As long as you die, you are invincible, but in 40K

Without saying anything more, Zhang Ge and Yolanda got into the driver's seat and the passenger seat respectively.

The next destination is to go to the designated recruitment point. The two sides have communicated before, and Titan’s final destination will also be there.

That's right, they decided to take advantage of the military parade and Titan to conduct voluntary recruitment for the 1st Mechanized Infantry Regiment. Zhang Ge certainly had no objection to this.

What a joke! Who doesn't know the name of the Astra Militarum? Normally, there's no problem. After all, the treatment is pretty good compared to ordinary people, and the status is quite high. At least it's currency, not the mud stuck under the soles of the shoes of those who spend money.

But now Chaos is about to hit us in the face. The soldiers who need to be recruited have been recruited several times before, the front line has collapsed once, and piles of dusty and missing limbs of the Star Realm Army have been withdrawn. Why are we still going to carry out voluntary recruitment?

It's not a matter of whether you're willing or not. With so many people, there will always be people willing to be slaves. The problem is that you have to meet the requirements. You can't just draft any civilian to fight. Temporary conscription only lowers the requirements for military skills, but has much higher standards for willpower, resistance to pollution and other aspects.

Otherwise, if I give you a gun and you point it at your teammates within seconds of going to the battlefield, wouldn't that be turning the tables on yourself?

Of course, Zhang Ge was not the only one who knew these things. Other people in the nest city also knew that they did not have the ability to go through the torture of the conscription process. It would take at least four or five days to recover after returning. Moreover, those factory owners and the like would not give you such a long sick leave.

There might not be many people coming by then. After all, if so many people who meet the requirements can be recruited, why not recruit the other Astra Militarum and PDF that are short of troops? Don’t they like them?

This is certain. It will probably take quite some time to recruit soldiers.

Seeing the car in front of him slowly start to move off, Zhang Ge said to the dashboard in front of him:

"Maintain the same speed as the vehicle ahead."

Yolanda thought he was talking to her and asked doubtfully:

"Varied?..."

Before she could utter a word, the sound of a vehicle engine was heard, and the vehicle began to accelerate almost without delay, and continued as required until it reached the same speed as the vehicle in front.

Hearing her movement, Zhang Ge said:

"what happened?"

For a moment, Zhang Ge was able to communicate directly with the Machine Soul using language, and the Machine Soul actually listened to him. These two things happened at the same time. Yolanda didn't know which to be shocked first. She even stuttered a little as her thoughts were overloaded:

"You...you...you drive by talking...why?"

Now it was Zhang Ge who was confused. He explained as a matter of course:

"Why? Of course it's the voice input function. Aren't you an engineer? How come you don't even know this?"

"Voice input, clearly this car model..."

Before she could say the next word, perhaps because she was not used to sitting in the right position and accidentally touched the seat, the backrest suddenly fell backwards, causing her body to lean back suddenly, directly interrupting the sentence she was about to say.

Perhaps it was because the car hit an obstacle, there was a rare jolt, and the grenade launcher that was casually placed on the back seat was shaken and turned slightly.

By a series of coincidences, Yolanda saw the grenade launcher just as she turned her head to look for the adjustment knob, and the muzzle was pointing at her head.

Zhang Ge's voice also came at the right time:

"What's wrong with the model number?"

Yolanda stared at the muzzle of the gun and slowly turned her head back:

"Um... this model... happens to be modified with voice input, which is very rare."

P.S. TvT fans, I was suddenly dragged away to visit relatives today, so the update is late. I typed this chapter on my phone at a relative's house. Speaking of which, isn't there any red envelope for Chinese New Year? (Hint, hint, pointing to the money.

Chapter 46: Astra Militarum

Yolanda quietly adjusted the seat back and stopped commenting on the car. Sure enough, no similar abnormal situation occurred after that.

Amidst casual chats, the convoy quickly arrived at the ring fortress below via the elevator.

However, just when Zhang Ge's vehicle had just passed the fortress and arrived at the other end, he found that the vehicles in front had been stopped. Groups of Star Army soldiers gathered in front of several vehicles in front. The guards who were originally in those vehicles had already gotten off and were trying to intercept those Star Army soldiers under the organization of the guard captain.

When they saw Zhang Ge's unique car driving out, the crowd began to flock here without any prior arrangement.

Zhang Ge discovered that most of the interstellar troops came from different organizations. A quick glance at their shoulder armor revealed more than a dozen different numbers, and a closer look revealed that there were probably far more than that.

What's going on? Did the person in front cause trouble? But why did they cause trouble to so many people at once?

Zhang Ge said to Yolanda:

"Don't get out of the car, but don't engage the weapons systems unless I'm under direct attack."

When Zhang Ge got off the car, the guard interception line, which was basically unable to stop the Star Army, collapsed directly.

In fact, according to the rules and regulations of their duties, they should have upgraded to using lethal weapons. However, just by smelling the bloody smell on the bodies of these Astra Militarum soldiers, which could not be covered by the dirt accumulated during the long retreat, they knew that it was definitely not a good choice.

The captain of the guard had no choice but to order the guards to do their best, and then ran to Zhang Ge, only having time to explain the current situation in the shortest possible way:

"They're here to see you."

Before Zhang Ge had time to think carefully about the meaning of this sentence, the Star Army soldiers at the front had already moved to the position in front of him. However, the crowds that had been attacking the guards in groups just now were now like being blocked by an invisible long wall, and they all stopped in front of Zhang Ge at the same time.

Looking at the expressionless faces beneath the bulletproof helmets in front of him, Zhang Ge took the initiative to speak and asked in the simplest way:

"what's up?"

A Star Army soldier standing in front of Zhang Ge stepped forward, stood with his legs together, and saluted. After Zhang Ge returned the salute, he spoke:

"466th Infantry Regiment."

Generally speaking, after the Astra Militarum troops from the same planet have been paid as taxes, if a new regiment needs to be formed, the Military Affairs Department will try to organize them into the same regiment and give them a set of numbers to symbolize the total number of Astra Militarum troops from this planet.

If you don't encounter friendly forces with the same number, you can just call yourself by the number. If you do encounter friendly forces with the same number, you can use the planet name + number to distinguish them.

And if a regiment of the Astra Militarum is transferred back to their home planet to participate in the war, if most of them happen to come from the same place, then they may have another group of organizations, that is, the No. X regiment of a certain hive/other place name, and use this organization within the home planet.

A regiment of the Astra Militarum is a source of honor to the entire hive, worthy of being recorded in the local history of the hive, and the regiment itself generally does not mind bringing glory to its hometown.

Of course, there is another situation. If the entire planet has a very distinctive or high-quality source of troops for a long time, then the corps from this planet will be honored and can call themselves the planet name + numerical number under any circumstances to highlight their special status.

This special organization method is due to the fact that the Empire has too many Astra Militarum Corps. If they are simply arranged according to the order of rank, there will soon be numbers that are too long to be written on the shoulder armor.

Return your attention to the present moment of conversation.

Zhang Ge did not interrupt the other party. It was obvious that just the name of the compilation was not all that the other party wanted to say.

Sure enough, he soon took out several medals from his waist bag.

According to the efficiency of the Military Affairs Department, those who can survive and receive the medal must have either completed a special mission with high value or have a high status on the planet where the soldiers come from.

Even if they survived the entire battle, without special merits like Zhang Ge's previous beheading, the entire corps might just be a sentence recorded.

But now, after showing these medals, the other party let go of them and let them fall to the ground.

"I'm the deputy commander of the 466th Infantry Regiment. I'm one of only two survivors. Leaving one person is enough to preserve the organization. Those I just mentioned serve as proof of my military skills. Now, I request to join the Astra Militarum's st Mechanized Infantry Regiment as a recruit. Over."

Zhang Ge listened quietly to him finish his words.

There was no trace of surviving a disaster, sadness, pain or anger on the other person's face. He was so calm as if he was explaining something that had nothing to do with him.

"Why choose me?"

Why not choose another Interstellar Army regiment? Someone like him wouldn't be rejected anywhere, so why choose a regiment that didn't even have a formal military department? To put it bluntly, if they were found out, it wouldn't be impossible for such a regiment to be completely purged.

"In other regiments, all I could do was sacrifice myself, but I think you can help me take revenge on them."

The military parade had ended by the time Zhang Ge was understanding the situation at the base, and the propaganda had also spread here.

War hero.

Zhang Ge suddenly understood the value of these four words and the corresponding heaviness.

In the turbulent war, meaningful sacrifices were a luxury, let alone hope. Although perhaps the nobles would nominate a hope regardless of whether Zhang Ge showed up or not, it was him now.

"you will die."

Zhang Ge was stating a fact. He would not give up his plan to die just because more people had hope in him. Even if he was completely selfless and did not care about his life after becoming invincible, from the perspective of saving countless people from the cesspool, his death was far more important than these people.

"clear."

Hearing this equally concise reply, Zhang Ge suddenly smiled with relief:

"But at least I'll die in the same place as you."

This time, Zhang Ge took the initiative to salute the other party, marking the end of the brief conversation.

As this signal of acceptance was transmitted, voices began to circulate, one after another, abandoning one's past identity, glory, and status. Perhaps it was a medal, a souvenir, or even a pocket watch from one's own planet.

Hundreds of people decided to put their lives in the hands of a stranger, to gamble with a regiment that might not even exist in the records.

because.

Regardless of whether he is a vase nominated by those damn nobles, since this bastard in dead man's clothes has created a miracle by bringing back Titan once, why not choose to believe that he can create it a second time instead of dying an ordinary death?

ps: *puts on bat mask* I am Batman, v me 50 votes, I will tie all the criminals in Gotham to the seats and write.

Chapter 47: Firm Belief

The reason for the remaining personnel is naturally that the battlefield they are in is close to the front and the intensity is high. In this case, they can still run away. Most of them do not rely on luck, but generally drive the few various vehicles in the entire group, so they can outrun the demons that do not need to rest.

So, although most of these hundreds of people came from various infantry regiments, they were able to gather together several Leman Russ tanks, a dozen Chimera armored personnel carriers and a dozen Sentinel mechas. It would not be a problem to organize them into a mechanized infantry company on the spot.

After the captain of the guard had a brief negotiation with his superiors, these hundreds of people joined the escort convoy, expanding the original length of the convoy several times.

Soon, the convoy started again and drove out of the fortress. Zhang Ge also knew why the propaganda spread so quickly here.

Posters and advertisements appeared in Zhang Ge's eyes, some of them were hung on some flying objects and floated around, while others were simply projected onto the buildings.

Seeing this, Yolanda said with a hint of sarcasm:

"A star."

Zhang Ge did not deny it. He believed that such rapid and large-scale publicity was not only intended to spread his fame and stabilize the military morale, but more importantly to use this method to morally blackmail him.

As an ordinary person, it is difficult to behave in a way that is completely opposite to the propaganda about your glory and the affirmation of others.

However, although he knew it clearly, Zhang Ge had no intention of paying attention to these soft knives.

His goal has not changed from the beginning to the end. He has no intention of engaging in any political struggle with these people. The people of Xiachao obviously will not gamble their future for the so-called propaganda, thus affecting the result of voluntary conscription.

As his thoughts raced, the convoy headed by Leman Russ quickly arrived at the Lower Nest.

After entering the lower nest, in order to prevent safety risks caused by too many people and disorder, there is a route that is cleared in advance and takes a slightly longer route directly to the rear of the recruitment point.

Although Zhang Ge felt that this was completely unnecessary... too many people? If they failed the conscription, they would still be given rice, oil and noodles, right? Others had nothing to do, worked so hard for so long, and finally had a day off, only to be tortured by the conscription process.

By then, there will probably be more guards standing there than people coming, but it doesn’t matter since I’m not the one who’ll be embarrassed.

With this thought in mind, we gradually approached the recruitment office. From the back, it looked like a huge building with a structure similar to a church - based on experience, this was usually a town hall or a similar administrative facility - but the back was filled with all kinds of messy lines, and even a few temporary generators.

It seems the equipment is consuming more power than expected. How many have they moved here? And where's my Titan?

Zhang Ge looked around trying to find Olivia's location.

Yolanda asked doubtfully:

"What are you looking for?"

"They said the Titans would join us here, but where are the Titans?"

"Isn't it right there?"

Looking in the direction of her finger, Zhang Ge saw a building, no, it should be said that it was a giant shrine that was as large as a building.

After careful confirmation, he saw faint traces of tracks at the bottom of the shrine.

So this thing is that transporter we saw a while ago? A modified version of the Mechanicus Will-O-Wisp, right?

The decoration of this mobile shrine is so gorgeous that it is hard for ordinary people to imagine.

Just from one detail, a golden statue placed casually in a corner for decoration is actually made up of countless smaller golden statues upon closer inspection. Even those golden statues that may not be even the size of a fingernail are not a whole.

Instead, it is like a nested ball, with extremely thin layers hollowed out inward, and formed by thousands of epics depicting different scenes stacked on top of each other. Because the shape is not a regular sphere, the difficulty of this craft is several times more difficult than the already extremely difficult nested ball.

It is hard to imagine what kind of technology could have created such a wonder in such a short time. What's more important is that this wonder is just a tool used to temporarily transport the Titan.

As the vehicle approached, as the perspective changed, Olivia was seen inside... and a large number of priests praying in front of her. It was estimated that any one of them would be one level higher than Yolanda.

Looking at Olivia, it was not convenient to talk to her remotely because Yolanda was sitting next to her, so Zhang Ge just nodded as a gesture.

Of course, the former had already seen him and responded with the same action after he nodded.

However, for some reason, the backs of the priests performing the ceremony seemed to become more pious because of Titan's greeting nod.