"That voice should be Commissar Konstantin. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "Jackson walked behind me.

"I just saw a group of soldiers in carapace armor, they should be Constantine's rangers, they have stabilized the battle line, and the genestealers have just been repulsed."

I digested his message and felt a little embarrassed.

Yes, I do feel a little embarrassed, because I know this commissar, to be precise, there is no one in the 14th Division of Datanya who does not know this wild commissar, who has organized so many crazy assaults and tore so many enemies along the way. At one point, he even led his men to launch a surprise attack on an Altar of Chaos dozens of kilometers away, cutting down all the heretics that stood in his way and tearing down the Filthy Altar to pieces.

It is said that before he was drafted, he killed ten Cultists with a laser rifle while serving as a PDF, and inserted the rifle's flame suppressor into the mouth of the last Chaos Space Marine.

Of course, the reason for my embarrassment had nothing to do with any of this, the emperor was on top, I had met him when I had been a crusader acolyte, and the experience at that time, in my own opinion, was by no means a good memory.

"Who's coming?"

As I stood in the doorway of the headquarters, which was actually a relatively tidy room, I was stunned by the voice of a low, dry, dying of old Hadu workers, and then a soldier in carapace armor and a skeletal gas mask over his face approached.

"Your identity." He said nonchalantly, his tone and his outfit, as well as the fact that he was carrying a backpack of course Hellgun and a chainsaw sword at his waist, reminded me of an army that could never have been here.

I held up the Emperor's canon: "I am Edward, the chaplain of the 14th Division of Datannia, and this is my canon and identification. ”

The soldier looked at it, then saluted, "Please come in, Lord Reverend." ”

Then he continued on his way.

I thought about it, but I reached out and stopped him.

"What instructions do you have, Reverend?" It's still that dry tone.

"You're a Krieg?" I asked, confused.

There was silence.

"No, sir, I got this outfit from me, and I'm Mrs. Sarato."

Then, he walked away slowly, and I frowned, ticked the name in my head, then shook my head and walked into the headquarters.

As soon as I entered, I saw a man dressed in black with a large-brimmed hat on his head, brandishing his chainsaw sword and chopping a pure-blood thief who had been dead for a while into pieces, shouting and cursing.

There was no doubt that he was a political commissar, because at the moment no one in the command post dared to look him in front of him, except for the Space Marines - fortunately Alice was not there.

Ryan stood with a bad face, as if he had just eaten a piece of orc boogers, and the faces of several of the wanderer's soldiers were also iron-blue.

On the one hand, it is because of the majesty of the political commissar, and on the other hand, it is because the political commissar's swearing words are really a bit unbearable.

"You group of pointy-eared ear feces, Lao Tzu killed these bugs all the way and chased them around, while you let these bugs, with a bunch of mixed-race miscellaneous, fight to this point?"

Then, he took a breath and continued: ?" Look at you half-crippled would-be primates! ”

The commissar's mouth still didn't stop for a moment, and there was no strength in his voice.

"Look at the way you walk, a stumbling little old man, followed by a bunch of stumbling old women behind his buttocks, all with a big loose belly, enough to disgrace every guy in the Wehrmacht for thousands of years. With such a team going into battle, we might as well expect the enemy to be laughed to death by your bears before the car flies you--------- maybe we can make a bigger record than other troops-------

Like a cannonball, Konstantin kept spitting out a long list of disgusting words of all sorts, mocking everyone in the wanderer, scolding this unfortunate group of people in every way, in appearance, achievement, name, genetics, and in all its malicient and insulting language.

Although it was difficult for me to stir up my emotions, I felt a surge of anger in my heart when I heard these curses, but I quickly suppressed my anger and stepped forward.

"Your Excellency Konstantin, I haven't seen you for a long time."

"I think, you guys...... Well? Who are you, this trash fish? ”

Then he turned to look at me, his face almost covered with scars, not a single piece of skin intact, a collar around his neck that had been torn several times, and a large crimson medallion on his chest.

He looked at me for a moment, then suddenly smiled—almost as terrifying as an orc boss's smile, to tell the truth, and it seemed that he remembered me.

"It's you, the scrap who followed the waste judge with a shield in a long time."

I pressed my head.

"Yes, it's been a long time."

"Ah, what the hell are you in white skin? Aren't you a crusader? Oh, you're a military priest now, I read your report some time ago, what, look at your posture, now you're the pastor of these miscellaneous fish and waste? Ha, that's really true to who you are, and the garbage and garbage baskets should be paired together. ”

Konstantin laughed maliciously, then tossed the already shredded body aside.

"So, what are you going to do to get angry with these monkeys? Then I'm really impressed with you. ”

I stepped forward.

"I ......"

"I don't need the priest to argue with you, I admit that we are not as good as you in personal combat, but we are not loose bellies, let alone animals!" An unexpected voice interjected, and Aikeman straightened his chest and walked out of the queue.

My eyes widened, Echoman had exceeded my expectations, but it wasn't a good thing for him.

"Sergeant Eckerman! Back! You shouldn't be involved in this. ”

"No, Lord Reverend, he has insulted all of us wanderers, insulted our brothers who fought valiantly, and I cannot sit idly by no matter what the outcome is!"

?“ Very good! There is finally one species in this group of monkeys. I feel better. ”??

Konstantin seemed happy, the corners of his mouth twisted like an orc.

"So, are you ready?"

"Prepare --------" Before Aikman could finish speaking, a fist had already slammed into his jaw from below.

Before Ryan could be surprised, Aikman had already flown sideways like a cannonball, rolled two or three times after landing, kicked his leg a few times, and then stopped moving.

"Aikman!"

Ryan and a few other fighters rushed up to pick up Aikman, and I ran over to pick him up on the head and take a closer look at him. He had already fainted, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, presumably from biting his tongue just now. A skinny Ranger snickered twice, then a hunk with a missile launcher on his back, and his laughter was like a started Chimera personnel carrier.

Finally, a dozen or so rangers standing in the command post all began to laugh mockingly, one higher than the other.

The laughter was so harsh.

"What a blind fish with a soft grill." Konstantin rubbed his fists together and yawned.

"I know that many of you think that being a soldier only requires two hands, two feet, and a clumsy head. This kind of goods is okay as cannon fodder, and Makarius may think that it is enough to have such soldiers under his command. But these days, if you want to play a little more than a sandbag on the battlefield-------- you can't just stand still like a fool, you know? ”

"No......" Ryan crouched down next to me, muttered in a low voice, and stood up.

"Nope! Maybe you have great achievements, and you are my superior, and you are also a political commissar, but you are not qualified to insult us; You can mock me or make fun of me, but you can't insult my warriors! ”

"Hah, then give me a reason!" Konstantin laughed like a madman.

"If you want a reason, then I'll give it to you!" I took Ryan's words and put my shield and power sword behind me.

"Because, you don't know, what kind of desperate situation these warriors have gone through! What an enemy you have defeated! Look at them! You old orc, look at their eyes, they have done all this with courage, faith and will, I don't know if the company commander has told you about our experience, but it is definitely much harsher than you and I can ever think, each of them is good! You'd better ......."

Before I could finish speaking, a large, pincer-like hand grabbed my throat and lifted me into the air.

"Who do you think you are, little priest? I dare to tear your master's mouth open next to me, and what faith do you dare to talk to me about here? ”

I was lifted into the air by him, and a surge of anger welled up in my mind.

"The Emperor is above!" I let out a roar of rage, subconsciously using my trained Karakutsu, and landed my fists in Konstantin's ugly face, knocking him to a staggering ground and falling to the ground.

This punch ignited the fuse.

Richard yelled and threw his laser sniper rifle at Konstantin, but then a guy with glasses grabbed Richard by the waist and pinned him to the ground, Richard responded by punching the man's glasses flying, and the two of them scuffled.

There was a frantic brawl in the company's command post, and in addition to the use of weapons, the loiters and rangers used almost every part of their limbs. Ryan punched the big man who laughed the loudest, and the big man replied with Ryan's old punch,

And I, I don't know how many punches Konstantin took in the head, but I hit them all back.

"It's for Mervenco Six, old orc!" I shouted as I fought.

"Then I'm for Sivir Seven, little bastard!" Konstantin howled and kicked me in the face, and I was immediately hit with a hard punch to his bottom plate.

When I finally came to my senses, I found that there had been a lot of people in the command, and that there were almost the same number of wanderers and rangers. Konstantin fell to my right side, and Ryan pinned the big man to the ground—though he fainted in that position, too.

Then I noticed that Konstantin began to tremble.

Then, he jumped up with a heel fight, and his movements were clean. That's when I realized that the villain was actually laughing.

"Comfortable!" Konstantin picked up his hat from the ground and fastened it on his head, straightening the brim. Then he turned to look at Ryan and smiled like a madman.

"Good fight! Little mongrel! It seems you'---------" he looked around, looking around at the soldiers lying on the ground.

"You guys, there's still a little bit of a seed. Very good! I like it! Little bastard, I haven't seen you for ten years, and your hard work has not fallen! ”

Then he looked around and looked twice more at Ryan and Richard.

"Ha, that's a good guy, Richard's cub is the same as before, well, little bastard, you soldiers are pretty good."

Konstantin patted me on the shoulder, then pulled Ryan up again, and punched him in the chest, grinning in pain.

Konstantin laughed loudly: "You kid, and these big soldiers, it's a bit bloody. Well, even if it's a monkey, it's a bunch of fierce Datanya gorillas! ”

"Excellent! Let's go together in the future! My rangers and I will join you in slaying the heretics that stand in our way, and then go to the place you mentioned! ”

Then he looked at me, "What do you think, little bastard?" ”

"The Emperor is above, it couldn't be better to have you, old orc." I exhaled, "Also, don't call me that." ”