However, the reply the military police company commander received was——
"Are you deaf?"
The military police company commander's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe that someone would talk to him like this.
"You, you, you—you bunch of bastards should all die in that metal tomb at Ma'kande No. 2!"
The source of the conflict was revealed at once.
The vast majority of the mortal servants of the Star Knights Chapter, including the Mortal Auxiliaries, hail from their former Chapter homeworlds.
Kent's group of people came from the Ma'kande No. 2 orbital station that they passed through not long ago.
Kent himself was the commander of the Malcador heavy tank earlier. At that time, he served in the planetary ground defense force. Later, because of disagreements with his superiors, he was thrown to the orbital station to slowly die.
The passing of the Astral Knights gave him a chance to escape from this space prison.
On the other hand, the newly formed armored battalion also needs veterans like him who are familiar with operations.
However, human beings are always accustomed to sticking together. Apart from blood ties, the love of homeland comes second.
Most of the officers from the Chapter's home planet rejected these latecomers, and the soldiers followed suit. The conflicts between the two sides became more acute after the new structure was established, so much so that Soshyan wanted to solve the problem personally.
His method is simple, break everyone up and mix them up - this may increase the disharmony in the same company.
But as long as some time passes, he believes that the love of comrades will eventually overcome the narrow regional prejudice.
"Death? Die to your ass!"
Kent swore immediately, and then hundreds of people rushed out of the queue and walked towards the military police menacingly.
Their previous arrogance immediately disappeared, leaving only panic.
"You, you are going to mutiny!"
"Blow the whistle! Blow the whistle!"
A sharp whistle sounded, but there was no fear on Kent's face, and he waved his hand.
"Watch them!"
At his order, the soldiers rushed past him and surrounded the gendarmes.
Kent rushed past them, his eyes gleaming fiercely under his tilted military cap.
But the military police company commander had already run away.
There was little lighting in the passage and he staggered through the semi-dark area, but Kent's footsteps soon caught up with him.
When he was about to look back, a hand grabbed him, gripped the back of his military coat and made him stagger.
"Where are you going in such a hurry?"
Kent's bruised fist smashed into his shoulder and dragged him back into the cabin, pushing him down in full view of everyone.
"Twisted mutant monster!"
Kent spat and slammed his fist into the stomach of the military police commander.
The man doubled over, the air being squeezed from his lungs.
Wanting to regain his footing and catch his breath, he instinctively grabbed Kent's side, who pushed him back against the wall, as if to taunt him.
"While we were fighting the traitors on the orbital stations, you were hiding behind the Astartes and enjoying yourself, right?"
Kent grabbed the military police commander's greasy black hair, lifted it up, and suddenly stopped in mid-air.
He found that the guy in his hand was looking beyond him, looking at a dark shadow that enveloped him.
A tingling began to form in the back of Kent's neck, which soon turned into a shiver running down his spine.
He let go of his hand and turned around to look, and then Kent saw him - Colonel Lucian Hilos, the commander of the 5th Armored Assault Regiment, well known to soldiers and officers because he had been a pre-selected Astartes.
He is a nobleman from the Vader galaxy. He is thirty-one years old, very tall, and has an angular face. His brown hair and beard are always neatly combed. He is rigid and demanding, and he has no respect for all kinds of etiquette. He is very persistent in teaching, has great self-esteem and pride, and has high requirements for his subordinates. He was nicknamed "Ci" by his subordinates.
But as the closest person ever to an Astartes, his unique experience gave him an aura so powerful that few mortals could withstand his gaze.
So, this time is no exception.
That bloated and dim light happened to be right behind him—always happened to be right behind him, so as if it was a gift, the first thing everyone saw was always his dark shadow or outline.
And at close range, such as Kent's current distance, all that can be seen is his sharp and cold blue eyes.
His face was as straight as stone, and he was obviously not in a good mood.
"That's enough, Lieutenant."
The colonel said calmly, his left hand resting easily on the hilt of his power sword.
"This bitch needs some punishment."
Kent replied, his arms still raised in the air, eager to try.
Many people thought that this guy might actually be stupid enough to give it a try, and they secretly hoped that he would, and they all wanted to see how the colonel would deal with him.
But under the colonel's gaze, Kent retracted his hand angrily and returned to the front of the queue.
"Disband your soldiers."
The colonel looked at the military police company commander who stood up from the ground and said calmly:
"My people will be out of your sight soon. Regarding this incident, I will give a result."
"This is awesome-"
The gendarme captain looked like he was about to argue, but then he made the mistake of catching the colonel's eye, and Kent watched with triumph as he cowered under that icy gaze.
Different people can see different things in those blue eyes, but they always remind them of some painful and unpleasant things.
Then the colonel remained silent and motionless as the gendarme captain led his men to disperse, and the gendarme captain shot Kent a sinister glance as they departed.
"Kent Ruspel, come out!"
Suddenly, the colonel shouted, still motionless.
The unruly commander carefully stood out of the queue, but did not meet the colonel's eyes, but his nerves were tense in anticipation of the punishment that was to come.
"Explain yourself, Lieutenant."
he said quietly, crossing his arms like a governess.
"That bastard said we should all die at the orbital station, sir."
Kent told him in an angry tone.
"Excellent, sir, my battalion lost thousands of people fighting the traitors, so I lost control."
"You think a gutter bastard like you deserves to live?"
the colonel asked calmly.
"I only know that we fought as tenaciously as all the Astra Militarum, or even more tenaciously! But that pig head only dared to huddle behind the angels and show off his power!"
Kent raised his head and looked directly into the colonel's eyes for the first time.
"very good."
The other party suddenly nodded, which made Kent unable to control his jaw dropping in surprise.
"Ten lashes and no more fights, Lieutenant Kent."
After the colonel finished speaking, he turned his heels and walked towards the passage.
Kent cast a surprised look at the other commanders, who just frowned and shrugged in response.
Then he took a moment to calm down and try not to think about what that attitude meant. He had learned long ago that it was best not to try to figure out the colonel's thoughts at any time. It would only make him more confused.
"Okay, you guys are just looking at the excitement and don't think it's too big a deal!"
Kent shouted to the remaining people:
"Everyone come here and watch me eat my whip!"
