Hades sat in silence in the foundry hall, his head bowed as if in deep thought, the machinery roaring, but it was clear that everyone in the foundry department had adapted to the atmosphere.

"What's wrong, Hades?"

Hades stood up, Enrique stepped out of some giant machine, full of fuel and vicissitudes, Galaspa's conscription once again challenged the Foundry Department, and although they had been prepared for it, they were still extremely busy with the massive demand for armor and the construction of Galaspa.

Hades felt as if the master foundry had just come down from the maintenance site, and the aura on his body exuded that no one should enter, and he almost lost a cigarette.

"Haven't you been busy lately? What are you doing here? ”

Enrique stood casually, waiting for Hades' answer

Hades smiled reluctantly, and then he visibly felt that he was running out of breath,

"Death Guard's next batch of Cadet Tech Sergeants."

"Oh, that's it."

"Alberto, bring him here!"

Enrique shouted into the depths of the foundry hall, then turned his head to speak to Hades with a calm face,

"The company commanders said that they had provided the list to the Foundry Department, and we had selected a total of twenty-seven people in this batch. In the first two wars, a total of two technical sergeants were killed in the foundry department, so the gap is not very large at present. ”

"But I think the legion is going to expand the army again, so I urged those old oilmen and dug up some more people from them."

Hades felt that Enrique, who was now standing in front of him, with a tired face and a little oil on his armor, had become great in an instant.

"Enrique, you're a good guy."

Hades pretended to wipe away his tears, and was glared back by Enrique,

"Don't come with me, your trick is good for the juniors who have a good impression of you."

Hades shook his head firmly,

"No, no, no, you're wrong, Enrique, Garo and Blanca eat this too."

Enrique was choked speechless by Hades's righteousness, and the casting master, who was not good at words, held back for a long time, and finally held back a sentence: "You are shameless to play administration." ”

"Watch your words, Enrique, I'm playing administration, but I'm in charge of the foundry department."

Enrique sighed,

"Okay, okay, Hades, you can rest assured about the Foundry Department, I know that you have a lot to do, here in the Foundry Department, in addition to the ones you want to do on a whim, the daily operation of a legion, the Foundry Department can do a good job by itself."

"We're not an administrative post here, we don't have so many real and virtual things."

Even in the end, Enrique did not forget to scold the executives.

"By the way, I'll show you the most potential recruits I selected, that kid is in good physical condition, and it took me a lot of effort to get him out of the company commander."

"It's just that people look a little dumb."

Enrique hesitated,

"That kid gave me a feeling that you had at the time, I mean when I was working, I usually didn't say anything at all."

Stupid? Like him?

Hades was puzzled.

As he spoke, the man came.

"Hello Lord Hades, hello Lord Enrique."

Alberto walked out, and behind him was a pale warrior whom Hades recognized as . This was the second child to climb the cliff at that time!

Damn, Enrique fell in love with the fiercest one at a glance.

"You're Pasteur?"

Seeing Hades call him by name, Pasteur was visibly startled, and then nodded slightly.

And then there was no then.

It's really not good at words. Enrique glanced at Hades, as if to say that this recruit was like this.

Hades decided to ignore Alberto's eyes trying to get Pasteur to speak for himself, he could already feel Alberto's silent cry of exhaustion.

"This batch of them can already be sent to Mars, and the internship education inside the Death Guard is almost the same."

Enrique watched Pasteur speak, his gaze returning to Hades.

Hades nodded, "I'm going to contact Mars." ”

Enrique was silent for a moment, "This time I can write a letter of recommendation for this group of Death Guards." ”

In fact, there is a paragraph about the recommendation letter about Mars, which can be used by the casting master freely, although the mechanical teaching does not look at this part, and the general casting master will directly omit this piece, but Hades still wrote it very seriously.

Hades first spends a line praising the Jordanian sage in charge of the training of technical sergeants, then a line of asking him to manage the Death Guard recruits well, praising them as "promising", and finally spending another page proposing a draft of how to improve the Martian canteen.

Okay, I'm done.

Hades nodded in satisfaction, then turned to hand the letter to Pasteur, the leader of the group, the apprentice technical sergeants stood silently, but Hades could feel their slight nervousness.

In the blink of an eye, it was time for him to send the newcomer, Hades sighed,

"Warriors, you're going to Mars to study next."

"You don't have to be discouraged about leaving the Legion for a short time, your time on Mars will be one of the few times you can fully immerse yourself in learning."

"You can also communicate and learn from other legions, and Mars will provide you with a good opportunity."

Hades paused,

"Except for the Space Wolves and the Thousand Sons, you can communicate with other legions as you like."

Although Hades had a good relationship with the wild wolves, this group of warriors still didn't touch the wild wolves, Hades smiled politely, as for Qianzi, he didn't meet them last time, but according to his personal judgment, this group of newcomers still don't touch Qianzi.

Although there are many people of insight among the thousands of sons, it is better not to contact them.

Hades painstakingly taught them his experience,

"If you want to learn more about mechanics, you can communicate with Iron Warriors, Iron Hands, and Imperial Fists, but remember not to try to communicate with Imperial Fists and Iron Warriors at the same time, and avoid bringing up the topic of the Primordial in front of Iron Warriors."

"Although our legion had a little conflict with the Iron Warriors before, don't stir things up with prejudice."

"If you just want to chat, you can go to the Ultramarines and the Shadow Moon Wolves, but be careful to judge their attitude towards you, although it may not be sincere, but at least the communication is pleasant."

"The other legions also have their own characteristics, so it's up to you to explore them yourself."

Hades looked down, thinking about what else to say, but the recruits across from him were a little confused, they had expected to receive an instruction to "study hard, hurry back and be loyal to the death guard", or how to study on Mars or something.

But Hades's entrustment was obviously beyond their comprehension, and how did Master Hades feel that they wanted them to have a good relationship with other legions rather than study?

"By the way, when you get there, remember to go to the Ultramarine, or some honest warrior to ask for a [Martian Tech Sergeant Survival Guide], that thing should have been passed down for a generation."

Hades smiled mysteriously,

"I'm not bragging, it's a good thing, a good thing that can greatly improve the efficiency of learning."

？

The technical sergeants looked at each other, but Hades seemed to remember something funny, and after a laugh, he skimmed the topic.

So this group of trainee technical sergeants took Hades's instructions to eat more and went on the road.

After some time, Mars.

Pasteur sat quietly alone in the library, with a yellowed white book in front of him, and after he, as a representative of the Death Guard, went to the Ultramarines to ask for something good from Hades's predecessor, the handsome Ultramariner smiled brightly.

"Ah, wait, you're the Fourteenth Legion, I'll find the Imperial Fist and they'll give you the original one."

"That's a good thing, you don't know what amazing wisdom it is."

"The person who came up with this thing is a genius, a genius!"

The Ultramarines chattered next to Pasteur praising the work, what is the spirit of helping others, what is sharing help, Pasteur didn't understand very well, but in the end the book was solemnly handed over to Pasteur by the fighters of the Fist of the Empire.

"Very good work, please pay tribute on my behalf to the predecessor of your legion, he is a great and noble man."

"Thank you to his words and soul for powerfully helping me."

"If I have the chance, I'd love to get to know such a Death Guard's technical senior."

The Fist of the Empire said with respect on his face.

"A masterpiece of astonishment."

The Ultramarines nodded and added, then patted Pasteur, "Seriously, I'm going to be jealous of you for this senior being on the Death Guard. ”

Pasteur's mind was clouded, and he took the book in a daze, even if he was as dull as he was, realizing that it was a "very good thing", and that it seemed that because of this book, the other legions seemed to be very kind to their death guards,

Seeing Pasteur take the book, every technical sergeant, regardless of the legion, showed a look of relief, and the warriors of the Space Wolves and the World Eaters even applauded.

"Thank you to this H senior of the Fourteenth Legion!"

"Good luck boys!"

"Remember to help us pay tribute to Senior H!"

Pasteur squeezed his way out of the crowd in a daze, and he didn't know how he ended up squeezing out the smiling technical sergeants.

So what's in there? Pasteur took a deep breath and turned the first page of the book.

He opened his mouth, and the first page of the book was a painting—

A large, fluffy dog drawn with a few lines half-sits in the middle of the paper wagging its tail, on which is written a small Roman numeral fourteen.

The big dog laughed and talked,

[Hello, I'm H of the 14th Legion, this is a book that needs to be completed together, if you add content to this book later, please leave your mark here as well.] 】

Pasteur saw a painted messy cat next to the big dog, with 13 written on it, followed by a finely realistic, lifelike bird, 9, a wolf with its head held high, 16, a book, 17;

But the most in the picture is geometry, a bunch of small cubes marked with 7, a bunch of small triangles marked with 4, and a bunch of cuboids marked with 10.

Why don't they draw animals too? Pasteur felt like a race, and the geometry was about to overwhelm the big dog.

Who is H? Pasteur pondered silently for a while, but to no avail, Master Hades did not tell them anything else about the book, so he decided to call the dog H-senpai.

He turned the next page, and Senior H was trying to bite his tail in the corner of the book, and the big dog was going around in circles.

And then there's the body,

【Martian Tech Sergeant's Guide】

【Hi! Hello! If you see this, prove that you have stepped through the door to becoming a technical sergeant. 】

[You may feel a little uneasy,]

[Because we have to admit that except for the special corps, the status of the technical sergeant in the legion is slightly awkward, which is related to our educational beliefs, but this still does not prevent us from exerting our strength in the legion, without the guarantee and support of the technical sergeant, even the best legion cannot exert its true strength; Without the repair and custody of technical sergeants, then the empire would have returned to the era of stick fights. 】

[Therefore, we must be clear about our positioning, the technical sergeant is the main force to ensure the normal roar of the corps machinery, and any person of insight will realize the unique and important position of the technical sergeant. 】

【So don't hesitate!】 Let's go on that long road that can even choke the Star Marine's learning! 】

[Here, I wish every technical sergeant can harvest the wealth that truly belongs to him!] 】

[In this book, you can see——]

[1. Who should I trust?

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1. I am willing to believe in the Mechanic Doctrine: The Mechanic Doctrine Knowledge Tree; The God of All Machines, the Ome Messiah, and the Emperor

2. I keep my opinion on this: how to deal with the prayer invitation of the Jordanian sages, how the sages focus on the summary of the teachings to be recited, how to make yourself look quite pious.

3. How to identify a religious oil guy and a flexible oil guy

Two. Start the first lesson

1. You don't need to specialize all of them, learn the sea of knowledge of the dead

2. Test the table of your own interests and clan needs to find the most suitable growth path for yourself and your clan

3. Summary of each learning route (recommended books, recommended internships, and experience)

4. Make a Seiko bag that suits you, a servo skeleton

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Three. There is no limit to learning

1. Summary of basic knowledge and troubleshooting

2. Summary of many instruments in the operation workshop

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Four. Miscellaneous

1. When knowledge becomes power, how to fight with a technical wrench

2. How to impose reasonable sanctions on fighters who look down on technical sergeants

3. Selling miserably, the foundry department needs more funds

4. On the improvement of canteens

5. Back to the Legion's Gift Purchasing Guide

6. Uncomfortable and not ashamed, several skills for psychological adjustment, and the correct treatment of psychological problems in a high-pressure environment.

Five. Technical Sergeant Base Exploration Guide (with map)

】

When Pasteur looked up again, it was already late at night.

This Barbaros child was shaken and baptized with a certain amount of spiritual shock.

A clear, definite path seemed to unfold in front of him, and before that, he had never realized and thought about it.

Not those serious feelings in the legion. No

Shock, this book made Pasteur feel shocked, a fresh, hard-growing feeling from the page.

Pasteur stared at the last page, the big dog smiling and wagging its tail in a stupor.

Did H Senpai turn out to be someone from his own legion?

Such a good, humorous person. A death guard? Pasteur remembered that most of the death guards he had seen were silent and serious.

This must have been a remarkable man, and Pasteur swore that he must know him, or at least say a few words to his idol.

Much later, after Pasteur's knowledge had reached an unparalleled level, he supplemented the book, turning the first page of the book and writing a 14 on it.

Although he is not good at talking, he will try to get to know H-senpai.

Dog-senpai, please wait for him.

"Ahh

Who's talking about him? Hades wiped his nose silently and waved his hand to tell the sage not to worry, do the Space Marines sneeze too?

Hades didn't know that he had already blown up the merit and reputation on Mars.

Not today.

I wish you good luck for the college entrance examination.

Changed the cover, do you feel good? How does it compare to the original?

(End of chapter)