Chapter 2030 New Company Commander
Looking at the expression on Zod's face, Soshyan knew that he just lowered his head, but his soul did not lower his head.
He walked up to Yazdan and said a few words. The priest nodded and turned to leave the church. Soshyan turned to Zod and continued:
"You only see brothers, But I can’t see my comrades. Your company commander may know that at the most difficult moment of the Star Knights, there were only thirty-four of us, thirty-four brothers. If nothing happens, these thirty-four survivors will survive. New recruits will soon be swallowed up by the dark galaxy. No matter how great the mission and strength we shoulder at the time, it is difficult to change this until we meet Instructor Sol."
Soshiyan paused for a moment. , then pulled out the sword from his waist and held a standard sword flower in the air.
"Most of the people present, including me, have received swordsmanship instruction from Instructor Thor. I think as long as you are not particularly stupid, you should be able to guess that Instructor Thor is from the Third Legion. He is a son of the Emperor. The company commander, and a member of the Royal Court Blade.”
Then he sheathed the sword.
"But does this affect your ability to learn and use the sword skills he teaches? Answer me, Zod."
Zod then replied in a low voice:
"No Impact.”
"So on the battlefield, can you completely trust Instructor Sol?"
"Yes."
"Why?"
"Because——"
< br>Zod was speechless for a moment, and then replied with a slight embarrassment:
"He is our instructor and a senior we must respect."
"Even if he is not our blood relative?"
"Even if not."
"Then look at it You understand these truths."
Soshiyang withdrew his gaze and turned to look at the eagle emblem and the emperor's statue in the center of the church.
"I think you should also know why the Astral Knights can recover from the tragic situation of only thirty-four people to the current situation. It is precisely because we can abandon the prejudice of blood and fight side by side with the descendants from other gene fathers. Being able to gain advantage and victory in repeated adversities and bloody battles, and maintaining the existence of the Astral Knights and even the Undead Army, is far more than blood, but tolerance and ideals. Oscar, I hope you can understand this, the truth of the Undead Army It has long been destroyed. Although we are rebuilding it, the rebuilt Undead Army is no longer the same thing as the original army. The only similarity is blood, because we have no inheritance of culture and tradition. We are not in the past. We rebuilt a house on the ruins according to the original drawings. We laid the foundation on the flat ground by ourselves, designed the drawings by ourselves, and stacked it brick by brick. It is now the 41st millennium, and the galaxy and the empire have changed drastically. It is impossible for us to build it again. A 30-thousand-year-old legion.”
Oscar took a deep breath, knelt down on one knee, and then raised his head to look at the statue of the emperor.
"This incident is all my fault, and I am willing to accept any punishment, Chapter Master."
But Soshyan did not look back at him, but looked at Zod.
"What's more, if we judge by blood, then all of us here are traitors, and the Eleventh Legion is even more guilty than the Eighth Legion."
Zod glanced at Soshyan, then knelt down on one knee.
"I am willing to bear any punishment for my words and deeds, Chapter Leader."
But Soshiyang ignored him and looked at Li Lin.
"Li Lin, what a soldier should really show is his wisdom and strength, not his tongue. We can ridicule the enemy because the enemy deserves it, but should we be more generous to our comrades? Be more tolerant and friendly?"
Li Lin coughed dryly, touched his nose, glanced at Talos secretly, and finally knelt down on one knee.
"I was wrong, Chapter Master, and I am willing to accept the punishment."
"I retain the Eleventh Company in the hope that the Eighth Legion's original correct philosophy of bringing the guilty to deserved punishment can be inherited. Because I don’t judge people’s positions based on blood, but I don’t want you to be isolated from the battle group. Countless experiences and lessons from the past tell us that isolation will not bring any benefits. Properly letting other comrades know you and contact you does not actually mean It’s not difficult, isn’t Bahram just an example?”
After saying that, Soshyan glanced at Bahram, but didn’t say anything, and finally returned to Oscar. "Oscar, I have high expectations for you because you can unite the brothers around you, but you also need to make yourself more tolerant and avoid letting pride become a stumbling block to your actions."
Oscar lowered his head and hissed:
"Legion Commander, I have disappointed you and brought shame to the Chapter. I request to resign from the title of Centurion."
"This is not only a title, but also a responsibility."
said After finishing, Soshyan turned to look at Pastor Yazdan who had returned from the side door, and nodded lightly. Then the pastor gently tapped the side of the pulpit with his scepter.
With a crisp knocking sound, the church door opened, and a large group of technical priests and servitors walked in. Most of them were holding brand-new armor parts, and two of them jointly "carried" a shield. Others were holding ornaments wrapped in silk, and the last one was a heavy-duty servitor. It held a silver-grey flag high. In the middle of the flag was a skull with its face tilted upward. The skull was surrounded by flames, and there was a gun in its mouth. hilt sword.
After all the servitors were in place, Soshyan looked at Oscar.
"Sergeant Oscar, your career in the Third Company is worthy of praise. The soldiers around you and your company commander Farzad all praise your tactical thinking and willpower. Coupled with your outstanding combat skills, you are worthy of praise." I have made this decision."
As he spoke, he opened his palm and extended it to the other party.
“Get up.”
“I——”
Oscar was stunned, and after a while he gently held Soshyan’s palm and stood up.
"You all get up too."
After everyone stood up, Soshyan said in a deep voice:
"Here, I will appoint you, Sergeant Oscar Hermann, as the new commander. The commanding captain of the fifth company of Incinerators."
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the servitor took off Oscar's training uniform. Amidst the sounds of incense and chanting, the technical priests used the mechanical arms behind them to kill him. The brand new Seiko power armor was placed on Oscar piece by piece, and a loyalty seal and coat of arms were affixed to it, and then the cloak was hung on his shoulders.
After that, Soshyan picked up the square shield. In the center of the shield was a long sword wrapped in flames. There were complex patterns and some scratches around it. There was also a complete piece of gold embedded at the top. Palm bones.
"It's called the Shield of Devotion. It was once used by a captain in the legion era. He died in a battle with the greenskins and did not let go of the shield until his death. Therefore, his palm remained on it. Now it is handed over to You, I hope you can hold it tightly."
Oscar took the shield with his pious hands, feeling its weight in his hands, and nodded vigorously.
“My life is with it.”
Soshyan then took the battle flag again.
“In the battle group, the fifth company will be tasked with using destructive weapons, and there will also be more destroyer squads. It needs a more rational and balanced person to lead, Oscar, but I hope you can keep this lesson in mind.”
Oscar took the battle flag and held the flagpole tightly with a solemn expression.
"I know my mistakes and will correct them, and I will definitely live up to my mission."
"Yes."
Soshyan nodded and turned to Yazdan.
“But discipline must be observed, and those who deserve punishment must still be punished.”
Yazdan stepped forward and began to announce everyone's punishment. Considering that there would be a war soon, he gave a lighter punishment this time. All those involved in the fight received three days of meditation and seven days of confinement, and Oscar As a company commander, he must lead ten days of meditation, and must do so under Yazdan's full supervision.
(End of this chapter)