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Silently adjusting the seat back, Yolanda no longer comnted on the car, and indeed, no similar abnormal situations occurred thereafter.
In the midst of casual conversation, the convoy quickly descended via the elevator to the lower ring fortress.
However, just as Zhang Ge's vehicle crossed the fortress to the other side, it was discovered that the vehicles ahead had been stopped. A crowd of Astra Militarum had gathered around the front few vehicles, and the guards who had originally been riding in those vehicles had disembarked. Under the command of their captain, they were attempting to intercept the Astra Militarum.
When they saw Zhang Ge's distinct vehicle erge, the crowd unanimously began to surge towards it.
Zhang Ge noticed that the majority of the Astra Militarum were from different units. A quick glance at their shoulder plates revealed over a dozen different numbers, and upon closer inspection, there were likely even more.
What's going on? Did the people ahead cause trouble? But how could they have provoked so many at once?
Zhang Ge said to Yolanda:
"Do not exit the vehicle, but do not activate the weapon systems unless I am directly attacked."
When Zhang Ge stepped out of the vehicle, the already barely holding line of guardsn who were trying to stop the Astartes completely collapsed.
In principle, according to their duty regulations, they should have escalated to the use of lethal force. But just by catching a whiff of the accumulated filth and the unmistakable stench of blood from the long retreat of these Astartes, it was clear that would not be a wise choice.
The guard captain could only order his n to do their best before quickly running over to Zhang Ge, barely managing to explain the situation in the most concise manner:
"They are here for you."
Before Zhang Ge could fully process the aning of those words, the foremost Astartes had already closed the distance to his front. Yet, the crowd that had been aggressively pushing against the guardsn monts ago now seed to be halted by an invisible wall, all stopping in unison before Zhang Ge.
Looking at the expressionless faces beneath the rows of ballistic helts in front of him, Zhang Ge took the initiative to speak, asking in the most straightforward manner:
"What is it?"
One of the Astartes standing before Zhang Ge stepped forward, straightened his legs, and saluted. After Zhang Ge returned the salute, the Astartes spoke:
"466th Infantry Regint."
Generally, Astra Militarum units from the sa planet, after being conscripted as tithes, are organized into the sa regint as much as possible when forming new regints. They are assigned a number to signify which Astra Militarum regint they are from on that planet.
If they do not encounter allied forces with the sa number, they can simply refer to themselves by the nurical designation. If they do encounter such forces, they distinguish themselves by using the planet's na followed by the nurical designation.
If an Astra Militarum regint is deployed back to their ho planet for combat, and if most of them are from the sa region, they might have another designation, such as the nth regint of a specific hive city or other location, and use this designation within their ho planet.
For an entire hive city, an Astra Militarum regint is a source of pride, significant enough to be recorded in the local history of the hive city. The regint itself, of course, generally does not mind bringing glory to their holand.
Additionally, if a planet has long been known for producing distinctive or high-quality recruits, the regints from that planet are honored. In any situation, they can refer to themselves by the planet's na followed by the nurical designation to highlight their special status.
This unique thod of designation is due to the sheer number of Astra Militarum regints in the Imperium. If they were simply numbered sequentially, the numbers would quickly beco too long to fit on a shoulder plate.
Returning our attention to the current conversation.
Zhang Ge did not interrupt the other party. It was clear that rely ntioning the unit designation was not all they intended to say.
Sure enough, they soon pulled out several dals from their waist pouch.
Given the efficiency of the Departnto Munitorum, surviving to receive dals either ant they had completed highly valuable special missions or hailed from a planet of significant military importance.
Even if one survived an entire campaign, without special rits like Zhang Ge's previous decapitation strike, the entire regint might be reduced to a re footnote in the records.
But now, after displaying these dals, the person let go, allowing them to fall to the ground.
"Forr deputy commander of the 466th Infantry Regint, one of only two survivors. Preserving the unit designation with one person is enough. Those dals were proof of my military skills. Now, I request to enlist as a new recruit in the Yarkalan First chanized Infantry Regint of the Astra Militarum. Over."
Zhang Ge listened quietly as the person finished their statent.
On their face, there was no trace of relief, sorrow, pain, or anger—calm, as if they were recounting sothing unrelated to themselves.
"Why choose ?"
Why not choose other Astra Militarum regints? Soone like him would not be rejected anywhere, so why choose a regint that isn't even officially recognized by the Departnto Munitorum? To put it bluntly, if discovered, the entire regint could be purged.
"In other regints, all I could do is sacrifice, but I believe you can help take revenge on them."
The parade had already ended by the ti Zhang Ge familiarized himself with the garrison situation, and the propaganda had also spread here.
War hero.
Zhang Ge suddenly understood the weight and gravity behind these four words.
In a deteriorating war situation, aningful sacrifice is a luxury, let alone hope? Perhaps whether Zhang Ge appeared or not, the nobles would have pushed forward a symbol of hope, but now it is him.
"You will die."
Zhang Ge was stating a fact. He wouldn't abandon his plan to die just because a few more people placed their hopes in him. Even if he were entirely selfless and didn't care about his life after becoming invincible, from the perspective of saving countless people from the mire, his death was far more important than theirs.
"Understood."
Hearing this equally concise reply, Zhang Ge suddenly smiled with relief:
"But at least I will die in the sa place as you."
This ti, Zhang Ge took the initiative to salute the other person, marking the end of their brief conversation.
As this signal of acceptance was conveyed, voices began to rise, abandoning their past identities, honors, and statuses. Perhaps it was a dal, a nto, or a pocket watch from their ho planet.
Hundreds of people decided to entrust their lives to a stranger, betting on a regint that might not even exist in the records.
Because.
Whether he was a puppet pushed forward by those damned nobles or not, since this bastard dressed in dead n's clothes had once miraculously brought back a Titan, why not choose to believe he could do it a second ti, rather than die an ordinary death?
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