The Emperor’s Angel of Death

In the dark web, a mottled warship is gliding. It used to be a cruiser that belonged to the Word Bearers Legion, named Eternal Disintegration, but now it belongs to a new owner and has a new name——

Sophist No.

Although the interior of the battleship was brightly lit, in a conference room attached to the bridge, everything looked gloomy and gloomy.

The light sinks into the black and non-reflective walls, floors and ceilings as if it had never been seen before, and even the Space Marines, who fill a lot of space with their huge volumes, offer little relief or light, their armors are just Adds a sense of oppression to the atmosphere.

The only thing that shines is the right shoulder armor of each Space Marine, which shows a three-headed serpent with its head held high and breathing.

Silence stood out like a shadow, and the Space Marines stood or seated in perfect silence, neither ignoring each other nor communicating with each other, and even comrades seemed to be constantly vigilant, but never threatening or threatening. lightly.

The atmosphere was filled with deep respect, but there were also signs of suspicion and cynicism.

This is the culture of the Alpha Legion. From the beginning of the Great Crusade, they have always been shrouded in fog, and even those who know them best dare not pretend to know their most basic structure.

After the Great Rebellion, the Alpha Legion was torn apart, and everyone ran for their own goals, but there were always some leaders who were able to gather their own followers through their own personal charisma and unite these mysterious warriors with powerful oaths.

But even so, commanding a group of alpha warriors is still one of the toughest challenges a ruler can face in this life, and it doesn't just mean that he has to keep an eye on whether his men are still the same people -- it's just The easiest part,

The confusion of ideology and ideology among the Alpha factions must also be resolved, and care must be taken to interpret the deep-seated and fundamental conflict of ideas between "fight for the Emperor" and "fight for the Legion".

This situation is also closely related to the culture of the Alpha Legion era. Compared with other legions, the Alpha Legion has a very special and even strange command method. While most legions emphasize discipline and the distinction between upper and lower classes, Alpha is the opposite. Do it.

Each unit in the Corps is required to be a self-motivated and self-governing "cell" that requires no external orders, and they are also expected to be able to act in any favorable way according to their own perceptions, and in more Play your part in a broad battle plan.

The warriors of the Alpha Legion emphasize the unity of autonomous passive command and initiative, so compared to any other Astartes, the Alpha Legion exhibits battlefield coordination and responsiveness to changing environments. Even better, the commanders of the Alpha Legion have almost never been seen leading their warriors as champions or warlords as traditional Astartes officers, as if they had no desire for personal honor, nor did they Instead of craving the sublime experience of fighting the enemy with determination and determination, they are used to watching the battle from the sidelines, observing the movement patterns of the troops and how they let the enemy's blood spill on the spot.

In this case, the Alpha Legion grassroots commanders have a very high degree of freedom, and they can even carry out tasks only according to their own understanding, rather than completely following the orders of their superiors.

This model is good and bad. The good thing is that Alpha will not be defeated because the command layer is attacked, and it can better adapt to emergencies.

The bad thing is that once the legion organization completely collapses, the legion will become more broken than all legions.

Therefore, in the early days of the Great Heresy, many conflicting ideas circulated within the Alpha Legion, although under the coordination of the Primarch, these different ideas fell into a general harmony - after all, they were still the Immortal Emperor at that time. 's loyal servant.

But after the Primarch "died", these ideas eventually evolved into disagreement or conflict, and the division of the Legion was inevitable.

In such a complex situation, a comical situation arises where, for an alpha warrior, finding out why you fight becomes life's greatest challenge: victory and defeat, loyalty and heresy can be confused, or divided. into countless aspects.

After all, what happens when the meaning of duty is suddenly questioned by competing visions?

As a result, many Alpha warriors were lost in the long-term battle, forgetting that the target was only acting as a simple war machine, but some people were not reconciled to this situation——

Philo Rhone sat silently on the floor in the corner of the room, barely noticed by anyone else, folded his muscular arms over his knees, letting his hood drop over his face.

He was the only Space Marine in the room who chose not to wear the suit to the meeting, wearing a simple black smock instead that hung loosely around him.

Philo Rhona's hood is made from the shroud of a certain state saint, given to him by his mentor as a form of self-restraint after he truly became a qualified alpha warrior symbols of.

The roughness of the fabric against Philo Rhone's skin reassured him, keeping his mind grounded and focused.

Another reason for this was because he was a psionicist—or might be called a wizard.

His mentor was also a think tank of the former Legion. He used to wander around various warbands as a mercenary, and then died in a conflict with the Demon Prince. After that, he also became a wanderer. People convened and joined this war gang called the Remover.

As an Alpha, it is difficult for Philo Rhona himself to say how deeply he has feelings for his mentor, but in his memory, it was the mentor who picked him up from the **** heap in the slum.

So since the death of the mentor, his hood has always been on his head, and he has never even worn the well-crafted Librarian helmet that was awarded to him according to rank and status. Even if he wears armor all over, his head will be exposed to harsh conditions. In the surrounding environment, his face is also hidden in the shadow of the shroud~www.wuxiaspot.com~ casting those unfathomable dark eyes into deep shadows.

He didn't even like to wear his armor, because he suspected that the armor's machine soul didn't like him in front of him.

So Philo Rhona would take off his armor when he was not fighting. He could not find peace in that ancient war will, and only constantly sought balance in his heart.

After an unknown amount of time, on the other side of the conference room, a door opened with the click of a door, revealing the silhouette of another Space Marine.

He was standing dramatically in the bright light, but Philo Rhone didn't look up, he already knew who it was.

The other Space Marines in the room noticed this, and waited silently for the speech of the great Assault Commander, convincing only because the other was a true legend—

Occam the Untruth, Raid Commander of the Unnamed.

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