Chapter 35 The above sentence, imprisonment.
In fact, the outpost is not far from Karu City. It can be reached by walking on flat ground in about an hour. Alan Bair's first march took so long entirely because of his novice.
But the second time was obviously much smoother. Although they were covered in dirt and their bodies were dirty, the soldiers and most of the weapons arrived in front of the city, and the greenskins were also hindered by the explosion and could not get here for a long time.
The guards looked down from Gaosong's battlements. A large number of defensive equipment formed the iron walls here. However, this was still not a fortress world, but a small hive city set up to ensure that the residents of the empire were not killed by the harsh environment. A foundation whose existence can be traced back to the Dark Ages.
The huge city like a spire is wrapped in steel and concrete, and a large number of spaceships shuttle back and forth to the star port at the top to ensure the transportation base and prevent a large number of fighting soldiers from dying of hunger and lack of supplies.
A large number of buildings in the city are like the former nest of Alan Bair, but there are no lower floors or ground floors, and there is no suffocating lack of oxygen. The vents can discharge fresh air in, but it still has no sunlight.
After showing their military rank, Lieutenant Alan Bair's troops entered the inner city. It was a small matter for the Astra Militarum garrison platoon to come back. They were quickly investigated and questioned in various ways, but under Alan Bair With the emphasis, they got the opportunity to meet the major general in an armored vehicle.
Of course, thanks to Alan Beyer’s staff... staff... should I say teacher or colleague? However, the staff are all school-level officers, and Aylan also has many privileges. This is the Astra Militarum...
No, this is the empire. It is a good thing to be extremely comfortable when being covered. Otherwise, all that is waiting for Alan Bayer is rejection again and again.
He took John with him, sat on the Chimera, and walked through the complicated lower floor again to the open and empty upper floor, in the church's command room (original relic room).
He waited for a long time until the corporal who picked him up let them in.
Here he saw his ultimate boss, who had a big belly, wore gorgeous clothes, and had a lot of mechanical modifications on his body, probably for his overwhelmed heart or some other organ.
A huge map was spread out in the middle of the command room, but the so-called major general didn't even look at him.
Golden statues of saints and martyrs, as well as heavily bound books of prayers for the Human Emperor, were pushed to the sides of the room, giving it the appearance of a war room decorated with cluttered religious decorations.
Perhaps the Command believed that if they planned battles in the likeness of so many Imperial heroes, the Emperor would bless their efforts to rid the world of Greenskins.
Maybe even divine intervention in their time of need.
The officers were leaning around the table as if discussing grand strategy, as if the fate of the entire empire depended on the decisions they made in this moment. short
And Major General Nilom is reading a data tablet.
But he and John still wanted to salute him, but before Major General Nico Nilom opened his mouth, the female staff officer next to him shouted.
"You abandon the outpost and treat it as evasion!"
John immediately retorted. "We have important information, sir! The green-skinned troops have been united, and they also have heavy walking mechas!"
"The one with four claws!"
The female staff officer skillfully waved away her long black coat, smoothly pulled out her gorgeous gold-encrusted bolt pistol from the holster and pressed it against John's head.
"You soldier, do you know etiquette? You must obey absolutely! Do you want to be disrespectful to your superiors?"
Major General Nico Nirom took a sip of the Amsek wine on the table and said slowly. "Staff, go get some steaks or something, don't be too angry, and you guys, just report to me now."
"Yes!" Alan Beyer and John replied. They got closer and saw that the major general had crossed out something on the tablet, which read Golo meat field rations.
Alan Bair swallowed and said. "Sir, Outpost No. 3 has been occupied by orcs. At the last moment, I blew it up, taking with it enough orcs to destroy the city."
But there was no so-called destruction in the ears of the major general. There was only the fact that the second lieutenant abandoned the mission and destroyed the outpost.
"Why not send a flare?" he asked.
Alan Bair answered immediately. "Because of the heavy walking body, we can't hinder that monster engine! We have no anti-armor equipment!"
The female staff officer suddenly said, "According to the regulations of the Astra Militarum, the penalty for retreating without a superior order is death."
"The punishment for cowardice is at the discretion of the staff, but the death penalty may also be imposed."
"As senior staff officer, I am authorized to render immediate judgment and carry out the death penalty."
"Madam!" John said angrily, "I swear in the name of the Golden Throne, and in the name of the Emperor himself, I left the outpost and came back here, and took countless aliens with me. If I was a deserter, why should I come back?"< br>
The major general was a little unsure. He drank wine and pursed his lips. After all, disobedient soldiers are not suitable for the Astra Militarum...
He finally spoke. "Second Lieutenant Alan Bair will be detained on the pretext of unauthorized action. Let's forget about it as it is. Disband your unit where you are and replenish personnel to other platoons."
Alan Bayer's face was ashen, but this was the best situation. He raised his hands and asked the staff to handcuff him and wait to go to the dungeon.
Mr. John said urgently. "Sir, me too, I also agree and organized this operation, let me go in together!"
Such a loyal speech is of no use. For the staff, it is just a matter of handcuffs, while strategic matters are...
Are outposts important?
Important, it is the marginal tentacle for the Astra Militarum to continue to take root, but it is not that important. In contrast, the action and ideas shown by Alan Bair make the major general worried about his position.
That's right, he was imprisoned just because he performed well and used so few resources to achieve so many effects!
When the guards were about to take them out of the command room and put them in a prison that would never see the light of day, Alan Bair sighed.
He didn't care about himself, but lamented that his guys were about to be disbanded. They were all loyal and strong soldiers, but the fourth platoon seemed to be over here...
Until…
The door to the command room suddenly opened. It was a panting staff officer, male, with a decent appearance, who seemed to like eating and loving Chimera.
He took out a report, the ink on it was not yet dry, and scrawled on it was a plan to retreat and install explosives and instructions on how to defeat the Greenskin Army.
"Major General, I ordered him to act like this, untie my soldier, and now he is returning to the company!" The staff officer was panting, holding on to the table, and kept complaining in his heart that he had got some weird subordinates... (End of this chapter)< br>