Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire.

Chapter 23 Veterans
The march started, and the Catachans didn't understand why the lieutenant colonel would bring a gentle star, even Alan Bair himself didn't know, but when they saw Alan Bair's guns, they had already been with him and the imperial guards. Veteran members of the military equate.

It wasn't that they didn't cooperate with those people. Although they still called them Gentle Starmen, it had to be said that Catachan still had a little respect for those soldiers.

At this moment, when Alan Baier was marching with Catachan in the forest, he found that his so-called training, so-called stealth, advance, or all tactical actions, seemed clumsy and useless under the actions of Catachan and the others, especially the huge The power pack left him panting.

But even so, some Catachans noticed that this kid was unexpectedly quiet, he didn't cry or twitter, and his movements were rough but barely qualified. Of course, in Catachan's eyes, he was on the same level as a five- or six-year-old kid , but his will made them consciously slow down.

And they were very fortunate that this person seemed to be a veteran, maybe he graduated from the Faithful Academy, or that battlefield of heresy. After all, it is not uncommon for real recruits to kill their own people.

They marched for a long time, probably all afternoon.

And the orc camp was not too far away, but to be honest, Elan Byer didn't even know how Katachan judged the direction in the forest. He only walked for the whole afternoon, which felt like a lifetime.

On the way, he tried to slow down his pace as much as possible, and tried to be as quiet as possible, and then imitated Catachan's movements. Although he couldn't avoid everything that would make him make a sound like them, he could still dodge it. most.

Even if the sweat in the fully enclosed carapace was enough for him to take a shower, everything in the forest was sweltering and unbearable.

Thinking about it now, he was also dazzled by the fact that he could act with Catachan, although he returned to the outpost and wanted his teammates to keep him.

But there is no doubt that any Star Militia Army will regard it as an honor to act with Catachan, just like being recognized by Kasherzin of Cadia, it is an honor that many people can't ask for in a lifetime.

Well, I have to go on the path I chose, especially when it comes to the killing of the lieutenant's green skin. Alan Baier's inner disgust for the one-eyed, the honor of the Imperial Guard drives him forward, Drive him to learn everything that will allow him to survive.

But even so, he is very much like a sheep in a predator, unable to adapt to things in terms of reaction speed or many other aspects.

It feels like being squeezed into a group of human-shaped cheetahs, which makes people breathless.

They soon came near their destination, and when night fell, the Catachans found a safe place and sat on the ground, wet and sticky and horrible, where the dead leaves were thick and insects were crawling move.

And Alan Bayer took out his bedding, and put the energy pack and hellgun on his tarp, lest they be spoiled by moisture and explode when fired.

Then start to build your own concealment equipment, which is the field tent issued by the Ministry of Military Affairs, which can meet the needs of concealment and combat.

As for Catachan, they had no beds or any equipment, just like forest creatures lying on the ground made up of rotting leaves, plant debris, and a large number of bugs.

Even if Alan Baier has a bedding, he can still feel the scalp-tingling creeping sensation coming from the place where the body touches, it may be a bug or it may be anything, and there are mosquitoes around his cheeks, buzzing The sound continued.

The depressive feeling in the forest surpasses the trenches and sentry towers. In the dark place, there are only the salsa of the wind blowing the leaves and the howling of animals.

Alan Baier untied some gaps in the carapace, and a lot of sweat dripped down and sprinkled on the ground...

Now that he recalled it, he didn't even know how it took him to walk such a long distance in one afternoon. He only felt that his whole body was sore after resting.

Lieutenant Colonel Avada pushed aside the forest and walked away. The orc camp is nearby. It is obvious that Catachan will camp in dangerous places. They are used to such crises, just like his hometown. .

Most Catachan fighters ignored Alan Byer, and Alan Byer, a recruit, couldn't understand their sign language. The sign language across regiments was completely different, so he could only stand by, stand by, and continue to stand by .

After the meeting, at this moment he heard something like a click, click, maybe a beetle, maybe something else.

The sound caused him to look around, but soon he realized that it was the sound of a Catachan warrior holding a small, simple mechanical device, like a round lid, and tapping his fingers on the mechanism on it.

Undoubtedly, this should be a certain Catachan's method of communication, but Alan Baier didn't understand, the warrior gestured across the air with his fist turned into a sharp blade...

It took a while for Alan Bayer to realize that he was communicating with himself, but it was too late, the soldier approached silently and spit out words.

Alan Baier was even a little surprised. It turned out that Catachan could really speak Gothic. He thought that Catachan was a completely silent army, but soon his surprise turned into a little bit of annoyance, because the soldier said .

"You tm gentle star, do you understand sign language, Emperor Guard, haven't you trained the sign language of other regiments?"

Alan Baier also answered bluntly. "I have already remembered the sign language of our group."

"And I'm not Wen Wen Xing, I'm a soldier of Skadi."

The veteran quickly realized that the young man in front of him was a true recruit.

"Okay, you stay here and try not to move."

"I hope you know that your weapon is going to shoot there, don't hit me, I thought it was a veteran who can issue hell guns, are you the child of that nobleman?"

"But, no matter what, stay here, I'll be back soon." The veteran almost talked to himself, not caring about Alan Bayer's feelings.

The veteran led the Catachans into the forest. When the dark environment came, Alan Bayer felt that the depression here was even worse. He seemed to be being taken care of by others. When he was in the forest, the Catachans seemed to have slowed down. pace.

But it's all too long...

Alan Baier tentatively got out of his hiding place, and the other soldiers called this "hole".

And he saw the figure of the lieutenant colonel waving a power fist vaguely, when his eyes adjusted and adapted to the darkness here.

He saw that Lieutenant Colonel Arda's body was not only covered with camouflage, but also splattered with blood, almost glowing in the dark.

That's orc blood...

(End of this chapter)