They are obviously warriors under the main legion. But why is it here?

The question kept lingering in Valaam's mind, and he even forgot that he was in danger and his steps became clumsy. If it weren't for the fact that the personal guards saw that the situation was not good, they dragged him off the rocks and fell into a ditch more than half a meter deep, and Valam would have been scorched on the spot by a cloud of flames.

The heat and dryness in the air was unbearable. Huge flames burned overhead, and Valam could smell a pungent smell of chemicals and feel the scorching heat tens of centimeters away. The threat of death was so clear that even his head was roasted alive, charred and crispy. It was only a few seconds before Valam felt breathless, unspeakably uncomfortable. A high-temperature flame gun is very different from a flamethrower in the traditional sense. It can cause short-term air pollution to the release area, exacerbating oxygen consumption. Even if the flame does not actually hurt the human body, it can still cause suffocation and extensive dehydration because the burning distance is too close.

Rolling sideways, Valam dodged out of the bottom of the ditch, his back against another rock, gasping for breath and his eyes full of sorrow and fear.

The personal guard saved himself from death, but was caught in a huge flame, and in front of Valam, screaming and burned alive.

Valam felt a lot of sweat oozing from his body, and even his eyelashes were soaked with sweat from his forehead. With intense fear, he kicked away the smoke-emitting corpses of the guards with his trembling legs and feet, and just turned around to see a majestic figure striding from the direction of the mine.

Second Lieutenant Nelson was a bit of an outlier among all the legionnaires. He was the only one who didn't wear a helmet, but the armor on his body was particularly heavy and his style was more special. Perhaps it was an unwritten habit that none of the officers of the main corps did not like helmets. They trust the power detector that comes with the power frame itself. For them, the only thing that can be a threat is a sniper who shoots from a distance. High-motion bullets can easily detect the direction of movement, and all you need to do is raise your arm and block it with your armor before the bullet hits your head.

Even with lasers, it is difficult to inflict substantial damage on Legionnaires. What's more, every Legionnaire is equipped with a repair potion. As long as they can survive the battlefield, they can get the best healing. It is precisely because of all kinds of complete and systematic logistical support, which even the Imperial Wehrmacht can hardly match, that the legionnaires are extremely brave and invincible.

Ensign Nelson strode across the rocks, not too fast, but the calm pressure immediately made the already chaotic Clemen family commandos feel threatened.

A tall, muscular family soldier gritted his teeth, pulled his tomahawk from behind his back with his backhand, roared angrily, and lunged at Ensign Nelson. He had judged it right, and Ensign Nelson was indeed the highest-ranking commander of all the legionnaires. As long as you defeat him, the battle situation can be changed in no time.

Ensign Nelson didn't make any defensive moves, and directly drew his chainsaw sword, and with a grim smile, he confronted the strong soldier. His stone rush was swift and violent, and his power armor gave his legs a huge boost, especially when he landed, and he could even feel the ground tremble.

The moment the tomahawk collided with the chainsaw sword, it rubbed into a dazzling dense spark. The chainsaw, which was pulled by the power, lightly cut through the blade of the axe, as if it were a hot knife through butter, and fell directly on the soldier's shoulder. His massive body was sliced open in an instant, and the soldier let out a terrible scream at the cacophony of engine noise. Nelson proudly watched his opponent's body begin to tilt, grabbed the soldier's head with his hand, and the chainsaw sword changed direction and forced the soldier's throat, cutting off the entire head alive.

This is how the main corps fights. Direct, decisive, unobtrusive, unusually cruel, putting the opponent directly to death.

Nelson casually thrust the soldier's head into the sharp bulge on his left shoulder, and with the pleasure of abuse and cruelty, he pulled out the standard short-barreled rifle with the oblique leg, aimed it at a family soldier who was about to turn around and run away more than ten meters away, and pulled the trigger with a cruel smile.

According to the regulations, the surface of the power armor must be smooth and intact in order to produce the bulletproof effect it deserves. However, the legionnaires mostly ignored this rule, and they often added some sharp bumps more than ten centimeters long to the surface of the armor, which looked like steel needles erected from the surface of the power armor. Its purpose is only to facilitate the insertion of a human head, or a part of the opponent's body, in battle. Stumps, internal organs, bones, etc. It is said that this gave courage to the legionnaires, and never caused a more powerful psychological fear effect on the enemy. There is no scientific basis to support this claim, but the Imperial Curia and the top brass of the main army are noncommittal, and there has never been a case of punishment for a warrior who has made unauthorized changes to the power armor. This gradually became a custom for the main legion, and even the legion commander himself liked to make similar moves in battle.

The Chainsaw Sword was so powerful that Valam had been lying behind the rocks, witnessing first-hand how skillful the Legionnaires wielded this terrible weapon.

Propelled by short-range jet engines, they burst into the crowd and slashed with chainsaws. Even at close range, ordinary bullets could not pose a threat to them. This imminent threat of death has terrified many of the family soldiers. They no longer believed the assault rifle in their hands, but threw it away, turned and fled as fast as they could, only to be caught up by the legionnaires in red armor in a few steps and cut in two with a sword from behind.

When Valam saw a grenade hit the legionnaires more than ten meters away, he did not suffer any damage at all, but turned sideways as if nothing happened, and slammed back with a force no less than that of a high train. The family soldier who shot the grenade had his chest sunken on the spot, and a large ball of blood was sprayed in his mouth, and before his backward body completely landed, the legionnaire who had already rushed to the front grabbed his shoulders and lifted it high, like a giant grabbing a mouse, and brought the muzzle of the high-energy flame gun close to the dying family soldier, as if lighting a cigarette, directly turning the whole person into a ball of fire.

In the distance, countless shells came from the direction of the mine, and they passed over people's heads, sending a cloud of flames and smoke into the ground a hundred meters away. The retreat of the Clemen family commandos was completely sealed, and the violent explosion forced the retreating people to turn around again and move towards both sides of the barrage. In doing so, it gave more time and opportunities to more than a dozen legionnaires. They methodically killed their targets one by one, their short-barreled rifles working closely with their chainsaw swords, leaving corpses strewn across the ground with each distance they advanced.

Valam's face was pale, and earth sweat was rolling down his forehead and cheeks. He clung to his assault rifle, but could not place it in the right position, and could only tremble desperately in fear and panic as the ground shook and exploded.

In order to achieve the perfect effect of the spike, Valam carefully selected each member of his entourage. As the next patriarch of the Clemen family, Valam certainly understands the importance of a strong family force. A soldier himself, and although he had to retire from the Reichwehr due to family pressure, Valam was very familiar with the Wehrmacht's entire training model. He knows how to train a civilian into a warrior in a short period of time, and he also knows what tactics to use in different situations. These things are not just obtained from military canons. During his time as a defense officer, Valaam participated in more than a dozen battles with dark creatures. He is familiar with both practical experience and theory.

The situation is very different from what was expected. Valaam, of course, knew that the main army was far superior in combat strength and equipment to the ordinary Wehrmacht. For this situation, Valam used to be envious. After all, having a good gun and a set of combat uniforms with excellent defense capabilities means that a soldier's chances of survival on the battlefield are greatly improved, and the number of enemies killed will increase.

It is impossible for an ordinary Wehrmacht to have a powered armor. This was an edict issued by the emperor himself. For the implementation of this edict, the empire was indeed extremely harsh and cruel.

According to the Imperial Charter, each main army is made up of a number of warbands. This is equivalent to the scale of the human legion brigade and regiment level in the Earth Age. Different combat companies were set up under the team, and then the same tactical squad was formed by the soldiers under the command of Second Lieutenant Nelson. The warband charter stipulates that any warband under the command of all main legions must regularly draw blood from its members, and if necessary, even have some of the muscle tissue cut by a professional medical officer. In short, each warband must pay five percent of the genetic material of all its members, which is under the supervision of the Holy See. This special system is known within the Holy See as the "religious tax". Its purpose is twofold: first, it enables the Holy See to monitor the health of the personnel of the various warbands. Second, it allows the Holy See and the Imperial hierarchy to stock up on genetic seeds, which can be used to create new warbands or expand existing ones if necessary.

New warbands weren't built overnight. For each fertilized egg, a suitable gene seed is selected accordingly. The fertilized eggs are then grown under the care of professional clergy of the Holy See and implanted into the bodies of human slaves. These slave tentatives must ensure that the biological parameters are absolutely normal, and that there are no signs of mutation. All slaves were of imperial origin and were convicted of unpardonable felonies. Of course, there were also slaves who did not come from criminals, but who volunteered to become real people. They are poor people who live in poverty, have no source of income, and are unable to work to support themselves because of their disabilities and other factors. According to imperial law, the families of imperial citizens who volunteered to become slaves and passed the guò test were given a large honorarium. Under this premise, there will naturally be no shortage of desperate volunteers who want to exchange themselves for their families for future happiness.

Each slave body underwent a ritual of "purification" led by the clergy. What kind of content and process it is will only be known to those within the Holy See. The purified slave body was enclosed in a separate stationary chamber. Although they retain basic consciousness, they are completely immobile and simply rush to the fertilized egg to be used as a biological medium for breeding. The first slave will be given two genetic glands to ensure the breeding of both fertilized eggs. When the genetic gland matures, one can be harvested, and one of them can be used as the mother source and implanted into the second slave at the same time as a new fertilized egg. In this way, the abilities of the original genetic gland can be preserved to the greatest extent, and the fusion range of the new zygote and the gene can be increased in a certain course, so that it can be perfected and there will be no rejection with the implanter.

The fertilized egg is not directly conceived into a human as imagined. Each mature fertilized egg harvested from the slave's body is placed in a biological culture tank to generate a complete set of additional organs. These include the heart, lungs, liver, stomach pouch, as well as the central nervous system and internal circulatory system.

According to this basic process, it would take fifty-five years to make every thousand sets of healthy organs. The use of each set of organs must be officially approved by persons above the rank of archbishop of the Holy See, and then the Supreme Council of the Empire, that is, the joint council composed of the commanders of the main legions, must ask the emperor for instructions. Eventually, only the Emperor himself could grant permission to create new warbands, or to expand the size of existing warbands.

Each set of cultivated organs corresponds to a conscripted legion recruit. Various implanted organs had an extremely profound effect on the physique and mental state of the legionnaires. Most of these margins are controlled by natural hormone secretion and fertility patterns. If the recipient, i.e., the recruit, has reached a certain stage of natural growth, such as over the age of thirty-five, some of the implanted organs may not work, or even worse, all the implanted organs will not be effective. Therefore, legion recruits must be young enough, and body tissue compatibility is also a must. Otherwise, the implanted organ will not be able to grow normally, and it will not be able to fuse with the recipient.

There are also very subtle, but important questions. For example, the mental matching between the implanted organ and the recipient, whether the visual control organ is strengthened, whether the nerve node is complete, and whether the meninges can continue to grow under the stimulation of hypnotic suggestion to reach a usable state, etc. In short, no matter what recruit is, he or she must be sensitive to these special treatments in order to talk about the training of the legion and the follow-up work that follows.

All these considerations mean that only a very small percentage of people become legionnaires. They must be male, within which the fertilized egg is corresponding to male hormones and body tissue types, and then screening begins based on the required physical and psychological compatibility. If the test is successful, the candidate becomes a new entrant, and after the organ implantation is completed, and they receive chemotherapy and psychological training, they will become the recruit. Only beginners can undergo the training before becoming a full-fledged LegionnaireGenerally speaking, a Legionnaire usually joins the regiment between the ages of sixteen and twenty. But due to hormonal changes caused by the special method of creating Legionnaires, before that, the recruit's body was fully fertilized, and the mental stress of wartime would also accelerate this process.

Not everyone can wear a Power Warframe. The servants of the main legion such as Su Hao only received the most basic, or should I say, the lowest level of adaptation surgery. In the eyes of a true legionnaire, the equipment of the minions should not even be called a power armor at all. At most, it is a bionic armor derived from the power armor and the comprehensive performance has been greatly reduced. This biological armor does not require complex genetic gland presets, and while it can increase the wearer's abilities by a certain amount, it is not as close as the true power armor is for legionnaires. That is really the closest connection between the human body and the armor, there is no difference between metal and muscle, they are like muscles and skin attached to the wearer's body, and they do not feel cumbersome at all, but give people the feeling that they are a part of their own body.

Of course, those who have become legionnaires must also take on the responsibility of nurturing the next generation. Every recognized Legionnaire must have two genetic glands implanted in his body. This is the maximum physiological limit that every legionnaire is capable of withstanding. Glandular growth will continue for a long time. If a Legionnaire dies in battle, the Apothecary must remove the genetic glands from the Death Warrior's body as quickly as possible and place them in a small culture pod that they carry with them to keep them alive. In battle, all genetic glands collected from the battlefield must be turned over to the clan headquarters for use in more clan recruits.

This is another self-expansion process within the main clan. It was allowed by the emperor from the outset and did not require approval from the Holy See. But even so, the number of soldiers of each main legion can only remain within the established range. They were tasked with some of the most difficult, heaviest and most brutal missions in the Empire. The mortality rate and danger are far higher than most people think. As a result, each of the main legions has an impressive combat power. This has nothing to do with the primitive constitution of the gene glandular receptor, but the product of the perfect combination of technology and system.

Legionnaires may not have an advantage in degree compared to powerful "General" class evolutionaries, but their strength and defense are definitely better than ordinary powerhouses who have no armor protection and are not armed with corresponding firearms. In fact, the shortcomings in the degree are not as obvious as imagined. Strict daily training, tacit cooperation, closely integrated tactics, and the ratio of personnel between each combat group have completely filled the gaps in degree.

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