Chapter 535 The first training of new recruits (Part 1)
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Flen Galaxy, Gages Star, Blood Wilderness
Bahram drove the motorcycle as far as he could Controlling the maximum speed, he sprinted across the plains. Although the dust rising behind him marked his position like a flag, he had already passed the stage of covert action.
At full throttle, he climbed a low hill as his respirator sounded an alarm: his filter had begun to clog.
He glanced at the battle bike's rune screen to make sure the engine's air intake wasn't clogged with dust.
Bahram felt as if all his time on Gages, other than fighting, was spent cleaning the air filter and appeasing the motorcycle's machine spirit.
Fortunately, his mount was breathing easily today.
The planet Gages used to be a human colony. It was later occupied by the Greenskin expeditionary force of the Ferron star. Ten years ago, it was conquered by the Ferron system crusade fleet organized by the ascetics.
The main force that conquered Gages was the Astral Knights Chapter.
However, in order to win, many extreme methods were used, which resulted in the further deterioration of the planet's environment. In a short period of time, it lost its colonial value. The empire only established a dozen solid strongholds on the planet's surface to monitor the green skin activities on the planet.
Yes, although the Empire regained the world, the greenskins on the planet were far from being eradicated. It just said that they could not gather into huge groups and could only exist in the form of scattered small tribes.
But the nature of the greenskins will prompt them to continuously gather and unify, so they need to be attacked regularly.
Coincidentally, this has become a good training ground. The auxiliary troops of the Astral Knights conduct actual combat training here all year round, honing their own skills while fighting against large greenskin groups.
Now, it has become the first training place for recruits of the Astral Knights Chapter.
After receiving three months of systematic theoretical training and simulation training, the first batch of successfully transformed recruits began their first practical training.
After arriving at his destination, Bahram almost jumped off the ridge of the mound.
The wheels of the motorcycle were idling on the slippery dirt surface, and the entire vehicle slid down the slope. After reaching the bottom of the slope, he checked the wheel brake, changed gears, and accelerated again.
A trail of dust rose up behind him, covering his ruts.
Hao Mo was on guard near the abandoned water pumping station, and Bahram's eyes discovered his hidden position a few hundred meters away.
He rode up the slope.
In comparison, the ground near the pumping station is harder.
His mount made a joyful sound as it sprinted toward the pumping station, and Bahram parked it beside his friend and turned off the engine.
“You’re late.”
Hao Mo grunted and put his binoculars back into his bag.
Bahram shook off the dust from the battle bike's windshield. Its silver-gray paintwork had been covered by a thin layer of gray.
“Something is following me.”
He jumped off the motorcycle and took a knee to show respect for the machine.
"It should be the green-skinned scout."
"Are you being followed?"
Hao Mo raised his head, the motorcycle's engine was making a ticking sound as it cooled, and loose pieces of rusty iron kept making a sound on the top of the water tower.
"They will be here soon." Bahram nodded.
“We don’t have much time.”
He held the handle of the battle motorcycle and pushed it into the interior of the pumping station. The power given to him by the Emperor still made him He was surprised that this motorcycle was equipped with thick armor and a huge engine, with a total weight of almost a ton, but he had no difficulty pushing it.
This pumping station once continuously pumped water out of the mountain's aquifers, but the groundwater dried up thousands of years ago, and the water cycle followed Gages from a vibrant world to a green-skinned one. The world gradually stops.
The water tanks surrounding it have collapsed, leaving only a ring in the mud.
The situation at the control center is not much better: it has been eroded by weathered dust and is surrounded by small holes caused by wind erosion.
The scouts set up camp in its dilapidated mechanical hall, hiding their motorcycles and camp out of sight of the aliens.
They have two teams, a total of eighteen recruits and two veterans who are responsible for leading them.
One is their company commander, senior veteran Armin, and the other is the mysterious instructor Sol who they admire very much.
Everyone was once very curious about the identity of Instructor Thor, because they all noticed that the chapter leader respected him very much, and his swordsmanship was second to none in the chapter, even before they successfully transformed , all the warriors of the Astral Knights were trained by him.
But there are rumors that Instructor Thor is not an Astral Knight. Of course, this rumor only circulates within the Order of the Astartes. No one knows the specific situation.
But what impressed everyone was that Thor's swordsmanship training was almost a kind of torture for them.
Thousands of mechanical sword swings every day, and pace training that is so boring that it makes people sleepy. In short, this instructor did not teach them any skills, but just used repeated and non-stop training to train certain people. These movements are engraved into their muscle memory.
Everyone was a little confused at first. After Instructor Saul used a wooden stick to knock down all of them holding sharp swords, no one would question his training methods.
In addition to heavy physical and combat training, the rest of their time is spent meditating in the church, or going to the archives to learn knowledge-including the history of the empire, the history of the chapter, and certain alien information, etc.
This kind of life can no longer be described as boring. They have no personal time, no rest, no entertainment, everything is just to sharpen their body and spirit.
But this is the Astartes, they all exist for war.
"For the Emperor" is by no means an empty slogan.
"Bahram."
Armin seemed to have spotted Bahram before he arrived. He was talking to the five recruits of Bahram's squad, writing something in the gray dust on the ground.
As soon as Bahram entered the room, Armin stood up and called him over.
The young scouts need to train for many years before they can go on the battlefield. Although they already have superhuman physiques, they have not yet been transplanted with black carapace, and they cannot wear matching power armor.
Only when they complete the training as recruits can they truly become an Imperial Angel.
Most importantly, Bahram couldn't wait to get his hands on a bolter.
"What news is there on the west side of the plain?"
Armin took him into another room to ensure that others could not hear their conversation - although there was no secret involved , but according to regulations, the intelligence of the scouts is only allowed to be reported to superiors, and the recruits must be accustomed to such tactical regulations.
(End of this chapter)