Warhammer: Starting with Industrial Revolution

Meanwhile, the training of the lower-ranking soldiers was also very different from before.

Unlike the perfunctory close-combat training of the past, under the guidance of veterans, they underwent more tactical learning.

Crossfire cover, phased raids, and teamwork and standardized communication.

Furthermore, more adversarial training was designed for these soldiers.

However, due to weapon limitations, the veterans cannot allow the soldiers to engage in live-fire exchanges. Therefore, for the time being, the veterans can only act as referees to score. If a veteran determines that you have been hit, your squad will have points deducted.

Looking at everything before him, Luo Ning easily came up with a solution.

He contacted Viktor via communicator, asking if he had any production templates that could be used to produce a special training ammunition.

Its warhead is required to be made of special materials, with its strength reduced to a minimum, so that it breaks directly upon impact with the target, and preferably leaves colored marks for easy identification.

Luo Ning's idea was simple: since they couldn't use live ammunition for combat training, they might as well adopt a 21st-century solution—Easter egg shooting.

By producing individual warheads and reducing the amount of explosive charge inside the warhead, the probability of accidental injury can be minimized, while also allowing troops to train better.

This not only effectively frees up the veterans' energy, but also makes it easier to calculate the scores.

Unlike the previous aerial gunfights, the paint left on the body from being hit is very noticeable, which will become a major humiliation for the soldiers in the following day, while also effectively enhancing their competitive spirit.

Viktor didn't even need to think for long before quickly providing him with a solution: the Imperial Standard Training Marker STC template, which already existed in the Mechanicus's database and perfectly met Ronin's various requirements.

Luo Ning immediately transmitted the data to the factory and placed a batch of urgent orders.

With everything proceeding smoothly and in an orderly manner, only one task remained.

He returned to his office in the lower district once again, where staff were busy with their work.

Every day, a large number of people come here to apply for jobs. No matter what position is advertised, almost the next second, people line up in droves to apply.

Even when Luo Ning walked in, they didn't have time to bow to him.

However, Luo Ning didn't care. He was here today to see someone else.

Shortly afterward, Delaman and his men quietly arrived at Ronin's office in the Lower Nest district.

Delaman is no longer working as a secret police officer; after all, given his repeated merits, Ronin must rightfully reward him.

This is Ronin's promise to the Lower Nest District: anyone who contributes to the Empire will be rewarded.

Now, under Governor Karl's authorization, Ronin has officially established a security department in the Lower Nest District, whose leadership is an eight-member council consisting of Delaman and seven others.

Their eight subordinates were full-time security guards recruited from the Lower Nest District. They had no law enforcement authority, but they possessed more convenient abilities.

Their core duties are: daily patrols, early warning of abnormalities, and information reporting. They do not have the power to arrest or prosecute, but each person is equipped with a communication device and can immediately call the surrounding defense forces to handle any problems they discover.

The eight men each controlled one of the eight areas of the Lower Nest, while Delaman, as the leader of the remaining seven, had the independent right to report to Ronning.

However, the remaining seven people can also jointly file a complaint against Dragman if more than half of them approve.

Although the current structure and operation of security personnel are still very rudimentary, at least a delicate balance has been achieved.

Although Dellaman appears to hold a higher position than the others, there are seven other people who keep him in check, creating a delicate balance.

Ronin didn't believe in loyalty at all, even though Delaman was practically the first person to join his reforms in the Lower Nest, and his loyalty was impeccable.

But the human species is extremely prone to getting lost in power and influence; no one is a saint.

Although it might hurt Delaman's feelings, Ronnin would rather choose to believe no one than to believe everyone.

After listening to the reports from Delaman and the other seven, the security organization's informants now essentially cover most of the Lower Nest area.

At least for now, the entire Xiachao area is developing rapidly.

Although only a small portion of the population were able to find work, the relief food from the upper classes arrived more promptly than usual.

Meanwhile, new job openings are being made almost every day, and the lives of people in Xiachao District have indeed undergone tangible changes.

The few remaining small gangs and cults have increasingly less room to survive, and they can hardly hide in the shadows to cause trouble anymore. Even if any acts of sabotage occur, they will be discovered by security personnel in time.

Most of the cults have fled the lower hive area, left the hive capital, or entered the lower levels of the hive capital, and no longer pose a threat for the time being.

Luo Ning listened to their report with satisfaction, noted down the key points they made, and then told them they could leave.

But only Drumman was left behind.

"I'm sorry, Delaman, but in order to gain the respect of the people, I can't let you be the leader alone." After everyone left, Ronin finally had time to have a proper conversation with Delaman.

Delaman laughed, the burly man's face losing its previous seriousness and instead showing more restraint.

"You flatter me, sir. I've never been suited to be a leader. I'm already very grateful that you've put me in this position."

His smile was simple, but he only showed this side of himself in front of Luo Ning. On ordinary days, he always looked fierce and unapproachable.

Ronin shook his head, smiled at Delaman, and said with utmost seriousness, "I've told you before, no one is born a leader. Everyone is just doing their job in their own position. You're not mediocre. If one day you sit in my position, you can do just as well as I can."

Hearing Ronin's words, Delaman quickly shook his arm, interrupting him with a look of panic, "My lord! You can't say such things! I have no such presumptuous thoughts."

"I was just giving an example. I just wanted to say that you did a great job." Luo Ning smiled helplessly, stood up, and patted the man in front of him on the shoulder.

After chatting with Delaman for a while and maintaining their relationship, it was already getting dark.

Exhausted, Luo Ning was cleansed by the servants of the harem, expelling the "toxins" accumulated in his body. He lay down on the comfortable bed and quickly fell asleep.

But even in his dream, he did not rest. When he opened his eyes again, he was already in that familiar and beautiful garden.

There's also an old friend I need to reconnect with.