The Emperor’s Angel of Death

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"I've already talked to him about that lord."

Lennart Meyers naturally knew that the Grey Knight Grand Master was also here, and even had a conversation with him.

"Of course, we all respect him."

"Then this is the end of the matter. You can still track down your goals. If you need help, you can come to me, and I will try my best to cooperate, but don't trouble other people."

After speaking, Soshyan left the Inquisitor's cabin with Colonel Stryker, leaving only a pair of resentful eyes behind him.

Not long after leaving the Inquisitor's office, Soshyan also parted ways with Stryker, and told the other party to adjust his troops as soon as possible, because the battle was about to start.

In addition, when the Astral Knights were clearing the camp in the Red Sand Mountains, they discovered an ancient armory underground. There was an Emperor Poison Blade hidden in it. Soshyan also took advantage of the situation and gave the vehicle to Stryker himself.

Full of joy, Stryker returned to the barracks, and the adjutant immediately reported the relevant situation to him.

"Nothing happened in the cabin, there was a fight over the distribution of supplies, but I came forward to stop it, the commando and two of his friends ran into the armor warehouse and got addicted to sucking paint thinner, and one guy passed out. , and broke his shin."

"Didn't I ask that that thing be locked up?"

"They did lock up, but...the guys still know a little trick, if you know what I mean."

"Have a few of them write a report and then put them in lockdown."

"I'd say they've learned their lesson—"

"But I will never tolerate this kind of behavior. They have enough spirits rationed, isn't it enough? There is absolutely no tolerance for this kind of brain-sucking person in my army."

The adjutant scratched his cheek.

"That's right, sir, but everyone is so bored, and a lot of them drank up in the first few days."

Stryker suppressed his temper, anger flashed in his eyes.

"You have to make them understand that the emperor gave them cigarettes and spirits for entertainment, but if they live up to this sacred gift, then no one will want to get it again, understand?"

The adjutant nodded, and they stopped at the railing, looking back at the vast troop compartment.

The air was filled with the smell of cigarettes and sweat. Hundreds of beds were lined up in rows. Some soldiers were sleeping, some gambling, some chatting, some praying, and some just dazed.

Pastors walk through the rows of beds, bringing comfort and blessings to soldiers in need.

"Anything else, sir?"

"I just offended someone, and I think there will be trouble."

Stryker sniffed.

"I'm not sure there's going to be any trouble, but I don't like the feeling."

"Who dares to trouble us? Beat him!"

"Ha, I thought too, but there shouldn't be big troubles, but small troubles are hard to say... Forget it, don't think about it like this, let everyone gather, I want to say something."

Soon, everyone was called up, and Stryker was not good at long speeches, so his words were always concise, and even lacked rhetoric and was too direct for some people.

"...To be honest, some people are eyeing us. In order to ensure that we can land safely in the future, and teach those heretical traitors a good lesson, I ask each of you to be honest from this moment on. Stay in your own area, and don't accept leave for any reason! Your supplies will be as usual, but alcohol will be temporarily suspended until the battle begins!"

This sentence caused some commotion, and Stryker's sharp eyes swept over the strong men.

"Quiet! Let me finish first, you stray dogs! From now on I'll be making occasional inspections! No gambling, alcoholism, and all access to contraband! It's all on the ground! Understand! If any of you don't You know, I'll educate him myself, like I did a week ago."

As he said that, he glanced at a few more conspicuous guys in the crowd - their common feature was that they all had bandages on their heads.

These people are thorns in the recruits, and according to Catachan's rules, Stryker had a "friendly" exchange with them on the first day of their arrival, which really won the obedience of these recruits.

"Okay, disband if you have nothing to do, and give me training if you are bored! The training room is open 24 hours a day! The next thing we have to deal with is the Chaos Space Marines, they are not comparable to the Catachan demons, if you want Live, then make yourself more powerful! Disband!"

After disbanding the team, Stryker returned to his cabin, and he also had to rest for a while.

Just like that, after three days of calm, on the fourth day——

When Stryker was awakened by the alarm, he vaguely remembered that he had just dreamed of Attica.

For him, the fall of Attica often escapes into his dreams, but this time is different, because this time he seems to have seen the once lush and full of vitality in the dream with his own eyes.

If there was enough time, he would have preferred to continue indulging in the dream, but he suddenly realized that someone seemed to be knocking on the door.

Stryker could hear the anxious cry of the lieutenant.

"Sir~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The battle has started. The above orders all the troops on the orbital station to land in five hours. The target is a new front three hundred kilometers away from Attica."

He put on his boots and went out, reading the data pad and the printed communicator log handed by the adjutant.

After Stryker finished reading it, he turned his head to look at the ship, and the atmosphere of the platoon star was illuminated pink by the fire of war. Every moment, the clouds would be penetrated by bombardment cannons or more powerful energy weapons.

He was just about to ask for the non-commissioned officers of the various platoons to come to a meeting when Soshyan called him, so he entered the conference room of the command center and ordered the adjutant to find his jacket and weapons.

In less than ten minutes, most of the senior officers of the Astral Army entered the command center, and several chapter leaders were also here. Soshyan, who was dressed in Terminator, began to distribute the report and went directly to the theme.

"In an emergency, orbital reconnaissance and front-line reconnaissance pointed out that a Chaos army is advancing westward, and we must find a way to stop them."

"What is the enemy's goal?"

Soshyan glanced at Stryker who asked, and then said:

"I don't know yet, I only know that the general direction is the Olympus foothills camp. Colonel, we have been monitoring the movement of the enemy for several days. The enemy dispatched very suddenly and directly destroyed a hidden post of Cadian. , but I think if the enemy is moving towards some other strategic objective, then maybe this post just happens to be in their line of advance, and it seems like the enemy is focusing on some other objective, something they really want to achieve, But we don't know where they are going because our main force is not there."

Soshyan's eyes flickered as he said that, making Stryker realize that he was asking a stupid question.

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