"We need people...Okay, company commander, a deck gun emplacement previously commanded by Kaloni is now vacant."
"Understood, I will let Iztok take his place. After all, he is Kaloni's executioner."
Eli Dazaton's words could easily make people think that they were killing each other internally, but that was not the case. It was all because of the curse that plagued the Crimson Saber.
After the Massacre of Umidia, individual members of the Chapter found that they were unable to clear their thoughts properly and no amount of silent prayer or meditation seemed to work due to their implanted gene-seed organs and genetic modifications. Instead of sleeping as most humans know it, Space Marines enter a comatose state that allows their brains to recharge even as their bodies remain awake (pseudosleep, not a substitute for normal sleep).
However, the warriors of the Crimson Saber failed in one attempt after another. They could not relax in their false sleep, and the brutally murdered faces appeared in their minds, as if they were in that brutal massacre again.
In the increasingly uneasy atmosphere, the fiercest warriors began to hear voices - whispers from the slain.
Those voices cajoled, taunted, or begged, while others screamed endlessly or chanted incomprehensible words that sounded painfully unintelligible.
As time goes by, this voice becomes clearer and clearer, and only massacre can temporarily make it disappear. This has also become the most important reason why the Crimson Army transformed into the Crimson Slayer.
After leaving those betrayed brothers, the battle brothers of the Fourth Company stayed away from the whispers for a time, but they would still return during battles or prayers, trying to drive these loyal warriors crazy.
In addition to using long hours of prayer and meditation to fight against those whispers, the soldiers of the Fourth Company also established an "executioner" system. Everyone can choose one of their most trusted brothers as their "executioner". One day, when he can no longer support himself, or can no longer suppress the urge to kill, he will let the "executor" bring him the final mercy and loyalty.
This is the path of redemption chosen by the last Crimson Sabers, fighting against curse with death, fighting against corruption with death.
During the period of betrayal from the original battle group, seven soldiers have chosen to accept the execution of their brothers.
"Company Commander, the enemy fleet has begun to change its formation."
They seemed to be truly spurned by the Emperor, and bad news came one after another. In this nebula belt on the edge of the extreme astrology, the relatively calm void was overwhelmed by the sticky, dusty nebula. This stumbled ship The cruiser dived into the quagmire of the nebula, and the unfamiliar fleet followed close behind. The environment here offered them no protection.
Soon, the frigates of the unfamiliar fleet began to advance in formation, their engines shining like fireflies in the void, and then the countermeasures jammers were launched, like silver fireworks, causing the bridge display of the Logon Pride to There are filament-like lines everywhere that interfere with the sensors.
Then, a huge ship rushed forward, separated the small boats in front like an icebreaker, and quickly fired its broadsides to the side. The rest of the fleet circled around it, and there was a battleship of the same size floating on the right side of the flagship. side.
Then a swarm of bombers took off from the flight deck, shaped like a slender cylinder, while interceptors clustered around it like fruits on a vine, whirling through the cloudy nebula as squadrons of exploding bombers charged forward.
Electromagnetic fields crackle between them, creating observation blind spots, where the fighters will be safe until they begin their attack.
The massive flagship stood tall, protected by its fleet of escorts, with a strange blue light twinkling around the Nova cannon muzzle protruding from the bow.
Eli Dazadon only had to take a look at the auspex to see how bad the situation was. Although most of the autoloaders had been rebuilt thanks to the crew's efforts, many of the massive broadsides still required manual operation. Loading.
Worried about the artillery, he temporarily left the bridge and went to the artillery deck.
A soldier was standing next to the nearest cannon, directing the team to drag a chain and drag a tank-sized shell into the huge breech of the cannon.
"Company commander!"
One soldier shouted:
"What is our enemy?"
"We'll find out soon. What else are you in trouble for now?"
"The No. 8 Macrocannon also needs a strong arm."
A soldier was dragging a shell towards the No. 8 Macro Cannon. Originally, servitors were supposed to do this kind of thing, but they didn't have that many servitors anymore, and they couldn't even fill the empty gun positions.
Eli Darzadon joined the man, crouching down with his strong legs, lifting the shell, pushing it the last few meters and stuffing it into the barrel as the other Space Marines slammed the rear hatch. Door. "
"Ready!"
shouted the mortal Master of Guns, squatting on the shell of the gun, staring at the situation outside the ship through the scope.
"The harassing warship with a larger number of targets and a smaller tonnage is approaching!"
"Gal!"
Eli Dazadon connected with the Techmarine.
"Can we confirm who they are now? If we can communicate -"
"Hard to say!"
Techmarine replied on the bridge.
"They fired a lot of interference bombs. This looks like a Mechanicus tactic. Do we need to reveal our identities?"
"Should we reveal our identity so that the other party can fire immediately? And I guess the other party already knows our identity..."
Eli Dazaton knew that even the Adeptus Mechanicus would definitely open fire on a warship marked as a traitor. Even if they realized that there were Space Marines on board, as soon as they saw the symbol of the Crimson Saber, they would Redouble your efforts and beat the ship to pieces.
"Um...Company Commander, one more thing. I sent a distress signal ten minutes ago."
The Techmarine continued.
"Maybe someone can-"
Eli Dazaton really wanted to laugh now, whether it was a bitter smile or a sad smile, but he couldn't.
"Brother, who do you think will save us now? Who is willing to receive our signal? You are wasting your time."
"Well, the main reason is that there is nothing left to do. We can't win -"
Suddenly, the technical sergeant let out a cry of surprise.
"Ah, wait, there's signal feedback!"
"What?"
"Someone has responded to my distress call. Wait! The other party is nearby! The auspicious device has detected subspace disturbances."
The fleet also detected the same signal and began to change its formation.
In a moment, at the edge of the nebula, a subspace crack was torn open, and a huge fleet slowly sailed out.
The appearance of this fleet also made the imperial fleet feel nervous, but soon the weapons originally prepared were released from attack mode and continued to target the Pride of Logon. Obviously, they already knew the identity of the visitor.
Eli Dazaton rushed to the bridge immediately, and then stared at the picture from the observation window.
"who are they?"
"The identification system shows that... they are the Astral Knights Chapter! One of the Chapters participating in the Battle of the Death Star!"
