Chapter 34

After leaving the armory, soshyan crossed a spacious passage to the area behind the warship.

After leaving the passage, a lobby with a black stone dome appeared in front, and at the other end of the lobby was a string of huge windows.

There was nothing in the middle of the window. Soshyan saw an orange wake outside, gradually integrated into the gorgeous torrent, and the distant vortex was stained with pink - all colors in sub space can not be directly defined by language.

The edges of the lobby windows are colored and painted with images of star soldiers, and emperors are everywhere.

He looked down in the niche, propped up by carefully arranged stone pillars, pointing his sword to the sky.

This is the church on the wildfire and a temporary monastery for star soldiers.

There can be no weapons on the imperial warships, but there must be churches. That is the best way to maintain the loyalty and morale of sailors during the long voyage. It is also another guarantee for sub space navigation - the emperor's eyes will look at these ships sailing in the dangerous sea.

Most of the works on the dome depict the star soldiers fighting, trimming, learning skills and sacrifice.

On the face of the emperor who occupied a prominent position, there was an indescribable sadness, which hit soshyang's soul.

He was looking down, his left hand stretched forward and blessed his children.

Soshyan continued to move forward. There were no servants and machine servants here, because the monastery was not only the spiritual home of star soldiers, but also their most private place. It was extremely difficult for mortals to get involved in it.

Then a black steel door was opened, and soshyan entered a chapel - there were many such chapels in the monastery, where the confused star soldiers would confess to the priest.

A solitary beam of light passed through the thick wall and shone on the center of the chapel. On the other side thirty yards away was a rose red window.

The walls here are carved from black stones, inlaid with many rare minerals, and decorated with gold and silver.

Soshyan stopped in the center of the light, knelt on one knee and looked up at the Golden Eagle badge.

Under the eagle emblem, there are six flags, one of which is the regiment flag of the battle regiment, and the other four are the company flags of the first company, the third company, the fourth company and the seventh company. All these are recovered from the wreckage of the world engine, and none of them is complete.

Soshyan said nothing but watched quietly.

Until half an hour later, a slight sound of footsteps interrupted him.

"I come here to meditate."

Soshyan didn't look back. He knew who was coming.

"With all due respect, you have spent enough time on this. As mortals often say, the past is over."

Wearing a skull helmet and power armor dyed black, yazdan shahinian appeared behind soshyan.

"Now you are our war leader. You must take responsibility for yourself."

Soshyan stood up and turned to look at yazdan shahinian, the priest of the regiment.

His power armor has been completely dyed black, every inch, and dense prayers are engraved from boots to neck.

In his right metal glove, he held a priest's scepter, the top of which was a golden imperial eagle emblem, and the inactive position glittered in the dim light.

"Just now Lothar told me that Ma Kande 2 is approaching."

Yazdan continued:

"Are you ready, commander Zhan?"

As the chaplain of the regiment, although yazdan was under the jurisdiction of soshyan in principle, he was actually divorced from the simple relationship between superiors and subordinates.

Because he is responsible for the soul and thought of the whole regiment, including soshyan's.

"I'm ready."

Soshyan answered forcefully and looked seriously at upper yazdan.

"The regiment needs leadership now. Strong leadership, soshyang, you can't fall into confusion at this time."

"I will always keep a clear head"

"This mission is very important."

Yazdan's whisper echoed in the monastery's secret room.

"Our regiment is now like a seriously ill man. His body has completely dried up. He can't accept the slightest failure. He must seize every nutrition."

"I will take back all those materials for the sake of the regiment."

"This will be your first real test as commander of the war."

"Then I welcome it, Reverend."

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Cast world ma'kande II, Tera standard time 0200

"These documents include a review of the agenda."

General sola, the head of the Orbital Defense station, rubbed his fat hand, then turned his head and said:

"Any questions? Reverend Loken."

These words pulled him out of the boredom that had occupied his mind in the past two hours. The mechanical priest in red shook his head without too many mechanical plug-ins.

The strategy room is quiet. The image screen behind the stationmaster is flashing, and the light is still dim.

The clicking of the scribe in the corner stopped immediately, because its automatic quill pen had finished recording a few minutes ago, and other defense officers were staring at him.

"No problem, sir."

Loken opened his hand and said dryly:

"A complete and precise review, as in the past, you are as rigorous as a meditator calculator."

"Indeed?"

A young officer wearing a military cap obliquely suddenly asked. The man's ruthless eyes were as powerful as Loken's blunt blow to the aircraft servant.

"It's a relief to get your approval. Next time I share the holographic briefing with priest Farah, I will tell him your important views."

The other 13 local defense force officers did not respond, but Loken could feel their joy.

He was irritated. Most of his body was still weak organic matter, so it was normal to lose control of his emotions.

Loken held down his anger and turned it into a respectful nod.

He was originally the Archbishop's favorite apprentice, but after his mentor died in an "accident", he naturally lost power and was driven from the promising ordnance factory to the defense track, just like abandoned defective products.

Those who were hostile to him were waiting for his only metal prostheses to rust in the dust. The same defense forces began to wink at him.

"Then."

The stationmaster looked at Loken with a very kind smile and said:

"Reverend Loken, can you further clarify the last point I mentioned?"

"One last point, sir?"

Loken tilted his head and pretended not to understand. He had been listening to binary music in built-in headphones before.

"Yes, it was mentioned less than a minute ago."

Loken said nothing, and the silence in the room extended to a painful, unnatural length.

Finally, the knocked hatch was broken. Loken really wanted to keep the person who opened the door, give him a hard kiss, put holy oil on him, and make an exception to recite a hymn to him.

"Who!"

The station master's kind mask was immediately torn. He roared and stared, but he never left Loken.

The knock on the door sounded again. The stationmaster frowned, flicked his sensor rod and opened the lock.

The hatch slid open and a young man in the uniform of the bird divination department quickly came in.

"What's up?"

The stationmaster scolded, and the man quickly saluted.

"Captain's emergency briefing, sir! The sensor has just sounded. The outpost bird divination instrument at the edge of the galaxy trajectory monitoring station has detected an independent ship breaking into the real universe from sub space!"

"Identity?"

"We're still checking, sir, but a preliminary scan of the keel identification and identification code shows it... It may be the new Faros."

"The new Faros?"

The stationmaster frowned.

"Didn't it set sail for extreme star territory a week ago?"

Although ma'kand II planet has declined for a long time, it is still a casting world. The high Lord Council of Tara will still issue production indicators to allow it to provide light weapons to some fortress world and Star Army legions.

Moreover, ma'kande II is also one of the few casting worlds that can produce makado heavy tanks. Although it has been relatively outdated in tanks, there are still some star army equipment.

"Yes, sir, that's what the captain said. We tried to signal it, but we didn't get any reply... Communication may have been blocked by the asteroid belt, but they definitely received our message."

"How far is she?"

"Just entered the star belt, sir. Once passed, it's only three hours from the anchorage."

"Gentlemen, it seems that we have a situation."

The station master said to the assembled officers:

"The defense system is ready immediately."