Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire - #5 - Chapter 5 The new platoon leader

In the training ground, the light of the laser gun gathered, then flickered, and then split the air. The powerful weapon was fired continuously until the battery became empty, and the instructor continued to scold harshly.

“Can I shoot? I’ve never held a gun before, you’re a waste!”

“God Emperor, you don’t need to be so merciful when you are wronged by an alien. Look, did he fight that well?”

The instructor watched as he walked, and soon he arrived at John’s side. It was terrible. The hit rate was 27%, which means that even 11 shots could not kill an orc…

He didn’t even bother to curse until the one behind him, that is, the former gangster platoon leader. He had touched firearms and fought in many wars, even though his group was small.

The hit rate was 53%, which was barely acceptable, but usually the number of soldiers coming from PDF was around 70%. The soldiers in that period were so bad that the instructors scolded them.

“Fuck me, if you really don’t know how to do it, don’t do it.”

The abuse made the platoon leader upset, and his shooting skills became distorted, and his hit rate became 50, 48, 45…

“Fuck, shut up!” he yelled back, and then the shock stick hit his butt. It was not something that was originally given to the Hive City Marshal, so it was not equipped by PDF.

The old gang member felt his whole body tremble, a familiar feeling…

“Ahhh!” The screams continued. Fortunately, the power was not strong, so it only made him suffer a little. The instructor cursed and walked towards the shooting position to the east.

Then the instructor immediately shut his mouth when he saw Alan Beyer’s shooting accuracy.

He concentrated on holding the gun, and with a swish, the beam grazed the space, melting the chest, head, thighs, legs and arms of the green-skinned target, forcibly turning the enemy into a “stick”.

The laser gun was ridiculously stable, and the gun hit the bull’s-eye, and the hit rate was 100%.

The reason is also very simple. Shooting a fixed target with the shooting assistance system in the Dark Ages is as simple as playing a game with the scope on.

The instructor was stunned, but soon he shouted. “Another 100 meters!”

The target moved backwards abnormally. Theoretically, the recruits were basically unable to hit it accurately at that range.

Alan Bayer was not too conspicuous, so he deliberately missed a few shots, but still maintained an 80% shooting accuracy.

Generally speaking, personal results will not be disclosed during training, but private results will continue to be passed on among instructors, and soon many company commanders at the sergeant level will come to the side to observe the shooting training together.

The tall female officer next to her, wearing a bulletproof helmet and vest like an Ogryn, said bluntly. “He said, the guy from the second company, give it to him.”

“Hey, boy, come to his place and let me see what it means in the morning, Jin!”

That person was the commander of the third company, and his military rank theory was similar to that of a staff officer. The commander of the second company, where Alan Beyer was, was a middle-aged man with the appearance of a standard officer.

“Fuck me.” He raised his middle finger, a gesture that has remained dirty even from a hundred centuries to the present day.

When the training was over, the soldiers all walked out of the training ground with bitter expressions, especially the platoon leader. He was next to Alan Beyer and probably understood the story. Although he didn’t know what his hit rate was, whether he could let the company win. Always robbing people…

Concern hung on his cheeks. “Why don’t we just deny the guys from the factory…”

He looked at the guys he usually took care of, because he asked Dong Lai to take a bath after the training time, and then made a decapitation leg gesture to them.

Alan Bayer said a few words to the staff about whether or not, and then got into the bathroom without knowing anything.

There are not many insults outside the Star Army, because whether they are allocated according to the world of the homeland, and even if they like to steal the “rats”, because their comrades -in -arms will be hit by his comrades.

But the hive city is too big, the distance between people is huge, and the reserve force has not really escaped the influence of the planet’s gravity. Maybe the soul is still bound in orbit?

The gangsters had not yet come out of the confinement of the jungle, so they put daggers and fingernails in their clothes, and then walked into the bathroom naturally.

When Alan Bayer came to take a bath, they followed him without even taking off their clothes.

“What’s wrong with us? Are we wearing clothes to take a shower?” Alan Bayer took off his first pants and enjoyed the natural water washing unscrupulously. Is there anything in the hive city that can only be enjoyed by the upper class.

The mist filled the bathroom, and the metallic light also flickered from the lights. The gang members said with smiles.

“No, do you want to show me their private collection?”

Just as they were getting closer, the legs and arms raised the blades, and suddenly a loud sound sounded.

“Notice, notice, the meeting of senior officers has decided to replace the platoon commander of the 2nd company and 4th platoon of the 3rd Skadi Infantry Regiment with the outstanding performance of Sergeant Alan Bayerton, and a special promotion. This announcement is hereby announced.”

Regardless of the broadcast in the camp, the metal on the legs of the gang members all returned to their clothes.

The cold sweat on Alan Bayer’s forehead, who was trying to pretend to be calm, was washed away by the water flowing from his unkempt hair, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Isn’t the empire so slow…

If I had known I wouldn’t have taken a shower!

In the corner, the original platoon leader who was waiting for news was in a daze for a long time. He felt it was unacceptable and wanted to ask the staff officer and company commander what was going on. Suddenly, he ran into a human wall.

His abuse of power undoubtedly meant that the wall fell down and the original workers and residents of the hive city gathered together and geared up.

“Sir, platoon leader, where are you going? It’s not nearly dinner time?”

“No, I heard that there will be new dishes to prepare tomorrow morning. You, the platoon leader, need to come to us.”

About 20 people, two teams, almost half of a platoon had complaints against him, the gang member said shakily.

“Of course, of course.” But a moment later, punch after punch hit his neck, head, and abdomen alternately, making him tremble and shrink to the ground.

When others were still planning to break off his legs and arms and send him back to the nest to fend for himself, John Deen suddenly stood up and showed off to them.

“That’s enough. Aren’t they the Emperor’s soldiers now? Aren’t they saying that we forgot the Bingdong Mine?”

others answered. “He tore up my fiancée’s photo! Did I help him shut up?” The military camp was not big, and everyone in the fourth row knew about it.

“Ice mine?” Then they were surprised why John suddenly said that, and then they looked at John’s face.

“It’s gone, it’s gone, go back to the dormitory!”

For some reason, John’s words also made the discouraged soldiers lose interest and turned around to leave, but they did not forget to curse a few words.

When the crowd dispersed, the leader in the front row crawled up to John tremblingly and said guiltily. “Thank me, thank you for forgiving him…I really don’t…”

John looked at him and added condescendingly. “No, he doesn’t forgive me. He needs me to live with that kind of guilt, if I have a conscience.”

“Remember, it’s because of him that I didn’t become a cripple and return to the nest, but I destroyed the photo that his ruthless person left for him!”

He pointed his leg finger at the front sergeant’s cheek. “Now, I am forever in his debt, my friend.”

That tone and statement, when the hive city gangster saw it, the image of the person who once dominated them flashed in his mind.

“Are you… from that family…”

John put away that attitude. “That’s enough. It’s good that he didn’t fall out that day…”

After listening to this, the front platoon leader felt as if his body had fallen into an ice cave.