Hearing that the meat-torcher was looking for the person in charge, Hays hurried over and saluted.
"Haes Bartori, commander of the 3rd Company, 2nd Battalion, 73rd Regiment of the 13th Division of Kermansha, pays tribute to the Lord!"
The other party lowered his head, stared at Hayes with scarlet eyepieces, and after a moment, he said in a deep voice:
"It's done well, and it blocked this trouble in time."
Then he pointed at the executioner's body.
"Use a few cars to drag this thing to the gap and use it to hold it for a while."
"yes!"
Hayes immediately used Chimera from the communicator to "drag the corpse", and then the Space Marine said:
"You guys clean up and prepare to evacuate the position."
Hayes was stunned for a moment and asked instinctively:
"What..."
"If you want to evacuate, you can evacuate."
The Space Marine's voice had begun to feel irritable. Perhaps it would be torture for him to say one word to a mortal, but he added a few seconds later.
"The frontier positions are going to be abandoned, and the troops and ammunition are insufficient, so they must shrink."
After saying that, the flesh-torming man turned around and walked towards the militia commander step by step.
"Heaven... Lord Angel..."
The person who teared the flesh was famous for his reputation, especially among the militia. The regiment commander was naturally afraid of his legs trembling, but the other party almost made him sit on the ground after the words.
"Cowardly, dereliction of duty, deserter, you and your people are cowards and pigs."
The low voice of the Space Marine sounded like the death-induced demon sound of the god of death to the people around him.
"You will be deprived of all your weapons, take explosives and grenades, and be loyal to the throne in exchange for redemption."
Suicide assault, this word popped up in everyone's mind. This is also the most common punishment for cowards by Space Marines, but it is rarely based on the entire regiment.
The militia commander knelt on the ground, held it with both hands, and said crying:
"Sir Angel! We have done our best! We will make up for our mistakes in the future. Please forgive us this time with compassion!"
When the militia commander begged for mercy, some militiamen saw that the situation was not good and quietly tried to scatter, but as the roar of their low roar and the roar of their jet packs, screams rang out.
"Look, look at these cowards, you are wasting precious oxygen when you are alive."
The behavior of a few people fled aggravated the anger of the veteran of the flesh-torcher. He looked at the bodies of the corpses that were broken by his soldiers and stepped softly on the ground. He held the chainsaw battle axe tightly and hung it on the head of the terrified militia commander.
"Don't challenge my patience anymore..."
"grown ups!"
Suddenly, a voice rang behind the veteran of the Tearman, but he did not look back, just said something.
"What's up."
"The 346th Militia Regiment has done everything they can do! I witnessed with my own eyes that they are by no means cowards! Their only weapons cannot be used against the super heavy Tyron unit, which is inevitable, but even so, they still hold on the position for three minutes until I lead the reinforcements!"
The flesh-torcher turned around silently, but he still held his weapon tightly, with an angry guttural sound when he opened his mouth.
"Are you defending them...?"
Hayes stood up straight and raised his head slightly. In fact, he was still a little scared before speaking, but at this time, his heart was empty and all he thought was to be worthy of his conscience.
"yes!"
His voice was loud and powerful, and even attracted the eyes of other flesh-torn ones.
"So, you mean, I wronged them?"
This was already a very dangerous question. Hayes even heard the crunching sound of the metal handle of the chainsaw axe with his armour tightly. He knew that he was just a small officer. Even if the other party chopped him with an axe, the battle group might not be able to say anything. Astart naturally held the power of life and death of mortals. Any behavior they regarded as an insult can kill any mortal without hesitation.
Even the people brought by Hays looked at him nervously, afraid that their commander would say the wrong thing.
"You just came in a hurry and didn't see the situation of their previous battle!"
"I just need to see the result! Soldier! Your overwhelming sympathy is also a kind of weakness! Return to your army! Otherwise I wouldn't mind temporarily promoting a company commander, recognized by the Battle Brotherhood of the Star Knights!"
"Sir! This is not a flood of sympathy! I cannot hide what I see and hear! They are brave and use simple weapons to fight against the most brutal alien enemies. If they are consumed like this, we will lose a large number of experienced warriors. The battle is not over yet. This is inappropriate, Sir! I am willing to use my life as a guarantee!"
"ensure?"
A shriveled laughter came from under the helmet, but there was no smile at all. To Hayes, it sounded more like a roar from a man-eating beast.
"What can you guarantee as a company commander? What value is your life?"
"For all of us will eventually be on the throne, and then all judgments will be fair."
Hayes faced the scarlet eyepiece fearlessly and the stern gaze behind the eyepiece. At this moment, there was silence around him. Many people were stunned by Hayes' actions. After all, it was unimaginable to publicly refute an angel.
After a while, the meat-torker nodded.
"Okay, then let the throne witness the last time."
After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the landing Thunder Eagle, and the other flesh-torners followed, just like they came so suddenly, and the Space Marine left very suddenly.
Until Thunder Eagle took off, Hayes breathed a sigh of relief and almost fell down. His back was completely wet with sweat and his face was covered with sweat.
"Sir Hayes, no! Brother Hayes!"
The militia commander Parru hurried over to support Hayes, then took out a handkerchief and helped the other party wipe his face.
"Thank you, thank you really for this time. We all remember your great kindness for the rest of our lives!"
At this time, a sharp roar suddenly sounded in the sky, and then dozens of raiders rushed to the battlefield from a low altitude and dropped a series of bombs. Then, in the roar, the blazing flames rose and turned into a wall of fire.
Seeing this scene, Hayes realized that the Space Marine was right, so he pushed the other party away.
"Come your people quickly and you're going to withdraw soon. Now you have started to arrange blocking lines. Maybe the shelling will cover this area soon!"
"Oh oh oh!"
Seeing the other party hurrying to call someone, Hays hurriedly reached out to greet him.
"I'll call a few trucks to come. You can gather people first and collect guns and ammunition first. If you can't bring other weapons, don't bring them!"
Soon Hayes also returned to the troops and began to arrange evacuation. Due to the continuous air strikes and large-scale thrown incendiary bombs, Tyron's offensive stopped, but Hayes knew that the time would not be too long, and their evacuation window period was up to twenty minutes.
Chapter completed!