Dedicate loyalty to the good empire

Chapter 28 The “Merciful” Military Affairs Department

The war is over, but only temporarily.

The Greenskins were defeated, and Tyler became a true hero in the eyes of the High King and the Space Marines.

But it didn't matter to him, he survived, and that was possible and merciful enough, Emperor bless!

Embracing civilization was one of Taylor's few wishes during this period. When he once again came to the interior of an Imperial Moon-class cruiser, he felt the "warmth" like home.

The lower temperature inside the cabin due to energy conservation, the turbid circulating air with the smell of engine oil, and the overwhelming roar of the engine lingering in the living cabin.

There was just one difference, that is, everyone would salute Taylor, and once Taylor even saw that the senior management of the ship were also very respectful to him.

Such respect has nothing to do with military rank, but comes from the heart, and is an admiration for war heroes.

But Taylor knew that he was just lucky. If he had not encountered the Space Marines, if he had not hit the monitor of the Ork Mech, or if he had not built Frenstein, he would have become part of the death.

I have seen the Divine Emperor!
But even so, when Frenstein was driven into the cruiser's hangar, the maintenance personnel and the Tech-Priests of the Mechanicus still showed incredible expressions.

But this loyal machine soul has been born and has achieved great military exploits, which makes them determined to repair the unreasonable aspects of Franstein.

Such as painting, polishing the exterior and most importantly, inlaying a proper Imperial Skyhawk and installing air conditioning.

Under the murderous gaze of the logistics personnel, Taylor chose to escape without hesitation.

But his behavior is still regarded as free and easy by people.

Overall, the experience of the Battle of Mawson's Ride almost brought Taylor's illusory reputation to the limit.

He encountered a large number of his portraits in the Mawson Ryde starport, with the Imperial Guard's slogans written on them, and encouraged outstanding local youth to join the Imperial Guard.

Although he didn't know what the effect would be, Taylor felt his stomach churning when he saw that scene.

The only good news was that there was enough sparkling water on the Imperial Moon-class cruiser that picked them up, and it was Taylor's favorite Karantis sparkling water.

This may be related to the [Star of Terra] emblem that is now shining on his chest.

At the end of the Battle of Mawsonlade, Taylor's achievements were recognized by the Munitions Department in the tactical outlines provided by the Space Marines, and he was awarded the badge as an exception and promoted to Warrant Officer.

And was issued a loyal plasma gun.

This is the weapon Taylor hates the most. It can emit stellar-level plasma, enough to melt everything, but it can also easily overheat and explode during continuous shooting. It can be called the gun version of the "Zero".

Although there is a saying within the Imperial Guard, "Loyal plasma never overheats," Taylor does not believe it.

He wanted to give this weapon to his boys, but then he realized that this weapon was actually given to him by the Military Affairs Department as a special reward.

After his retirement, the weapon will remain a mark of honor, but until then, it will belong to both Empire and Taylor.

Taylor looked at the exquisite plasma gun with intricately carved patterns. The azure plasma flowed inside the gun, as if it could take his life at any time.

He sighed.

"It's destined..."

"karma!"

Secondly, in theory he was now the commander of an Imperial standard company, but because he had just been promoted, the main army still did not have enough staff for him.

Perhaps because he had no real power, even though he only had the title of lieutenant, the other soldiers still loved and respected Taylor.

They jokingly called Taylor "Baron" because he really had a title from an imperial feudal family, although this name was a joke to an imperial infantryman like Taylor.

Now, Taylor is also happy to spend his days in jokes and boredom.

He spent the next few weeks basically doing various promotion-related things and enjoying life.

But the Ministry of Military Affairs believed that leaving the 36th Skadi Regiment idle would be a great waste for the Empire. After all, he was a victorious general, and naturally, with great ability came great responsibility. Soon, a new appointment quietly arrived.

The Moon-class cruiser reached the sky above a beautiful imperial world in a few days. It was a beautiful light blue, white, atmosphere and ocean, with a few fragmented continents making up everything.

From the outside, it looks like a huge sapphire, and the inhabited land is actually a flaw on it.

This is a beautiful garden world called Clarkson.

The local technological level is within the Imperial standard, and because there are only a small number of residents, no large hive cities have been built.

Most of its continent is covered with fine sand, and the ocean is everywhere, like an enlarged beach. The locals rely on hydroponic agriculture and fishing for their livelihood.

This is not a typical imperial world. In the future, it may be inhabited by dignitaries. It is an amusement park for the upper class and a good place that infantrymen like Taylor will never be able to reach in their lifetime.

It was not worse than the previous Mossen Ride, and was even more comfortable. Taylor couldn't understand why the Military Affairs Department was so kind and willing to let them enjoy family happiness here.

At the urging of Political Commissar Tychus, Taylor boarded the transport ship. To be honest, the old man never scolded him again after he received the Terra Star Badge.

This made the situation rather boring, and Taylor preferred to go toe-to-toe with the old man, just as he had when he enlisted.

As Taylor's position became higher and higher, he was a little worried that his brothers would become as disloyal to him as Tychus had been.

Until his dazed look was seen, Tychus angrily hit him on the back.

"What are you looking at, you little bastard? Hurry up and get on the transport ship! You're so lucky! How did it get your turn to be stationed on Garden World?!"

Yes, yes, that’s just right!
Taylor walked into the transport ship with a nasty smile and brought his brothers to the ground.

As they passed through the thick atmosphere, they saw the rough sea.

Huge waves and rolling, whale-like creatures frolic in the endless ocean.

Taylor said to the other brothers.

"What the hell! Have we really changed our luck? Can we stay here forever?"

He enjoyed the feeling of the sea breeze on his face and looked at the golden beach in the distance with a few tall trees growing here and there.

Whether it was Katie, Miss Lightling, or even the serious Roland, they all showed extraordinary excitement and happiness.

Until the transport ship dropped them on the surface, at a standard Imperial outpost with a few scattered concrete fortresses and enough ammunition, the soldiers of other regiments handed over to them with tired expressions.

Taylor was a little confused. It was a beautiful day here, and there was no sign of enemies from the empire, so why were the soldiers so tired?

Without thinking too much, he relied on his privilege to find a fortress at the innermost part and then sorted out the situation inside.

Both the underground ammunition depot and the concrete on the ground were intact and did not look like they had been in a war.

Taylor felt very strange until several orange alien aircraft, carrying the Empire's anti-aircraft firepower, flew across the sky and dropped a few objects.

Taylor yelled immediately. "Bunker!"

But after a long time, the thing did not explode.

He bravely walked over, only to see an orange box with a strange circular symbol opened up, revealing a number of beautiful snacks and supplies, as well as several manuals.

Taylor picked up the books and opened them, and it said:

"To the Imperial Guard, High Officer Kabuzhuo Li Ken La of the Shui Clan salutes you. May I ask if you are still diligently working at your post today? For the so-called Imperial Truth..."

After reading it for a while, Taylor realized that the words between the lines were talking about how wonderful the living environment of a race called the Titanium was, how garbage the Empire was, and that the Titanium could accommodate humans.

This isn't a book! The densely packed lines between the lines are just one sentence.

The best way, very good!
(End of this chapter)