Chapter 1856

The enemy's blood is easy to be washed away, disappeared, and gradually forgotten.

But the blood of brothers can't be erased, and conventional washing can't clean up the filth left by them.

Several star regions away, a fleet is floating in the star river of space. In the weathered steel fortress of the battleship "pride of the lion", a tall bald man is watching the light of the stars.

The candle with incense was burning, the light was shaking behind him, and the painted glass cast pictures of the history of the war group on the wall.

Not far away, the sacred skulls are placed on their respective platforms, and the statues on both sides of the corridor stare at everyone in silence.

They are the first World War group. They are the people who look for light when the universe is getting dark. They are the embers left when the dawn is coming.

They are not only angels in the dark, but also angels in pursuit of atonement.

In the universe, look for those who have to atone and repent.

Since the birth of the Empire and the founding of the Legion, the Diablo Angel battle group has been feared by the enemy and revered by the asylum recipients. It has fulfilled their obligations with eternal vigilance and enthusiasm, and is the most loyal servant of the emperor.

But for ten thousand years, the dark angels have buried a sinister secret, which is enough to threaten everything they defend and drag them to the brink of doom.

The outside world thinks that glory flows with the blood in their bodies, but every second of such recognition deepens the guilt in people's hearts.

We have to hurry up.

The secret must be protected by the inner ring, and the brothers of the past must repent for it.

After the death of the last commander of the regiment at 939.m41, Azriel inherited this position. At the same time, he inherited not only the most precious sacred objects of the dark angel, the lion helmet and the mysterious sword, but also the extremely heavy responsibility

from then on, he was honored as the guardian of truth. As the leader of the regiment, he led the battle group to fight one battle after another, and his noble and inviolable behavior , and flawless honor, set an example for all comrades in arms.

Now, with his slender sword in one hand, he stood still and thought about something.

What do you and your brothers face in the Galactic System? Can we find those people?

But all in all, the fallen must return to the light.

"Lord Azrael."

He was drawn to think by a hoarse call. In the shadow of the solemn corridor behind him, Orpheus, the priest of the battle regiment wearing a skull mask, and seraphis, the commander of the first company, emerged.

The grand master turned around and looked out of the window at his comrades in arms. The golden badge of the great master with wings and sharp sword was inlaid in the center of his forehead. The lion's head on the right shoulder of the power armour seemed to be staring at the crowd.

"Orpheus, seraphis, I'm calling you because it's time to hear from them."

"Is it about our goal?" Celanese is one of the fighters who has been searching for loyalty.

"Maybe." Azriel raised his head, his noble eyes full of seriousness: "you know, this kind of news is not always accurate, we need to verify it ourselves."

The company commander didn't say anything more. He pulled out the white cloak on his right shoulder and just asked, "where is it?"

The commander of the war took a look at him and put his hand on the hilt of his sword: "there are some problems with the scientific and technological excavation work there recently in the system of gradias. A decadent world is actually hidden under the feet of human beings, and some of our targets seem to be going there as well."

"Gladius world? My Lord, it happens to be on the border of the Empire, where we may encounter all known kinds of enemies. " Orpheus, the fighting priest, holds his chin in a huge metal hand, and a pair of red eyeglasses glitter on his skull helmet.

He was not afraid of fighting, but was reminding the chief commander to be well prepared.

"The storm has abated and we're going into the subspace transition. I hope you'll gather your troops before the transition," Azriel put his hand on the priest's shoulder and tapped a few times. "I'll stay in the monastery to meet you, and you'll set up a front-line base."

What about the coordinates

The commander of the first company is a very pragmatic person. In this case, it is useless to make detailed tactical arrangements, because only by landing on the ground can we know the specific situation.

"In......" just when the chief commander ordered the servo skull to project data and prepare to designate the assembly point, the flagman suddenly ran to him and whispered a few words to him. He immediately showed a suspicious look: "is the information true? ... don't respond. We're acting in secret. "

The sergeant nodded, and he swore with honor that the navigator had sensed an urgent communication from gladius not long ago.

It's not just a call for help signal. The mechanical spirit of the communication relay station also automatically generates a chart of the current situation of the planet. According to the analysis of the think tank on the ship, the planet has become a human purgatory.

Azrael was a little silent. In principle, as a star fighter, he must have the consciousness of saving and protecting mortals. Although the planet has been basically occupied by 99.99%, since someone can send out an emergency call through imperial verification, it means that there are still human survivors among the enemy.However, the original purpose of this operation is not to let outsiders know. The secret must be strictly guarded. Saving people will undoubtedly attract attention.

But he hesitated for a second and immediately changed the original order.

Let the priest force down the relay station with the second company airdrop module, while the first company commander will take the dead wing terminator to establish a front-line base in the Antarctic area where the enemy is sparse on the planet. He will command the fleet war in space from his flagship.

Intelligence has revealed that there is a chaotic fleet of fallen ships in the orbit of the planet.

"And, needless to say, you should also understand how dangerous secrets are, and be quick, and don't let redundant people know our real goals."

He added, and at the same time motioned the flagman to order the navigator to be ready to jump.

"We understand that we are just going to clean up the whole area and fight against alien demons. We don't want to get a signal when we pass by." A company commander nodded, and he held the chain saw sword at his waist. People like him who don't use long-range weapons and are equipped with two chain saw swords have always had great confidence in themselves.

With a smile, the chief commander hammered his chest armor: "go ahead, I believe you will succeed. I will eliminate all evil spirits outside the orbit of the planet, and wait for you to bring back the lost glory."

A long and silent nod, turned to prepare.

"From beginning to end, forever!" The priest Orpheus also made a sacred oath that he would do whatever he could to accomplish the task.

Azriel turned again and looked at the magnificent painted glass: "for Johnson and the whole father, let's move forward."

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