Buhao, You Fell for It!

In fact, if Lund had been a little more patient and learned about this Department of the Munitorum and the so-called 113th Regiment it had mentioned, he probably wouldn't have been so pleased.

The men of the Eighth Legion's 113th Regiment had originally belonged to the First Legion of the Holy Terra Army. They had fought in the Nachmund Campaign, the Battle of Baal, the Wandering Earth Conquest Campaign, and more. They had truly fought in every major battle!

Later, as more worlds joined the Holy Terra Alliance, the First Legion they belonged to underwent expansion, division, and reorganization, eventually becoming today's Eighth Legion.

Unlike the Ninth Legion, which excelled at defense, the Eighth Legion was especially skilled at surprise attacks.

And within the Eighth Legion, the 113th Regiment of the 17th Division was the sharpest blade of all. Its casualty rate was nearly the highest in the entire army, but its battle record was just as extraordinary.

To put it this way, during the Battle of Baal,

the 113th Regiment's casualty rate was the only one that could rival that of the Astra Militarum and the Death Korps of Krieg at the time, and its battle record was every bit as impressive!

But unfortunately, Lund didn't know any of this.

All he wanted was to join the fight as soon as possible, slaughter those damned Daemons, and cut off their heads!

When Lund arrived at the 113th Regiment's camp, filled with hatred for Chaos, the sight that greeted him made the young Commissar frown deeply. A surge of anger even rose in his eyes.

The entire camp was strewn with soldiers in disarray, their clothes askew, as if they'd just finished a victory banquet. They were all dead drunk.

"By order of the Department of the Munitorum, I am