Chapter 689 Infantry Combat Battalion
"The Thirty-seventh Regiment currently has 125 million people. Casare, the Atonement Army, Krieg, and the Valhalla Great Company have become the elite teaching troops of the regiment. They account for one percent of the regiment's number and are scattered on other planets. to train recruits that meet our requirements.”
"So how much fighting power do these new recruits have? Can they keep up with the original Sun Auxiliary Army?" Dorn and Perturabo asked. As the people in charge of defending and attacking Terra, they have a strong sense of the tenacity of the Sun Auxiliary Army. deep impression.
"Then why don't we have a drill? The Thirty-seventh Regiment and the Weeper Chapter fight to see the result." Lin Fan suggested from the side.
"A lot of people will die. If you want to evaluate your true combat capability, you must fight with determination. Any pity or hesitation in the exercise will be contempt for the future war." Dorn said slowly.
Odemeyer said that this problem is easy to solve. After all, the 37th Regiment also needs actual combat to test the training results.
"It just so happens that those Black Templars have filled up my lack of Space Marine data and are of some use. Let's go to Shisanxiang's training ground."
After Odemeyer finished speaking, he stood up and left directly. His non-sloppy actions earned the primarchs high praise.
"It would be great if the officials of the empire could be as efficient and concise as her." Chagatai sighed with emotion.
The entire planet moved under Odemeyer's order, and the troop transport ship parked in the dock dropped to the ground and sent the soldiers who were ready to go to the Thirteen Fragrance training ground.
The Mother of Tears battleship of the Lamenters Chapter also approached the Thirteen Fragrance training ground on Perturabo's order.
Shisanxiang is a desolate planet without a thick enough atmosphere to support any life.
The only products of the planet are various minerals and the extremely wide and flat plateau area.
The huge mining equipment is like a moving hive. The huge drill bit goes straight into the depths of the ground. As the drill bit runs, tens of thousands of tons of crushed ore are brought out and sent to the mining equipment for initial processing.
The training ground Odemeyer mentioned is not as large as the mining equipment, but it is still large enough to accommodate hundreds of thousands of people.
The building's shell is composed of metal panels and needle towers, looking like an unprotected brain.
The one fighting against the Weeper Chapter this time was the newly formed combat battalion of the Thirty-seventh Regiment, a standard combat battalion of 100,000 people in Odemeyer's eyes. Under the operation of Perturabo, the Weeper Chapter also has a scale of 2,000 people. Excluding the 1,000-man standard for the war group, the rest are all medical tactical companies painted in white armor.
Odemeyer made the final adjustments at the console, and then she took down the icon and placed it on a small stand. The next second, a golden shield of faith rose up to cover the entire training ground.
"Everyone please stand at your marked position, and then hold the black nerve bundle extending from the ground to enter the virtual training field."
The soldiers of the Thirty-seventh Regiment and the Lamenters followed Odemeyer's instructions. Hope held the black nerve bundle in his hand and watched the nerve bundle clinging to his hand like a spider web, piercing the electric current. his skin.
Hope closed his eyes in a daze, and when he opened his eyes next time, he appeared in a hive in flames of war.
"In order to give you a greater sense of immersion, I have changed your appearance. From the opponent's perspective, you are all Chaos rebels. Then use all your strength and wisdom to fight without worrying about any casualties. ." Odemeyer's voice echoed throughout the battlefield, and when her voice disappeared, that's when the practice war really began.
This. This is so real.
Hope stretched his hands into the air, and he was shocked by the cool feeling of the wind caught in the gaps between his fingers.
"Chapter Master, what should we do?" a Captain asked Hope for orders.
"Keep in mind the teachings of the elders, war is a battle of information. Let the scouts investigate the situation in the hive first, and then we will consider the next step with the information we obtain."
The Lamenters Chapter recovered from the shock. They acted quickly, alert to the surrounding environment, and relied on their battle experience to find ambush points and areas that were easy to defend but difficult to attack.
The newly formed combat battalion on the other side has not been idle either. They have already experienced a virtual training ground in the first selection. This is the second time for them to enter this sacred place that can be called a miracle.
"Phew! Do you all know? This exercise is unusual. We have to fight against the emperor's angels, those myths written in books and painted on church glass!" A soldier said nervously. His name was Shitou. A poor man from the bottom of the mining world, his memories before joining the army were only the dim fluorescent light strips and the sparks from the pickaxe hitting the ore.
"Hey, you don't care what those people do. No matter if they are demigods or aliens, just kill them all! Whoever dares to let my good days fall, I will fight him to the death!" Another soldier whispered, he Called Heaton, he comes from an agricultural world under the control of the Adeptus Mechanicus.
The political commissar in the army was not satisfied with the noisy buzz created by the whispers of the soldiers. He raised his bolt pistol and fired two shots into the sky, silencing the whispers of the soldiers with the sound of gunshots.
"Listen! You new recruits who have just qualified to join the Great Thirty-Seventh Regiment! This is war! A war of your own death! Put away all your little thoughts! Fight for the great Emperor and destroy Those traitors who turned their backs on the Emperor's light!"
"Yes! Political commissar! Fight for the emperor!" The soldiers stood up straight and answered loudly. Heaton and Shitou quietly added, "And our respectable great sage Odemair."
The surrounding soldiers also heard what the two of them added, but no one reported these remarks to the political commissar. Instead, they nodded lightly with deep understanding.
The entire combat battalion was on the move, and the battalion-level command post was quickly established. Engineers were using various tools to build positions. They covered the command post with a transparent cloth to prevent it from being observed by the naked eye.
Several half-person-high electrical towers were built and placed behind transparent cloth. These electrical towers will be responsible for affecting the scanning of electronic equipment.
The interference engineers targeting Warp Sorcery have not forgotten either. A double-headed eagle scepter inlaid with black stone stands in the center of the command post. It is generating inefficient exorcism dead zones to reduce the reliability of Warp Sorcery.
"But I can't simulate subspace stuff, so how useful this black stone double-headed eagle scepter can be remains to be discussed." Odemeyer said lightly.
The Sun Auxiliary Army armed with explosive cannons (but above them there is the even more powerful Centurion, personally chosen by Malcador)