Chapter 422: Training Soldiers

Ninth Defense Zone Outer City.

After Angron left the Production Zone, he came to the Survivor Settlement Area; many survivors had already left this place.

As long as they were healthy survivors, after undergoing a certain amount of training, they would be taken to the New City-State currently under construction, which required a large amount of manpower to build and would become a stronghold for transporting supplies to the front lines later on.

The logistics soldiers here saluted immediately upon seeing Angron and said.

"Lord Angron!"

Angron looked at the somewhat empty grounds within the settlement area and asked.

"How many survivors are still here?"

This logistics soldier thought for a few seconds and then said.

"7,000 survivors left today; there are now 4,096 survivors remaining in the settlement area. They still need to undergo some training. In the Zerg Territory, they suffered quite a lot of torture, which has led to their current emotional instability."

Upon hearing this, Angron immediately said to this logistics soldier.

"Take me to see their situation; perhaps I can solve this problem."

"Yes! Lord Angron!"

When Angron arrived at the rows of tents where those survivors were located, he felt all kinds of emotions drifting here: fear, bewilderment, despair.

"They have likely suffered quite a bit of trauma, and combined with some of the Zerg's methods, their minds are very chaotic right now."

"Mm, I have already felt it."

Angron walked into a tent and saw a survivor shivering, their features full of terror. Upon seeing Angron, they let out a scream and began to retreat backward.

"Hehehe, don't worry, friend, you are safe now. There are no Aliens here; we are all companions."

To avoid causing a disturbance, Angron immediately knelt on one knee, took hold of the survivor with both hands, and said in a peaceful tone.

Just then, the burly and muscular Angron reached out his large, powerful hands, which were like iron pincers, and gripped the slightly trembling shoulders of this survivor with appropriate force.

In an instant, the survivor, who had been extremely terrified and on the verge of a mental breakdown, miraculously began to calm down.

Those eyes filled with panic and despair gradually became clear and bright. In just a few short seconds, the person became completely quiet, no longer trembling all over as before.

The survivor slowly raised their head, their gaze landing directly on the bald, burly man before them.

They opened their mouth, seemingly wanting to say something, but their throat felt as if it were choked by something, and for a good while, they could not make a sound.

Finally, after taking a deep breath, they managed to squeeze out a few words: "Th... thank you!"

Seeing that it was effective, Angron said to the logistics soldier behind him.

"Gather all the survivors with mental issues; I will solve this problem."

The logistics soldier's eyes widened, looking at the scene before him in disbelief.

This... this was fixed? As expected of Lord Angron, to be able to make this survivor return to normal in such a short time.

After hearing Angron's words, the logistics soldier said with great spirit.

"Yes!"

Fourth Defense Zone Outer City.

After Vulkan received Yingzhou's reply, he told Xindi about this matter.

Vulkan lowered his head, his reddened eyes looking at Xindi sitting opposite him, and said in a peaceful tone.

"Chief Xindi, once the reinforcements arrive, we will go out directly to drive away those Aliens and rescue our compatriots."

Xindi had no other objections and nodded in agreement.

"No problem, I have long wanted to make that group of the Beast Race pay the price for the sins they have committed."

Xindi trusted Vulkan's judgment completely at this moment; since he believed they could defeat the Beast Army outside, then he would absolutely support him—after all, he was Yingzhou's offspring.

But Xindi still held reservations about this matter; he truly could not imagine that Yingzhou had already become a father, and that the child was already this big—was this reasonable?

At this time, inside the Fourth Defense Zone Military District Training Camp.

In front of every Kasrkin soldier stood 20 soldiers wearing Human Alliance uniforms; they looked at the Kasrkin soldiers in Carapace Armor before them with heads held high, their eyes filled with envy.

Upon learning that they had turned the Beast Race Army Camp upside down with only 3 squads, they were even more filled with admiration for these people with purple pupils.

"This weapon is named the M36 Kantrael-pattern Laser Gun; its..."

The Kasrkin soldier held the M36 Kantrael-pattern Laser Gun and explained the knowledge of this weapon to the Human Alliance soldiers in front of him, and the Human Alliance soldiers listening to the lecture were already deeply attracted by this M36 Kantrael-pattern Laser Gun.

After the Kasrkin soldier finished speaking, a Human Alliance soldier suddenly spoke up.

"Report, Instructor! I have a question!"

The Kasrkin soldier looked at this Human Alliance soldier; their physical fitness was quite good, and they looked very spirited.

"Speak!"

"With this weapon, can we also easily kill the Beast Race?"

After hearing the Human Alliance soldier's question, the Kasrkin soldier pursed his chapped lips, looked at this Human Alliance soldier with his purple pupils, and said in a serious tone.

"Yes, but more importantly, you must maintain absolute Loyalty to the Emperor! That is the way to fight the Aliens. You are very lucky; the Emperor watches over you and has handed these pieces of equipment to you. So, what will you use to respond to the Emperor's gaze?"

These Human Alliance soldiers answered in unison.

"Loyalty!"

"Very good, you are fully worthy of using this Laser Gun. Next, I will take you to the Target Range for shooting training.

When the time comes, let those Aliens feel the Emperor's wrath! And you will become the warriors through whom the Emperor vents his wrath upon those Aliens!"

Under the constant encouragement of this Kasrkin soldier, these Human Alliance soldiers were flushed with excitement. They were all ordinary people rescued by Yingzhou from the Beast Race cages, and after becoming Human Alliance soldiers, they thought of repaying the Emperor's kindness every moment.

Now, the Emperor had not only given them this opportunity but also given them weapons capable of fighting those Beast Race—how could this not make them excited? Only victory could prove their Loyalty to the Emperor!

"Watch your positioning! Maintain formation!" the Kasrkin soldier shouted loudly, "The Aliens will not give you a second chance!"

Under his command, the soldiers gradually mastered teamwork and tactical coordination. Their movements became increasingly proficient, and their confidence grew stronger.

"Very good!" the Kasrkin soldier nodded with satisfaction, "Remember, there are no second chances on the battlefield; every mistake could cost you your life!"

The soldiers responded in unison: "Understood!"