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Chapter 1945 Pure Weapons

"So, are you afraid of sacrifice?"
This time, Soshiyang was a little angry, and he repeatedly gave in, but the other party was still so aggressive, so he retorted:
"Oh? If you don't care about sacrifice, then why not fight to the end? Didn't you retreat in the end?"
"If Huron can be eliminated, then I will do whatever I can even pay for the entire battle group! Because we are born for this, our value is war and revenge, our existence is for death. No matter how many years we wander in the void, no matter what difficulties we suffer, we have never forgotten the oath ten thousand years ago. Our equipment can be very poor, and our number can be very small. But Soshiyan, do you still remember what oath is? I will face the enemy of the Emperor without fear and hesitation, just because He has given me life and strength, and I will sacrifice for Him for as much benefit as possible, that is,
If I can only push His cause in the slightest, then I will think that my short life is worth it. I will do my duty. What else can I ask for? So, do you understand why we came? Because there is war here, or is it a war that we have not finished, or do you think we are coming for you? Honor, shame? None of these are worth mentioning. I don’t even care what happened in the past. The so-called glory itself is the trap of vanity. We plunder and we harvest, just to kill and fight better, not to make ourselves look like a fat warlord.”
Taborus's words hit Soshyan like bombs, and when he put down his arm, he had turned around.
"Soshyan, you are smart enough and powerful enough, your battle group is so bright and beautiful, your allies are so many, but you have too many considerations, I cannot judge how much of your considerations are out of public interest and how many are out of selfishness. Only you and the Emperor know these issues, and all your actions are under His scrutiny, but at least this time, I am very disappointed with you."
After saying that, he stepped out toward the gate, and other human-eating sharks followed closely.
Watching the other party leave, Soshiyang slowly closed his eyes and sat back on the huge throne.
He did not agree with Teborus's words, but he could not find a reason to refute them.
If Teborus was a rude man, he could just laugh it off.
If Teborus was an ignorant person, he would not care about the other person's words.
If Teborus was a man with ulterior motives, he would be able to fight back immediately.
But neither of the other party—
He realized that Teborus was a pure man, a superb space warrior, and a person that Soshiyan could hardly evaluate.
Do you have selfish thoughts on your own?
Soshyan thought he hadn't. All his decisions were to better implement the interests of the empire. Killing Huron was not the best solution. However, in front of a pure Space Marine, this explanation was so quibbling.
Yes, Space Marines should not consider these things at all. They just need to kill and revenge, blood to fight blood to teeth, and obedience is just a side product in this process.
Moreover, Soshiyan really cares about the casualties of the warriors. When he saw the casualties, he even felt a little disgusted with the expedition. If he had not been appointed as the commander of the damn Supreme Lord, then these warriors might not have died. However, he ignored that the life of the space warriors itself is a fast journey to death. Fighting is their obligation, and death is also their obligation.
This is why he thinks that Teborus is a pure Astate, because he does implement the essence of Astate.
So, are you selfish in your own considerations?
perhaps--
It really is, but I don't want to admit it.
After a long time, he opened his eyes, squeezed out a reluctant smile, and said:
"It's okay, everyone go and do it, don't worry about them."
With the messy footsteps, everyone left the hall, leaving only Mark and the others.
"You guys go and prepare, too."
Perhaps sensing the fatigue in Soshiyan's voice, Mark nodded and left the hall with the guard.
Soon, the lights dimmed, leaving only Soshiyang sitting quietly in the darkness.
Gradually, an unprecedented sense of loneliness surrounded him. Although he had so many comrades, brothers and friends, Soshiyan found that he could not say anything in his heart to anyone. He now wanted someone to listen to his own defense and confide.
He even wondered what would his seniors or peers think of him if any of his secrets were exposed?
Soshiyang looked at the empty hall, as if looking for something.
Veronica and Talos, only these two people could make him say something in his heart without any scruples, but they were not around.
All strength and abundance seemed to be illusions, and many terrible secrets made him breathless. The duty of the expedition was just an inconspicuous stone on this mountain. Even the stronger he was, the more uneasy he became. The large number of warriors awakened the gray grafts, which was like a hand holding his nerves. He seemed to have a lot, but in fact he was almost nothing - all of them were gifts, and gifts must have a price, which is irrefutable.
Leaning his head back, the hard metal throne was so cold that Soshiyan had no use at all the joy of victory, and he was even a little overwhelmed.
When you are alone, all kinds of strange thoughts will arise. Perhaps when something can no longer be hidden, everyone will leave him. Thinking of this way, it seems that it is not so bad to hand over your destiny to others. At least he no longer needs to continue to bear the dilemma when this possibility occurs.
Soshiyang closed his eyes and then smiled inexplicably. It was a slightly nervous smile. He didn't even know why he was laughing, and what he was laughing at.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! However, time and reality do not allow him to meditate for too long, and there are too many things waiting for him to deal with.
The first is the post-war cleanup. This time the Red Pirates learned their lessons and basically all the warships that they could not take away were sunk (exploded). Even if the main body was not completely destroyed, the workload of repairing was almost the same as rebuilding a ship due to the devastating destruction of the reactor and the engine. Therefore, the capture of the warship was basically equivalent to nothing. As for those dead space warriors, they could only recover some armored parts and a few weapons that were not so distorted and corroded, and most of them had to be destroyed.
As for the genetic seeds of the Red Pirates, even if they are thrown away the obvious mutation and corruption, less than one-third of the recycling seeds are left, it is still a terrible project. Due to the complex components and various possible mutations and pollution, even if you add several groups of pharmacists, it will be a workload for several years. (At least, according to the official statement, checking genetic seeds is a very troublesome manual work)
Moreover, because the genetic data of some startup groups is very confidential, pharmacists also lack comparison standards and cannot determine whether this type of seed is mutated or contaminated. They are mainly concentrated in the rebellious legions of the Word Bearer, the Midnight Lord and the Iron Warrior.
The seed of the Midnight Lord Soshiyan can be handed over to Valier for identification in private, but there is no other way. He can only seal it up and hand it over to the biological sages of the Mechanical Cult for long-term inspection. After all, the pharmacists also have their own jobs.
Later, Soshiyan ordered the wreckage of a destroyed cruiser of the Red Pirates, welded and cast it into a huge space platform, and recast the armor and weapons of the Red Pirates' Death Chaos Space Marines into a monument, five hundred meters high and forty meters wide, with a total of five seats. They were densely engraved with the names or code names of all the dead Space Marines, technical priests, as well as crew members, technicians, state warriors, fighter pilots and escorts.
Some people think that the crew, pilots and escorts are just simple living tools, and their names are just a string of simple numerical codes, and there is no need to be engraved with the Space Marines, and Soshiyan's answer is a line of text on the monument-
Chapter completed!
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