Dedicate loyalty to the good empire

Chapter 111 I Fight the Great Unclean One?, Part 2
First of all, Taylor had to admit that he was not a good commander. At least he had never read a page of the Imperial Command Manual and the Military Academy Field Guide, and probably had never read, used or tasted them.

There was even a high probability that there was no physical contact between them, let alone electronic contact, so Taylor was not an expert in commanding large-scale operations.

He had to admit, so he was staring at the strategy map in a daze.

What was this thing for? All those symbols and damned characters. Their enemy was so close, and he needed to see this?
he asked. "Is Ferenstein fixed?"

Roland replied. "It can move, but the flamethrower is broken."

"Get in the car, I don't like staying here."

Taylor said sincerely.

"And give me a cup of coffee and a sandwich. Those potions have made me so hungry and thirsty, and my head is tingling."

The girl from Lightling answered diligently. "Yes!"

Ms. Katie immediately got in the car and started the engine. Roland polished his melta gun, and Team 15 was ready to go.

Just before getting on the bus, an officer couldn't help but ask, "Sir, what is the code name for our operation? How do we fill out those forms to tell the Military Affairs Department how many rounds we used?"

Taylor thought for a fraction of a second before answering. "The codename is, screw your mother's strategic map. I'm fighting a giant demon, and you want your report?"

The officer replied, "Yes, sir, I will fill it out truthfully."

Taylor frowned. This reaction was wrong!
Before he could speak, Ferenctan began to advance, and Taylor cursed. "That fool is going to file a report for the Ministry of War with insults and provocations! Get back here, that thing will!"

The next moment, the radio rang out, and Tychus' voice, suppressed in anger, said, "I'll see it!"

"Those guys are crazy to let you be the commander! But I have to admit, you are the only possible one."

"Listen up, Taylor. I'll take care of your logistical problems. Now you have to solve this other problem for me, or don't come back!"

He hung up the phone angrily. Taylor said with a pale face, "I knew it, I knew it!"

"Now we have two monsters to face, angry old Tychus and an angry big Unclean One!"

Roland said something fair. "The nuns and those strange space marines are dealing with tens of thousands of demons. Compared to that, our mission doesn't seem that scary."

Taylor nodded. "That's right, that's not the worst part. At least we have this."

He spoke into the intercom. "D3, expected bombing!"

The next moment, thunder-like projectiles began to roll down from the distant hillside. The huge force made the restless and terrible demon stop instantly.

His body was riddled with holes, but Taylor immediately shouted, "Melee crew!"

With that, several Chimera armored vehicles charged fearlessly with people holding flamethrowers. They believed in the arrangements of the imperial heroes, and thus approached the huge demon that was recovering its body in death.

Some people were killed by the poison, some were slapped, but more people successfully ignited the flames. Huge fire snakes rose from the ground one after another, burning the entire flammable but unpalatable fat brother.

The screams echoed, drawing the gazes of many distant demons. However, Taylor showed no mercy. He said, "Infantry! Fire! Lemanus, main guns fire!"

After that, the Chimeras left with the flamethrower soldiers, and then a large number of lasers were fired from the trenches, and several heavy Lemanus crushers in the distance began to shoot quickly.

The roar continued, the flesh and blood collapsed, and soon only a skeleton was left of the monster. The fat completely disintegrated, leaving only the "oil residue" on the ground and the black skeleton with half a head.

Lose weight successfully...

Taylor said cautiously, "Have the Valkyrie team drop the bomb."

The next moment, several airships flew across the sky. As long as the 500gk bombs they carried fell, the entire demon would be reduced to ashes and return to his subspace under endless and brutal firepower to see his damn father.

Taylor couldn't help but curse. "Get him back to the Crucible! This is the mortal world!"

But at that moment, several strange little gray things flew into the sky. They were damn Nurgle demon aircraft, tiny plague flies covered in disgusting rotten iron.

The machine guns with toxins can easily shoot down the Imperial gunships. Taylor's face froze. He was not sure whether the gunships could break through those things, so he said.

"Sister Lightling, can you hit those things?"

The Lightling girl rubbed her nose. "Flies, let me do it! The chef always cleans the kitchen, even if it's a mess."

Taylor said. "Roland, get the bombs for anti-aircraft defense and make sure the bombs are dropped."

The tough guy nodded, raised his weapon and started firing. Soon the engines fell one after another, but Taylor was still not at ease.

He raised his plasma gun and looked into the distance. As the gunboat was about to pass over the immobile demon, he saw a small flying vehicle.

He immediately raised his weapon. There was no room for error, but in this situation, the difficulty of shooting a flying vehicle from dozens of meters away was simply exaggerated.

He held his breath and opened fire, and perhaps due to the large amount of opioids and adrenaline, his shooting was accurate and terrifying, with a calm and exaggerated tone.

A plasma blast passed over the demon's head, and at the same time a huge mushroom cloud rose. Taylor observed it for a long time and was now certain.

"The demon is dead, let's go support the Sisters of Battle!"

Taylor breathed a sigh of relief and then lay down exhausted, but he still had no idea how to solve the demon problem here.

It was well known that the rifts in the warp were difficult to close. He even suspected that the end here was destined to be extermination...

Extermination order... What would Lady Letlina think, her home planet destroyed?
At the same time, inside Ferenstein, a large number of words of praise and gratitude filled the communicator, and people cheered that they had defeated the greatest enemy of mankind.

But Taylor's vague uneasiness had not yet dissipated.

Is this battle really that easy?

He began to gradually approach the battlefield where the nuns were, and soon astonishing scenes kept appearing.

The ground was littered with the broken limbs of demons. Those things would dissipate after death, which meant that these were just the remains of the disabled demons. The flesh paste covered the ground, and it was hard to describe whether it was real or not.

The irregular flesh and blood was crushed by the tracks, moving forward and backward. In the distance, on a strange triangular altar, Taylor saw the Grey Knights and nuns.

Countless demons are tumbling forward, and this world is dyed a dark green by the warp gate. Death and despair are spreading.

The Grey Knight watched everything in front of him and told the nun the only way to save her hometown.

A sacrifice of faithful and pure blood.

That's right, those Space Marines are sacrificing Sisters.

Let them cut open their abdomens, and the loyal blood will flow out from their white bodies and then cover the filthy pyramid.

There is now a huge purple crack on the top of the brown pyramid, which continuously spews out demons. The three knights and several elderly nuns are fighting hard with them.

Is this basically the only solution besides the Extermination Order?
Taylor muttered this in his heart, but most of the imperial soldiers could not accept this...

Nowadays, some demons will run back to the warp if their arms are cut off.

Because being killed by the Grey Knights and Sisters meant true death, the chopped-off demonic flesh would roll down the pyramid, and on the ground, it would become that mass...

Disgusting stuff.

On the other side, sacrifices more insane than those of the cultists continued.

The nun's body was dotted on the altar to form a rough outline, and the Grey Knight used his own blood as a thread to connect an ancient and mysterious symbol.

He raised his head and looked at Taylor. His emotions could not be seen because he was wearing a helmet, but Taylor felt a hint of approval.

It was the next nun who walked into the altar that made Taylor feel upset at first.

Letlina
Now she had washed her armor clean, walked to the center of the altar, and cut her wrist with the blade, and blood dripped out.

Cold white psychic energy covered the entire ruins, and the demon portal began to gradually close.

Taylor said in disbelief. "What are you doing! Are you... using their souls to seal this gap?"

The Grey Knight said coldly, "This is a necessary sacrifice."

"Comparison between the whole world and the Loyal Spirit."

"Ms. Letlina chose what she believed was good."

"This is her home planet..."

At this moment, the sounds of vomiting could be heard one after another in the mortal army, and Taylor felt a real sense of disgust that was close to betrayal.

He could not allow his sisters and brothers who had fought against him to be slaughtered like this.

But he couldn't choose.

But Letlina smiled, regardless of the paleness of her body caused by the loss of blood, and spoke in a kind and gentle voice.

"This is the light the Emperor has bestowed upon us. His kindness is repaid with sacrifice. We, with our delicate souls, are willing to help billions of people."

Taylor choked up and said.

"Your greatness is beyond my comprehension. Compared to you, I am nothing..."

He took another deep breath of the demon's foul stench, and directed all his anger and sorrow at the thing that kept coming out of the portal.

At the same time, the scouts warned that some Chaos Space Marines began to approach here.

Taylor also sensed the thoughts of those old friends, they wanted to stop the ceremony!

Taylor said to Letrina. "I know this is your choice, and it's a great thing, my friend..."

"And I will end this, even though we'll have to meet again in the next life."

Taylor didn't say anything else, just shouted quickly, "Dig trenches! Clean up the demon remains! Leave the demons to the Sisters and Space Marines, and we'll deal with the traitors."

"Let them pay back everything their regiment owes them!"

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