At first glance, Fenris's mortal forces appear to be a group of savages who have no connection to technological civilization, rather than an imperial army. They are as unkempt as wolves, with long beards. Most of them were armed with melee weapons such as knives and axes, and were clad in a variety of furs and armor such as chain mail inlays, and a large part of their bodies were exposed, and they were wearing strange talismans made from bits and pieces of human or beast bodies. They didn't have anything like a collar or epaulette to indicate their rank, so I suspect that their relationship of superiority and inferiority may have been determined by the color of their beards, the size of the scars they showed, and the quality of their amulets. Although I had already learned a little about the style of this army when I met the mortal officer in the Hall of Silence, I was still shocked by the appearance of this kind of dressed person in formation. For a moment, I wondered if I could be like them if I gathered the people of my hometown together and formed an army.

However, to evaluate the combat effectiveness of an army, equipment is actually a very minor factor, and the key depends on how good the people are. In front of this savage army, the soldier's su zhì is almost so good that it is against the sky. They are generally a head taller than me, and anyone who picks them out and puts them in the ordinary army is definitely one in a thousand strong men, even the elite of the elite of the storm commandos directly under the Inquisition, but they are far inferior to them if they look at the sturdy Cheng Dù. Their morale was high, they were brave and fearless, and even when they stepped into a completely unfamiliar battlefield environment under the torture of the vacuum environment, they did not panic at all, but quickly formed a battle formation with sufficient enthusiasm and prepared for the battle. It's not surprising to think about it, how bad can the combat effectiveness of mortals who can be recognized by the space wolf and accompany them in battle?

But something seems wrong...... In vain, I just sent the precautions to you over and over again, and none of them listened seriously, right?!

Before they could lose a lot of people due to the vacuum, I immediately grabbed them one by one and threw them through the corridor door. The weight of more than fifty strong men plus their weapons and equipment is nothing to me, and it is not difficult to control more than fifty targets at once, but the narrow door is a big obstacle, and many people stumble when they squeeze through the door, and then wrestle in the corridor filled with air and gravity - it should be no big problem to see how strong they are......

If I had been as thoughtful as Add, I would have been killed by all these swearful words. Now I can only turn off the psionic communication and greet with the communicator, "Who's your leader?" ”

"I'm Thorn, the commander of a thousand people, a wizard we've met." The man beckoned to me in the hallway through the wall of the field, and when he looked closely, it was the one he had seen in the Hall of Silence, "Are you going to give me orders, young man?" ”

This man had gray hair, eyes like a sword, a deep scar on his face, and carried a long-handled double-edged axe, although not the strongest, but the most eye-catching, as if a simple visual inspection could see that he was not just a senior, but the first soldier in a real thousand-man team. Moreover, he was the first to jump out when the transport compartment was opened, and the act of officers taking the lead in charging was forbidden in many armies, but in others it was an ancient and unshakable tradition.

Thornde had clearly survived numerous bloody battles, and the arrogance of the old warriors made him resentful of the young men pointing fingers at him. But now is not the time to talk about humility, I said directly: "I am Lieutenant Colonel Yiershan, take your people inside, and make room for the back." Then contact the soldiers you haven't disembarked yet, and ask them to enter the corridor quickly without delay. This place has been cleared and there are no enemies. ”

The old man was able to survive such a long battle, relying not only on arrogance, but also on his vision of observing the environment. He looked around for a moment, and without saying a word, the whole team gathered and let them continue to advance, while he left only two guards to watch the landing, and by the way, he also took out two long ropes, one end fixed in the corridor, and the other end was thrown into the hangar.

It's something for people who have a hard time moving in weightlessness. It's rare for a regular military to have this stuff unless it's ...... An army fighting in the mountains?

With the commander's order, the next action was much more rapid and orderly. The next troops dragged the rope and methodically cleared the vacuum and brought it into the safe zone. In just a few minutes, all 300 people landed. Then Storm Guardian and his mechanical minions, as well as the four wolf soldiers on Thunderhawk who couldn't return, also left the hangar.

The equipment of the Fenris troops that landed later looked a little more decent, including a lot of normal equipment such as laser rifles, as well as fire support weapons such as heavy explosive arrows. The laser rifle butts were mostly rough unpolished logs, with huge axes or machetes hanging from under the muzzles instead of spears, and the mix of high-tech and raw materials created a unique rough aesthetic. As for the fire supporters, they dismantled the heavy heavy explosive machine guns and hung them on their bodies, together with the full chains and ammunition boxes, the whole person was like a mobile arsenal, and one person took on the weight that usually takes three or five men in a regular army, and these coolie soldiers often had short or no beards on their faces, and they were young men who had just joined the army...... And even women?!

Looking at the Fenris women, who were as strong and burly as bears, I thought about what Sylvia's future would look like, and I felt a chill in my heart.

As he walked past me, the blue giant paused.

"Your witchcraft...... I mean you ...... Hmm...... "Witchcraft and wizard are both derogatory terms, and Storm Guardian couldn't find the right word for a while," ...... It was an eye-opener for me, Lieutenant Colonel Ilshan. My name is Serrondalen. ”

He held out his hand to me.

Handshakes are not popular in the military, and it is generally a greeting with a single hand. Especially between the Space Marine, one of his fingers is almost as thick as my forearm, and my hand is in his armor like a baby compared to a normal person.

Regardless, it's always an honor for a mortal to know a Space Marine, even if I'm a lieutenant colonel and he's just an ordinary soldier.

Add and Sylvia were no longer in the hallway, and I connected to their channel.

"Sylvia, Fenris's forces have landed. Where are you? What about your crew, and the Battle Nuns? ”

"I'm on the bridge, starting work on the reception and restarting of the ship. My crew and nuns have landed with the Storm Guards. She replied.

Oh, and the crew and nuns have sealed clothes, can move in a vacuum, and can burrow through the wounds in the hull like Space Marines.

Then the landing is over, and you can leave here and head inside. The wolves had already eliminated the main force that had routed the enemy, and it was only a matter of time before the rest was cleaned up.

Of course, the only tricky one is the Chaos Wizard. However, with Eddie and Velheim, two high-level psionics who are even higher than me, there is no doubt about victory or defeat.

Just as I was about to close the hallway door and leave, the voice of a space wolf with a Fenris's unique accent suddenly sounded in my headphones, "Wait a minute. ”

At the same time, outside the half-closed door of the hangar, a much smaller craft resembled a Thunderhawk. It was a storm raven, and like the Thunderhawk, it was a multi-tasker with both transport and fire support capabilities. It carefully adjusted its posture, slowly flew into the hangar through the door, slowly lowered between the two Thunder Eagles, and lowered a boxy iron-gray creature hanging from the belly of the plane to the ground. As it walked away, the Storm Raven landed on the ground, and the transport compartment under the nose opened, revealing two mechanical slaves, carrying huge ammunition crates almost a man tall.

After dropping down the goods, the Storm Raven is gone. The square guy walked down the hallway with two stubby mechanical legs, oscillating violently with every step, even in a gravityless environment.

That's a dreadnought!

Behind me, all the Fenris soldiers who had not yet had time to leave gave it a solemn look, saluting it through the narrow crack of the door.

The operator of this four-meter-tall walking vehicle is a seriously injured and incapacitated Space Marine veteran. The mecha is not only the steel body of the pilot, but also the coffin of the living dead, and this tragic significance makes the dreadnought mech regarded as an incomparable holy relic in any warband, with an extremely high status, and not just a combat weapon like a tank.

However, the battle is almost over now, so there's no need to throw Dauntless over. Isn't dreadnought generally found only in the most dangerous places?

"Hey, boy, open the door for me to be wider, or I'm going to crash it open!" Daring Do stopped in front of the hallway door, the sound of cranky machinery echoing through the hallway. Strange, isn't there a vacuum on his side, how did the voice come from?

But then, Daring Do suddenly looked very stunned - of course, this boxy iron guy couldn't make any expressions, but I guess something surprised him. He kept turning around and scrutinizing me with the electronic eyes mounted in various places on his body.

"Mount Il?" He called out my name, "I'm glad to see you again so soon, I need to treat you to a drink after this fight." You've become a lieutenant colonel, so you're getting promoted pretty quickly. ”

I don't remember meeting you...... It's already an honor for mortals to know a few Space Marines, and the high-end goods like the Dreadnought Mecha are usually properly kept in the most secret places, how can they be seen by mortals.

A Fenris next to me saw my embarrassment and reminded me, "It's Lord Arslan." Hats off to him. ”

I saluted him in a dignified manner, but muttered to myself, and when I thought about it, I was sure I didn't really know the Space Marines or Dreadnoughts with that name. By the way, Velheim also mentioned this name when they first met me, and it seems that the other party really knows me, and it doesn't look like he is the wrong person. But my memory has never been bad, how could I forget such an important role?

"Is your wife okay? You're not together? The dreadnought asked again.

Well, although it is taboo in the general etiquette of the empire to ask about the other party's family situation at the beginning, the Fenris don't need to care about this. However, I can't forget whether I'm married or not! It seems that he really recognized the wrong person.

Suddenly, the communication channel sounded the thunderous shouts of Velheim: "Arslan! Concentrate on fighting, not many mouths! If you run out without permission this time, don't expect us to take you with you in the future, and go back to the cemetery to sleep with you! ”

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