Chapter 141 The Apothecary's Fear
On the summit of the Chapter Monastery, countless transport planes soared from the tarmac like crows leaving their nests.
The Stormcrow gunships and the Chapter's remaining Thunderhawks formed a combined formation, forming a jagged shadow under the deep blue night sky.
Among them is the Valkyrie transport aircraft belonging to the Chapter Auxiliary Army. Originally, this equipment was not in the armory of the Astral Knights Chapter, but after arriving on Nessen IV, due to the planet The Governor was a fanatical supporter of the war group, and there just happened to be a batch in the starport's transshipment warehouse.
Although they belong to the Imperial Navy in the Storm Star Territory in principle, after a brief report was sent, these brand new Valkyries were sent directly to the Astral Knight's armory.
Although this would arouse the anger of the navy, the planetary governor had enough excuses.
The great Astral Knight is about to launch an expedition.
The twelve Valkyries on the apron have sailed away, and the hangar became empty in an instant.
Only seven days have passed since Lord Magyar left, but the gathering of the Chapter's strength is nearing completion.
Those hovering far above the surface aircraft formation are the Chapter fleet formation.
The slaves of each battleship have fully prepared the plasma engines in order to push the battleship to the jump point.
At this moment, every spaceship made buzzing sounds one after another - although the Astral Knights only participated in the battle with two battleships.
In the center of the assembly point, uniform gunboats are waiting to enter the cave-like hangar of a giant ship. This is the floating base of the Chapter-Spark.
Now it is hovering motionless in the void, dominating the starry sky just like the leader of the herd dominates his own tribe. In other shipyards of the star port, several smaller warships are working overtime. Additional construction.
Like other Space Marine warships, the Starfire was designed to do one thing only - to unleash overwhelming, gut-wrenching fury upon the unrepentant from high orbit. above the world.
It has done this kind of job many times, and the ship's drop bay and torpedo launch array have been burned black during the long period of use.
On the high tower of the Chapter Fortress, Soshyan watched as the final preparations for the assembly were about to be completed.
He could see the slender and elegant trails left by the Thunderhawks when they broke through the atmosphere and flew to the assembly point in space, and he could also see the transport planes carrying the mortal auxiliaries swarming into the sky like swarms of bees. 's "nest".
Around him, the tactical display screen showed the location of each force. All the forces that could be mobilized were slowly entering the battleship formation, including the battle robot army.
Not long after, even he will board that flagship.
And the only forces the war group has are all gathered in one place, all pointing towards the same simple goal.
A familiar tremor awakened his genetically modified limbs.
The battle group may be in urgent need of growth and cultivation, but Soshiyang always firmly believes that powerful warriors are tempered in the flames of war. No matter how intense training is, it cannot make up for the lack of actual combat experience.
The recruits who came out of the Obsidian Fortress have not seen blood for a long time, which is not a good thing.
At this moment, blood was rushing through his limbs and bones, and he was ready.
They are Astartes and must never forget what they do best.
The reason why Soshyan participated in this battle was not only to dispel the doubts of neighboring war groups and gain a reliable ally, but also to give a warning to all warriors.
Suddenly, from the corner of his eye, he saw a rune flashing at the door.
“Come in.”
Soshiyan said while looking away from the fleet.
When he turned around, he saw Balita'em striding into the room, the apothecary's eyes flashing with rage.
“Why?”
He asked directly, but in the face of this almost rude behavior, Soshyan spread his hands.
“This is...”
“Tell me why.”
Soshyan sighed and closed the door with a push of his finger.
"You know what we are doing, all this needs to be kept secret, and you are also an immortal."
Balitaem shook his head. "And then sending the Chapter into battle without apothecaries? Isn't that more important to you?"
"Only you can perform those operations, I can't possibly The new recruits who were being rehabilitated were put under Ford's care."
"But you allowed him to participate in the surgical process."
"Because his technology can improve the survival rate of recruits. You must know that although it is only in the third stage, the mortality rate has already exceeded 30%. We bear I can’t afford such a huge loss.”
A trace of shame flashed across Balitaem’s face.
"That can wait. When I come back from this battle, I can't miss the honor of participating in this operation! There is no way I will give up taking care of my battle brothers!"
Soshiyang shook his head. Shake his head.
"Now is the moment that determines success or failure. Those children are the hope of the future of the Chapter, and I also need a smart mind to ensure that everything is normal in the monastery fortress. You don't have to go with us."
Barry Taem roared, and Soshyan could feel the frustration building up in the pharmacist's body.
"Chapter Master, please, don't do this."
The pharmacist insisted, gripping the gauntlet tighter and tighter.
Sosh raised his eyebrows slightly. In his memory, Balitaem had always been obedient and gentle, and had never disobeyed orders.
"Pharmacist, you are threatening me."
He said solemnly, with a sullen tone in his words.
Balitaem remained fixed in place, his eyes fixed on Soshyan.
In the end, he lowered his eyes reluctantly.
“I personally watched them struggle to death on the operating table.”
The pharmacist murmured the truth.
"Those children...my skills were far from being able to get them through this difficult time. I even thought I was murdering them with my own hands...I was afraid that they would continue to die, and I became more and more irritable."
After understanding all this, Soshyan looked at Balitaem carefully.
He knew the pharmacist very well. He was a pure warrior, a good man who was passionate and fearless.
But he still needs to understand that in this cruel galaxy, any sacrifice is acceptable - Soshyan has understood this.
"No, brother."
Soshyan put his hand on his shoulder.
"No one is more suitable for this role than you. The fact that you are upset about the candidate's death is enough to prove everything, but these are the prices we must pay."
Then, he recounted his experience in Thetis.
“...So, necessary evils and necessary good are both part of our journey, and you need to face them calmly instead of escaping from them.”
After listening to Soshiyan's story, Balitaem's expression changed from frustration to determination.
As the pharmacist's inner frustration subsided, Soshyan also relaxed.
“We must watch for a good future, because we shoulder the important task of rebuilding the battle group, and even the legion.”
Soshyan lowered his head and whispered:
“ I can only believe you.”
Balitaem looked back into Soshyan's eyes, and he accepted the arrangement.
“I understand.”
(End of this chapter)