Warhammer: From the Devouring C'tan Fragments

At a shooting range inside the new recruit registration point, a Defense Force soldier handed a single-shot rifle to a short-statured Streeling man:

"This is a single-shot rifle. I've just shown you how to use it. As long as you can hit five or more of the ten moving targets at a distance of six hundred meters, you will have the opportunity to join the army."

The Sterling took the single-shot rifle handed to him, aimed at the moving target, and said confidently:

"Watch out, with my ability, I can hit the target with every shot."

Seeing the other party's confident look, the defense soldier said directly: "Begin."

The moving target in the distance also moved quickly, at the same speed as a normal person running. Without the help of AI intelligence, it would be difficult for the defense soldiers to hit the target with their naked eyes.

The Streeling man held up his single-shot rifle with a determined gaze. He stared closely at the moving target in the distance, and without hesitation, he quickly pulled the bolt and fired. The whole action was as smooth as flowing water, and people could not detect any aiming movement from him.

"Bang, bang, bang!" Accompanied by a burst of crisp gunshots, ten consecutive bullets were fired from the muzzle like lightning, hitting the moving target accurately.

By the time the Sterlings stopped their movements, the defense soldiers had already received the test results. Shockingly, eight of the shots had hit the target!

This result surprised the defense soldiers greatly. They had never expected that this short Streeling man had such excellent marksmanship that he could accurately hit the target with eight consecutive bullets.

Even for myself who has undergone long-term and arduous training, it is difficult to achieve such an effect. The Streling people are indeed natural snipers, with talents that ordinary people can hardly achieve.

"What's the result?" The Streling people's eyes flashed with anticipation, and they anxiously asked the defense soldiers about the final test results.

The SADF soldier smiled and replied excitedly, "You performed very well. You hit the target with all eight bullets. Congratulations on passing the test. You are now qualified to join our army!"

"Hahaha! I finally passed the test and can join the army and serve the great Lord of the Stars."

After hearing the other party's affirmation, the Sterling people cheered excitedly.

After cheering for a while, the Strellings suppressed their excitement and asked, "Now that I've passed the test, when can I enter the barracks?"

"Don't worry about this. You have passed the test and have seven days of rest. During these seven days, you can spend some time with your family. After you officially join the army, you won't be as free as you are now.

Seven days later, you can come directly to this registration point, and someone will come to pick you up and take you to the military camp."

The defense soldier gave instructions to the person in front of him.

"Okay, thank you very much for the reminder."

The Streling man bowed deeply to the defense soldiers, then ran out quickly to tell his family the good news.

Agricultural World No. 2 in the Damera Galaxy.

"Grandpa, grandpa, what kind of wheat is this? I've never seen it before. It looks so weird."

A little girl squatted on the edge of the field, her chin supported by her hand, her eyes wide open, staring curiously at the old man in front of her.

At this time, the sun had risen high, and the sunlight shone on her, bringing her a touch of warmth. She was in a vast expanse of rice fields that stretched as far as the eye could see.

In this rice field, many farmers are working hard. They are bent over and planting green seedlings into the fields.

One of the old men was very skilled. As he was planting rice, he said to the little girl behind him, "Dear, these aren't wheat! These are rice seedlings that the governors just distributed. They'll grow a lot of rice!"

Hearing the old man's words, the little girl's eyes lit up and she asked again: "Grandpa, what's the difference between rice and wheat?"

The old man smiled and replied, "Rice seedlings can produce much more grain than wheat! This way, Xiaoguai will have enough to eat and grow into a plump little girl!"

"Ah, Grandpa, you're so annoying! I don't want to become a fat girl. I won't even be able to walk then."

After hearing what the old man said, the little girl complained loudly in dissatisfaction.

Perhaps in the eyes of these elderly people who have experienced hardships, the way to evaluate a person's health and wealth is whether his family members are fat. Only fat families have enough food to make people live comfortably.

In the eyes of children, fat people are ugly.

"Okay, grandpa was wrong." The old man quickly admitted his mistake.

In truth, the old man himself didn't know the exact difference between rice and wheat. However, since the rice seedlings were distributed by the highly respected Archons, he naturally believed and followed their instructions without reservation. After all, the Archons' wisdom and authority were unquestionable.

Over the past two years, the consuls have personally taken action and worked tirelessly, finally winning the trust of the old farmers. They let down their guard and began to obey the consuls' arrangements.

These new consuls were completely different from the arrogant and condescending nobles who came before them. They would not easily use violence against the people, but would treat everyone with equality and respect.

It's not that the old farmers don't have modern farming tools like rice transplanters, but due to their long-standing habits, they find it difficult to adapt to the high-speed mechanized farming mode. For these elderly people, only by working in the fields themselves can they feel at ease.

The population size of agricultural worlds is relatively small, not comparable to that of industrial worlds and hive worlds. However, after allocating a portion of land to each person, there is still a large amount of farmland available for cultivation, which can grow more food for more people.

Giving these former slaves land not only meets their basic living needs but also promotes social stability. This approach is undoubtedly a wise move, ensuring food supply while maintaining social order, achieving a win-win situation.

When the sun set, the old man stopped planting rice, came to the little girl, took her hand, and walked towards home.

"Grandpa." The little girl looked up at the old man.

"What's wrong?" The old man lowered his head, held the little girl in his arms, and asked softly.

"When will mom and dad come back? I miss them so much." The little girl looked at the old man with longing eyes.

"Mom and Dad, they went to a very far place and it will take a long time for them to come back. They will come back when you grow up." The old man choked up.

"Then I want to grow up quickly."

"it is good."