Bahram in casual clothes is obviously more likely to impress people than when wearing power armor - even among the many recruits, they have not taken off their armor.
The recruits have just finished their day of live-fire training and are summarizing the gains and losses of the training.
Bahram pointed out that a recruit should be punished gently, but the young Astart felt only a gentle reprimand, and Bahram was as close as ever.
"... The tactical policy that was previously formulated was not to fight a hand-to-hand combat, Allen, you have a good reason to carry a blaster, rather than trying to solve the problem with a dagger."
"I understand, captain."
Bahram smiled and sat down on the bench.
"So how did you convince your team members to have an adventure plan with you?"
The young warrior laughed too.
"I told them that, regardless of the rules or not, victory is the only criterion for success."
"Really?"
"certainly!"
The warrior clenched his big fists tightly.
"The most important thing in war is the final result, if there is no victory..."
"That would be meaningless."
Nearby, Gomo stroked his gray short chin with his hands.
"This 'tactic' comes from a little boy's mouth. I'm afraid I'll be scared and dizzy. Haven't you ever thought that your victory was exchanged for a violation of plan and discipline?"
The recruit's eyes dodged to the side under the laughter of the veteran, but Bahram grabbed the moment, chuckled gently, and eased for a moment.
"Allen, you must forgive Haumor, whose sharp tongue is the only sword he can still use skillfully at his age."
Gomo pretended to hurt and grabbed her chest tightly.
"Oh, an arrow shot into my heart, from my own captain, such a tragedy."
Bahram kept a calm smile, but in fact, he could feel the fatigue of his old friend pretending to be humorous, and it was not easy to lead the recruits.
"You all did a great job today, and soon you will be qualified to be tools to engrave the will of the Emperor in the Milky Way."
None of the other recruits spoke, each of them was silent, turning their faces to Bahram's shoulders.
When he looked around and tried to figure out why the recruits all knelt down, a voice rang out.
"The battle captain of the 10th company, Bahram."
It was not until this time that Bahram realized that he had not heard of the arrival of the commander of the War Clan, which made him feel uneasy.
Bahram stood up, turned around, bowed deeply to the commander of the battle, and vaguely realized that Instructor Saul was also beside him, and there was a servant, a woman, hiding behind the commander of the battle.
"Captain of the Battle Team."
Soshiyang's face smiled slightly.
"Armin has a high opinion of your squad recently."
Bahram did not dare to look up, and like him, Soshiyan did not wear power armor, but ordinary robes.
Nevertheless, even in such a simple dress, no one would have misunderstood his existence.
"Brother, there is no need for such etiquette. This is not the royal court of a certain king."
Bahram straightened up, looked at Soshyang's deep black eyes, and made up his mind not to retreat.
Then, he felt Soshiyang's gaze pierced deeply into his body, and felt that his heart seemed to be tightly held in his hand by his slender fingers, and was being weighed and considered.
Bahram felt like a frog in the well, and the nerves of an ordinary person might collapse under such scrutiny.
"You have done a good job in the recruit training this whole year. I haven't visited the recruit company for a long time."
"Captain of the Battle, I'm not worth anything special-"
"This is just your verbal rejection, isn't it? False modesty is unwelcome."
"I am just the Emperor's servant."
Bahram responded reluctantly:
"This is glorious enough."
Soshyang laughed a low voice and placed his hand on Bahram's back.
"Come on, Bahram, let's talk."
As they walked to the ramp leading to the balcony upstairs of the arsenal, Bahram turned around and saw the mysterious long-haired lady wearing a veil followed them, said to be the narrator of the War Commander - Loken occasionally brought up gossip about her and the War Commander, but Bahram had never taken it seriously.
"I know you don't like praise or something, but you have to understand that honor is sometimes necessary, and the soldiers must know that they are valuable, and when the time comes, you must praise colleagues and subordinates. Without it, even the most determined person will eventually feel worthless."
Soshyan took him to the balcony, and they looked down at a large group of people.
The entire recruit company was below. Everyone had just finished a whole day of training and had just disbanded. Some people were still gathered together in groups to talk about something.
Bahram saw Robin, Oscar and Zod.
"I heard, Bahram, a lot of people talk about you being a kind person, someone who cares more about others than about yourself, and you quickly unite them by yourself after taking over your own squad, and no one doesn't recognize your organizational capabilities."
Soshiyang then sighed softly.
"For me, unity of the battle group is important, a battle is coming and it will test all of us."
“I will be ready.”
Bahram thought for a while and suddenly realized the reason why he was summoned by Soshiyan.
The 11th Company of the War Chapter, a brand new reconnaissance company, and Armin once mentioned this to him, and Bahram was confused at that time.
"Captain of the Battle Team, are you doing... the 11th Company?"
Soshiyang turned around and looked at him with a deep gaze.
"I want to know what you really think, Bahram."
Bahram took a deep breath and whispered:
"We are Astarte, the commander of the war, the Lord of Humanity, who guides us on this path. Our mission is to protect mankind, illuminate the lost, and punish the fallen and aliens... If we take an open and frank position and do these things under the light of the Emperor, then I have no doubt that we will eventually win because justice is on our side... but if any of these are hidden in the darkness, even the tiniest part, we may go astray."
He trembled and took a breath, noticing that Soshiyang was staring at him intently.
"Although the new company has its value, it is all based on darkness, and I... have reservations about it."
After a long time, Soshiyang nodded slightly.
"Thank you for your frankness, Bahram."
He paused for a moment.
"Sergeant Bahram, now has a new order."
Upon hearing this, Bahram felt a tremor in his chest and guessed if he had said something wrong.