Chapter 23 Veteran
The march began. The Catachans didn't understand why the lieutenant colonel would bring a gentle star. Even Alan Bair himself didn't know. But when they saw Alan Bair's firearms, they already agreed with him and the Imperial Guard. Veteran members of the army drew an equal sign.
It's not that they haven't cooperated with those people. Although they still call them gentle stars, it has to be said that Catachan still has a little respect for those soldiers.
At this moment, when Alan Bair was marching in the forest with Catachan, he found that the so-called training he had done, the so-called stealth, advancement, or all tactical actions, looked clumsy and useless under the actions of Catachan and the others, especially the huge ones. The energy pack left him breathless.
But even so, Catachan noticed that this kid was unexpectedly quiet. He didn't cry or chirp. Although his movements were rough, he was still barely qualified. Of course, in Catachan's eyes, he was on the same level as a five or six-year-old child. , but his will made them consciously slow down.
And they were very lucky that this person seemed to be a veteran, maybe he graduated from Zhongsi Academy or that heretic battlefield. After all, it was not uncommon for real recruits to kill their own people.
They advanced for a long time, probably all afternoon.
The orc camp was not very far away, but to be honest, Alan Bair didn't know how Catachan judged the direction in the forest. He only walked for a whole afternoon, and it felt like he had walked a lifetime.
He tried to walk as fast and as quietly as possible on the road, and then learned Catachan's movements. Although he couldn't instinctively avoid everything that would make him make noise like them, he could still avoid it. most.
Even if the sweat in the completely enclosed carapace is enough for him to take a bath, everything in the forest is stuffy and unbearable.
Now that I think about it, he was also dazzled by the fact that he could act with Catachan, although he returned to the outpost to try to save his teammates.
But there is no doubt that any Astra Militarum will regard the operation with Catachan as an honor, just like being recognized by Kashe Zin of Cadia, it is an honor that many people can't ask for in their lives.
Well, I have to go on the road I chose, especially when it involves the green skin that killed the lieutenant. Alan Bair's inner disgust for the one-eyed man and the honor of the Imperial Guard drive him forward. Driving him to learn anything he could to survive.
But even so, he is very much like the sheep in the Predator, unable to adapt to the speed of reaction to things or many other aspects.
It feels like being squeezed into a group of human-shaped cheetahs, making you breathless.
They soon arrived near their destination, and when night fell, the Catachans found a safe place and sat on the ground. The ground was damp, sticky, and horrible. There were thick dead branches and leaves, and insects kept crawling. move.
Alan Beyer took out his bedding and placed the energy backpack and hell gun on his tarp to prevent them from being damaged by moisture and exploding when fired.
Then start building your own concealment equipment, which is the field tent issued by the Ministry of Military Affairs, which can meet the needs of concealment and combat.
As for Catachan, they had no beds or any equipment. They were just like forest creatures lying on the ground composed of rotten leaves, plant debris, and a large number of insects.
Even though Alan Bayer was covered, he could still feel the squirming and numbing sensations coming from the place where the flesh was touching. It could be bugs or anything. Mosquitoes were also buzzing around his cheeks. The sound kept coming.
The depressive feeling in the forest transcends the trenches and watch towers. In the dark place, the only sound is the rustling of the leaves in the wind and the howling of animals.
Alan Bair opened some gaps in the carapace, and a lot of sweat fell and scattered on the ground...
When he recalled it now, he didn't know how he had walked such a long distance in one afternoon. He only felt that his whole body was sore after resting.
Lieutenant Colonel Avada pushed aside the forest and walked into the distance. There was an orc camp nearby. It was obvious that Catachan would camp in dangerous places. They were used to such crises, just like his hometown. .
Most of the Catachan warriors ignored Alan Bair. As a new recruit, Alan Bair couldn't understand their sign language. The sign language across regiments was completely different, so he could only stand by, stand by, and continue to stand by. .
After a while, he heard a sound like a click, click, maybe a beetle, maybe something else.
The sound caused him to look left and right, but he soon noticed that it was the sound of a Catachan warrior holding a small, simple mechanical device, like a round lid, and tapping the mechanism on it with his fingers.
There is no doubt that this should be the communication method of a certain Catachan, but Alan Bair did not understand. The warrior gestured with his fist turning into a sharp blade and slashing through the air...
After a moment, Alan Bayer realized that he was communicating with himself, but it was too late. The soldier approached silently and spoke words.
Alan Bair was even a little surprised. It turned out that Catachan could really speak High Gothic. He thought that Catachan was a completely silent troop. However, his surprise soon turned into a slight irritation, because the soldier spoke .
"Do you, your f*cking gentle star, understand sign language? Imperial Guardsman, haven't you trained the sign language of other regiments?"
Alan Bayer replied stiffly. "I have taken the sign language of our regiment to heart."
"And I'm not from Mild Planet, I'm a soldier from Skadi."
The veteran quickly realized that the young man in front of him was an out-and-out recruit.
"Okay, stay here and try not to move."
"I hope you know where your weapon is shooting, and don't hit me. I thought all veterans who can be issued with hell guns are veterans. Are you the child of that noble?"
"But no matter what, stay here, I'll be back soon." The veteran said almost to himself, not caring about Alan Beyer's feelings.
The veteran led the Catachans into the forest. When the dark environment came, Alan Bair felt that the depression here was even more intense. He seemed to be being taken care of by others. While in the forest, the Catachans seemed to have slowed down. pace.
But it all took too long…
Alan Bair then tentatively emerged from his sheltered place, which the other soldiers called "the hole."
And he saw the vague figure of the Lieutenant Colonel wielding a power fist. When his eyes adjusted and adapted to the darkness here.
He saw that Lieutenant Colonel Alda's body was not only covered in camouflage, but also spattered with blood, almost glowing slightly in the darkness.
That's the blood of orcs...(End of Chapter)