Dedicate loyalty to the good empire

Chapter 51 Battle Sister, Part 1
Today, Taylor still finds it hard to imagine that his first meeting with Ms. Letlina was with him lying in the dirt.

Not to mention the filthy armor, let's just talk about how ugly he looks with his disheveled hair and dirty face under the feet of the Space Marines.

Although the Space Marine had his head blown off by the nuns, it became one of the few effective achievements of this raid.

But as a man, his arrogance and stupidity have not been satisfied. Obviously, being rescued by beauty and being a "hero" is one thing, but his embarrassment is another.

However, Taylor's idea was obviously wishful thinking. Ms. Letlina had seen guys in worse conditions than Taylor's current situation, whether they were scared to death by Space Marines or became incontinent in battle with orcs.

In contrast, charging towards a demigod and dodging an attack is enough merit for most people to recite for a lifetime.

Secondly, Ms. Letlina actually realized one thing, that is, Taylor would not have died without her.

Although the man seemed to be on the verge of death and was running for his life, his arms never left his weapons, and he also had a well-maintained plasma blaster hanging on his waist.

Letlina believed that the famous "Baron" Taylor would definitely try his best to kill the enemy at that moment. On the contrary, it was her own action that wasted the opportunity to witness the hero kill the enemy.

It could even be said that Letlina felt a little sorry about this, but she saw that Taylor did not blame her for overstepping her bounds. Instead, he was moved and said that she had saved him.

Saved him?
It was just killing a traitor, even if it was Chaos Space Marines, but the Baron's record was killing the stormtroopers twice, as well as five warrior bugs and three guard bugs, a huge executioner.

Isn't this much better than Space Marines?

Letlina only regarded Taylor's statement as his humor and tolerance towards women, although she was a little dissatisfied with it.

She is the Emperor's daughter and does not need the care and pity of other men.

Now in the conference room of Outpost No. 7, Catachan, the Battle Sisters, and the Imperial heroes gathered together. The Sister reported the number of kills just now. Although it was very impressive, they were all mortal cultists killed.

In fact, there are a hundred Chaos Space Marines who have come to this world. At present, the possibility of defeating them is almost zero.

They have well-equipped Rhino transport vehicles and Land Raider tanks, as well as a unique numerology psychic divination system.

A hundred Death Guard could easily burn the mortal capital of this world to the ground.

But at the moment they don't understand why the Death Guard lingered around here instead of dealing with the mortal army here.

Taylor then gave the answer. "Because the number 7, they believe it's auspicious. If you take the number 7, you'll get the whole world."

Letlina replied in disbelief. "7? I've heard Chaos Marines have all sorts of unspeakable quirks, but this..."

Taylor replied firmly, "We must defend Outpost 7 no matter what."

Although he was so frightened that he wanted to leave immediately, he also understood that there was a hundred-man team of Catachans and Sisters of Battle here. Although their combat effectiveness was far inferior to that of Space Marines, it was still the safest place in the world.

Maybe even safer than the Governor's Mansion!

After all, this is not a real forging world with a complete defense system.

Taylor couldn't leave here because the starport was under strict control of the Imperial Guard.

If he goes back he will be shot by old Tychus.

But just as he was daydreaming, Battle Sister Letlina suddenly said, "I thought you were all dead."

"We've been out of contact here for three days. There's not even a trace of electromagnetic signal from either the scouts or the communicators."

Taylor replied. "How can we possibly send a telegram when we're hiding from those damned Space Marines?"

Letlina turned sideways and looked at Taylor. "Thank you for protecting this place for so long. You are so selfless, brave, and strong. Otherwise, this world would have long since become the property of the Imperial traitors!"

This compliment made Taylor, who was still thinking about escaping and safety, feel embarrassed.

He stumbled over his answer. "No...no!"

The veterans from Class 15 nearby were whispering to each other as if they had seen a ghost.

"Boss is actually shy. It seems that beautiful girls are really..."

Hearing these whispers, Katie suddenly realized that she should learn how to put on makeup.

At least the boss never has such an attitude when facing me!

But Taylor is still the same cowardly, greedy, and lustful guy, and he didn't get carried away by a few words of praise.

He calmed down and began to ask the Sister, "Why did those Space Marines attack this world?"

The nun replied, "According to the reports from the mortal cult officers we captured, they are searching for something here, something that appears to be a divine artifact."

"We have indeed detected high-intensity energy reactions in this world."

Taylor responded immediately. "Okay, that's enough, let's drop this!"

Taylor said this with fear, and mocked himself for being too talkative again and again.

After all, he didn't want to get involved in any cosmic catastrophe or star-destroying event. Any artifact in the Warhammer world was a thing that defied the will of heaven.

No matter what it does, its mere existence is enough to cause bloodshed.

For example, he had heard that the effect of a certain artifact was to summon a great demon once every hundred years, allowing the monster to massacre the entire surface of the planet.

Or it could be a relic of human civilization from the dark technological age, which could accidentally release a high-tech virus powerful enough to wipe out an entire planet.

Even if it is a treasure from an ancient race, such as the Necrons or the Eldar, if you get it, you will be hunted by them for the rest of your life!

Taylor said righteously, "I am an Imperial Guard. My sole responsibility is to protect the safety of this world. As long as it doesn't fall into the hands of the enemy, we will win!"

"For the Emperor!"

Letlina was deeply moved by this. She said, "Loyal man...may you have good fortune in your military career."

In fact, Taylor despised himself in his heart while he was speaking. He clearly just wanted to distance himself from the artifact, so how did it become for this world?

He was disgusted by his own hypocrisy and wanted to vomit!

At the same time, he quickly walked to the strategic map and looked at the enemy's position. After confirming that they would not attack again in a short time, Taylor also made one thing clear.

No matter what, he will not leave this outpost. Don't even mention Space Marines now. Even if the Emperor comes, he will not listen!

There were Death Guards hiding in the forest outside! He didn't want to get his head blasted off while walking.

Now he was only thankful for one thing, that was the Death Guard were not good at attacking, and the traitor who came was not the Night Lord.

(End of this chapter)