Chapter 23 Destruction
On the battle barge of the Ultramarines, the senior leaders of all the chapters participating in this battle gathered. They were all on the bridge, curiously looking at this man who was dragged out of the subspace. "recruit".
Besides, the think tank of the Ultramarines was panting heavily, his face as pale as paper.
Drawing Soshyan out that little distance almost killed him, but Soshyan's ability to come out alive surprised him even more, because he knew the warp better than any Space Marine present. Danger.
Even under the protection of power armor, traveling through the subspace with the body, this suicide is no different.
But he survived, and there didn't seem to be any big problems. The think tank secretly remembered Soshyan's name, and he needed to report this matter to the director of the think tank after returning to Macragge.
“It’s not too late!”
After Soshyan got up from the ground, his first action was to yell at Venetilius.
“We can fight right away!”
“We might be able to.”
Venetius nodded expressionlessly.
“But we won’t do that.”
“There are a full 771 Space Marines up there!”
“Yes.”
“ Those are my blood relatives! My commander! Our entire battle group is standing by while we fight!”
Soshiyang's words immediately rose to the level of questioning and were directed at all the senior leaders of the war group here, so some people immediately expressed their dissatisfaction.
"You'd better watch your words, soldier!"
The Chapter Leader of the Aurora Chapter stood up, pointing his right arm at Soshyan's head, with an imposing manner.
"It would be great if you could show such majesty in the battle with the aliens."
Soshiyang pushed back the opponent's words without fear, and was so stimulated. The Honor Guards of the Aurora Chapter immediately drew their swords out of their scabbards, showing a fierce fighting attitude.
When the situation became tense, Venetilius raised his arm, and upon seeing this, the Chapter Master of the Aurora Chapter also signaled the Honor Guard to put away their weapons.
“If you really cared about the lives of those soldiers, you wouldn’t have made such a crazy plan when everyone was discussing the situation.”
“You think we have made you lose face? ?”
Soshiyang’s words were still loaded with guns and sticks. No matter how well-trained Venetius was, veins appeared on his forehead, and his hand holding the sword hilt was gradually tightening.
Seeing that the situation was getting worse, the Chapter Master of the Invaders Chapter stepped out, not only because both Chapters came from the Imperial Fist lineage, but he himself also had some similarities with Amurad. friendship.
"Soshiyang."
He said in a calm tone:
"Getting angry at the seventh company commander will not change the situation."
Soshiyang turned around and was covered in blood. and Zhanshen's body, approaching each other.
"Sir, those are 771 Space Marines! Our entire battle group, except for the recruits who stayed behind in Obsidian, are all on it!"
"But we cannot continue to consume the lives of more soldiers just because of a certain possibility... The world engine must be terminated immediately. If it recovers, the blood you have paid will be completely wasted."
Hear These words made Suo Shiyang furious. He pulled off his helmet and revealed his blood-stained face.
"As long as we get closer and release some Thunderhawks, we can save some lives."
"The World Engine is not completely dead, it is still a dangerous thing, and we cannot risk the fleet. "This is it, this is your style"
Soshiyang gritted his teeth and sneered.
“You would rather run away with your butt stuck out than take a little risk to save the person who ended this disaster, so this is not the first time you have done such a thing, right? Just like you It’s like giving up the Vader Galaxy.”
The following words were obviously spoken to Venetilius, but the other party just looked at him indifferently without saying a word.
Suddenly, Soshyan raised his bolter. At this moment, everyone also took out their weapons and pointed them at him.
And Soshyan targeted Venetilius.
"Don't fire!"
The think tank who dragged Soshyan out of the subspace quickly raised his hands and said loudly:
"Don't be stupid! Enough blood has been shed today. !”
Everyone else slowly lowered their weapons, but Soshyan was still aiming at Venetilius.
"Don't think this can scare me! My war group is about to perish! My brothers have all died! There is nothing to scare me!"
His hands were shaking slightly, but the think tank was using mental power to try to suppress his muzzle, and wrestling with this force made Soshyan's angry expression even more ferocious.
Venetilius suddenly sighed and said calmly:
"We will not get close, Soshyan, I can't do this. You definitely know better than me. What happened above, if there is even a slight chance to save your battle group, I will be the first to board it, even if all our battleships, everyone... But the battle is over, my think tank can feel it There are very few life auras, and the same goes for the think tanks of other chapters, including the director of the think tank."
The think tanks nodded one after another, confirming Venetilius's statement.
“At least try! Even if one——”
Soshyan is still making his final struggle.
"Although we are far more powerful than mortals."
Venetilius walked to Soshyan and whispered:
"But we... are not gods."
The cruel reality is the most powerful argument. The bridge began to tremble, and the entire battleship began to tremble. That was the resonance caused by all weapons attacking at the same time - the fleet began to project destructive energy towards the world engine. of firepower.
Soshyan looked forward, his eyes distracted, then turned and left Venitilius without saying anything more.
Under the gaze of everyone, the last survivor of the battle group shuffled to the thick porthole, his blood-stained hands pressed against the reinforced glass.
The huge flashing cube in the distance suddenly erupted with a violent flash of light, like a broken glass product. It was shattered in an instant, spraying a large amount of fragments into the endless void...
The world engine is destroyed.
His battle group was also destroyed.
Soshyan closed his eyes in pain and hit his forehead heavily on the glass, as if this could relieve the stinging pain in his heart.
The heavy impact caused blood to pour out of his forehead, dripping down his cheeks and dripping from his chin to the floor, mixed with tears rolling down from the corners of his eyes - mortals always think that the Astartes are incompetent. An angel with blood and no tears, but this is not the case.
There are very few things that can make super warriors like them feel pain, but witnessing the destruction of their own battle group and the fall of their blood brothers is not among them. Soshyan is very unfortunate to be the one who experiences this pain. A few people”.
With the dull thumping sound, everyone on the bridge lowered their heads silently, mourning the 771 warriors who died in the battle.
(End of this chapter)