Chapter 23
Translator: FenrirTL
Editor: Greedy
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< Chapter 23 >
I felt the constriction of the combat suit around my neck. The chest protector was a blend of dull silver and black. The section protecting the chest was slightly thicker.
‘The important parts are the head and chest.’
I alternated between touching my helmet and chest protector.
As long as these parts weren’t blown off, a soldier of the Empire wouldn’t die. If you were still breathing and supplying blood to your brain, the Empire would somehow revive you through cybernetic technology.
Because of this, soldiers of the Empire—even low-ranking ones from poor backgrounds—would increasingly become close to full-body prosthetics the longer they served. Although rare, there were cases where someone started as a low-ranking soldier, survived one battlefront after another, and eventually rose to high-ranking officer status.
Clank.
I checked my gun and sword. They were perfectly clean. The gun gleamed without residue, and the blade’s edge was so sharp it could chill your ears.
“We’re moving out, Kodrak.”