Chapter 309 The Political Commissar of the Regiment

During the conversation, Lin Fan also learned about the current situation of the 37th Regiment. The entire Casare Legion has changed from a newly formed corps to a regular corps that meets the standards of the Military Affairs Department.

General Westad was also commended by the Military Affairs Department for his contribution in suppressing the invasion of the Armageddon Orcs, and the resource allocation standards of the legion were adjusted.

The 37th Regiment was also highly valued by General Westad because Lin Fan's third company performed too well.

If Lin Fan had not disappeared, according to his outrageous record, he could have taken over as the colonel of the 37th Regiment, allowing Colonel Mark and Political Commissar Ode to retire with peace of mind, after all, these two people have been loyal to the empire for too long.

"So now the 37th Regiment can be said to be under my command? Shouldn't there be new people in the nine years I was missing?"

Lin Fan asked, but no one answered him. Old Jock just raised his eyebrows and looked at Delia, suggesting that Lin Fan go and ask the mechanical priest what he did.

"I beat all the colonels who came to take over and crippled them, and installed new biochemical limbs for them without anesthesia."

Listening to Diliya's indifferent voice, Lin Fan felt that this girl with violent tendencies had not changed. In order to leave him the position of colonel, he also used the simplest method.

Scare away the successor, and no one dared to come.

"Yeah, I was there when Diliya beat the first colonel. It was so scary."

Domian shook his head. Looking at the captain's badge on him, Lin Fan knew that Domian had adapted to the military life in the past few years and was no longer a young man on the agricultural planet.

"So the actual controller of our regiment is Priest Dilia? It's really surprising. Does the Military Affairs Department have no objection?"

"Yes, the Military Affairs Department and the Command of Casare have warned Priest Dilia many times, but in the end, for some reason, they suddenly stopped mentioning this matter."

"It was the help of Sage Chaos. He sponsored two regiments of Leman Russ tanks for the Casare Legion."

Hearing this, Lin Fan knew that Taraxin was really capable and knew how to take care of his brother's friends. He was very considerate.

"So how many people are there in the 37th Regiment now? Is it still the same as before, with 5 companies, about 8,000 to 10,000 people?"

The veterans of the 37th Regiment laughed one by one, with proud smiles on their faces, and described to Lin Fan how generous the 37th Regiment is now.

The 3rd Company that once fought with Lin Fan has now become a special elite force, enjoying the same supplies as the Storm Troopers. It can be said that each person has a set of Hell Guns and Full Body Shell Armor, and there is also a precision power sword distributed by the Military Affairs Department.

That thing should be left for the colonel, but Lin Fan has something better, the broken holy sword and holy hammer.

Grand Master Ima gave these things to Lin Fan with tears in his eyes, as an apology for disrespecting the Emperor's chosen ones. Although these things are not as powerful as before, they are far stronger than the power weapons mass-produced by the mechanical priests.

Apart from the elite third company, the 37th Regiment now has two large companies, each with 20,000 people.

"Dalian? Why Dalian?"

"Uh. The Military Affairs Department merged us with another regiment in 948.M41 and assigned us a political commissar. After that, our regiment was organized into Dalian, with the original 37th Regiment members and the subsequent members each occupying a company."

"Oh, there is a political commissar, that's really good. You bastards, I remember you would bet on when I would come out of the vast sea of ​​aliens! I haven't forgotten these things, and at that time I had decided to find a political commissar to deal with you guys."

Looking at Lin Fan's weird smile, the soldiers also grinned awkwardly, but they did not have that kind of fearful attitude towards Lin Fan, but more of admiration and respect. This way of getting along is the characteristic of their regiment.

"What about the new political commissar? The standard poker face of the empire? He is dissatisfied with everything. Today he shouts to shoot this one, and tomorrow he shouts to shoot that one? I remember that your marching canteens are filled with homemade wine. Everyone must have received 20 lashes."

"The new political commissar is quite good. He is a good person. And I always feel that he is very similar to you, sir?"

"Like me?"

Lin Fan was happy. As long as the political commissar who came in was a little more humane, it would be a good thing. He didn't want to have a conflict with the political commissar of the army because of ideological contradictions.

"Did he come down? I didn't see the political commissar's uniform."

"He is still on the ship. These days he is busy delivering babies for the soldiers of the second company."

Looking at Lin Fan's solemn expression, Old Jock hurriedly explained for their political commissar that the newly incorporated company was a mixed company with both men and women. It was common for them to fall in love in the imperial army, but he didn't know that Lin Fan was not worried about the problem of the political commissar delivering babies for the soldiers.

"Is that political commissar called Caifas Kane? Is the newly recruited regiment the 597th Valhalla Regiment?"

Looking at the expressions of the crowd, Lin Fan knew that he was right. The political commissar that was in short supply in the regiment was finally filled by Caifas Kane, a funny guy.

Sighing silently for Caifas Kane, Lin Fan felt that the emperor's sense of humor was really unique.

The things he experienced around him were more horrible than the other, and even more thrilling and legendary than Kane's life. Now that Kane, the political commissar who cherishes his life, meets Lin Fan, he is afraid that he will be depressed every day by the extremely bad battlefield.

Everyone ended today's party with laughter, and Lin Fan also gave Priest Diliya a book. He had specially stored this thing in Xiaoyi's pocket space.

"Although it is stained with saliva, it is indeed a good book."

Shaking the book "From Playing with Mud to Having Your Own Anti-Solar Engine" in his hand, Lin Fan handed this book that can make a shining shield to Diliya. For these mechanical priests, what they like most is new knowledge.

But Diliya took the book, did not flip through it, and did not look happy and joyful. Lin Fan thought she didn't like it, and touched his head awkwardly.

"If you don't think it's good, I'll see if I can find something else for you."

"No."

Diliya stepped forward, hugged Lin Fan, and gently kissed him. Blocking Lin Fan's mouth with her fingers, Diliya told Lin Fan in a gentle voice what she really wanted.

"Next time, please take me with you. Okay?"

Looking at Diliya's serious look, Lin Fan didn't even have time to feel the amazing softness of her lips. He could see only his own reflection in Diliya's black eyes.

Nodding, Lin Fan swore, "I won't leave you alone."

"Yo~"

The people of the 37th Regiment made an inexplicable sound, with a smile on their faces. Diliya just transformed one of her limbs into a heavy machine gun and fired at the people of the 37th Regiment. The people of the 37th Regiment shouted, "Pastor Diliya is shy! Shy!"

"I'll go and deal with them."

Political Commissar Kane and his Valhalla Regiment