Thanks to many emergency gatherings, everyone was very fast and assembled in front of the barracks in just three minutes.
Yaye stood in front of them, his face that had been either gloomy or serious for three months suddenly turned a little sad.
He glanced at everyone repeatedly, and finally said something hoarsely.
"Brothers, stay alive."
For some reason, Hayes suddenly felt a little sore in his nose. It wasn't because he was afraid of the battlefield. In fact, he still had no idea about the word "battlefield". He was just reluctant to give up.
In fact, he had never been disciplined so harshly since he was a child, but in this group that seemed to have little freedom, he found the feeling of being called "home", including the instructor.
Now, it's like he is separated from his family.
"Everyone knows very well that inspection officers often call you cannon fodder. Some people may know what this means, but most people probably don't. So remember my words, live on, and try your best to live on.
Your bravery, sacrifice and achievements are worthless in the eyes of the superiors. They will not care about what you have done or what you have experienced. Maybe I am ashamed of my duty to say these words, but..."
Yaye said and suddenly rubbed his eyes.
"But, alas, let's not talk about it anymore. Let's go to the landing site to assemble."
As the team walked out of the camp, Hayes saw many teams. They were like trickles, quickly converging towards the landing sites scattered at various locations in the recruit training ground. Those huge transport planes had already parked at the landing sites and opened their rear hatches.
.
"According to the order, you are not allowed to speak."
When he stepped onto the ramp of the transport plane, Hayes looked back and saw that among the bustling crowd, Instructor Yaye was standing alone and wiping his face with his sleeves.
He seemed to be crying.
Is it because you want to be separated from them?
"Instructor Yaye, we will be back!"
Hayes jumped up and waved his hands vigorously. Hearing his voice, Yaye raised his head, a smile on his tear-stained face, and waved his hands in the same way.
"Okay, I'll wait for you to come back!"
When the transport plane door slowly closed, Hayes and his comrades were crowded together, but it was already much better than when they arrived.
Along with a swaying, the dim lights in the cabin turned on, and he guessed that the thing was flying.
I don't know how long it took, but there was another violent shaking. The transport plane no longer shook the previous one, and seemed to have become stationary. Hayes heard some people saying that it had left the atmosphere.
But he doesn't know what atmosphere is.
"Speaking of which, we still don't know who our commander is."
Hearing what Hashet and others said, Hayes leaned his head curiously.
"Sir, isn't he Sir Ayi?"
Hachet glanced at him and pushed his head out from under her.
"He is the political commissar. I mean we don't know who our battalion commander and regimental commander are yet."
"Battal Commander. Regiment Commander"
"If you don't talk about this, you won't even have a company commander."
"Huh? Uncle Hashet, didn't you say that you were a company commander?"
"Really? Well, I didn't say that."
On the track, a large number of transport planes entered the airport and released the soldiers inside. They walked down the ramp in a daze, and then received severe scoldings from officers and political commissars.
Most regiments have already been assigned field officers. Only a few regiments have insufficient numbers of non-commissioned officers and have to go to the battlefield to replenish them. In fact, they are directly promoted by some field veterans, but this is only limited to officers below the regiment, so officers at regiment level and above are all
Appointed by the Expeditionary Force General Headquarters, some are children of hive nobles, and some are retired officers who have been reconvened.
Tens of millions of new recruits lined up and assembled in several huge squares at the airport. Then, high up in those squares, a huge half-length projection appeared. It was Soshyan in armor.
"The most loyal and brave warriors of the empire, I am Soshyan Alexei, the one who leads and commands this expedition, and the one who will fight alongside you on the battlefield in the future! Maybe some of you will wonder why there is
This expedition? Then I tell you honestly, because the empire has not been peaceful from the moment it was established! The great kingdom of mankind has always been surrounded by aliens, heretics and traitors. The enemy is cruel and ruthless, and their purpose is to invade
We watered the land with our own sweat, plundered the wealth we obtained with our own labor, and destroyed our noble and tenacious human souls! Overturned the eternal beliefs and systems established by mankind under the leadership of the great emperor, and dragged mankind into the unfaithful world.
Vortex of filth! This war has lasted for ten thousand years and is still going on. This is a matter of life and death for mankind, a matter of life and death for the empire, and a matter of whether you and your families enjoy freedom or become slaves of heretics!"
"And now, those enemies lurking in the darkness have launched an attack. All the heroic Guards of the Empire, all the heroic Navy of the Empire, all the Astartes of the Empire - have entrenched themselves in the maelstrom with the most vicious and insidious enemy.
Hundreds of years of red pirates have launched a desperate struggle! As I speak now, there are still tens of millions of soldiers fighting bravely against enemies armed to the teeth, fighting desperately to defend every inch of the Emperor's territory! But
This is far from enough! Those heretics hate the empire with all their teeth and are extremely hostile. They want to enslave everyone in the Maelstrom area. So answer me, will you agree?"
No!!!!!!!
Thunderous roars echoed in the airport, and Hayes screamed at the top of his lungs. The speech completely aroused his emotions. For the first time, he knew that the Red Pirates were so bad.
If that Huron were in front of him, he would definitely shoot him in the head without hesitation!
"Look, the roar of the loyal and brave soldiers is enough to make all the traitors feel scared! And my only request for you is that there must be no room for grievances, fearful people, defeatists and deserters in the ranks.
Everyone must be fearless in battle, and throw themselves into the war to defeat the heretical enslavers without risking their own lives. They must be brave, bold, and fearless! Everyone must defend every inch of the imperial territory and fight to the last drop of blood! Warriors!
Our enemies are assembled! Now we know where they want to die! Their time has come! Stand firm in your faith and let your anger give you greater strength! The time to fight has come! Put on your armor, grab your sword and gun,
I will kill the enemy on sight!"
Finally, Soshyan performed an eagle salute.
"Everything, for the Emperor!"
For the Emperor!!!!!!!!!
The prayers of tens of millions of people made the alloy in the airport tremble.
After the speech, there was a long flag presentation ceremony, and Hayes finally knew their number, Abu Bakari's 2nd Infantry Battalion, 310th Infantry Regiment, but he didn't know which company they were in.
In addition, their leader seems to be named Arni Morales, but Hayes has never heard of this person, but it seems that Hashet means an aristocratic young man.
Although Hayes doesn't have much idea about aristocrats.
On the other side, tens of thousands of political commissars also gathered in a separate hall in the airport. They stood as straight as pine trees, their political commissar coats as neat as new, and their hats in their hands.
Most of these young political commissars had just graduated from Chuji School and had not even graduated yet. However, under the severe war situation, they had to join the army early.
Alex stood on the podium, looking at the energetic faces, but felt a little sad in his heart.
How many of these young people can survive the war?
In fact, he already knows the answer
I'm afraid not one in a hundred
"Young men, you are about to embark on the battlefield. I imagine you have learned enough about how to motivate soldiers and assist officers. Here are some words that I want to say to you as your senior, not as a commander.
The Emperor has given us a heavy duty, and the only way to fulfill this duty is to win, but victory is not everything. You must remember that winning is what you should be most concerned about. Leave the killing to the soldiers.
Well, the life of a political commissar is much more complicated."
Alex paused and saw that many political commissars had doubts on their faces, as if they did not understand what he said, and then continued:
"Perhaps some of you may be wondering, doesn't the academy teach you to find ways to win? Or to find the elements of victory? Not only that, you need to take a long-term view and think about what kind of victory is worthwhile. You must use everything
Elements and insights, observe war from different angles, and be sure not to be bound by orders! Sometimes officers are as sharp as green butts, and we need to think more. If we can do our best, then with our hands,
The black and white debate of war will no longer be so clear-cut. We can cleverly give war meaning and even purpose. Killing is only suitable for those simple-minded reckless men, but they can easily get lost in the cruel war. Our responsibility
It is to watch over the operations of those killing machines and guide them in the right direction, not only for the sake of the soldiers, but also for the Emperor, and for our own conscience."
After that, he saluted the young political commissars, and all the political commissars immediately put on their hats and returned the military salute.
"Then, everyone, please return to your respective units and soldiers. They are on the battlefield for the first time and need you more than ever."
After the flag-giving ceremony, they collected their protective gear and various items at the airport as a group. As for why the guns were not fired, I heard that the officers were afraid that they would cause trouble in the ship, so
It was decided to wait until the battlefield.
After receiving their personal equipment, the recruits, who had been trained for three months, boarded the huge transport ship and began heading towards the unknown battlefield.