Besey stayed here obviously to provide cover for Sabrin, but he himself was obviously out of the cover, and the surroundings were filled with aliens, and the retreating soldiers were already too far away from him.
"Baysay! Retreat, damn."
"receive!"
Hearing Sabrin's order, he moved at an astonishing speed in the Kentka Terminator Baysey, drew a huge arc in the air with a chainsaw halberd, knocked two space undead to the ground, then turned around and sprinted, and stabbed three times in a row, and several metal corpses fell at the feet of the descendants of the Eighth Legion.
But suddenly something rushed out of the cave dug out by the mother spider. It was a monster composed of three-legged and four-armed, with the same speed as a predator.
It broke through the ruins and slammed into Besay, knocking him to the ground.
The expeller, the most difficult enemy Sabrin has ever seen, seems to have an extremely large number of expellers in this Necrotic Dynasty, which is much more than the Laisha Dynasty I have seen before.
"Baysy!"
Sabrin immediately roared and rushed towards his comrades. The enemies gathered very tightly, but the chainsaw halberd he waved straight through them. Besse was also fighting fiercely with the monster. But the fallen Terminator was very clumsy. He could only use the claws of the end of the world to constantly beat the opponent's chest and abdomen, while the opponent used the long claws like daggers and the giant phase blade to tear Besse's Kentka Terminator armor.
The body and eye sockets of the wild scorpion expeller were flashing with a terrible green glow of gallbladder, with hatred for all life.
"Go to die!"
Suddenly, Besai threw away his weapon and grabbed the opponent's sharp claws, and then stabbed his tearing claws deeply into the enemy's flanks with his backhand.
The expeller raised his head and howled, and the giant blade slashed down hard, directly through the front breastplate of the Terminator. A painful roar also came from Besse's helmet. His armor was completely torn apart, and blood was pouring out from the cracks of the armor - but he raised his hand and punched the monster's face. The expeller's entire mask was sunk, and sparks burst out from his eyes, which made it shrink.
Taking advantage of the opportunity of the opponent's shaking, Besai took the opportunity to lift his knees, and the expeller's body suddenly flipped and tilted to the side like a ragdoll. However, its four-legged structure gave it extraordinary stability. Just as he turned around, the phase blade in his hand suddenly slashed downwards-
"No!"
Sabrin roared angrily, and the chainsaw halberd in his hand pierced into the expeller's back. The blow made it stagger and howl and try to scratch the wound, but the damn thing still doesn't want to fall.
Its waist came with a 180° choice, and the giant blade on its arm swayed towards Sabrin, and the broken skull screamed meaninglessly.
Sabrin pulled out the battle halberd to block it, but the huge force and fatigue caused by the long battle made him fall on the ground like Besse, feeling dizzy.
In a blur, he saw the expeller dragging his body and thrust his arms high to smash his head.
Then a shadow enveloped their heads, and the huge figure swooped down, grabbing the expeller's head with its flashing claws. The monster was pulled to the side. The company pharmacist carrying a jet bag and wearing white armor dragged it and put it down. Then a plasma completely shattered the expeller's head.
Then, with a loud bang, the body of the expeller was heavily thrown to the ground.
Sabrin immediately grabbed the spear, but the filthy sky above the Legal Department was torn apart by the hot spear falling from the sky. The enemy's aircraft came again, and their devastating energy was released in a deafening roar. The remaining artillery positions in the fortress of the Legal Department were blown up everywhere, and the artillerymen flew flesh and blood.
The dust raised by these explosions obscured the battlefield, and then the deep, loud and neat footsteps of the alien seemed to gather into an elegy.
"Sablin, it's time to leave!"
Despite repeated urging by the pharmacist, Sabrin's eyes were staring at Besay.
His brother and comrades lay quietly, his helmet being pulled from his head, revealing a terrible wound, but the real fatal injury came from his almost cut chest, as well as his left arm and left calf that was slashed down when the expeller phase blade was cut.
Gasping, Besse's hollow dark eyes stared at Sabrin dumbly, his face as white as a corpse, and semi-formed words emerged from his bloody lips.
"Baysy."
Sabrin squatted down despite the warning from the server and wiped away the blood from the other person's cheek.
The pharmacist next to him squatted down and the cutter on his arm began to sizzle.
"Baisay, I have to recycle your genetic seeds, and the Legion's blood will continue until we all return to the shadow of the Night King, where we will meet you."
Sabrin felt a hand fall on his shoulder, the pharmacist Fernqui.
"Sablin, there's not much time left, I'm going to speed up the movement, otherwise the gene seeds of Besse may be lost."
These words don't bring much comfort, because they are spoken in a sound that sounds like a whisper of death.
Sabrin was silent for a while, and the sound of fighting in the distance had stopped, leaving only the groans of the wounded and the heavy echo of the necromancers as they walked.
Finally, he hissed:
"Baysey is our good brother, and whether he sacrifices should be his own choice."
The pharmacist immediately understood what Sabrin meant and said erroneously:
"Sablin, I understand your mood. Besse is also my good brother, but he deserves a better ending."
Sabrin sighed, trembling in his voice.
"He is indeed worth it, we all deserve it, but reality is often cruel, and we must find comfort as much as possible... You must know that the dead will not be forgotten for too long, while the living will be respected, and his deeds will be frozen in the static force field, which is enough."
Tears sting Sablin's eyes, and he bent down for the last time, holding Besse's hand tightly.
"Brother, are you willing to continue fighting side by side with us, continue to carry our cursed bloodlines, and continue to serve humanity and our benefactors as always? Until the sons of the Night are truly ready to cross the final threshold and embrace our light?"
For a moment, he thought that the breath of the living had dissipated from Besay's face, but his eyes flashed with the light of life again. Sabrin felt Besay suddenly shook his hand hard, and... maybe this was just his imagination. Besay seemed to nod, as if he was agreeing to his destiny.
"Thank you, we will continue to fight side by side in the future, Besse."
After Sabrin said that, he let go of his comrade-in-arms' hands, and the pharmacist nodded when he saw this.
"Well, I will do my best to continue Besse's life, but due to the lack of drugs and professional equipment, it will not take too long, no more than 36 hours... Unless we can transfer Besse away and put him into the static field, we can then be implanted in the subsequent fearless mecha."