Dedicate loyalty to the good empire

Chapter 470: Use your rich experience to strike again

Life in the trenches was not easy, and the stalemate lasted for a long time.

For a full 26 Terran days, the people maintained the highest level of combat readiness, and the crisscrossing trenches formed a brand-new Krieg spectacle, like a disorderly, mud-painting competition.

People are almost obsessed with this, after all, if they slow down, their trenches may be at risk of collapse.

But even so, Taylor still sent countless amounts of promethium to the front line, as well as enough good fresh water and food to ensure that the soldiers' physical exertion would not exceed too much.

The heat comes from food and temperature. Under Taylor's careful care, the Krieg people can finally be described as white and plump.

By their standards, every day during this time was like the Emperor's Ascension Day, even though that was the day of the Krieg Rebellion, and they ate so well to remember the betrayal and punish themselves with food.

It must be said that such days were indeed unforgettable for the Krieg people. They were a group of monastic ascetics with mental cleanliness, and a group of withered Vikings who believed in war and death.

Only death and fighting can bring salvation, while greed for enjoyment will lead to eternal damnation.

This statement is also correct.

So Taylor's only answer was to treat them to canned meat, the best kind, with butter and cheese, full of meat sauce, and some tortillas and pancakes, bread and soup.

The Krieg people complained more than once that those things were too luxurious, meaningless, too delicious and difficult to make, and were slowing down the war progress and wasting manpower costs.

And Taylor replied only.

"We don't have vitamins or corpse starch here. Those things are only given to the greenskins in my army!"

Faced with such judgment, such waste, and such desecration of precious manpower, the Kriegs had to eat the hot and delicious food with tears.

They saw this as Taylor's whiplash for the slow progress of their front, punishing them for the inexplicable things and waste.

Such things are actually often written about in the Imperial Infantry Manual, for example, on one world, a handshake might be a declaration of a duel, while throwing a hat or gloves is a sign of friendship.

But Taylor just likes to feed the guys good food. Didn’t you see that the greenskins under his command are bigger than those of other bosses?

Secondly, his status within the empire and his ongoing logistical operations also gave him confidence.

In this respect, Taylor is like Guilliman in essence. He first spent money to expand the scope of safe routes and clean up pirates and gangsters, traitors and aliens.

Then, rely on exploration to turn the lost imperial worlds into pieces of gold shining in the void.

Now his small empire (the Third Reich?) has grown to a certain size in the entire Storm Star Region. As the second oldest region developed by humans, Taylor is delighted by the many traces of ancient civilizations here.

In short, as long as Taylor wants, the entire star zone can be supplied here regardless of cost. At the same time, the development of battlefield meals has also brought back the technology of integrated soda water, canned food, and bagged food.

In other words, it is individual field rations and soda.

Ironically, this is the 40th millennium of human civilization, not the First World War, and the quality of the light industry here would probably only be defective if Kaul hadn't helped...

It can only be said that in the countless cruel nights of human history, this glorious civilization that once shone countless times has become increasingly dim and pathetic. But the good news is that those things have begun to become popular in the star region, and only Taylor has the production line.

This is the bargaining chip. Although it is not nice to kick someone when he is down, if he doesn't like the other commander, he can use those unique ration production lines to strangle the other party.

After all, even the dumbest commander knows that those large quantities of food that are filling and tasty are enough to make the soldiers fight for him out of gratitude.

However, at this point, Taylor actually underestimated the strategic value of field rations.

Today, the range and duration of the Krieg's presence have been greatly increased, and they can maintain peak combat effectiveness for a full 46 hours, and this is the power brought by those things.

Of course, the fact that Krieg is the Empire's superman also has a lot of plus points.

After all, for many Imperial Guardsmen of average skill, 46 hours of special operations relying on only 24 hours of individual rations is clearly beyond human capabilities...

However, the Krieg's strategic depth has been greatly increased by the individual rations, and the difficulty of their defense has suddenly increased for the Zerg.

After all, once those guys chose the same tactics as humans, the bugs lost the initiative. At the same time, the Empire's experience in this regard had obviously crushed the enemy.

After Taylor arranged for the greenskins to conduct counter-stealth and blocked the attacks of the Licat worms time and time again, his victory was already a foregone conclusion.

The so-called pulling the enemy into the same position as yourself, and then defeating them with your rich experience, is obviously a good way to advance steadily.

Taylor now had complete control of the few tactical depths he had. It was impossible for the bugs to break through his defenses. At the same time, the most important thing was that he had enough supplies and soldiers.

Now Taylor began to try to distribute plasma weapons and Eldar weapons and equipment to the Kriegs, thanks to the Kriegs who had gained his trust.

The most important thing is that the equipment can effectively protect against radiation, although many Krieg soldiers have doubts about this.

But after being introduced to the capabilities of the Eldar equipment and the effects of the Light Lance weapons, the Kriegs were willing to use the alien technology.

At present, it seems that things are getting better and better. In view of the optimistic situation on the battlefield, Taylor even took the initiative to try making his own latte to pass the time.

It's true that the Zerg's greed has been curbed, but even now few people notice how much of Krieg's death world still comes from past nightmares.

On a night when the stars were dim and everything was silent, a sound of soaring wings came from the gray dust fog, like a terrible curse that was about to take one's life.

At first, the soldiers didn't realize that something was wrong, but as time continued to move forward, when it was already around seven o'clock in the morning in the Krieg world, and the sky was still dark...

At first, this abnormal weather was attributed to the abnormal gathering of radiation clouds, but as the dense sounds became clearer.

Only then did people realize that the things in the sky that blocked out the sun were not so-called clouds.

Those are countless sky bats, the flying units of the Zerg!

This also means that the Zerg has overcome the radiation and is now recovering its full strength!

(End of this chapter)