Dedicate loyalty to the good empire

Chapter 19: Free Blade, the End

On the side of the road, Taylor built a campfire with a few stones and dry firewood, and started roasting some meat. A few pieces of fresh meat were dripping with oil on the flames. Because it was an open flame barbecue, Taylor also made an iron rack to support the meat slices.

They were far enough away from the flames that they were cooked by the smoke rather than by roasting.

Finally, sprinkle some homemade sauce on it, and the fresh meat will burst with a delicious taste that is not usually available, making Free Blade eat so much that he can't stop.

She asked. "I thought the Hive Cities didn't know how to cook, or that there was no need. I've seen those towering metal cities, and they barely resemble human habitation, let alone the smell of fireworks."

Taylor replied. "But it's still my home world, and my barbecue skills come from my time stationed outside the planet."

"At that time, I used promethium fuel to heat my lunch, and I gradually learned it. Although open flames were strictly prohibited by the Ministry of Military Affairs, to be more precise, barbecue was also prohibited."

Taylor now looked at the night sky and said, "But you know, I'm not particular about small matters. That's a nice way of putting it, but the truth is, I just don't obey discipline."

Freeblade smiled. "See, you used your quick thinking to take out the enemy, just as you promised."

"After this attack, the orcs are completely defeated. They have lost a lot of manpower and a lot of scrap materials that are extremely valuable to them. We have actually won."

Taylor saw that the barbecue was almost done, put away the plates, and shared dinner with Elena. Then he asked, "I heard that the Space Marines are coming."

Elena replied. "Yes, the Emperor's Angels. They will take care of the cleanup, just as usual. The Imperial Guard will handle the attack, and the Space Marines will be responsible for the decapitation."

"You created a lot of time and chances for them, and victory was a foregone conclusion."

Taylor said self-deprecatingly. "This is just luck, do you believe it?"

Elena was blunt. "If this is a gift from the Emperor, then it is also your talent."

Taylor smiled bitterly. "If I rely on something like this, I'll fail sooner or later, and failure means death."

Elena hugged Taylor and touched his cheek with her greasy mouth. "Then today..."

Suddenly, Taylor held down the amorous noble lady and said, "There are enemies."

Elena cursed in her heart, those damn things!
Unexpectedly, they still acted inappropriately and interrupted the ambiguous atmosphere. It was rare that she deliberately found a quiet place to hide!

At the same time, Taylor raised his head and looked into the distance through a telescope with night vision capabilities, and soon discovered the enemy's traces.

It was a small green patrol, apparently here to investigate a large-scale convoy crash.

The main force might be not far from here. For them, losing so many vehicles must be very painful, right?
Taylor turned on the communicator and reported his location, then there was a crackling sound of lasers and projectiles.

Taylor breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Are you still interested in continuing what we just did?"

Elena sighed.

"No, we are not suitable."

"You and I are destined to dedicate our lives to the Emperor, to keep this vast, decaying Empire of Stars running."

Taylor smiled. "Dedicate? I swore an oath, but I joined the Imperial Guard to live a better life. If this Empire can't even guarantee the well-being of its soldiers, it's rotten to the core."

"And everything I did was to survive."

He said with a wry smile as he looked at the greenskins being defeated and killed by his own soldiers.

"This is the rest of my life. Killing more enemies of the Empire, just to keep myself alive. I will continue to spend nights like this until I retire."

"This isn't about so-called honor or gaining anything, it's just about surviving."

"Freeblade, great Imperial Knight, do you understand?"

Elena looked at the young man and shook her head slightly.

"Indeed, I don't understand. You are a member of the Astra Militarum, and I am a noble from a feudal knight family. Even if we are both unique, we are completely different."

She smiled bitterly as if she understood something.

"Is my charm not as great as that female cultist? I've done some research. Were you really that clean that night?"

"Actually, I don't mind," Taylor replied firmly.

"My innocence remains, that's all."

Elena puffed up her cheeks. "Are you pretending to be wooden? I mean, you can continue..."

Taylor said, "I am a piece of wood."

At the same time, he stood up and walked towards his camp. He belonged to this place, not the land of comfort.

He didn't dare to take this responsibility because he could die at any time and anywhere due to any problem. He was the Emperor's currency, a coin with a larger face value. Maybe one day he would be handed over if he encountered an enemy worth enough.

But after taking a few steps, Taylor stopped, holding his head and cursing.

"Why am I trying to be cool? Maybe today is my only chance. Do I have to remain a virgin for the rest of my life?"

Then he said in a full-on A-Q spirit, "No, no, no, I will definitely complete my service and successfully retire as an Imperial veteran. Then I can choose any girl."

"Secondly, she and I were together because of an illusion... an illusion, an illusion."

He breathed a sigh of relief and quickly walked to his camp, looking at Frenstein who was being protected and his unlucky brothers looking at him with a smile.

"Boss, that's a bit fast?"

"That doesn't satisfy me..." said the girl.

Corporal Katie blushed slightly as she handed over the energy drink and said, "I heard... this kind of reproduction is very energy-consuming."

Taylor gave each of them a slap on the head, which meant hitting them on the head with his fingers.

"Free Blade and I are comrades, you're just imagining things."

"Once the Space Marines begin their encirclement and suppression operations, we will be leaving this world. If there are any soldiers or civilians here that you know or admire, please make this matter clear as soon as possible."

"I'm not heartless. I'll consider giving you a holiday."

Those little rascals were happily planning what to do with their hard-earned vacation, only Taylor was hugged by two girls on either side.

"I'd like to try that boiled pork dish you mentioned last time, boss," said the girl.

Corporal Katie said, "No, next is the tactical seminar. We must ensure that we win more battles with our current state."

Taylor pushed them away at this moment and said.

"No, I have my own things to do."

He muttered to himself, such as finding a place where no one was around, secretly daydreaming, sleeping, and drinking until he felt satisfied.

This period of time has been filled with damn fighting, fighting, and escaping, making him miss his warm bed and delicious food so much.

He yawned and crawled into his sleeping bag, only to see a few star-like objects falling in the distance.

He raised his reconnaissance telescope vigilantly, and saw a blue heroic figure waving a weapon in the distance.

Power armor, chainsword!
Space Marine?

Ultramarines!

He immediately got up and looked into the distance. It was rare to see Superman fighting.

But the signalman shouted at this moment.

"We've received orders, Boss. We need to join the battle area and provide fire support..."

Taylor cursed in his heart at this moment.

Could it be that I can't escape death in the end?
(End of this chapter)