Chapter 257

"Ha, the little guy is lost."

In the wild laughter, the cult hit by Javier jumped on him and hit him on the head.

The sudden attack made the recruit feel dizzy and almost fainted.

It was so cruel that he couldn't help thinking.

But there is no doubt that this smiling face is more cruel than these atrocities.

A necklace made of small silver mirrors and tattered feathers hung around the neck of the cult. He was wearing a blue gray priest robe, stained with blood, and his collar was open, as if showing the strange carving on his skin.

"Finally found you, little soldier."

The heretic said happily with a strange accent.

Then he pulled out his dagger, and other evil believers surrounded him.

Although his ears were still ringing, Javier could hear their laughter.

The cold laser rifle was still in his hand, he could shoot, he could shoot, and his fingers trembled on the trigger.

"Oh!"

The heretic noticed his little movements and suddenly laughed, revealing his black teeth.

"Will you shoot me, the running dog of the hypocrite? But it seems a little late. It's too late to save your comrades in arms."

At this time, movi's voice echoed in Javier's head again,

"Shoot, idiot, shoot!"

But even this time, Javier failed to pull the trigger. With a trembling sigh of relief, he threw the laser rifle to the ground.

"I surrender -"

It sounded a little harsh, but he couldn't care about anything else.

"Don't kill me, please."

The cult laughed so loudly that it overshadowed the roar of the machine, and his brothers and sisters joined in. It sounded like a group of crows howling.

"What can you do for me? A soldier who can't even shoot?"

The cultist sighed, weighed the dagger in his hand and said.

"But your blood, your soul, is another matter."

Then, in a burst of chanting, the cult leader raised his dagger. Javier wanted to struggle, but he was pressed by the nearby big hand. He could only close his eyes and hold his breath in despair.

But after a while, the knife didn't fall on him. Instead, it was a series of deafening explosions and repeated shooting of laser rifles.

The blood splashed on his face again. The difference was that this time the blood was cold, as if it had splashed a few weeks ago.

Javier began to retch again until the figure stood in front of him.

The star soldier looked up carefully. When he saw the black boots covered with mud, his blood coagulated.

He already knew who was standing in front of him.

Sebastian Eric, their Commissar.

"Stand up, private Javier."

Javier struggled to his feet, although his legs were still shaking.

The young commissar seemed to be standing in the shadow. He was dressed in black. The edge was covered with mud and plasma. The hem of the commissar's coat swayed with the steaming heat, and the silver breastplate was full of dents and scratches.

Eric looked into Javier's eyes. As they always knew, the commissar never escaped.

Not like him——

After calming down a little, Javier finally summoned up the courage to look up at each other's face.

Eric's light gray skin had a fresh scar, and his black eyes were so cold that people felt as if they were in the deep sea.

The people standing behind Eric wore the same green and gray uniforms as Javier. He also saw his superior, Lieutenant Miller and the team behind him. The captain's scarred face was expressionless and didn't even blink.

After seeing Javier, Miller turned to say something, but he didn't know what it was, but he felt that the other party was talking——

"Stupid".

Eric lowered his head slightly and looked at Javier's laser rifle lying in the dust.

"Your battery is full."

He said quietly, as if he were stating an insignificant daily trifle.

"You didn't shoot."

Javier can't lie, just as he can't shoot, it's impossible.

"Sorry... I didn't."

"You ran away. You couldn't shoot when facing the enemy, and then you ran away."

If this is a trial, the wording is too gentle, but Javier knows that it does not mean he has been forgiven.

He recalled movi's desperate face. His comrades in arms dragged him back, but he abandoned his comrades in arms who were fighting and left the position without permission, so that he could escape first

"Yes -"

His voice trembled.

Eric's eyes did not change. Although there was no malice, they were still very cold.

Then he raised his gorgeous red and black blaster pistol and aimed it at Javier's forehead.

"Private Javier."

The trial arrived as scheduled.

"You have betrayed your duty to the 4337 infantry regiment, abandoned your oath to the holy Tara, and defiled the glory of the golden throne. Your punishment is... Death."

Tears ran across Javier's face again. He hoped he didn't, at least not in front of his own people.

"Do you have anything to defend yourself?"

Javier listened to the roar of the front of the train around him, felt the dust sliding across his cheek, and the whole person was shaking from head to foot, as if in ice and snow.

"I... I just want to survive."

When he finished, he could no longer control his mood and began to sob in a low voice.

Eric looked at him and breathed slowly. Javier seemed to hear his gloved fingers slowly pulling the trigger.

"Then you should choose to fight."

There was a flash of fire at the muzzle of the gun, and Javier's world fell into darkness.

When Javier's body fell, Eric replaced a new magazine for the explosive pistol.

Since the beginning of the battle, he has changed the magazine of his pistol four times and fired 32 shots, six of which were used to execute his soldiers.

Everything has been in a mess since they landed in valledo.

Valledo is a peaceful religious world. The initial message was just a simple riot. Everyone thought it might be the conflict of some extreme sects - even within the state religion, there was never a lack of ambitious and eccentric doctrines influenced by violence.

But when several astral legions, including the 4337 infantry regiment, were deployed to valledo, nothing seemed to happen.

This confused Eric and them. They even thought there was something wrong with the dispatching system of the military affairs department - this is not new.

Before waiting for further orders from the Ministry of military affairs, several regiments could only be scattered everywhere. Even a large number of Imperial Army soldiers and officers took the opportunity to take vacation and enjoy the fun of carnival with the residents of the planet.

The Archbishop of the planet is preparing to hold a grand ceremony in the capital of the planet and display a large number of sacred objects.

This also attracted many star armies to watch.