Chapter 300 The Falcon Returning to the Arm
Going back to a period of time before Bordero entered the orc territory, the Chief of Staff's exciting speech was actually not packed with people. Objectively speaking, only soldiers came that time.
At the same time, the officers from Karazha were asking their orderlies to sort out their own affairs, such as spreading out sheets or tidying up, and cleaning their shoes. They were in groups, chatting about the situation of the Skadi people. They knew very well what kind of enemies the orcs were, so they were not optimistic about this battle.
Their legs were crossed and they were wearing pajamas or loose military uniforms. However, it was not that they were not brave. It was just that the long tug-of-war with the orcs made them pessimistic. Empiricism was exerting its vicious curse, making them subconsciously feel that the orcs could not disappear.
They are bored, someone said. "Those Skadi officers don't use orderlies. They require them to do their own things. But I became an officer just to command. If the orderlies can help me save time on taking care of clothes, won't I be able to command in more situations? ”
Some people commented. "Yes, I admit that the Skadi people are great, but they probably can't beat me at cards, because they don't have any orderlies to help them make beautiful little marks on the cards, and mine is the smartest."
But when a sergeant took out two poker cards from his hand and dropped them on the table, the atmosphere of the chat was broken. "12 o'clock."
This is almost the biggest, and it also represents his steal. Others have a chance, but basically it is equivalent to none. Those officers lost interest and did not want to deceive themselves. They scattered the cards in their hands, stopped drawing, and then put a few Handed out a throne coin.
When the winner took the money, he said again. "Why, didn't I say your orderly could help, but I don't have one." He shook his money bag, and there was a jingle inside, which was completely different from the empty bags of those officers.
His words were a bit proud, and at the same time he deliberately revealed his identity. He pointed to the military rank flashing on his neck, second lieutenant, so those people probably wouldn't worry too much.
"A boy from Skadi, how can you..." The officers discussed among themselves and finally came to an obvious conclusion. "You're out of luck!"
"Hit him!" He was furious, but how did they know that the opponent was out? Probably because no matter whether the opponent was out or not, they would be furious because he had earned a large sum of throne coins, which was probably several months' salary. This matter The essence of the matter is not that I want justice, but that I am afraid of running out of money.
The army is allotted food and clothing, but they need to pay servicemen's wages, and also need to buy various things to maintain their dignity. For example, if soldiers drink wild snake wine, they will need Amset, and if soldiers eat synthetic food, they will Just steak and pastries, so the wages of these people cannot be too high.
The second lieutenant has won three or four rounds without losing, with the maximum point being 12, unknowingly draining their flesh and blood. If they cannot maintain what they consider to be aristocratic attitudes, those officers will become paupers. Do they have to eat the same food as the soldiers? live?
Their fists and kicks were even more ferocious than when they dealt with the orcs. After all, the orcs were a matter of life and death, and since face was at stake, the second lieutenant had no choice but to take off his ugly Karazha uniform, revealing the thick and thick armor of the Skadi Imperial Guard. He was wearing smart clothes, and he didn't intend to punch. He just raised the explosive pistol from his belt, pointing the black muzzle at the officers, and there was silence for a moment.
They no longer have the ferocity they had just now, because they can't assemble their own weapons. Even if they do, they will let this matter involve killing, and then they will also be investigated.
The second lieutenant was even more premeditated. "Very good, you are all my soldiers now. I know what you are thinking. Work hard, march slowly, survive the invasion no matter what, and then go back to the lord to pay respects. You can also show off your power by entering the orc territory. , but have you ever thought that it was this attitude that allowed the war to continue for thousands of years?”
"As long as you listen to my orders, the commander of the 5th Skadi Infantry Regiment and the commander of the 113th Armored Regiment of Falaksia, I can give you the money you need in installments to satisfy your desire to be prosperous and wealthy within the army, and I promise you, you don’t need to go to the battlefield to command directly, you just need to give me your military power.”
The officers looked at each other in confusion that time. They couldn't believe this, because according to the empire's standards, inter-regiment commanders must be officers above the rank of colonel. And, although they didn't want to admit it, they did long for such treatment.
At the same time, the ensign was coming menacingly. They had indeed heard that many Imperial Guards did not command according to Imperial standards, so when they were about to give up, someone shouted. "I won't hide behind. I admit that 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 and join the soldiers, and your plans will surely fail. The officers of Karadhar will not be threatened by anyone!"
The ensign smiled. "Then you have some backbone. Remember what you said. Then, do you dare to swear to the emperor?"
The officer hesitated, then took a breath. "Yes, I dare to promise the emperor that I will charge on the front line, just to seize victory."
The lieutenant threw the money bag over, and the man caught the heavy thing. "I still have my money here, but remember your words and promises. If you don't fulfill them, I will shoot you." The second lieutenant emphasized this.
Those officers didn't understand at all why he did this, but they also realized that they were wasting the best plan against the orcs in thousands of years on playing cards and enjoying themselves...
Until the second lieutenant walked out of the cabin and arranged his clothes, he was not sure how effective his actions would be, but it would be nice if he could slightly wake up those guys who were pretending to sleep. Until he walked back to the deck to report the situation, he found Alan Bai I'm not on the bridge.
The mixed voices of the sailors who were constantly cleaning up or the busy members of the Imperial Navy did not cover up the steps of the ensign's military boots. The captain left his post in the midst of his busy schedule and said to the ensign. "It's really a rare visitor. How come an officer who is becoming more and more important in Skadi comes to my office."
"I'm really bothered by my busy schedule. I just came to see the boss to discuss the situation of the officers." said the second lieutenant.
"Those new guys on board? I know that look in their eyes. It's the same look seen in many commanders of the Empire's armies. In this desperate era, someone can realize that the war will hardly stop, if there is any I also choose to enjoy my time, but they can’t tell the difference. The Qing Dynasty came first and then came. "As a former nobleman, he has met many people, and the captain's evaluation is spot-on. This situation is just one of the many serious consequences of the empire, but even if they spend less time on gorgeous clothes, grooming and food, It is of great help to the overall situation of this era.
"Don't worry about those guys, no matter how much they delay us, we will always find a way. Compared to this, you are one of the commanders of ground operations. Look at the auspicious instrument, you should be able to understand it?" The captain's tone may be a bit rude, But after the Empire created the Astral Legion based on Guilliman's Codex, which Guilliman himself didn't like, it has been ten thousand years since they changed from the Solar Auxiliary to the Imperial Navy and Imperial Guard.
It can be said that few of today's lower-level commanders of the Imperial Guard can understand star charts. What's more, even the Imperial vehicles have fortune-tellers, but the battleships and Lemanus's are not at the same level.
Therefore, the second lieutenant stepped into the command point with some uncertainty. The dazzling array of holographic projections, star maps, battleship status, and complex instrument panels always reminded this young man that every captain of a battleship needs to be respected.
"Is it this?" He quickly realized that he had seen it before. Such dashboards were very common when Alan Bayer asked him to assist with ship processing, so the captain was also a little surprised.
"As expected of Lord Skadi's soldiers, did you see that red dot?" he emphasized.
"Bright red?" the second lieutenant asked uncertainly.
"Yes, that is the lair of the orcs, and it is about to enter the range of our naked eyes. But the problem is that we still haven't found the Destruction Eagle, so we need to transmit the radio. So I am waiting for Alan Bair to come back. He and those The hero is most familiar with the tactics, and he also needs to communicate with those giants, but I think you are also a Skadi officer, and you can probably chat with them." The captain knew the temper of the Space Marines, and he didn't want to make cooperation more difficult.
the ensign asked. "How are you sure they are here?"
said the captain. "The instrument sensed many abandoned battleships. They have destroyed many. Didn't you see that the orc fortress was so quiet? They are also living creatures. Although they appear out of thin air, they plunder food or mine metals from other asteroids or plunder promethium. Elements are still necessary, don’t you see? ”
The second lieutenant said belatedly. "Too quiet," he realized. "The Space Marines have blocked the Orks' core routes!"
"Yes! The situation is very optimistic. If this is true, the orcs are actually weak, but I also wonder why the orcs can persist for so long. Without supplies and fighting, internal conflicts will quickly Those guys ate them up." The captain suggested this, but the ensign just spoke impatiently. "Dial the signal!"
The captain nodded, pressed the button, the piston roared, and the electromagnetic signal slowly spread out. In the endless void, it was the encrypted internal communication of the empire, but it was not difficult to detect. As time went on, the Bordeaux had already At the beginning, the orc fortress can be clearly seen. Just as the chief of staff commented, most people's first reaction when they saw it was that it looked like a huge space head.
Compared with that monster, here we are more concerned about what the intermittent electromagnetic signal will bring. One second, two seconds, and soon, a sizzling sound appears. "Fourth... Company of Destruction Eagles..."
The ensign yelled. "The signal is extremely poor! Captain, have you received the coordinates?"
The captain looked at the instrument, then shook his head. "No, it's too vague. What's going on here? Is it caused by the lack of stars or..." This universe is too big, and many situations that humans can't imagine are happening all the time. Is it a lack of stellar radiation, a strong magnetic field somewhere, or a very unusual situation? It was caused by the proximity of the planetary field, and they couldn't tell the difference.
"Damn it." The captain suddenly cursed.
"What's wrong!" The second lieutenant really didn't want to hear about any other nasty accidents.
"How did the orcs crack our encrypted signal? They discovered us! But this encryption is only known to the imperial troops, and they are not even traitors, just aliens!" The captain cursed, and he never expected that there was a person named The madman organization of the Purple Hand uses its huge power and scale to assist those damn orcs!
The Imperial Guard's battleship was too close at the moment. They were originally preparing to approach in a stealth state, but the sudden change caused by this radio caught them off guard. The huge macro cannon on the Orc Metal Fortress was aimed at Bordeaux, in the boundless void. Draw an accurate arc in the darkness.
The violent tremor was just the result of the huge garbage cannon grazing the right side of the Imperial battleship and leaving quite terrifying marks on Bordeaux's paint body.
the ensign shouted. "Counterattack, fire, use light spears, there is only one cannon on that side, we..." Before he could finish his words, a strong bombardment appeared again, and the captain shouted. "Maximum angle!"
The entire ship could feel the strong centrifugal force at this moment, and the body tilted slightly. Such a powerful force was exerted on the entire three-kilometer battleship, and finally drew a beautiful arc in the void and barely escaped the fatal bombardment.
But under such circumstances, the captain's body was soaked with sweat. At this moment, Alan Bayer also came back from the cabin with the chief of staff, shouting. "What happened? Why were we discovered?"
"Counterattack quickly."
The captain didn't have time to explain the ins and outs, so he could only say. "We can't fight back. The enemy's cannons are stuck in the ground. No matter how strong Bordero is, it can't compete with the huge natural asteroid!"
"We can't destroy that fort unless we double our firepower!"
"And such a thing is impossible!"
"Who said it's impossible?!" An unknown voice sounded, a holographic projection appeared, and a flickering spear of light pierced the void, injecting it into the orc's cannon, burning it red.
When they looked at the location, they saw the Space Marines, the Fourth Company of the Destruction Eagles, and their flagship, the Baptismal Fire. After two months of separation, the troops that were supposed to arrive together were finally reunited, but Emperor's blessing, in the end, they didn't have many surprises.
The owner of the voice just now was also the familiar Master Chief of the Eagle of Destruction. He saluted Alan Bair from the holographic projection. "Thank you for the coordinates, and the machine soul of the Baptismal Fire is fast enough. Also, Captain of the Bordero, fire the cannon and the spear!" He looked calm, but he didn't know what he was thinking under the red helmet. What he was wearing and what expression he was wearing made people extremely reassured.
Now the captain laughed. "Good job! Fire the torch!" Two rays of light fell from the void, and the power of the light spear dissolved the tattered cannon, taking with it the technical masters who maintained it, or the farts living in the gaps, and even this one The boss of the Evil Moon Orcs and the face of the war leader. (End of chapter)