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"Alberto, bring him here!"
Enrique shouted into the depths of the foundry hall, then calmly turned to speak to Hades.
"Those company commanders finally managed to provide the foundry department with a list, and we selected a total of 27 people for this batch. The foundry department lost two technical sergeants in the previous two wars, so the current shortage is not too great."
"However, I think the legion is going to expand again, so I urged those old hands to do more and poached some more people from them."
Hades felt that Enrique, who was now standing in front of him, looking exhausted and with oil stains on his armor, suddenly became great.
"Enrique, you are a good man."
Hades feigned wiping away tears, but Enrique glared at him and stopped him.
"Don't try that on me. That trick might work on younger people who have a crush on you."
Hades shook his head firmly.
"No, no, no, you're wrong. Enrique, Garo, and Blanca also fall for that."
Enrique was speechless at Hades's self-righteousness. The forging master, who was not good with words, held back for a long time before finally blurting out, "You people who play the administrative game are all shameless."
"Watch your words, Enrique. I may play the administrative role, but I'm in charge of the foundry department."
Enrique sighed.
"Alright, alright, Hades, don't worry about the foundry department. I know you're a busybody, but apart from the things you came up with on a whim, the foundry department can handle the daily operations of a legion on its own."
“We’re not in administrative positions here, so we don’t have that many real or nominal roles.”
Even at the very end, Enrique couldn't resist giving a piece of his mind to the administrators.
"By the way, let me show you the most promising recruit I selected this time. That kid has excellent physical fitness. It took me a lot of effort to get him out of the company commander's office."
"He just looks a bit dull."
Enrique hesitated for a moment,
"That kid gave me the same feeling you had back then, I mean when he was working, he didn't say a word normally."
Dull-witted? Just like him?
Hades remained skeptical.
Just then, the person arrived.
"Greetings, Lord Hades. Greetings, Lord Enrique."
Alberto stepped out, followed by a pale-faced warrior. Hades recognized him. This was the second child to climb the cliff!
Holy crap, Enrique spotted the most formidable player at the time right away!
"Are you Pasteur?"
When Hades called his name, Pasteur was visibly startled, then nodded slightly.
Then there is no more.
Indeed, he was not good with words. Enrique glanced at Hades, as if to say that this was the recruit.
Hades decided to ignore Alberto's gaze as he tried to get Pasteur to introduce himself; he could already sense Alberto's silent, weary cries.
"This batch is ready to be sent to Mars. The internal training of the Death Guard is almost complete."
Enrique looked at Pasteur and spoke, then his gaze returned to Hades.
Hades nodded. "I'll contact Mars right away."
Enrique paused for a moment, then said, "This time, you can write the recommendation letters for this batch of Death Guards."
Actually, there's a section in the recommendation letter for Mars that the Master Founder could freely elaborate on. Although the Cult of Mechanics doesn't read this part, and Master Founders usually just skim over it, Hades still wrote it very carefully.
Hades first devoted a line to praising the Jordanian sage in charge of training the technical sergeants, then another line to hoping he would manage the new Death Guard recruits well, praising them as "very promising," and finally a page to proposing a draft on how to improve the Martian canteen.
Okay, I'm done writing.
Hades nodded in satisfaction, then turned and handed the letter to Pasteur, the leader of the group. The trainee technical sergeants stood silently, but Hades could sense their slight tension.
Hades remarked that it would soon be his turn to send off the newlyweds.
"Soldiers, you are going to Mars to study next."
"You don't need to be discouraged by your temporary departure from the Legion. Your time on Mars will be one of the few times you can fully immerse yourself in learning."
"You can also communicate and learn from other legions; Mars will provide you with a great opportunity."
Hades paused for a moment.
“Apart from Space Wolves and Thousand Sons, you are free to communicate with other legions as you wish.”
Although Hades had a good relationship with the wolves, he advised the new recruits not to contact them. Hades smiled politely. As for Qianzi, he hadn't encountered them last time, but based on his personal judgment, he advised the new recruits not to contact Qianzi.
Although there are many insightful people in the Qianzi group, it's best to avoid contact with them.
Hades patiently and earnestly imparted his experience to them.
"If you want to learn more about mechanics, you can communicate with Iron Warriors, Iron Hands, and Imperial Fists, but remember not to try to communicate with Imperial Fists and Iron Warriors at the same time, and avoid bringing up the Primarch in front of Iron Warriors."
"Although our legion had a little conflict with the Iron Warriors before, you shouldn't go looking for trouble with prejudice."
"If you just want to chat, you can go find Ultramarines and Shadowmoon Wolves, but be careful to judge their attitude towards you. Although they may not be sincere, at least the conversation will be pleasant."
"Other legions also have their own unique characteristics, which you will need to explore on your own."
Hades lowered his head, pondering what else to say. The recruits opposite him were somewhat bewildered. They had expected to receive instructions to "study hard and return to the Death Guard as soon as possible," or instructions on how to study on Mars.
But Hades's instructions were clearly beyond their comprehension. Rather than learning how to do it, Hades seemed to prefer that they build good relations with other legions.
"By the way, when you get there, remember to ask the Ultramarines, or any honest soldier, for a copy of the [Mars Technology Sergeant Survival Guide]. That thing has probably been passed down for a generation."
Hades gave a mysterious smile.
"I'm not bragging, but it's a really good thing. It can greatly improve your learning efficiency."
?
The technical sergeants looked at each other, but Hades seemed to remember something funny, laughed loudly, and then moved on from the topic.
So this group of trainee technical sergeants set off with Hades's instruction to eat more.
After some time, Mars.
Pasteur sat quietly alone in the library, a slightly yellowed white book in front of him. After he, as a representative of the Death Guard, went to the Ultramarines to ask for the good thing that Hades had mentioned, the handsome Ultramarines gave him a bright smile.
"Ah, wait, you're from the Fourteenth Legion. I'll ask the Imperial Fist and the others to get you the original copy."
"That's a treasure! You have no idea what amazing wisdom it represents!"
"The person who came up with this is a genius, a genius!"
The Ultra Warriors kept praising the book to Pasteur, talking about things like helping others and sharing and helping each other. Pasteur didn't quite understand, but in the end, the book was solemnly handed to Pasteur by the warriors of the Imperial Fist.
"Excellent work. Please convey my respect to your legion's predecessor, who was a great and noble person."
"I am grateful for his words and soul, which have powerfully helped me."
"If I have the chance, I would love to get to know such a senior Deathguard technician."
"Imperial Fist," the man said with a look of deep respect.
"A masterpiece that is astonishing."
The Ultramariner nodded and added, then patted Pasteur on the shoulder, “Honestly, I’m jealous of you guys for having this senior in the Death Guard.”
Pasteur was stunned. He took the book blankly, and even as slow-witted as he was, he realized that this book was "a very good thing," and that because of this book, the other legions seemed to treat the Death Guards exceptionally well.
Seeing Pasteur accept the book, every technical sergeant, regardless of which legion they belonged to, showed a look of satisfaction, and the Space Wolves and World Eaters warriors even applauded.
"Thank you to Senior H from the Fourteenth Army Corps!"
"Lucky boys!"
"Remember to pay our respects to Senior H!"
Pasteur, disoriented and disoriented, squeezed his way out of the crowd and fled in panic. He had no idea how he finally managed to get past those smiling technical sergeants.
So what exactly is recorded here? Pasteur took a deep breath and turned to the first page of the book.
He opened his mouth; the first page of the book was a picture—
A fluffy dog, drawn with just a few lines, sits half-sitting in the middle of the paper, wagging its tail, with a small Roman numeral fourteen written above it.
The big dog spoke with a laugh.
Hello, I'm H from the 14th Legion. This is a book that requires collaborative work. If you later add any content to this book, please leave your mark here.
Pasteur looked and saw a messy cat next to the big dog, with the number 13 written on it, followed by a finely detailed and lifelike bird, number 9; a wolf with its head held high, number 16; and a book, number 17.
But the most common elements in the image are geometric shapes: a bunch of small cubes marked with 7, a bunch of small triangles marked with 4, and a bunch of cuboids marked with 10.
Why don't they draw animals too? Pasteur felt that these geometric shapes, stacked higher and higher like in a competition, were about to drown out the big dog.
Who is H? Pasteur pondered silently for a while, but to no avail. Lord Hades had not told them any other information about the book, so he decided to call the dog Senior H.
He turned to the next page, where Senior H was trying to bite his own tail in the corner of the book, while the big dog was spinning in circles.
Then comes the main text.
[Mars Technology Sergeant's Guide]
Hi! If you've made it this far, it means you've stepped through the door to becoming a technical sergeant.
You may feel a little uneasy.
[Because we must admit that, apart from special legions, the status of technical sergeants within the legions is somewhat awkward. This is related to our educational beliefs, but it still doesn't prevent us from exerting our strength within the legions. Without the protection and support of technical sergeants, even the best legions cannot unleash their true power; without the maintenance and upkeep of technical sergeants, the Empire will revert to an era of mere brawls.]
Therefore, we must be clear about our role. Technical sergeants are the main force ensuring the normal operation of the legion's machinery, and any discerning person will realize the unique and important position of technical sergeants.
So don't hesitate! Embark on that long, arduous journey of learning, a journey that could even choke a Space Marine!
Here's wishing every technical sergeant can reap the rewards that truly belong to them!
In this book, you can see—
1. Whom should I believe?
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1. I am willing to believe in the doctrines of the Mechanicus: the Mechanicus Doctrine Knowledge Tree; the Omniknight, the Omniknight, and the Emperor.
2. I maintain my own perspective on this: how to handle the Jordanian sage's invitation to prayer, the sage's focused check on the memorized summary of doctrines, and how to make myself appear quite devout.
3. How to identify a religious motorist and a flexible motorist.
II. Starting the First Lesson
1. You don't need to specialize in everything; don't waste your time learning a vast sea of knowledge.
2. Use the test form based on your own interests and the legion's requirements to find the best growth path for yourself and your legion.
3. Summary of various learning paths (recommended books, recommended internships, reflections and insights)
4. Create your own custom-designed kit, servo skull.
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III. The sea of learning is boundless.
1. Summary of Basic Knowledge Difficulties
2. Summary of various instruments in the operating workshop
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IV. Miscellaneous Thoughts
1. When knowledge becomes power, how do you use technical wrenches in battle?
2. How to impose reasonable sanctions on soldiers who look down on technical sergeants.
3. Play the victim to higher authorities; the foundry department needs more funding.
4. On the improvement of the cafeteria
5. Guide to Purchasing Gifts for Returning to the Legion
6. Feeling bad is not shameful; here are some tips for psychological adjustment and how to deal with psychological problems in high-pressure environments.
V. Technical Sergeant Base Exploration Guide (with Map)