The Emperor’s Angel of Death

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Compared to wearing power armor, Bachram in casual clothes is obviously more likely to make a deep impression-even among the many recruits, and they have not taken off their armor.

The recruits have just finished a day of live ammunition training and are summing up the gains and losses of training.

Bachram pointed out that a recruit should be punished mildly, but what the young Astarte felt was only a mild reprimand. Bachram was an approachable fighter as always.

"...The tactical policy previously formulated is not to fight a hand-to-hand fight, Allen, you have a good reason to carry a blasting gun instead of trying to solve the problem with a dagger."

"I see, Captain."

Bachram smiled and sat down on the bench.

"So how did you persuade your team members to make a risky plan with you?"

The young soldier laughed too.

"I told him that with or without rules, victory is the only measure of success."

"Really?"

"certainly!"

The soldier clenched his big fist tightly.

"The most important thing in a war is the final result. If there is no victory..."

"Then it doesn't make sense."

Nearby, Haomo rubbed his short gray chin with his hand.

"This kind of ‘tactic’ came from a little boy, I’m afraid I’ll be dizzy with fright, have you never thought that your victory is paid for by disobeying plan and discipline?"

The new recruit's eyes dodged aside under the veteran's ridicule, but Bachram caught the moment, smiled lightly, and eased a little.

"Alan, you must forgive Hammer. At his age, a sharp tongue is the only sword he can use proficiently."

Haomo pretended to be in pain and clutched his chest tightly.

"Oh, an arrow hit my heart, from my own captain, such a tragedy."

Bachram kept a calm smile, but in fact, he could feel the tiredness of his old friends pretending to be humorous, and it was not easy to lead the recruits.

"You are doing very well today, and soon you will be qualified to be a tool for engraving the emperor's will in the galaxy."

The other recruits did not speak, each of them was silent, turning their faces to Bahram's shoulder.

When he looked around, trying to figure out why the recruits all knelt down, a voice rang.

"The battle captain of the tenth company, Bahram."

It wasn't until this time that Bahram realized that he hadn't heard the arrival of the captain, which made him feel uneasy.

Bachram stood up, turned around, bowed deeply to the captain, and vaguely realized that Instructor Thor was beside him, and there was a servant, a female, hiding behind the captain.

"Team commander."

Soshyang's face smiled slightly.

"Recently, Almin has a high opinion of your team."

Bachram didn't dare to look up. Like him, Soshyan didn't wear a power armor, but a normal robe.

Nevertheless, even with such simple clothes, no one would mistake his existence.

"Brother, there is no need for such etiquette, this is not the royal court of a certain king.",

Bachram straightened his body, looked at Soshyan's deep black eyes, and made up his mind not to go back.

Then, he felt Soshyang's eyes pierce deeply into his body, and felt his heart as if tightly held in his hand by slender fingers, being weighed and considered.

Bachram felt like a frog at the bottom of a well, and an ordinary person's nerves might collapse under such a scrutiny.

"You have done a good job in training recruits throughout the year, and I haven't visited the recruit company for a long time."

"Team commander, I don't deserve anything special—"

"It's just a refusal from your lips, isn't it? False modesty is unwelcome."

"I'm just the emperor's servant."

Bachram responded reluctantly:

"This is glorious enough."

Soshyan let out a deep laugh, and put his hand on Bahram's back.

"Come on, Bahram, let's go and talk."

When they walked to the ramp leading to the upper balcony of the armory, Bachram looked back and saw only the mysterious long-haired lady wearing a veil following them. It is said that she was the narrator of the battle captain-Loken would occasionally mention it. Lace news about her and the captain, but Bahram didn’t

Take it seriously.

"I know you don't like praise and things, but you must understand that honor is sometimes necessary. Soldiers must know that they are valuable. When the time is right, you must praise your colleagues and subordinates. Without it, Even the most determined person will eventually feel

valuable. "

Soshyan led him to the balcony, and they looked down at a large group of people.

The entire recruit company is below. Everyone has just finished a whole day of training and has just been disbanded. Some people are still gathering in twos and threes to talk about something.

Bachram saw Robin, Oscar and Zod.

"I heard, Bahram, many people talk about you as a kind person, a person who cares more about others than yourself. After you take over your team, you will soon unite them by your side. No one is not. Acknowledge your organizational skills."

Soshyan then sighed slightly.

"For me, the unity of the team is very important. A battle is coming and it will test all of us."

"I will be ready."

Bahram thought for a while, and suddenly realized the reason why he was summoned by Soshyan.

The eleventh company of the battle group, a brand-new reconnaissance company, Almin once mentioned this to him, and Bachram expressed confusion at the time.

"Commander of the battle group, are you doing it for the eleventh company?"

Soshyang turned to look at him, his eyes deep.

"I want to know what you really think, Bahram."

Bachram took a deep breath, then whispered:

"We are Astarte, the captain of the war, and the Lord of Mankind guided us on this path. Our task is to protect mankind, illuminate the lost, and severely punish the fallen and aliens... if we stand Open and frank stand, do these things under the emperor’s light, then I don’t

Suspect, UU reading www.uukānshu. com we will win in the end because justice is on our side...but if any of them is hidden in the dark, even the smallest part, we may go astray. "

He shuddered and took a breath, noting that Soshyan was staring at him intently.

"Although the new company has its value, they are all built on a dark foundation. I...have reservations about this."

After a long time, Soshyang nodded slightly.

"Thank you for your frankness, Bachram."

He paused.

"Sergeant Bachram, now there is a new order."

Hearing these words, Bachram felt a nervous tremor in his chest, and wondered if he had said something wrong.

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