7:00 p.m.
Rorschach returned home with his aunt, whose face was flushed as she muttered under her breath.
His aunt was overjoyed to have regained the restaurant business.
During dinner, she allowed Rorschach and Lin Yu to drink in celebration.
Rorschach and Lin Yu did not refuse.
Instead, they got their delighted aunt drunk.
After settling his tipsy aunt into bed,
he poured another glass of ice water and set it on the bedside table.
Rorschach turned and went downstairs, retrieved the six million in cash, and hid it beneath the bed.
At that moment, the firing neurons in his brain left him completely sleepless.
So, slightly drunk, Rorschach decided to begin another simulation.
He sat cross-legged in the bedroom and whispered a prayer to The Emperor:
"The Emperor Protects!"
Simulation initializing-- Current identities: Catachan Recruit, Cadian Grenadier, Kasrkin Sergeant Major. Please choose a descent identity. If you refuse, your descent identity will be selected at random. Identity selection refused. Simulation initializing-- You descended into the Warhammer Universe. Time: Unknown. Location: Milky Way · Imperium Nihilus · Tyran. You descended into the cabin of an Endeavour-class Light Cruiser...
You discovered that you were actually wearing an Imperial Commissar uniform, black on the outside and red within.
Before you could make sense of the situation, a rash mortal Sergeant rushed into your room.
"Reporting to the Commissar, we are about to arrive at our garrison planet!" the mortal Sergeant said, saluting as he panted.
Knowing nothing about the situation, you could only rise and return the salute in Cain's style.
After hesitating for a moment, you began probing indirectly about where you would be stationed.
The mortal Sergeant found nothing strange about this. He assumed you were merely testing his memory.
From his description, you learned that you were about to enter a frontier planet called Tyran, where you would garrison an Adeptus Mechanicus exploration base and carry out an outpost mission.
You were the newly assigned Imperial Commissar of this light infantry regiment.
The rash mortal Sergeant before you was your adjutant, Lawrence, an Astartes Sergeant from the fishing planet Pearl Moon.
The planet named Tyran sounded vaguely familiar to you, but given how unfamiliar everything was, you could only remain silent.
You ordered Adjutant Lawrence to take you outside for a walk and get some air away from the stifling cabin.
Adjutant Lawrence nodded happily, though he was also puzzled as to why you, usually so stern and reserved, seemed like an entirely different person...
Perhaps the Commissar simply does not like traveling by ship? Lawrence silently thought.
On the first day, you inspected the regiment under Adjutant Lawrence's guidance.
You reacquainted yourself with Feilong, the Company Commander of the 358th Astartes Regiment.
He was a muscular brute capable of firing a standard-issue Bolter.
You greatly envied Feilong's valor.
After hesitating, you asked Company Commander Feilong whether you could go to the firing range and handle a Bolter.
Company Commander Feilong voiced tremendous approval for your hobby and became even more favorably disposed toward you, the newly arrived Commissar.
"Welcome to the big family of the 358th Regiment, Commissar!" The delighted Company Commander Feilong patted your shoulder in a show of affection.
On the second day, your right arm was in a cast and bound against your chest.
You spent most of your time staring blankly in your room, occasionally reading the Imperial Defense Force handbook issued by the Department of Munitorum.
You were drowsy, yet your stomach was growling with hunger.
You ordered Adjutant Lawrence to fetch some food from the kitchen.
Before long, Company Commander Feilong entered your cabin with an awkward expression and a steaming Tegus steak.
Company Commander Feilong sincerely apologized, believing that he should not have let you use a Bolter so rashly.
Company Commander Feilong rolled up his sleeves and showed you the arms hidden beneath his uniform. They were actually a pair of mechanically enhanced metal prosthetics.
For the sake of the Tegus steak, you forgave Company Commander Feilong for messing with you.
You and Company Commander Feilong put aside your differences and worked together seamlessly.
On the third day, Company Commander Feilong introduced you to the Company Commanders of the regiment's five companies.
Company Commander Feilong pounded his rock-solid chest and assured you that his boys were fierce warriors from planets across the Imperium, itching for a fight and absolutely unwilling to retreat in battle.
On the fourth day, the Endeavour-class Light Cruiser arrived at a blue planet surrounded by ocean.
Under Company Commander Feilong's booming commands, the entire force began preparations for the upcoming garrison duty.
You found Company Commander Feilong and voiced some of your concerns.
You believed that you were about to encounter an unprecedentedly brutal battle on the frontier planet Tyran, and hoped that Company Commander Feilong would approve the entire 358th Regiment carrying more heavy weapons and vehicles.
Company Commander Feilong did not hesitate. He immediately ordered the entire 358th Regiment to empty as much heavy equipment as possible from the Endeavour-class Light Cruiser, including five brand-new Basilisk artillery pieces and three Leman Russ Tanks still under repair.
You were deeply gratified by Company Commander Feilong's trust, but also puzzled by it.
As though he had seen through your confusion, Company Commander Feilong smiled and said that someone had mentioned a similar premonition to him last time. He had not believed it, and as a result, not only had the previous Commissar died in battle, but he had also lost both arms, while the entire regiment had been reduced to a single company.
On the fifth day, the 358th Regiment entered the Adeptus Mechanicus exploration base, located on an isolated island in the middle of a raging ocean.
To your pleasant surprise, you discovered that the entire exploration base possessed formidable fixed defenses.
Not only did it have four massive Laser Cannon emplacements protected by void shields, but the areas around them were also packed with numerous small-caliber guns and bunker fortifications.
An advance Adeptus Mechanicus team handed over the garrison duty to you and prepared to depart aboard the Endeavour-class Light Cruiser.
Thinking quickly, you adopted Cain's clingy, persistent style and finally convinced the Tech-Priest of the advance team to stay a while longer and build more defensive fortifications.
During the first week, the exploration base remained peaceful.
Facing the churning ocean, you fell into self-doubt. Every day, all you could do was bare your teeth at the fierce sea fish Adjutant Lawrence reeled in.
Company Commander Feilong comforted you with a smile, saying that the 358th Regiment's successful completion of its outpost mission in peace would already count as a success.
After all, most of the regiment's officers and soldiers had reached the age to settle down, and they needed to return to their home planets to marry.
During the second week, strange black shadows appeared in the waters surrounding the exploration base.
Since arriving here, Adjutant Lawrence had eagerly gone fishing every day, and he was nearly dragged into the sea by a huge "fish."
You led a squad of soldiers to investigate.
You unexpectedly killed a bizarre monster attempting to sneak ashore.
You stared fixedly at the terrifying creature, over three meters long, unable to stop a chill from running down your spine.
It was a Lictor Genestealer covered in Black Carapace... and also a vanguard organism of the Hive Fleet.
The swarm... had arrived.
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