Chapter 66 02.0066: "Master of Learning and Applying"

To prevent slipping, a layer of fine sand was laid on the training ground.

Crash—a handful of sand was thrown towards Valina.

[Fuck, how did he... squat!] She had to raise her hands to cover her eyes, but she was still splashed.

Since it is the sergeant's guidance, wouldn't it be disrespectful not to follow her instructions?

Horatio approached quickly, and while the other man's vision was distracted, he delivered a vicious uppercut to his lower abdomen.

That is where women give birth to their lives and it is also one of their most vulnerable parts. There is only fat and no muscle. If hit, she will kneel on the ground with her legs clamped together and trembling.

Faced with Horatio's extremely threatening attack, Valina suppressed the discomfort in her eyes and immediately made a full-scale counterattack.

Horatio changed his straight punch to an uppercut, bypassed her forearm, and rushed to her face.

[This is an imitation of my feint, haha, funny.] Valina saw Horatio's trick.

She reacted just as quickly, raising her hand to take the attack.

Just as she was about to be intercepted, Horatio suddenly kneed Valina in the abdomen.

The woman took a deep breath of cold air and reacted as fast as she would on the battlefield.

She quickly blocked the uppercut with her forearm, but the huge force still made her retreat repeatedly.

[This bad boy focuses on women's weaknesses.] Valina gritted her teeth and raised the corners of her lips, expressing her approval.

Horatio took the initiative in the attack, closing the distance and throwing a fierce side kick.

The Master Chief quickly distanced himself and tried to block with his hands, but was still hit in the elbow.

Before she could recover from her imbalance, Horatio approached again.

The fist tore through the air, making a long whooshing sound.

Snapped!
The battle-hardened female officer knew that no one could resist the thrill of pursuing a victory, so she used stumbling and decline to deceive Horatio's judgment and induce him to focus on the attack.

Suddenly, out of her uncertainty, she snapped into an offensive stance, dodged sideways, clamped her fist around his wrist, and stopped at the tip of Horatio's nose.

"You are a master who can apply what you have learned. I didn't expect there is a rough diamond like you among the loyal heirs of the navy."

The woman snorted coldly, flicked Horatio's nose with one finger, raised the corner of her lips with relief and said:

"To attack instead of defend is actually to attack and defend at the same time; to appear to be retreating is actually to lure the enemy deeper. This is the second experience I gained at the cost of my blood, please accept it."

"Thank you for your dedicated guidance, instructor." Horatio expressed his sincere gratitude and solemnly performed the Sky Eagle Salute. The female sergeant returned his salute.

Horatio learned another trick, quickly absorbed the experience, and came up with several similar strategies in his mind.

With the enhanced learning ability brought by the prosthetic limbs, he has a photographic memory for all the moves he has seen, and many of them are already in his mind. What he has to do next is to transform them into muscle memory through actual combat.

[Today's harvest is very rich.] Horatio nodded with satisfaction.

Seeing that this new blood was learning quickly and was so humble, the female sergeant was very pleased and her evaluation of this black-haired young man improved a lot.

Then she cleared her throat: "Now everyone get ready!"

At the command, all the students quickly lined up.

"Preparation room, run forward!"

On the viewing stand, naval leaders exchanged views on the results of the training.

"Friend, what do you think of Horatio's performance just now?" asked Brigadier General Edward.

"I'm more concerned about his future progress. You can't be an officer just by relying on your fists. What do you think?" Major General Alexander Hood asked indifferently as he stood up and straightened his clothes.

Edward had known him for many years and knew that not mentioning specific defects was the highest compliment he could get from him.

"At least I'm not worried about him in combat." Brigadier General Edward said with a smile.

"You have the same style as you did back then, don't you?" the chief officer of the Navy's Loyalty Department joked.

"Oh, by the way, your daughter..." Brigadier General Edward suddenly thought of something.

"What's up with her?"

"She asked me if she could assign Horatio to be her bodyguard. Has your daughter told you about this?"

"..."

"The cultists have attacked her. I think it's time to give your daughter a bodyguard. After all, she is your only daughter."

"How can a precious navy sage waste his time in a place like this!"

Major General Alexander Hood snorted coldly: "We can't spoil her."

Brigadier General Edward shrugged and said nothing more.

Major General Hood stood up and was about to leave, but suddenly seemed to remember something, turned around and added: "Use his vacation time."
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The scale of the Navy Tadatsugu's maintenance room is extremely large, a majestic building similar to an ancient Roman temple. "Stand on it." Louise, the team leader, said to Horatio.

When Horatio stepped on it, it was like some large mechanism was triggered.

『+Start configuring equipment+』

『+ Chuji Standard Battle Suit +』

The mechanical servants on one side held a carapace painted void blue, one in front and one behind, and with the sound of locking clicks, the front and back breastplates closed together tightly.

The mechanical arms on both sides approached Horatio's outstretched body and installed arm armor and shell gauntlets with advanced data pads on him.

The machine behind him, with the help of the servitor, put on the shoulder armor for Horatio.

“We are His servants.”

"Forge a grim mission."

The ministers of the Church of England sprinkled Horatio with holy water as the choir of acolytes sang the hymns of the Emperor.

[Oh, this damn sense of ritual.] Horatio thought, it contained both surprise at the complexity and tediousness unique to the 40K universe, and praise for the Empire's emphasis on warriors.

The Shield of Orm helmet was slowly put on Horatio's head, and it made a crisp clicking sound the moment it was in place. Horatio's eyes instantly flashed a terrible red light, filled with the oppressive feeling of an iron-blooded warrior.

"Clad in armor, holding a blaze of red rage."

Two scary-looking "little angels" flew behind Horatio, one in front and one behind, slowly flapping their holy white feather wings, holding a Riza-type Hell Gun in one hand and a large energy pack in the other.

Made from the finest materials of the Forge World of Reza, this weapon is the most popular standard weapon among the Faithful Legion.

By tuning this energy pack, the Reza Infernal Gun can fire lasers that penetrate ceramite at its 60 megawatt range.

This means that even if Horatio encounters a traitor Space Marine with this gun, he can smack them in the face and kill them.

“With piety in our hearts, we are His guards.”

Click! Click!
The fully equipped Zhongsi warrior slowly walked down from the assembly table.

Horatio looked at the helmet. There was a holographic tactical analyzer in the visual area, which was constantly searching and analyzing the surrounding intelligence.

The information on the arm data panel is more detailed, even including information about his team members, the status of various parts of the body, weapon status, etc.

This is the T0 among the mortal troops. An Imperial Guard regiment is only assigned the Loyalist Army of ten soldiers.

The solid and finely crafted armor, produced one-on-one under the supervision of the Military Affairs Department, gave Horatio an unprecedented sense of security.

The Hell Lance was large and heavy, and the Carapace Armor was not light either, but it was not much of a burden for Horatio's body, which had been strengthened by Father Latti.

The preppies wore heavy boarding armor.

The Gothic fleet's boarding crews (also called scavengers, or deck sweepers) wore helmets similar in design to knights' armoured helmets, with the slit in the middle of the helmet being their goggles.

This armor is thicker than the armor of the Void Troopers (normal armored sailors), and is made of ceramite and plasteel similar to carapace armor.

In their hands they held a Cadia-type Hell Gun, to distinguish them from the weapons of the loyal soldiers.

The main reason is that the Riza-type Hell Gun is more valuable, and the Military Affairs Department rarely distributes the Riza Hell Gun to anyone other than the Tadashi Corps.

The power and endurance of the Cadian Hellgun are lower than those of the Ryza type. The battery energy pack is only 10 kilograms, and the cost of the optical sight and the entire gun is far less than that of the Ryza type. However, this does not prevent it from being an excellent and precious weapon that can penetrate the power armor of the Traitor Space Marines.

Horatio read Rear Admiral Hood's manual and learned that the Navy was developing a batch of experimental armor specifically for the Hell's Vanguard. It might not be long before everyone's armor would be unified. Of course, with the efficiency of the Empire, it might take a long time.

"Everyone, lock the Hell Guns into shock power mode and march to the training ground!"

"The safety of the Hell Gun is here, and the shooting mode can be adjusted here." Louise said to Horatio through the sound array.

She patiently taught him how to use the Hell Gun.

"Although you are divided into teams, you will now train in small groups and manage your own groups. I don't want anyone in each group to fall behind. Do you hear me?"

"Yes!"
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Boom, boom, boom! With solid and heavy steps on the quick-setting soil ground, the students formed a square formation and ran at a constant speed.

The 15-kilometer journey to the shooting range seemed so far away. The scorching sun made everyone's armor and weapons hot.

Fortunately, the internal circulation system can inject cool air into the armor and expel the hot air from the vortex radiator next to the horn-shaped sound array backpack. Horatio felt like he was wearing an air conditioner.

Two Storm Sergeants driving Taurus assault vehicles were behind them, scolding the team that slowed down, and using the wheels to spray exhaust and dust on their faces and bodies.

Chief Petty Officer Valina was also wearing the full uniform of a loyal stormtrooper, but she was not wearing a helmet. Instead, she wore a bright red beret on her head, which, with her 1.9-meter tall stature, made her look like a leading flag.

Horatio adjusted his breathing evenly and rhythmically. They had already run 8 kilometers in full gear. Everyone in Louise's group was running in the front row, and right next to them was Henry Harvey's group.

The only flaw was that the second son of the Ravensburg family lagged behind a little, but was still trying to catch up with the team.

Horatio looked around and found that Team Leader Louise was running and observing something around her.

[It's so quiet. There's not a single other student on the entire road. Did the instructor block the road?]
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