"Yes, he was wrong, so I'll tell you what the person who was let go is like."
As he said that, Bahram raised the data board.
"She is Susanna, 27 years old, and her parents are both miners. When she was 19, she died of a mine accident. She married her husband at the age of 20. She was a fisherman named Marvin. She had a daughter pregnant but died of illness at the age of three. A year later, her husband lost an arm because she wanted to catch a valuable ornamental fish poisonous eel crocodile in the upper floor of the nest. After losing all his money, he was taken away by a tax collector because he had no money to pay fishing tax and was taken away by a tax collector. After that, there were no records since then, but there were sporadic records on the sheriff. Marvin became a drunk, and Susanna sometimes had to be a secret prostitute in order to support her family."
After Bahram said, everyone was silent.
Scandaling at everyone, he smiled bitterly and threw the data board onto the ammunition box beside him.
"Look, just a few lines of words are a helpless and tragic life."
As he said that, Bahram jumped out of the ammunition box, walked past Boban Haas, and said in a deep voice toward the recruits:
"Then I'll ask again now. Do you think Haas is wrong now?"
The recruits looked at me, and I looked at you, but no one answered for a while.
Bahram turned around and looked at Boban Haas.
"Has, you said, are you wrong?"
Haas pursed his lips and remained silent for a moment, then whispered:
"Report to the sir! I was wrong!"
A smile appeared on Bahram's face, nodded, and turned to everyone.
"Yes, Haas was wrong. He made a mistake that a soldier, a soldier, or an Astat could not make! We are the will to final judgment, the angel of punishment for death, and the weapon to unswervingly execute orders and missions! I believe someone must have told you that when the sword falls, no matter whether it is an alien or a child below, there should be no hesitation! Because we are just a knife! What I am facing is the most terrifying enemy in the Galaxy, any slight slack of slack will cause catastrophic consequences! It even endangers the survival of hundreds of millions of people!"
He paused for a moment, his eyes no longer limited to the new recruits, but also the veterans.
"But, however, there will always be something holding our knife at the critical moment. Some people think it is a mission, some people think it is a vow, some people think it is loyal, and some people think it is discipline... But I think it is actually a kind of thing, something that we had when we were as fragile as ants before we became Astartes. It is called human nature."
Bahram then patted Haas on the shoulder lightly.
"He made a mistake that he shouldn't have made in all his identities, but he did not make the mistake of being a person!"
As he said that, Bahram's tone suddenly became a little heavy, and the dead faces of the hungry people still lingered in his mind.
“Sometimes, as a member of Astart, we have to do things that may disgust ourselves in other situations, and we often face moral difficulties. Instructor Thor once taught me that even if the killing is right, we must be uneasy.”
At this time, Li Lin suddenly spoke.
“Isn’t this very hypocritical?”
Bahram nodded.
"Yes, this is hypocritical, but such hypocrisy allows us to hold our own knife at all times without sliding into the abyss where only blood and pain are left."
After saying that, he clapped his hands.
"Has, but you still have to accept disciplinary punishment."
"Yes, I accept it, sir!"
"In the coming year, you will take off your armor and take charge of the company's logistics with the team minions, and all your treatment will be equivalent to that of the minions."
This was a very severe punishment, but Haas still stood up straight and looked straight.
"Yes, sir!"
"By the way, there's something else."
Bahram recruited a servant and then took out a piece of parchment with the symbol of the state religion from him.
"I decided to tell you that the poor woman named Susanna, the ending she got was... After the nun checked, she and the child in her womb were not contaminated by the power of chaos. After that, she would give birth to the child under the care of the church, but she would also do lifelong hard labor in the monastery farmland to atone for the sake of betraying the emperor's faith, and her child would also be sent to a distant church maintenance home, where he would become an orphan and never know who his parents were. When he grew up, he would be a priest who would serve the emperor for the rest of his life."
After saying that, he rolled up the parchment paper and stuffed it into Haas's armed belt.
"The ending is not a happy one, but it is already the best result you have won for them with just a little effort, and it may still make you feel guilty."
Haas lowered his head slightly, his eyes as Bahram said, with guilt.
He smiled and patted the recruit on the shoulder.
"Then let's become a better warrior with such guilt. A year later, I hope to see a better you on the battlefield."
"Yes, sir! I will!"
Bahram nodded, looked at the team and whispered:
"Dissolve!"
When the recruits dispersed, Sabrin came to Bahram with a heavy expression.
"I don't object to your decision, but... this will increase the psychological burden on the soldiers."
Bahram sighed lightly, raised his head and looked at the gradually clear night sky. The black smoke from the dead burned by the dead had gradually dissipated, just like their insignificant life.
"A little burden in my heart is not necessarily a bad thing. If the soul is too light, it will float to the distance that cannot be reached."
"I think sometimes you have too much burden in your heart. Even though you are not old, you speak like an old man."
"Is that right? A few days ago, I went home, and I had not become a soldier's home... Actually, I always had the opportunity to go back, but I dared not. It was not until then that I mustered up the courage. However, when I pushed open the door of the old cottage, there was no one inside. Actually, I knew it very early that my parents had passed away and my sisters were married."
As he said that, he smiled bitterly.
"I don't know what I want to go back to find, but the furnishings of the house are exactly the same as when I went back, without any change. Even the furniture has been repaired for countless times but has not been replaced... The commander of the war team said that he had long said hello to the local officials to treat the soldiers' families well. I also knew that their parents' lives should not be too bad. They did this to wait for me. When I returned home, I was afraid that I would forget the appearance of my home. I climbed into my own small bedroom, and it was the same as when I left that night. I found the letters left to me by my parents and sister in the box by the bedside. Every year they wrote to me, writing to the last moment of their lives, but they did not send them out, and there was no letter."
Bahram suddenly rubbed his face, and Sabrin vaguely saw some tears in the corners of his eyes.
"Ha, I'm not afraid of you making jokes. I cried for an hour that day while holding that box, and I even regretted my decision. If maybe this is why I will never be an excellent champion like Robin."
Sabrin patted his shoulder.
"To borrow your words, then be a better warrior with such guilt."
At this moment, a servant came hurriedly.
"Sir, the fleet is in urgent need of electricity."
Bahram took it and glanced, then handed it to Sabrin. When the other party looked at it, he suddenly said:
"Oh, the leader of the battle is back!? Didn't he say that there was something important about him going to the mountain formation of Empire Fist? Why is it so fast?"
Chapter completed!