Karl, the veteran wolf guard, looked around the dark hall and said, "Since there is nothing for me here, I will go back to my ship first." ”

"Wait," Avtron called to him, "I'll all of your marines come and we'd better keep the crew in charge of the battle between the ships." ”

"It is true that your fortresses are much stronger than our warships, but we wolves are not in the habit of hiding in safe places. When launching an assault, it is still faster to launch a battleship. Carl said.

Avtron shook his head, "I disagree with your reasoning. It can be seen that your battleship is not fully equipped for space operations, at least in the previous battles I did not see landing torpedoes, only two Thunderhawks on delivery missions. If I'm not mistaken, you don't have a teleporter either. Unlike us, in order to capture as many ships as possible, we are equipped with a means that can be used to throw a sufficient number of troops to any ship that comes close to us in an instant. All we lack is enough troops. ”

Then he turned to Add, "Your warship has only just been through the big battle, and there must be a large number of wounded in need of treatment now, so I have them move here as well." If the battle is tough, they may need to return to the battlefield as much as possible. ”

Add quickly agreed, but Carl offered first, "My people will be the first to go." ”

"Your warriors have already landed on the ships of the Red Pirates, and they are already the first to board. But in the next battle, someone had already booked the place of the commando. So all I can say is sorry. ”

"Then I'm going to see, who dares to grab the position that is destined to belong to the wolf?" Karl looked back at the Silent Blade warriors lined up, "Are these not even equipped with power armor?" ”

A voice no less than Carl's voice rang out in the corner at the back of the queue, "It's us!" Storm Guardians of Oldcastrant! ”

With the shout, a Terminator warrior stepped out of the small, luxuriously equipped team at the back of the queue and walked to the front with sonorous and heavy steps.

"Captain of the 5th Company of the Storm Guardians, Feto Ann Lund, salutes the wolf! We have always admired your glory, but we will never pass up the opportunity to show courage! He said.

Captain Fisto wears Terminator armor and is no less tall than Carl. His armor was a deep azure blue, decorated with gold and silver ornamentation, much more ornate than the unpretentious iron-gray livery of the wolf. In terms of weaponry, a plasmacan-like weapon suspended from his arm compares Carl's Storm Machine Gun, and the large power sword he hangs behind his back that can be used with Terminator armor is almost out of print among Space Marines. But Carl faced Fito, still maintaining the condescending gaze that the wolf was peculiar.

"Haha, it's funny, a bunch of kids who popped out of nowhere actually tried to provoke wild wolves, you think you can ...... with a few rare toys"

The Imperial Defense Lieutenant Colonel behind Carl walked behind him, bypassing two wolf guards, and tugging at his cloak to interrupt him. The rough wolf officer did not show the slightest unhappiness at being interrupted, but solemnly turned back and waited for the other party to say something.

"They are Oldecrants, my father and brother." Lieutenant Colonel said.

"Oh......" Karl didn't say much, scratching his thinning gray hair with his thick iron gloves.

The atmosphere suddenly became weird. It's true that wolves will show respect to some people, but defending soldiers who dare to disagree with wolves so directly and make them have no temper are rare in the entire Empire.

At this time, the rare goods that had become the focus of everyone's attention were also slightly embarrassed, and it took a long time to react and salute the company commander of the Storm Guardian, "Harvey, the commander of Company A of the 151st Regiment of Iron Eagle." ”

Fito raised his hand and returned the salute, "Blue Scorpion Regiment, why are you on the wolf boat?" ”

Harvey said gloomily: "It's just me." The others—and a company of survivors after the last battle—had returned to Eagle Bluff with the regimental flag. We did not lose that battle, and we held our ground until the wolves arrived. ”

Fito let out a long sigh and slowly lowered his raised hand to his chest, while his other hand was raised, and his hands made a double-headed eagle gesture in front of his chest, and there was a moment of silence.

"It's the seventieth reconstruction, right?" He asked.

"Sixty-nine times." Harvey replied.

Fito turned to Karl and solemnly bowed his head to his chest, "Thank you for saving our brother in a desperate situation. The next battle ......"

Before he could finish speaking, Karl stepped forward and grabbed his shoulder, and the iron giant clapped on his shoulder armor with a bang, "Since Oldcrossant can have good men like Harvey and Iron Eagle, you must not be a bad breed." I'm relieved that such a task as a commando is entrusted to you. Besides, the first battle is not necessarily the hardest, and it is not too late for us to show up when the fight is at its most lively. ”

As he spoke, he beckoned to Avtron again, "Now let's discuss the next chain of command, so that we don't get into a mess when we get each other." ”

When the wolf no longer maintained a tough attitude, the next negotiation went a lot easier. While it's uncertain what to expect, there are a number of plans in place for each eventuality. However, in a military meeting of a group of Space Marines, the Inquisitors and Defence Force officers have little to say.

So I paid a few more glances to the other lieutenant colonel of the Imperial Guard, who was present. It was this person's existence that resolved the internal contradictions that could have been possible and made the wild wolf put away his arrogant attitude.

Generally speaking, in the regular defense force structure, the regiment commander is a colonel, the company commander is a captain, and the platoon leader and squad leader are non-commissioned officers. If the rank of a regiment as a whole looks high, and even the company commander is a lieutenant colonel, then the regiment commander may be a colonel or a major general. Most of these regiments are elite mechanized regiments and even armored regiments.

And this Lieutenant Colonel Harvey, his first impression to me is that he is very capable of fighting, which is not to say that he is an excellent officer in tactics, but to talk about his personal combat effectiveness. He was of moderate size, coordinated movements, sharp eyes, and his right arm slightly arched, as if he was ready to draw his sword and fight at any moment. His left arm drooped almost to the knee, and it wasn't a deformity, more like a mechanical prosthetic. Looking at the scars on his face that ran through his eyes, and the eyes that had been replaced with electronic eyes, he was more like an infantryman who was always on the front line and directly confronted the enemy, rather than a driver sitting in a car. Excluding the armored corps, the troops with generally higher ranks should be the elite infantry regiments.

Although the Kadian is generally referred to as the elite, it is more often referred to as the standard regular army, and on top of this, there are also the real elites who are smaller and less numerous, but extremely powerful in combat. Their ordinary soldiers are all veterans or non-commissioned officers, the squad and platoon leaders are lieutenants, and when they reach the company level, they naturally already have colonel-level officers. In this kind of troops, any soldier who takes it out and puts it in an ordinary unit is definitely a combat backbone, and he can directly use it as a grassroots officer. And in order to get ahead in this kind of troops, step by step from an ordinary soldier to a lieutenant colonel and company commander, how many corpses must this person have stepped on? I estimate that my own record is over 10,000, and he is a mortal with no supernatural abilities who can only fight by bullets and brute force, and the number of heads he has captured is probably not below mine.

Although there wasn't much conversation between them, I learned a little bit about his regiment in the few clips. The regiment to which he belonged was called Iron Eagle, and it was no surprise that it was a veritable elite force, and it was probably the Airborne Forces, a class of troops that should be surrounded by nature, as was the case with the Alician Eagle, Harkorni Fighting Falcon, and other airborne regiments. They have an incomparable sense of honor for their unit numbers, so much so that even if they are almost a hundred times out of formation, their regiments can still be rebuilt. In a regular legion, once a number is canceled, it may be forgotten for a long time, until it is possible to reuse it when a large number of troops are required in a major battle situation, and if it is canceled many times - no more than ten times - it is likely to be considered ominous and never to be mentioned again.

Imagine that in a battle, a regiment was crippled into a company, and the casualties exceeded 90 percent, and the rest of the people still insisted on fighting, and showed the bravery that even the wild wolves had to be convinced. How high was the morale of the soldiers of this regiment? Comparing my own service career, a regiment has lost its combat effectiveness if it has suffered 30% casualties, and more than half of the casualties can be directly broken up and reorganized.

What is clear, however, is that the more elite the troops, the more likely they are to be sent on missions that are so difficult that they are almost impossible. Therefore, not having served in that kind of elite regiment is actually not something to regret.

Although he was respected by the wolves and a friend and family member of another powerful warband, Lieutenant Colonel Harvey, a lone defense officer with no soldiers and no powers, still couldn't say anything in the meeting of the Space Marines, so he came to us.

"Your Excellency the Inquisitor, if there is no top-secret information, can I know who the next enemy we are going to face?" Harvey asked, "The one who was able to bring together the chaos that had been scattered." ”

That's also the question I want to ask.

"His name was Abaddon, one of the original mutineers. I can't answer more content. But you don't need to panic, we have already defeated him twelve times, so if he really dares to come this time, the end is already doomed. Eddie replied.

So I breathed a sigh of relief.

Harvey became more vigilant, "So does that mean that he has fought the Empire twelve times and survived each time?" That's an enemy like never before. ”

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