The Emperor’s Angel of Death

"The Emperor's Angel of Death (

Upon hearing the name of the Katachan, the Star Whisperer supervisor frowned.

"There is nothing you can do with those Katachan barbarians."

Sherazzard's words were cold, but it was not that she underestimated Colonel Stryker and his soldiers, but that everything recently gave her some terrible premonition.

This is not just physical. For months, she has had nightmares and a terrible feeling in her stomach, which all began when she first received a long-distance call for help from near the sky. Signal.

All these signals were muttering that the star torch was missing, which was ridiculous, but fragments of the message kept coming.

Then, the transport ship that should have arrived on time never appeared again.

Since the record was made, such a thing has never happened to the Patriarchs-it has been more than five thousand standard years.

And in the last month, the night sky began to appear unidentified lights, first flashing like shooting stars, then weird green and purple ripples, making people sleepless, somehow they can even penetrate the closed blinds, and the situation began. It looks very much like the universe folded its surroundings by itself.

"Okay, let’s go back to their posts. Today’s meeting ends here. We don’t need any formalities anymore... Secretary, once Colonel Stryker returns, please notify me immediately. I need to talk to him separately. Talk about it."

Everyone started to act, only the representatives of the Star Whisperers still appeared indifferent and indifferent.

"What can you get from him, Governor, he's just a soldier."

Adissac turned around.

"Don't you think we will meet the battle soon?"

The Star Whisperer did not respond, just shook his head.

"Madam, the perseverance and bravery of the soldiers of Katachan is rarely the same in the empire. I believe them and I believe that Attica can survive this catastrophe."

"hope so."

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"Something is going to happen to this ghost place."

The commander "Death" Stryker of the 183rd Regiment of Katakhan thought painfully about the recent events. His deputy, Dax the Hedgehog, sat with him on the rickety floating barge, passing through There are death jungles and death swamps all over the stars.

As usual, the window was blurred by the endless wind.

From the outside, Colonel Stryker is undoubtedly a standard Katachan, with a rocky face, his muscles swelled like Astarte, and there is a long scar on his face. Inch, the cruel death jungle of Katachan can be seen at a glance.

But Stryker only feels hot, his armpits and leather jackets are dirty, this world has not been properly defended, and their survival depends on the rapid response of the galaxy’s naval forces. All they need to do is It is to keep the Star Whisperers happy, maintain a basic defensive team, buy some time if something goes wrong, and maintain the staffing of the communication station.

In the thousands of years since the colony began to operate, the worst thing that has happened was a certain alien plunder about a thousand years ago, and now that is just a legend, an old news that they can have fun in the cafeteria.

But when Stryker heard that he was about to be sent here, he almost thought he was exiled. Although the climate and terrain here are almost the same as his hometown, which is not warm and pleasant, if he just wants to stay at home, Why join the army?

He just wants to work harder! Kill some awesome stuff! Fuck the alien bitch! Instead of waiting for death in a fringe world where the emperor grandpa **** and can't lick a hot mouthful.

"We should try to contact the navy."

When the tattered floating barge that seemed to fall apart was staggering in the wind, Dax suddenly spoke:

"They might be able to explain all this."

Stryker shook his head.

"I don't think this will work."

"Should give it a try, they should come according to the schedule."

"They won't come, Hedgehog. I'm afraid there is no navy out there, at least in this sub-stellar zone."

Dax glanced puzzledly.

"The throne is up, well, I'm not sure anymore."

At this time, Attica was looming in the clouds and fog, and the lights of the command center flickered in the wind, and it looked very solid—heavy guardrails were scattered on the scaffolding of the main communication tower.

The large landing site is located to the east, and the hangar where the floating barges are parked is only a few hundred meters adjacent to it. Everything looks old and broken, just like this forgotten world.

The barge flew to the other side of the tarmac, then came to a trembling stop.

As the barge door opened, muscles exploded, strong men with red belts on their heads, camouflage all over their bodies and camouflage jackets came out lazily from the barge.

Although they are very relaxed, they carry some trophies on their bodies, such as blood-stained ears and fingers.

Just like this, the 100th person just suppressed a cult rebellion and killed more than 700 people without any casualties.

As soon as Stryker disembarked, he saw that the secretary of the governor was waiting for him in the wind, with several assistants standing beside him, all of them wrapped in layers of thermal insulation.

After seeing Stryker, the secretary came over.

"The Governor has been trying to contact you!"

She yelled against the wind's roar.

"Is there any bad news again? Well, it doesn't matter anymore."

"The governor wants you to see him."

"I haven't put on perfume yet."

Stryker doesn’t seem to want to make a joke at all~www.readwn.com~ He said this because, when he first came to the planet, the governor had hinted that there was a strange smell in him, and he had hardly been with him since then. The governor has been alone.

The secretary didn't know how to answer it, but Stryker had a clear distinction, and went with him to see the governor.

Seeing Stryker again, Adissac's mood was a bit complicated.

After spending so many years together, he knew that Stryker was worthy of a higher power than this. Although he didn’t know what happened, the colonel must have offended someone in power somewhere. If there is any justice, he It should have been serving in the Astral Army, commanding a capable force.

At present, Adissac is not clear how he eventually fell to the ranks, but his character seems unlikely to take up this position voluntarily.

Nevertheless, he took the responsibility well.

Stryker's predecessor was a drunkard and villain who was killed in a brawl involving dozens of his subordinates.

Since Stryker came to replace him, the barracks have settled down, and the soldiers no longer drink unlimitedly, and their postures have also improved.

Another thing about Stryker is that he used local equipment to make a lot of temporary equipment, because the platoon has not come to the military department for nearly 50 years to replenish the supplies. They had to perform training tasks frequently, but spending more than an hour in the wild might erode the scarce amount of fine equipment they had. Therefore, Stryker had to use local resources to build the equipment.

The secretary took Stryker to a building on the uppermost floor of the Attica Dome. As they walked, Stryker heard the dull crashing sound of heavy equipment being moved. He guessed that it was a large fort trying. Startup sound.