Ferron Galaxy, Gyges Star, Blood Wilderness
Bahram drove the motorcycle to the maximum speed he could control and sprinted on the plain. Although the dust rising behind him marked his position like a flag, the stage of covert action was now past.
At full throttle, he climbed a low hill as his respirator beeped: his filter had begun to clog.
He glanced at the battle bike's rune screen to make sure the engine's air intake wasn't clogged with dust.
Bahram felt as if all his time on Ghetsis, other than fighting, was spent cleaning the air filter and soothing the motorcycle's machine spirit.
Fortunately, his mount was breathing easily today.
The planet Gages used to be a human colony, and was later occupied by the green-skinned expeditionary force of the Ferron star. Ten years ago, it was conquered by the Ferron system crusade fleet organized by the ascetics.
The main force that initially conquered Gages was the Astral Knights Chapter.
However, in order to win, many extreme methods were used, which resulted in the further deterioration of the planet's environment. In a short period of time, it lost its colonial value. The empire only established a dozen solid strongholds on the planet's surface to monitor the green skin activities on the planet.
Yes, although the Empire regained the world, the greenskins on the planet were far from eradicated. It was just that they could not gather into large groups and could only exist in the form of scattered small tribes.
However, the nature of the greenskins will prompt them to continuously aggregate and unify, so they need to be attacked regularly.
Coincidentally, this has become a good training ground. The auxiliary troops of the Astral Knights conduct actual combat training here all year round. They hone their skills while fighting against the large green-skinned groups.
And now, it has become the first training place for recruits of the Astral Knights Chapter.
After receiving three months of systematic theoretical training and simulation training, the first batch of successfully transformed recruits began their first practical training.
Upon reaching his destination, Bahram practically jumped from the ridge of the mound.
The wheels of the motorcycle were spinning on the slippery dirt surface, and the entire vehicle slid down the slope. When he reached the bottom of the slope, he checked the wheel brakes, changed gears, and accelerated again.
A trail of dust rose up behind him, burying his ruts.
Hao Mo was on guard near the abandoned water pumping station, and Bahram's eyes spotted his hidden position a few hundred meters away.
He rode up the slope.
In comparison, the ground near the pumping station is harder.
His mount purred with joy as it sprinted toward the pumping station, and Bahram parked it beside his friend and turned off the engine.
"you are late."
Haoma grunted and put his binoculars back in his bag.
Bahram shook off the dust from the battle bike's windshield. Its silver-gray paintwork had been covered by a thin layer of gray.
"Something's following me."
He jumped off the motorcycle and took a knee to show respect for the machine.
"Probably a green-skinned scout."
"Are you being followed?"
Hao Mo raised his head, the motorcycle's engine was making a ticking sound as it cooled, and loose pieces of rusty iron kept making a sound on the top of the water tower.
"They'll be here soon."
Bahram nodded.
"We don't have much time."
He held the handle of the battle motorcycle and pushed it into the interior of the pumping station. The power the Emperor gave him still surprised him. This motorcycle was equipped with thick armor plates and a huge engine. The total weight was almost a ton, but he pushed it up. No difficulty.
This pumping station once continuously pumped water out of the mountain's aquifers, but the groundwater dried up thousands of years ago, and the water cycle followed Gages from a vibrant world to a green-skinned one. The world gradually stops.
The water tanks surrounding it had collapsed, leaving only a ring in the mud.
The situation at the control center isn't much better: It's eroded by weathered dust and surrounded by small holes created by wind erosion.
The scouts set up camp in its dilapidated mechanical halls, hiding their motorcycles and camp from the alien sight.
They had two squads, nineteen recruits in total and two veterans who were responsible for leading them.
One is their company commander, senior veteran Armin, and the other is the mysterious instructor Sol who they admire very much.
Everyone was very curious about the identity of Instructor Thor, because they all noticed that the chapter leader respected him very much, and his swordsmanship was second to none among the chapter leaders. Even before their transformation was successful, all the Astral Knights soldiers were trained by him.
However, there are rumors that Instructor Thor is not an Astral Knight. Of course, this rumor is only circulated within the Adeptus Astartes. No one knows the specific situation.
But while everyone was impressed, Thor's swordsmanship training was almost a kind of torture for them.
Tens of thousands of mechanical sword swings every day, and pace training that was boring enough to make people drowsy. In short, this instructor did not teach them any skills. He just used repeated and non-stop training to carve certain movements into their bodies. In muscle memory.
Everyone was a little confused at first. After Instructor Saul used a wooden stick to knock down all of them holding sharp swords, no one would question his training methods.
In addition to heavy physical and combat training, the rest of their time is spent meditating in the church, or going to the archives to learn knowledge-including the history of the empire, the history of the chapter, and certain alien information, etc.
This kind of life can no longer be described as boring. They have no personal time, no rest, and no entertainment. Everything is just to sharpen their body and spirit.
But this is the Astartes, and they all exist for war.
"For the Emperor" is no empty slogan.
"Bahram."
Armin seemed to have spotted Bahram before he arrived. He was talking to the five recruits of Bahram's squad, writing something in the gray dust on the ground.
As soon as Bahram entered the room, Armin stood up and beckoned him over.
Young scouts need to train for many years before they can go on the battlefield. Although they already have superhuman physiques, they have not yet been transplanted with black carapace, and they cannot wear matching power armor.
Only after completing the training as recruits can they truly become an Imperial Angel.
Most importantly, Bahram couldn't wait to get his hands on a bolter.
"What's the news on the west side of the plain?"
Armin took him into another room to ensure that others could not hear their conversation - although there was no confidentiality involved, according to regulations, the intelligence of the scouts was only allowed to be reported to their superiors, and the recruits must be accustomed to this. tactical regulations.
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