The Emperor’s Angel of Death

“Who are those two…”

Hayes cautiously looked at the body bags that had been thrown onto the flatbed cart, and Ponle shook his head.

“They're from the artillery company. A speculator was caught and sent to the front lines as cannon fodder. He had a fifteen-year-old daughter who was trying to find him and bring him home. These two bastards ran into her. Because the girl was quite pretty, they got horny and哄骗ed her, saying they could rescue her father. Then they messed with her for a couple of days at her house. Not long after, the merchant was torn apart by Warrior Bugs in a battle. This morning, the news reached her family, and the girl hanged herself, leaving a suicide note exposing everything to the division headquarters. Chief Commissar Komeren (division instructor) was extremely furious and immediately had these two arrested and executed without much interrogation. Hayes, you need to keep a close eye too. There are too many hot-blooded boys in the unit, and the atmosphere is tense and oppressive right now, so it's easy for things to happen.”

Hayes rubbed his temples with his thumb, helplessly.

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“Isn't that the truth? I have to check their tents every day, and I always find all kinds of erotic literature. No matter how many times I confiscate them, there are always new ones.”

“It'll be better after the battle is over. Actually, the conclusion we reached in our meeting is that an overly tense and oppressive atmosphere is more likely to lead to disciplinary cases. We'll try to secure some rest time after the battle.”

As he spoke, Hayes followed Ponle into the military police department. It wasn't large, but it was filled with screens and servoskulls. An instructor was sitting in a chair, writing on a data slate. He looked up, saw Ponle and Hayes, and stood up.

“Here to pick up people?”

“Yeah, 2nd Battalion, 3rd Company.”

“Then, Ponle, take him over there. The records should be done.”

“Alright.”

Ponle then led Hayes up to the second floor. As soon as he stepped onto the stairs, Hayes heard a complaining voice coming from a room.

“…Sir, I really wasn't prostituting myself. I didn't even know she was a prostitute. I just met her by chance by the river on a romantic evening. During our conversation, she told me about her pitiful life, her gambling father, her sick mother, and her young brother. It's normal for me to feel pity for her brokenness, right? And it's normal to take the opportunity to financially support her, right? Later, she said she wanted to pledge herself to me—”

“You can't even say her name.”

“Do two people in love have to know each other!?“

“Heh, new term, never heard that before, continue.”

After walking past two rooms, they arrived at a door marked 03. Ponle opened the door. Two young soldiers were sitting in the empty room. When they saw Hayes appear outside the door, they immediately jumped up from the ground.

“Company Commander!”

Hayes walked over and knocked them both on the head.

“You want to die! Actually prostituting yourselves! What will your parents think? You—I'm really disappointed in you!”

The soldiers, who had been hit hard on the head, just lowered their heads and didn't dare to speak. In fact, Hayes was also very shocked when he first received this news, because he had always believed that the boys he brought from his hometown were very simple and honest, and he often instilled in them the concept of being self-disciplined, remembering discipline, and showing compassion for the people.

But in the end, most of them were young men who had just come of age. When faced with those young and beautiful women, whether they were pretending to be pitiful or were indeed pitiful, their resistance became very weak.

Although many companies had reports of soldiers violating discipline and engaging in sexual transactions, Hayes believed that his company would never have such a thing happen—as the siege continued, such incidents became more and more frequent. Faced with the increasingly tight food supply, many women had to sell their bodies to earn food to feed their families and children. Among them were even former noblewomen and daughters of wealthy families who had gone bankrupt, and their first targets were mostly auxiliary soldiers, because auxiliary soldiers were currently the group in the city with a relatively generous food distribution, and they still had some rations left over. Moreover, the promethium coins in their hands were the only currency that could still be circulated in Trident City.

Moreover, this behavior was relatively concealed, after all, public brothels were very easy to be found, but those half-closed residential houses were difficult to check one by one.

At this time, Ponle opened the ultra-thin data board, looked at it, and said to Hayes:

“Fortunately, they are in the 'attempted' stage, otherwise it would not have been so easy to pass. The questioning stage is over, right? You just sign, and I will notify you when they serve their confinement time.”

Originally, as the direct commander of the company, Hayes was supposed to be interviewed and investigated by the military police, mainly to understand his usual management of the company and his personal self-criticism. The process was unremarkable, but it required at least 2 hours and had to face the instructor's tricky questions, which was basically no different from torture. After all, in the eyes of the military police, if something happened to his subordinates, the direct manager must have a problem.

And Ponle's saying that he could skip the questioning stage really made Hayes feel flattered, but then he had some concerns in his heart.

He was no longer the ignorant teenager he used to be, and he also knew something about human relationships. This was a typical example of the other party giving him a favor, but since there was a give, then it was hard to say when he would have to return it.

“Thank you.”

But refusal was obviously not a good choice either. Hayes nodded and signed his name on the data board.

Just as he was about to leave the regimental headquarters with his men, he heard a burst of urgent ringing, which represented a danger alert. Soon, the regimental staff officer saw him and immediately ran over to tell him bad news.

“There's a problem with one of the defense lines! You immediately lead your company over there, and the other companies are also rushing there!”

Upon receiving the order, Hayes immediately got a vehicle, took two people, and rushed back to the company's station like a whirlwind. He gathered the soldiers, took their weapons and equipment, and rode the Chimera along the street towards the northwest. At this time, the long-silent heavy artillery group also began to roar—due to the reduction in the number of shells, they were generally silent unless there was extreme danger.

Along the way, through the regiment's chaotic communication language, Hayes roughly understood the situation. A group of militia who had been sentenced to death, under the influence of some crazy thinking, actually blew up the protective wall with secretly stolen bombs, and then主动朝泰伦 rushed towards the Tyranids, being swallowed without any resistance. Their actions also attracted the attention of the hive, and the forces gathered and rushed towards the gap.

Obviously, the thing Hayes was most worried about had still happened. He had once told Little Feton that the Flesh Tearers' overly high-pressure attitude and methods would definitely force some people to take risks.

But when he really led his men to the scene, the situation was even worse than he thought. The entire protective wall breach had been torn into a gap more than a hundred meters long by the Carnifexes and Tyrants. The militia and soldiers on the protective wall were still trying to shoot, and the Flesh Tearers had already arrived here to fight.