This was the first thing Calvin said to Eranti when they were face to face.
What responded to him was the silence of the other party.
Since death is inevitable, Eranti, who has recognized the reality, refuses any interrogation of any nature.
As he thought, in his and their philosophy: no one except the Emperor was qualified to judge them.
"Are you aware of your guilt?" Asking loudly, Calvin picked up Erlanti and dragged her toward the porthole of the bridge like a wisp of rags.
From here, you can clearly see the pollution clouds hundreds of kilometers in diameter formed by the deflagrating flames on the buildings that suffered the first round of strikes.
Black dust and unburned toxic gases are flying wantonly among them.
Just from its scale, we can know how many innocent souls perished in this blow.
"Look at you and your masterpieces. These are the wealth of the emperor, but you are trying to use them in exchange for your own authority."
After throwing Erlanti under the huge bulletproof glass of the porthole, Calvin standing behind him said this.
Eranti stared blankly at the smoke clouds in the distance below her feet, repeatedly asking whether her actions were justice in her inner panic.
Then, obsessed with self-hypnosis and self-impression, he found the final anchor point in his paranoia and thoughts:
"There has never been a victory without bloodshed, and there has never been a success without sacrifice. I do this all for..."
Before he could finish speaking, Erlanti was suddenly kicked out by the furious Calvin. The blood flowing out of his mouth like a waterfall blocked his voice.
But Calvin didn't, and his voice carried the question from his soul to Erlanti:
"Bloodshed and sacrifice? Then why was it not your blood that was shed, and your lives that were sacrificed? I have never seen anyone who can disguise their desire for power so sincerely! Look me straight in the eyes! Do you really dare to say that?
Are you doing this for the empire? For the emperor?"
"I..." he muttered at the corner of his mouth. Under Calvin's torture that penetrated his soul, he finally woke up from the long self-impression.
Facing the wreckage on the surface, it was really difficult for him to convince himself that the plan he and his colleagues were planning was purely for the sake of the empire and humanity.
"Loyalty is not absolute, that is, absolute disloyalty."
Such a motto suddenly flashed through his mind. He raised his head and saw Calvin taking the sword handed over by the gray knight behind him and raising it high at him.
"In the name of the Emperor, accept your judgment, sinner!"
As a sword light passed by, Erlanti's head flew up, and her consciousness fell into permanent darkness.
This sinner who has gone astray in his desire for power for too long finally paid the price for his actions here.
With the end of the battle on the bridge, the command of the Heart of Honor has been completely taken over by the Gray Knights.
The battle in the direction of the engine room went equally smoothly.
Tariq and his team also completed the set combat objectives in a short period of time and drove the malicious warriors out of the periphery of the engine room.
The battle in the direction of the weapons array encountered a little surprise.
After clearing the weapons array of the remaining enemy resistance, Golden's team unexpectedly encountered the enemy at the end of the passage leading to the bow.
The enemy they encountered was Augustine, who had just managed to scrape together a wearable power armor from two malicious warriors.
Frontal combat is different from a prepared surprise attack. The moment he met the Gray Knights, Augustine was suppressed by the hail of bullets and fled in panic.
The unbridled fire suppression and the Terminator's unreasonable surprise charge left Augustine without a chance to speak.
It wasn't until he desperately retreated more than a hundred meters back that the two warring parties had a chance to think about each other's anomalies.
"Huh? Elite malicious warriors? The information says that the sub-group of the World Eaters also has this fighting style?"
Golden subconsciously sensed the unusualness of his opponent, his flexible posture and efficient use of bunkers and blind spots.
The fighting style of the malicious warriors they had seen before cannot be said to be exactly the same, it can only be said to be completely different.
On the other side, Augustine was also panting violently behind a heavy load-bearing wall.
"Bah, bah, bah! What the hell!"
Augustine, whose helmet was blown off, spit out the dust he sucked in.
This brief but intense confrontation left him without the confidence and optimism he had before.
The high tacit understanding of this group of gray knights brought about continuous fire suppression and close combat positions without blind spots, making him completely lose the comfort of breaking into the enemy group alone.
Continuous attempts to change positions to pull positioning loopholes were curbed at the first opportunity.
If he hadn't reacted quickly and sensed the trap behind the opponent's connivance with him, he would have almost blocked his retreat.
He felt that what he was facing was definitely not an ordinary malicious soldier. Even if he had met the veterans of the first company in Baal's home regiment, they never gave him such a sense of powerlessness that he had no chance to reach out.
It was only then that he suddenly remembered the abnormality in the painting of the opponent's armor.
This is not a malicious warrior!
Then the other party's previous cleaning of the weapon array shows that this is another group of Astartes.
And their position is that of friendly forces!
"How stupid!"
He gave himself a gentle slap, and then shouted loudly.
"I surrender!"
Under the gaze of the Gray Knights, Augustine's figure poked his head out from behind the bunker...
The most intense part of the battle on Heart of Honor has finally ended.
The Gray Knights completed their combat objectives. Under the principle of driving first and killing secondarily, they completely occupied and controlled all key parts of the Heart of Honor.
The remaining malicious warriors finally got a precious respite at this time, quietly licking their wounds in a corner of the black ship.
Calvin's communication advantage with other teams is reflected here, which is much higher than normal communication efficiency. After confirming that the occupation was effective for the first time, he used the black ship's broadcast to publicly declare victory to the entire ship.
After announcing the death of Jutus and the Inquisitor, he ordered the surviving malicious warriors to immediately lay down their weapons and accept control in the name of the Holy Hammer Order.
At the same time, all the personnel on the Revenant Redeemer finally breathed a sigh of relief under the feedback of Calvin and others. The weapon arrays that had all entered the firing state also released the sights of the aiming equipment from the locked state. The astral navy in the galaxy began to send rescue troops to the ground under the command of Captain Yule.
Calvin and others on the Heart of Honor, also guided by the information from the Revenant Redeemer, took Augustine, who claimed to be the champion of the Goliath Chapter, to the cell to rescue their company commander Christen.<
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The noisy and lively day finally returned to tranquility after a short and fierce battle.
The chaos aboard Federman 4 has finally returned to order in the empire.