His lover's caress made Soshyan's face less anxious. He forced a smile and said:
"There is nothing we can do. This expedition involves the lives of tens or even hundreds of billions of people, and there is no room for error."
"That's true...but is there really no problem with the Eleventh Company? The corruption of Chaos often originates from the smallest details. Even if there is no corruption, sooner or later they will cause you big trouble."
"I believe Talos has his own sense of purpose, and isn't there Bahram? I will talk to him about this when I have time."
As if he didn't want to dwell on this topic anymore, Soshyan suddenly asked about the situation of the descendant of the Renteria family.
"Her condition is very bad now. Her deep consciousness has been polluted by violence and terror, just like a few drops of ink have been dropped into a originally clear pond. Even if all her memories are erased, she may still keep appearing in her sleep in the future.
nightmare... The only way is to reshape her personality, which will cause subversive changes to her consciousness. In order to prevent the reshaped personality from conflicting with the underlying consciousness, her memory cannot be completely deleted, only
We can make guided changes to erase those violent scenes."
"You mean...preserving her memory? That won't..."
"Guiding reservation, she knows that she is a member of the Renteria family, but she will hate the sins of the family... The details are quite complicated, and the grasp of soul and consciousness cannot be explained in a few words.
In short, you don’t need to worry about who she will hate in the future, I will arrange for her to work in a quiet place and spend the rest of her life in silence."
"Well, thank you for your hard work."
"You always say that so and so worked hard, but you never say how hard you worked."
Soshyan smiled.
"If I have a few words with you, it won't be a hard thing."
At this time, a signal suddenly came from the communicator in the house. After Soshyan connected it, he received a very unexpected news.
The first batch of Astra Militarum arrived, and they came from Armageddon, and among them was an old acquaintance of Soshyan -
Political Commissar Yarrick!
Without saying a word, Soshyan immediately left for the airport to greet his old friend in person.
After a series of release measures were initiated, the transport ship filled with soldiers and equipment slowly docked into the port under the action of the gravitational tugboat. In the wide reception hall, a group of officers came towards them, wearing uniforms.
Soshyan, who was wearing exquisite armor, immediately walked over with a smile.
They were a little surprised when Soshyan walked towards them. They immediately stopped, then straightened their chests and raised their heads.
"salute!!"
Soshyan stopped and then returned the same aquila salute.
Then he carefully looked at Yarick, whom he had not seen for more than twenty years. At this time, he was already over sixty years old, but his bright eyes were still tenacious, and his gray hair was faintly visible under his brand-new military cap.
His skin was darker than Armageddon's, with more wrinkles and scars on his face.
In order to see Soshiyang, he specially replaced the mechanical claw and used a bionic prosthetic leg.
At this time, he also seemed quite excited, but he still suppressed the tumbling emotions in his heart. At the same time, a general who actually led the officer corps reported in a serious tone:
"On behalf of the officer corps, Dieter Silver salutes Supreme Lord Soshyan Alexei! We follow the instructions of the Ministry of Military Affairs and lead Armageddon 9, 16, 25, 26, 29, 47, 48, 50
.....37 Iron Legions including the 81st, 121st, and 273rd, as well as the 7th, 8th, 9th, and 14th Super Heavy Tank Battalions, a total of 2.21 million people came to join the expedition and bring death and destruction to the enemies of the Emperor!"
Soshyan nodded.
"On behalf of all the soldiers of the expeditionary force, I also welcome the arrival of the great Iron Corps of Armageddon."
As he spoke, a smile appeared on his face, then he turned and walked aside, extending his hand to Alex, who was in the second row of the crowd.
"Commissar Yarick, my good friend, I haven't seen you for many years. You...have aged a lot."
Yarick was stunned for a moment, then walked out of the queue and looked at Soshyan. His only eye flashed with a firm gaze, and then a faint smile appeared on his serious face, and then he stretched out his hands and held them tightly.
Soshyan's hand.
At that moment, Soshyan could feel that the other party's arms were trembling slightly.
"It is an honor for me to meet you again, Captain Soshiyang, in my lifetime, and it is also the mercy of the God Emperor. After all these years, your style remains the same."
"The same goes for you, Commissar Yarick. Time has only added some wrinkles to your face, but it has not taken away your courage and fearlessness. With your help, you can be compared to a hundred thousand troops."
"Captain Soshyan, you...I am just a loser now and am not worthy of your praise."
Soshyan also discovered at this time that Yarick's collar and epaulettes were the most common style of political commissar. Logically speaking, he should be a high-ranking political commissar.
Suddenly, he remembered that he had heard that Alec suffered a big defeat.
So he comforted him softly:
"Victory and failure are things that any general may encounter. This does not detract from your achievements."
Alec sighed softly, his face a little gloomy.
"I became a prisoner of the greenskins, bringing shame to the empire and Armageddon. If it were just my personal honor and disgrace, I would not care about it, but... there are so many outstanding soldiers and young people,
I died on the Passion Star because of my failure. When I escaped from the greenskin camp in embarrassment and returned to Armageddon, I could not face the parents who gave their children to me. If it were not for the order of the Ministry of Military Affairs, I would not even be able to face them.
I have no face to see you again."
After saying that, he stretched out his hand to one side.
"Commander Lord Dieter Silver is the representative of the Iron Legion."
In fact, Soshyan had been talking to Yarek, and the face of General Dieter Silver was already not good-looking. After all, as a coach, it was quite embarrassing for him to be ignored, but it was not easy for him to get angry, because Soshyan
Shyan holds a special place in Armageddon.
Soshyan looked at Dieter Silver and said:
"General Silver, what is Political Commissar Yarick mainly responsible for now?"
"Report! Commissar Yarrick is now serving as the general political commissar of the 16th Iron Corps of Armageddon!"
Soshyan turned around and said to a secretary next to him:
"A letter of appointment is issued in the name of the High Command of the Expeditionary Force, appointing Sebastian Yaric as the Chief Political Commissar of the Armageddon Iron Corps and concurrently as the First Chief of Staff of the General Staff of the Expeditionary Forces Astra Militarum.
The training director of the Military Political Commissar Office will inform the entire army and it will take effect immediately."
As soon as this appointment came out, the officers present were dumbfounded. The chief political commissar was no small matter, which meant that all of them, including Silver, had a "chance" to eat Yarrick's explosives.
As for Alex himself, he was also shocked. Then he realized what he was doing and said quickly:
"Captain Soshyan, this... is inappropriate. I am not capable of holding such an important position!"