Dedicate loyalty to the good empire

Chapter 23: The Inevitable Battle, Part 2
The wolf had amber pupils and looked like a beast that would choose its prey. Taylor was sure that if he didn't offer it enough orc flesh and blood, it would choose its prey immediately.

At this moment, he was holding a playing card and looking at the soldier seriously.

"k..."

Before he could finish his words, the soldier looked at him with a sharp and terrifying look, causing Taylor to change the word k to .

"Katie, drive slower..."

Then he nervously opened the cards in his hand, playing them out one by one, and firmly grasped the last one.

The others were not surprised, but only Taylor knew that there were people in the world who were worse at playing cards than him...

He breathed a sigh of relief. His clever move saved the dignity and wallet of the Space Marine and guest, while also allowing him to maintain his reputation as the bottom of the list for ten thousand years.

After all, the Space Wolves have changeable moods, and God knows whether he will default on the debt. In addition, his subordinates are all hot-tempered people, so he must not cause chaos in the enemy's position.

Thinking of this, he looked at the surrounding environment from the observation hole. A large number of orc engines were moving forward restlessly with them. It took almost no effort for Franstan to blend in here.

However, it was not as easy as the crew had imagined to get close to the huge war engine, not only because of its extremely fast speed but also because of the large number of greenskins nearby.

Taylor and his men could only wait. Fortunately, the greenskins did not dare to attack the Space Marines' camp, because if this behemoth stopped, it might be bombed by light spears.

Just like in Beast Battle Chess, the War Fortress fears the Space Marines' orbital lances, but if the ground forces cannot defeat it, it will not stop, and if it does not stop, it will not be hit by orbital bombardment.

The whole thing went around in circles and finally landed on Taylor's head. He was about to become the "mouse" in the chess game and eat the "elephant".

At this moment, they can only follow the orc crew and wait for them to replenish fuel and supplies. Before that, Taylor and his team must act as a normal green vehicle.

Fortunately, Taylor imitated the greenskin very well, and even the Space Marine who got on the bus midway said that he couldn't tell the difference.

Taylor was still a little arrogant about this, after all, he had dubbed the Greenskin's secondary creation video in his previous life.

All I can say is that the Hammer guys are multi-talented and can handle these gloomy 40 thousand years even if they traveled through time.

With this method, Taylor easily entered here. The problem was that the orcs' carnival seemed to have no end. The driver had to be alert to the green vehicles around him while maintaining speed.

Taylor was worried about whether both Ferenstein and Katie could hold on.

The wolf seemed to see what Taylor was thinking, and he gently patted the young man on the shoulder.

"I'm 120 years old. Don't look at me like this, I have experienced a lot." He smiled carelessly, with his head against the carriage, smiling like a fool.

To be honest, it's totally unconvincing.

Taylor was a little doubtful why he believed his words. Was it just because he was a Space Marine?
He looked at this beautiful world, which was different from his hometown in this life. It was warm, comfortable, full of grass and living things, with a perfect atmosphere and food everywhere.

This is a paradise, he likes it here, especially for a Terran who has lived in the hive for 20 years to understand how wonderful such a world is.

Secondly, Freeblade, Tychus, and his comrades, Taylor asked himself.

He didn't want to run away like a stray dog during the final battle, but he needed an excuse to boost his limited courage because he was a lowly and ridiculous mortal.

Nothing but luck.

Taylor looked at the wild wolf with a bit of envy. He looked so free and unrestrained, with his huge body and the power bestowed upon him by the Emperor.

Why wasn't he a Space Marine, but an Imperial Guard?

Then Taylor burst out laughing.

He was doing well, and while he didn't want to die, he had taken an oath when he joined the Imperial Guard.

It was in the Emperor's Hall, where my comrades of the same period swore an oath with their souls. [I will shepherd billions of people with my soul, and I will cross the netherworld with my delicate soul!]

Taylor smiled and replied to the soldier. "Actually, I already have the answer, but I don't want to admit it. I'm a fool."

The warrior grinned, the Fenris Wolf's trademark fangs bared.

The car slowly stopped. Taylor looked out from the observation hole and saw that the green cars were shutting down one after another. They were hiding in a canyon and it was almost impossible to be bombed, whether it was high-explosive bombs or light spears.

Taylor exclaimed in amazement. "They're smarter than I thought. At least they chose a good place."

"They are fearless. As long as this war fortress can remain operational, humanity will eventually lose."

The old wolf spoke up. "Do you think we can change the current situation?"

His eyes were fixed on the fortress in the distance, and he could clearly feel it even through the iron sheet of Frenstein.

He picked up the violent bomb, and the huge armor tensed up along with his muscles. Taylor seemed to have sensed what he was thinking.

The hero who escaped from war sighed.

Most people don't understand him, he's a coward, ridiculous, yet people see him as a hero

He never wanted to be a hero in his life.

Taylor asked the other brothers at this moment.

"Are you ready to die? I think the legend of Class 15 is coming to an end. To be honest, our classmates may remember us, but we are still a long way from achieving success and eternal fame."

"However, even if I die like this, I will not disappoint the Emperor. We will meet before the Golden Throne, under the Emperor's command, and have another drink to make up for yesterday's dinner."

"No," said the Lightling girl. "I want to retire peacefully."

Katie spoke up. "I'll get everyone out of here in the nick of time, including this Flintstone!"

Roland picked up the heavy explosives and walked to the shooting position. He said nothing, but the good gun that he had carefully maintained spoke his heart.

live.

Taylor ruffled his hair.

I really saw a ghost today.

Normally he was the one who wanted to escape, but today it was the other way around.

According to the Imperial officers, today Taylor is finally a qualified commander who has given everything for the Emperor, including himself and his comrades.

But still the same sentence.

Following the procedures does not equal victory, and sacrifice and bravery do not equal greatness.

Taylor grinned. "Well, you're still like that. You never listen to me."

"Great Wolf, are you ready?" He looked at the Space Marine, who was now bending his body like a wild beast, with all four limbs on the ground, his body filled with wildness and killing intent.

He didn't answer, and Taylor understood. He slowly opened the door of the transporter, and amid a roar and the roar of bombs, Taylor shouted.

"36th Skadi Regiment, 3rd Company, 15th Squad! All personnel, obey orders!"

"Charge towards the orc fortress!"

(End of this chapter)