Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes - #596 - Chapter 588 Legion Dead Man Rose Knot

“Tindaros has no problem!”

The general, wearing the black uniform of the Inquisition, stood up and answered Calvin’s question after saluting everyone.

“Very good, sit down!”

Calvin nodded, and the latter sat down neatly in the eyes of everyone.

Black uniform, golden eagle emblem, classic sword emblem; major general rank, synthetic fiber imitation leather coat, large-brim military hat with scarlet and gold hatband;

And the most eye-catching thing is the rosette hanging on the second button on his chest.

The representative of the Astra Militarum, Mor, who was sitting opposite, clearly had the rank of lieutenant general, but when he looked at the representative of the major general of the Tindalos Legion, he could only look at him with deep fear!

Those who know them best are always their peers, and as they are both auxiliaries, this direct line of the Tribunal’s thugs will undoubtedly be a strong contrast and reference for their future operations.

Feeling the gaze from the other side, the Major General raised his head and looked directly at the owner. After seeing the owner of the gaze, he followed the usual style of the Tindalos Legion and the style of all the auxiliary armies of the Tribunal, and smiled silently at the other side.

“unlucky!”

Looking at the eight reflective white teeth on the opposite side, Lieutenant General Moore shuddered violently, and then looked away in embarrassment.

He is also a person who has been fighting for a long time, but he still can’t stand the smell of death that is about to overflow from the other party!

right! It just smells like death!

Just like all the direct troops he had seen following the Inquisitor!

This group of people, called the Tindalos Legion, attracted the instinctive attention of Lieutenant General Moore from the moment they appeared on the starport!

Mark V type shotshells. The Officers’ Guards still carry such things, which only shows that their headquarters are often placed at the front of the trenches!

Grea Heavy Hell Laser Gun! This is a rare item that can suppress light armored units with a volley of more than five soldiers. Apart from being expensive, there is nothing wrong with it!

The equipment is simple, and the power battery pack is also modularly arranged. It is not picky about energy, and it can even be charged when thrown into a fire under extreme circumstances!

On the Ophelia III tactical backpack, three offensive infantry grenades and an incendiary bomb jingled in the collision.

Moore has never been to the Storm Star Territory, so he naturally doesn’t know how expensive the fiber of this equipment is, but just from the craftsmanship of it being thin but not having much anti-wear and thickening layer, you can smell the unique “money” of high-grade materials. “Taste!”

Including the officers, all the officers were equipped with carapace vests and shoulder pads under their black military coats, as well as Taogang boot uppers that reflected the metallic luster on their legs.

Even the Ministry of Military Affairs Mark III power sword dangling from the sergeant’s waist, rustling against the metal armed belt!

It even made him mistakenly believe that this was the Storm Guard belonging to a certain high-level judge!

And if on the basis of these equipment, plus the tower-shaped steel helmets and gas masks worn on their heads, there are no gaps at all.

Then, Moore can roughly conclude that this is a very special force!

It is either a new dignitary with a deep background and strong financial resources, a young master soldier who has just allocated resources to establish it;

Either it is a secret force under a certain old powerful department, a secret force that has fought in both the north and south, and is accustomed to fighting in hellish environments!

But it can’t be the former!

Because the equipment and weapons on those soldiers are not things that a recruit with no war experience can play with!

Although they seemed to be relaxed, they always showed a hint of vigilance in their eyes, and even if they were walking in a safe area, they still kept one hand hanging on the gun, which severely betrayed their identity!

This is a pure veteran army, and without exception they are all guys who climbed out of the dead!

Moore was shocked at the time, because all of them were veterans, and they had enough tacit understanding with a complete system. This was definitely not a treatment that ordinary Astral Legions could get!

Based on the virtue of the military command department, after an Astral Legion experienced a high-intensity war and suffered a loss of more than 10%, some grandfather who had just taken office might be kind enough to replenish troops nearby according to the battlefield position at that time;

But if the legion’s organizational losses exceed 30%, then there is only one fate waiting for them – to merge and reorganize with other legions that have suffered serious losses, and there will be no consideration of the source of the troops and the characteristics of the equipment!

As for recruiting troops according to the origin of the regiment, or replenishing equipment according to the missing list, don’t even think about it!

Because according to the empire’s territory and transportation efficiency, even after these veterans have overdue service (in fact, there is no service period at all, but there is a classification based on the age assessment of the overall soldiers), they have missed their physiological prime period, and the rear Ships transporting troops may not arrive on time!

Therefore, in the eyes of someone like Maul, who has been in the Astra Militarum for most of his life, a legion must have all veterans, well-equipped equipment, extremely high tactical qualities, and a tacit understanding.

That usually means that this is not an Astral Legion that was recruited in normal batches.

This kind of corps has only a few fixed origins in the Astra Militarum and is extremely rare.

It is most likely that because of a certain battle that covered their home planet, they were simply classified into the Astra Militarum based on the entire planet as a unit.

Dead soldiers! This is what the Astra Militarum call them, as their homeworlds have either been destroyed by war or are awaiting destruction.

Even if it can be rebuilt after the war, the re-migrated population will have no cultural and historical heritage with them.

There is no continuation of life and no inheritance of history. Therefore, the combat upper line of this group of soldiers is extremely high, but the lower line is extremely low!

They are either constantly being used as expendables, disappearing in long and fierce battles, and then disappear completely one day, or they simply rebel against the empire.

Or it could be like now, under the influence of a powerful person, a very small number of the elite were transferred out of the legion; after escaping from the original fate of extinction, they became exclusive to the inquisitor or a certain bishop. A power between imperial soldiers and private armed forces!

As for the Legion of Atonement?

This thought only crossed Moll’s mind before he subconsciously dismissed it.

The Atonement Legion can reach or even exceed this level in terms of morale.

But also because of their morale, the battle losses caused by excessive fanaticism will essentially contradict the combat experience and tacit understanding of the personnel.

Moore had never seen an armed force of this nature with a legion-sized organization; he never thought that one day he would have no concept of sacrifice when fighting this kind of war, and would only keep running in silence. Fight side by side against the army of death!

But the facts were right in front of him, and he couldn’t help but refute or escape.

The smell on these soldiers is so strong, and there are corresponding details on their clothing to support Moore’s guess!

Not one, not a few, but all the soldiers and officers.

He did not see any personal accessories or equipment on the chests and collar badges of the opposing team members;

But on the badge of the leading major general, which should have been marked with his name, there was only a simple but eye-catching number – 11-25!

Tindaros Eleventh Legion, No. 2 Commander (Political Commissar), fifth term!

This is all the information about 1125 in the list of participants that Moore obtained before the meeting.

Judging from this information and the temperament displayed by those soldiers, he could only draw an outrageous conclusion:

The Inquisition has so much money that it can’t even be burned!

Where is this astral army? This is the ultimate enlarged version of a Stormtrooper!

And when he thought about the future battles, he would have to fight side by side with this group of lunatics from the Tadashi Academy, and because of the original body, they would have to obey the orders of these people to a considerable extent!

Lieutenant General Moore, who had always maintained considerable independence in the Gothic Sector, couldn’t help but feel heartbroken for himself and his colleagues behind him!

“By the Emperor, people are going to die…” Maul murmured.

renew.