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

"Welcome, Horatio." As Horatio walked past Sergeant Louise, she greeted him quietly but clearly.

"Thank you, Captain." Horatio looked into her purple eyes and smiled back.

"Hey, welcome. I'm Fideo, Leidos, come on, and say hello."

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

"...Do your best, newbies, but don't be too happy too soon. Except for the three of us who joined the team first, all the others have died.

I've been replenished 7 times, but none of them survived. Getting to know you guys, and watching you guys die one by one on the Golden Throne, this feeling is really... forget it."

He sighed again and swallowed his words.

"As the last round of reinforcements, all you have to do is survive. We will take care of the rest. Although even this is difficult for most newcomers to do."

[The casualty rate is really high...]
"I will," said Horatio, without being frightened.

"The 3816th class is now leaving, and the 3810th class is on standby! Next we will announce the first batch of preliminary candidates for the new Imperial Navy unit."

As soon as he finished speaking, Captain Lord Sterling came down with a petition.

"The following teams, step out!" After he reported the numbers, he gave a batch of new numbers.

These people had undergone rigorous background checks by the intelligence services, and were mainly from naval families whose ancestors had remained loyal to the Emperor for five generations, including the second son of the Ravensburg family.

For experimental purposes, several additional naval cadets who were not from naval families but had good naval pedigree were admitted, such as Henry Harvey, who became a junior petty officer 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 of personnel was extremely strict.

第一轮预选了26个小组，由13个忠嗣小组，和13个预科生小组构成，1+1匹配成了13支小队。

This design is based on the fact that the future "Hell Vanguard" troops cannot be selected only from the loyal descendants of the navy, and the feasibility of training ordinary people into vanguards must be verified, otherwise there will be serious difficulties in replenishing personnel.

Horatio's group was identified as Group 13, and merged with Archie's Group 15 to form Team 13.

The theoretical full strength is 6 + 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. Two teams can be put together and fit into the Avis landing craft, and an additional heavy weapons two-person team can be configured as squad fire support.

But the students who stepped out soon discovered a problem - the largest group on the preliminary list had only 5 people, so where did the other person go?
Just as the students were whispering and looking around.

The gate of a training ground slowly opened.

Twenty-six sergeants of the Zhongsi Stormtroopers wearing bright red berets trotted in in a line and stood in front of the cadets.

Many students couldn't help but gasp when they saw these veterans wearing military green Sky Eagle training vests, who were tall and strong, with perfect bodies, stern and ruthless faces, and most of them had obvious and horrifying battle scars on their bodies.

"Fuck, why is there still Chief Storm?"

"You don't want them to lecture us, do you? But I'm just a prep student."

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

When the students were talking in low voices, "Silence!" Captain Sterling shouted.

"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 lines. They are elites who crawled out of the pile of dead bodies! Now they will serve as your team instructors and will give you special training to make you the strongest imperial soldiers.

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

Many new recruits who came to recruit soldiers swallowed 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 Candidate School, they, like the loyal heirs of the Navy, dedicated their bodies and souls to the God-Emperor and underwent the same physical enhancement surgery as the loyal heirs of the Navy.

The navy loyalists were much calmer than the preparatory students, and many of them had indifferent looks.

Leidos, who was standing in front of Horatio, looked at the sturdy female officer opposite him provocatively and snorted coldly, silently revealing his pride that "the loyal heir of the navy is better than the loyal heir of the storm."

Many of them were admitted from Zhongsi Yucheng School. Cruel and harsh elimination was their childhood. Now they are just moving from one extreme to a higher extreme. Many of them have a positive attitude and are eager to try.

The Storm Sergeants stood separately in front of each group, representing themselves as the instructors of that squad.

Standing in front of Louise was a female officer with a downturned mouth. She looked to be about 25 or 26 years old. She had a long shallow battle scar on her high nose bridge, left lower eye corner, and right lower jaw. Her hair was relatively short.

If it weren't for the woman's body outline, it would be easy to mistake her for a sturdy man from the back.

The female officer was very tall, estimated to be at least 1 meters tall, with tight and strong muscles. Her abs and eight-pack abs were visible from under the dark tight lining.

Seeing Horatio looking at her, the lady chief shifted her gaze and looked at him.

She had no expression on her face, but one could sense a kind of indifference from her eyes, which was the contempt of a strong person, making those who looked at her unconsciously feel that their momentum was being severely suppressed by her.

Louise frowned, her purple eagle eyes staring at the golden-brown eyes, as if inviting a fight, forcibly pulling the lady sergeant's gaze back.

The training ground fell into silence, and the atmosphere between the two men was as solemn as that of two western gunmen standing face to face, ready to draw their guns from their waists and compete at any time.

If we use animals to describe the two, the lady officer is like an aggressive lioness, while Louise is like a calm but fierce horse that may explode at any time.

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

The lady sergeant took a step forward, pressing her body straight against Louise.

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

[The Catachans... the planet where they have been competing with plants for air and living space since childhood, where almost everything is ferocious and alive, and where even Chaos Space Marines and Tyranids cannot escape death.]
The Senior Chief Petty Officer seems to be the highest-ranking officer among these Storm Chief Petty Officers. Unless she reaches the rank of Chief Petty Officer of the Navy, she is the highest-ranking 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 of them didn't speak, everyone knew that this high success rate was based on a high casualty rate.

The two men saluted each other, but their eyes were sharp as a thorn.

"Everyone, be prepared for the actual combat drill tomorrow. Dismissed!"

(End of this chapter)