Chapter 3349 The choice of sacrifice
Besei stayed here obviously to provide cover for Sablin, but he himself was obviously out of cover. He was surrounded by aliens who were ready to move, and the retreating soldiers were already too far away from him.
"Besai! Retreat, damn it."
"Received!"
After hearing Sabourin's instructions, Besei, the Terminator wearing a Kent Card, moved at an alarming speed, using his chain halberd to draw a huge arc in mid-air, knocking two Necrons to the ground, and then Turning around and sprinting, stabbing three times in succession, several more metal corpses fell at the feet of the descendants of the Eighth Legion.
But suddenly something rushed out of the cave dug by the broodmother spider. It was a monster composed of three legs and four arms, with the speed of a predator.
It broke through the rubble and slammed into Besei, knocking him to the ground.
Destroyers were the most difficult enemies Sabrin had ever seen. It seemed that this Necronomicon dynasty had an unusually large number of Destroyers, much more than the Raisha dynasty he had seen before.
"Besai!"
Sablin immediately roared and rushed towards his comrades. The enemies gathered tightly, but the chain saw he waved went straight through them. Besei was also fighting fiercely with the monster, but he fell to the ground. The Terminator was very clumsy. He could only use his Doomsday Claws to continuously beat the opponent's chest and abdomen, while the opponent used his dagger-like long claws and phase giant blades to tear apart Besei's Kentka Terminator armor.
The body and eyes of the Desolate Scorpion Destroyer glowed with a terrifying bilious green light, carrying hatred for all life.
"Go to hell!"
Suddenly, Besei threw away his weapon and grabbed the opponent's sharp claw, and then stabbed his tearing claw deeply into the enemy's side with his backhand.
The Destroyer raised his head and howled, and the giant blade slashed down hard, directly piercing the front breastplate of the Terminator. Besei also screamed in pain from under his helmet. His armor was completely torn, and blood was flowing from the seams of the armor. But he raised his hand and punched the monster in the face again. The entire mask of the Destroyer was dented, and sparks burst out from the eye sockets, making it shrink back.
Taking advantage of the opponent's shaking, Besei took the opportunity to push up his knees. The Ouster's body suddenly flipped to one side like a rag doll. However, its four-legged structure gave it extraordinary stability. It just turned around and held it in its hand. The giant phase blade swiped downward——
"No!"
Sabourin roared angrily, and stabbed the chain halberd in his hand into the Ouster's lower back. The blow staggered it, howling and trying to scratch the wound, but the damn thing still refused to fall.
Its waist made a 180° choice, and the giant blade on its arm staggered towards Sabourin, and its broken skull screamed meaninglessly.
Sabourin drew out his halberd to block, but the huge strength and the fatigue caused by the long battle made him fall on his back like Besse, feeling dizzy.
In the blur, he saw the Ouster dragging himself towards him, arms raised to smash his head.
Then a shadow shrouded their heads, and a huge figure swooped down and grabbed the Ouster's head with its flashing claws. The monster was pulled directly to the side, and the company's pharmacist, who was carrying a jet pack and dressed in white armor, dragged him He grabbed it, knocked it down, and then a blast of plasma completely shattered the Ouster's head.
Then, with a loud noise, the body of the Ouster was thrown heavily to the ground.
Sabourin immediately grabbed the spear, but the turbulent sky above the Ministry of Justice was torn apart by the blazing spears falling from the sky. The enemy's aircraft came again, and their destructive energy was released with a deafening roar. The Ministry of Justice The remaining artillery emplacements throughout the fortress were blown to pieces, and the artillerymen were scattered with blood and flesh.
The dust raised by these explosions obscured the battlefield, and then the low, loud and orderly footsteps of the aliens seemed to converge into an elegy.
"Sablin, it's time to go!" Despite the pharmacist's repeated urging, Sablin's eyes were fixed on Besse.
His brother and comrade lay silently, his helmet ripped off his head, revealing a horrific wound, but the real fatal wound came from his nearly sliced chest and the slash of the Destroyer Phase Blade The left arm and left calf were chopped off.
Panting, Besei's empty dark eyes stared blankly at Sabourin. His face was as white as a corpse, and half-formed words emerged from his bloody lips.
"Baise."
Ignoring the warning sound from the server, Sablin knelt down and wiped the blood from the other person's cheek.
The pharmacist next to him squatted down, and the cutter on his arm began to make a sizzling sound.
"Besai, I have to recover your gene seed. The bloodline of the Legion will continue until we all return to the shadow of the Night King, and we will meet you there."
Sabourin felt a hand fall on his shoulder. It was the pharmacist Fernque.
"Sablin, time is running out. I have to move faster, otherwise Besei's gene seeds may be lost."
The words brought little comfort, for they were spoken in a shaky voice that sounded like the whisper of death.
Sabourin was silent for a while. The sounds of the distant battle had stopped, leaving only the groans of the wounded and the heavy echo of the undead walking.
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Finally, he hissed:
"Besai is our good brother. Whether he sacrifices or not should be his own choice."
The pharmacist immediately understood what Sablin meant and said tactfully:
"Sablin, I understand your feelings. Besei is also a good brother of mine, but he deserves a better ending."
Sabourin sighed, a tremor in his voice.
"He is indeed worthy, and all of us are worthy, but the reality is often cruel, and we must find comfort as much as possible. You must know that the dead will be forgotten soon, and the living will be respected, and his deeds will be remembered. Being frozen in the stasis field is enough."
Tears stung Sablin's eyes. He bent down for the last time and held Bessey's hand tightly.
"Brother, are you willing to continue to fight alongside us, continue to carry our cursed blood, and continue to serve humanity and our benefactors as always? Until the children of the night are truly ready to cross the final threshold and embrace the light that belongs to us? ”
For a moment, he thought that the breath of the living had dissipated from Besei's face, but his eyes once again shone with the light of life, and Sabourin felt Besei suddenly shake his hand hard, and Maybe it was just his imagination, but Bessey seemed to nod, as if agreeing to his fate.
"Thank you, we will continue to fight side by side in the future, Besei."
After Sabourin finished speaking, he let go of his comrade's hand, and the pharmacist nodded when he saw this.
"Well, I will do my best to extend Besei's life, but due to the lack of medicine and professional equipment, it will not be too long, no more than 36 hours. Unless we can move Besei and put him in a stasis Only in the stagnation field can it be implanted into the fearless mecha later.”
(End of chapter)