40k: Midnight Blade.

Chapter 150 11. The First Battle ([-])

Years later, someone may ask, who was the first to die?
The Harcosus had no answers, and the Nostramos had no answers either.Most of the related speculation would ridiculously list some important names, such as the three leaders of the Burning Chamber of Commerce.

They will say that these people should have died at the hands of the Eighth Legion, the Midnight Blades.This kind of speculation is unreasonable and completely absurd.The leaders of the Chamber of Commerce were dead, but certainly not the first, and not all of them were killed by the Night Blades.

In fact, the first fatality was a soldier on Harkosus I.His name was Torak, and he was once a strong man.Sadly, before his death, his muscles were wrapped in loose fat.

He has a well-trimmed mustache, and his gray uniform is kept very neat by his wife at home.He is on duty at Monitoring Station A-1, responsible for security at the entrance to the third passage.

It's a dispensable job, and yes, as you've guessed, all dispensable jobs are actually all comfort jobs.

Torak has a good salary, plenty of rest time and a happy family.Fifteen minutes before his death, he was even thinking about what his wife would feed him when he got home from get off work tonight.

And 15 minutes later, he will lose this opportunity forever.

An ancient mechanism in the monitoring station was artificially activated while he was thinking, and Torak didn't notice it.Not because he was stupid, but because he didn't know the real face of the A-1 monitoring station he was in from the beginning.

It took 9 minutes for the mechanism to fully warm up, and 9 minutes later, the white light above Torak's head turned into a ferocious red, flashing alternately, so fast that it made people panic instinctively.

Torak of course didn't understand what was going on, so he started reporting the matter to his superiors and asking for help.But his superior just said a sentence, a sentence that Torak couldn't understand at all.

That sentence did not belong to High Gothic, nor was it one of the eighteen vernacular languages ​​of Harkosus. It was a completely foreign language, belonging to another race.

"Our service is over," said his superior.

Six minutes later, destruction came. The A-6 monitoring station exploded in the icy vacuum, and the entrance to the third passage was instantly engulfed in flames, leaving the remains of soldier Torak.

The A-1 monitoring station turned into a violent flickering flame in the universe, and was immediately captured by a huge ship not far from it. It was named Nightfall and belonged to the Human Empire.

It will conquer Harkosus I as its siblings Resolute and Macragge's Glory did to Harkosus II and III, but with differences , it came alone.
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Conrad Koz stared at the huge flame through the observation window, silent.Khalil stood beside him, moving his shoulders slowly.The same was true on the bridge, where everyone remained absolutely silent.

The crew members who have worked with the Eighth Army for a long time will not speak at this time, which is a precious tacit understanding.

However, it is worth mentioning that at the moment when everyone is fully armed, Khalil Rohars still has no armor.

Two minutes later, a detailed surveying and mapping report was sent to the data board in Konrad Koz's hand.It was kindly provided by Robert Guilliman and is the latest model.

He lowered his head, raised his head after tens of seconds, and gestured to the instructor of the Eighth Army: "It exploded by itself."

Khalil nodded calmly.

It blew itself up of course, but not by any self-explosive device.At the moment when the flame erupted in the vacuum, Khalil felt the fluctuation of spiritual energy.It was so slight that he almost missed it because of the distance.But it does exist.

A satellite-like institution blown up by psionic energy. What's the intention?
Khalil didn't have an answer, and he wasn't going to use careful thinking to arrive at an answer.

The source of all problems is close at hand.

There is no longer any obstacle between Harkosus [-] and Nightfall, and judging from the evidence provided by the senior traders, the Eighth Army believes that they can even initially take over the planet within six hours.

Conrad Koz's voice sounded again a few seconds later, like a sigh.Khalil turned his head and saw the pale side face of the Lord of the Eighth Legion, and a kind of extreme concentration.

"It's a mystery," Coz said. "I'm beginning to doubt the so-called Federation of Harkosus, Khalil. It even has exactly three scattered planets."

"There are a lot of coincidences," Khalil said. "Even enough to suspect it's a trap."

"Do you think it is?" Curz turned his head and looked at him without flinching.

Khalil nodded calmly.

There are always hungry things waiting in the dark, their hunger will never be satisfied, no matter how much they eat.There is no bottom line and so-called restraint, only pure malice.

He was reminded before going out, but if you are going to solve the problem, you must meet the problem first.And once you've seen the problems themselves, they've got their way.

Conspiracy?
He sneered, and Conrad Curz was taken aback—it had been a long time since he had seen such a smile on Khalil Rohals' face.

It's not a smile that belongs to an 'Eighth Legion Instructor'.He had seen this smile in many dark nights, and at some point, it disappeared, as if Kalil had voluntarily abandoned it.

And now, Conrad Coates knows, it never went away.

"Maybe it's a trap, or maybe it's not. Conspiracy is disgusting, isn't it, Conrad? You need to be concerned about traps, the consequences of stepping into them, and the chain reactions that might follow. "

He lowered his head with a smile and sighed in the darkness.The cold light of psionic energy was fleeting, and from his shadow, something climbed up in an instant.

Dead silence of pure white and pitch black entwined and covered the clothes in the next second, hideous skeletons replaced faces, and a cold light shone under the hood, and the dark cloak like a shadow steadily covered most of the details, only a tiny blue light leaked from the gap.

"So, we might as well destroy the trap together." Khalil said in his terrifying voice at the moment.

—Two and 10 minutes later, a rain of fire fell from the sky and landed on Harkosus [-].

　There will be a big chapter in the next paragraph.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)