Chapter 2 Leaving Home
The mobilization was extremely efficient. He was taken to the starport on just the next day. Several huge starships were parked at the port. He could not pronounce their names. He only knew that he would be taken to his planet by a small transport ship. moon.
Then the rest of life will be a two-month military training on the planet's moon, Edda.
Alan Bair was among the crowd enjoying the sunshine that filtered through the spire on the top floor of the hive. He never thought that he would enjoy the real sun that he had not seen for a long time under such circumstances, that is... to become an Astra Militarum.
Normally speaking, the Astra Militarum should be the most powerful PDF personnel in the hive city. They have good professional qualities and are resolute as soldiers. Instead of them, they are a group of hive city citizens.
Because the Astra Militarum represents the name of this imperial world, the 3rd Skadi Infantry Regiment, what an honor it is, how can it be allowed to be held by civilians?
This may represent two situations. First, the war is ongoing and fierce, even destroying the entire original Skadi Infantry Regiment, causing emergency mobilization.
Second, the planetary governor offended the big shot in collecting taxes, which made him make this little joke.
There is no doubt that joining the Astra Militarum is a good thing. Alan Bayer looked at the familiar faces around him, all of whom were colleagues working in his factory. Now they don't need to go hungry or work long hours, but can have enough to eat...
But he still prayed silently that they would not go to the battlefield too soon.
At this moment, the training time is only two months, which is only enough time for you to learn how to use a laser gun. When he is squeezed into the huge team of Astra Militarum reservists, he changes into the Astra Militarum in the changing room vacated for them in the hive city. Clothing and a set of equipment were provided, but laser guns, commonly known as flashlights, were only issued at the satellite training ground.
In the overcrowded locker room, he changed clothes among the crowd. Here you really have to worry about whether you will wear the wrong shoes, socks, tops, pants, etc. of others. It's fine. As long as they fit well, the socks are really good Embarrassed.
And after Alan Beyer put on this capable and hard-armored combat bulletproof suit, he felt burdened and worried again. It was so tight... Why was the clothes of the person next to him so baggy?
However, this thing is enough to resist any gun fire in his previous life. Even a shotgun can be as powerful as a tank. But when faced with the monsters in the galaxy, this is just a vest.
The people who had changed their clothes followed the team forward. The transport planes left one by one and came back again, drawing tracks in the starry sky. The team slowly dissipated.
There are over 100,000 people in this group, which is so huge that it is hard to imagine. Can this be called a conscription?
And this time the target does not include the people under the hive city, only half of the middle-level young adults in the hive city, and there are several groups of soldiers who have left before and are yet to come.
How many people! They were crowded like insects at the port, waiting for their fate to be slaughtered.
The Anglican priest shouted from a high platform with a loudspeaker-like device that your enemies are just uncivilized aliens! The empire is at its strongest, and you will not sacrifice, but will triumph with honor.
Kai, you old man, Kai came before the Emperor, right?
Of course, Alan Bayer could only think about it in his heart. After all, the priests of the Anglican Church are all veterans, and those who can retire in the Astra Militarum are probably real fierce men.
Just the modified laser gun on his waist can easily smash his own head.
When the long queue is over, the narrow space in the transport plane is crowded with people, just like the full subway in the world before, but fortunately you will not be required to stand.
This should be the number of a row, about a hundred people, crowded here. If you think of it this way, the people here will be your "family" from now on.
At least they are the only family members who share the same home planet.
The platoon leader here is an old face. He was a quite gangster in the hive city and a member of the gang. Now he has removed the exaggerated makeup and gothic decorations on his face and shouted.
"You can now open the package and eat directly if you need to eat. This is also part of the training. We don't have much time on how to use CRP combat rations."
"If you don't know how to eat, you will starve. I will only teach you this once, now open the package!"
At this moment, Alan Bayer had time to see what was in the package he was sent.
These complicated, inclusive, and thoughtful things make people feel that the will of the God Emperor is put into this package because it is in it.
Yes, a laser gun repair kit, including holy cleansing oil and a cloth freshly blessed by the Mechanicus.
Two spare laser gun batteries.
Three days of nutrient-rich synthetic food rations.
A Beginner's Guide to Imperial Infantry.
A roll of toilet paper, water bottle, sacred cleansing tablets.
Two pairs of socks, an undershirt, two standard underwear, and a raincoat.
Medical kits distributed by guards, including blessed tonics.
Sleeping bag and canvas, razor, shaving foam, toothbrush and toothpaste.
and a miscellaneous bag containing plates, cups, bowls and a set of spoons, forks, and knives, which the soldiers of the 3rd Skadi Infantry Regiment often call a FRED, a ridiculously broken eating device.
It is complicated, allows people to survive in the wild, and is useful. There is also a buckle on his belt to store the laser gun battery. The bayonet position is probably empty, a multifunctional knife and a water bottle.
A hamster-like sound came from the cabin. Everyone couldn't help being hungry and began to eat the starch cubes in the package.
Following the command of the company commander, Alan Bayer unpacked the package. He was already starving. He was almost the first person to open the can naturally. Maybe it was because the first meal contained a piece of canned Glocks meat. , it was so fragrant, Alan Bayer's eyes turned green when he saw the white oil solidifying on it, which had been starved for three weeks.
Others were not that good, but after all, they were now part of the Astra Militarum, so they still waited patiently for the self-heating equipment to start.
To be honest, he didn't really know if being a soldier was a good thing, but the canned meat was certainly inspiring.
When the fork stirs the moist oil and eats the starch chunks, this long journey becomes enjoyable.
When the spacecraft landed on the satellite, he felt the touch of slowing down. He looked up and saw his hometown, a huge brown icy planet hovering outside the transport ship.
As for his destination, the icy satellite, it had long been the base of the Astra Militarum reserve team. A large number of traces of human casting dyed it metallic color. When the ship landed, the soldiers lined up and walked out.
Here, in the still narrow human creation, there are other soldiers crowded together, looking at this huge equipment in confusion.
Because their destination was not a port, but a church. The stained glass painted the glorious image of the God-Emperor. The state priest asked the soldiers to open the first page of the "Introduction Guide to Imperial Infantry" and read the canon above after him.
The people from the Ministry of Military Affairs led several veterans and strangely dressed political commissars to ask the soldiers one by one about their belief in the empire, and issued a laser gun with a silvery light that Alan Bayer thought about day and night.
The following content is a scam to sign a contract. It is recommended to start reading from Chapter 6.
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