The aroma of wheat and broth almost made little Hayes feel dizzy, and the fish-head brother beside him had already salivated. Even Hasek kept swallowing, but no one dared to move because of the instructors'
The whip was flashing with lightning.
There were ten soldiers surrounding each table. Everyone stood motionless, but their stomachs growled one after another.
Yaye walked through the crowd, holding his whip with his hands behind his back, and a joking smile on his face.
Suddenly, he turned around and said loudly:
"are you hungry?"
"Hungry!"
"Do you want to eat?"
"think!"
"Then do you think you deserve it?"
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No one dared to move, but their eyes moved around and communicated with their eyes.
"It seems that you know what you are doing. Let me tell you, your life is really good. Lord Commander Soshyan Alexey, the supreme lord commander, very kindly expressed that he must improve it and improve the treatment of recruits. You can follow this
I say, you scum are not worthy of wasting this precious food!"
As he spoke, he struck the table at hand with his whip.
"So you must know how to be grateful! You must train with all your might! You will be able to repay the God Emperor and the Supreme Lord Commander for their great kindness in the future!"
"receive!"
Everyone shouted loudly, already a little impatient.
"In addition, I should tell you the rules before eating. No noisy, no fuss. One person is responsible for distributing, and the others wait honestly. The person responsible for distributing should take turns. After eating, you should clean up the tableware and put it in the designated place, and then leave immediately.
You are not allowed to chat or play around here!"
Then, an instructor loudly said:
"sit!"
Everyone sat down immediately.
"let's start."
In Hayes, everyone finally chose the veteran Hasek to distribute the food. He was also very agile with his hands and feet. He quickly divided the bread, and then everyone accurately made the same soup, each with a white ball.
The next moment, the whole cafeteria was filled with the sound of gobbling, just like a large livestock pen. The instructors were alone at the table, shaking their heads as they watched this scene.
"Damn it, these animals are really worthless."
"Sir, with the way these people eat, there are tens of millions of people in the entire camp. How much grain do they need to eat in a day? I heard from my friends that the price of grain has been very high recently."
"Oh, you're worried. It's just a day or two for them to feel comfortable, and they will basically have good rations later. Only the elite troops, such as Qadian, have a constant supply of grain and meat. These cannon fodder groups
Do you really think you’re being treated so well?”
Little Hayes didn't care at all what the instructors were saying. He was just trying to fill his empty stomach. It turned out that the bread was so delicious, but it was a pity that his friends couldn't eat it.
The God-Emperor was so generous to him, he simple and sincerely sighed in his heart.
It seems that what the priest said is absolutely correct, the God-Emperor loves everyone.
But while he was eating, he suddenly stopped and looked at the small half piece of bread in his hand. He looked around, and then wanted to stuff it into his clothes, but was immediately held down by Brother Yutou.
"No, if you are found out, you will be whipped!"
"oh oh."
Little Hayes could only finish the meal obediently, but he had never seen that round white thing before. It felt slippery and seemed to be quite solid. He saw that the people around him had not eaten yet, so he opened his mouth and took a bite.
Well, it's crunchy, but there's a hole in it. It tastes slippery, and there's a yellow core, but those pieces are a bit annoying.
"You stupid little brat, don't you know how to peel the shell? Are you such an egg-eater?"
Hasek glared at Hayes, then rolled the egg in his hand on the table. Then, under Hayes's surprised gaze, he peeled off the shell, revealing the smooth egg and stuffed it into his mouth.
“It smells so damn good! I’m sure I got it right this time!”
After eating, they were led by the instructor to a spacious room. Everyone sat on the floor. Then the lights were turned off, and a monitor began to play an introduction video of the Imperial Guard and the Imperial Navy.
Hayes was fascinated by what he saw. This was a completely unfamiliar world to him. He finally knew his identity - the Astra Militarum, even though he was just a recruit.
At the end of the film, the Astartes are briefly introduced. This is the first time Hayes knows that such a character exists in the world.
"Uncle Hasek, is this the angel the pastor said?"
After hearing Hayes' low-pitched inquiry, Hasek replied calmly:
"Yes, but the angel of death has no enemy they can't defeat, but it's best to stay away from them when you encounter them on the battlefield."
"Why?"
"Because you are a little thing and people can't even see you, so they accidentally trample you to death!"
"Oh, that's so awesome."
When the monitor was turned off, the lights came on, and the instructor handed everyone a discipline manual.
When Hayes opened it, he found that there was not a single word on it, and it was all pictures. Apparently the producer had taken into account the general literacy level of the readers.
The content in the painting is also very easy to understand. A sign prohibiting urination is directly next to the image of a whip, followed by the number 20. Even little Hayes can understand it. If you urinate casually, you will get 20 whips.
At this time, the instructor also began to introduce the contents of the discipline manual. The manual was divided into two parts, one was life discipline and the other was battlefield discipline.
Little Hayes didn't listen much, because he didn't have that many bad habits, but when he turned to War Zone Discipline, the first page showed a picture of a man running out of a trench, next to a terrifying skull, shot by a bullet.
pass through.
He quickly pushed Hasek beside him and asked in a low voice.
"Uncle, what does this mean?"
Hasek glanced at it, and then said softly:
"Anyone who dares to escape on the battlefield will be shot immediately."
As he spoke, he made a pistol gesture with his hand, and then lightly tapped Hayes' temple.
"Just like this, boom."
"ah!"
Hess was so frightened that the dozens of hairs on his head stood up.
Then he flipped through the next few pages, which were basically all about shooting.
"Dear boy, how come this battlefield discipline is all about feeding bullets?"
After the "cultural class", the instructors led them around the camp again to learn where the infirmary was, where the church was, where the gym was, and where the library was - but Hayes found that there were not many books in the library.
, most of them are things written in some regimental banner newspaper, and there is also a big slogan posted at the door of the library——
You don't need to think, just act.
It seems quite ironic.
After they finished here, it was getting late, and the instructors arranged for them to clean the entire camp area again. Then everyone lined up to take a bath in the public bathroom, and they didn't go to bed until 10 o'clock in the evening. According to the instructors, this was the first time they had joined the army.
A day of benefits.
Although there were thunderous snoring and strange noises all around, little Hayes slept particularly soundly that night.
In his sleep, he was wearing mighty power armor and holding a bolt gun. He was laughing and standing in the hail of bullets, shooting at the gangsters holding wine bottles and chains. The "eggs" he shot out killed those hateful guys.
One after another they fell to the ground—— This chapter has been completed!