Rewind the clock to a time before Pordero stepped into orc territory, and the Chief of Staff's rousing speech was not actually full, objectively speaking, only soldiers came.

At the same time, the officers from Karaza were asking their orderlies to tidy up their own affairs, such as spreading out the sheets or tidying up, and cleaning their shoes, and they were in groups of three or five, and they talked about the situation of the Skadians, they knew very well what kind of enemy the orcs were, so they were not optimistic about this battle.

Legs crossed, wearing pajamas or loose uniforms, but they are not unbrave, but the tug-of-war with the orcs for too long makes them pessimistic, and empiricism is playing its vicious curse, making them subconsciously feel that the orcs cannot disappear.

They're bored, someone said. "Those Skady officers don't use orderlies, they ask them to do their own things, but didn't I become an officer just to command, if orderlies can help me save time taking care of my clothes, wouldn't I be able to command miles in more situations?"

Someone commented. "Yes, I admit that the Skadis are great, but they probably can't beat me on the cards, because there are no orderlies to help them make nice little marks on poker, and mine is the smartest."

But when a sergeant draws two pokers from his hand and lands them on the table, the atmosphere of the chat is broken. "12 o'clock."

This is almost the biggest, and it also means that he steals food, others have a chance, but basically it is equivalent to nothing, those officers are disinterested, they don't want to deceive themselves, they scatter the cards in their hands, no longer draw them, and then hand out a few throne coins.

And when the one who had won had taken the money, he said: "Why, didn't you say your orderlies could help, but I didn't." He shook his money bag, which was tinkling, very different from the empty bags of the officers.

His words were a little smug and at the same time deliberately revealing his identity, he pointed to the rank that flashed on his neck, second lieutenant, so those people probably didn't have too many scruples.

"A boy from Skadi, how are you—" The officers discussed with each other, and at last came to an obvious conclusion. You're out of thousands! ”

"Beat him!" Angry, but how do they know that there are thousands on the other side, probably because no matter whether the other side is out or not, they will be furious because he has earned a large sum of throne coins, about a few months' salary, the essence of this matter is not to think of justice, but to be afraid of no money.

In the army, food and clothing are allocated, but they need to pay the wages of the orderlies, and they also need to buy various things to maintain their dignity, such as the soldiers who drink wild snake wine and they want Amset, and the soldiers who eat synthetic food, they need steak and pastries, so the wages of this group of people must not be high.

The second lieutenant has won three or four games without losing at the maximum point of 12, and unknowingly squeezed their blood and bones, if they can't maintain what they think is an aristocratic attitude, those officers have become poor ghosts, do they have to eat and live with the soldiers?

They punched and kicked each other, even more fierce than when dealing with orcs, after all, orcs are related to life and death, and this relationship face, the second lieutenant can only fade the ugly Carraza sister uniform on his body, revealing the thick and capable clothes of the Skadi Imperial Guard, and he didn't want to punch, but just raised the deflagration pistol from his belt, and the muzzle of the black hole was pointed at those officers, and he was silent for a moment.

They don't have the ferocity they had just now, because they can't use their own weapons, and even if they had, they would have made this matter involve murder, and then they would have been investigated.

The second lieutenant was even earlier than premeditated. "Very good, now you are all my soldiers, I know what you think, grind the foreign workers, march slowly, drag through the invasion no matter what, survive, and then go back to the lord to make a difference and show off your power by stepping into the so-called orc territory, but have you ever thought that this is the attitude that has allowed the war to last for thousands of years?"

"As long as you listen to me, the commander of the 5th Infantry Regiment of Skady and the commander of the 113th Armored Regiment of Foraxia, I can give you the money you need in installments to satisfy your desire to be prosperous and prosperous within the army, and I promise you that you do not need to go to the battlefield to command directly, but only give me the military power."

The officers looked at each other that time, and they couldn't believe it, because the imperial standard can be cross-regimental commanders how can they also be officers above the rank of colonel, and, although they don't want to admit it, they do crave such treatment.

At the same time, the second lieutenant was menacing, and they had indeed heard that many Imperial Guards did not command according to imperial standards, so they were about to give up, but someone shouted. "I'm not going to hide behind, and I'll admit we don't want to have a login war with the orcs, but that doesn't mean I don't hate them!"

"I will go to the battlefield, with the soldiers, and your plan will inevitably fail, and the officers of Karaza will not be threatened by anyone!"

The lieutenant smiled. "Then you are a bit backbone, remember what you said, and then, do you dare to swear to the emperor?"

The officer hesitated, then took a breath. "Yes, I dare, assure the Emperor that I will charge at the front line just to seize the victory."

The lieutenant tossed the money bag over, and the man caught the heavy thing. "There's still my money here, but remember your words and promises, and if you don't keep them, I'll shoot you." The second lieutenant emphasized this.

The officers didn't understand why he was doing this, but they realized that they were wasting their best plan against orcs in thousands of years on playing cards and having fun...

It wasn't until the ensign walked out of the cabin and straightened his clothes that he wasn't sure how much his actions would have had any effect, but it would have been nice to wake up the guys who were pretending to be asleep a little, until he walked back to the deck to report the situation, only to find that Alan Baier was not on the bridge.

The mixed voices of the sailors or the busy members of the Imperial Navy who were constantly cleaning did not obscure the second lieutenant's military boot steps, and the captain left his post in a hurry, and said to the second lieutenant. "It's really a rare guest, how can Mr. Officer, who is becoming more and more important in Skady, come to my office."

"I'm really bothered in my busy schedule, I'm just here to talk to the boss about the situation of the officers." said the second lieutenant.

"Those new guys? I know the kind of look in their eyes, which is the equivalent of many commanders of the Empire's armies, and in this time of desperation someone can realize that war hardly stops, and if I have time, I will choose to enjoy it, but they are a little confused about coming first and then coming. As a former nobleman, he had seen a lot of people, and the captain's assessment was to the point, and this situation was only one of the many strong wounds in the empire, but even if they were less energetic in gorgeous clothes and grooming and food, it would be a lot of help for the overall situation of this era.

"Don't worry about those guys, no matter how much they delay, we have a way, compared to this, you are one of the commanders of the ground operation, look at the bird divination, you should understand?" The captain's tone may be a little rude, but it has been 10,000 years since the Empire created the Astral Legion with the Kiliman Sacred Codex, which Kiriman himself didn't like, and they went from being a solar auxiliary to the Imperial Navy and Imperial Guard.

It can be said that there are very few grassroots commanders of the Imperial Guard who can understand the star map, not to mention the divination, even if the Imperial vehicles are available, but the battleship and the Riemanus are not of the same level at all.

The second lieutenant stepped into the command point with some uncertainty, and the dazzling holographic projections, star maps, battleship conditions, and complex dashboards reminded this young man that the captain of every battleship needed to be respected.

"Is that it?" He quickly realized that he had seen such dashboards as common when Alan Bair had asked him to assist with the ship's handling, so the captain was a little surprised.

"It's worthy of Lord Skady's soldiers, do you see that red dot?" He stressed.

"Bright red?" The second lieutenant asked uncertainly.

"That's right, it's the orc's lair, and it's about to come into our naked eye, but the problem is that we still haven't found the Destruction Eagle, so we need to send a radio, so I'm waiting for Alan Bail to come back, he is most familiar with those heroes, and his tactics also need him to communicate with those giants, but I think you're also a Skadi officer, so you can probably talk to them as well." The captain knew the temper of the Space Marines, and he didn't want to make it more difficult to work together.

The second lieutenant asked. "How can you be sure they're here?"

The captain said. "The instrument senses a lot of abandoned warships, they have destroyed a lot, don't you see the orc fortress so quiet? They are also living beings, and although they appear out of nowhere, it is still necessary to loot food or mine metals from other asteroids or plunder promarium, and don't you see? ”

The second lieutenant said in hindsight. "It's so quiet." He realized. "Space marines have blocked the core route of the orcs!"

"Yes! The situation is very optimistic, if this is true, the orcs are actually weak, but I also wonder why the orcs can hold out for so long, without supplies, without fighting, internal contradictions will quickly swallow up those guys. The captain asked this, and the ensign just spoke impatiently. Dial the number! ”

The captain nodded, pressed the button, the piston roared, the electromagnetic signal slowly dispersed, in the endless void it was encrypted internal communication of the empire, but it was not difficult to find, and with the passage of time, the Bordero had begun to clearly see the orc fortress, as the chief of staff commented, most people's first glance at it was described as like a huge space head.

And here is more concerned about what the intermittent electromagnetic signal will bring than the monster, a second, two seconds, and soon, the sound of sizzling appears. "The Destruction Eagle Fourth... ......"

The second lieutenant scolded. "The signal is terrible! Captain, did you receive the coordinates? ”

The captain looked at the instrument, then shook his head. "No, it's too vague, what's going on here, is it because there are no stars, or..."This universe is too big, and many situations that humans can't imagine happen all the time, whether it's a lack of stellar radiation or a strong magnetic field somewhere, or it's not caused by a planetary field, they can't tell.

"Damn it." The captain suddenly scolded.

"What's wrong!" The second lieutenant really didn't want to hear any more odious surprises.

"How did the orcs crack our encrypted signals, they found us! But this encryption is only clear to the Imperial forces, and they are not even traitors, just aliens! The captain scolded, and he couldn't have imagined that there was an organization of madmen called the Purple Hand who could use their sheer strength and size to assist the damned orcs!

The Imperial Guard's warships were too close at the moment, and they were about to approach in a stealth state, but they were caught off guard by the sudden change caused by this radio, and the huge cannon on the orc metal fortress was aimed at Bordero, drawing an accurate arc in the endless darkness of the void.

Trembling violently, it was just that the massive garbage cannon grazed the right side of the Imperial battleship and left rather terrible marks on the paint of the Bordero.

The second lieutenant shouted. "Counterattack, open fire, use the light spear, it's only one cannon on that side, we..." Maximum angle! ”

The whole ship could feel a strong centrifugal force at this moment, and the body was slightly tilted, and such a powerful force was applied to the entire three-kilometer battleship, and finally drew a beautiful arc in the void and was able to avoid the deadly bombardment.

But in this case, the captain's body was soaked with sweat, and at this moment Alan Baier also came back from the cabin with the chief of staff, shouting. "What, why were we discovered?"

"Fight back."

The captain did not have time to explain the ins and outs, only to say. "We can't fight back, the enemy's artillery is stuck in the ground, and no matter how strong Poldero is, it can't compete with the huge asteroid of nature!"

"We can't destroy that battery unless we double our firepower!"

"And such a thing, impossible!"

"Who said it couldn't be?!" I don't know whose voice sounded, a holographic projection appeared, and a flickering spear of light pierced the void, instilling it on the orc's cannon, burning it red.

When they looked at the location, it was the Space Marines, the Fourth Company of the Destruction Eagle and their flagship, the Baptism, after a two-month separation, the troops that were supposed to arrive together were able to converge, but the Emperor willing, in the end, they had few surprises.

The owner of the voice just now, who is also the familiar Sergeant of the Hawk of Destruction, saluted Alan Barr from the holographic projection. "Thank you for your coordinates, and for the fact that the soul of the Baptism of Fire is fast enough, and, the captain of the Poldero, hurry up and fire the gun, and light the spear!" He looked calm, and he didn't know what to think or what expression under the red helmet, but it was extremely reassuring.

The captain laughed at the moment. "Well done! Fire the torch! Two rays of light fell from the void, and the power of the Ray Spear dissolved the tattered cannon, along with the tyrant who maintained it, or the fart spirit that inhabited the crevices, and the face of the boss of the Evil Moon Orcs, the leader of the war.

(End of chapter)