Chapter 91

The heavy cables snake around the low ceiling, humming and running, and the energy resounds through the cabin. The artificial air flow slowly gushes out of the vent fence at the top, bringing oxygen to prevent suffocation, and bringing in the dust and dirt in the dilapidated ventilation duct.

This is the middle deck of the spark. In addition to seeing the busy workers and machine servants, you can also hear the rhythmic banging of heavy machinery somewhere nearby.

Thick pipes stand on both sides of the passage and hall like trees in the jungle.

In other words, this is a steel forest. The animals living here follow the law of the jungle.

At a deeper depth, the ball lamps arranged every other meter around the metal wall are using intermittent dying light, so that the wide cabin will not fall into complete darkness.

Hundreds of soldiers in dark gray uniforms were neatly arranged in a square array, and a dozen high toed officers stood opposite.

The officers' uniforms are silver gray, and there are signs of double swords crossing on their hats and epaulets, which means that they are mortal auxiliary forces subordinate to star knights.

"I'm captain Manson, the first company commander of the gendarmerie battalion."

The chief officer was a tall man with an inch of head shaved and a face full of flesh. His hands were crossed and his wide eyes kept sweeping around the crowd, just like a farmer staring at a group of animals.

"I'm here to supervise you!"

As soon as the words came out, all the soldiers trembled slightly, and then beat their originally straight backs straighter and their chests higher, as if they were being reviewed.

"Our gendarmerie company is your best, big brother! If you have any rules or doubts you don't understand, you can ask us, and we will 'kindly' answer you!"

That's what I said, but the word "cordiality" came out of that bloody mouth, which was basically not convincing.

Not to mention the almost roaring tone, it is more like a threat.

Everyone actually received the threat, but everyone stuck in place like a sculpture and didn't dare to move.

They all belong to the newly formed fifth armored assault regiment.

After obtaining twelve makado heavy tanks, soshyan set about forming the fifth mortal auxiliary force of the star knights on the basis of the original four infantry regiments.

The formation of the new force is also an opportunity. Soshyan reorganized the original chaotic establishment and established the regiment battalion company establishment. (Mo added here, perhaps because of some strange arrogance or habit. When designing the Star Army of the Empire, GW, the parent company of Warhammer, adopted a very traditional British system. This system has been used for more than 200 years from the 18th to 20th century. The most significant feature is that there are no division between regiments and battalions. There are often infantry regiments and infantry battalions at the division and brigade level In addition, due to the need of honor designation, the establishment has become extremely chaotic, which also leads to the fact that in the Warhammer, there may be a regiment of the Star Army, which may be as small as 10000 people, or as small as 2000 or 3000 people, and some are not called regiments, so I don't intend to accommodate this strange setting.)

Take the fifth armored assault regiment as an example. This regiment governs an armored battalion, eight infantry battalions, a reconnaissance battalion and an Engineering Battalion, with a total number of 8500.

The armored battalion is divided into four companies. Each company has three makado heavy tanks and a number of cover infantry.

These companies can be used together to form powerful armored attack spearheads, or they can be dispersed to other battalions as infantry support firepower.

These people gathered were officers and soldiers belonging to the armored battalion.

"Now, please introduce yourself to each vehicle commander! Everyone introduces their tanks, names and names!"

The gendarmerie company commander raised his hand and pointed to the first one on the right hand in the front row of the queue.

"From you, start!"

"Yes! Armored battalion company 1, roaring sickle!"

It was a shaved, muscular young officer who looked exceptionally capable.

But before he finished his introduction, he was immediately rudely interrupted.

"No strength!!"

The gendarmerie company commander roared like an angry lion, and the gendarmeries behind him roared.

"I can't hear at all!"

"Can't hear!"

"Say it again!"

"Come again! Come again!"

"I still want to drive a tank in such a low voice!!"

For a moment, the strong young officer was a little nervous by these roars, and dense sweat spots burst out on his forehead.

"Yes!"

He then shouted in decibels enough to tear his vocal cords:

"Armored battalion company 1! Howling sickle! Edmund Roman Oakley!!"

When he spoke, the muscles of his whole face were almost distorted. When he finished speaking, he even felt his throat smoking.

"OK --!"

The gendarmerie company commander's eyes turned to the one to emmond's left..

"Next!"

"Armored battalion company 1! Steel mill! Pierre bjott!!"

The short and strong legion was obviously smart and pulled his tone to the highest from the beginning.

"Good!!"

Seeing that the other party was so obedient, a trace of color appeared on the face of the gendarmerie company commander.

"Very energetic!"

But when his eyes turned to the third, he returned to his ferocious appearance again.

It was a plain man with a terrible scar on his face from the corner of his right eye to his lower lip. His military uniform looked a little loose compared with the people around him, a kind of undisguised contempt.

"Armored battalion company 1, undead pests, Kent Russell."

Compared with the first two, his voice is as soft as a poet reading by the lake.

His tone and attitude angered all the gendarmes in an instant.

"Can't hear! Can't hear!"

"The sound is too low!"

"Come again! Come again!"

The gendarmes came forward one after another and pointed at him. He looked like he had to go up and do it if he didn't obey.

As for the company commander, he still stood where he was, but his eyes became like a beast trying to eat people.

"What! Didn't you hear me!"

Facing his roar, the man remained unmoved.

"Don't look away!"

"Don't look around!"

"Are you standing at attention!"

The gendarmes not only roared at Kent, but also declared their authority to other officers and soldiers. They crossed their waist like prison guards patrolling prisoners, and their eyes kept wandering in the queue, looking for possible rebels.

At least for now, there is no second one.

"Here! The gendarmerie said they couldn't hear! They just couldn't hear!"

After roaring at the queue, the gendarmerie company commander stared at the rebellious man and shouted his strongest voice with all his strength.

"Do it again!!!!!!!!!!"