Dedicate loyalty to the good empire

Chapter 46 Catachan

Many people commented that victory was extremely sweet, but Taylor didn't feel that way.

After the Zerg left, the sky became much clearer, and he gained the respect of the Tau and Krieg, at the cost of a slightly shortened lifespan.

His reputation for single-handedly taking on the Zerg's elite troops was spreading, but Taylor's only memory was of himself yelling in the car.

To be precise, he almost lost consciousness.

All I remember is charging and slashing again and again.

Finally, the Krieger girl gave him a kiss on the cheek, which was unprecedented. He was not a pervert, but this was enough to excite him.

Now he stood on top of the Lemanus tank, wearing an unusually beautiful local dress, waving his arms, bringing hope to the poor people who were scared silly by the Zerg and the Tau.

Tyler, the mascot, didn't dislike this job. The locals were throwing flowers to him, even though he knew they were the reproductive organs of plants. Given the local environment, those flowers were probably the result of flowering agricultural crops.

But Taylor still happily accepted those things.

The Lemanus tank was driving inside the city. It was Taylor's first time here.

Well, Taylor has experienced many hive battles, based on his years of experience.

He has begun to subconsciously judge the situation here. If he were asked to choose the battlefield, he would basically avoid the urban area if possible.

Not to mention that the streets constrain our firepower, any window or corridor could be hiding a sniper.

And buildings completely ruin your tactical awareness!
If the building doesn't block your view, it certainly distorts the surrounding sound, and the overlapping echoes make it impossible to identify the location of enemy fire.

In most cases, the only good news is that the firefight will not accidentally injure civilians, because by the time the Imperial Guard takes its turn, the poor people who were stupid enough not to escape will have already been blasted to pieces by airstrikes and artillery!
Overall, Taylor wouldn't be surprised if the Tau attacked the Empire at this time, but this would almost be a departure from the Greater Good they uphold.

Judging things solely by moral standards is really unreliable.

As Taylor was thinking this, several orange aircraft flew across the sky. He almost couldn't help but want to bend down and hide, for fear that his wild imagination would come true.

But the local folk costumes made it too difficult to move, so Taylor had to stand stiffly in the car until those things dropped a few instruments from the air.

Almost everyone subconsciously avoided and hid, whether they were civilians or officers. In the end, only Taylor, who wanted to hide but couldn't, was still standing there.

It was a tasteless little prank. Several holographic projections with parachutes landed on the street, and recorded images of the Tau Water Caste ambassador began to express respect and apology to Taylor.

So when people saw Taylor, still standing and saying nothing, they realized why someone could become a war hero.

Although he was actually frightened to the point of freezing his face.

After a few hours of parading, Taylor returned to the base. He drank tea made by the girl from Leitlin while Corporal Katie rubbed his shoulders.

He had to admit that this was actually quite tiring.

But it's worth it.

But he probably won't stay here for too long, and secondly, he doesn't want to stay here for too long.

Although the Zerg has left, the friction between the Tau and the Empire remains. Both sides are constantly raising the stakes and conducting more negotiations. Who knows whether the Empire will attack first or the Tau will be the first to lose their ambition?
Taylor didn't want to die in such a battle. At least being killed by a greenskin leader could be considered an honor, right?
Until now, he still feels like he is dreaming. Did he defeat the Behemoth swarm?
What a joke!
But for now, Taylor just wants to enjoy the hard-earned relief.

After a few months, the friction between the Tau and the Empire became more and more serious. Taylor often watched missiles flying back and forth and then being blown up by the air defense system. He was afraid that those things would fall on his head, so he was in a panic all day long.

Fortunately.

Taylor was transferred from this world almost unexpectedly a few days later.

After all, as an imperial hero, the Military Affairs Department did not hesitate to transfer him to a more brutal battlefield.

In response, Taylor said, "I thank my ancestors of the Military Affairs Department for eight generations!"

He also refused a transfer offer for a promotion, and the reason was simple: if his rank and position were higher, he would be even more reluctant to leave.

He will also become addicted to honor and treatment, and eventually die from his own arrogance.

If he forgets how many monsters there are in this universe, he will remind himself that people like him are being killed by monsters all the time.

It’s just that his behavior was regarded as a heroic act by most soldiers, such as wanting to share the hardships with the lower classes!
His fame grew in the 36th Skadi Regiment, from a hero to a level almost comparable to that of the regiment commander. Even in the neighboring Imperial Guard, the name of "Baron" Taylor spread.

This is ridiculous. They don't know how anxious Taylor is every time he experiences warp travel. He has to eat more delicious food to suppress his fear of encountering warp turbulence.

Nor is his cowardice when encountering various enemies of the empire.

All they knew was that the man in front of them could easily tear a greenskin's head apart.

In general, he left that beautiful world. He did not expect his next world to be a garden world. There were few such places in the vast borders of the empire.

I don’t know if my lungs, which have only breathed fresh air for a few months, can still accept the turbid hive city gas.

It's just fate that plays a trick on people.

After several weeks of transportation, he stepped out of the transport plane and saw dense forests, rich air, an environment like a tropical rainforest, and ferns covering the ground.

He couldn't believe it as he touched the muddy, rotten plants on the ground around the starport. To be precise, he missed them very much.

He had already started looking for dinner, whether to eat some local creatures or those special berries, after all, he had eaten fish for several months in the previous world.

He wanted to get some beggar's chicken, and the mud and the birds looked like they would qualify.

But before he could do anything, old Tychus came with a Rogal Dorn-like neck that would never fall.

He cursed. "Taylor, you jinx, Lieutenant Colonel Alan wants to see you."

Taylor pointed at himself. "Me? A lieutenant colonel seeing me?"

He was a little suspicious, as if asking, what did I do?
He had just set foot on the ground of this world!
But Taikes just pointed at a group of naked men in the distance. Most of them were wearing camouflage and had red scarves on their shoulders and foreheads.

They were armed with shotguns, carbines, storm grenades and a host of small arms.

One of the women walked up, her biceps bigger than Taylor's lifespan, her right arm made of metal, a completely mechanized implant.

She asked, seemingly noticing Taylor's gaze on her arm.

"Do you want to try it on too?"

Taylor laughed. "That's not necessary."

She looked at Taylor's crotch, his waist to be exact, and with one swift movement she pulled out the knife from his waist.

Taylor reacted instinctively immediately, it was almost a survival reaction, after all, he didn't want to die!

His hand tightly gripped the metal arm of the female lieutenant colonel, while she just touched the handle of the short knife at Taylor's waist.

Then she smiled. "You killed the greenskin, and now you deserve it."

Tyler saw she also had a knife on her waist...exactly the same as his.

A damn word flashed through his mind, confirming who those people were.

they are.

Catachan!
(End of this chapter)