Warhammer: I don't want to be a stinky can! ! !

Chapter 263 254. Death Guard Guide
".what is this?"

A death guard stood in front of his dormitory door, staring straight at a booklet in the hands of the gravekeeper.

A few characters of "Death Guard Guide" are printed on it, and below the headline, the emblem of the Death Guard is printed.

"It was requested by the commander of the legion, and everyone has a copy."

The tomb guard had a vicissitudes expression of "Can you see it?", as if he was forced to work.

The soldier lingered suspiciously at the suspicious booklet and the gravekeeper for a while, and finally reached out hesitantly and took the booklet from the gravekeeper.

The gravekeeper nodded heavily to him, and went to intercept the next unfortunate person with a stack of pamphlets in his arms.

The death guard returned to his dormitory, holding the "Death Guard Guide" in his hand.

The time for the legion to turn off the lights had not yet come. The death guard sat by the bed and looked around his dormitory.

The death guards were allowed to own personal belongings, but most of the death guards would ignore this rule. As far as he knew, few people would keep anything except the items uniformly distributed by the legion, and the death guards would also despise those who were too obsessed with the past.

His dormitory was also very clean. The alien skull torn off after the first battle was placed on the table, and his empty eyes stared at him quietly. Apart from that, there was nothing else in his room.

Sometimes he would go to the reference room to look at something casually, most of which were borrowed albums, and flipped through the paintings on them.

Sometimes go to the duel cage with most of the fighters, the duel cage of the Death Guard is always in a state of short supply, even though they have been expanded three times.

When he doesn't want to do these two activities, he goes to the training room to wave the scythe by himself, or simply sits there in a daze.

Being in a daze is a great way to deal with boredom.

He could feel that he was becoming taciturn. When he was on Galaspa, he was still willing to talk to his family members, or he went to find some idlers by himself, and chatted with them.

But after joining the Death Guard, after those surgeries, he could feel the past fading and blurring fast.

Galaspar was no longer the place that stuck in his mind forever, the vast hive world fading fast, becoming a blurred speck of memory.

He asked the other Death Guard about it, and they all came to the same conclusion, their past slowly fading away, and the Legion reshaping them, turning them into silent scythes.

Except for those Barbarians, some connection between the Primarch and the home planet allowed them to retain more memories than others, although this does not mean anything, they are more Death Guard than Death Guard.

He had also been confused before, and the gravekeeper's answer to this was concise and clear——

The Legion molded them into a weapon, a sharp scythe, who were either at war or on their way to war.

Their positioning is obvious, they are weapons, and weapons don't need to think much.

The tenacious sons of Mortarion accepted the mission entrusted to them by the Empire, and loyally chopped down all psionic and xenomorph offal.

Ok.

He accepted this explanation, but in fact, he still had a question in his heart——

If the war subsides, where should they go?
But he knows that this is impossible. For individuals, the war will not stop, never.

Perhaps the long-lived Lord Primarch could wait for the answer to that question, but he won't.

He blinked and ended his wandering thoughts. There were still 15 minutes before the lights were turned off. Well, he shifted his gaze to the booklet in his hand.

There was nothing else to do anyway.

Thinking so, he turned to the first page.

[Written by Hades, the current commander of the Death Guard]

[Supervised by Mortarion, Commander of the Death Guard]

The Death Guard's eyes widened slightly, Mortarion?Their primarch father?

And another person, Hades. This mysterious and promising young commander has many rumors circulating within the Death Guard.

He immediately corrected his attitude and sitting posture while reading the book, and turned to the second page with a serious attitude.

[After discussion, we decided to provide some life assistance to the soldiers of the Death Guard Legion. - Hades]

After that was the table of contents. Not interested, he turned directly to the text.

[[-]. The main purpose of the Death Guard Legion——Why should we eliminate the aliens and psykers (by Mortarion)]

He browsed carefully, and the Primarch summarized the scattered words he had told them in the previous training, and explained quite logically why psykers and aliens should die.

Although at the end of the article, Mortarion focused on the necessity of deploying psykers in the legion at this stage, and that discrimination against the think tanks in the legion is not allowed.

He didn't like psykers, nor xenomorphs, both of which gave him an insane weirdness that any sane person would despise.

Maybe he didn't understand the Great Crusade, but he understood why the Death Guard wanted to wipe out the psykers and the xenomorphs, they were the scum of the galaxy and had to be wiped out.

[[-]. Individuals and Legions (by Hades)]

He won't admit that after seeing this title, his emotions obviously fluctuated. This inexplicable emotion is far more subtle and exciting than the anger and hatred he just read Chapter 1.

He continued to look down.

The author, Hades, the commander of the death guard, expounds the relationship between the legion and the soldiers in a witty and simple language. The legion shapes the individual, but the individual also affects the collective.

The responsibility of the warriors is necessary and necessary. The Empire and the Legion have invested expensive resources in them, expecting them to fight for humanity, and their battles will indeed liberate more humans.

He nodded silently, turned the page——

His pupils shrank suddenly, and a high-definition picture of Galaspar lay quietly in front of him. It was Galaspar after the Death Guard took over, this, this
He stroked Galaspa subconsciously, and the color in his memory gradually became clear, but it changed, and it became less dirty and disorderly.

He swallowed, wondering how his sister was on Galaspa.

[The battle of the Death Guard brought liberation and new life. We successfully liberated Galaspa and rebuilt the local distorted and destroyed environment—whether it is the social environment or the ecological environment. 】

[In the foreseeable future, the Death Guard will liberate and improve more human homes. As of now, Babarus, Galaspa, Drune, Rust No. 7 Mine Star... have all been properly governed by the Death Guard. 】

[Individuals should be aware of what the Legion is doing. This is related to everyone's behavior. The Legion also appeals to and appeals to individuals. If you want to improve yourself to better advance towards the goal of the Legion, then the Death Guard will also provide you with channels. 】

[For details, please refer to Appendix II. 】

What are you waiting for?He rolled directly to the back, and it was almost time to turn off the lights.

Appendix [-] is a map, which seems to mark some special function rooms.

[Appendix [-], Personal Growth]

[In order to enrich the leisure time of the soldiers and improve their personal abilities at the same time, the Death Guard unites people from all walks of life to provide various training courses for the soldiers. 】

[Note: If you want to contribute your strength to the Legion faster, the Legion is currently in urgent need of fighters who are good at environmental governance and social governance. You need to establish a relatively stable system for the local area in a short time after the war. 】

He continued to look down. The course of environmental management required some pharmacy and biology, and also involved ecological botany and poison treatment. The Primarch would personally take charge of their poison course.

This course was bound to be a hit, and he had predicted it.

Then there is social governance. Commander Hades is personally responsible for the courses in this area. He made a long list of books for the soldiers who want to participate. This list is so long that he is a little desperate.

It is estimated that not many people sign up for this course, he guessed.

It was time to turn off the lights, and the room was dark, but the vision of the space warrior allowed him to read the words clearly in the dark. He changed his mind that he was planning to pass the time with this book, and continued to read.

Later, there will be some culinary skills training, or social skills training, etc. Will anyone really report on these?He expressed some doubts about it.

But other than that, the rest of it was brilliantly written, or rather funny, and more than anything else on the Endurance, this little booklet with the jokes printed at the bottom of every page was decidedly funny.

He turned and read the above content over and over again, how to face the sacrifice of his comrades, how to adjust to the loss of a temporary battle, how to deal with different human beings encountered on the battlefield, what should a new soldier do if he is left out by a veteran.
Most of the content was written by Hades. What kind of existence is this?There was, he thought, a life force in his words Hades. He was more complete than any of them, he thought, somehow.

This kind of thing should be sent out earlier, he is a little jealous of the recruits on the No. 7 mine star who are about to enlist, they will see this at the beginning.

Finally, in the quiet darkness, he opened the page of the book printed with Galaspa, covered his eyes with the book, and felt the somewhat rough texture of the page, which undulated slightly with his breathing.

Then he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

　Uh ah ah ah ah ah!Yes, code!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)