[You drive the dark green power armor and walk towards a looters anti-gravity sailboat that looks like a diamond.]
[Before you get close, you can see it through the helmet visor.]
[One by one, naked men, women, old and young were pierced through their fragile bodies by sharp iron hooks that flashed with cold light, and were directly hung on the outside of the ship.]
[You then called a dark angel following behind you to step forward.]
[You begin to carefully rescue the human civilians captured by the Dark Eldar.]
[However, the Dark Eldar have always been cruel and unscrupulous in their abuse, and the sun and wind drying in the desolate environment. ]
[Almost all human civilians have been turned into cold and stiff corpses.]
[In the end, out of the fifty or so human civilians, only three were barely rescued by you.]
[Moreover, if they do not receive the necessary medical treatment, it will be difficult for them to survive in this desolate environment with a huge temperature difference between day and night.]
[You stare down at the mass grave you just dug, where a little boy and girl are holding hands tightly together as they die.]
[Your teeth creaked in your tightly closed mouth.]
[You once again feel hatred and anger towards the alien races, especially the Dark Eldar.]
[At this moment, the Dark Angel veteran standing next to you seems to see through your inner thoughts. ]
[But the silent opponent did not say anything to comfort you. He just raised his ceramic steel palm and gently patted your heavy shoulder armor. ]
[You can't help but tighten your grip on the hilt of the Broad Power Sword. ]
[You drove the power armor and found the Dark Angel veteran sergeant who temporarily relieved Asmodai of his command.]
[You ask the new captain in a low voice how to place the three surviving human civilians.]
[You stared at the old soldier, temporarily ignoring the crazy laughter that Asmodai subconsciously let out beside your ear.]
["New recruit, there is nothing we can do about this. This place is still hundreds of kilometers away from the nearest human settlement, and we only have one Land Revenge and one attack motorcycle. In order to continue tracking the traces of those pointy ears and for the safety of other human settlements, we can't turn back."]
[The veteran sergeant hesitated for a moment, then spoke to you very frankly.]
[You are suddenly speechless.]
[You can only shake your metal helmet in silence.]
[You drive the power armor and turn around to walk towards the three dying human civilians.]
[You looked down at the human civilians breathing weakly, and slowly drew out the ancient broad power sword from your waist.]
[At this moment, among the three human civilians, a female civilian with cracked and bleeding lips and a haggard look seemed to have reached the stage of last glimmer of life.]
[She barely raised her drooping, shriveled head and opened her pair of crystal-clear, turbid purple eyes. Her blurry vision seemed to be staring at the sharp sword you just raised.]
["Thank you… please help me." She murmured in relief. ]
[Just when you think the other person might start begging for mercy or spouting nonsense.]
[The completely unexpected words made your strong arms seem to freeze in mid-air, as if you no longer have the strength to swing the power sword.]
[Your breathing rhythm suddenly becomes heavier.]
[You take a deep breath and shake the metal helmet.]
["May your souls return to the throne and enjoy eternal peace…"]
[You spoke to the other party in a low voice, and then stabbed the power sword without hesitation. ]
[You completely ended the fragile lives of three human civilians and reburied their bodies.]
[All the dark angels present did not stop any of your actions. They chose to wait quietly for the matter to end.]
[When you hold the bloodstained broad power sword in your hand and turn to walk towards the squad vehicle.]
[The crazy words from Asmodai made you brake suddenly on your magnetic boots, splashing a lot of dry dust.]
["Tsk, tsk, tsk, this is why I hate new recruits. These little guys are too fragile. It's a waste of time. We shouldn't have rescued these civilians in the first place…" He seemed to be talking to himself crazily, and he seemed to be speaking to you in a sarcastic way.]
[The next second, you suddenly turned your helmet's sight, and the broad power sword in your palm, which was still stained with blood, was also pointed firmly at Asmodai's dark green helmet.]
["Asmodai… do you want to die?!" You spoke in a low voice, enunciating each word.]
["New recruit! Put down the weapons in your hands! The ancient power sword that represents honor and faith cannot be pointed at our battle brothers! And you, Asmodai! Shut your stinky mouth!"]
[The old soldier's sergeant's loud and serious reprimand broke the solemn atmosphere between the two of you.]
[It also makes you slowly put down the broad power sword in your palm. ]
[Without looking back, you drove the power armor away from the Lander Revenge where Asmodai was, and walked towards the driver's seat of the attack motorcycle.]
[After you start the attack bike's engine. ]
[As the engine roared, the Dark Angel veteran sitting in the motorcycle sidecar suddenly whispered to you.]
["Brother recruit, Asmodai is a madman. The better you perform, the more jealous and envious he becomes. If he hadn't always passed the repeated tests of the Chapter Priests, I would have thought he was corrupted by Chaos."]
["In short, just don't bother with him. Later, we will work together to kill the wanton looting black bean sprouts and avenge the deaths of human civilians!"]
[You shook the metal helmet under the white hood slightly, and said to the other party without turning your head: "If Asmodai just deserves a beating, then the Dark Eldar simply deserve to die!"]
[You twist the attack bike's throttle with one of your ceramite hands.]
[Accompanied by the deafening roar of the engine, three heavy rubber tires quickly rubbed against the dry and chaotic surface, splashing a lot of sand and dust. ]
[At the same time, the Lander Revenge Boat carrying three Dark Angels also floated into the air and whizzed past your head.]
[In the first month, the Dark Angels Tactical Team you were in spent most of its time on the long journey forward.]
[On this strange planet that looks more like a death world, the daytime temperature can reach as high as 50 or 60 degrees Celsius, and the night temperature can even drop to around minus 20 degrees Celsius.]
[The time between day and night is even longer, with the daytime alone lasting up to 35 hours, and the nights are even more difficult to endure.]
[Even so, there are still many human settlements that have survived tenaciously. ]
[Moreover, for the human civilians here. ]
[If environmental factors can be gradually overcome by relying on willpower and technological capabilities, then the burning, killing and looting of the Dark Eldar, which they call the 'Black Disaster', is a horrific nightmare that countless humans can never escape.]
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(End of this chapter)