".What's this?"
A Death Guard stood in front of his dormitory door, staring straight at a booklet in the gravekeeper's hand.
It had the words "Death Guard Guide" printed on it, and below the headline was the Death Guard emblem.
"The legion commander requested that each person receive a copy."
The gravekeeper had a haggard expression on his face, as if he was forced to work.
The soldier cast a suspicious gaze over the suspicious booklet and the gravekeeper for a while, and finally hesitantly reached out and took the booklet from the gravekeeper.
The gravekeeper nodded to him heavily, then went to intercept the next unfortunate person with a stack of booklets 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 arrived. The Death Guard sat on the edge of the bed and looked around his dormitory.
Death Guard are allowed to have personal belongings, but most of them ignore this rule. As far as he knows, few people will keep anything except the items allocated by the Legion. Death Guard will also despise those who are too obsessed with the past.
His dormitory was also very clean. The alien skull that was torn off after the first victory in the battle was placed on the table, and its empty eyes stared at him quietly. Apart from that, there was nothing else in his room.
Sometimes he would go to the reference room and look at something, mostly borrowed picture albums, and flip through the paintings in them.
Sometimes he would follow most of the warriors to the dueling cage. The Death Guard's dueling cage was always in short supply, even though they had expanded it three times.
When he didn't feel like doing these two activities, he would go to the training room and swing his sickle by himself, or just sit there and daydream.
Daydreaming is a great way to deal with boredom.
He could feel himself becoming taciturn. When he was on Galapagos, he was still willing to talk to his family, or find some idle people and chat with them.
But after joining the Death Guard, after undergoing those operations, he could feel that everything in the past was fading quickly and becoming blurry.
Galasper was no longer the place he had remembered so fondly, that great hive world fading fast into a blurry speck of memory.
He asked other Death Guards about this matter, and they all came to the same conclusion, that their past was slowly fading away, and the Legion was reshaping them, turning them into silent scythes.
Except for those Barbarus people, some kind of connection between the Primarch and the mother planet allowed them to retain more memories than others, although this does not mean anything. They are more Death Guard than the Death Guard.
He had also been confused, and the gravekeeper's answer was clear and concise -
The Legion has shaped them into a weapon, a sharp sickle. They are either at war or on their way to war.
Their positioning is clear, they are weapons, and weapons do not require much thought.
The tenacious Sons of Mortarion accepted the mission entrusted to them by the Empire and loyally slashed into all psionic and alien debris.
All right.
He accepted this explanation, but in fact, he still had a question in his heart -
If the war ends, where will they go
But he knew this was impossible. For individuals, the war would never stop.
Perhaps the long-lived Primarch could have waited for the answer to this question, but he won't.
He blinked, ending his wandering thoughts. There were still fifteen minutes before lights out. Well, he turned his gaze to the book in his hand.
There's nothing else to do anyway.
Thinking this, 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
As for the other person, Hades, this mysterious and promising young commander, has many rumors circulating within the Death Guard.
He immediately straightened his attitude and sitting posture while reading the book, and opened the second page with a serious attitude.
[After discussion, we decided to provide some living assistance to the soldiers of the Death Guard. —Hades]
[1. The Purpose of the Death Guard Legion - Why We Want to Eliminate Aliens and Psykers (by Mortarion)]
He read through it carefully. The Primarch summarized the scattered words he had said to them during the previous training and explained in a very logical way why psykers and aliens should die.
Although at the end of the article, Mortarion emphasized the necessity of deploying psykers in the legion at this stage, and that there should be no discrimination against think tanks in the legion.
He didn't like psykers or aliens. Both gave him a sense of madness and weirdness, and any rational person would despise them.
Perhaps he did not understand the Empire's Great Crusade, but he understood why the Death Guard wanted to exterminate psykers and aliens. They were the scum of the galaxy and must be eliminated.
[2. Individuals and Legions (by Hades)]
He would not admit that after seeing the title, his emotions were obviously fluctuating, and this inexplicable emotion was far more subtle and exciting than the anger and hatred he had just read in the first chapter.
He continued to read on.
The author, Hades, the commander of the Death Guard, uses humorous and simple language to explain the relationship between the legion and the warriors. The legion shapes the individual, but the individual also affects the collective.
The warriors' responsibility is necessary and essential. The Empire and the Legion have invested expensive resources in them, expecting them to fight for humanity, and their fighting can indeed liberate more humans.
He nodded silently and turned the page—
His pupils suddenly shrank, and a high-definition picture of Galaspa lay quietly in front of him. It was Galaspa after the Death Guard took over. This, this
He subconsciously stroked Galaspa with his hand, and the color in his memory gradually became clearer, but it had changed, becoming no longer so dirty and disordered.
He swallowed, wondering what was happening to his sister on Galaspa.
[The battle of the Death Guard brought liberation and rebirth. We successfully liberated Galaspa and rebuilt the distorted and damaged environment there—both socially and ecologically.]
[In the foreseeable future, the Death Guard will liberate and improve more human homes. So far, Barbarus, Galasper, Druun, and Just 7 Mining Star have all been properly governed by the Death Guard.]
[Individuals should be aware of what the Legion is doing. This concerns everyone's behavior. The Legion also calls on and calls on individuals. If you want to improve yourself to better move towards the goals of the Legion, then the Death Guard will also provide you with a channel. ]
[For details, please refer to Appendix 2.]
What are you waiting for? He flipped to the back, and it was almost time to turn off the lights.
Appendix 1 is a map, which seems to mark some special function rooms.
[Appendix 2, Personal Growth]
[In order to enrich the soldiers' leisure time and improve their personal abilities, the Death Guard has joined forces with people from all walks of life to provide soldiers with various training courses. ]
[Note: If you want to contribute your strength to the Legion more quickly, the Legion is currently in urgent need of soldiers who are good at environmental governance and social governance. You need to establish a relatively stable system for the local area in a short period of time after the war.]
He continued reading. The environmental management course required learning some pharmacy and biology, and also involved ecological botany and poison treatment. The Primarch would be personally responsible for their poison course.
He had anticipated that this course would be very popular.
Then came the topic of social governance. Commander Hades was personally in charge of the courses in this area. He made a long list of books for the soldiers who wanted to participate. The list was so long that it made him a little desperate.
He estimated that not many people would sign up for this course.
It was lights-out time and the room became dark, but the Space Marine's eyesight allowed him to see the words clearly in the dark. He changed his mind about using this book to pass the time and continued reading.
There are also some cooking skills training or social skills training in the future. Will anyone really sign up for these? He expressed some doubts about this.
But apart from that, the rest of the book is very well written, or rather, interesting. Compared to everything on the Endurance, this booklet with jokes printed at the bottom of each page is obviously very interesting.
He read the contents over and over again, how to face the sacrifice of comrades, how to adjust to the temporary defeat in battle, how to deal with different people encountered on the battlefield, and what to do if the new recruits were ignored by the old soldiers.
Most of it was written by Hades. What kind of being is this? He thought, there was a vitality in his writing. Hades. He thought inexplicably that he was more complete than any of them.
This kind of thing should have been released earlier. He was a little jealous of the new recruits on Mine Star No. 7 who were about to join the army because they would see these at the beginning.
Finally, in the quiet darkness, he opened the page with Galaspa printed on it and used the book to cover his eyes, feeling the rough texture of the page rising and falling slightly with his breathing.
Then he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Uhhh! Yes, code!
(End of this chapter)