Warhammer: Angron Training Manual

Chapter 286 Red
Nusa satellite.

This place, which was once regarded by the Dogs of War as the most glorious beginning, was regarded as the place that contained the most precious experience, that is, the first time they fought side by side with the Father of Genes, and was the place where the slave owners who enslaved the Father of Genes were completely exterminated... This place was just transformed not long ago.

The ancient ruins on Nu were repaired and patched up to serve as the Legion's base in the Nuceria system and headquarters for meetings.

The legion had been resting for more than two days. For the 12th Legion, which pursued efficiency and speed, 10% of the time had been wasted on doing nothing. Fortunately, on this day, Kiel, who had not been removed from his duties as legion commander after the Primarch's return, summoned everyone in the name of the Primarch.

"Each of our companies must be dispersed to lead a crusade to bring the worlds surrounding Nuceria under the primarch's rule."

"Remember, I don't care what the combat styles of your various companies are. You must strictly abide by the Primarch's 'Criteria of Thirty-one'. The number of casualties of neutral parties and friendly forces on a world must not exceed thirty-one."

Kiel reiterated the rules that the Primarch had set for the Legion.

The Space Marines didn't react.

Because the military regulations of the 12th Legion have requirements for etiquette during assembly. Except in special occasions, people are not allowed to talk or make other movements.

Another reason is that the Space Marines are already accustomed to the thirty-one rules.

For a company of a thousand World Eaters Space Marines, it is not difficult to attack an ordinary world with as little accidental killing as possible.

"Fight independently." Kiel stood with his hands behind his back and his head held high under the relief of the two gods carved by the craftsmen of Nuxing. "Solve the problems you face independently, eliminate the enemies independently, and establish temporary control independently until our new brothers can take over the places we conquered."

"Because the Primarch wants us to become more versatile, this is an opportunity for us to practice and sum up our experience."

"If there are very special circumstances, please report them to me. I will handle them in the most appropriate way. For example, one company is not enough to conquer a planet that is unwilling to accept the rule of our Primarch."

At this point, Kil smiled.

It's like telling a joke.

The Space Marines remained serious, but they were laughing inside.

The 12th Legion has more company-level organizations than other legions. A company is composed of one thousand people, and there is no battalion or combat regiment above the company. This is to adapt to the assault combat duties assigned to the 12th Legion.

However, there are still enough people. It would be inappropriate for a company to face a planet and fail to take it down.

The Space Marines were all very optimistic, except for Captain Mago of the 18th Company and the other men of the 18th Company who were not so optimistic.

Because before they returned to the legion, they really encountered a planet that they couldn't take. If it weren't for the help of the Fourth Legion, the Eighteenth Company would still be fighting in that hellhole full of void shields.

"If you encounter a planet with void shields everywhere, or a planet with very advanced technology, don't fight to the death." Kiel glanced at Mago, "Because it's not something a single company can do to deal with that kind of enemy. We are not as powerful as our Primarch, so we must recognize our own shortcomings."

"We must ask for help."

"I don't care what price any of you pay for the pursuit of honor. I only care whether you will miss the opportunity to fight because of the pursuit of honor or something else."

Kiel said this because he agreed with Margo's decision to seek help.

Even if it was the Fourth Army that responded to the call for support...

In Kiel's opinion, a qualified centurion of the 12th Legion should not fight to the death in one place and should not take on too much in pursuit of honor, resulting in heavy casualties among his fighting brothers.

It is a shame to sacrifice your brothers for honor or some other reason.

“Half an hour after I said that,” Keel said, “I hope you’ve left Nusa.”

All the Space Marines saluted, then lined up consciously to leave the hall.

"Captra." Kil called suddenly.

The warrior named Captera stopped, turned around smoothly as required by the legion's regulations, and saluted by placing his hand on his heart.

Caputra was a centurion, captain of the 37th Company, nicknamed "The Red".

The 37th Company is not an infantry company, but an armored company, so it has a small number of people. The Space Marine crews operate various types of tanks to provide support to their brothers on the battlefield.

"Before you leave, wait for the people from Nusa Tengger to come. They will update your equipment. In addition, some new recruits who have completed the transformation will be added to your company, so that your company will have at least 200 crews." Kiel said.

Caputra realized that the Primarch wanted to expand the size of the Thirty-seventh Armored Company.

One thing that the battle brothers have been talking about recently is that the Primarch may make the Legion's duties all-powerful, and now it seems to be true.

If the rumors were not true, the 37th Company would never have expanded to a size of more than 200 crews.

But... asking questions and hesitation are normally prohibited in the Legion's regulations, so Caputra only thought about it for a moment, and without asking any more questions or saying anything, he saluted again and turned away silently.

While other companies were boarding and leaving Nu Saturn, the people of the 37th Company stood together with the recruits, accepting Caputra's inspection and waiting for the people from Nu Saturn.

"The rules of the Thirty-Seventh Company are simple."

“Don’t do unnecessary things, don’t say unnecessary words, and don’t look at unnecessary things.”

Caputra paced in front of the company of more than 1,300 men.

The flag bearer stood solemnly by the side.

The atmosphere in the entire company was very silent and quiet.

The Nukelian recruits were very accustomed to this orderly atmosphere. They were naturally able to adapt to collective life and rules, so they had no objections and were happy to abide by the regulations of the 37th Company.

Almost all the second batch of recruits are here.

The Primarch was cautious in selecting new recruits. He would not simply gather a large number of people, install gene seeds in them, stuff them into the amniotic fluid tank for a while, and then pull them out to be cannon fodder.

Caputra strongly agrees with this "selective" selection method, because as it is now, these recruits are not troublesome and seem to be willing to accept the style and atmosphere of the 37th Company.

"Strict, silent, and disciplined."

"Complete the Primarch's orders at all costs." Caputra continued to pace and speak.

At this time, a group of people passed by the 37th Company, and the leader even teased Captetra.

"Isn't this Captra, the shortest battle brother in our legion, who is still trying to prove that he is not a spy for the Fourth Legion?"

Hearing this, Caputra frowned and looked at the person who spoke.

He was indeed short, and because of his unusually short stature, he was teased as a spy of the Fourth Legion, because the characteristic of the Fourth Legion's people was that their average height was the lowest in the entire legion.

Caputra looked at the person who spoke in silence.

The man who was speaking was wearing a helmet inlaid with red feathers, which some people call a broomstick, so he was an officer, or at least a centurion.

Caputra's gaze moved downward and he saw that one of the ornaments on the other person's body was engraved with a chain that had been bitten by fangs.

This ornament is a proof of glory, indicating that the wearer has conquered a world alone and established an effective temporary rule. And because he is the first one, he serves as a role model and can receive this ornament.

Anyway, the one wearing this is either Mago or Kahn.

There is no cloak of glory bestowed upon Magona by the Legion Commander, so it must be Kahn.

"..." After some analysis and recognizing Kahn's identity, Captera said nothing.

Kahn was followed by some new recruits who didn't even have armor yet and were only wearing clothes made of cloth.

The clothes were engraved with patterns - the Roman numeral two, as well as a championship trophy and laurel wreath.

This means that those recruits are from the second-phase champion gladiator team, who won the championship spot in the second global selection held in Nukeriya.

These people were fought over by various companies. The first-phase champion team was ordered by the original leader to form a separate company. Now the second-phase champion team has been given to Kahn's Eighth Company.

In the Legion, this is news.

Caputra was just thinking about these things in his head and did not respond to Kahn.

He knew that there had been some conflicts between the 37th Company and the 8th Company, so Kahn would always come over and make some bad comments.

Seeing that Captella said nothing, Kahn glanced at the people of the 37th Company and strode away.

At this time, a recruit raised his hand.

Caputra turned around and said, "Ask."

"Do we have a conflict with the 8th Assault Company?" asked the recruit.

"Yes," Caputra replied, "The question and answer is over. Keep silent."

The 37th Company continued to wait until all the members of the last company boarded the transport plane to the ship and then went to carry out the will of the Primarch.

The 37th Company continued to wait without any complaints, and the veterans did not react or make any movement.

In the silence, what the 37th Company finally waited for was not a transport plane, but a snowstorm that suddenly appeared before their eyes.

The Lord of the White Knights strolled out in gorgeous armor: "Follow me."

Everyone in the 37th Company was very surprised, but because everyone in this company was accustomed to silence, they all saluted without saying a word and followed Qin Xia into the wind and snow.

"You must be wondering why I came here, because my Knight Corps wants to learn how to fight alongside the Space Marine Armored Corps."

"Besides, I am also interested in some things about your company, so I came here."

Qin Xia said this as he led the 37th Company's men through the stern of the White Knight.

This is the armor maintenance depot.

The Knight Mechs and the God Titans are on display here, and the technical worker team trained by Nuwei-1 is inspecting and repairing the Titans and Knights back and forth.

Further ahead, the 37th Company's armored vehicles were also displayed and being inspected.

Caputra noticed that there were more tanks than before and realized that these were the tanks assigned by the Primarch to the 37th Company for the new crews to drive. He just didn't expect that they would be assigned so quickly... The new recruits still needed training.

"These tanks have been in production for a long time." Qin Xia led everyone to a new tank. "This tank has no name yet. It is a tank designed and manufactured by Nusa I. It uses anti-gravity technology. Its defense and firepower are greatly enhanced, but its weight has not increased much."

Advanced, cheap anti-gravity technology. Typical Nuo creation, Caputra thought.

"Your tank is also here, and it has been upgraded." Qin Xia looked at a tank painted in scarlet red.

Fairblade, Caputra's vehicle, a poison blade tank.

The appearance of this tank is quite "cool", with various gorgeous decorations and reliefs.

The people of the 37th Company have always been puzzled about one thing, that is, whether Fairbride is Caputra's vehicle, or whether he designed it himself... Caputra doesn't seem like someone who can drive this kind of tank.

"Guide, may I ask you something?" Captella spoke only now, without any change of expression on his face. "May I ask why you condescended to personally introduce the mission and our company's new equipment to me?"

After saying this, a hint of doubt appeared on Captella's face.

Qin Xia looked at Captera and suddenly gave a frivolous smile.

Captella was even more confused, until his super warrior brain turned and realized what Qin Xia's smile meant...

"No...no no no...this is not appropriate."

(End of this chapter)