The Emperor’s Angel of Death

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"Need someone... well, company commander, a deck gun position that Caroni commanded before is now vacant."

"Understood, I will let Iztok replace him, after all, he is the executioner of Caroni."

Eli Dazarton's words could easily lead one to mistake them for fighting each other internally, which is not the case, all because of the curse that haunts the Crimson Sabres.

After the massacre of Umidyar, individual members of the Chapter found that they were unable to properly clear their minds, and no amount of silent prayer or meditation seemed to work, due to their implanted gene-seed organs and genetic modification, Space Marines don't sleep as most people know, but go into a coma that allows their brains to recharge even while their bodies remain awake (fake sleep, not a substitute for normal sleep).

However, the fighters of the Crimson Sabres have failed in one attempt after another. They could not relax in the fake sleep, and the faces of the brutal murder appeared in their minds, as if they were in that brutal carnage again.

In an atmosphere of increasing unease, the fiercest fighters began to hear voices—murmurs from the slain.

Those voices were coaxing, mocking, or pleading, while others screamed endlessly or chanted words that sounded distressingly incomprehensible.

As time went on, this voice became clearer and clearer, and only slaughter could temporarily make it disappear, which became the most important reason for the Crimson Army to transform into the Crimson Slaughter.

After leaving those betrayed brothers, the fighting brothers of the Fourth Company stayed away from the whispers for a while, but they still returned in battle, or in prayer, trying to drive these loyal warriors mad.

In addition to fighting those whispers with long prayers and meditations, the warriors of the Fourth Company established a system of "executors" in which each could choose one of his most trusted brothers as his "executor", if One day, he can no longer support, or can no longer restrain the urge to kill, then he will let the "executioner" bring his last kindness and loyalty.

This is the road of redemption chosen by the last Crimson Sabres, fighting against the curse with death and against the depravity with death.

During the period of defecting from the original chapter, seven warriors have chosen to accept the execution of their brothers.

"Company commander, the enemy fleet has begun to change."

They seem to have been really spurned by the Emperor, and bad news came one after another, and in this nebula belt on the edge of the extreme asterism, the relatively peaceful void was overwhelmed by a gooey, dusty nebula, the stumbling blow The cruiser dived into the quagmire nebula, and the unfamiliar fleet followed, and the environment offered them no protection,

Soon, the frigates of the Unfamiliar Fleet began to advance in formation, their engines shining like fireflies in the void, and then the anti-jamming rounds were fired, like silver fireworks, making the bridge display of the Rogon Pride. It's full of filamentous lines coming from the interfering sensors.

Then, a huge ship rushed forward, separated the smaller ships ahead like an icebreaker, quickly swung the broadside guns to one side, and the rest of the fleet circled around it, and a battleship of the same size floated to the right of the flagship. side.

Then a large number of bombers set off from the flight deck in the shape of a slender cylinder, while the interceptors clustered around it like fruit on a vine, whirling through the cloudy nebula, and squadrons of bombers charged forward.

Electromagnetic fields crackle between them, creating blind spots where fighter jets will be safe until they start attacking.

The gigantic flagship, under the protection of its **** fleet, dignified everything, and a strange blue light flickered around the nova muzzle that protruded from the bow.

Eli Dazarton only needs to take a look at the bird horoscope to see how bad things are, and while most of the autoloaders have been rebuilt thanks to the crew's efforts, many of the massive broadside guns still need to be manually filling.

Worrying about the artillery, he temporarily left the bridge and went to the artillery deck.

A soldier was standing next to the nearest cannon, commanding the squad dragging chains, dragging a tank-sized shell into the cannon's massive breech.

"Captain!"

A soldier shouted:

"What is our enemy?"

"We'll find out soon, what trouble do you have now?"

"The No. 8 macro cannon also needs a strong arm."

A soldier was dragging a cannonball towards the No. 8 macro gun. Originally, this kind of thing should be done by the Servants, but they don't have so many Servants anymore, and the empty cannons can't be filled.

Eli Dazarton joined the man, crouched down on his strong legs, lifted the cannonball, propelled it the last few meters into the cannon, and the other Space Marines slammed the rear compartment shut door. "

"Ready!"

The mortal master of guns shouted while crouching on the hull, staring at the situation outside the ship through the scope.

"The number of targets is large, and the harassing warships with smaller tonnage are approaching!"

"Gal!"

Eli Dazarton is connected to the tech sergeant.

"Can you confirm who they really are now? If you can communicate—"

"Hard to say!"

The tech sergeant replies on the bridge.

"They fired a lot of jamming rounds. This looks like a Mechanic's tactic. Do we need to identify ourselves?"

"Is it clear that the other party will fire right away? And I guess the other party already knows our identity..."

Eli Dazarton understands that even the Mechanicus will definitely fire on a warship marked as a traitor, even if they realize there are Space Marines on board, as soon as they see the Crimson Sabre sign, they will Go the extra mile and smash this ship to smithereens.

"Um... company commander, one more thing, I sent out a distress signal ten minutes ago."

The technical sergeant continued.

"Maybe someone-"

Eli Dazarton really wanted to laugh right now, he could laugh wryly or miserably, but he couldn't.

"Brother, who do you think will save us now? Who is willing to receive our signals? You are wasting your time."

"Well, it's basically because there's nothing left to do, we can't win—"

Suddenly, the technical sergeant let out a surprised cry.

"Ah, wait, UU reading www.uukanshu.com has signal feedback!"

"what?"

"Someone responded to my distress call, wait! The other party is nearby! The bird divination instrument has detected the warp disturbance."

And that fleet detected the same signal and began to change its formation.

After a while, at the edge of the nebula, a warp gap was torn open, and a huge fleet slowly drove out.

The appearance of this fleet also made the imperial fleet nervous, but soon the weapons they had prepared were released from the attack state, and they continued to target the Pride of Rogon. Obviously, they already knew the identity of the comers.

Eli Dazarton rushed to the bridge for the first time, and then stared at the picture sent from the observation window.

"who are they?"

"The identification system shows...they are the Astral Knights Chapter! One of the Chapters participating in the battle against the warring stars!"