Forty thousand years later, he became a god in the warp

"When are you going to sleep, you damn maggots!"

Suddenly, the door of the dormitory was kicked open and the furious sergeant shouted into the microphone.

Lin Heng felt that he had slept for less than 5 hours. There were more than 50 people gathered in the dormitory. Although they were very tired after running around for a long time, coming to such a place made it difficult for them to fall asleep.

Everyone finally relaxed and fell asleep, but they were treated like this again. Many people were so scared that they lost their balance and fell off the bed.

"You stinky pigs! Do you think you'll be given time to rest on the battlefield? And you're still covered with blankets? The blankets are for your corpses!"

The sergeant walked around the room shouting, and anyone who had not gotten out of bed was pulled down by him.

Everyone panicked and hurried to put on their clothes to avoid being yelled at by the man. The sergeant saw that one of the men couldn't fasten his belt for a long time, so he immediately walked forward angrily.

"Oh, sir, what is your name?"

"I..I..my name is..."

"Your name is Idiot! Are your hands useless? How come you can't even tie your belt?"

"No...no." The more panicked the man became, the less useful his fingers became. The lock was inserted for a long time but just made a "clicking" sound but did not close.

The sergeant snorted, slapped him, and threw him aside. He pointed at his nose and shouted:

"Mr. Idiot, since you can't use the belt, you'll have to hold up your pants for today's training! If it falls off once, you won't be able to put it on tomorrow!"

The man grabbed the waist of his pants tightly. The humiliation and trampling of his dignity slapped him hard in the face. He didn't even dare to look at other people's expressions.

The sergeant continued walking, and all the new recruits who saw his gaze looked forward, not daring to meet his gaze, for fear that they had done something wrong and would be found out by him.

"By the way, let me remind you that you only have two ways to answer, yes or no, and you have to add the word 'commander' at the end. Do you understand?"

The sergeant said this, putting his face close to one of them, as if he was asking him a question alone.

The man was shaking all over, with cold sweat on his forehead. When he saw the officer asking him, he subconsciously said:

“I…I understand…”

Suddenly the man seemed to realize something, as if he had said something wrong, because the sergeant opposite him showed a dangerous smile of triumph.

The man's breathing became heavier and heavier, and his trembling became more and more like convulsions.

"Hey? Don't you understand what I'm saying?"

"No..no..no. Sir!"

"You're a stutterer! You'll have to call me a stutterer, sir, 50 times!"

"Yes.. yes sir! I am.. I am a stutterer, sir! I am a stutterer..."

The sergeant turned away and continued to patrol the crowd. When the man who was shouting finished, he began to introduce himself.

"My name is not for you to know. You have no name in the White Shields, only a sign on your bed.

Everyone, remember this. If you are called and don’t answer immediately, something you don’t like will happen. Do you understand? "

"Yes, sir!"

The sergeant nodded. It seemed that these people were not as stupid as they looked.

“Very good, now that you have joined the Astra Militarum, you’d better forget your past. Otherwise, the cruel environment here will push you into the abyss before you even meet the enemy.

The only people you can rely on are the strangers around you, who will be your companions for the next few months.

They will look after your back and help you keep going. Try to treat everyone with respect, but learn to pick the guys who really deserve it.

Understand! "

"Yes, sir!"

"Stand in two teams and run forward, target the restaurant!"

At the sergeant's command, everyone hurriedly stood in two rows. There was no sound of talking, only the sound of chaotic footsteps.

Lin Heng saw that the team was constantly expanding. They used the corridor as a place for running training. All the new soldiers who joined the White Shield Regiment of the Star Army were running silently.

The journey was not far, and although the non-commissioned officer seemed to be taking a detour, everyone was busy carrying their plates to prepare for their first meal on board.

"Quack"

A large spoonful of wet, sticky, and slightly yellowish white porridge fell into the plate. The semi-solidified substance contained lumps of paste particles.

Although it didn't smell like anything special, it did look a bit like someone's vomit.

Lin Heng immediately recalled some bad memories. Why did this thing look so much like the corpse starch distributed in the Nest City Prison? Could it be that the army also ate this kind of stuff to survive?

Suddenly he couldn't sit still. Looking at the expressions of the recruits around him, Lin Heng knew that someone had figured out what was on the plate.

“This is the soldiers’ favorite and the most sought-after food on the battlefield. Everyone, even aliens, are eager to get it.

This is what your superiors saved money to reward our future comrades.

I believe some people have already recognized what this thing is. Yes, you guessed it right. It is the famous corpse starch. Now everyone listen to my command - sit down! "The political commissar shouted.

The huge crowd sat down immediately, but some people still vomited after hearing the name of the food. The political commissar immediately smiled and invited the soldier to come in front of everyone.

“You vomited a little too early, but it can still be used.

Everyone, listen up! Anyone who doesn't finish eating the food on the plate will be fined 5 kilometers! Anyone who dares to spit it out, like him, will have to swallow it back! "

The political commissar said as he grabbed the recruit by the neck, pressed him down to his vomit, and said viciously:

"Now, do you want to eat it yourself, or do you want me to help you?"

The new recruit had never seen a devil, but now he probably thought the political commissar was one of them. His trembling body was constantly pressed down by the political commissar until it almost touched his vomit.

The new recruits around him resisted the urge to even look, fearing that this devil might do something to give him a taste of his own medicine.

The man kept gasping for breath, and tried hard to support himself with his arms to prevent himself from touching the ground. His mind was blank at this moment, and he was so frightened that he couldn't even speak clearly.

"Sir, Sir, I can't eat... No..."

The political commissar grabbed his neck and lifted him up, then whispered in his ear:

"Then why don't you go clean it up, and don't forget the five kilometers."

"Yes..yes sir."

"Plop", the new soldier landed on the ground, supported his limp body to get the tools, and after cleaning up, he lowered his head and sobbed as he ran out. The new soldiers around him were silent, lowering their heads and looking worriedly at the porridge that was leaking some water.

"Began to eat!"

The sounds of "Ding-dang ding-dang... huff-huff... oooh-ooh" came one after another. Some people picked up the spoon and put the food into their mouths, just like Zhu Bajie eating the ginseng fruit without even tasting it before swallowing it.

Some experienced people don't mind this at all and can finish it quickly without feeling disgusted.

And those who were powerful before had never come into contact with this kind of thing, so it was very difficult for them to eat it.

The lukewarm and sticky feeling flowed in the mouth, and after swallowing it for a long time, there was still some lingering taste.

Finally, I couldn't bear it anymore and started vomiting. Even covering the vomit with my hands was of no use.

Unable to live under someone else's roof, Lin Heng gritted his teeth and ate up all the thick porridge. He didn't want to recall the specific taste, as long as he completed the task.

"Very good, most of you have completed the task, and your outstanding performance has earned you the privilege of only running three kilometers.

And those of you who vomited, if you don't lick it up today! I will make you regret everything you have done before!

Everyone! Two columns of troops start the three-kilometer march! "

Everyone immediately stood up and lined up, running back to the original passage. The recruits who were already suppressing their urge to vomit immediately felt their stomachs churning after such a bumpy ride.

They could no longer bear it and the sound of vomiting was heard again, but this time the sergeant did not let them stop. They had to finish their run even if they were sprayed with vomit.

Lin Heng was lucky, he didn't vomit nor was he vomited, and he managed to hold on. To be honest, he wasn't tired, but he was suffering mentally.

Everyone returned to the dormitory again, and lay down on the bed panting and ready to fall asleep. However, just as their breathing became calm, the new recruits who had vomited in the cafeteria came back supporting each other.

The three of them were silent, as if they had seen something incredible. They sat on the bed and did nothing but sit there blankly.

Seeing their appearance, no one dared to step forward and poke at their sore spots, and everyone took this rare opportunity to take a break.

And just half an hour later, the sergeant came to the dormitory again and woke up all the soldiers.

Each person was given a copy of the "Imperial Handbook", which recorded the territory of the empire and the current situation of the enemy.

"In the remaining time, apart from tidying up the house, we will learn about future enemies. After lunch, we will have firearms training. Those who shoot well will have extra meals in the evening, and they will no longer have to eat corpse starch.

Do you understand? "

"Yes, sir!"

Lin Heng opened the book and saw a battle prayer handwritten on the first page.

"I dedicate my life to the Emperor.

I pray for His approval.

I offer my strength to the Emperor.

I pray for His reparation.

I offer my blood to the Emperor.

I pray that this will quench His thirst.

I offer my body on the altar of the battlefield.

I pray that He will acknowledge my noble death in battle.

I pray for His blessing.

I have given all I have.”

The new recruits who were watching around recited silently, and then opened the book. Lin Heng found an introduction to the Hive World, as well as space pirates, chaos rebels and other enemies.

"The Orks are the most brutal creatures in the galaxy. They have no brains and only know how to burn, kill, and rob. They enjoy fighting all day long. The six most active clans among them pose a serious threat to the empire.

But the brave humans, under the leadership of the great emperor, will eventually destroy all the green monsters and wipe out the damn green from the galaxy!" the text says.