Chapter 121 The Blood Axe Orc Tribe, Orcs in the Astra Militarum?

Ruming's Kalu City has changed a lot. Not only are the roads wider, but many courtyards and parks have been built for the nobles to rest. Due to the increase in productivity, many people who do not need to work all day have appeared outside the nest. When they are free, they spend the currency issued by the planetary governor to consume and enjoy, stimulating the economy again.

In the endless flow of foreign materials and productivity, Kalu City is not as harsh as other worlds, or has a large population. With the help of data sages, the Imperial Guard is stationed, and Kalu City with dark age equipment and technology is not far behind the five hundred worlds of Ultramar.

I want to know, the PDF there has achieved 100% explosive holding, because the special nature of that world leads to fewer human cities, a small population and abundant resources in the shortest time and the galaxy business generated by the closure of the subspace.

Gondvar VI has clearly been reborn, and has become a force that cannot be underestimated. In addition, the world is still rich in greenskins, and PDF will not lack training opportunities. After the war, the local nobles and soldiers can be stationed in the rainforest for more than half a year without supplies.

And because of the blockage of the subspace, they also saved 11 taxes, allowing resources to be fully poured into production and construction.

While taking advantage of the right time, right place and right people, seizing the opportunity to plan and sacrifice is also the premise for the prosperity there. Treating the people like sons and using the people like soil is the most appropriate description of the liar John.

But for Alanbair, he just went home, and the old men also came back, but after experiencing the training of the terrible void, he has become accustomed to such unexpected things happening.

That world is always like this, those things will haunt him, because they are destined to have many contradictions early on. Even if the orcs did not use the banner of the one-eyed man, their existence still threatened that world, the only world he could live in.

His chaotic thoughts were not until he walked to the front of the restaurant, and then the complex and chaotic aroma caught his attention. In fact, the planetary governor's office was the same as two years ago. For example, the manpower of Mingkalu City could be completely renovated, but John Deen obviously did not waste a single resource and money in his life.

Compared with the previous planetary governor, he should enjoy it more, but those fragrant foods did not seem luxurious. Ailanbaier walked into the restaurant with the staff, the captain and the shameless lieutenant, and the other soldiers enjoyed the garden and sunshine on the second floor in the courtyard.

He looked at the table. The whole roasted split boar, a creature similar to a wild boar, was considered the traditional game of that world. It was marinated and coated with honey and spices similar to saffron and roasted to a light brown golden color. One person's portion of Goro beast steak was sprinkled with black pepper and pepper salt.

The bread was placed next to the soup, which looked a bit like corn. Ailanbaier had never seen it before. It should be a new type of food that feeds hundreds of millions of people there.

The dessert was ice cream, with wild berries similar to blueberries, sugar and milk, and the drink was a bitter caffeinated plant similar to cocoa beans that was a specialty of the forest.

Because that world was once a creation of the dark ages of mankind, the former humans had more advanced environmental transformation technology than the Mingtai people without sequelae, and the primitive species similar to Terra in that world should also be brought by those humans.

After 20,000 years of changes, the creatures must have changed slightly, but they still have a lot of Terra creature style.

The butler cut the wild boar into thin slices and handed it over. The wild boar in that world is not difficult to roast, because the natural environment of that world is rich, and the wild boars store a lot of fat and eat all year round, there is no winter, and they are not big in size, and the initial appearance is similar to roasted whole lamb.

In the main position, Governor John Deen walked in. Two years did not change his appearance much. He still looked young. Unlike other planetary governors who liked those frivolous decorations, he preferred honors like warrior badges.

In other words, he was now like a badge wall, with a lot of things hanging on it. Alan Baier took a look, what was the honorary lord of the Ekri world, what was the guardian of the Gondwa self-circulating business circle.

And so on. Complex and useless titles, in the final analysis, he could not escape from the planetary governor uniform he was in anyway, and he could only rely on those badges to express his strength.

He was an orphan, a child worker, a thief, a liar, a soldier, a noble, and a stupid planetary governor. That complex man walked beside his fiancée, a simple woman like him, wearing only a red dress.

John stood up immediately when he saw Alan Baier, bowed, and even asked to give him the main seat. Of course, Alan Baier didn't care. He preferred to walk with his comrades.

If we only consider the current situation, although that world is almost like Alanbair's second home, his real family will always be his comrades in the Imperial Guard.

And that world respects him so much because he clearly controls a standard cruiser, an infantry regiment, and an armored regiment, and his military force is enough to take over that world.

Of course, they won't think so much or they won't say it out loud if they think about it.

John spoke as the host. "Please go, boss, have a drink?"

Alanbair replied. "I really know how to enjoy it. The roads have been repaired, the gardens have been built, and the starports have been expanded, but my own governor's mansion has not changed. He has seen those fat planetary governors who wish to build a big building every year."

"I did a good job, brother."

Governor John suddenly lowered his head, buried his head on the table, and spoke. "File, file..." He wiped his eyes when he got up.

Then he coughed, and his personal feelings were forgotten, just saying nothing. "Boss, I already know the news..."

Alan Bayer was slightly dissatisfied with his attitude, but he didn't care.

John probably turned red when he saw Alan Bayer's expression, and he continued. "No, the Tribunal, they mobilized battleships to take away the Imperial Navy, and he is quite likely to have some spies inside."

said the staff officer. "You're just monitoring the Astral Military Academy. It's fine if you don't tell them. They are not senior officers at the Astral Military Academy level!"

"According to Imperial standards, he could just shoot me."

John had been oppressed countless times in his life. He had always been afraid, and the beautiful fiancée next to him showed a worried expression. "Of course, of course, he also received accurate news. The Black Heart King is back, and the subspace storm has set off, causing many hive worlds to fall into rebellion."

"During that time, they had been in close contact with Skadi. According to the initial reports from Skadi loyalists, those illegal psychics who awakened by sucking objects brought things that did not belong to that world."

"Although he didn't know what it was, there were a lot of rumors about demons. Although the storm caused Star Language to pause, there was a pause, so he contacted an inquisitor."

"She was vague, but he still felt like it was something good."

Alan Beyer took a sip of cocoa. "It's pretty much what he thought." The purple eyes he saw when he was in Skadi flashed through his mind. The empire's fear of people with psychic powers was indeed groundless. From this point of view, is the extermination order the best? s Choice.

"How is the situation over there with the orcs?"

At this moment, the staff officer and the second lieutenant had already unbuckled their belts. They ignored most of the aristocratic politeness and ate the pork leg directly, ignoring the butler's orders to cut the pork with a saber.

The captain was much more elegant, but the speed was still turbulent. Alan Beyer ate the soft waist, enjoying the greasiness on it, and John also answered at the same time.

"They are plundering merchant ships and blocking navigation points. Moreover, they do not block tolls like ordinary orcs do, but choose guerrilla warfare. Although there are often merchant ships that can pass by, their presence effectively hinders a few people. The Lord seeks the transportation of roads.”

"Their warships will deliberately make detours and invade from various angles. It's hard to imagine that the orcs can do that, but such detours do make it impossible for them to guess the direction of their stronghold. Even if there are many attacks, they can't use tracking marks to guess it. come out."

Alan Beyer asked. "Guerrilla warfare, orcs?"

John nodded. "They don't have a leader who is a blood axe, but all members are a blood axe. They have the same system as the Astra Militarum, divided into regiments and battle groups, and they don't have a boss system, but they are divided according to military ranks. Boys and bosses, for example, a new orc boss is a second lieutenant, and an experienced one is a captain. "

"At present, their scale and gathering place are unclear. They have no world station. They should choose an asteroid in the void and transform it into a shipyard."

"They knew that their leader called himself General One-Eyed. He sent out several signals, begging the humans of the empire to provide them with supplies, and claimed that they would deal with the Black-Hearted King Huron, and they would enjoy fighting with strong men and leave after the fight. To confuse people.”

Alan Bayer is thoughtful. "Orcs who are good at people's hearts are the same as that thing. Are those beasts like that now?" A bad memory came back to him, and then he smiled bitterly.

"Orcs are not orcs. Anyone who believes in them can be dragged away and shot. As for the orc base areas... it's really troublesome."

The void is full of wonders, are those orcs thinking that they are not Astra Militarum?

According to the description, Bu Nao can maintain guerrilla warfare without causing division or betrayal, which shows that the planning and discipline of the orcs are no longer inferior to that of the normal Imperial Guard, which means that the normal effect of decapitating the legs has become worse.

If they formulate rules and regulations similar to those of humans, then immediately after the death of the general, there will be an heir to become the Eastern One-Eyed General. However, Alan Bayer is not sure why the name of the orc leader who is raging in that world was so wrongly chosen by them. use?

John said now. "He tried to arrange ships, stuff them with cargo, and pretend to be commercial ships. Those orcs usually don't kill humans. They take those people away and tie them up as slaves."

"He therefore designed a modified commercial transport ship called the Troy to transport soldiers in."

"That kind of ship has an independent concealment wall on the outside, which can hide the infantry inside. He arranged for several groups of people to go, but none of them came back."

"And that kind of behavior seems to have caused dissatisfaction among the greenskins. Now they are plundering faster and faster, and their losses are becoming more and more huge. Not only will they destroy the huge transport ships, goods and personnel, but they will also block the commercial road and cut off the Karu The prosperity of the city.”

Alan Beyer said at this moment. "Then they were lucky enough not to encounter those orcs when they arrived there. However, their presence will hinder the support that comes from the signal they sent out, and will also reduce productivity."

He cut a piece of pork and watched the juice dripping onto the plate with a solemn expression. War has always been the theme song of that universe. Even if the star system has been completely controlled, it is still harassed by aliens like orcs.

Without those things, human beings can obviously live a better life, countless times better than now, without constantly preparing for war.

Anger and disgust were fostered and incubated in the human empire. The disgust for the aliens and heretics filled the entire empire. Humans had signed a treaty with aliens, but were betrayed by them. Humans believed that they could defeat everything by uniting, but were betrayed by their compatriots.

The empire had always wanted to take back what those guys owed him, but it was constantly hurt, like a dying beast, like that piece of meat, hanging, letting water and oil leak out, and finally drying up.

Alanbair ate the food in one bite, and then said. "Troy, right? Can he use it?"

John nodded. "That kind of ship has been alerted by the orcs and has lost its effect."

Alanbair replied. "He doesn't want to use that thing to bring soldiers to the orcs' lair, he wants to give those guys a head start."

"Fill the interlayer of the Zhiwang ship with bombs, design it to be detonated, or explode when the interlayer is opened, etc. The ship should not carry any cargo, find guys who can run fast and let them drive over, remember to tell them to be ready to run away on the transport ship at any time."

"Then mix those things into the normal caravan, and the ships should also be some of the ones that are about to be scrapped, so that they can be opened and painted new, so that they can't be beaten all the time."

The nobles there were a little dissatisfied with the plan, because it was really a bit wasteful and crude, and they didn't think it would have a very good effect, but John still agreed.

As for the officers, the staff and the captain, or the second lieutenant must trust the captain unconditionally, so such a plan is so set in stone, even if the nobles disagree, just ask John for a word, and those people can be replaced.

Such a plan was not something that Alanbair thought up on the spur of the moment. He knew the character of the orcs very well. No matter how much they pretended to be humans or normal legions, they were still hard to change their nature.

When they began to think about whether the ship in front of them was a bomb, the hesitation would make them dull, and when they had a stereotype of those explosive ships, they would pretend that normal merchant ships were explosive ships to deceive the orcs.

They would start to be confused, and the transportation efficiency would be greatly increased. Although it was not possible to eradicate the problem, it was a good idea for emergency.

During that time, warships could be sent to track the distraught orcs. After experiencing explosions, suspicion, and various mental blows, their state and morale would definitely decline, and their unity would also deteriorate.

Then, in about a few months, the approximate location of the enemy's stronghold would be seen. If the orcs could not always maintain a high standard of detours, evasion, and guerrilla warfare, it would be easy to be discovered.

The lieutenant colonel took a sip of the cocoa. Compared with the artificial coffee of the Astra Militarum, the taste was much lighter, but he still liked it because that was probably the taste of peace.