John Dern, born of Skady, was considered by many to be a nobleman, or a descendant of a powerful family in the Hive, or an heir to an underground mine, and people thought of him in a variety of ways, but now he is an Astral Army, because of the damn conscription.

Ahem, a conscription order for honor!

But in fact, in front of the statistics of the nest capital, everything he has as a middle-level resident is a fictitious falsehood, that is, he can't count anything, and he is completely pulled away.

And his own experience is simple, but it is not simple.

He was a common orphan in the nest capital, and was barely literate, but he was clever and capable, learned to write, and became a "nobleman".

You know, it's not necessarily easy to live in a dirty, drunk, hopeless and unconnected damn nest, and he only has lips and fakes to keep him alive.

Even if his fiancée was not a young lady, but a girl he had met in his life as an orphan, the girl still thought that he was the descendant of some family, and prayed that he could revive the family when he returned from the march, and take her to prosperity.

But one can't fake everything, and if anything is true in the life of a guy like John Deen, it's probably only his love for his fiancée and his brother, Alan Bair.

And his most honorable thing is that he once became the illegitimate son of the boss of the "Underground Ice Mine Family", and participated in a ribbon cutting, which made 50% of the people in the nest know him and think that he is a nobleman, which also makes his life more and more comfortable.

But the reality is that the aristocratic boss doesn't know him at all, and he uses clothes, fake family crests, self-confidence, temperament, poor information, and the busyness of the Ice Mine family to control everyone.

Last time, he wanted to confess to his brother that he was a liar, he faked a lot of things, but he couldn't deceive his trust in Alan Baier, but unfortunately the green skin came, but...

Now his deception is in full swing.

He pulled out a card with a description of how to protect his family's business in the greenskin frenzy, along with the seal of the Ministry of Military Affairs and a standard miniature skeleton servo to hide his eyes.

And the most terrifying part is that it is marked what type of barges, transports, and battleships will be used by the Imperial Navy.

Then on the card, the slogan in the style of the Ministry of War was written on how to travel on the ship and how to store his belongings, which also represented the effect of the monthly article of the Ministry of War that John had seen before.

The style of this card is made according to that thing, although there are Astral Cadet-level officers who can probably see that something is wrong at a glance, but the nobles here who are full of fat brains can't.

Before, he was a petty fight, but now he wants to really empty the pockets of this world's wealthy class, and then surprise his comrades-in-arms.

He was negotiating with a nobleman, wearing a mask on the other side, he couldn't see his face clearly, just a fat head and big ears, a standard imperial nobleman, full of martial virtues, and worrying intelligence.

"Sir, I'm not sure, in fact I have very few places, and this operation is only experimental, I may take your supplies and not increase your quota on the transport ship."

John pretended to have a headache, but he was thinking about what would be the better price.

The nobleman usually listens to good words, but now he is in the opposite ear, but he feels that the truth is extremely high, his forehead has sweat, his family wealth can only rely on the transport ship to take away a little, he is already very painful, and now he has finally found a way to bring more things, and he is very urgent.

Smell a rat? The stamps of the Ministry of War and the small, readable skull servo are things that are not accessible to ordinary people, and this place is not accessible to civilians!

On the opposite side is the Skady nobleman, who is also the behind-the-scenes boss of the 3rd Infantry Regiment, and this identity is well known to everyone!

The fat nobleman pursed his lips.

"I, I... I am willing to give my family's ancestral Sacred Void Shield, a powerful relic that is strong enough to resist evil spirits and any attacks. ”

"Please give me a little space to leave this world with my daughter's dowry..."

John still shook his head. "There's no shortage of that in the Astral Army, basically, there are famous elite commanders, don't they?"

The fat man's face froze, if it weren't for the fear of being discovered by others and robbed of his place, he would have already knelt on the ground.

John replied with a hypocrisy at the moment. "Okay, okay, look at you pitiful, I hope you can get more wealth in the new world."

In the end, John played with the small shield generator device in the shape of a skull, and continued to sit there without any guilt, the nobleman also felt calm in his heart, the opposite must be a high-ranking Astral Army officer, otherwise he would not be so easy to play with such a holy relic.

But John was actually wondering how this thing would start...

But soon the next business was on the way, and a noblewoman sat down in front of John and pulled out her small Seiko explosive pistol.

The fat aristocrat's heart also fell to the ground, people are like this, and they feel relieved to see that there are other people who have the same choice as themselves.

And here I have to mention why the nobles have so much military-grade equipment, in fact, the ancestors of most of the nobles, and even he himself are quite full of martial virtues, even if they are fat and big-eared now, but before this world stabilizes, their ancestors are probably officers of the Astral Army, and they stay in this world for various reasons.

So, now John is helping the Ministry of Military Affairs recover resources!

And the goal of this operation was also very simple, to get anti-armor from the hands of the nobles, hot melt bombs, plasma grenades, and even primitive powerful explosives, mines ...

The nobles would not wonder why the emissaries of the Astral Army were so concerned about their family heirlooms, because in their eyes, the wealth of pleasure should be fine wine and precious stones, but the things passed down from the family are only honor.

But now that the world is going to be destroyed, what honor do they care about!

And those delicacies and wines are only things that officers can enjoy for the Astral Army, and they have no decisive effect on the war situation, and John's collection of war props left by his ancestors is something that is in line with their values.

Soon, dozens of molten bombs, plasma grenades, a one-handed chainsaw sword, as well as a single explosive bomb, a void shield generator, and a lot of food enough to kill the other platoons all arrived in John's hands, and he spent a day soaking here, and the results were extremely rich.

There were even quite a few aristocrats who hugged his thighs and asked him to give him more "quotas".

Several gangster hunks left the place carrying things, leaving only John Deen's dashing back.

When he returned to the platform with his things, the sobered Alan Baier sat on the ground in confusion, and saw his adjutant calling his soldiers to carry a large amount of huge wealth, enough to collect the PDF of this world for his own use, and put them on the platform like garbage.

John said. "Boss, I'm done with the action, codename, go do something!"