Galactic Conflict: I Restore the Glory of Humanity

"Tear apart the enemy's defenses! Assault from the air!"

Countless Astra Militarum landing craft are landing, and tens of thousands of Astra Militarum armed with light guns are waiting for the next battle.

This is a planet jointly guarded by the Star Alliance and the Central Ring countries. The Star Alliance Army will also have a real battle with the Imperial Army.

"There are 3 minutes left for landing! Prepare for battle!"

The 3rd Vostonian Sons Regiment is making final preparations. They wear bright red military uniforms with Cossack-style decorations, and are preparing for battle with steel guns in their hands.

"Oath to the Emperor! We are soldiers of Vostonia! We will attack the enemy as the Firstborn Regiment!"

The landing bay was opened, and the soldiers who were already prepared quickly entered the position.

"Fire! Fire at the alien positions!"

The officers wielding sabers shouted in the position, and the soldiers of the First Sons roared in victory. They would seize this planet for the Empire and atone for their sins to the Emperor.

"Fire! Fire!"

The heavy explosive bombs set up on the position were roaring, and the weapons in their hands were by no means the lousy weapons used by ordinary troops.

One solar hour out of every ten solar hours of each worker's labor on Vostonia is dedicated to equipping the Firstborn.

They all gave of their time to serve the First Sons with stoic determination.

And the quality of the weapons they produced was impeccable, because the Firstborn had their sons and daughters, their brothers, their only hope for salvation.

Therefore, the weapons brought to the battlefield and installed on vehicles by the First Son Regiment are not mass-produced goods, but sophisticated weapons carefully crafted by craftsmen.

"The Emperor is with us! I will fight to the death to wash away the name of traitor!"

The soldiers of the First Son Regiment holding sophisticated weapons were roaring and roaring, and their voices resounded throughout the planet.

"Soldiers! Get ready!"

Several teams holding plasma weapons and heavy bolt weapons quickly destroyed or suppressed several enemy firepower points.

"The armored forces are coming!"

The 25th Vostonian Heavy Armored Regiment landed on the ground. Under the illumination of artillery fire, every Vostonian was ready to sacrifice.

"Soldiers! It's your time to prove yourself! Tell the enemy that you are weak-minded farmers who will only cultivate their lives in the agricultural world! Or you are a soldier from the Firstborn of Vostonia! Towards the enemies of the Emperor! Advance!"

The soldiers in the trenches quickly stuck the bayonets on their guns, while the officers or flag bearers carried laser guns with ax blades or bayonets, or held ancient tribal sabers or daggers, and had ritual scars on their upper bodies.

"charge!"

Under the cover of artillery fire, the soldiers of the Changzi Regiment began to advance rapidly.

These Firstborn were once sent to inhospitable areas of Vostonia for training, honing their skills in the icy ruins of ancient cities covered in snow and ash. They are then sent out to become the Astra Militarum, once per generation.

They had long forgotten about life and death, and all they wanted to do now was to hold the bayonets in their hands and pierce the enemy's heart.

"Follow me!"

These soldiers quickly passed through the ruins of the city and charged towards the enemy's defense lines.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang..."

These Star Alliance soldiers also began to fight back. They were stunned when they looked at the charging human soldiers in retro military uniforms, and then quickly raised their guns and fired.

The bullets from both sides were intertwined, and soldiers from both sides fell every moment.

Finally, at a narrow road intersection, the soldiers on both sides tacitly changed their weapons to melee weapons.

The collision between the energy swords and the single-molecule bayonets has officially begun. These Star Alliance soldiers are so powerful that it may even take two or three Firstborn soldiers to effectively suppress them.

"Uncle! Help me!"

An Firstborn soldier who was held up by an energy sword shouted, and then a power sword pierced the Star Alliance soldier's armor and stabbed his body with it.

"Boy, be careful next time, your luck may not be so good next time."

The soldier holding the power sword said something, and then continued to cooperate with other soldiers to kill the other Star Alliance soldiers.

An unusual tradition among the Firstborn is that no matter how far away the regiment is, they are reinforced by new recruits from Vostonia.

This allows new Firstborn recruits who have just joined the Astra Militarum to receive the guidance of veterans, and the history of each Firstborn can be traced back to when they were first assembled ten thousand years ago.

Moreover, once the Firstborn Regiment completes their service, they will return to Vostonia no matter how far away to engage in teaching new recruits or other tasks.

And because families in Vostonia, ranging from the Supreme Leader to ordinary workers, are required to send their first children to the Astra Militarum, it is not uncommon for relatives to appear in the eldest son group.

Many recruits who join the Firstborn of Vostonia find themselves with uncles, aunts, or older cousins ​​in their ranks.

This can also further increase the blood bond between the members of the group, allowing them to better cooperate with each other in battle.

These Star Alliance soldiers soon discovered that these people wearing retro military uniforms were unusual. They were highly disciplined and fearless of life and death. Even if their bodies were cut in half, they would die with the enemy with their remaining will.

These human soldiers are very different. If disciplined is not an adequate description, they are more like crazy.

More and more Star Alliance soldiers fell to the gunfire, and there were sounds of fighting and shouting everywhere in the streets, accompanied by bursts of grenade explosions. One of the soldiers of the Vostonian First Sons completed his attack on the Emperor. The redemption of the emperor and the empire, embracing the enemy of mankind and dying together.

This situation became much better after the armored troops came to support.

The enemy's Revenant-type assault gun tanks were destroyed one after another under the attack of Leman Russ, and more and more Star Alliance soldiers fell into the cold ruins under the attack.

The tank tracks crushed the corpses of these Star Alliance soldiers, and the huge weight was enough to crush the armor of these soldiers and their flesh, crushing them until they were bloody and bloody.

"attack!"

With the help of the armored troops, the soldiers of the Vostonian First Sons were even more powerful. They cooperated with the armored troops and entered the city of Requiem.

(The next world, Muv-Luv, mainly describes the story of the Shenzhou Front and other fronts. The protagonist will not have much interaction with the protagonist group. This world stays a bit long, about 50 to 100 chapters)