Chapter 1011 Military and Civilians in the Cafeteria

Soon after Delia gave the order, the Chaos Tide flowing out of the gap became solid. Some demons did not have a clear master, they were eager to devour the souls of the living, and other demons were subordinates of Tzeentch, they were sealed in the Iron Man and vowed to make a big fuss.

The Void Fortress in the Great Canteen System fired at the crowded demons, and the stripping arc and Blackstone torpedoes had a significant killing effect on the demons. As long as these spires filled with violent energy were aimed at an area, the demons there would leave reality in the green electric current explosion.

The curtain continued to melt and disintegrate, the gap in the void became larger and larger, and gaps of varying sizes also appeared in the sky and the ground of the planet.

Demons poured out, and they stood on the street. According to past experience, the Imperial world would fall into chaos the moment the subspace rift opened, and the mutants in the lower levels of the hive who suffered discrimination and the hardship of life and the poor who huddled together for warmth would calmly accept the blessing of the Chaos Voice, and then retaliate upward with anger.

Bite with teeth! Pinch with hands! We must not let them go even if we die!

And those cultists hidden in every corner of the world will interfere with the reaction speed of the imperial departments, intercept the information of serious riots at the bottom, and make the flames of chaos more and more intense.

But this street.

A round demon with various biological heads on his body sniffed the air with his many noses.

Surprise! Curiosity! Doubt! Fear! Uneasy.

These smells made the demon intoxicated and hungry.

As he sniffed, a strange emotion rose in the demon's heart.

Why is there no smell of madness? Love and other emotions?

He opened his eyes all over his body and cast his eyes on every fortress that hid living people.

"Emperor, that thing is looking at us." A short old man swallowed his saliva, and the nervous emotion prompted him to hold the incendiary rifle in his hand tighter. Although he was short, his body was not bad, and his well-proportioned muscles were quite powerful, so that he could even carry an incendiary machine gun and two boxes of heavy energy batteries.

"It's just a group of demons, nothing to be afraid of." Another middle-aged man calmed everyone's emotions. There was a golden shield-faced Sky Eagle Medal on his chest, which meant that he had been to the simulated training ground on Shisanxiang and achieved good results.

Everyone in the cafeteria knew that they would be involved in the war one day. After all, there were many Kriegs and their descendants in the cafeteria. Just from the unchanged living habits of these Kriegs, we can see how much other places have been ravaged by the war. But not everyone in the cafeteria has the opportunity to go to the Shisanxiang simulated training ground to experience the most realistic and desperate war. After all, there are too few simulation fields and too many people in the cafeteria.

As a last resort, Odemeier can only temporarily adopt the training method of old and new. First train a group of sufficiently elite backbones, and then let them unite the militiamen with insufficient training.

People who meet the service standards will first undergo preliminary training in their fortified blocks, and then select soldiers with the top 1% of scores to be trained as garrison officers.

Considering that no matter how civilized and polite an army is, strength is ultimately supreme. Without strength, how can you convince your subordinates? Without a firm and tenacious will to fight, how can you form a team that dares to fight?

So these garrison officers will be issued a medal made of branches of the tree of life. These wooden medals are durable and strong, and they also have the effect of recuperating the body and strengthening the spirit, making the garrison officers slightly stronger than other militiamen in terms of physical strength and willpower.

In subsequent research, Odemayer also found that garrison officers wearing these medals will become more majestic when admonishing soldiers, and can also more delicately experience the mood changes of their soldiers and relieve the soldiers' emotions in time.

So Odemayer expanded the selection range of garrison officers and adjusted it to 2%. Half are mainly responsible for combat command, and the other half are responsible for ideological and political work.

After obtaining this wooden medal, these garrison officers are eligible to follow the regular army into the simulation training ground to further strengthen their combat capabilities and levels.

One hour after the simulation training ground is started, it means that the personnel in it have experienced a year of hard war. Those who died in the simulated war will have their memories temporarily erased, and then re-enter the simulated war as a new soldier.

Sometimes, because the effects displayed in the simulated training ground are so real, the trainers also think that the simulated training is still going on after leaving the training ground.

When a garrison officer enters the training ground 10 times and survives to the end, he is eligible to upgrade the wooden medal on his chest and plate it with a layer of sacred and flawless gold.

This gold is very conspicuous in the room designed like a fortress. Men, women, old and young are full of awe for this gold and full of trust in the middle-aged man who is capable of obtaining the gold paint.

He is a veteran who has fought for 10 years. Who should he listen to if not him? Listen to us workers and farmers?

Everyone waited for the middle-aged man's next instruction with this thought in mind. The middle-aged man looked at the demons pouring out of the gap through the observation window. He frowned and felt that these things were not even more terrifying than the evil things in the simulated training ground.

How could he know that those strange and terrifying demons were created by Odmayer according to the video tape sent by Sane, and the main purpose was to shock people. Odmayer did not want the army he had trained with great effort to be frightened by the unspeakable terror and give up resistance.

"Remember your training, overcome the fear in your heart, and obey the orders of your superiors. If you do these things, you will survive safely."

Before the middle-aged man finished speaking, someone shouted to him from behind to be careful.

He suddenly pulled out the explosive pistol from his waist and turned around to aim, and found that a demon made of eyeballs was flickering in front of his eyes.

Those moist eyeballs spread endless malice, and just by looking at the contraction of the pupils, you can hear the voice of depravity ringing in your ears.

This eye demon has caused disasters in several imperial worlds through his elusive nature and extremely exaggerated pollution ability. As long as the mortal who meets his eyes will mutate into a cruel and brainless Chaos Egg in his obsession.

"Fuck!" The middle-aged man was stared at and felt numb all over, but that was all. The deformation of his flesh and blood and the disintegration of his spirit did not occur. This was thanks to the life vaccine flowing in his body. As long as the demon did not break his body, he would not be eroded by chaos. He shot at the eyes without hesitation. The blazing beams of light shone upon his eyeballs, burning and melting several of his eyes.