Endurance.
Now.
.
In the single-person training room next to the Seventh Company's training hall, Hades, wearing the simplest combat uniform and holding a universal war sickle, stood next to the training cage.
The veteran - Hades later learned that his name was Blanca, and he was the commander of the 2nd Battalion of the 7th Company. He was wearing MK2 power armor and was standing next to Hades with his arms folded.
A low, indistinct voice came from Blanca's helmet.
"When you have defeated this battle server for the first time, come back to me."
Wait, isn't this what Hades imagined? Shouldn't he first be taught how to use a bolter, a melta gun, or at least some tactical phrases
Hades watched as the grey hemispherical fence rose up to surround the arena, and the battle server, which was half a meter taller than Hades, dropped from above the top of the cage and hit the ground with a dull thud.
Blanca didn't bother to pay attention to Hades and just waved her hand, signaling Hades to enter the training cage.
"Combat Exercise α-3, medium lethality."
The cylindrical combat server was activated, the indicator light on the top lit up an ominous red light, the machine's wings opened, and the six chain saw-like blades revealed a cold look.
With a slight click, six chain saws roared at the same time!
Hades raised his scythe and made a starting gesture.
He knows now that this is called a show of force, right
Although Hades knew that this part would definitely exist, he was still a little angry that he didn't even pretend.
The machine on the opposite side rushed towards him suddenly, and six chain saw blades flashed dizzying tracks at the same time!
Hades instantly exerted force on his feet, jumped up suddenly, spun half a circle in the air, head facing the ground, and turned his hands. The sickle flew with it and hooked downwards!
"hiss-"
There was a teeth-grinding sound of metal friction, sparks flew between the scythe and the server, and dazzling white light splashed everywhere.
Hades slammed the ground heavily, and without hesitation, he turned around with his sickle, and the sickle wind broke through the air, tearing straight towards the server -
"stop!"
The sickle stopped the moment it touched the server, leaving a bright metal dent that was particularly conspicuous on the originally smooth and shiny outer shell.
When Hades jumped up and attacked the server with the first blow, the server, which had received enough damage, had already fallen into a state of truce, and the red light above its head had turned green.
Hades turned his head and looked at Blanca calmly.
Just a show of force, right
Unlike the Barbarus Death Guard who usually fight in groups, Hades actually fought his way out of the alien pile by himself.
However, Blanca was still crossing her arms, and her face, hidden by her helmet, seemed to be thinking about something.
"Type 3 Combat Server, Combat Exercise α-3, Maximum Killing Power."
The veteran's calm voice sounded again, as if ignoring Hades's little provocation.
Some metal strips lowered from the ceiling, and the servo that Hades had been fighting earlier automatically walked up and returned to its original position.
Next, a servo that was clearly two sizes larger than the previous one came crashing down with a thud.
Hades looked up and saw a huge guy who was about two meters taller than him.
The red light is on.
"Defeat this one and come back to me."
Blanca's dull voice sounded from the helmet again, translating into Barbarus language with a mechanical texture and a very strange accent.
This time, the veteran seemed very confident. After saying this, he left the single training room directly, leaving Hades alone to confront the giant combat server.
It was as if he had predicted that Hades would never be able to defeat this guy.
It's just a size bigger, look at me—
At noon that day, Hades, with a bruised face and nose, appeared for the first time in the medical room of the pharmacist of the second battalion of the seventh company.
The pharmacist seemed to be very prepared, and used medical gel to fill the wound torn by the chainsaw sword for Hades.
This doesn't look like a wound caused by an ordinary combat server chainsaw, pharmacist Leo thought as he filled Hades' wound.
Although Blanca has a bad temper, she won't give the new recruits Type 3 right away, right
Leo thought silently.
But it seems that I need to prepare some basic medical gel.
Ever since the first recruit arrived, the wound-sealing materials in the medical room have been used up very quickly.
Generally, veterans will not suffer this kind of injury during daily training, and they will keep the injury within a reasonable range.
"alright."
Leo held up the medical tray, with a few drops of blood splattered on it and slowly dripping down the wall.
Hades sat in his seat in distress. He really didn't expect that under the same mode, the second machine was obviously more than three times faster.
This is even faster than the blow that Nakre swung at Hades!
Md, I am really looked down upon!
But what Hades didn't know was that the reason why Blanca left so confidently was because there were only a few veterans in the entire Seventh Company who could easily defeat the highest mode of the Type 3 Combat Server.
Although the remaining veterans were able to defeat Type 3 in this mode, they only won by a narrow margin.
In Blanca's imagination, Hades was supposed to be tortured by the first server for a week.
But now, because of Hades' indifferent expression, Blanca decided to make him suffer again.
In less than a week, the new recruit would probably be fed up and come looking for him.
Even if Hades really defeated the Type 3 Server, Blanca has trained himself into a real warrior!
But this guy does look like a tough guy!
According to Blanca's rational analysis, Hades would most likely not be able to bear it anymore and would come back to him to surrender.
But Blanca really wanted to see the potential of this new recruit. Who wouldn't like a more powerful angel fighting for the Emperor
Blanca hated these new recruits. They were noisy and conceited, and they thought they looked down on them because they had a relationship with the Primarch.
Unfortunately, unlike the Luna Wolves, my Primarch encountered their Primarch in the early days.
Having said that, if Blanca really encounters capable recruits, he hopes that the other side can take over their burden and fight for the glory of the empire for the emperor!
If this guy can really defeat Type 3, he will definitely be an expert at killing aliens.
Blanca finally thought this.
Feeling that his wound would not be torn open again if he stood up, Hades trembled and prepared to get up and leave.
But the door of the medical room was suddenly opened.
A man with a pale face and thin body, obviously of Barbarus descent, walked in.
The wound torn by the chainsaw sword has now scabbed over and is healing rapidly.
Hades opened his eyes wide—
Oh, isn’t this Vox? Finally I meet a fellow countryman!
Happy reading (ω)
(End of this chapter)