Chapter 36 City Defense Force (4,000 Words)

On the east floor of Karu City, at the Blue Bay Tavern, the dark light, the smell of alcohol, and the noisy crowd all reminded Alan Bair of his confinement in the hive. Even after he was released, he still remembered that the female staff officer wanted to shoot him. expression.

Although maybe he has too much self-awareness...

John returned to the platoon, and his troops were added to the organization by his own company. After all, there was a need for people, staff, or whether his company could protect the main group of Karoo City, the south gate, or the one-eyed orcs. location.

Alan Bair still doesn't know what happened to Lieutenant Colonel Catachan. Maybe the Catachans have been wiped out?

He watched the staff expertly take out several portions of synthetic foods, granola bars, measurable porridge, disgusting things.

"Same as usual, two please."

The bartender then brought several steaming stews mixed with vegetables, fruits and meat with strange textures, as well as some golden-looking fried rice, or maybe it was real rice.

There were two bottles of locally produced juice, which looked light blue, like blueberry juice or something.

In such a hive world, the boundaries between bars and restaurants are very blurred. After all, people who want to drink can't be on the east floor, and everyone can't just fill their stomachs.

The staff officer picked up a fork and stirred it into the stew. Soon, the red juice, which was originally fluid, rolled up like a solid due to its strength, and finally turned into strands of "noodles". Alan Bayer was stunned when he saw it. It didn't look like food at all. .

He followed the posture of a staff officer and rolled up a roll of "noodles" and put it into his mouth. The sweet, rich, slightly salty, real aroma and food made Alan Bayer feel satisfied after escaping from death. He also brought a spoonful of fried rice to accompany him. , but it's not rice. It's squeaky and soft when you bite it, and it becomes glutinous again. The outer skin and the inside are two different things.

said the staff officer. "Those are insect eggs, the eggs of something like a big dragonfly. They are poisonous, but their eggs are not. I heard that the food of that "dragonfly" is poisonous."

he added. "When I'm stationed in the city, I have to be smart and look around."

Alan Bair wiped the eggs from his cheeks and soon discovered that there were many Astra Militarum among the nearby customers, and there were also many officers with higher military ranks than him.

When officers pass by the staff officer, they will raise their legs to greet him. Obviously, in the Third Infantry Regiment, the staff officer's connections and popularity are not bad, but that is rare, extremely rare, and different from that of ordinary soldiers. Is it just something messed up behind their heads?

The staff officer stirred the things and tasted them slowly. "The industrial level there is not bad, but everything produced will be handed over to the army, pdf, or the Astra Militarum or something like that."

"If you don't ask for it, you'll be denied the 11% tax. Therefore, industrially synthesized food is rare and expensive. Just asking for a granola bar can be exchanged for a serving of low-quality wine."

"Wrong. My troops coming from the east will also be stationed outside the city. Remember to have a good relationship with PDF, and he will supervise the battle with you."

"Did you hear that?!" The staff officer suddenly noticed that Alan Bayer was eating happily and taking a sip of juice from time to time. He was completely devoid of his own elegance.

Alan Bayer just nodded, but kept talking. Although no one grabbed him, it was indeed a bit unbearable for him to eat synthetic food for half a month.

After they had finished drinking and eating, they left the tavern and strolled through the streets. The narrow, airy hive-like appearance made Alan Bair feel like he was at home, and there were many people wearing Astra Militarum uniforms. This shows that the war situation is not optimistic. At least in that world, there is still probably a majority of green skins.

The staff officer rubbed his shoulders. "Do I know the number of soldiers currently serving?"

Alan Beyer thought for a while. "Forty thousand people?"

The staff officer shook his head.

Alan Bayer frowned. "Thirty thousand?"

The staff officer replied. "Twenty-seven thousand, plus the previous veterans."

Cold sweat broke out on Alan Bayer's forehead. "Why are there so few? Don't they have a large infantry regiment of over 100,000 people?"

The staff officer said coolly. "Traveling through subspace, 30,000 people disappeared into the east of subspace. In the first battle after landing, 20,000 new recruits died. The follow-up followed one after another, merging, merging, and his company has changed its organization into three batches."

"And I am already a solid veteran, and I survived two battles as a platoon leader. To be honest, it was a tragedy for the empire that soldiers like me left that world because of those pigs at the command level."

Alan Beyer took a deep breath...and suddenly realized that something was good there. How come the battle plan was not handed over by the staff? He asked, "By the way, where is their company commander?"

The staff officer looked at the thick hive walls on the horizon and thought about his words. "I have met the God Emperor."

"Currently, he cannot handle the duties of their company because there are no school-level officers to take command."

"The situation has never been better. In fact, my outpost has been able to hold on for the longest time. Most of the Astra Militarum's informants have been pulled out by the greenskins some time ago."

Alan Beyer couldn't believe it. "Why don't they have any news?"

The staff officer cursed. "The magnetic field in that world was so bad. They were all fighting in secret. Many outposts were destroyed for a long time. They didn't know about it until the greenskin troops were fired upon by PDF's city defense artillery."

"On the other hand, when it comes to green skin infections, a large number of forests cannot be their shelter. Each generation of planetary governors emphasizes that they have eliminated all the beasts, but decades later, a large number of beastmen or beasts from outer space will continue to come. "

"What the Imperial Navy can do is to ensure that the vicinity of Mandeville Point will not be occupied by orcs. What they can do is to ensure that the star port in Karu City still exists. Otherwise, evacuation will be a matter of time."

"The other nests in that world are completely disconnected. No one can tell whether they are overwhelmed by the orcs or fighting. The orc tribes of all sizes gather near the city of Kalu. Fighting each other actually buys them a lot of time."

"The problem of lack of heavy firepower is very serious, but the artillery units can't see the enemy clearly because of the forest, and the armored units will be stuck in the mud. The arrival of Catachan has stabilized the front line a lot, but they are flesh and blood after all."

The staff looked at Alanbair. "My life will be spent there. The struggle between the orcs and Kalu City will probably continue for countless Terra years."

Alanbair swallowed. "Then...what if a boss who can rule all the orc tribes appears?"

The staff looked at Alanbair sternly. "I'd better pray to the Emperor, pray that such a situation will not happen. If there are really greenskins who can rule all the tribes, the entire planet will be submerged in the cities that are lingering, and a large number of enemies will attack the cities like a tide, and we will become a pitiful lone boat in the sea of ​​greenskins."

Alanbair hesitated inwardly. He felt that he had seen an orc with such potential, and he hoped that he was not overthinking.

They moved forward along the road and soon came to the thick wall given by the Emperor. The complex orbital interceptor was fixed on the top of the hive city, and several logging guns and heavy bombs of the Astra Militarum were mixed in it, and the beam turrets were shining in the sun.

But they were not on the wall, because the wall of the hive city had no so-called top, but was inside a platform like a "hole". The platform had a top and was curved, and the shooting port was narrow, like a cave, and then the soldiers ate, drank, defecated and urinated in it.

Most of the PDFs stationed there were planetary guards or something, anyway, Alanbair did not understand it that way.

But their training and supplies do not rely on the Empire but on local nobles, which also makes them have many opinions about the Astra Militarum from other worlds.

Their equipment is not good either. The planet has basically no industrial equipment. Heavy weapons cannot penetrate the heavy armored logging guns and beam turrets in the city defense projects, and the best heavy weapons in the entire PDF are only very crude heavy bombs.

This is not the best thing the nobles begged from the wandering merchants, but Alanbair will not ignore the combat effectiveness of the PDF. Even if their equipment is simple and their morale is low, they are the most important defense of the Empire. If they did not exist, the planet would probably have been a playground for the greenskins.

The troops of the Astra Militarum are mixed in the PDF, and they can be used almost like field commanders. If the soldiers half a month ago were not good, they are definitely no problem now.

In that case, Alanbair's troops have to add a lot of low-level personnel.

When they climbed up the wall, the mechanical elevator creaked, and people saluted them as they passed by. Even though Ailanbaier knew that was not for the staff officer, he was still happy to accept such respect.

Going along the raised platform of the outer wall, a small door formed a place like a room, but it was not a hotel, but a cave entrance.

There were many protruding defensive platforms on the high wall. The place to enter the platform was through the "hole" for one or two people and the small door Ailanbaier saw.

Going through it was a huge metal platform, a curved ceiling, and in the narrow shooting port, there were bunkers that blocked the enemy's shooting, and several dark beam turrets. Ailanbaier hoped that the machine soul of the turret was accurate enough and that its barrel was strong enough to shoot.

In that cave-like place, it was their next station.

But it's funny, the most advanced technology of mankind has made people like cave dwellers again, and the men and women in the fourth row of Alan Baier are mixed together.

In addition to beds, bedding, a few tables and swinging light bulbs, there are basic drinking water equipment and water pipes for excretion to meet the physiological needs of 70 people in the Star Army Group.

But joining the military career means putting personal needs aside. They have hung the portrait of the God Emperor on the wall, and the soldiers are patrolling and checking normally.

Defending the city is an unexpectedly comfortable thing, at least it is safer than the outpost. There must be hundreds of "caves" like them, one cave every 100 meters, and the staff should also live in them.

When his soldiers saw the staff and Alan Baier coming back, they saluted.

The brown-haired girl sergeant reported. "Sir, the stationing is complete."

Kelan also gave a thumbs up and adjusted the heavy bombs with his care. The Mechanicus girl lived near the wall because she was a logistics staff, so she would come during the regular inspection, which made Alanbair feel a little uncomfortable.

The staff saw that the soldiers were in good spirits and patted Alanbair on the shoulder. "Leave it to us to defend there."

Alanbair looked out from the firing port, which was dozens of meters away. It was narrow, not narrow for that huge platform, but huge for one person.

Outside, the green forest and the darkness were the same as always. The hot and humid wind slapped Alanbair's face, and he found that there was a gate to the east of his stationing point.

"It's really unexpected, and it's a place of great value."

He murmured to himself. Although such a place is dangerous, promotion comes quickly. One attack is enough to make the old soldiers who have come back alive and the promotion like a rocket.

And there is no doubt that Alanbair's platoon should be the best-equipped one in the infantry regiment. After all, most of the equipment in the outpost has been brought out, so it is natural that it is so important.

The staff officer walked to his side, his leather shoes made a clacking sound, and then said earnestly.

"Yes, I am their elite."

"If there is a need for manpower, you can go to PDF. The planetary governor agrees that the Astra Militarum will order them to provide labor."

"And remember, the Emperor will always protect me."

Alanbair has seen too many situations along the way, and he has to say it quickly. "Staff officer, thank me, I helped him too much."

The staff officer rubbed the tip of his nose. "In the words of his idol, people who hit their soldiers with explosive bombs will never live long."

Alanbair felt familiar for some reason. "My idol is Kane? Staff Officer Kane of Valhalla!"

The staff officer nodded immediately. "He has a limited edition of Kane's Book, which took him a lot of effort!"

"He is the honor of the Empire, a true hero, a model for the staff, and he is a world apart from a guy like him who is lazy and afraid of death. I really hope to meet him somewhere in my lifetime."

"Kai~Kai~Farnes~Kai! The~Hero~ of~the~Empire~"

"Kai~Kai~Kai~"

Alanbair was a little speechless and even tried to stop himself. "That's enough. He knows he is great, two meters tall, with a chainsaw sword that can cut through power armor. Traitors will be ashamed to death when they see him, and demons will cover their faces and leave when they meet him, but he thinks that people actually have flaws."

"He doesn't think it's good to worship someone so much..."

John came over. "Boss, who can't sleep without looking at the portrait of the God-Emperor?"

Alanbair pushed away his talkative soldiers. "Except him."

The staff shook his head. "No, no one can lead so many orcs to their target when they are desperate, and then behead them! Except Kane!"

"Kai~Kai~Kai~" The staff officer continued to hum, he was just like that, he would be like that when discussing things he liked.

Alanbair silently picked up his tactical belt and looked around with the telescope he often stored. After all, it was not during work time, it was not good to slack off, maybe they would not know that the orcs' rumbling things would explode that day.

And Alanbair looked around and suddenly noticed that the bushes in the distance were shaking slightly. He became alert and raised his gun, and found that several Catachan soldiers with wounds all over their bodies and dying soon emerged from the bushes.

It was the familiar power gauntlet, he was Lieutenant Colonel Avada!

"Medic! Staff! They are going east! The Catachans are back!"

Kane~Farnes~Hero of the Empire~