By the time Creed tempted Klein, the enemy forces had already been routed and gradually annihilated.

By night, the battle was completely over.

Creed left the command building and returned to his comrades, who gathered in a one-man room to chat as usual.

And Creed became the center of attention for all.

"Did you go to work as a staff officer during the day?" The officer asked.

Faced with questions from his superiors, Creed habitually confessed: "Yes. ”

"I know you think they're all good people trying to help them, but I have to warn you that they're actually more suspicious than the enemy, don't you wonder where the technology they use comes from?"

"Don't do that next time."

"This is my last warning to you, you can give a debriefing because they are willing to repair the ship, but not too out of line."

Listening to these warnings, Creed nodded solemnly, and said that he would never be blindly mixed up next time.

Just as Creed was assuring, a local soldier from the nest capital suddenly pushed open the door and invited everyone: "You are all combatants, the commander of the regiment invites you to join the memorial of the war dead for a while, and there will be a dinner later, and you can also watch "The 44th Regiment Holds the Position". ”

"Thanks, but not necessary." The officer immediately refused.

The soldier nodded, closed the door and left.

"Wait...... Creed asked, touching the back of his head, "why are we combatants?" Is it because I went to be a staff officer once? ”

The officer hesitated for a moment, then said, "While you were on your way to the command building, there was a tunnel in the 13th Sector that was suddenly discovered by the enemy, and then we, you know...... By the way, with a helping hand. ”

"Not only as a helper, but one of our companies repelled the attack of at least two regiments of the enemy in the tunnels." A white shield recruit stood up proudly and said.

"I didn't even know about it." Creed was surprised.

"Of course you don't know, the specific battle situation in the 13th district is discussed by several regiment commanders, their command system is not the same as ours, and one regiment can be responsible for many things."

"You even know their chain of command?"

"I had to learn more about the fight and then analyze it. Again...... I'm here to buy some power armor from them for a friendly price. ”

"Okay, okay."

Creed didn't ask any more, just smiled.

The others looked at each other and smiled.

For the people of the Kadian Assault Army, this time in the Tyrone Nest was a holiday, and facing the attack of the two regiments in the tunnels of the Thirteenth District was like entertainment, and everyone was in a good mood.

……

Late at night.

Creed in the room was lying on the bed, his body shaking and rolling, sweat soaking his pillow.

Creed was asleep in his bed, but in his dreams he was at war.

Drop pods streaked across the sky, the roar of cannon fire echoed through the entire planet, and the Titans roared as they advanced.

As the war became more and more difficult, all kinds of bad news were gathered to Creed, who patrolled back and forth to the places where the fighting was most fierce on the front line, showing his gritty side to the soldiers.

But the war is already inevitably lost.

Until a super-large black object slowly fell towards the continental plate of the planet, Creed suddenly woke up and sat on the bed panting hard.

Creed is a native of the Kadians, a galaxy closest to a subspace rift known as the Eye of Fear, where enemies will face the most ferocious attacks whenever an enemy launches an expedition from the Eye of Fear.

As a Kadian, Creed is not afraid of anything, but he, like everyone else in his hometown, has dreamed more than once that Kadian has fallen, but gives him a middle finger to the Eye of Fear in the sky whenever he wakes up to see that Kadian is still standing.

There is no sky to be seen at the bottom of Tyrone's nest, and it is not a Kadian here, but Creed still raises his middle finger upwards: "Kadian is standing. ”

Creed fell down and went back to sleep, but he couldn't sleep, so he went to the roof at the top of the building to let out the air, and took a cigar from his bosom and put it in his mouth.

Soon the second person came to the rooftop again, and Creed found that it was Qin Mo who came.

Under Creed's puzzled gaze, Qin Mo walked to the railing and pointed to the street.

A ceremony is taking place in the streets.

The Orbital Dockyard was completed, and all the people in the city and all the soldiers of the First Army poured into the streets, escorting the ashes of the previous war dead to the Orbital Dock.

If you're looking for a perfect place to watch the ceremony, there's nothing better than the rooftop of a tall residential building with tens of thousands of people living there.

"There's an acquaintance of mine in there." Qin Mo stared at the large box containing the ashes and said, "A company commander who admired me very much died in this war. ”

"May his soul return to the Golden Throne." Creed said.

Qin Mo continued to watch without saying a word.

Creed, on the other hand, recalled the information he had collected about Qin Mo these days, he knew what Qin Mo had experienced before, knew that he was a survivor of the 44th Regiment, and knew that he was running everywhere to stabilize the defensive line......

Creed thinks that it is difficult for such a man who turned the tide of war not to be expected and admired by everyone, and it is not difficult to imagine what those soldiers who have retained military discipline but are unconditionally obedient think in their hearts.

And Qin Mo is not a ruthless ruler, although the city is full of drones, people do live a good life.

Every civilian family was able to have a clean house to live in, with fresh water and food, which was unimaginable in other nest capitals.

"You can leave when the Orbital Dockyard is ready." Qin Mo suddenly said, "As a reward for your participation in the battle in the Thirteenth District, I will issue each of you a set of power armor. ”

After listening, Creed nodded: "I will also help you establish a sound officer training system, as well as tactics suitable for you, I will do my best." ”

"Aren't you afraid I'm a heretic?" Qin Mo asked.

Creed shook his head. He felt from the bottom of his heart that Qin Mo was not a heretic, even though the technology he was using was indeed very strange and suspicious.

Then Creed suddenly remembered that when he first came to the Tyrone Nest Capital, he instinctively wanted to go to the Lair, he thought that he was not a person who was easy to trust others, but he trusted everyone in the Tyrone Hive very much.

"I'm not good at training the army, and I don't have a clue about how to train military talents, and you've helped me a lot." Qin Mo turned his head to look at Creed, and said in a calm tone, "You can make a request to me." ”

Creed wanted to refuse, saying that he could fix the ship, but something suddenly occurred to him, so he swallowed his refusal back.

Under Qin Mo's gaze, Creed slowly asked, "What are you going to turn the Tyrone System into?" ”

"A safe and impregnable fortress system, where everyone is prepared for war, just like you Kadian. Everyone can find their place, even the nest will not be chaotic, order exists in every corner of the three worlds of Tyrone, even the darkest and most remote place in the bottom nest. Qin Mo said.

Creed nodded and pondered for a while, then asked, "Will you fight for the Emperor?" ”

"I'm only going to fight for humanity." Qin Mo said frankly.

Hearing this answer, Creed was angry at first, then suddenly calmed down and nodded.

Both were silent.

It wasn't until the procession of escorting the ashes grew farther and farther away until it was nowhere to be seen, that Creed spoke: "I don't ask you for anything, I just have an agreement." ”

"Say." Qin Mo nodded.

Creed stared at Qin Mo's eyes and said solemnly, "I think you will definitely have a strong army and fleet in the future, so my request is for you to help Kadian when he is in the most critical situation." Can you say yes? ”

In Qin Mo's opinion, this request was no different from nothing, because he knew that in the future, Chaos War Commander Abaddon would launch the thirteenth Black Expedition to attack Kadian. He could not sit idly by and watch the fall of Cadian with its blackstone obelisk, and no matter whether the future Lord of the Most High Castle, Creed, would call for help, it would inevitably arrive in Cadian.

Because the Blackstone Obelisk has the effect of inhibiting subspace, Qin Mo, who hates subspace extremely much, cannot sit idly by and watch the subspace rift expand.

So of course, Qin Mo agreed without hesitation: "At that time, you only need to send someone to say a word to me." ”

"Say what?" Creed asked.

"Say: Kadian asks for help." Qin Mo replied, "And I will say: Tyrone will respond." ”

At this time, Creed nodded vigorously, and then suddenly felt a sense of fate, he felt that his arrival in the Tyrone system might not be just an accident.

Just when Creed wanted to ask Qin Mo and let the many doubts in his heart be answered, Qin Mo had already turned around and left.