God Emperor’s Angel of Death

Standard Terran Calendar, 942.M41

Armageddon planet, main continent, Hades Nest

Mair Gomes The lieutenant colonel followed the messenger through the labyrinth of tortuous traffic trenches to the personnel shelter.

Along the way, he saw many busy residents of the nest city, mostly women and children, carrying some metal scraps constantly.

After inquiring, he knew that these scraps would be transported into a temporary arsenal to produce crude weapons and ammunition. Considering that this is already the upper nest, he saw that many civilians, very Apparently the commander of this place has moved the civilians to a safer place.

There is no doubt that this will infringe upon the interests of the upper-class nobles in the nest capital, and Mel Gomes can't help but believe in that rumor a bit more.

After walking south along the supply channel for a while, they arrived in front of a wood house with a closed door. The surrounding guards turned a blind eye to those who came by. A four-digit code is entered on the panel, and the door opens si si.

Mair Gomes didn't wait for the people inside to invite him, he walked in quickly, and the door behind him closed again.

Then, the colonel of the Astral Knight Chapter auxiliary army found himself standing in a dimly lit room. The walls of the room were dirty and there were a few pieces of tattered furniture. The four sets of heating coils averaged They are placed in the four corners of the house, humming hard to fight the chill in the air.

The upper nest is no better than the lower nest. Because of the altitude, it looks very cold most of the time.

Mair Gomes took off his cloak and scarf, hung them on the hooks that knocked them into the dirty frozen wall, and took off the heavy pressure of his coat to make him feel relaxed, but It did give him enough warmth and protection outside.

I don't know how many times since landing, Mile Gomes has felt incredible things time and time again.

"If you want to sit, please do it yourself, Colonel."

In the middle of the room, standing in a silhouette, under the dim oil lamp, seems to be looking at a detailed nest All maps.

Mal Gomes pulled a wooden chair that was about to fall apart from the small table in the middle of the room, and sat down cautiously, for fear that it would suddenly collapse under his ass until the chair was completely After accepting his weight, he took off his big brimmed hat and placed it on the dirty tabletop, and took out a shiny silver wooden comb from his pocket.

As he is used to every time he takes off his hat, he combs the oiled black hair with a wooden comb, and combs it straight behind his ears every time.

The silhouette turned his head, seeing these, there was a snoring sound from his throat.

Mayer doesn't think he loves vanity. He believes that maintaining a good personal image is a necessary condition for fulfilling his duties, which is probably a kind of self-respect.

"I didn’t expect that the first reinforcements to come were Astral Knight and Soshian Chapter. Is this the blessing of the God Emperor."

The man’s voice was hoarse, but his tone of voice was hoarse. It's easy, it seems to have let go of the heavy burden.

"I almost thought I couldn't make it anymore."

"Committee Sebastian Yarik, Lord Soshian often mentioned you too. He praised you for being a A great and conscientious warrior with a fearless heart."

"That's a laugh. The last time I saw Soshian Chapter was twenty years ago."

Mair Gomes carefully looked at the man who turned around. This guy is like a half wild beast. He has a messy black beard. Obviously, he needs some wax urgently, and his hair is only slightly stronger than the harvested stubble. The leather-like tenacious face has several subtle scars, distributed on the forehead, left eye and jaw.

In short, the colonel determined that if he took off his opponent’s political commissar uniform, he would look no different from a thug in the lower nest.

"Do you want something to drink, Colonel?"

"I can do it, if I have some coffee."

"Only Is black tea okay?"

After that, an attendant appeared, and Yarek just lifted his chin toward a cabinet behind him.

"Okay, let's talk about business. What did Soshian Chapter bring to you?"

"First of all, he feels sincere about your actions to stick to the nest city for a long time Admiration, and commend you for your outstanding performance in this war, you will get many medals in the future."

"Medal."

Arik shook the head, Glancing at his chest, there are already more than a dozen hanging there.

"Three months of defensive battle, I lost at least 3 million soldiers, and more than 500 million civilians were killed. I don’t deserve such congratulations at all."

Gomes was stunned for a moment. In fact, considering the fierce battles he had experienced in the past, this number was terribly low in a battle of this level. After all, any major battle of Imperium would cost tens of millions of casualties—only Limited to soldiers, civilians are rarely counted.

But from the tone of the political commissar, it is obvious that he is really angry about the loss of the battle?

"Your reaction really surprised me, political commissar, I thought you would be satisfied with this score. Repelling a green-skin assault of that scale with only a few militias? You deserve a medal. "

Arik laughed, if the barking from his mouth could really be called a'laugh'.

"Obviously you don't know how fucking the situation is here. Didn't anyone give you a briefing on your way here?"

Meyer was frowned.

"Perhaps you can explain to me better."

"We are overwhelmed in strength, poorly equipped, fully self-sufficient in supply, and food production plants have lost all production Raw materials, there is no more energy for them to continue to produce. Almost all the animals in the nest are eaten. After a while, we may have to consider cannibalism. The only thing that brings hope is me to the God Emperor. Faith."

Arik sniffed, and the fragrance of the teapot fascinated him.

"I thought you could bring enough supplies and personnel."

"There are green-skinned fighters everywhere in the sky. I am lucky to be here this time. "

Mal Gomes said that here is also a little helpless. The original command led by Space Marine had plans for large-scale air support, but it may be because of the gray desert. During the battle, they were completely unprepared from the air by humans. The greenskins learned to be clever and built a large number of fighter jets like crazy.

On the human side, due to the special system of Imperium, the fighters are under the control of the navy. Only the orbital defensive station has a few fighters, but those fighters thrown into the atmosphere even splashes of water do not raise.

As a result, after losing air supremacy, the large-scale air replenishment plan can only be declared dead.

"But hearing these frustrating words from a political commissar really troubled me. I rarely tolerate pessimism. In fact, I firmly believe in the power of the God Emperor and believe in With good command and morale, there is no goal that the Imperium soldiers can’t achieve, and I certainly don’t need to remind you of my authority."

Faced with words that were almost threatening, Yarik just didn’t. Looking back at the colonel in fear.

"Really, what authority does Soshian Chapter give you?"

Mal Gomes is frowned, he doesn't want things to go to this step.

In fact, not long after Soshian gained command of the planet's armed forces, a large number of complaints against Yarik for killing the nobles of the nest capital were also sent to him.

Out of his understanding of Yarek, Soshian doesn’t think this political commissar is a cruel and murderous person, let alone believes that he will betray Imperium, but since there are such rumors, then he has to Make a statement.

The task of Mel Gomes is to bring his password and follow-up deployment on the one hand, and to find out the truth of the matter on the other hand, if Yarik really lives up to it If his duties are violated, or if there is a serious offense, then Maier will use the transport beacon summon a team of Space Marines to execute punishment.

It's not that Soshian is indifferent, but that there is no room for mistakes on the battlefield, especially in such a critical position, he would rather be more prepared.