Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire.

Chapter 48 John Dern the Liar
John Dern, a native of Skadi, many people think that he is a nobleman, or a descendant of a powerful family in the hive, or an heir to an underground mine. People have various opinions about him, but now he is a star The Realm Army, because of the damn conscription.

Alas, honorable conscription!

But in fact, in front of the hive capital's statistics, everything he has as a middle-level resident is in vain, that is, nothing can be counted, and he was completely pulled away.

And his own experience is simple and not simple.

He is an orphan who is common in the Hive City, and he is almost illiterate, but he is extremely smart and capable, learned to write, and became a "noble".

You know, it's not easy to live in a dirty, drunk, hopeless, and unconnected damn nest, and all he has to say is lip service and fakery to keep him alive.

Even if his fiancée is not a rich lady, but a girl he knew from his orphan life, that girl still thinks that he is a descendant of a family that has fallen, and prays that he can revive the family when he returns from the march and lead her to prosperity.

But people can't be fake. If there is anything real in the life of a guy like John Dern, it is probably only his love for his fiancée and the loyalty of his brother, Alan Bair.

And his most honorable thing is that he once became the illegitimate son of the boss of the "Underground Ice Mine Family" and participated in a ribbon-cutting ceremony, allowing 50.00% of the people in the hive to know him and think he is a nobleman, which also made his life easier. more and more comfortable.

But the reality is that the noble boss didn't know him at all, and he used his clothes, fake family crest, self-confidence, temperament, poor information, and the busyness of the Ice Mine family to manipulate everyone.

Last time, he wanted to confess to his brother that he was a liar. He fabricated many things, but he couldn't deceive his trust in Alan Baier. It's a pity that the green skin came, but...

Now his tricks were in full swing.

He took out a card, which said how to protect the family business during the greenskin frenzy, and also attached the seal of the Ministry of Military Affairs and a standard miniature bone server to deceive people.

And the scariest part is that what types of barges, transport ships, and battleships will be used by the Imperial Navy are all marked out.

Then on the card, a slogan in the style of the Ministry of Military Affairs wrote how to travel on the ship and how to store your own things, which also means that the monthly article of the Ministry of Military Affairs that John read before has played a role.

The style of this card is made according to that thing. Although there are officers at the military academy level of the Star Realm who can probably tell something is wrong at a glance, the nobles with fat brains here can't do it.

Before, he was just making trouble, but now he wants to really empty the pockets of the world's rich and powerful, and then give his comrades a surprise.

He was negotiating with a nobleman. He was wearing a mask and couldn't see his face clearly. He was just a fat head and big ears. He was a standard imperial nobleman with abundant martial arts and worrying intelligence.

"Sir, I'm not sure. In fact, my quota is very small, and this operation is only experimental. I may take your supplies but cannot increase your quota on the transport ship."

John pretended to have a headache, but he was thinking about what price would be better.

That nobleman usually listened to good things, but now it is hard to hear, but he feels that the truth is extremely high, his forehead is already sweating, and his wealth can only be taken away by a transport ship. He is in great pain. It is easy to find a way to bring more things, and he is also very urgent.

Suspect?The stamp of the Ministry of Military Affairs and the small, readable skull server are things that ordinary people can't get, and this place is not for civilians to enter!
Opposite is the Skadi nobleman, who is also the boss behind the Third Infantry Regiment. Everyone knows this identity!

The fat nobleman pursed his lips.

"I, I... I am willing to give my family's ancestral sacred void shield, which is a powerful holy relic that is strong enough to resist demons and any attack."

"Please give me a little space, let me leave this world with my daughter's dowry..."

John still shook his head. "The Star Militia Army doesn't lack those things. Basically, famous elite commanders have them, don't they?"

The fat man's face turned serious. If he wasn't afraid of being discovered by others and being robbed of his quota, he would have already knelt on the ground.

John answered in a hypocritical manner at the moment. "Okay, okay, look at you, I hope you can get more wealth when you arrive in the new world."

In the end, John played with the skull-shaped small shield generator, and continued to sit there with no guilt at all. The nobleman also felt stable in his heart, and the opposite must be a high-ranking Star Militia officer, otherwise it would not be so easy To play with such a holy thing.

But John was actually thinking, how does this thing work...

But soon the next business came up, and a lady sat in front of John, pulling out her ancestral small Seiko bolter.

The heart of the fat nobleman also fell to the ground. People are like this. When they see that there are other people who choose the same as themselves, they will feel at ease.

And here I also have to mention why the nobles have so many military-grade equipment. In fact, the ancestors of most nobles, and even him himself are quite strong in martial arts. Even if they are fat now, they are stable in this world. Before coming down, their ancestors were probably officers of the Astral Army, and they stayed in this world for various reasons.

Therefore, John is now helping the Ministry of Military Affairs to recover resources!

And the goal of this operation is also very simple, to get anti-armor things from nobles, melta bombs, plasma grenades, and even primitive and powerful explosives, landmines...

The nobles would not wonder why the envoys of the Star Militia Army were so concerned about the things passed down by their families, because in their eyes, the wealth for enjoying fun should be fine wine and gems, but the things passed down by the family are only honor.

But now that the world is about to be destroyed, what honor do they care about!
And those delicacies and fine wines are only something that officers can enjoy for the Star Border Army, and have no decisive effect on the battle situation. John's collection of war props left by his ancestors is something that is in line with their values.

Soon, dozens of melta bombs, plasma grenades, a one-handed chainsaw sword, one-person explosive bombs, void shield generators, and a large amount of food enough to starve the other rows all came to John. Soaking here for a day, the results are extremely rich.

Many nobles even hugged his thighs, asking him to give him more "places".

Several mafia gangsters left here carrying their things, leaving only the handsome back of John Dern.

When he returned to the platform with his things, the sober Alan Baier sat on the ground in a daze, and saw his adjutant ordering his soldiers to carry a large amount of wealth, which was enough to collect the PDFs of this world for his own use. Put it on the platform like garbage.

John said. "Boss, I have completed the operation, code name, go do something!"

　Is there a possibility that the main character is one-eyed?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)