The Emperor’s Angel of Death

Latest website: The eyes of the two young commanders collided in the air, as if they were examining each other, from every inch of texture on the skin to every inch of detail on the posture.

Later, Soshyang showed a peaceful smile on his face and stretched out his right hand.

"I am the commander of the Astral Knights, Soshyan Alexey, and I welcome you all to the Stars of Death."

Azriel nodded, and stretched out his right hand to hold Soshyan's palm tightly.

"Dark Angels, Azriel, thank you for your kind welcome, Captain Soshyan."

Then Randal also shook hands with Azriel.

"I am the captain of the White Templar, Randall Blanchard, who has been well-known for the first time today, captain Azriel."

"It's nothing more than a fake name."

After speaking, Azriel turned sideways and introduced two colleagues around him.

"This is Beria, the chief mentor of the Deathwing Company, and this is Pastor Azmody."

Beria only nodded in salute because of wearing the Terminator, but both of them could feel each other's friendly gaze.

But Azmody didn't have any expressions, and he stayed in place like a statue.

But what everyone didn't expect was that the statue suddenly spoke again.

"Did the two war commanders meet here?"

The pastor's voice was low and hoarse, and there was no warmth or kindness, like the ice of midwinter.

Soshyang glanced at Azmody, and when he saw that there was no expression on the opponent's face, he smiled and responded:

"Any questions."

"No, I'm just curious. The White Temple, I remember correctly, has been active in the Sun Star Territory, while the Astral Knights have been in the Storm Star Territory. "

"The Astral Knights and the White Temple fought side by side at Armageddon not long ago. We have taken the oath of brothers to watch."

"That's right, is it your decision to come to this place, or the decision of Captain Randall?"

"Is it important?"

"For me—"

"Well, other battle groups have their own freedom of action, and we have no right to intervene."

Suddenly, Azriel interrupted Azmody's words. The pastor glanced at the Supreme Master, and finally closed his mouth.

Then the commander of the dark angel nodded slightly to Soshyan.

"Sorry, please forgive Azmody, he may just... some personal habits."

There was no expression related to anger on Soshyang's face, and there was always a peaceful smile, as if he had just experienced an ordinary conversation.

"Understandable, I talked with Pastor Ericon Goodberg of your regiment, and he left a deep impression on me."

After a pause, Soshyang suddenly said meaningfully:

"And I also know the difficulty and difficulty of managing a battle group, especially as a junior."

Azriel's eyes flashed at Soshyan, but said nothing.

Beria opened her mouth to say something, but finally remained silent. After all, it is really bad to say something too clear. For example, Azmody served in the eighth company as early as the 41st period, and was better than the commander of the battle group Aziz. Riel was almost five hundred years earlier.

"But if we want to know, Commander Soshyan."

Suddenly, accompanied by a flash of teleportation and thunder, a group of silver armored fighters in Terminator appeared on the welcome deck. The leader was a warrior with a shaved head, full of scars, and awe-inspiring eyes, his Terminator armor. There is also a flag standing on it.

Seeing these silver armor fighters suddenly appeared, Soshyang narrowed his eyes slightly.

The Gray Knight, the most mysterious battle group in the empire, had not been qualified to read the highest-privileged archives in the battle group after he became the chief of the battle group, he would not know the existence of these mysterious warriors.

They were established before and after the end of the Great Rebellion, and they were specially designed to deal with the threat of chaos. It is even said that the home planet is not in the physical universe. Only the high-ranking judges of the Holy Hammer can summon them when performing tasks. The first Armageddon War The end is related to them.

But to put it another way, they are also the battle group most closely related to the trial court.

Soshyan didn't expect to run into them here, which is not a good thing.

"Presumably the commander of the Soshyan warfare knows who we are. I am the great mentor of the Seventh Society, Joan Herald."

The Great Master Grey Knight, carrying the banner, walked towards Soshyan, his watchful and suspicious gaze remained on his face.

"I hope you can answer me, why did you and your battle group appear on such a distant platoon star."

However, Soshyan had already prepared a plan long before the operation was launched, so he was not worried about this kind of inquiry, but replied softly:

"Because of Huron."

"Huron?"

Joan Herald frowned. He thought about Soshyan's many answers, but none of them.

"The Red Pirate was involved in this attack, how did you learn about it?"

"Everyone should know that we once had a war with Huron. Afterwards, in order to prevent a possible surprise attack by the other side, I planted some spies in Huron's domain. It was one of the spies who cooperated with the Red Pirates and the Black Legion. It was delivered to me."

"Why not warn the empire in advance."

"It's too late. The message is too slow. When it arrives in my hands, it's already time for Abaddon to initiate an action."

"When did your group arrive in the Pandora system?"

"Three days ago."

The Great Master Grey Knight was silent for a moment, and raised the last question.

"Since you know that the Red Pirates will support you, why did you not participate in the navy's operations, but caused the navy to suffer such a huge loss."

Soshyang sighed slightly and replied with regret:

"Because we don't have absolute certainty that we can win the naval battle, so my idea is that when fighting with the Chaos Fleet in the navy, we will surprise the stars and use orbital bombing to destroy all the enemies above, but...I Misguided, the situation of disposing of the dead stars is more complicated than I expected, and the effect of orbital bombing is very poor."

This statement made Azriel nodded~www.readwn.com~ A very good strategy. If it were me, I would choose the same way. As long as the main chaos on the planet is eliminated, the remaining fleet will be irrelevant. Or to put it another way, as long as you kill Abaddon, that is the greatest victory, and a naval fleet is a reasonable price. "

Joan Herald took a deep look at Soshyang, and finally withdrew his gaze.

"Understood, thank you very much for answering my question, then I hope that your group can fully cooperate with us to solve the chaotic threat on the platoon star, and completely eliminate the enemy Abaddon!"

At this moment, Randall suddenly said:

"Just one day ago, Colonel Stryker, Governor of the Platoon Star, transferred the command of the battlefield to the Commander of the Soshyan War."

Azriel snorted, with no expression on his face, while Grand Mentor Joan Herald stood quietly and looked at Soshyang.

The atmosphere is a bit subtle for a while.