Chapter 33: Arms
However, this battle, which in principle was supposed to be a training battle, turned into a bloody gladiatorial battle.
But it did not stop, because Soshyan remained silent.
"Hiss..."
Farzad's head shook, and his previously sparkling eyes gradually became dull.
Before he could recover, Armin used a storm of fists to stagger and spin him until he knelt on the ground.
Suddenly, a wave of praise, shouts and laughter resounded throughout the training room.
These sounds ricocheted on the railings and were reflected by the roof, making the entire compartment vibrate with echoes. The recruits were all excited by the fierce battle.
The noisy sound was so loud that it blurred the panicked footsteps of the surrounding servants.
Armin was still attacking, and before Soshyan came over to separate them, he gave his opponent another bone-breaking uppercut.
His style is completely different from that of Farzad. He does not play tricks on his opponents, but completely defeats them when given the opportunity. This is what Soshiyan wants to see.
In actual combat, the relatively weak Armin can survive longer than Farzad.
“Enough.”
Soshiyan growled lowly, pulled Armin up from the staggering and dizzy Farzad, and threw him back to the other end of the room.
Soshyan was far stronger than any of them even without the power armor, let alone the one he was currently wearing.
"This is an equipment training, not a fight!"
When Armin struggled to get up, Soshyan had already lifted Farzad against the wall. The recruit who had yelled before They also fell silent.
At this time, Armin felt pain all over his body, and blood dripped from his broken forehead, drawing a hot track.
He felt exhausted and hurt all over, as if he had been severely injured, but he felt great.
Farzad on the other side has gained some consciousness, although his head is still hanging down and his eyes are blurred.
"This is so stupid!"
Soshiyan was still roaring.
"You newcomers, do you want me to beat you to eliminate your stupidity? Your performance makes me very dissatisfied! If you are on the battlefield, you will die very quickly! And you will die very quickly. Very shameful!”
“Captain, we will strengthen training”
The third squad leader Ustad spoke. Compared to the previous two squad captains, he Seeming slightly mediocre, the only reason Soshyan chose him was that he served 10 years earlier than most recruits.
"I...I can still fight."
As he spoke, Farzad leaned against the wall as if he was drunk and said slowly.
Armin smiled and limped towards his opponent. After Soshyan looked at them both, he slapped the wall heavily.
"Take care of yourselves! Next time I want to see a more mature fight, so you must train hard!"
After saying that, Soshiyang strode out. In the training room, he threw this mess to the three team captains and left.
Before Farzad fell to the ground again, Armin caught him and lifted him up hastily.
“As I said, I’m fast enough to deal with you.”
Looking at the face that was also covered in blood, Farzad’s vision was finally no longer blurry. The blood gushing from the wound had already condensed and turned black.
Although he was very reluctant, he had to admit that he had indeed lost, due to his carelessness and arrogance.
He will take note of this lesson. "Just this once, my brother,"
Farzad grinned with great effort, revealing a row of teeth soaked in blood,
"This will never happen again."
Armin also made a similar sound. A low, hearty laugh filled with joy, and then the two warriors clasped their right fists, their bruised fingers firmly intertwined.
Bloodshed is not a bad thing. The anger of being driven away from the monastery fortress and home planet has been suppressed in their hearts. A hearty fight can release this pressure.
Maybe they will still be competitors in the future, but in the intersection of sweat and blood, they also experience the precious brotherhood. After all, they control the future of the war group.
After hearing the laughter in the training room, Soshiyang secretly breathed a sigh of relief. At least things were developing well.
After leaving the training room, Soshyan came to the temporary armory built on the upper deck. The servitors at the door gave way to a path as he approached.
When the heavy gate opened, Soshiyang saw a row of polished bolters on the weapons rack. These were all stocked in the fortress armory, and some were world engines. Weapons of fallen warriors in battle, these weapons are undergoing inspection and maintenance.
Higher behind the weapon rack is a rack for storing power armor. A considerable part of it is broken and worn. These are also recycled power armor and need to be repaired and reassembled.
And all of this fell on the shoulders of one person, Li Ke Rogris.
Soshyan passed through the weapons rack and came deeper into the armory, where a red figure was wandering around a behemoth. The servo arm on his body flashed a burst of electric sparks from time to time, dotting on the behemoth. Bump.
As if aware of someone approaching, the voice raised its waist and turned its head.
"Chapter Commander, you are here."
"How is it."
Soshiyang pointed at the big guy and asked in a serious tone.
It was a pair of Terminator armor, cavalry type. It was exactly the one Fulo wore before. The Ultramarines found it from the ruins. Although it was dilapidated, it was still handed over to Sosh. Young, and along with it were the remains of three other Terminators.
Leco Rogris glanced back, and then his servo arm clicked on the Terminator's abdomen, right leg, and left chest.
"Although the damage is serious, the key servo system has not been damaged. This is the only thing to be thankful for, and the position generator is also intact."
Soshiyang can see that , where he touched, those armor plates were newly attached.
"I replaced part of the metal fiber muscles and a small amount of transmission. These were all removed from the other three pairs. Their servo systems were severely damaged and there is not much repair value anymore... At least my current one The ability cannot be repaired."
As he said that, Li Ke Rogris sighed.
"I hope my rough craftsmanship did not offend the machine spirit."
"You have done a good job."
Soshiyang stepped forward and looked at This Terminator, with obvious signs of repair, recalls the sacrificed soldier.
"Chapter Commander, do you want to try it? It is ready for use now."
Rogris said, pressing the button on the side, the terminator's eyepiece flashed immediately, and then a message There is a buzzing sound as the server starts up.
"No, I'm not qualified to control it now."
Soshiyang shook his head. This was not because he was humble, but because the Terminator was not like power armor. As long as it was transplanted The black carapace allows you to move freely when you wear it.
In fact, if you want to wear a terminator, you must first receive special training, otherwise even movement will be a problem.
Soshiyan has not received Terminator-related training, so he will not try it. After all, this is the only Terminator armor in the Chapter.
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