Chapter 275 Massacre
Farzad's desire and impulse for battle occasionally turn into recklessness that makes a leader headache, but Soshiyan believes that this is also a necessary quality for a good warrior in the early stage, so he Ren Ran decided to follow the temptation.
“We are still very unfamiliar with this world and cannot let go of any clue, even a living person.”
He explained patiently:
“ You need to know what's going on here to act better, there will be no problem on Ustad's side."
"I'm not worried about him, it's just that this is too boring."
Farzad muttered, and he kicked away a piece of burnt wood in the fire.
"Farzad, focus."
After saying that, Soshyan quickly used battle gestures to signal the team to spread out on both sides of him.
“This is a settlement.”
Soshyan gave them instructions on the communication channel through text and combat gestures. This was actually training their execution capabilities.
"Be prepared to encounter resistance, Farzad, go to the front to conduct reconnaissance, provide possible attack points, stay hidden, brothers, don't let the enemy notice."
Farzad used gestures Indicating receipt and moving forward, the slender orange grass made a sound as he moved.
Although he is wearing heavy armor, his concealment skills are still very good, and the footsteps made by his heavy boots can almost be ignored.
A wall made of vines appeared in the woods. The leaves swayed as the warm wind blew. Occasionally, the reflection of metal could be seen in front of it.
"A wall."
Farzad approached the wall covered with vegetation, pulled down the vines on it, and many lumps of soil fell down together - these plants The roots have penetrated deep into the wall.
The metal fence five meters away has long since collapsed, and its rusty frame has become a scaffolding for plants to climb on.
The Space Marine grabbed a broken piece of wall with his hands.
From the damaged parts of the fortifications, he saw that the buildings inside were also covered by vegetation.
It's very quiet here. There was life all around.
Farzad heard the sound of small animals shuttled among the vegetation in his ears. His breathing mask turned on the external circulation mode, sending healthy air from this rich ecosystem into his lungs.
The gentle wind blew through his armor, and the surrounding temperature was 23.3°C - these were what he saw from the display runes on the visor, but he did not really feel them.
Farzad wanted to take off his helmet and feel the surrounding environment for himself, but Soshyan asked them to wear helmets at all times on the battlefield - although ordinary weapons are nothing against Astartes power armor , but it was enough to penetrate his unprotected head.
He then walked to the gate. Through the gate was a path made of stone concrete, which extended into a bush. Its once flat surface was now covered with tree roots and weeds. broken.
If it weren't for this gate, they would never have been aware of the existence of this road.
"I have arrived at the gate, Chapter Master."
He said over the communicator.
"Moving forward."
"Minimize long-distance communications as much as possible. I did not detect any electronic signals, but sail with caution."
The voice on the communicator stopped.
He moved forward along the edge of the road, birds chirping from their nests in the settlement buildings, and a transport truck blocked the middle of the road.
There are Astra Militarum logos on the hull, as well as explosion scars.
Soon, he found a place that exuded a strong smell of blood and was also located by the augury.
A small country church.
It looked so shabby and unremarkable, but when Farzad carefully pushed open the church door, he saw a horrifying scene.
The place that once praised the honor of the emperor has now become a hell. The eagle emblem is covered with corpses. On the floor paved with bricks, nearly a hundred female corpses have been beheaded and skinned. clothes, put together in the most obscene poses to form a huge heretical symbol.
And the heads they lost——
Looking around, the surrounding walls seemed to be smeared with a layer of flesh-colored mud, and countless faces were wailing under torture. They struggled, trying in vain to gain freedom, crying out an endless curse movement, and the tortured voices formed a song of suffering that was hard to hear.
When Farzad walked in, the faces on the walls screamed louder, peaking in a desperate climb, and began to melt, sliding down to the floor at a sickeningly slow pace.
Farzad stared at the entrance to the slaughterhouse, trying not to imagine the horrors that had happened in this dim, bone-yellow hell.
Strong nausea and anger surged in his heart.
But anger will not help him at this time. He must think calmly.
Suddenly, he felt a cold hand grabbing his foot hard, so he lowered his head and saw a barely human creature crawling on the ground - his skin was peeled off, and his legs were The legs have been cut off, and even the spine has been pulled out, as if only a scarlet sky is left
A slutty body.
The man was staring wildly, his left eye socket was empty, and the remaining bloodstained right eye was flashing with incomparable hatred.
"Angel - hope -"
He made a harsh voice intermittently, and the result of the gradual disappearance of his organs was to give his voice a mechanical quality.
It was then that Farzad realized that this person might be the only life in the apocalypse - the survivor of this massacre.
Seeing that Farzad noticed him, the man's hand tightened.
Two fingers on his right hand were missing, and only a stump of his other wrist remained.
"—Kill them—for us—for the Emperor."
He roared, eyes wide open.
“I will.”
Then the man pointed to a broken tile on the ground with trembling fingers.
“There——”
The anger in his eyes disappeared, leaving only prayer.
“I understand.”
Farzad murmured lowly, then let out a sharp roar full of anger, swung his fist, and penetrated the tortured chest. Break the man's heart and end his pain.
The remaining ones deserve final mercy.
Then he walked to the floor tiles, broke them into pieces, and took out a report letter and a religious book called "The Perfect Holy Word".
The signatory of the report letter was Jacques, the pastor of the local church and the person who had just been freed by Farzad.
After flipping through the diary for a while, Farzad opened the communication.
"Chapter Master, I discovered... something."
Soon, Soshyan led the team to arrive here, and they were also shocked by this man-made hell.
With great anger, Yazdan set the entire church on fire, and while he set the fire, Soshyan read the report letter.
The content is very simple. Pastor Jacques suspects that the bishop of his diocese has heretical tendencies. The basis is the "Perfect Holy Word".
According to him, this book, which is widely circulated in the diocese and is mandatory for every priest to preach to the believers every day, has many problems at its roots. It not only distorts many doctrines of the state religion, but also distorts many doctrines of the state church. The description of the Emperor's Throne as a garden that accommodates unlimited desires is completely illogical.
The restraint and introspection in the teachings of the state religion have been erased, leaving only boundless devotion and excessive liberation of the self.
There is no doubt that no matter from which angle you look at it, this is a heretical doctrine.
But Jacques wrote on the back of the report letter that not long after he sent the report letter to the archbishop, he was beaten back and scolded that he could no longer confront his superiors.
From this moment on, Pastor Jacques realized that things were not as simple as he thought, so he entrusted a friend of many years to secretly send the prosecution letter and evidence to a nearby tribunal institution.
But judging from the results, it seems that he is still a step too late.
(End of this chapter)