Chapter 56: Arms
I asked in a deep voice, "Did you really decide that?" β
Captain Vane replied loudly: "Glory to the Imperial Navy!" β
Actually, I want to get some merit when I see that the battle is about to be won, right? Want to get promoted, want to go crazy? Is Chaos that easy to deal with?! Is it so easy to grab the combat exploits of the troops directly under the Inquisition?
I see a strong enemy fleeing immediately, and when I see that the enemy is about to collapse, I immediately turn around and come back to grab credit from friendly troops, I have seen a lot of things like bullshit, although I hate it, but sometimes I have to deal with it. I didn't have the big cap of the political commissar on my head, so I couldn't shoot anyone who was upset.
Fortunately, after seeing a lot, I am also very handy in dealing with this kind of person, especially a small person like Wayne who is not very determined.
I just said one sentence: "Think clearly, it's the ...... of the Inquisition on the other side."
Then there's a hint, and then it's up to the other person to make associationsβin the direction I gave him, of course.
What if the table stands out in the middle of the battle and is favored by the court? What should I do if I am pulled into the troops directly under the Inquisition? It's not a place where ordinary people can go in and stay, but it's still much more stable to be an honest captain in comparison......
What if the table is not good in battle? Although it is not good for the inquisition court to directly intervene in the navy, as long as you say a little more, there will be an indelible stain on your service resume......
What's even more terrifying is that if you get caught by the Inquisition or their group of nuns, you don't even have to think about the future......
In short, serving the court, whether it is good or bad, generally does not lead to any good results.
Even before the effect of the Blessing of Courage had passed, Captain Vane was clearly convinced. After all, a small lieutenant colonel of the defense force is easy to deal with, who would dare to mess with it in the inquisition? Even if I just lent him a guts, he is not a space soldier who has no fear function on a physiological level.
Within a few seconds, he had thought clearly, saluted, held his head high, and said in a sonorous voice: "Your Excellency Lieutenant Colonel, I have decided to follow the captain's arrangement, and you will be responsible for leading our marines!" I will give a qiΔ possible support! β
"Thank you for your support, glory belongs to the Imperial Navy!" β
It's a disgusting feeling to say this to someone like this, and I wish it was Sylvia standing in front of me right now. But when I think back to a battle when we ran out of ammunition and had to eat bugs to survive, the bugs still seemed to grow something quite delicious.
"Do you need to inspect your troops?" Vane asked.
I held out my hand to him, "Don't worry, show me your list of supplies." β
"Materiel...... Manifest? Vane didn't understand for a moment, "What supplies?" β
"Of course, all the supplies on your ship, all the munitions. Do you think that the Hundred Ten with a shotgun alone can take out the degenerates on the Redemption of Heresy? I leaned closer to him and whispered, "Think about it, why can I take out a capital warship with one plane and two of you?" Isn't it because most of the people on board aren't there? β
Vane nodded, then shook his head suddenly, "But these supplies ......"
"If you lose supplies, you can't afford to be responsible, right?" I nodded understandingly, "Do you know why your captain stayed on the Redemption of Heresy and didn't come back?" It's very simple, as you think, some materials have been lost, and I don't dare to come back and take responsibility. You think, she can't afford to be a noble officer with people above her, how can you afford it? Or do you have a way to make up for the lost supplies? "I lowered my voice even further, and there were some things that would have demoralized for the officers below to hear.
At this time, the effect of the courage blessing had almost disappeared, and Vane was obviously sweating on his forehead, and his body was also shaking as if he was about to fall down at any time, "That...... Uh-huh...... What am I going to do? ββ¦,
"It's simple, why not find someone to take responsibility for you?"
"Yes...... But ...... "Obviously, the captain did not want to give up his position as captain.
"I mean, find someone who has enough weight to take responsibility for you," I gestured to the figure of the heretical Redemption outside the porthole, "and there are two over there, for example." β
I pulled out my communicator again, "I can get in touch with that side for you." β
Being able to do the position of first mate above a thousand people under one person, Captain Vane is actually not stupid at all, but he was a little panicked when he suddenly encountered a heavy problem that he had never seen before. At this time, I pointed out the key words, and he immediately reacted, "Please contact me immediately." β
The rest of the content can be heard by everyone. I turned on the communicator, "Are you there, Inquisitor Adrius?" Captain Vain, the acting captain of the Melved Picker, is on your phone. β
"I am Adrius, Inquisitor of the Inquisition." Although he didn't know what I was going to do, he was very cooperative and didn't say the prefix "apprentice".
"I'm Acting Captain Vane of the Mervidscarf," Vane's voice grew louder, "My ship not only provides marines, but also carries a large amount of munitions, do you accept material assistance?" β
"Of course, we need it. In the name of the Inquisition, I declare the requisition of the munitions on your ships. The specific list is the sole responsibility of Lieutenant Colonel Ilshan. The Inquisition will not forget your original work, glorifying the Imperial Navy! Eddie was also a little breathless in the face of this good news, and he didn't even think about the meaning behind it.
Captain Vane breathed a sigh of relief, the person who carried the black cauldron was found!
He waved over to one of the crew members, took an account book, opened it and flipped through a few pages, tore it in half, and handed me half of it, "This is all the regular arms and other supplies that the garrison can use on my ship, and you can dispatch it as you please." He shook the half of his hand again, "These are the heavy weapons of our navy, and they are things that must not be missed, and besides, they will not be used in the gang jumping anyway." β
In this case, the bottom line can be maintained, and I find that Vane is not useless. No wonder Sylvia was so relieved to hand over the ship to him.
"You don't have to worry too much, how many people can they come? How many things can be moved? I comforted him a little, then lowered my voice again, "You didn't do anything stupid like recording, did you?" β
"Huh?" Vane was taken aback. Obviously, the absence of a written order made him feel uneasy, and he left a piece of evidence.
"I don't think anyone likes to have a handle in someone else's hands. So if you do do it, it's best not to let them know, or rather, it's better not to show it out. β
Vane nodded busily as he stole a glance at the nun who was standing farther away. But Ashwarya stood motionless over there, showing no sign of concern.
Lifting this half of my account book, Rao is already well-informed, and I can't help but gasp.
I've made a fortune!
Fifty-four Chimera tanks, eighteen Riemannus tanks, Sentinel mechs
One hundred and twenty-two, eight petrified lizard self-propelled guns, twelve towed petrified lizard guns, and twelve Hydra self-propelled anti-aircraft guns......
Am I a little dazzled? There wasn't a single Wehrmacht soldier on this ship besides me, so why did I have so many tanks and armored vehicles with me? Although it is nothing compared to the real main armored regiments, it can at least make the light infantry regiments, which make up the vast majority of the defense force, drool over it. These things can be used to form a mechanized infantry regiment that includes two tank companies!
Unfortunately, I can't take any of these things with me. It's not that I have limited space, it's that the exit is too small for something too big to fit into. β¦,
Turning the page, and then looking down, the materials this time were not so surprising, they were all shells, shells of various models and specifications, each in quantity ranging from thirty fifty to one hundred, and the unit was of course not a hair, but a base number. Roughly calculated, if not 100,000, at least 70,000.
Where is this going to be a big battle on the scale of a group army? With the normal efficiency of the defense army, if these shells can be used up, it will be enough to defeat three or five regiments.
Flipping back, this time I finally have the conventional things I usually know: laser rifles, heavy explosive machine guns, automatic cannons, mortars and other individual light and heavy weapons and supporting ammunition, a total of almost more than 2,000 people, counting the previous tanks, armored vehicles and artillery, this is a not very large but complete range of weapons with perfect firepower mechanized infantry regiment.
If there are really enough qualified soldiers to operate these weapons, not to mention two companies of Chaos Space Marines, another three or five companies will be crushed without scruples.
At this moment, a mechanical priest walked into the bridge and said in a distinctive mechanical voice: "The mechanical team reports that we have completed the maintenance, blessing and awakening ceremony of the teleportation device, and the marines are ready to set off at any time." β