"Are you sure it's this transport plane?"
Magnus handed the pistol to the Custodian Justus and asked him to carefully seal it in a weapons box.
Then he turned around to confirm again and again whether the Stormbird transport plane in front of him was the "Mourning Bird".
Just held the weapon box in one hand and nodded: "My Lord ordered His Highness Alexander to return on the Storm Bird transport plane."
"What about us?"
Magnus pointed to himself and then looked at Sanguinius, who was looking up at the lighthouse.
"Come back with me, directly to the Emperor's Dream." Just turned and walked towards the Thunderhawk gunship.
"Then I'm fine."
Magnus decisively turned around and pulled Sanguinius away.
"Let's go, don't look any further. This tower can only be preserved as a relic. If we build another orbital tower, we won't choose a place like this."
"It's just a pity that not even a single piece of intact glass remains in the entire lighthouse."
Sanguinius ignored Alexander's pleas for help and was pulled aboard the Thunderhawk gunship by Magnus.
'No, you really don't care about me. '
Alexander used psychic communication to send a message and watched as the cabin door closed coldly and decisively.
'Don't worry, we'll go back and give you a sound test first. Magnus gave him a helpless look.
'Aren't you a tough talker? Keep going. '
Sanguinius controls psionic transmissions.
When his spiritual energy spread to the "Mourning Bird", his vision suddenly became blank and his heart felt inexplicably sad.
Sanguinius had seen many deaths in the battle, and he thought his heart was as solid as stone, but when he calmed down from his fanaticism and saw the fallen Astartes of the Ninth Legion, he still couldn't help but feel shaken in his heart.
"Is this the power of blood?"
Sanguinius asked Magnus softly.
Although he didn't get along with these warriors for long, the power that came from their blood was heartbreaking.
"Yes, the power of blood connects us."
Magnus knows this feeling very well. The more powerful a person is, the more they can feel the emotions coming from the depths of their blood.
In fact, the Primarchs made compromises for the sake of their heirs. The Emperor understood them very well and never gave up on saving them.
Magnus knew that Sanguinius had just been able to control spiritual energy, so he would inevitably expand his perception of emotions uncontrollably. But in this situation, it was because spiritual energy amplified Sanguinius's perception of his offspring, and he would definitely feel it in his heart. Unable to contain my sadness.
"It turns out that this is what my father meant by responsibility, which is really impressive."
Sanguinius suddenly remembered that the Emperor had said that he would be responsible for everything they did.
But now, Sanguinius truly understood that his relationship with the Ninth Legion was anything but a commander and a soldier.
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"Your Highness."
Kab Eric led his team on the side, waiting for the transport plane to pick them up for their return flight.
"Kab Eric, I haven't seen you for a few months."
"How are the Thunder Warriors? Are you recovering well?"
Alexander took a few deep breaths and was not at all confused about whether he needed to board the 'Mourning Bird' transport plane.
Since the emperor arranged it this way, there must be a reason for it. Since he couldn't resist anyway, it was good to accept it happily.
Moreover, Alexander felt an extremely strong soul power on the transport plane, which was the power of faith coming from the depths of subspace.
"We are fine. Your Highness, we are recalling the Thunder Warriors scattered across the universe, but the number may not be too many."
Kab Eric is very open-minded. The era of Thunder Warriors has passed, and he is very satisfied that they can be a flash in the pan again in the long river of time.
What's more, they all know that the Thunder Warrior's transformation is flawed. Even if it is repaired and stabilized again, it cannot change the short-lived nature of the body.
Unless there is a more powerful source of power to supply their lives, why can the combat effectiveness of Thunder Warriors far exceed that of ordinary Astartes.
"It's understandable. After all, after such a long time, many soldiers' bodies have collapsed on their own."
Alexander had a rough idea of the number of people who would recall the Thunder Warriors, and they would definitely not exceed two thousand.
"Your Highness, thank you again for saving us dying people. At least you didn't let us die in the smelly ditch at the bottom of the hive city."
Kab Eric held the battle flag with one hand, knelt on one knee and lowered his head to show his supreme gratitude to Alexander.
Every word they exchanged could be heard by the Thunder Warriors through the internal communication, and they all knelt on one knee like their commander.
"It doesn't have to be like this. This is the empire's debt to you."
Alexander quickly helped the commander of the Thunder Warriors, Kab Eric, and at the same time used his psychic power to lift nearly 600 Thunder Warriors on the field.
Alexander felt a huge surge of emotional power around him, and he even heard uncontrollable sobs and relieved smiles in the phalanx.
After many years, the Thunder Warriors finally felt the empire's apology to them. In fact, even if they had lied to them and given a perfunctory explanation, the so-called rebellion would not have broken out.
How could Usotan not know that the Empire could easily destroy them, but so many Thunder Warriors joined because they just wanted to fight for words, wanted to die on the battlefield, and wanted to hear an explanation from their own mouths.
Even if this explanation sounds ridiculous, this is what the Thunder Warriors want.
However, both sides failed to make concessions to resolve this issue in the end. If Alexander had existed at that time, I believe that there would never have been a pointless and meaningless battle that wasted the power of the empire in vain.
"My father's will is to save all mankind. Time is tight, so extraordinary measures are taken when necessary. But I believe that you who participated in the Great Crusade will understand at this moment that what happened at that time was definitely not what the empire wanted to see."
Alexander's voice was amplified so that all the soldiers could hear it clearly.
"Yes, those soldiers were too desperate at the time to bear the blow. They seized the slightest false opportunity and went to extremes. Looking back now, they must be extremely regretful."
"Actually, now that I think about it, if we had gone to liberate human planets in various parts of the universe, and then unexpectedly went berserk on the battlefield, wouldn't it have brought negative effects to the empire and hindered the progress of the Great Expedition?"
Kab Eric was originally very worried that Alexander would not be able to convince the public, and none of these veterans in Da Lang Tao Sha would be among the best, but after this incident, he no longer had worries in his heart, and his words were more relieved.
And more Thunder Warriors who have just arrived have a deeper understanding of Alexander's will and what kind of person their Highness will be loyal to in the future.
It can be said that the result made them very happy.
If the person they want to serve next is still a ruthless new commander, they will not show anything on their faces, but they must be inseparable from each other.
"Relax, you will definitely play a part in the future stage."
"Especially you, Kab Eric, I hope you can rule a company of ten thousand people for me, and even be my first company commander."
Alexander stood on tiptoes and fiddled with the Thunder Warriors' battle flag, straightening out the non-existent wrinkles on it.
"I will not disappoint His Highness."
Kab Eric quickly held the battle flagpole sideways and lowered it as low as possible.
The battle flag of the Thunder Warriors consists of a sky blue background and six golden lightning bolts. There is a pair of white wings in the middle, and a pair of larger golden wings are overlapping and intertwined outward.
Alexander stirred the tassels hanging at the end of the battle flag with his fingertips, and pushed up with his palm to indicate that Kab Eric could raise the flagpole upright.
"You can go back when the transport plane arrives. I will find you."
Alexander no longer kept the fallen soldiers waiting, and immediately stepped onto the 'Mourning Bird' transport plane with a few instructions.
