Warhammer 40k: Far East Storm

Chapter 149 Event

Lancelott, wearing a thin white shirt and a gorgeous ceremonial sword, knelt on one knee in the ceremony hall, and his power armor was neatly placed in front of him.

This is an ancient ceremony from the regiment. After being promoted to a member of the official Star Corps, these soldiers will get their own power armor. Before getting these armors, the soldiers need to bathe in fasting, wear white clothes, kneel with swords in front of their armor, and guard them day and night. Armor, just like armor will always protect them after future battles.

Such a guard will last seven days and nights. There is no rest during these seven days. The soldiers are allowed to drink a little water, and no one can talk to them. They will also shut up and are not allowed to talk to anyone. During the ceremony, the soldiers will accept hunger, thirst, cold, fatigue and loneliness. Suffering, and in these difficulties, the knights will overcome the thorns, always be vigilant, and always guard!

This is just an ancient tradition from ancient times. Such a tradition can be said to be a test for ordinary people, but it is not difficult for a person who is qualified to add a special title before the knight's name. Lancelot felt that the only thing that had been put to a severe test now was his patience.

Lancelot can't wait to put on the power armor in front of him. He had long wanted to throw away the ceremonial sword in his hand and replace it with the chain saw sword he had used on the battlefield. For the current Lancelot, if a sword has no serration on the blade, if the serration does not rotate, if you can't hear the roar of the motor and the vibration from the hilt, this sword is not a sword at all! Recalling that he was the head of the Knights in his hometown, wearing thin gorgeous iron armor and riding a horse with an iron sword, Lancelot felt that he was simply weak.

Only here is the battlefield he really longs for, and only here is the war he really longs for!

Outside the stained glass, the light gradually dimmed. In the end, everything in the hall became dark. In the darkness, Lancelot began to carefully recall every detail of the war with the orcs, every action he made, the actions and details of the enemy. Lancelot believed that if he met the orcs next time. His performance will be much better than this time.

Seven days later, the tall silver-white arch of the ceremonial hall in the silver wing was opened for the first time. The statue of the god emperor hung high in the middle of the gate. Under the god emperor, it was the double-headed eagle symbol of the empire. The prayer bench in the hall had already been removed, leaving only a large open space, and the hall was surrounded by The powerful and social celebrities everywhere in Zhiyuan Star, the dignitaries and the rich wear festive costumes with flashing luxury decorations, like a dressed rooster, showing off their wealth and power. The man stood around in twos and threes. Without a special arrangement, they clearly separated a few waves.

Those who wear ancient and luxurious clothes seem to have been carefully designed in every move, and the ancient nobles on Zhiyuan Star are quite elegant. They are like the nobles of hundreds of years ago who came down from the ancient scrolls. They are dressed in simple, expensive and well-cut clothes, with a strange rhythm between their walking words, which inadvertently shows their superior status.

They come from the ancient family of Zhiyuanxing, the most distant family, which is also the core of these nobles. They are the nobles from the three major families, namely the Adams family, the Vanderbilt family and the Rockefeller family.

The Adams family is the real owner of the whole Zhiyuanxing mining industry. It can be said that as long as the owner of the Adams family is willing, 80% of the mining production on Zhiyuanxing will fall into a state of stagnation. In the mining field, the Adams family is the real master of Zhiyuan Star.

The Vanderbilt family controls most of the newspapers and TV channels. They turn on the TV on Zhiyuan Star. In 24 hours a day, what you hear in 18 hours is what the Vanderbilt family is willing to hear, and there are countless newspapers and magazines under the Vanderbilt family. From city tabloids to well-known fashion magazines, from weapon appreciation to literary journals, the publishers of all these books are followed by the Vanderbilt family.

The Rockefeller family is the owner of the entire securities market. The Rockefeller family is the real owner of all the bankers on Zhiyuan Star. The three largest banks on Zhiyuan Star are under the control of the Rockefeller family, and they control the entire currency and investment system.

It can be said that on the former Zhiyuan Star, it is not Li's huge mechanical sister who really controls the whole world. Although the highest order comes from the mysterious lord's mansion, it is the ancient aristocratic group led by these three nobles who really controls the real power of the world.

It is clear from these nobles. Standing on the other side of the hall are the powerful figures of the important departments on Zhiyuan Star. In the past, when these officials saw the nobles, they would be like seeing the owner's dog, and most of them would wag their tails. This is not surprising. In a turbulent and unstable society, it is wealth chasing power, and in a stable and solid society, it is mostly power chasing wealth. In the past, these powerful officials were more willing to exchange their public power for some of their own wealth. But now the world has become different. No matter how much they want to tuckle with those rich nobles, they have to clamp their tails on Li's territory.

Before these people, there were generals wearing straight military uniforms and shining stars. Compared with other small circles, these soldiers were much more silent. The war was about to start. In reality, there was really not much to be happy about them.

In addition to these people, there are also celebrities from all over Zhiyuan Star, priests from the local Holy See, beautiful rich people in pearls, rich people with big belly, and even a few priests from mechanical religion standing in the corner.

Captain Grant frowned and walked around the hall, then turned around and walked out of the hall and found Li's room directly. He flattened his anger and then knocked on the door.

"Please come in!"

Captain Grant pushed the door open and strode into Lee's room.

"Isn't this my captain?" Li took a razor and came out of the bathroom while picking his beard. "My captain, who made you so angry?"

"Why did you let these people step on my silver wing?" Captain Grant asked rudely, "Why can those disgusting rubbish step on my boat and walk into the ceremonial temple of the Knights Templar?" What makes me more angry is that the door of the ceremonial temple is open for these people! This is my boat, the hall of the Knights Templar. When did it become the living room for the powerful to hold banquets? And I don't even know all this? If I hadn't been one of the spectators, I might have been the last person to know about it.

"My captain," Li smiled and said, "Calm down, don't be angry. In fact, I agree with you very much. You are right. They were not qualified to step on the silver wing, and they were not qualified to participate in the ceremony. But we need them."

"What? It's unbelievable! I only need one order to stuff who into the barrel and then launch it into the sun! Even if those parasites are thrown into the sun, they are pollution to the sun!"

"And helplessly, we just need that kind of waste. If you launch them all, the value of each shell will probably be, well, there will be tens of millions of imperial coins."

"This, how can this happen? We are the Star Wars, we are on the earth, how can we..."

"My captain, I must say that your mind is very dangerous," Li Dan said lightly, "The Silver Wing is indeed the flagship of the Knights Templar, and you are also the captain of the Silver Wing, but this does not mean that your Silver Wing is a sacred and unstainable place. Although you have been in space for a long time and live above everyone, this does not mean that you are superior. Everything on the ship, water, food, weapons, fuel, all of which needs to be supplied by the distant star. Even the ship under your feet can be built by the earth and the planet.

"Of course I know this, but I can't stand those shallow and ignorant fools at all. These guys are like rural rich people who have never seen the market. They hold on to their little wealth and refuse to let go. Their vision can only see a little bit in front of them! Don't they understand that there are so many alien creatures staring at human beings in the dark universe, and they are as weak and helpless as stripped sheep. Are they not afraid at all?

"Ignorance is a kind of happiness."

Captain Grant could only sigh and replied, "It's true."

Captain Grant, who has received military orthodox education, is naturally impossible to be used to these nobles. In his opinion, these people are a combination of parasites and stupidity. In less than a quarter of an hour on the battlefield, these weak creatures will pile up their hypocritical nobility and so-called aristocratic demeanor piled up with luxury. Throwing it out of the sky, it shows the essence of their timidity and cowardice. Compared with those soldiers fighting for the emperor on the front line, these people are just a bunch of humanoid manure machines!