Warhammer: I don't want to become a stinky can!

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The good news is that the tax exemption has also been taken over by the Moon Wolves, which means that the Death Guard has essentially gotten a planet for free at almost zero cost.

This is probably the most gratifying thing for Hades lately; getting something for free is the truth.

Next was the conscription work in Galaspa, and to let Hades see how Galaspa was doing now. Hades had never been to Galaspa before and didn't know much about the system. Although the reports showed that the system was quite rich, the wealth of the rulers was probably not the same as the wealth of the Nest City people.

Hades pondered for a moment. "Let's start with recruitment. After all, the transformation of Space Marines takes time. It's better to recruit first and then plan for the long term."

Hades also hoped to recruit and expand another type of soldier in Galaspar—the Mortal Auxiliary Army.

The Mortal Support Forces made indelible contributions during the Great Crusade, an era in which Space Marines held absolute dominance. Space Marines were, after all, a minority among minorities, and on most battlefields, the Mortal Support Forces remained the main force on the front lines.

During this period, mortal auxiliary troops were generally assigned according to region, and an auxiliary army might be assigned to different legions at different times.

Of course, a legion can also establish and train its own unique mortal support army, depending on the legion's own wishes.

(Seeking information on the 30k mortal support army; there's very little data available.)

The most famous mortal auxiliary army during the Great Expedition was the Sun Auxiliary Army. Their excellent equipment and strict military discipline earned them a reputation.

Later, the mortal auxiliary forces evolved into the Astral Army, with notable examples such as the Krieg Death Legion or the Katachon Jungle Warriors.

Hades is willing to allow the Death Guard to establish its own mortal support army, and these support soldiers need to be adapted to the Death Guard's unique fighting style.

The mortal auxiliary troops are relatively easy to recruit, so they can be put on hold for now, or simply fill the army with the people who were screened out from the Space Marines. Hades looked at the yellowish-brown Galaspa and planned the next priority of Space Marine recruitment.

The population density of Galaspa is so high that it would make anyone cry. It completely overwhelms Barbarus.

Hades anticipated that Galaspa would become an important farming base for the Death Guard.

Let's see if I can update again today, depending on my condition.

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Chapter 218 The First Person No One Expected

The fog was hazy and yellowish, emitting a pungent chemical smell. On the murky earth, filthy buildings, resembling termite mounds, were crammed together and pierced the sky.

Standing on that desolate and barren plain, the distant black nests looked like a continuous mountain range, magnificent yet filthy.

Hades blinked hesitantly, then tried to remove his helmet, taking a deep breath—

Very well, it's highly poisonous.

Hades gave a wry smile, put his helmet back on, and realized that Death Guard was determined to fight against poison gas.

To become a planet with a nesting ecosystem, the first thing to sacrifice is the ecological environment.

Waste gas produced by the factory is continuously discharged into the sky, forming Galaspa's perpetually hazy, yellowish atmosphere. Wastewater is discharged into the rivers, and now all water sources on this planet are highly acidic.

Humans will not try to manage the environment; that would be too wasteful and unnecessary. The hive city has its own unique ecological environment, and many people will never leave the hive city in their entire lives. Naturally, there is no need to manage the deadly environment outside the hive city.

After a few generations, there will be even less need for it; for them, this is just the normal sky and normal land in Galapagos.

Hades lowered his eyes and glanced at the dirty, barren land beneath his feet, which contained excessive levels of heavy metals and even radioactivity.

Hades silently pondered the possibility of modifying Galaspa, concluding that it was impractical.

Barbalus was able to secure considerable investment thanks to its political status as the Primarch homeworld, and the extensive star rings built by the Empire upon its arrival made Barbalus's development much more efficient.

Moreover, Barbarossa has a small population, which makes relocation and large-scale environmental remediation feasible.

Modifying Galaspa would be a bit difficult; let him think about it some more.

Moreover, the transformation must be efficient and cost-effective. Currently, the most cost-effective solution is to keep it as it is and then directly put Galaspa into its previous full-power production state.

Unlike Barbalus, Galaspa's transformation may be a long process.

Hades sighed deeply, looked at Gara before him, and gestured for Gara to lead him into the main hive.

If a nest looks like a pile of garbage from a distance, then once you go down to its bottom layer, you will be surprised to find that it is indeed a pile of garbage.

Apart from the important factory area and the uppermost nests, the rest of the place was a mess. Dark construction waste was piled up randomly in the corners of the endless shacks, and the smell of rotting excrement flowed down the corners of the walls. The number of makeshift shacks and holes dug in the walls was about half and half. Fearful and respectful eyes peeked out from inside, but then trembled and lowered.

Those are the inhabitants of the low nest; they live here and then die.

Beneath his helmet, Hades frowned. He had seen the barrenness of Barbarossa, a desolation of a wasteland, a struggle between man and nature, a struggle for survival.

Galaspa, on the other hand, presents a different kind of bloated hardship, where people are crammed together, living becomes a form of non-exertion, stagnating in the struggle for survival, and slowly entering death.

While the densely populated Galapagos is a treasure trove for the empire, with its numerous settlements signifying a continuous influx of people, it may not be a good thing for the locals.

Hades pondered silently in his heart that the first step was to reduce the population density. Druun could relocate a large number of people, Barbarus could accommodate a portion of them, and the forging satellite Mit in Barbarus was also short of people. The expansion of the Legion could also alleviate some of the population pressure.

As for the legion, it may not absorb many people?

There would be no such concerns once war broke out.

The second step is to simply improve the environment near the hive city and relocate the hive city's population to the surrounding plains to further slow down the process.

The third step is to collaborate with the Mechanical Engineering Institute to further renovate the nest, adding water purification devices and areas for waste disposal.

In the previous Galaspa renovation, the Mechanics prioritized restoring the factory area, which had been halted due to the Death Guard's attack—these techies don't care about the living quarters unless the population is so sparse that it affects production progress.

The fourth step is to build a nest-city system, fill the gaps in the nest-city relationship system, and establish a balanced nest-city ecosystem, both in terms of environment and culture.

As Hades made his way through the hive, he roughly figured out what he needed to do in Galaspa. Although it was only a drop in the ocean, it would at least alleviate some of the pressure of survival.

[Commander Hades, we've arrived.]

Galo's voice came through the channel; they had arrived at a cliff in the Nest City.

This is one of the Death Guard's recruitment locations in Galaspa. Selected members must start from the Acid River on the edge of Hive City, trek along the Acid River, cross the garbage dump, and finally climb the cliff.

The time limit is three days. Bring your own food and equipment. Although Death Guard has more lenient requirements on equipment, this trial may be longer than the selection on Barbarossa.

Moreover, the current inhabitants of Nest City are unlikely to obtain any decent equipment.

There are two pharmacists along the way, one in a day's trek and the other in a two-day trek. Participating in treatment means automatically forfeiting. There is also a pharmacist at the finish line, but it is for treating those who advance. Due to the large number of participants, there are no pharmacists in other places.

To be fair, Hades felt that the Galapaspa trial might be more rigorous, but faced with the Galapaspa people, whose numbers far exceeded those of Barbaros, he had no other choice but to do so.

Even with a significant increase in recruitment to Galapagos, proportionally, more Galapagos people still need to be screened out.

Hades sighed, thinking of bad things.

He is standing at the location of the trial selection. If the trial selection process is feasible, the thirty-seven recruitment points set up in the Galapa star system will begin selection simultaneously.

The preliminary selection process is the longest and most difficult, but the Death Guard also promises that those who advance will have more opportunities within the Legion, which has led to a large number of people participating in the preliminary selection.

Death Guard does not register participants; participation is open to all healthy, eligible men. There are too many participants, but Death Guard will provide each participant with at least a week's worth of rations.

Compared to Barbarossa, Galaspa's conscription was even more chaotic.

Hades sighed again. Compared to Barbalus, who had a better base of support, Galaspa still had to go through a relatively chaotic period.

【here we go. 】

Galo's voice came from the channel. Hades turned around in place, sighed, and chose to sit on the edge of the cliff, resting his chin on his hand and waiting expectantly for the first person to arrive.

To everyone's surprise, the first person to arrive was a woman.

Hades gaped in disbelief as he watched the swaying, gaunt figure stagger through the garbage heap. Half of the man's left calf was missing, and yellowish-white pus was still dripping from the severed leg.

Could this be a follower of Nurgle?

This was Hades' first reaction. He tentatively probed the diluted black domain and was surprised to find that although the person's soul was so small that it was about to be extinguished, it was exceptionally bright and unpolluted.

【How is this going? 】

Gara's voice rang out, and Hades swallowed hard. In the penetrating light of the helmet, they could clearly see the organs inside the filthy person's body, complete ovaries and uterus—it was a woman.

Did you specify male candidates during the recruitment process?

[I've already said it, and I've emphasized it very clearly.]

So, what does she want to do?

The woman staggered, almost collapsing and crawling on the ground, but she still made it to the edge of the cliff. She used tattered strips of cloth to bind her severed limbs, and then casually tore up some dried rubbish on the ground and smeared it on her hands.

She was increasing the friction on her hands.

The woman began to try to climb, and Hades watched her climb with trepidation. What was she doing?

Hades waved his hand to stop Galo from scolding the woman. Her status as the first among the contestants should at least earn Hades some respect for her.

A filthy hand reached out from the edge of the cliff. Hades stood up, stepped back, and waited for the first person to be chosen.

This is a gray-haired woman; not only is her gender incorrect, but her age is also incorrect—she is clearly too old for someone in their teens.

Some scabies caused by chemical corrosion were scattered on her face, which blurred her features; she might have been beautiful.

Upon seeing Hades, the man began to kneel and weep, wiping his face repeatedly with his hands, choking back sobs and hiccups.

Hades stood there, waiting patiently.

Finally, she seemed to calm down, and choked back tears as she prepared to kneel down.

"No kneeling allowed."

Hades said this calmly, and then he saw the woman trembling and crying again, panting heavily.

“Our selection process is not for women, and you are too old.”

Hades continued,

"My lord, I know, my lord, my lord."

She seemed to instinctively want to kowtow, but Hades stopped her and she could only sit on the ground, trembling with embarrassment. Out of fear, she covered her face with her hands, only her eyes showing. The blood flowing from her severed limbs had already accumulated into a small puddle of pus on the ground.

"I just want to thank you for saving us."

"My lord, please take me away. I don't want to stay here. You have brought liberation, and I don't want to be a slave anymore."

"Thank you for your liberation. Praise be to you, Lord, take me away."

Hades choked up.

He was not the one who liberated Galaspa, and he had also opposed the liberation of Galaspa.

This woman appeared in the original Galasparry book and was even given a name by Mortalian, but she has not appeared again in any of Deathguard's other works.

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Chapter 219 In front of the pharmacy

It was eerily quiet here, with only the sound of the river flowing silently in the distance, the highly acidic liquid splashing against the bank, creating tiny droplets.

The woman was still sobbing softly. She sat on the ground, swaying, wiping away tears under the combined influence of fear and excitement.

Hades took a deep breath, crouched down, and looked at the woman as straight as possible. The woman flinched in surprise, but ultimately did not look away.

"You said you wanted us to take you away."

Hades said calmly,

"and then?"

The gray-haired woman stared blankly at Hades, which allowed Hades to see her gray eyes clearly, the turbidity and clarity contrasting against each other, like glass beads mixed with impurities.

Hades watched her silently, awaiting her answer. The woman seemed to realize that she had been silent for too long and might have offended this great man, so she spoke hastily, her voice weak and trembling.

"Sir, I used to be a digger, responsible for retrieving useful things from wastewater. I can do that."

The excavator spoke in a low, rapid voice; she knew what this man wanted her to do—he wanted her to prove her worth.

She used to be a digger, and always has been; that's all she knows how to do.

"Then you can do these things here, without having to leave with us."

Hades interrupted her.

Do you know what this selection process is for?

“I know, sir, your legion is recruiting warriors. I didn’t mean to break your rules; I just wanted to see you. I’m not…”