The Emperor’s Angel of Death

Seeing Yarik, Moise showed a surprised expression.

"Ah, political commissar, you are here, I just prepared to let you know that our telephone line was blown up, and that **** radio—"

As he said, he suddenly coughed twice, and a cloud of blood spurted out of his mouth.

A boy who appeared to be twelve or thirteen years old guarding the side immediately picked up the towel.

"no need."

Pushing away the boy's towel, Moiz beckoned to Yarik.

"Political commissar, I can't do it anymore, I want to ask you for something."

"Moiz, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing, but when I took someone to bomb the tank, I was bitten by a bullet."

Arrick stepped forward and lifted a corner of the quilt.

There was a big hole in Moise's abdomen, which was already intestinal puncture, and his right leg was also amputated from below the knee.

"Isn't it unpleasant? I've smelled this smell many times before, the smell of dead people, but I never thought I would smell myself."

"Moise..."

"Commissar, can you promise me one thing."

The man recruited the boy to his side and gently stroked the other's head. The boy just kept his head down and said nothing.

"His name is Jacopo, my son, the political commissar, you know, someone like me who licks blood is not worthy of having a family. He and his mother stayed in seclusion in the middle nest until one day they were killed by one of my enemies. Found..."

The gang leader said, coughing a few more times, his breath gradually weakened.

"Jacob, I'm sorry, I failed to protect your mother... I know you have hated me all these years."

The boy remained silent.

Then, the man turned his gaze to Yarek.

"Committee, if you can, please make Jacopo a glorious and great person like you, or...at least make him an ordinary person, not a mouse in the gutter like me."

Yarek understood that the other party was going to be lonely, but he himself didn't know whether he could survive the war.

But in order to make the old comrades at ease, he nodded and said:

"I understand. I will arrange it. If there is a chance, I will arrange for Jacopo to enter the Zhongsi Academy."

In addition to the children of martyrs recruited by the Ministry of Military Affairs, Zhongsi College also has recommended places for political commissars in service.

"Sir, the pastor is here."

The door was opened, and a pastor walked into a warm but unpleasant room.

Soon, lights were lit around Moise, burning incense into a bowl.

His life is coming to an end.

"Sir, it's time to start."

The priest leaned down, holding the sacred scriptures of the state religion and the sky eagle emblem in his hands.

Moise gasped, squeezing out the last bit of strength, and trembling lips exhaled weak words:

"Praise the name of the emperor of God, because he saved a poor sinner like me...I was once his enemy, far away from God, but he stretched out to me through his spirit because of love. ...Lead me to the **** emperor and teach me this rebellion...open my eyes to see my dying **** emperor, I feel

Thank you for your salvation... Please pity me according to your kindness.....Smear my faults according to your abundance of compassion... Please wash away my faults, and Clean my sins..... I have sinned and done evil before your eyes..."

Gradually, the man’s breathing became faster, but his voice became weaker and weaker.

The priest almost had to put his ear on his face to hear him clearly.

"... God Emperor... Please create a clean heart for me... so that I have a spirit of renewing integrity... Don't abandon me... Don't take me back Your Holy Spirit..... Please keep me the joy of salvation... Please listen to my inferiority plea... with the eternal golden throne...

name....."

With the last gasp, the man lost all his strength and closed his eyes forever.

The priest straightened up immediately, and compared his hands to his chest to make a sky eagle salute.

"Loving God Emperor, we entrust the soul of our servant Moiz to the throne. He has completed the journey of his life. This man has toiled his whole life and left a good example. He has a strong faith and a high morale. He is the enemy of mankind. Fight desperately, please let his soul into the light and happy place

, Listed in the fellowship of all the saints, obey the emperor’s commandments, hold on to the holy way, holy. "

The soldiers of the Wild Dog Gang, the most tenacious soldiers, all cried in sorrow.

Arik's oily and sweaty hand held Moise tightly, and he didn't let go until it was confirmed that he had finally passed away.

For some reason, he felt a blank mind, and felt something being pulled out of his body, torn apart, and floating away.

When he wandered out of the command room, he didn't notice, all the soldiers were saluting him.

At this time, an officer with a bandage on his head hurried over.

"Political commissar Yarek, a section of the city wall has been broken through, and the greenskins are occupying the commanding heights, and they are coming up continuously!"

Arek was stunned for a few seconds, then asked:

"Why don't you fight back."

"Uh..... Several counterattacks were organized, but they all failed. The officers all thought—"

Before he could finish speaking, Yarik had already stepped towards the area where the gunfire was the most intense, and the officer chased him immediately.

He walked all the way along the trenches, with cannonballs constantly exploding above his head, and the mud that was thrown up made him ashamed, but Yarik didn't care.

Now he just feels that he desperately needs some kind of outburst.

When he entered the command post, no one expected him to appear. Whether it was a temporary officer or a gang leader, they looked at the sudden appearance of the political commissar dumbly.

Arek glanced at the crowd, and he didn't say any more nonsense.

"Comrades-in-arms, your commander and boss have died just now, and now I will take his place."

Afterwards, he raised his hand and pointed to a protective wall filled with gunpowder in the distance.

"Now, my first order, retake the lost ground!"

Everyone was stunned, and then looked at each other.

Yarek seemed to have guessed that this would happen, smiled slightly, and said:

"I will take the lead in this charge. Whoever dares to retreat, my blaster will never agree. If I, Yarek, take a step back, any of you can shoot at me."

As he said, he pulled out the blaster from his waist and turned to his adjutant.

"You will guard the battle flag."

"Yes, sir."

Finally, a gang leader wearing a leather jacket with Moxi's dry hair spoke up.

"Political commissar, calm down, now that the enemy is occupying a high place and has deployed heavy firepower, UU reading www.uukanshu.com can't rush up anyway!"

With one taking the lead, others have also spoken.

"Yes, the enemy's firepower is too fierce, or ask for Astarte's support."

"The political commissar can't be impulsive."

Yarek remained unmoved, and pinned two grenades to his waist.

"Political commissar, wait."

At this time, a veteran officer spoke up.

"We will do it again."

Arik shook his head.

"If you really want to sacrifice, then I should be the first."

As he said, he walked out of the command post holding the explosive gun, and the others followed.

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