My name is Thaddeus and I'm a Spartan!

Born and raised in Sparta, he underwent rigorous training and became an honorable Spartan warrior.

Originally, I thought that after officially becoming a glorious Spartan warrior, my life would be one battle after another, until I died in a battle and could no longer fight.

Maybe before that day comes, I'll marry a wife, have a few children, and teach them everything I know about fighting.

If I'm lucky, maybe I'll be able to see the day when my child also becomes a glorious Spartan warrior.

But I never imagined that my future would be like this......

"Thaddeus!"

Commander Gareth Stanton's voice wasn't loud, and there was no anger or resentment, but I knew I had made a mistake and shouldn't have been cranky at this time, but I just couldn't control myself.

"Don't be nervous, Thaddeus, it's no different from normal training."

The commander patted me on the shoulder. To be honest, wearing the Blizzard Power Armor, I couldn't feel the commander's hand on my shoulder at all, it was all because of the sound of the metal hitting me, which made me realize what was happening.

"Let me ask one last time, is there anyone else who has any questions about this combat mission?"

"No, sir!" Like my comrades, I answered Chief Gareth Stanton's questions aloud.

"Now, put on your helmet and check your gear!"

On the orders of Commander Gareth Stanton, I, like my comrades around me, put my helmet on my head.

As the power came on and the dormant display screen came back on, my eyes became bright again, and I would have suspected that I wasn't wearing a helmet at all, if it weren't for the pile of data and information representing the situation in front of me, and the feeling of oppression coming from all over my head. br>

Even though I've used it countless times, I still feel amazing.

This kind of heavy armor called Blizzard Power Armor is really armor that can only be made by gods, right?

As I checked the condition of my equipment, I couldn't help but think back to when I first arrived in Winterfell.

At that time, I didn't know anything, but I was happy to be chosen by His Majesty the King as the best warrior.

Although I was not selected the first time I was selected, I was still very proud to be one of the best fighters in Sparta in the second batch!

What I didn't expect was that what happened next was so incredible!

Another world? Another language?

What is it? I didn't really understand it, but as time went by, seeing more and more magical items, as well as magical powers such as holy light and arcane powers, I suddenly understood what His Majesty meant by "warriors chosen for the gods"!

Warriors of the gods!

What an honorable title is that? Although in this one called Winterfell...... Oh, and at that time, it was called Winter Town, and my friends and I came here together were just called Spartan II.

Even just a cadet is not a real fighter! Because the companions who came here with me will only be half left in the end, and only those who remain here can become "warriors of God".

"You can't be eliminated!"

I don't know when it became a shame to be eliminated back to Sparta, and my friends didn't want to leave, especially after seeing those magical powers, everyone thought that this was the world where the gods lived.

I don't want to go back to Sparta either, but I won't tell anyone that the real reason I want to stay in Winter is because I feel very comfortable here.

Thankfully, I managed to stay!

As a recruit of the second phase of Sparta, he joined the Spartan Heavy Infantry Regiment, and not long ago entered the Winter Knights, the real ace unit of Winterfell!

Today too

It's my first time on a mission as a Winter Knight.

"Open the hatch!"

The rear hatch of the Kun fighter had been opened, and the strong winds of the storm instantly poured into the cabin, but I was not affected by the blizzard power armor.

"Follow me!"

Commander Gareth Stanton looked at me and a few of his comrades around him, and after making sure everyone was ready, he jumped out of the Kun fighter first.

"Keep up!"

One after another, my comrades jumped out of the hatch, and I was the penultimate one.

Walking to the hatch, I took a deep breath and jumped out directly, feeling the sensation of my rapid fall, I stared at the parameters on the monitor.

Before joining the Winter Knights, I didn't have much airborne training, after all, the Spartan Heavy Infantry Regiment was not equipped with power armor before, and later changed equipment and fought mostly on the ground.

But if you want to join the Winter Knights, airborne combat is a skill that must be mastered!

Activating the thrusters to keep my descent within a safe value, I looked around.

Four comrades were scattered around, with Commander Gareth Stanton diagonally below me.

"Thaddeus, watch your position."

"Understood, sir!"

How many times has the Commander called my name? I'm a little panicked, I don't seem to be doing very well, is it that today is also my last mission with the Winter Knights?

He controlled the thrusters and adjusted the orientation and angle, ensuring that he landed smoothly next to Commander Gareth Stanton.

Rumble!

The sound of a loud explosion and the light of a fire not far away finally made me realize that now was not the time to think about these things.

"Thaddeus, watch the left!"

Picking up the Piccolo assault rifle, I really like this new rifle, it is much more powerful than the Garand rifle I used before, in addition to being more powerful, this new gun can fire in bursts.

With the detection function on the Blizzard Power Armor, he killed two elven archers who were shooting arrows at the convoy with a crisp and crisp finish.

"Thaddeus, kill the giant tree in front of you to the left! Don't let it continue attacking the convoy."

"Understood!"

Having eliminated two more elven warriors who rushed at me, I turned my gaze to the giant tree mentioned by Commander Stanton, which was a giant tree, but with hands and feet, it was a strange creature...... Or maybe it's a plant?

I don't bother to bother with what this thing is, after all, this is the world where God lives, and it's not unusual to have anything weird.

Take control of the Blizzard's Missile Launcher, select the Incendiary Bomb, and lock onto the giant tree in front of you.

Boom Boom!

The four incendiary missiles hit the target accurately, turning the giant tree into a giant moving torch, and quickly stopped moving.

"Target destroyed!"

My attacks caught the attention of many elves, many elven archers shooting arrows at me, and I could see ripples of energy rippling on the power armor as I lowered my head slightly.

Raise your gun and shoot, calling the elves in front of you one by one, and just then the commander shouted over the communicator: "Thaddeus, be careful!"

Rumble!

A huge explosion occurred right next to me, the force of the impact taking a toll on the shield, and my display flashed red.

Then there was another clanging sound, and without the protection of the shield, the elves' arrows rained down on the Blizzard Power Armor.

Rumble!

Another explosion, this time different from before, not around me, but directly on me.

"Arrows? Arcane Shooting?"

I've seen a similar ability in Winterfell, where Instructor Jack Krausa, who taught us Spartan warriors how to use firearms, is mastering the gods of arcane

After the power of Qi, you can use this trick.

A flashbang popped out of my left forearm, and I bought myself a little buffer.

After a few seconds of relaxation, the energy shield returned to normal, and I found the guy who had sneaked up on me, hiding in the leaves in a tree very far away from me.

If it weren't for the energy reaction of this elf's arrows, I wouldn't have been able to find him so quickly, and when I picked up my rifle and aimed it at him, I could clearly see that this elf seemed surprised that he was so easily found.

Pull the trigger!

The blue flames spewed out deadly metal bullets, and almost instantly the gunshot rang out, the elf had been shot and fell to the ground.

With a light breath, he continued to turn his gun for the next enemy, but there were no other elves around.

"The elves have retreated, don't pursue!"

Commander Gareth-Stanton's voice came over the communicator, and I realized that my first mission since joining the Winter Knights was over.

"Everyone leave the forest and retreat to the main road." Commander Gareth-Stanton continued to give orders, "Thaddeus, how are you doing?"

"All well!"

I looked into the distance, then looked at the location of the bombing, and was glad that I was wearing Blizzard Power Armor, if it had been the armor used by the Spartan Heavy Infantry Regiment earlier, I might have been wounded in the first violent explosion and was immediately killed by random arrows.

On second thought, if I had been in the Spartan Heavy Infantry Regiment, I would not have been able to carry out such a mission of parachuting directly behind the enemy.

However, I'm afraid I can't continue to stay in the Winter Knights with this kind of performance, right?

After sighing, he walked out of the forest, and it was a big deal to go back to the Spartan Heavy Infantry Regiment, no matter what, as long as he could continue to live in Winterfell.

Walking out of the forest and onto the flat road, several comrades also walked out of the forest one after another, and I saw some marks on everyone's power armor, including Commander Gareth Stanton.

Forehead......

Does this mean that other people are in a similar situation to me? In that case, I should be able to stay with the Winter Knights, right?

(End of chapter)