Chapter 114 A happy start
"Weapon is a philosophy, your choice determines your philosophy!"
In the center of the training hall, Yu Le, the Order of the Silver Blade and the Gray Knights' recruit company commander, was holding a one-handed sword, patrolling back and forth in front of the entire array of Gray Knights and lecturing loudly.
"Cherish every swing of your sword and bring as much victory to the Emperor as possible!"
Behind him, under the statue of the emperor, stood a command team composed of Calvin, monk Apothecary Pombo, and think tank Canus.
"Recklessness is not the source of courage. Only rationality and justice can wield the sword in your hand."
Six people in a row, a steel wall composed of six rows of Gray Knights, listened silently to Yule's teachings.
"Faith is the cornerstone of our mission, and loyalty is where our mission lies!"
Yule raised the big sword in his hand, looked at everyone in front of him and shouted loudly. After he finished his lecture, everyone present followed him in chanting that ancient oath:
Wear faith as armor!
Use loyalty as a strong shield!
Arm yourself with a pure heart!
I would like to use this body to demonstrate the power of the Emperor!
I am the gray knight!
I am the calamity of the devil!
All evils retreat before us!
I am the Emperor's Hammer!
After the closing ceremony, the daily group training came to an end.
After the team disbanded, Yule and Calvin walked outside. As they walked, the two of them discussed the next step for the Gray Knights detachment.
Yeah, not the squad. Because together with the 20 Gray Knights brought by Yule himself, there are now a full 36 Gray Knights on board the Revenant Redeemer.
This kind of power is enough to dominate the direction of the entire war under the special circumstances of certain battles, so Yule felt it was necessary to listen to Calvin's ideas on how to use this power.
"First go back to the nearest star sector and see if there are any missions nearby. If not, then contact the Grand Master and see if there is any ongoing battlefield there that we need to join."
This was Calvin's answer. After getting the latest power armor to change his outfit, he had no reason to convince himself to return to Titan.
Then starting to take over new tasks nearby became the first thing he could think of.
"There's nothing wrong with that." With Calvin's questioning look across from him, Yule gave his opinion after thinking briefly.
"Well, let's do it this way." Seeing that both parties have reached an agreement, the direction of the entire team will be determined in Calvin's mind.
After the topic ended, Calvin, who had something on his mind, didn't want to waste time chatting anymore. After all, in his impression, Captain Le was always very good at small talk. (Very good at catching fish and buying time.)
"What do you think of the structure of the Holy Hammer Order?" After discussing the current whereabouts, Yule raised a question that Calvin had never thought of.
"What do you mean?" Calvin was a little surprised.
Order of the Hammer? This term can at some point be understood as referring to the Ordo Daemonis as a whole, but it can also be understood as the communication structure between the Gray Knights and the officials of the Inquisition.
Although he didn't understand the other party's specific intention, he still vaguely noticed the difference in this topic.
"As for the issue of the Holy Hammer Order, that is, the right to direct specific business between the Tribunal and us, I suggest you listen carefully. And preferably, have your own opinion."
This was Yule's answer, but it would be better not to say it. The incomplete information in his words made Calvin even more confused.
That's very good. Could you please stop saying that next time? This is what Calvin is thinking now.
"Are you more specific?" Calvin was a little dissatisfied. Why did the veteran talk so talkatively? This is not the way a soldier should behave.
But Yule obviously had no interest in continuing the conversation. He just said to Calvin:
"If you say more, it won't be my problem. You have to go see and listen. Only when you really encounter something will you understand that our existence and the existence of the Holy Hammer Order were at the beginning , or there are still some subtle differences in the ultimate goal.”
After saying this, the veteran gestured to Calvin to indicate that he no longer needed to follow him, turned around and left.
Calvin, who stayed where he was, could only put this doubt in his heart for the time being and let time slowly answer it.
In the next few days, nothing else happened in Calvin's life. He just spent time getting familiar with new equipment and daily training.
From the feedback from the pilot of the Revenant Redeemer, it can be known that they are only three days away from the Holison V system, the nearest effective administrative area of the empire.
In the last three days before returning to the real universe, Calvin consciously shortened his training time and began to fulfill his obligations as the top leader of the unit.
He began to inspect the entire Gray Knights unit, conducting a final review of the status of all Gray Knights.
Equipment, ammunition, weapons, supplies, as well as attached vehicles and all other materials that may be used after returning to the real universe are all within the scope of his inspection work.
In the process of recruiting and adjusting these supplies and equipment, he inevitably had in-depth communication with various departments on the Revenant Redeemer.
This is also what he will truly lack as a commander.
With Calvin's full efforts and the help of all decision-makers, the tense and complicated work was finally completed the day before the spacecraft returned to the real universe.
When the final list review was completed, Calvin finally breathed a sigh of relief. In the past two days, he finally found the feeling of being a father and a mother in the grassroots company in his previous life.
The next day, the Soul Redeemer successfully jumped out of the Manzeville Point of the Horison V galaxy as planned and returned to the long-lost real universe.
This strange galaxy was marked in gray on the star map of the Soul Redeemer, which had never been reached, and the operating status and safety assessment were blue and green, which represented safety.
The above information was not too long from the last update of the data of the Inquisition, but it was also 30 years.
This kind of information, which is neither long nor short, is the most annoying type in the eyes of the Grey Knights, without a doubt.
After all, if the time is too short, it means that you can trust this information to a certain extent and use it as a benchmark for action; on the contrary, if the time is too long, it means that you can simply ignore this information and explore the current environment with an unknown attitude.
It is precisely this kind of stuck in the middle, and its reference value will infinitely hover between the Star Army's butt paper and laser gun, making every user entangled when looking it up.
Don't get me wrong, the Empire's polymer material butt paper is a precious material in any Imperial Army. From wiping buttocks to stopping bleeding and bandaging, it is almost omnipotent and has many uses. It is one of the hard currencies in the trading column of all Star Army;
On the contrary, a laser gun that can't kill a green skin with a round of volleys is the synonym of waste in this sentence.
Special note: The above remarks are all from a non-famous Imperial Defense Force officer, and this book does not assume any responsibility.
Based on the concern that the surrounding information is unreliable, the Soul Redeemer began to apply to the surrounding encrypted military channel to download and update the latest information as soon as the jump was completed.
As the old saying goes, if nothing unexpected happens, then there will always be an accident.
While Calvin and others were quietly waiting on the bridge, the huge Inquisition logo and a request for help suddenly appeared on the main screen before the data download progress bar on the score screen.
The other party's communication signal was connected to the bridge within seconds after the file arrived. The style of the person coming was obviously not on the same channel as what Calvin saw.
The body that had been highly mechanically modified and the head that could only confirm that the chin was still the original made Calvin think for a moment that he saw a motor oil man from Mars.
But the other party's familiar arrogant tone and the bloody smell in his bones made Calvin understand: the person still had a familiar taste, but the difference was that there was a new trouble.
"Emperor bless! You came very timely! I am Demon Inquisitor Rhine Hoffman. In the name of the Holy Human Empire Inquisition! You and your warships are requisitioned from now on!"
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