Warhammer 40: Starting as a Rogue Trader

Chapter 97 Astral Army

Edgar took the shuttle and landed directly in the Ranger camp.

The Ranger's barracks occupies a large area in Upper Nest, where every inch of land is valuable.

All Dynasty soldiers selected for the Rangers are eligible to live in the Upper Nest, which is coveted by the Lower Nesters.

However, once they are eliminated or leave the Rangers for other reasons, they will lose this qualification.

Although Edgar was mentally prepared, he was still shocked by the Rangers' luxury.

"The Monget Dynasty is really willing to invest."

"You're joking. Dynasty simply doesn't want to mistreat us loyal soldiers. Political Commissar, we're here. Let me take you to your room first!"

The officer said to Edgar from the side.

Looking at the officer in front of him who always had a smile on his face, Edgar still had a serious expression.

He was prepared to be targeted. He had been to several Astra Militarum armies, and many of them did not like the existence of political commissars, not to mention the Merchant Dynasty.

After all, no one wants to have someone in their army who has the power of life and death.

He still remembered the first time he joined a Star Army unit as a trainee commissar, the accommodation they provided him was just a shabby basement.

They tried every possible way to make things difficult for him and tried to get him to leave on his own initiative, but his faith in the God-Emperor was so firm. Did they expect him to leave just because of this?

Then wouldn't his time in the cruel Zhongsi Academy be in vain?

Edgar didn't have any requirements for accommodation, but what he couldn't tolerate the most was that those soldiers who came from the barbaric world, or even from the lower nest and the lower nest, had no discipline at all.

Not every Astra Militarum soldier is as brave as Cadia's, and not all Astra Militarum soldiers have a strong will to fight.

Moreover, the combat effectiveness of the interstellar army is very uneven, and its combat effectiveness depends entirely on the level of the recruiting planet.

But in the end, he won their respect with his bravery in leading by example and his loyalty to the Emperor. With his efforts, he turned those who were originally just scum into qualified Astra Militarum soldiers.

In Edgar's eyes, the soldiers of the Monget Dynasty, a dynasty of traveling merchants and wanderers, might have decent fighting capabilities, but they had no discipline or fighting spirit at all.

No matter what the Rogue Trader's purpose was in forming the Astra Militarum, he would rebuild this army as he had done before!

Let them be the Emperor's Hammers.

Edgar thought in his heart, and a sense of mission arose spontaneously. His loyalty to the Divine Emperor is evident to all!

"Commissar Edgar? Commissar Edgar! We're here!"

After hearing the officer's words, Edgar came back to his senses. He was surprised to find that the so-called difficulties did not appear at all. Although the house provided to him was not a mansion, it was also an officer's dormitory with complete facilities.

When I pushed the door open, everything seemed so clean and tidy. There was even some food on the table, and the air was filled with the aroma of food.

"This is your dormitory. Ranger officers all have single rooms. You will be treated the same as officers. This is Agathos's special delicious canned food. You must try it. It's very popular in Agathos!"

Edgar found that it was different from what he expected... He put down his backpack and sat at the table. The aroma of food made him swallow his saliva.

He tried to pick up a piece and put it in his mouth, and it was even more delicious than he had imagined.

But the more he did this, the angrier he became.

The army is not a place to enjoy life, it will only wear down one's will!

Are the Rangers just like the Sintira's Lancers Astra Militarum, just a bunch of noble young soldiers with the best weapons and equipment but no fighting spirit at all?
Do you need to bring a lot of followers with you when you join the army?
Faced with such a legion, Edgar would rather lead the soldiers from the barbaric world. At least they are fierce and brave enough when the battle comes.

Putting down the cutlery in his hand, Edgar adjusted his political commissar uniform, took out the weapon from his backpack and put it on.

He said to the officer beside him with an unhappy look.

"Take me to the barracks. I want to see your soldiers!"

Listening to Edgar's words, the Rangers couldn't understand why Edgar was so upset. Was he dissatisfied with the accommodation, or was he dissatisfied with the food? How could such delicious food taste so bad?

However, Lord Weir said that apart from military command, we should try our best to cooperate with the political commissar.

But when Edgar arrived at the training ground of the military camp, he found that this army was beyond his imagination again.

Inside the Ranger's base, the soldiers were undergoing almost brutal training under the leadership of their officers.

Almost all the training was done with real guns and live ammunition. He personally saw several Rangers doing real close combat training with sharp swords.

The combat dagger in the soldier's hand actually cut open the chest of his training opponent, but the people around him seemed to be accustomed to this kind of injury.

Once an injury occurs, the medical staff will immediately come forward to provide treatment.

This bloody training method even reminded him of the brutal training at Zhongsi Academy...

But that's the place where political commissars and loyal stormtroopers are trained, and this is just the daily training ground of a Star Army.

In addition to close combat training, soldiers in combat uniforms are conducting live-fire training in the shooting training ground.

Under the command of the team leader, both sides conducted a completely simulated offensive and defensive battle.

If the spikes hit the opponent's ceramic steel combat suit, it means elimination. Although there is no blood, the combat suit will be damaged.

Sometimes it can even cause armor-piercing effects, threatening soldiers under combat uniforms.

Edgar had also seen the combat uniforms sold to the navy by the Monget Dynasty. The navy would cherish them very much and reserve these equipment for the most elite boarding teams.

But the soldiers here don't care about the loss of these equipment.

At this point, Edgar had begun to change his opinion of the Rangers. This unit was obviously different from what he had imagined.

Almost every political commissar of the empire has risen through the ranks on the battlefield.

He could feel the strict discipline of these soldiers, as well as the exceptionally high morale and tenacious fighting will of this army.

There was a look of drive on almost everyone's face; they were all soldiers who had experienced war.

"Is your daily training like this?"

"Of course, the Rangers are an elimination system! No matter if they are nobles or commoners, they are all subject to this system, and no one can change it. Only the best soldiers of the dynasty can join!"

The officer standing by said with pride from the bottom of his heart.

He himself was born a commoner, and the treatment of a ranger officer was envied by people throughout the dynasty, almost catching up with some of the children of minor nobles.

Edgar, unable to find any problem, could only start from his faith.

Arriving at the church in the garrison, the priests led some soldiers in praying. They devoutly prayed for the protection of the God-Emperor, but at the same time they also prayed to their own wandering merchants.

After all, everything they have was brought to them by Gao Yi, the Emperor's living saint. Without Gao Yi, they would have nothing.

The priests also spread the message of Gao Yi's greatness to the soldiers, saying that to follow Gao Yi was to follow the great God-Emperor.

The soldiers prayed fervently and devoutly.

The soldiers' cohesion was almost visible to the naked eye.

When they left the infantry station and arrived at the armored battalion and the flying squadron station, Edgar couldn't help but say in his heart, "What a rich idiot..."

Siege Tanks...Banshees...Liberators, Vikings, and even two giant Thors.

And if Edgar knew that the Rangers could also request warships like the Gorgon, which have the same atmospheric strategic strike capabilities as the strike cruiser, I wonder what his expression would be.

(End of this chapter)