The only lieutenant of Skady's regiment, a native of Skady, has been through several wars, but not the Greenskin War, so he and most of the recruits are left in the garrison, as if fate is playing a joke, and those damn things are haunted like zombies by the people who once defeated him.

Although Makato and the captain passed the test, and Alan Baier and the staff officers once again got the greenskins, the minions of chaos still did not give up, and those who fell from the sky to tear apart the mortal homeland were greedy and humiliating.

But the second lieutenant still didn't know, he still seemed to be so immature, but at the moment when the veterans were gone, he was the real veteran of the only remaining 3,000 or so men of Skadi's regiment.

Although he is a bit short and tall, just looking at the war experience, maybe the armored division left behind by General Macato may not be as legendary as his.

However, the world will definitely not treat him as gently as his comrades, but at this moment, the second lieutenant can't help but sigh as he chews on the boiled starch luncheon meat, the things that are blistered and boiled, and the weird pink things in the barracks canteen full of exhaust gas.

"Eat this thing again?"

His face was not very good, but the Imperial Guard was already fully supplied by this star system, and he never thought that the heretics at this moment had run out of ammunition and food, and would even launch assault ships to invade this world under the nose of the Imperial Navy.

This behavior seems to be fine, but it is very crazy, if they are discovered, the light spear can wipe out most of their living force, and the dense assault ships are not suitable for crossing large-scale star fields, firstly, they are slower, and secondly, they lack the ability to land, and they will be shot down by anti-orbital weapons.

This is also the reason why the Imperial Navy did not detect those enemies, but the second lieutenant probably never imagined in his life that those people had come with all the trouble and risk to come for the disgusting starchy luncheon meat in his hand.

Flaxia's eldest sister smacked his head on the head, and the second lieutenant clutched his head in pain. "You, you still don't like it, we were surrounded by titanium, they cut off our supplies, and we could only eat soil to fill our stomachs, so we killed several brothers."

The captain said it with ease, but a few words revealed the cruel hardship, even in the year of famine, it was only a few words to describe it, cannibalism, starvation everywhere.

At the end of this dark fortieth millennium, people must be grateful for food, whether it is climbing in the nest capital, or standing above the primitive world, or working in the feudal world, or even in the agricultural world.

The population of the empire is so large that it surpasses the understanding of human civilization's ability to reproduce, and the number of men and women up and down the empire is almost as large as the stars of the galaxy.

The value of food to life is the most troubling thing for the Empire right now, and even though the crops are still one of the best resources available to the Empire, they still have to deal with the terrible astronomical consumption.

The people of the empire hardly need to preach, picky eating is the most extravagant thing, and the second lieutenant, although he complains, still swallows those tasteless things, after all, no matter how bad it is, it is better than eating corpse starch.

The spoon crushed those things, melted them into the soup, and drank them all in one gulp with a greasy feeling, plus a sugar-filled energy block to satisfy today's training, the food of the Imperial Guard was getting worse and worse, but the morale of the Imperial Guard did not weaken.

In this terrible universe, where only enemies can be killed and killed, the countless mutinies and defections in the internal struggle of humanity in Terra have become only a handful in the face of the oppression of the empire and the existential crisis.

Even if they eat those faint canned starch blocks, the Imperial Guard will spill their anger on the enemy.

But today's day does not seem to be as peaceful as usual, it is only halfway through lunchtime, the roar is like thunder and lightning, and the atmosphere of this world has no so-called clouds or enough water molecules, in other words, there is no thunder and lightning here.

The Imperial Guard soldiers, on the other hand, were more aware of the agitation, and when lunch ended early, they stuffed their food into their mouths, brought their helmets and weapons, and carried their guns with them even when they were eating.

Because it was, war, that was the sound of gunsmoke, and it was also the strafing of orbital defense automatic cannons, and the scarlet drop silos that streaked through the indifferent and cloudless atmosphere also represented the bad coming, and those angel wings that fell extremely quickly cut through the sky like sharp blades, and the invasion weapons that the Empire built with all its might were the reason why the Space Marines were invincible.

Now those things have become weapons to attack the Empire in turn, and the cathars have assembled early, in order under the command of the data craftsmen, but the drop-off silos of those heretics are unusually accurate, falling directly into residential areas, stabilized by the counter-propulsion of their tail flame jets, and smashing into their destinations, destroying a cloud of rubble, blood, and death.

Directly smashed into residential areas, violently used speed to cross the anti-orbital equipment, as long as the residents of the empire have heard of such behavior, such as angels descending, but those mechanical servants encountered this time are not angels, to be sure, they are demons, to be more precise, they are red pirates, traitors!

Towers are smashed through residential areas, scarlet Angels of Death step out of their pavilions, and blasters and chainsaws play an ensemble of sounds, with the screams of cathars and the death of civilians.

The resistance was not strong, the city was occupied in an instant, and the Mechonia were more researchers than soldiers, but the Imperial Guard was professional.

Only a moment later in the stronghold of the Imperial Guard, the shouts of the commanders of the major regiments also sounded, but Skady did not have a regimental commander now, not even the regimental staff officer, and the second lieutenant walked directly to the crowd, he was not big, of average stature, neither strong nor the most experienced.

But the experience of being born and dying with Alan Baier still gave him a voice, and even when people realized that the war had begun, but there was no commander, the "Sentinel Knight" became the best candidate.

His voice was childish but sonorous, and no one would doubt his loyalty and strength, and they would run forward with him.

"Although my official position is not high, I am still the oldest veteran, and my brother who enlisted in the army with me is among the ranks!"

About 20 percent of the only Skadi regiment walked out.

"You are now the First Company!"

"Be prepared to die!"

The soldiers replied with their heads raised. "Yes!"

It seems that he is still a child, but the second lieutenant has not grown up, he has seen too much along the way, there are the teachings of veterans, there are cruel battlefields, but there are still few people with bright eyes like him in this damn dark universe, which is why Alan Baier has always favored him.

If there is a real ability to stand up in times of crisis in this dark universe, then he will be a hero of the empire, regardless of age, gender, experience, although the second lieutenant lives under the wing of Lieutenant Colonel Alan Baier, but the Skadian people who are still alive in this universe today have no waste!

"Go to war, go to war, let those heretics see!"

At this moment, the killing intent of the Imperial Guard even makes people wonder if the power of terror has landed here, but those hostilities are more hatred of the Red Pirates and Skadi, the hatred of destroying the family, the hatred of comrades-in-arms, and the same is true of the Red Pirates, when they step on the same batch of lands, they are destined to fight without extinguishing.

The so-called grievances and loyalties are nothing more than that, and those things burn the land of the casting world Pan Lan, making the already frozen air here even more suffocating.

The commander of the 12th Regiment of Lorne and Grey couldn't help but admire the young man in front of him, their camp was next to the only regiment in Skadi, there were more people, but they didn't have that temperament, those temperaments that could kill the enemy.

Secondly, in the absence of Commander Alan Baier, they could not be mixed with the armored regiment according to the military regulations of the Empire, and he could not coordinate the battle without reading the relevant manuals.

The war was fought in the absence of a commander, which was destined to be unfair to the Imperial Guard, so he placed more emphasis on cooperation with the only Skadi regiment, which was an infantry regiment that could fight together, and even actively formed close battle groups to resist the enemy.

He took off his military cap and held out his hand to the second lieutenant. "The commander of the Twelfth Regiment of Gray Garloen, Sakata. Heng Ze, the emperor is above, we need to cooperate. ”

The second lieutenant replied. "Skadi, you just need to know this, sir, for my command is worthless compared to that of a lieutenant colonel."

"Don't belittle yourself, your will is like a jewel on a golden throne, lieutenant." Commander Sakata could only look at the badge on the second lieutenant's shoulder to determine his only clear intelligence, the rank.

There is no shortage of such unsung heroes in Skadi, and everyone doesn't really care about their names in battle, as long as they can sacrifice their loyalty and life to the emperor, and vent bullets and death for heresy.

The 113th Regiment of Volaksia also had a heroic sympathy with the 1st Pangia Armored Regiment, but after their discussion in this battle, it was decided that the armored battle group could not be activated.

Their enemies are not human, the Space Marines are not short of heavy firepower, and the city battles are full of surprises and accidents, and it would be a considerable loss for the traitor Space Marines to destroy any of the Imperial War engines with their damn heretical weapons.

The Red Pirates have fallen into the D-Sector of the Hive Capital with complex terrain, and the hive worlds created by the Mechonists are different from the standard Hives, and their goal is to prioritize the transportation of large quantities of supplies like blood vessels, rather than habitation, so it is not large, but it is accessible in all directions.

If the Imperial Guard can't stop the traitors like the virus, the Chaos Space Marines will wander around the world and plunder like a disease.

The Imperial Guard is like white blood cells, but in other words, they need to face the situation that they need to deploy to the main roads of the city in a very short time to block the enemy's attack, which means that they need to evacuate their manpower, so that a complete blockade of the city will only have 1,000 people stationed on a main road.

And although the cathars of this world can help, the character of the Mechonist is not good in terms of cooperation, the strength of a thousand people is not strong, and it is also destined that the branch of the Imperial Guard will be attacked, and then generate a lot of losses, just to report that the enemy has appeared there.

Such actions and tactics are very unsuccessful, and it is as if the emperor's currency and human life are expendable to fight, but there is really no better way to do it in a short time.

But the lieutenant thought, "Would Alan Bair agree to such a foolish act here?" The stupid tactics used by the loyal men and women of the Empire as signals or sirens in the future.

The second lieutenant has never fought a war of attrition in his life, and it is extremely abnormal in the Imperial Guard, because the strength of human beings is too weak compared to the countless bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods in this universe.

In many cases, humanity directly destroys the enemy with endless wars and logistics, dragging death and blood, or with the powerful firepower of armored regiments, artillery regiments.

Many complex operations are dispensable to the Human Empire, and this military doctrine can deal with 90% of the enemies of the entire galaxy, and most of the aliens or protists of that world will be consumed by the Imperial Fury or the vast productivity of the Empire.

In contrast, most Imperial Guards are quite reluctant to complex tactical planning, because of their large size, the difficulty of large-scale command, and the ease of loss.

Unless the soldiers are extremely high-quality and have a strong will to fight, even if the queue is dispersed, there will be no rout and despair, and there will be no rout and despair, and they can charge at the countless monsters in this dark universe, most of the tactics are empty.

And such an Imperial Guard regiment is one of the few in the entire galaxy, all of them are the pillars and backbones of the Empire, and most ordinary Imperial Guards will only choose the above tactics.

Procrastinate, consume, wait.

But Skady was not, they had fought orcs in the uncommunicated forests, slain enemies in dominated hives, and even routed red pirates, so much so that the second lieutenant had come up with a bold battle at this critical juncture.

It can even be said to be crazy, at least absolutely crazy in the eyes of Captain Sakata.

The second lieutenant said. "I refuse, deploying soldiers to the intersection means that if the path of the edge area is approached by the enemy, our soldiers will not have time to set up cover, they will directly contact the Space Marines face to face, and in the case of a numerical disadvantage."

Head Sakata asked. "What do you mean?"

The second lieutenant replied. "They will die, I can't shine the emperor's currency so much, I refuse such an action."

Head Sakata shook his head. "If we can't hold back the enemy, then they will spread, and the world will never be able to return to the sky."

The second lieutenant knew they didn't have time to grind, so he spoke directly.

"I'm going to have a city street fight with those Space Marine traitors, and the Skadians will crush those things, just like before."

Sakata scolded directly. "I know your miracle, but it's in the forest, and it's the nest capital, and it's different from the time you did!"

The second lieutenant looked at the regimental commander without evasion. "It's the same, it's exactly the same, Skadi is all from the nest, this time we're home, the reality is that if we can't defeat the heretics here, the defensive line will be easily breached, sir!"

Sakata looked at the young man in front of him, he looked at the clock that kept beating, there was no choice, he had to choose a tactic, no matter what...

But he saw the straight soldiers standing behind the ensign, all of them were miracles of the emperor, all heroes, they were strong-willed, loyal, strong, and, outrageously equipped.

He realized that he couldn't stop the young man in front of him, so he could only take a deep breath. "Go ahead, go try! Skady people! ”

(End of chapter)