Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!

Chapter 62 02.0062: ‘Fourth graders are your best big brothers! ’

“Welcome, Horatio.” When Horatio walked past Sergeant Louise, she greeted him quietly but clearly.

“Thank you, team leader.” Horatio looked into her purple eyes and smiled back.

“Hey, welcome. I’m Fideo, Leidos, don’t be so reserved, just say hello.”

The young man named Leidos took a deep breath and sighed.

“…Do a good job, newcomer, don’t be too happy too early, except for the three of us who joined the team first, everyone else died.

We were supplemented 7 times, but no one survived. Knowing you guys, and watching you return to the Golden Throne one after another, this feeling is really… forget it.”

He sighed again and swallowed his words back.

"As the new recruits in the last round of reinforcements, the only thing you have to do is to survive, and leave the rest to us. Although it is difficult for most new recruits to do even this." [The casualty rate is really high...] "I will." Horatio was not scared, but said with full energy. "Now the 3816th class of students leave, and the 3810th class of students stay on standby! Next, the first batch of preliminary lists for the new units of the Imperial Navy will be announced." As soon as the voice fell, Captain Lord Sterling came down with a petition. "The following teams are out!" He reported the numbers and gave a new batch of numbers. These people have undergone strict background checks by the intelligence department, and are mainly from naval families whose ancestors have remained loyal to the Emperor for five generations, including the second son of the Ravensburg family. Due to the nature of the experiment, a few individual naval loyal students from non-naval families but with a good family background were also added, such as Henry Harvey, who became a junior sergeant at the age of 16. Horatio, who had seen the plan in advance, knew that this unit was preparing for the "Hell's Vanguard" under the Fleet Military Intelligence Command, so the selection was extremely strict.

26 groups were pre-selected in the first round, consisting of 13 loyal heir groups and 13 preparatory student groups, and 1+1 matched into 13 teams.

This design is because the future "Hell's Vanguard" troops cannot be selected only from the loyal heirs of the navy, and the feasibility of turning ordinary people into vanguards must be verified, otherwise there will be a serious dilemma of replenishment.

Horatio's group was determined to be the 13th group, and merged with Archie's 15th group to form the 13th team.

The theoretical full complement is 6 people + 6 people, a total of 12 people per team, which is a very suitable organization for the Imperial Navy, because it just fills up the 12 seats in a Valkyrie transport plane. The two teams are put together and can sit in the Avis landing craft, and an additional heavy weapon two-person team can be configured as squad fire support.

But the students who stepped out soon discovered a problem - the largest group in the pre-selection list was only 5 people, where did the other person go?

Just as the students were whispering and looking around.

A gate of a training ground slowly opened.

26 sergeants of the loyal storm soldiers wearing bright red berets lined up and trotted in and stood in front of these students.

Looking at these veterans wearing military green Sky Eagle training vests, tall and strong, perfect bodies, cold and ruthless faces, and most of them with obvious and terrifying battle scars on their bodies, many students couldn't help but gasp.

"Fuck, why is there a storm sergeant."

"Don't ask them to train us... But I'm just a preparatory student."

"What kind of new unit is this? It's mixed."

When the students were whispering.

"Silence!" Lieutenant Sterling shouted loudly.

"This row of extremely glorious Storm Sergeants are your seniors from the previous Storm Loyalists. They are all the last remaining members of the ten-man team who fought on the front line. They are elites who crawled out of the pile of dead bodies! Now they will serve as your group instructors and will give you special training to make you the strongest imperial soldiers.

You will undergo extremely rigorous training. This new unit still adopts the elimination system, and the only way to eliminate is death and disability!"

Many new students who came to recruit members swallowed their throats in fear, but they also knew that even if they were afraid, they had to endure the test, because from the moment they became preparatory students of the Officer Preparatory School, they dedicated their bodies and souls to the God-Emperor, just like the Navy Loyalists, and received the same body surgery enhancement as the Navy Loyalists.

The Navy Loyalists were much calmer than the preparatory students, and many of them had indifferent eyes.

Leidos, who was standing in front of Horatio, looked at the sturdy female sergeant opposite him provocatively and snorted coldly, silently expressing his pride that "the loyal sons of the navy are better than the loyal sons of the storm".

Many of them were promoted from the loyal son training school. The cruel and strict elimination was their childhood. Now it is just from one extreme to a higher extreme. Many people are eager to try.

The storm sergeants stood in front of each group separately, representing themselves as the instructors of the team.

Standing in front of Louise was a female sergeant with a slanted mouth. She looked about 25 or 26 years old. She had a high nose bridge, a shallow battle scar on the left lower eye corner and the right lower jaw, and short hair.

If you can't see the outline of the woman's body, it is easy to mistake her for a sturdy man from the back.

The lady officer was very tall, estimated to be at least 1.9 meters tall, with tight and strong muscles, and her waistline and eight abdominal muscles showed from under the dark close-fitting lining.

Seeing Horatio looking at her, the lady officer turned her eyes and looked at him.

She had no expression on her face, but people could feel a kind of indifference from her eyes, which was the contempt of a strong man, making people who looked at her unconsciously feel that her momentum was suppressed by her.

Louise frowned, and her purple eagle eyes stared at the golden brown eyes, as if inviting a fight, forcibly pulling the lady officer's eyes back.

The school field fell into silence, and the atmosphere between the two was as solemn as a western gunman standing face to face, ready to take out a gun from his waist at any time.

If the two were described as animals, the lady officer was like an aggressive lioness, and Louise was like a calm but fierce horse that could explode at any time.

"In the future, these Storm Sergeants will be your best instructors!"

The lady sergeant took a step forward and pushed her body straight against Louise.

"Valina Basilone, Catachan, senior Storm Sergeant, participated in 108 battles, 45 of which were kill team missions, with a success rate of 100%"

[Catachan... the planet where they have been competing with plants for air and living space since childhood, almost everything is a ferocious living thing, and Chaos Space Marines and Tyranids will not be able to escape even if they come. ]

And the senior sergeant seems to be the highest rank among these Storm Sergeants. Unless she reaches the position of Chief Sergeant of the Navy, she will be the highest rank officer in all the teams.

"Louise Tavella, Cadian, Navy Sergeant, Ship Assault Section, participated in 15 battles, including 4 kill team missions, with a success rate of 100%"

100%, even if the two did not speak, everyone knew that this high success rate was based on a high casualty rate.

The two saluted each other, but their eyes were sharp.

"Everyone, be prepared for the actual combat exercise tomorrow. Disband!"