The Emperor’s Angel of Death

Bahram didn't remember many mortals from the Great Vortex Expedition, but he did recall this new governor who was said to have been promoted through combat merits. However, he then wore a puzzled expression.

"Then why didn't you go with him to Badab and enjoy the good life? I heard that his regiment didn't have many people left after the battle. If you had followed him, you would surely have enjoyed wealth and honor."

Hearing this, Hayes made his signature move, scratching the back of his head.

"Reporting, sir, I don't want to trouble others. You see, I have no skills and I'm also disabled. There's an old saying in the hive that poor relatives are annoying. Since there's a better choice, why should I be a poor relative living off others?"

Bahram looked at Hayes's arm. He had previously thought that the lieutenant was only missing an eye, but now he realized that the other party was also missing an arm, so he nodded slightly.

"That's right, you should have such ambition. Aboubakar's 310th Infantry Regiment... logically speaking, you were part of the combat group under Chapter Master Arash at the time?"

Hayes nodded vigorously.

"Yes, yes, sir! I even took a photo with Chapter Master Arash!"

"Oh? Is that so?"

Hayes then ran to his backpack and pulled out a small box from the innermost part. Inside was a neatly folded piece of paper. When opened, it revealed a somewhat blurry photo printed on paper, probably cut out from a newspaper.

"Sir, look!"

Bahram took the piece of paper handed over by Hayes and saw Arash indeed posing for a photo with a group of mortal officers, but...

"Uh... are you in this?"

Hayes quickly stood on tiptoe and pointed to the regimental banner.

"Sir, that's me."

Bahram blinked. He finally understood that the banner was actually "floating" in mid-air. Due to the blurry image, he didn't see the small hand holding the flagpole at first glance, meaning there was indeed someone behind the regimental banner.

"I see... Ah, why don't you install a bionic eye? I remember there are regulations that officers and soldiers who have served for a certain period of time can enjoy free bionic limb transplantation services if they become disabled, regardless of whether it was caused in combat or not."

Hayes showed an embarrassed smile, then pulled open his eye patch, revealing the bionic eye inside.

"This eye patch is mainly for dust protection. Bionic eyes are expensive, and I'm afraid of getting them dirty."

This answer amused Bahram, but then Hayes also asked a question.

"Sir, are you here to inspect alone?"

"I'm here to understand everyone's situation, not for others to understand everyone's situation, so of course, it's just me alone."

Saying that, he extended his hand.

"I'm Bahram, Tenth Company Captain of the Space Knights Chapter. Thank you, Lieutenant Hayes, for sharing your interesting story. I'm also very honored to be able to fight alongside you."

Looking at Bahram's hand, Hayes hesitated for a moment, then carefully grasped the other party's fingers.

"We are also very honored to have an officer like you."

After letting go of his hand, Bahram looked left and right at the other members of Hayes's company and said:

"The soldiers in your company are very young."

"Yes, sir, our company is mainly composed of recruits."

"Being so far away from home and fighting in a completely unfamiliar place, do the soldiers miss home on weekdays?"

Before Hayes could speak, Little Feiton actually mustered the courage to speak first.

"Sir! We fight for the Emperor and humanity! We will never waver for anything! And we are ready to sacrifice at any time!"

When he finished speaking, his whole body was trembling, after all, this was the first time in his life he had spoken to an Astartes.

Hayes showed a helpless expression on his face, while Bahram pondered for a moment and then encouraged:

"Every soldier needs to have the fearless spirit of sacrifice, but the Emperor is important, and family is equally important. While eliminating the enemy, try to protect yourself as much as possible, because the Emperor and your family are waiting for you to return home safely."

At this time, Bahram's communicator transmitted a sound. After he nodded, he turned around and quickly left, leaving behind those gazes following his back.

After a long while, Little Feiton came to Hayes's side.

"Uncle, so you were so awesome before! Why didn't you say so earlier? You took a photo with the Chapter Master! If that gets out, you could be a division commander, let alone a company commander!"

Saying that, he wanted to reach out and take the photo in Hayes's hand, but Hayes directly turned his back and folded the photo back into the box.

"It's just a photo, not an award. It's not that exaggerated. Besides, I'm already exhausted from managing you kids. If you let me manage a division, I'd rather go one-on-one with a Tyranid Warrior."

Unable to get the photo, Little Feiton could only shake his head and sit down, picking up his water glass.

"Hey, Uncle, that Captain Bahram is quite amiable. Are all Astartes like that?"

"Of course not. It can only be said that this one is more special. If you replaced him with a more common Astartes, just standing here would scare you into wetting your pants! They always maintain a combat posture, and they have a heavy aura of killing. We're lucky to have met a good-tempered one."

Just then, a sharp alarm sounded abruptly. Hayes immediately jumped up from the small stool and roared:

"Prepare for battle! Prepare for battle!!!"

"Chapter Master, these are some things taken by the unmanned reconnaissance aircraft."

In the temporary command post located in the Snow Palace's main hall, it was brightly lit day and night. Mortal servants and Mechanicus priests were busy in front of various devices and cogitators. Officers looked at combat reports and quickly gave corresponding summaries. Astartes wearing armor of various colors came in and out, but the core here was only one person.

Hearing Mark's words, Sosiush nodded and turned to look at a screen on the side.

In the slightly trembling picture, a bloated thing composed of chitin, chimneys, tentacles, and spikes appeared. It looked like a giant anthill, covered with dense holes, surrounded by balloon-like spore mines. If you looked closely, you would find that those holes were like pores on the human body, constantly contracting and expanding. With each contraction and expansion, various Tyranid organisms would emerge from them with wet, fleshy remnants, gathering into an endless swarm of insects.

When the camera zoomed out, it could be seen that the actual volume of this thing was very huge, completely a fortress, and the surrounding ground was covered with purple mucus, full of countless lotus root-like holes.

"This is"

Arash, who was checking the battle report, was also attracted by this picture and walked to Sosiush's side.

"Is this some kind of building?"

"It can be said to be, but not entirely, because it is alive."

Sosiush stared at this thing and said slowly:

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be a Tyranid incubation nest deployed on the ground, and also their fortress for establishing a foothold and attacking. It knows that a quick attack will not take us down, so it turns to a war of attrition. I don't know whether to call it smart or stupid."

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