hand, and the color in his memory gradually became clear, but it changed, becoming less dirty and disorderly.
He swallowed, wondering how his sister was doing now on Garaspa.
[The battle of the Death Guard has brought liberation and rebirth, and we have succeeded in liberating Garaspa and rebuilding the distorted and destroyed environment of the region, both social and ecological. γ
[In the foreseeable future, the Death Guard will liberate and improve the homes of more humans, as of now, Barbarus, Galaspa, Dron, Rust 7. All are properly governed by the Death Guard. γ
[Individuals should be aware of what the Legion is doing, it is a matter of everyone's actions, and the Legion also calls and calls on individuals, if you wish to improve yourself to better advance towards the goals of the Legion, then the Death Guard will also provide you with a channel. γ
[Please refer to Appendix 2 for details.] γ
So what are you waiting for? He flipped straight to the back, and the lights out time was approaching.
Appendix 1 is a map that appears to indicate some special function rooms.
[Appendix II, Personal Growth]
[In order to enrich the leisure time of the fighters and improve their personal abilities, Death Guard unites people from all walks of life to provide various training courses for the fighters.] γ
[Note: If you want to contribute to the Legion faster, the Legion is in dire need of fighters who are good at environmental governance and social governance, and you need to establish a relatively stable system for the local area in a short period of time after the war.] γ
He continued to see that the course of environmental management required some pharmacy and biology, as well as ecological botany and poison handling, and the original adult would be in charge of their poison course.
The course was bound to be a hit, he had expected it.
Then there was social governance, and Commander Hades was personally in charge of the course, and he made a long list of books for the fighters who wanted to participate, which was so long that he was a little desperate.
It is estimated that not many people have signed up for this course, he guessed it.
When the lights went out, the room went dark, but the Space Marine's eyesight allowed him to read the words in the dark, and he changed his mind about passing the time with the book and continued reading.
There are some culinary skills training or social skills training or something in the back, will anyone really report this? He expressed some doubts about this.
But other than that, the rest of the book is brilliantly written, or rather, interesting, and more than anything else on the Fortitude, the booklet with a joke at the bottom of each page is clearly interesting.
He flipped through it and read it over and over again, how to face the sacrifice of his comrades, how to adjust the defeat of a momentary battle, the response words of different humans encountered on the battlefield, and what to do if a new soldier is left out by a veteran.
Most of this content was written by Hades, what kind of existence is this? He thought that his words revealed a life force Hades. It occurred to him inexplicably that he was more complete than any of them.
This kind of thing should have come early, and he was a little jealous of the recruits on the No. 7 Mine Star who were about to enlist, and they would have seen this in the first place.
Finally, in the quiet darkness, he opened the page with Galaspa on it, shielding his eyes with the book, feeling the rough texture of the page, rising and falling slightly with his breathing.
Then he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Uhh Yes, code!
(End of chapter)