Major Anderson is a major in the Imperial Expeditionary Force and serves as a battalion commander of the 3rd Armored Brigade of the 2nd Army of the Imperial Expeditionary Force.
According to the establishment of the Imperial Expeditionary Force, he should have a complete armored assault battalion under his command, equipped with three armored companies and one tank company, as well as a command company directly under him, equipped with twenty tracked armored vehicles and fifty wheeled armored vehicles.
As well as forty light tanks, if necessary for combat, he will also be assigned a firepower platoon consisting of five tank destroyers.
However, now he doesn't have a single vehicle under his command, and all his troops are empty, with only one combat staff officer and four company commanders assigned to him.
As for his subordinates and equipment, they will not be assigned to them until the clone officer corps they belong to arrives in the world named "Egypt".
Anderson clearly knows the identity of his clone, and he also clearly knows his mission.
He is a military clone created by the empire in the world named "Biochemical". His mission is to go to the world of "Egypt" to make up for the shortage of high-quality officers in the local imperial army.
And within the next twenty years, he will serve the empire as an imperial soldier until he reaches retirement age or this body dies heroically on the battlefield.
Anderson didn't see any problem with his identity as a clone.
Both he and his boss clearly knew that they were clones, war weapons created by the empire for war needs. The meaning of their existence was to serve the empire and win every war that the empire needed.
Who they are, what their mission is, and why they exist have already been clearly stated in their memories.
The ideological stamps and soul imprints in their memory are enough to ensure that they will not have random thoughts, will not be affected by any words or thoughts, and will only maintain absolute loyalty to the empire.
This is not only guaranteed by the memories instilled in them, but also by the spells bound to their souls when they were born.
The only thing that makes Anderson dissatisfied is that the empire did not directly assign clone soldiers to him, but instead gave him an army composed of natural people from the "Egyptian" world.
In Anderson's view, the clone soldiers of the empire are absolutely loyal beings. Even if they are ordered to die, they will happily die without any worries or fear or fear like the natural soldiers.
"It would be great if the empire could assign us a clone force. The natural man's fighting will will make many tactics impossible to use." Anderson complained to his combat staff.
The combat staff on the side smiled helplessly, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, gave one to Anderson, and lit it before saying: "Although the Clone Legion is good, the 'biochemical' world is now more important.
It is to replenish technicians and ordinary people for the world, and there is no spare capacity to produce an army for us."
"Even so, it would be good to give us more junior officers. There are only six of us in a battalion. How can this be enough?" Anderson's character seems to be a thorny one, and he also has the habit of complaining.
The other five officers with him were relatively less active in character and less fond of complaining. Although they would discuss tactics and complain with Anderson, they were not as obvious as Anderson made it appear.
This is actually the function of their memory modules as clones. They are not the same clones in the traditional sense, which are almost products produced on an assembly line.
Although he is a clone and his memories are instilled, he still has his own personality and personal habits, and is not the kind of mass product produced by an assembly line.
Of course, the clone production line in the "biochemical" world can also produce batches like that. In fact, if a clone army is really needed, the clone production line in the Arctic base can complete the production of a division within a month.
But their officer corps is to be sent to the world of "Egypt" to form together with natural people, so naturally they cannot be alike.
In order to meet the different requirements of each clone, the designers of the "biochemical" world wrote a set of memory templates, which included a large number of behavioral modules and individual memory modules.
These behavioral modules and memory modules are then combined and spliced in a random manner to provide each clone with a memory module that is different from other clones.
Although these memory modules will be somewhat similar in general direction, due to the joint influence of different memory modules and behavioral modules, each clone will still show different personalities and behavioral habits.
Although from a probability point of view, these clones will have two identical memory modules, this is only a probability point of view, and it is almost negligible.
"I think this may be the need of the empire to conquer that world. According to the data, the technological level of that world is still half a century ago. There is almost no concept of cloning technology. They cannot accept the existence of human clones." Maybe it is.
Feeling that Anderson talked too much, or feeling pitiful that no one was talking to him, a company commander assigned to him suddenly interjected and expressed his own opinion.
Anderson understood this, but shook his head, feeling that this was not the main reason: "Aren't we already ordered not to reveal the identity of the clones? Even the existence of other worlds in the empire is not allowed to be exposed in that world.
Obviously this is not the reason why the Empire does not assign clone soldiers to us."
"It should be due to various factors, right? The empire does not have enough productivity in the 'biochemical' world to produce clone soldiers, and the original natural army in the 'Egyptian' world also needs training, so the empire sent us to that world. On the one hand, it is for
For the empire to win the war, on the one hand, we also need to train the local army." The combat staff obviously thought more.
In fact, this information has already been instilled in their memories when they were produced, but now they are waiting to be transported to the world of "Egypt". A group of officers who really have nothing to do except chat.
What a way to pass the time.
After all, they are clone officers produced as war machines. Although there are certain entertainment and relaxation modules in their memory modules and behavior modules, it is obvious that military discipline is more important to them, and they can only talk about it.
Chat instead of doing other things.
Fortunately, they didn't have to wait long, as the cross-world teleportation array had already sent them from the "biochemical" world to the "Egyptian" world.
