Dedicate loyalty to the good empire

Chapter 326: How to Care for Wolves

Of course, Taylor was still unaware of the changes in Wolf Fang Castle.

They were moving forward against the cold wind, the crew quickly rolling over the thick snow, leaving tracks on the ground.

Those demons were almost wiped out, after all, the Skadi people are experts in this area.

Taylor requested that various weapons and equipment, as well as beacon equipment, be prepared in advance.

When the ocean of Fenris appeared before him, looking at the turbulent and endless sea, Taylor felt for the first time how appropriate the name Endless Sea was.

He said, "This is the most beautiful place I have ever seen."

"Look at the icebergs in the distance, look at the endless ocean! This is where men belong!"

Taylor felt the cold wind on his cheeks as he cursed at Roland, who was scratching his head at the equipment next to him.

"Boss, won't you help?"

Taylor took out the rations he had brought with him and ate them boredly, ignoring his brothers' shouts and simply said, "Iced ones are good too."

The Space Wolves warrior came over and said, "Nonsense, you just want to avoid work."

"I've eaten this ration before. Those sawdust finally turned into bricks in the harsh Fenris winter. Thank goodness! I'll never put any of the Empire's garbage in my mouth again!"

Taylor laughed. "But this is the last bit of food I'll have before my nose freezes."

"No complaints, boys! Hurry up and get to work. I want to go back and eat barbecue..."

The wolf brother said with a smile, "Then you can help!"

Then he changed the subject. "I'm not kidding anymore. What happened to you just now? You asked your soldiers to do such stupid things."

"Do you think I can't see it?"

"At first I thought it was a trick of Chaos, confusing you, until I saw how organized you were in dealing with those demons."

"Control you? You killed all those terrifying monsters and horned beasts without leaving a single one alive!"

Taylor said a little embarrassedly. "It's a bit ridiculous to be seen. It seems I went a little too far."

"I did deliberately place demons into your ranks, simply to get you to acknowledge that the Primaris Space Marines could join your Chapter."

"I don't want the empire to be bound by red tape in a situation like this."

"We need new energy..."

The wolf warrior scratched his head. Even though he was now the champion of Fenris, he was still a bit of a fool.

He grinned. "It's not like you to be so hesitant and beat around the bush."

"From what I understand of you, you'll just slam your weapons on the table and tell me to fight those Primaris!"

Taylor frowned. "Is there something wrong with your understanding of me?"

The Fenris Champion laughed heartily. "You're a capable greenskin! If I'm wrong about you, my biggest mistake is that my understanding of your violence isn't strong enough."

"Or rather, not waagh enough!"

Taylor sighed. "How on earth did I become friends with you..."

"You don't know me at all!"

The soldier replied, "On the contrary, I understand you better than you do, honestly!"

"Don't you get excited when the engines roar and the cannons go off?"

"At this moment when blades meet and fangs face each other, aren't you happy?"

"The taste of victory is sweeter than honey, more fragrant than barbecue, and makes people linger."

"You're a wolf. Once you've tasted flesh and blood, you can't go back to being fed by others!" Taylor replied without hesitation. "Nonsense, absolutely not!"

"Why would I miss the battlefield? That thing only wants life."

"Why would I like fighting? It only makes my joints ache and my heart race!"

The Fenrisian Champion cried. "By Russ, that is life!"

Taylor replied. "Nonsense! You can't buy dinner from fighting."

The Fenrisian warrior shouted. "Let's make a bet. It'll take another half day to set up the beacon. Let's have a hunting competition."

"Since you think food is the only way to prove something, then I want to see who's better: your Skadi or my wolf brothers!"

Taylor hesitated for a moment, until the man said, "If you beat me, I'll let the Primaris join the warband. If you lose, I'll have proven my worth."

"You're a warrior!"

Taylor figured they needed food supplies, but they were in Fenris, where wolves were bigger than bears, and bears were about the size of elephants!

But he was really addicted. After all, he didn't have any major shortcomings in his life, except that he liked to gamble on all kinds of things.

And Taylor knew his own character very well. The bigger the gamble, the greater the possibility of winning. It can only be said that the few throne coins that were like a drizzle were really nothing to him.

But he has a problem, which is that he only becomes interested when it involves life and death.

Taylor replied with a grin now.

"After the sun goes down, we'll judge by the kilogram."

The wolf warrior said, "No, let's judge based on which of us hunted the best prey!"

"More delicious?" Taylor laughed. "Man, you should know that me and my boy eat wherever we go!"

The champion replied. "This is Fenris, my friend."

Taylor thought about it. "Right time, right place, too."

"Then I have one more request. You must bring the captain of the Primaris Space Marines with you."

The Fenris Champion laughed. "You fox! You're still trying to bring us together even after this!"

"Okay, okay, but if you lose, I won't admit defeat to those guys even if I have to!"

Taylor replied at this moment. "Who knows, maybe you'll be happy to have the favor of those Primaris."

He turned around and said, "Boys, get ready, we're going to make some dinner."

Roland said. "What should I do? Should I get my shotgun ready?"

Taylor cursed. "What shotgun?"

"This is Fenris, the dogs here are two meters tall!"

"Your laser gun hitting that fur is barely more than a tickle!"

"If we're going to do it, let's do it big. We'll mix the rations and canned food into a paste, hang it on the cart, make some hooks, and throw it down along the cliff."

"Fishing? Fishing with an armored vehicle?!" Roland showed an incredible expression.

Taylor said. "This is Fenris, where there is a lack of food and clothing, and things are praised one after another. There is no telling how many people like a ball of fragrant rotten meat rice."

"Just listen carefully. No matter what you catch next, the moment it surfaces, you're going to fry it with a hot melt."

"Deal with it as you would with a demon! I don't believe it can't die!"

Taylor spoke with such confidence that Roland felt dizzy after hearing it.

He was wondering, can something that can only be killed by hot melt be eaten?
(End of this chapter)