"Sigeluns Captain, you have to try this."
A Navy Soldiers waved a piece of boned meat and handed it to Captain excitedly.
"I've never had meat so tender."
The naval officer named Sigeluns Captain reservedly took off his gloves, then picked up a fork from the long table nearby and poked the piece of meat on it.
The fork dug deeply into the tender and white meat and brought out some juice.
"Lex, don't lie. You have never eaten any fresh meat. Last time you said that canned Type 7 pork chop was the most delicious meat you have ever eaten."
"You have to know that Sigeluns Captain is from a noble family. He is not as ignorant as you."
Another soldier on the side laughed at Lex who was offering meat to Sigeluns.
As the real owner, Sigeluns didn't say anything. Instead, he reached out and picked up the table knife on the side and carefully picked out the bones from the meat.
The knife is very sharp and his hand is very steady.
When facing those enemies, his Chainsword can always chop up everything Enemies of the Emperor very well.
Of course it's not bad when eating.
As a naval officer, Sigeluns rarely has such close contact with his soldiers.
But now it's vacation.
Even the vacation mandated by Men of Iron cannot be missed.
Even the distinguished Chapter Master and Primarch have spoken, so naturally they have to obey, even if the vacation may only be a few hours.
And then they may face unimaginable dangers.
This feast may be the last abundant meal in their lives.
Sigeluns Carefully put the meat into your mouth with a fork.
It was a fresh and tender taste that he had never tasted before.
"Lex is right, the meat is really great, more tender than any Grox Steak I have ever tasted."
Hearing Captain's praise, his subordinates Navy Soldiers immediately focused their attention on the whole tray of bone-in meat.
Sigeluns ate four pieces in a row, then picked up the remaining slender bones and looked at them carefully.
"What kind of animal meat is this? It's so tender. I have never tasted such a strange texture. The bone structure looks like the leg skeleton of some small animal."
Other navy soldiers on the long table were competing for the meat, including various steaks, desserts, unnamed plant fruits, and various foods they had never seen before.
Every food on the table made them experience the beauty they had never experienced before.
Some people even took a bunch of purple fruits and threw them into their mouths one by one, chewing them and tasting the tempting taste.
Of course, there are some things they can recognize, including various soft snacks made with honey, oat bread without chaff, etc.
Even Sigeluns, who was born into a noble family, could only roughly recognize less than one-tenth of the food on the long table in front of him.
"It's a pity that it would be nice if there was a little wine. It would be a perfect meal."
However, a Attendant Men of Iron not far away stepped towards the long table.
"I'm glad you're so happy with the grilled chicken legs."
"We provide the following drinks, including tequila, vodka, whiskey, malt beer, multi-flavor liquor, as well as various mixed drinks and fruit wine."
Attendant Men of Iron's words made Sigeluns stunned for a long time.
"What is roast chicken? And what are the wines you just mentioned?"
Attendant Men of Iron shows a picture.
Among them is a feathered bird that has only appeared in history books.
Sigeluns started using his brain like crazy, trying to recall the name of this animal from the basic history books he had only read.
"This is called a chicken, a kind of earth, correction, Terra animal. According to data, this living creature has become extinct in Terra."
"As for those drinks, they are all Federation Era common drinks. Please do not try to mix enhancers and hallucinogens in drinks. Illegal use of drugs will violate Federation laws."
Sigeluns's brain was a little short-circuited, and then he murmured.
"I just want a bottle of fine Amasec."
"Searching for substance composition. Already added to composition queue, please wait."
Attendant Men of Iron left for less than three minutes before returning again.
Its flexible manipulator carries a beautifully packaged bottle of Amasec.
Sigeluns had seen this kind of packaged wine in the private collection of an unscrupulous superior. This was the finest Amasec, a time-honored brand suitable only for the emperor's best servants.
Naturally, there is no such thing in Iax and Database.
However, some Imperial Ships that have just been turned into material particles by Nano-Swarm will naturally not lack these expensive supplies for senior officers and generals.
There are even several bottles hidden in the bedroom of Ministorum Priest on a certain ship.
At the same time, a suspended anti-gravity flat plate quickly floated by.
It is piled with various wine bottles. The words Sigeluns are incomprehensible, but the shape of the bottles is obvious, and they must be filled with wine.
See the clear wine through the glass bottle.
Sigeluns hesitantly raised his hand and pointed at one of the most exquisite-looking bottles of wine.
"Can I try that?"
Attendant Men of Iron did not refuse.
"Of course you can, but not that bottle. Those wines are given to Space Wolves and White Scars's resting area one kilometer away."
"I can rearrange a bottle of exactly the same wine for you. It will take a few minutes, but based on Astartes's special needs, I suggest you rearrange the alcohol content, taste, aroma and spiciness."
After Iax rushed everyone from their respective ships to Sword of the Void, a giant plain cabin with spring weather was designated to accommodate these more than three million people.
The total crew of Space Wolves is only a few hundred thousand, but Khan brings a small fleet.
Since the destination was inside Warp, Khan did not bring too many Mortals soldiers. After all, Chaos's Warp was too deadly for Mortals.
However, even so, the total number of crew members and Navy Soldiers on the fleet is millions of people.
Jaghatai originally did not want to bring these Mortals troops, but Guilliman still asked Departmento Munitorum to mobilize a Astra Militarum regiment to accompany them.
Naturally, he would not have any objection to his brother's kindness.
And all the members of this corps are from the former Vigilus Cadia.
They have excellent resistance to the power of Chaos. Having been with Eye of Terror all year round, their hatred for Chaos is deep in their bones.
As an expedition, a million-man Astra Militarum regiment is simply too insignificant. For Imperium, it is like a few crumbs falling off a biscuit.
These populations are only a tiny amount for Sword of the Void.
The number of Imperium Psyker carried by the planet-sized Sword of the Void itself is close to 100 million.
And this number is still slowly rising.
Sometimes many Guardian-class arrive at the unloader, and millions of Psyker can be delivered in one day.
For this situation, many of the passages and corridors of Sword of the Void are specially designed to facilitate the transfer of personnel.
A mere ecological cabin can accommodate this population.
Since these Mortals soldiers and Astartes were only temporarily placed, Iax didn't put much thought into it.
Mortals The soldiers did not carry weapons or military equipment, but simply left the ship under orders.
And the arrangement Iax gave them was a big dinner that could serve millions of people at the same time and a piece of land that was enough for them to rest and relax.
A large number of rest facilities were printed on the ground within a few minutes. When these Imperium troops return to their ships, these facilities will be swallowed up by Nanomachines again and turned into various raw materials.
A large number of long tables are scattered on the wide Artificial Continent, filled with all kinds of Federation Era food.
These foods come from biomass synthesis equipment. You only need to import the data in the database and put in some Minerals raw materials to print these foods.
Iax did not originally have these things in his database, but he downloaded this information when he connected to Eternal Soul before.
The food provided this time was completely beyond everyone's imagination, and those Psyker who were sent had no idea what the food they ate every day actually meant.
In fact, even the top nobles Imperium may not have as rich a selection of food as they do.
At the same time, in the rest area of Astartes.
Space Wolves are drinking and wrestling with the men in the grassland.
Compared with the bland and weird drinks at Imperium, the drinks provided by Men of Iron are really great.
They carefully controlled their bodies not to trigger the compulsive response to hangover, and at the same time poured various drinks into their mouths.
Then he stumbled and dragged his cousin or brother, threw him into a ball, and then lay on the ground laughing.
After getting up, we started a series of eating competitions at the long table.
Thousands of tons of various steaks and legs were consumed rapidly. For a moment, Iax suddenly realized that these burdens seemed to be particularly prominent in food supplies.
Especially those Space Wolvess who are few in number but have great appetites, and White Scars warriors who are only slightly inferior.