novellk Chapter 273 Murder
Chapter 273 Murder
Chapter 273 Murder
The sky is getting brighter, and those virus toxin bombs and greasy clouds finally dissipate under the time. Of course, the wound it caused to Roland cannot be repaired in a short time, but it also proves that the chaos will eventually dissipate, but it is more serious than no, time length.
The warm and even hot rays of the stars shone into the trenches, making the mud thicker, but no soldier complained about the warmth brought by the sun, because it was too precious.
The Roanders have survived the winter-like torrential rain, crazy believers, terrible wizards, those who are still alive or still alive are enjoying this little warmth.
It was rare for Captain Jeske to get out of the command vehicle. One day after capturing here, now, they have obtained the first peace of this month and the last peace of life, so it is extra precious.
"Good day, the warm light makes me feel good, and the Emperor loves such a time..." He sighed to his lieutenant, because the soldiers, including himself, were already rotten.
But today, the soldiers don’t play cards and drink like the Skadi people in their spare time. Instead, they read out the God-Emperor’s belief more strictly and sing the dogma. It really depends. The enemy is even worse.
The extreme loyalty and faith that resulted from this world being brutally oppressed is exemplary, and the Empire just needs such a place, which is both cruel and ridiculous, because they can't even protect their homeland nowadays, if it is not for the destruction of eagles and Skadi help, they must bow down to those heretics.
Luckily, being protected by the emperor put a bondage on the captain's heart. That line represents the shame of the Roander's incompetence. No matter what the space fighters say, shame is always a shame. They need to use war and life to redeem the emperor. Tell him that the Roanders are not worthless, they are also soldiers of the empire and your pawns.
He silently recited those prayers in his heart, pious and honorable, and the Roander people are like this. If anyone in this star area has experienced tyranny and oppression, and is now invaded and tortured, but still believes in the emperor and is unwavering, then only them.
Ironically, it is the death of the emperor's most loyal believers, whose soul struggles and loathes the gods of chaos, which makes the gods more happy. One can only hope that their souls are snatched back by the God-Emperor, so that they can kneel under the golden throne instead of in the cauldron.
Such a mission is placed on the Master Chief, and if his raid is successful, the Golden Throne can rest in peace for those pathetic loyalists, rather than being reduced to a twisted pot of good soup...
Therefore, the captain wished the Space Marines from the bottom of his heart, that their victory would allow the world to rest in peace, kill those heretics, and let the light of the Emperor shine on the souls of those who were slaughtered.
The rest time is precious, and the staff officers wandered in the trenches, announcing that the soldiers wiped off their guns, anointed them with holy oil, and were ready to respond to the enemy's attack at any time.
Even if no one attacks today, on the second day, that is, the third day of the raid according to the agreed time, they must go to attack the fort and persist all day so that the enemy can no longer pay attention to the changes inside the fort.
Their battle is doomed, and it must be meaningful, marching towards death, using the last heat of life, but the commander doesn't like the enemy leaving them quiet. After all, defense is easier than attack. If they fight today, their success rate tomorrow will be higher. It will be higher, although it is cruel to soldiers, it is very important to this world.
But the enemies of heresy are preparing to catapult like a serpent with a deadly blow and send it to their gods, obsessed with what they call an internal struggle, a rune warrior worshiped today Walking into the hall, the soldiers saluted him, and even the most impolite old Pao would become respectful.
He has gone through many inhuman experiences until now. Although he is not as good as a space warrior, he is also at the limit of a mortal. He has many privileges, except ordering those soldiers, so he is quite dissatisfied. What he can't get in his life, right, is now Gave it to a dunce.
But he didn't wear a knife today, but he was holding a thick bible, which recorded dirty and chaotic words. It was terrible. He walked to the command room in the hall, and the guard asked him. "My lord, what are you doing, we need to inform you."
The veteran raised the book in his hand. "A holy tome that records the stories of Chaos, which writes the life of the Great Chaos Demon, and I want to hand it over to the commander to urge him to complete his father's work."
The guard wasn't sure. "But my lord said that except for command affairs, I will refuse to enter for other things."
The veteran laughed. "But you can't resist me, look at your steps, it seems stable, but I just need to sweep your legs lightly, you will fall to the ground, and then the ridiculous laser will fall to the ground, shining randomly, burning the whole world. A corner of the wall of a fort."
"And you." He looked at the other soldier. "You'll panic, raise your weapon, and fire, but something that's not aimed hits my carapace, and it's even just black because it has a high heat conversion rate and doesn't have much impact, so even if it melts Half of my arm can't destroy this set of armor that belongs to me alone."
"Then I will choke your neck, put one foot on that trash on the ground, and choke your neck with my right hand. I only need my feet and arms to exert strength. My body that has been trained for decades can make you two cute The soldiers took him away to see the loving father."
After he finished speaking, the sympathetic shirts of the two soldiers were already wet with sweat. He was right and they didn't want this to happen. Those two guys still understood that there was no comparison between punishment and death.
The guards opened the gate respectfully and opened the door for this monster. To them, it looked like seeing a lion walk into the arena, and they were opening the door for a wild beast without protection. If you don't want to have your neck broken, you'd better be honest a little.
So the monster strolled into a place he had never seen in his life. He was a soldier, and he was almost insulated from this place. He soon smelled the smell of kraft paper, and then wood, wood, what his homeland lacked most Things, before joining the army, he could only wear clothes made of wild animal skins, eat raw meat, or use the overheat of weapons to roast undercooked meat as a reward for his decades of training.
Blood, the blood of a beast, the body of a giant in the void, nourished his body, but did not give him the right to conform, and this is the first time he saw this place today, in the redwood office, with a flickering radio, and on the big desk was Beautiful maps, star maps, and low-Earth orbit maps seem to bring the entire world, the entire star system, and the entire universe into his hands.
As a human being, he has a stronger fighting spirit than anyone else in his heart. He is no longer satisfied with enjoying worship and power. Now that Ed von Card has left, he can get real rights and have a dog of his own. force.
He walked into it, playing with the triangular emblem on the table representing a loving father like a master, life, death, decay, and then life, a self-consistent perfect cycle, the true power of flesh and blood.
He lightly gestured a military salute with a religious ceremony style, not to the mortal who was looking at him behind the desk, but to the father who empowered him, who would not deceive him like the corpse emperor. father.
"What are you doing?!" The adjutant felt like he was facing an enemy. After all, no one would be happy to see a monster with human skin walking into his office area.
Even if he didn't have a weapon, he knew very well that it was impossible for him to kill this guy. That sense of vigilance appeared in the hair close to his skin, and the hair stood on its head. Maybe this is the feeling?
And the rune warrior just spread out the book in his hand, he said. "Look, what a good book."
The adjutant wiped his sweat, but what he saw was not a sword or a weapon, but a bottle of pretty good red wine embedded in the thick pages of the book, which was amazing.
"Natural?" He lost his composure. After all, just one bottle of such a wonderful thing can be exchanged for a set of fully armed carapace and a plasma gun, and this is still at the price of the black market!
As an adjutant with half a year's salary, he can taste such a sweet thing once. His mind began to think wildly, for example, he is now a commander, and the rune warrior needs his help. This bottle of red wine probably belongs to me. Fascinated, after all, the warrior he had to look down at once bribed him with wine...
This thing is better than a sword. Seeing the expression on the other side, the rune warrior smiled. "It seems that you are quite satisfied."
"What do you mean..." the adjutant corrected his expression, then pushed away the scripture, the soldier replied. "Believers can't reject things that are full of faith in this way, understand."
"Take it."
"What do you want?" the adjutant asked.
"I want a war, a war that belongs to us alone. I need many things. I want the supply priority of the entire army. I want all the soldiers to pay for the rune warriors. I want to create a great feat that will make my father look down!" he answered.
"It's such a big ambition, I won't agree, at most one-third, you already have deflagration guns, don't try to plunder any more, the command of the tank troops and infantry will always belong to me, if you don't agree, leave." Adjutant Without filling his head with desire, he just answered calmly, the warrior pretended to think, and could only nod.
"It's enough, happy cooperation, I hope I can see enough supplies to my camp tomorrow." He held out his hand, and the adjutant nodded. He didn't think that the rune warrior would harm him, never.
After shaking hands, the adjutant felt the strength of the grip, but the rune monster didn't know how strong it was!He cursed secretly inwardly, then let go of his fingers.
He only felt itchy palms, but to be on the safe side, he dried his fingers immediately, even before the rune warrior left, which was considered impolite, even insulting, but the veteran didn't blame him, just left here.
But the adjutant was suspicious. He dried his fingers, washed them again three times, and asked the army pharmacist to check the red wine. He spent a lot of time and wasted precious time planning tactics for no reason, and the supplies he promised to the soldiers did not come as scheduled. However, the veteran was not angry, let alone blamed.
At night, in the dead of night, in the dormitory belonging to the commander alone, the adjutant greedily pried open the cork, enjoyed the breath surrounding the bottle, and prepared to enjoy it.
His heart was beating extremely fast, as if he saw some beauty in front of him, because alcohol was very precious to soldiers and officers, not to mention that even in Ndili Free Port, he had no chance to taste this thing that only nobles could enjoy.
He kept thinking in his heart that Ed von Ka's wine cabinet must not have such good things, but the reality is that this precious bottle of fine wine was produced in his, the estate in the agricultural world that the "Fon" family belongs to.
He didn't know that his poor life was quickly dissipated because a right that didn't belong to him fell into his hands. When his mouth touched the red liquid, the misty aroma surrounded him, touched the tip of his tongue, and then carried it into his throat. , his heart beat faster and faster, faster and faster...
Bang, there was a sultry sound, his heart cracked, he felt the pain in his heart, he clutched his chest, he still didn't forget to drink the red wine in the extreme pain, then put down the glass, and let go of his body weakly, this unknown officer, in the After enjoying the power peak for less than two days, the cause of death is unknown.
The next day, the officers gathered here to discuss with each other. They didn't know when the enemy entered here and assassinated their commander, but the doctor who was good at poison investigated for a long time, and could only get the truth of acute heart disease, because yesterday The bible was found to be non-toxic, and neither was the red wine.
The rune warrior openly disclosed that he wanted to bribe the chief to obtain supplies, but the other soldiers were not surprised. After all, if the supplies were not given to them, who else could they give them to?This kind of approach can only be regarded as a bit extreme, if I am in their situation, I will do the same, after all, this commander is not very capable.
It's just that the doctors didn't understand why the healthy adjutant suddenly had a heart attack, and they didn't understand why the cups, drinks, and scriptures were all investigated, but they didn't feel the source of the poison.
"Of course, they don't understand." The veteran was sipping the bottle of red wine with his legs crossed in the command room. The rune warriors were now crowded here, and all the officers who should have been in command were squeezed out.
Rune Warrior's connection to the subspace is no worse than that of a weak wizard. As one of the best, it is not difficult to use a certain degree of psychic power. This time it is an assassination that only wizards can see, and he does so much just to clean it up yourself, because rationality is always the basis for winning people's hearts.
Now they got everything, the soldiers are willing to serve them, but they are not politicians, on the contrary, they do so many things just to serve the gods, just to complete the sacrifice, just to... revenge, to those Imperial Guards and Aspen Tate!
(End of this chapter)