Llane Thorne, veteran of the Astra Militarum and legendary agent of the Inquisition has many stories and legends. Many people feared him and respected him. His comrades regarded him as a heroic saint blessed by the emperor. His enemies feared him as if they had seen the wrath of the empire. Only Ryan knew that he just really didn't want to die and just wanted to live his life.
Me, Ryan. In his previous life, he was a pure ox and horse named Wang Tu. His only hobby was playing Warhammer.
For those chess pieces, I owed a lot of money and was beaten to death by debt collectors.
My vision went dark, and I vaguely heard someone say, "I'll give this unlucky guy a rest in the world."
Reincarnation, that's not bad
"These are the soldiers I want to recruit. I'll come, I'll come." A familiar, mean voice sounded.
Wait
Which other world?
Opening his eyes again, he saw the double-headed eagle emblem that came into view. Lendos (Wang Tu) knew that he was in need of alkyl octazonitride again.
Reader comments
There are no recruits. No one is here to say yes.
This is not Warhammer. This is JSOC in Anbar Province.
After reading Chapter 37, I feel it's okay
Did the author write it based on "The Wolf Pack" [cover face] [cover face]
There are no recruits. No one is here to say yes.
This is not Warhammer. This is JSOC in Anbar Province.
After reading Chapter 37, I feel it's okay
Did the author write it based on "The Wolf Pack" [cover face] [cover face]
The abuser does a good job of abuse!