Chapter 749 Tuogu
Moise showed a surprised expression when she saw Yarick.
"Ah, you're here, political commissar. I was just about to ask someone to inform you that our phone line was blown up, and that damn radio--"
As he said that, he suddenly He coughed twice, and a ball of blood spurted out of his mouth.
A boy who looked to be twelve or thirteen years old was standing by and immediately picked up the towel.
"No need."
Pushing away the boy's towel, Moise waved to Alec.
"Political Commissar, I can't do it anymore. I have something to ask you."
"Moise, what's going on?"
"It's nothing, I'm just taking people to bomb. I was bitten by a bullet when I was riding in a tank.”
Alex stepped forward and lifted a corner of the quilt.
I saw a big hole in Moise's abdomen, his intestines had been pierced, and his right leg had been amputated below the knee.
"Does it smell bad? I have smelled this smell many times before, the smell of dead people, but I never thought I would smell myself."
"Moy "Political commissar, can you promise me something?"
The man called the boy to his side and gently stroked his head. The boy just lowered his head and remained silent.
"His name is Jacob, my son, political commissar. You know, a person like me who licks blood with a knife head is not worthy of having a family. He and his mother have been living in seclusion in Zhongchao until one day I was discovered by one of my enemies."
The gang leader said, coughing a few more times, and his breath gradually became weaker.
"Jacob, I'm sorry, I failed to protect your mother. I know you have hated me all these years."
The boy remained silent.
Then, the man turned his attention to Yarrick.
"Commissar, if you can, please make Jacob a glorious and great man like you, or...at least let him be an ordinary person, not a gutter rat like me."< br>
Yarrick understood that the other party was going to leave him alone, but he himself was not sure whether he could survive the war.
But in order to reassure his old comrades, he nodded and said:
"I understand, I will arrange it. If there is a chance, I will arrange for Jacob to enter the loyal heir. Academy.”
In addition to the children of martyrs recruited by the Ministry of Military Affairs, Zhongsi College also has recommended quotas for serving political commissars.
"Sir, the priest is here."
The door was opened, and a priest walked into the warm but smelly room.
Soon, lamps were lit around Moise and bowls of incense were burning.
His life is ending.
"Sir, it's time to begin."
The priest leaned down, holding the holy book of the national religion and the eagle emblem in his hands.
Moise gasped, squeezing out the last bit of strength, and uttered weak words with trembling lips:
“Praise the name of the God Emperor, because He saved a poor sinner like me. I was once His enemy, far away from God, but out of love He reached down to me by His Spirit and guided me to the God-Emperor and taught me this rebellion. Opening my eyes to see my dying God-Emperor, I Thank you
Thank you for the salvation you have given me. Please have mercy on me according to your love. Anoint my faults according to your abundant mercy. Please wash away my faults and cleanse me from my sins. I I have sinned and done evil before your eyes"
Gradually, the man's breathing became faster, and his voice became weaker and weaker.
The pastor almost had to put his ear to his face to hear him clearly.
". God Emperor, please create a pure heart in me and give me a new upright spirit. Do not abandon me. Do not withdraw your Holy Spirit from me. Please allow me to still have the hope of salvation. I beg you to listen to my humble request in the name of the eternal Golden Throne."
With his last breath, the man lost all strength and closed his eyes forever.
The priest then straightened up and made an eagle salute with his hands in front of his chest.
“Loving God Emperor, we entrust the soul of our servant Moise under the throne. He has completed his life journey. This man has worked hard all his life and left a good example. His faith is strong and his fighting spirit is strong. Be high-spirited and fight to the death against the enemies of mankind. Please let his soul enter a place of light and happiness, be included in the fellowship of saints, obey the commandments of the God Emperor, and uphold the holy way. "Wild Dog." The warriors of the gang, the most tenacious warriors, all cried sadly.
Arik's oily and sweaty hand held Moise's hand tightly, and did not let go until he was sure that he was finally dead.
For some reason, his mind went blank, and he felt like something was being pulled out of his body, torn apart, and floating away.
As he wandered out of the command room, he didn't even notice that all the soldiers were saluting him.
At this time, an officer with a bandage on his head came over in a hurry.
"Commissar Yarick, a section of the city wall has been breached. The greenskins have occupied the commanding heights and are pouring up!"
Yarrick was stunned for a few seconds, then Asked:
“Why not fight back.”
"Well, we organized several counterattacks, but they all failed. The officers all thought-"
Before he could finish speaking, Yarrick had already taken steps towards the area where the gunfire was the loudest. The officer immediately gave chase.
He moved forward along the trench, with shells constantly exploding above his head. The soil kicked up made him disgraced, but Yaric didn't care.
Now he just feels that he is in urgent need of some kind of explosion.
When he entered the command post, no one expected that it would be him who appeared. Whether they were temporary officers or gang leaders, they all stared blankly at the sudden appearance of the political commissar.
Yaric glanced at everyone, and he didn't say any nonsense.
"Comrades, your commander and boss have just died, and now I will take over his duties."
Then, he raised his hand and pointed to a smoke-filled road in the distance. parapet.
"Now, my first order is to recapture the lost position!"
Everyone was stunned, and then looked at each other.
Yarick seemed to have guessed that this would happen. He smiled slightly and said:
"I will take the lead in this charge. Whoever dares to retreat will not be allowed by my bolter. If I, Yarick, Take a step back, and any one of you can shoot me."
As he spoke, he pulled out the bolter from his waist and turned to his adjutant.
"You will guard the battle flag."
"Yes, sir."
Finally, a gang leader with a mohawk and a leather jacket spoke.
"Political Commissar, calm down. Now the enemy occupies a high place and has deployed heavy firepower. We can't rush up to it no matter what!"
With a leader in mind, others also started to speak. .
"Yes, the enemy's firepower is too fierce, why not ask for support from the Astartes."
"The political commissar must not be impulsive."
Yarrick remained unmoved and put two grenades on his waist.
“Political commissar, wait.”
At this time, a veteran officer spoke.
“Let’s just rush again.”
Yarrick shook his head.
"If we really have to sacrifice, then I should be the first one."
As he said that, he walked out of the command post holding a bolt gun, and others followed.
(End of this chapter)