Traveling through the Warhammer world, but I didn’t cry

"Very good, Adjutant." Tovensi raised his hands flatly, and Adjutant Talina put the coat back on him. Before going out, Tovins quickly scratched Tarina's nose with his finger.

This is a very dangerous move. The last time Tovins did this, Tarina subconsciously counterattacked and kicked him several meters away.

Tovins can enter the huge vehicle by stepping on a pedal under the blast door of the body. Because the twin Gatling guns and the ammunition supply device of the turret have been removed, the interior of the body is very spacious.

The time card was just right. As soon as Tovins' welcoming convoy arrived at the landing area, they saw a transport plane with a white number 8 painted on its side slowly landing.

Tovins got out of the car and held his military cap with his hands to prevent it from being blown away by the airflow generated when the transport plane landed.

The Eighth Regiment of Cadia, the name of this regiment is almost as old as the world of Cadia Fortress. This unit has stood on the front line against human enemies countless times. Even if it suffers heavy losses and its organization is broken up, the Cadians will use global efforts to rebuild the Eighth Regiment.

Although the Eighth Regiment of Cadia only has 24 companies composed of 8,000 people, Tovins will not underestimate the combat effectiveness of the Eighth Regiment just because they have a small number of people.

The Cadians who can join the 8th Regiment are veterans among veterans. They are rarely deployed on the battlefield as a whole. In most cases, the enemy can only see the companies of the 8th Cadian Regiment dispersed throughout the battlefield. .

Not many people got off the transport plane, only Creed, Adjutant Kyle, and 11 Kashezin soldiers led by Sergeant Aurora.

Creed took a fancy to Staff Sergeant Aurora's outstanding melee assault ability. Even Adjutant Kyle could not subdue Staff Sergeant Aurora in a short time.

Adjutant Kyle's comment on this was: This girl's rice is really not in vain, she has grown where she should.

"Loyalty and honor, Captain Creed." Tovins came over and observed Creed's appearance while shaking hands.

Creed is a little shorter than Tovens, with broad shoulders and short flat hair, making the whole person as thick as a low wall.

"Hello, Captain Tovens." Creed also held Tovens's hand tightly. When he smiled, the folds on his face pressed his eyes into slits, and he took this opportunity to observe. Tovins, looking for evidence of his betrayal.

The two people got into the car with their own thoughts.

"This is really a good vehicle." Creed patted the soft cushion on which he sat. In his impression, the Taurus armored vehicle had never been associated with comfort. If the Voskani can serve this notoriously rough vehicle so well, then the quality of their armor is definitely a level higher than that of most armored regiments in Cadia.

Tovins waved his hand humbly, "No matter what, the Voskani people are very stupid. The craftsmen of our legion have put in a lot of effort to achieve today's results. Some companies are composed of lower-class families in the hive." The regiment is simply unsightly, even the Cadian White Shield recruits are stronger than them."

"Commander Tovins is so humble." Creed responded and cast his gaze out of the observation port of the Taurus armored vehicle.

It is not an easy job to transport millions of people in an orderly manner and arrange their work. Just by witnessing the enthusiasm for building trench positions from a distance, he could roughly guess the power that the Voskani people could unleash during battle.

It's terrible. If the Voskani Cavalry were placed on Cadia's parade ground, their rebellion would create a big gap in Cadia's defenses.

Creed felt a headache when he thought about their Leviathan Mobile Fortress and super-heavy tank group. Apart from taking out an armored regiment equal to the Voskani Cavalry for a head-to-head duel, he could only ask the Titans The legions came to provide covering fire for the Cadian defenders.

As he thought about it, Creed's eyes became more and more solemn.

"What's wrong? Captain Creed? Are there still some problems with the fortifications built by the Voskani Cavalry for the Cadians?"

"No, the fortifications you built are quite complete and solid. Without heavy fire cover, I don't know how to reduce casualties and penetrate your defenses."

"Oh?" Tovens raised his eyebrows and glanced at Creed in surprise.

Break through our defenses?

Creed, Creed, aren't you a little too self-righteous?

No one has been able to break the position held by the Voscani Cavalry. Although you enjoy the title of military god among Cadian soldiers, why do you have the habit of talking big?

Tovens looked at Creed's face seriously, hoping to see a hint of joking on his face.

Creed was serious and serious, with sharp and strong fighting intent in his eyes. Tovens could even see Creed's faint murderous intention towards him from the depths of his purple eyes.

Ha. This guy is really interesting. I will definitely organize a confrontation exercise with the Eighth Regiment when I get the chance.

The vehicle stopped and the two got out of the car at the entrance of Command No. 1. The Legion's kitchen has long been prepared to welcome Creed's meal.

If Creed had not known about the prophecy of the Voskani rebellion, he would not have been disgusted with the banquet prepared for him by the Voskani, but now his heart was filled with disgust. He couldn't show his emotions because of the heavy responsibility. He could only pretend to be chatting and laughing with officers of all levels in Voskani. His short, thick neck hidden under his coat was stiff and red.

There was bright red everywhere, which reminded Creed of blood cults of all kinds.

The red-upholstered armchairs, red velvet carpets, and mahogany tables formed a dazzling scene. For a moment, Creed felt like he was surrounded by a boundless sea of ​​blood.

Officer Voskani wore a red ceremonial uniform and looked as ferocious as a fanatical believer who had just undergone a baptism of blood.

A large brass-colored cauldron was placed in front of Creed. The scarlet soup was steaming and bursting with bubbles. It was like a dying man breathing in air in his last moments, and then the corners of his mouth were full. Like blood spray spurting out from inside the body.

Creed leaned forward slightly and fanned the steam from the copper pot with his hand. He could feel his loyal and pure body feeling instinctive discomfort for these blasphemous meals.

Merciful and great Emperor, please forgive me for hanging out with heretics at this time.

Creed prayed silently, and then he saw Tovins staring directly at him from the corner of his eye.

Is he looking at me? Or is he looking at the pot in front of me?

He turned his head. What was he talking to the adjutant?

Creed guessed at the deeper meaning of Tovins' behavior, and then he saw Tovins pointing his hand, and a Voskani logistics officer poured a plate of something that looked like a shriveled devil's horn in front of Creed. in the pot.