The Emperor’s Angel of Death

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Foren 5 satellite, third landing zone, 4337 infantry regiment position, standard Terra time, 9:15

WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! ! !

When the green skin approached, Larry the guard could see saliva dripping from between their fangs, and deep malice and endless greed burned in the tiny red eyes.

He even smelled the suffocating smell of sweat and blood emanating from the pores of these unstoppable giant beasts.

The recruits who had only been in the army for only six months looked down at the laser rifle in his hand, and then at his comrades who were fighting alongside him. Everyone was holding the gun and focused on shooting beams of dazzling laser beams into the crazily close ones. In the green skin group.

Then, he saw the enemy who was snarling at him like a thundering roar.

"Hold the line!"

The chief's voice came from behind.

"In the name of the emperor, we will never waver!"

A slight cheer came from the trenches, and at the same time, the automatic gun group also fired a volley at the enemy group, tearing a row of green skins that were skipping the last few meters of the trench to pieces.

But they were still closer, rushing all the way on the same kind of corpses.

At the same time, raindrops of artillery shells also fell on the human position, setting off waves of air mixed with dust and residual limbs.

In addition to these cannonballs, there are other debris, such as wrenches, screws, boots, mushrooms, teeth, **** heads and so on. No one knows how the green skin is fired. In short, the entire front is very It's not much different from a garbage dump soon.

After shaking his head for a while, Larry finally broke down and he turned around and started to run away.

He had never escaped before, but today he was driven by humble fear, and his arms that had dropped the rifle swayed frantically, thinking only to run faster.

They have been trapped in the landing area for two days. During this time, Green Leather did not stop for half an hour. They frantically launched a counterattack against the Imperial Star Army defending the landing area. While on track, the Imperial Navy was busy dealing with Green Leather fleet harassment and harassment. The powerful counterattack force of satellites.

For a time, they turned out to be alone, and they could only fight on the ground in despair.

It is said that the adjacent second landing zone has been captured and everyone is dead.

This has also become the source of Larry's daily nightmares. He is afraid of being killed and afraid of being eaten.

"Ha...Ha..."

Suddenly, a dizzy tingling sensation came, and Larry, who was running wildly, fell to the ground, his hand automatically covered his chest under the action of the reflection.

He lowered his head to observe and saw blood seeping from his fingers, dripping down the green carapace.

Then he raised his hand carefully and saw the huge wound caused by being hit from a strange angle.

When he lost consciousness in his legs, he completely lay down on the ground, and for the first time in his life saw the shiny leather shoes standing in front of him.

He exhausted his last strength and raised his head, and at the same time the firm face of Zhengyu (Anti-Harmony) appeared in his field of vision, and the gun in his hand was still smoking.

After that, the seemingly young Zheng Yi uttered the last words Larry heard in his life:

"coward."

Zhengyi is a unique organization in the Imperial Astral Army. It is close to the military police in terms of responsibilities, but its power is far more than that.

No matter from the propaganda murals of Chaodu or the conscription propaganda posters of the Ministry of Military Affairs, every citizen of the empire has a unique understanding of politics

Hat and coat.

For the general public, these people are symbols of imperial authority, and their only duty is to ensure that everyone is

Perform your duties in the name of the emperor.

Zheng Yi is usually selected from the students of the well-known Zhongsi Academy, when most of the students will eventually become empires

When the staff of various departments or members of the Storm’s Loyal Heirs Army, only those who are outstanding have the opportunity to be recommended to serve in the Politics Association.

The selected must have absolute confidence in the empire, they must show a sincere belief in totalitarianism and idealism, and be able to

While playing the conflicting roles of a ruthless tactician and an inspiring hero at the same time, you have to be like a superb dueler

The same fight.

In addition, Zhengyi also has the obligation to learn the culture and customs of the regiment to which he belongs, regardless of whether it is assigned to the conscientious Voss

He must be treated with the same respect among the Tonyas and the tenacious and isolated Katachans.

If the discipline of the legion or the soldiers is shaken, Zheng Yi’s task is to take all necessary steps to restore order and believe in the necessity of his actions.

In such a person

Under fixed gaze, soldiers will be motivated to do things they think will never be possible.

In extreme cases, political imperatives must

You must not hesitate to shoot the fleeing soldier or the incompetent officer-after all, there is nothing like shooting the dissatisfied

The writer and the coward are better able to re-discipline.

When the soldiers looked at the brains of their mistaken colleagues, because a bullet passed through the head

When it is sprinkled in front of them, they will recall the importance of responsibility and discipline again.

Such a cruel display

The authoritative approach of politics ensures that most of the time, the first soldier who tries to escape the battle will also be the last to try.

On this battlefield, the effect is the same.

After killing the first deserter, Zheng Yu, wearing a red and black army coat, shouted at several soldiers who had turned around from the front:

"You cowards!"

Then he fired a few precise shots into the back of these traitors.

The deserters waved their hands in vain and fell down, kneeling on the ground like humble bugs, waiting for death to come.

"Listen! You can fight to death under the emperor's gaze, or you can go to death without meaning, make your choice!"

Zheng Yi glanced at everyone in the trenches with serious eyes, and said to a group of people who had just turned and tried to escape the battlefield in front of him:

"You **** have no value anyway! Just die like insects!"

Under the severe rebuke of political censorship, these people made their choices with unspeakable panic in their faces.

They hesitated tremblingly, the enemy behind them made them fearful, and the person in front of them made them feel ashamed and fearful.

The first thing every recruit of the Astral Army needs to learn is to deepen the fear of the political commissar.

Such learning is often accompanied by a large number of caning and death sentences.

"You gang of cubs without eggs! Don't turn around and fight!"

A bald burly man suddenly gave a simple and powerful military salute to Zheng Yu, then lifted the machine gun on the side and turned around, roaring and firing wildly at the chaotic battlefield.

Others immediately followed suit under the heroic actions of their companions and the steely gaze of the government.

However, as far as the fact is concerned, Zheng Yi was unable to stabilize the entire front alone, and he was unwilling to spend all the bullets on the defected soldiers while there were still green skins waiting to be slaughtered.

A large number of Astral Army turned and fled to relative safety, but they were also exposed to the logistics base within the range of Ok mortars.

Zheng Yu had to stride towards the bunker, put the execution pistol in his hand back to his waist, and picked up a heavy logging gun that must have been dropped by a soldier who had suffered misfortune while guarding the position.

"For the emperor! For mankind!"

He shouted as he fired at the roaring green waves, and there was a roar of responsiveness around him.

"Waaaaaagh!"

At the same time, there was a roar from the tail of the green leather team, and a green leather was hit by a huge steel jaw ~www.readwn.com~ and then knocked off the iron truck.

The war leader pointed at the human defense line and shouted again, then walked down from the command post, grabbed a fart and hung it around his neck.

The downed little boss fought hard, scratching the war boss with his paws and hissing in bursts.

But the war leader just slammed his neck and smashed him at the tin truck until he stopped resisting.

Then he raised his opponent in the air with one hand and looked straight at the battlefield with his head high.

The next second, the little boss who was used as a punching bag fell heavily to the ground, cursing and spitting a mixture of saliva and blood from his jagged mouth.

"Ri Yunmao!"

It spoke incoherently, and then struggled to stand up and join the other team.

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