The Emperor’s Angel of Death

Hearing Hayes's words, Benick's smile froze, and he could only carefully put down the wine bottle.

"Okay, okay, then we'll substitute water for wine."

After the glasses were filled with water, the three clinked glasses. Hayes then picked up a piece of Kent chicken leg, took a bite, the skin was crispy, the inside was juicy, and it was obviously sprinkled with spices.

In three or five bites, he ate a leg. At this time, Benick had already cut open the ribs with a knife.

"Please, help yourself."

Halfway through the meal, Paluru suddenly asked softly:

"Officer Hayes, where are you from?"

"Me? Hmm... I was born in the Maelstrom Zone, but you may not know where that is. Later, the survivors arrived at Kermanshah."

"Then is there any relationship with the Star Phantoms?"

As Paluru spoke, his eyes turned to a small crossed-sword symbol on Hayes's shoulder armor. Hayes nodded, picked up a piece of flatbread, broke it open, and put it in the bowl of thick soup.

"Yes, that is the world belonging to the Chapter. In principle, we are all citizens of the Chapter, and the Chapter organizes us."

"No wonder... truly a glorious identity. Seeing how brave you are, you are indeed a warrior under the Angels."

Compliments will always be appreciated. Although Hayes was a relatively modest person, he smiled and waved his hand when the other party said this.

"Commander Paluru, you flatter me. Just a company commander, not much of a warrior."

"I think Officer Hayes will definitely rise step by step in the future."

"Haha, I dare not think about it, I dare not think about it."

At this moment, Benick suddenly asked carefully:

"Officer Hayes, how long do you think this battle will last?"

Hayes chewed for a moment and shook his head.

"It's hard to say. This time the Tyranids are coming fiercely, and it seems very sudden. Last time we prepared for so long, but I think the problem should not be too big. The Lord Commander is the Empire's number one military strategist. The aliens are just struggling for a while longer."

"Lord Commander..."

The two looked at each other with obvious confusion.

"Are you talking about?"

Hayes was a little surprised.

"Hmm? Don't you know? Lord Sotha."

The expressions of the two changed at the same time.

"Lord of the Sacred Blaze... we dare not call His name directly!"

Hayes then remembered that the Sacred Blaze Order seemed to have begun to spread here, so he patted his head.

"Sorry, sorry, I have a bit of a cough. Last time I saw that Lord, he was very confident, so you don't have to worry."

The two looked at each other, their eyes full of shock.

"Officer Hayes... you... you... have met"

They didn't really believe that Hayes, a small company commander, would have met Sotha. After all, although Hayes was unattainable for them, that person was almost a myth, especially in the doctrines of the Sacred Blaze Order, he was already a near-god.

Hayes saw that they didn't believe him, and didn't argue, just smiled.

"Then you two can just treat it as listening to an unreliable story."

Paluru quickly poured water for him and diverted the topic.

"Things keep falling from the sky, which makes people uneasy. I'm afraid that one day a big guy will fall directly on the city."

"No, there is defense monitoring on the ground. Besides, how can the Empire's fleet lose to primitive aliens?"

Hayes smiled and took a sip of water, but he wasn't that sure either...

"This naval battle won't be lost, right?"

In the Stormbird's cabin, the Terminators were fastening themselves in their positions, while Li Lin's voice kept chattering in the channel.

During the flight, occasionally one or two muffled collision sounds could be heard. It was unknown what had hit the Stormraven's outer shell.

"Bahram has never commanded a naval battle before. Why did the company commander suddenly let him come?"

Hearing him say this, Cezar then spoke:

"Company Commander Bahram has never commanded a large-scale naval battle before?"

"Let alone large-scale, he hasn't even fought a small-scale one. He has always been in the 10th Company, so how could he have any naval battle experience?"

"Then why?"

Sablin finally couldn't help but speak.

"Li Lin, can you say less? Isn't the company commander on the flagship? It's not like Bahram is commanding alone. Besides, who has really commanded a naval battle of this scale besides the Chapter Master? Malakin? Arash? Malakin may have commanded a large fleet, but we can't always rely on outsiders, right? I don't know, but I thought the Star Knights had no one. Bahram has no problem. Lack of experience doesn't mean he can't learn. He's so calm and his mind works fast. I think it's fine."

Everyone knew that Sablin had a very good relationship with Bahram, so when he said this, Li Lin didn't dare to say anything, for fear of being beaten.

Suddenly, the broadcast on the Stormbird sounded.

"Approaching the flight deck."

Everyone immediately stopped talking. At the same time, Cassatt's voice also came.

"Boys, our mission this time is to save this ship. In short, it is a counter-boarding operation. Now there are Tyranids everywhere inside. We will act in two teams. I will take a team to protect the power deck. If it falls, this ship will become a dead fish, and we will have to abandon ship. Sablin, you take people to support Third Company Commander Ustad. If this ship is really unsalvageable, at least get the people out. His position should be on the bridge, but the communication situation is very bad now. You must try to contact the other party during the movement. This will help you complete the task and survive. Combat robots will assist you, but the cabins are very narrow and their movements are inconvenient, so they mainly operate in the main passage area. Reinforcements will take time, you have to pay attention to this."

"Understood."

"Then let's begin."

As the vibration from the Stormbird landing came, red warning lights began to flash in the dark cabin, and then turned green.

The ramp slowly opened, and Sablin gripped his power sword and twin-linked melta gun.

"Move."

The Contemptor Terminators took heavy steps and walked out of the ramp. There were some fighters and Stormravens parked on the flight deck. Some crew members and soldiers in uniforms and armor were guarding behind the bunkers.

When all the Terminators had left the Stormbird, Sablin found the person in charge here.

"What's the situation?"

"Report, sir, the situation is not good. Our connection with other areas has been cut off. The Tyranids almost broke in several times, and we were forced to seal off all entrances and exits, even the vents."

"Do you know what the situation is on the bridge now?"

"I don't know..."

Sablin didn't say anything, but opened the micro-screen on his arm to check the structure of the Triumph. At this time, they were located on the second floor flight deck on the right side of the warship. The bridge was on the right and upward line of defense, and it would take about 3 kilometers to walk.

After determining the route, Sablin walked to Gate No. IV marked on the right. This airlock door was surrounded by a pile of metal garbage, and the door seams were welded shut. One could imagine how scared these people were at the time.

Without saying a word, Sablin directly activated the multi-melta gun in his hand. Accompanied by a dazzling and glaring white light, the stench of burning metal assailed the nostrils, and the distorted metal collapsed like melting ice cream.