Weird invasion?Then I have to kill demons with technology.

Chapter 154
"No matter where the people of the empire go, they must hold their chests up, because behind them is the great human empire. The emperor in the supreme Chang'an casts his loving and omniscient eyes on the entire empire. The red son must always remember The spirit of the emperor, keep in mind the will of the emperor, stick to the belief of the emperor, and regard the emperor as the beacon of the empire, under the guidance of the emperor, the Scarlet Son will surely overcome obstacles and bring glory to him!"

————"Red Master Words"

The Primarch did not bother the imperial army and people who were in the carnival, but instead led his honor guard alone to a corner of the battlefield with heavy steps.

When he watched a mecha that was being frantically resuscitated by a technical sergeant that was emitting smoke, and even started to resuscitate the heart with his hands, Han Xin's lips trembled, and his whole face became heavy.

At this moment, he seems to be no longer the heir of the emperor, not the great gene primarch, nor the strategist known for his ambition, nor the scarlet lord that the crimson storm legion is proud of.

Now he is just a superior who cares about his subordinates.

The Crimson Lord squatted down slowly with heavy steps, looking at the looming red light in the iron coffin, he understood that when the light stopped, the imperial elite warrior buried in the dreadnought mecha would lose his soul. Back to the high throne.

He still remembers the champion warrior of the Imperial Legion buried in this dreadnought mecha. His name is Han Qi. He was almost shortlisted for his honor guard. The covering troops withdrew. He fought against more than a dozen median demons by himself, and was seriously injured in the end, so he had to enter the fearless mech to exert his last heat.

And now the proud champion warrior of this empire has ushered in the end of his life. The reason why he survived until now is his own will and the continuous efforts of the technical sergeants beside him. He has the last words to tell Gene Primarch.

When Han Xin squatted beside the scrapped dreadnought, the champion fighter in the iron coffin seemed to sense something, and a low voice floated out from the gap in the coffin.

"Is it... Your Highness...?"

Hearing these weak words that could barely hear the voice, Han Xin felt his nose sore, and he gently covered the iron coffin with his wide palm, as if he could pat the champion warrior on the shoulder. .

"it's me."

After hearing Han Xin's voice, the champion soldier buried in the iron coffin continued: "Your Highness...please forgive me...I really can't salute like this...even this machine can't move Oh, what a disrespect..."

Looking at the champion fighter in this dreadnought mech, he was still thinking about the etiquette and respect of the empire, Han Xin had mixed feelings in his heart, and he didn't know what to say.

"No, there is nothing disrespectful about it. You are a hero of the empire. Without you, this planet might have been slaughtered... You are a hero of the empire. You shouldn't sleep now, and you will die in the future." Honor awaits you."

Hearing the weakness in the voice, Han Xin hurriedly comforted him. He couldn't bear to watch such an excellent soldier who threw his head and blood for the empire, and even continued to shine for the empire even in the end, to return to the high emperor. seat.

Old Zheng, a technical sergeant on the side, was going crazy in a hurry, but the instrument data showed that the dreadnought was really dying.

"Hehehe...Your Highness, don't say that, I can still feel it, I'm about to die...I'm going to enter the emperor's kingdom of God to enjoy myself, my subordinates think You should be happy for your subordinates."

As if returning to the past, the voice coming out of the dreadnought mecha also had a taste of external force, and even the speech was no longer so intermittent.

Hearing these words, the surrounding Crimson Sons and Han Xin's honor guard were silent, they knew what this state meant.

The battle-hardened veteran is approaching his final days.

Old Zheng behind the helmet has tears in his eyes. He usually spends a long time with the Dreadnought. This respected old soldier has always treated him like a big brother. Now he hates his own powerlessness very much. Fortunately, he is still yellow. Yaxing's graduate, he's shit now!

"You are right, it is indeed a joy to have your soul merged with the Emperor's supreme throne... Then do you have any last words to say?"

Han Xin was silent for a long time, and then he wanted to ask this champion warrior, this outstanding warrior who has exhausted his will and soul for the cause of the empire, what is the last wish of this respectable warrior.

"If there is anything I want to say in the end, then you should also leave your own blood, Lord Primarch."

The voice in the fearless mecha joked with Han Xin with a smile, and then said with the last of his strength: "I really want to see the blue sky of the supreme Chang'an again, and I also want to see the magnificent imperial palace again, the holy emperor." Your Majesty, I am about to join your kingdom of God..."

As these words fell, the last faintly flickering red light of the fearless mech was completely extinguished, and the beating heart also slowly stopped, and the whole mech fell into a dead silence.

When the Dreadnought fell into dead silence, all the Scarlet Sons knelt down on one knee, lowered their noble heads silently, held their weapons in one hand, and put the other hand on their chests, making fists , Use your own will to see off this venerable warrior.

Old Zheng sat down on the ground, his big brother left, and no one would chat with anyone and tell stories from now on. He still remembered that Master Han Qi wanted him to marry a wife and have a child, and then Han Qi would train him himself. Inherit his sword skills.

Big brother used to always talk about how strong his swordsmanship was, and he could bump into high-ranking demons, if it wasn't for the bad move back then...

nothing, nothing...

Han Xin tidied up his emotions, and then slowly stood up. His height of five meters made him stand here like a silent reef. After a while, a voice floated to the ears of all the soldiers.

"Fire the gun!"

The Crimson Sons immediately stood up and raised their bolters, pointing their guns at the sky.

Bang!Bang!Bang!
After firing three shots in succession, even the imperial soldiers who were cheering and celebrating on the other side of the battlefield seemed to realize something. They silently raised the laser guns in their hands, and the red laser shot into the sky, as if they were celebrating for the great man. Paying tribute to the warriors who sacrificed everything for the empire is seeing off.

How many such warriors will be sacrificed to the sacred cause of the Empire?How many bones will the revival of mankind stand on?How much sacrifice should the emperor's lofty cause and the great dream of the empire pay?

No one knows all of this. What they can know is that they will set foot on the battlefield, conquer the starry sky, pay for the emperor's ideal and the cause of the empire and protect the people of the empire. Happier under your leadership.

This is their calling, this is their duty, this is what they were born to do.

Supreme, Supreme, Great and Exalted Emperor, for your ideals, for the future of the empire, and for the human race, we will definitely give everything, even if we sacrifice ourselves...

(End of this chapter)