The Emperor’s Angel of Death - #2153 - Vol 2 Chapter 2108: walk with legend

“Brother Hayes, what are these muscular savages looking like?”

After struggling to move a box more than two meters long to the piled place, Wen Te let out a long breath, then wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, and looked at those sitting around the lit oil barrel, as if they were drinking A Catachan of some sort, frowning and complaining.

“Everyone is so big, don’t you know how to help? This is their thing!”

Hayes raised a finger, then whispered:

“Forget it, how many people do you think they have? It looks like less than two thousand, a regiment usually doesn’t have such a small number of people, they must have suffered a defeat, there is no need to be like them—”

“You wouldn’t say that if you’d been to **** in Badab.”

In the shadows, a cold voice sounded, startling the two of them.

Hayes looked over carefully, and found that there was actually a person sitting in a pile of crates, with his back to the two of them. He looked far less strong than the other Catachan savages. He was wearing a dark green vest and military uniform. Trousers, a small crew cut, a broad and strong back.

Afterwards, the man raised a hand, and the two of them suddenly discovered that there was a finger bone in the man’s hand, but the thickness was not like that of a normal human being at all. Basically, only Ogryn or Astartes would know it. With such thick fingers, the man held a short knife in his other hand, as if he was carving something on the finger bone. After looking at it for a while, he continued his work in the dark.

“Badab?”

Hayes said the name suspiciously. For some reason, he felt that this mysterious Catachan had a different aura from other Catachans, like a cold obsidian hidden in a pile of magma.

“Hasn’t it been taken there long ago? Are you from Badab? What happened there?”

“what happened.”

The Catachan’s voice was cold, but he didn’t seem to mind that the two were not members of the group’s audience.

“Normally, it’s a veritable **** for the common man, the bombing has scalded every ounce of dirt in there, and the enemies are lunatics who want to die rather than live, pointing their machine guns behind their lines , they fire when someone goes over but that’s child’s play compared to the underground, those underground passages are 10,000 times more complicated than this little ball of mud, whenever we attack, they have countless traps, every stone in there It may all be turned into a demon, every breath may bring a twisted and mutated end, when you are sleepy, the demon will whisper and sing in your ear, lure you into hell, and there are countless The underground fortresses, the bunkers layer upon layer, and even the interstellar warriors who fell into chaos buried themselves in the mud, just to ambush a group of passing soldiers.”

Hayes swallowed, it was indeed not the battlefield he could have imagined.

“We lost the 722nd regiment in the first week of the offensive, with less than two hundred men left. The survivors were merged into the 31st regiment. After the 31st regiment had less than three hundred men left, they all eventually became part of the 2nd regiment. Partly, the war becomes a simple matter of attrition, but it won’t be long before such a problem resurfaces on this ball of mud, and I can already smell the stench of the Warp in the air.”

“Uh, you mean, it’s going to be the same as Badab here?”

Hayes looked very cautious. He even doubted whether this guy was a Catachan, because the other party’s words were too calm and cruel, and he didn’t have the ostentatious style of other Catachans.

“Of course, if you ask your officer, he will tell you that the war here is to win, which is correct, but if you are ignorant of everything that is going on outside, you cannot understand the nature of this war for you. It’s actually a matter of survival.”

“Outside. It should be the battle of the navy outside. We just need to guard here. It should be very safe here.”

“What does security mean to you? The biggest flaw of most Guardsmen is that they like to deceive themselves and others. You’d better forget about those illusions that are enough to kill the general. You make things too easy. Astartes commanders don’t Putting a motionless ball of mud on the battlefield for no reason is not a sight worth taking a chance on, they let heretics come to this ball of mud, and at this point the heretics just want to kill everyone , the reason is very simple, they are born for this, nothing more, so think about your real task, in fact, it is just to survive.”

“Marbo, you’re scaring these meatheads again.”

A rough voice sounded, and Hayes turned his head to see a strong, one-eyed Catachan approaching, with a terrifying scar on his head that nearly ripped his entire face off his skull.

Hayes also had some impressions of this person. He once saw the other party play a heavy bomber that Habri had to lift with both hands as a dumbbell with one hand, which once made him wonder if this person was a space warrior without armor.

Hearing this person’s voice, the Catachan man named Marbo paused for a moment, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense. Hayes and Winter changed positions uneasily, as if suddenly uncomfortable, and considered whether to leave.

Then, the man who had been turning his back to them turned his head slightly, his rigid face seemed to be carved out of rock from the side, and then a meaningful smile appeared on the corners of his lips, and he spoke again.

“Huck, I didn’t frighten them. I just told them what they should know.”

“Ha, when did you become so careless? You can’t fart a single thing on weekdays.”

“His hair.”

Marbo pointed at Hayes with a knife. Hayes took off his helmet because it was too hot to carry things.

Huck looked at Hayes’ head, then nodded suddenly.

“Oh, I remember you said that thirteen is your lucky number. I said why do you care so much about these two meat heads? Hey, this guy’s hairstyle is very interesting. I will do it some other day.”

Hayes and the question stood there awkwardly, then Hayes coughed lightly and said:

“If it’s okay, then… let’s go first.”

“etc.”

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“I’ve told you so much, but you didn’t even introduce your own name?”

“Ah, my name is Hayes, and his name is Winter.”

“Hayes, well, I’ve got enough baggage in my head, but I don’t mind learning about things that might be written on the tombstone. Do you want me to remember your name? If you survive , just tell me one more time, and then maybe it’s just worth knowing.”

The tone of the other party made Hayes very uncomfortable, as if he was going to die, so he retorted:

“What about your name? Perhaps I can also remember the names of the heroic sacrifices written in the expedition manual.”

Huck laughed suddenly, and then Marbo smiled too, but he replied:

“My name is Marble, Sly Marble.”

(end of this chapter)