Chapter 1077 The enemy has moved
“I have already talked with that gentleman.”
Lennat Meyers naturally knew that the Gray Knight Grand Master was also here, and he had even Had a conversation with the other party.
"Of course, we all respect him."
"Then this matter ends here. You can still track down your targets. If you need help, you can come to me, and I will Try to cooperate, but don’t make trouble for others.”
After saying that, Soshyan took Colonel Stryker and left the inquisitor's cabin, leaving only a pair of angry eyes behind him.
Not long after leaving the Inquisitor's office, Soshyan also said goodbye to Stryker, and told the other party to adjust his troops as soon as possible because the battle was about to begin.
In addition, when the Astral Knights were cleaning up the camp in the Red Sand Mountains, they discovered an ancient armory underground, which actually contained an Emperor's Baneblade. Soshyan also took the opportunity to give that vehicle to Stryker himself.
The joyful Stryker returned to the military camp, and the adjutant immediately reported the relevant situation to him.
“Nothing happened in the cabin. There was a fight over supply distribution, but I intervened to stop it. The commando leader and his two friends went to the armor warehouse and snorted paint thinner and became addicted. One guy passed out and broke his tibia. "
"Didn't I ask for that thing to be locked?"
"They did lock it, but those people still know some tricks, if you know what I mean."
"Let a few of them write a report and then put them in confinement."
"I would like to say that they have learned their lesson-"
"But I will never tolerate this kind of behavior, They have received enough liquor rations, isn't that enough? I will never tolerate people who suck their brains out in my army."
The lieutenant scratched his cheek.
"That's true, sir, but everyone is so bored, and many of them drank all their wine in the first few days."
Strike suppressed his temper , with angry fire in his eyes.
“You have to let them understand this. The Emperor gave them cigarettes and spirits for entertainment, but if they fail to live up to this sacred gift, then no one can get it again. Do you understand? ?”
The adjutant nodded, and they stopped at the railing and looked back at the vast troop transport cabin.
The air was filled with the smell of cigarettes and sweat. Hundreds of beds were lined up in rows. Some soldiers slept, some gambled, some chatted, some prayed, and some were just in a daze.
Chaplains walk among the rows of beds, bringing comfort and blessing to soldiers in need.
"Is there anything else, sir?"
"I just offended someone, I think there will be trouble."
Strike sniffed. .
"I'm not sure there will be any trouble, but I don't like this feeling."
"Who dares to cause trouble for us? Beat him!"
"Ha, I want to, too, but There shouldn't be big troubles, but small troubles are hard to deal with. Don't think about it, let everyone gather, I have something to say." Soon, everyone was summoned. Stryker was not good at long speeches. , so his words are always concise and to the point, even in the eyes of some people, they lack rhetoric and are too direct.
“To be honest, some people are targeting us. In order to ensure that we can land safely and teach those heretics and traitors a lesson, I ask each of you, From this moment on, stay in your own area and do not accept any excuses for leave! Your supplies will continue as usual, but the distribution of alcohol will be temporarily stopped until the battle begins!”
This sentence caused some commotion, and Stryker's sharp eyes swept over the strong men.
"Quiet! Let me finish my words first, you wild dogs! From now on I will patrol from time to time! Gambling, alcoholism, and contact with all contraband are prohibited! Everything will be discussed on the ground! Do you understand? ! If any of you don’t understand, I will teach him personally, just like a week ago."
As he said, he glanced at a few of the more conspicuous guys in the crowd - their common feature is their heads. All wrapped in bandages.
These people are the thorns in the recruits. Stryker followed the rules of Catachan and had "friendly" exchanges with them on the first day they arrived. Only then did he truly win over these recruits. of obedience.
"Okay, disband if you have nothing to do. If you are bored, come and train with me! The training room is open 24 hours a day! What we have to deal with next are the Chaos Space Marines. They are not as powerful as the Catachan Demons. If you want to survive, then make yourself stronger!"
After disbanding the team, Stryker returned to his cabin. He also had to take a good rest.
Just like that, after three days of calm, it was the fourth day——
When Stryker was woken up by the alarm, he vaguely remembered that he had just dreamed of Attica.
For him, the fall of Attica would often escape into his dreams, but this time it was different, because this time he seemed to see the once lush and vibrant Paiji star in his dream.
If there was still enough time, he would rather continue to be immersed in dreams, but he suddenly realized that someone seemed to be knocking on the door.
Stryker could hear his lieutenant's anxious shouts.
"Sir, the battle has begun. All troops on the orbital station are ordered to land in five hours. The target is a new front three hundred kilometers away from Attica."
He wore Putting on his boots, he walked out and read the data pad and printed communicator records handed over by the adjutant.
After Stryker finished reading, he turned his head to look at the ship. The atmosphere of the Paisha star was illuminated pink by the flames of war. Every moment, the clouds would be penetrated by bombardment cannons or more powerful energy weapons.
As soon as he was about to ask for the non-commissioned officers from each platoon to come to a meeting, Soshyan summoned him, so he entered the conference room of the command center and ordered the adjutant to find his jacket and weapons.
In less than ten minutes, most of the senior officers of the Astra Militarum entered the command center, and several Chapter Masters were also here. Soshyan, wearing a Terminator, began to distribute reports and get directly to the topic.
"Unexpected situation, orbital reconnaissance and frontline reconnaissance indicate that there is an army of Chaos moving towards the west. We must find a way to stop them."
"What is the enemy's goal?"
Soshyan glanced at Stryker who asked the question, and then said:
"We don’t know yet. I only know that the general direction is the camp at the foot of Mount Olympus. Colonel, we will be here for a few days. We have been monitoring the enemy's movements. The enemy troops moved very suddenly and directly destroyed a Cadian hidden post. But I think if the enemy troops are moving towards other strategic objectives, then maybe this post just happened to be located in their advance. It's just on the route. It seems that the enemy is focusing on some other goal, some goal they want to achieve, but we don't know where they are fighting because our main force is not assembled there."
Soshyan's eyes flashed when he said this, making Stryker realize that he had asked a stupid question.
Some things cannot be said publicly.
(End of this chapter)