Miracles Aren't About Whether They're Real

In fact, when Alvin walked out of the artillery fire zone unscathed, the entire Defense Force stared wide-eyed, their expressions as if they had seen a ghost!

After all, in the normal understanding of people.

Those who could emerge from such a dense area of artillery fire were most likely not human, but rather possessed some semblance of an "Evil God."

"No... don't come any closer!"

Some soldiers, terrified, raised their guns and aimed at him.

"Put down your gun!"

At that moment, Commissar Grey suddenly stood on a high point, pointed at the bewildered Alvin, and slammed a hat down on him. "This is a miracle! A miracle performed by the Emperor!"

No, how did this get dragged into Lao E's case?

Alvin stared in disbelief at Commissar Grey, who was raising his arms and shouting like a fanatical believer, as he recounted his miracle of surviving the bombardment zone, how the Emperor's wrath would surely destroy the heretics, and how they would ultimately achieve victory... and so on, a torrent of inspiring words!

Goodness, no wonder you're the Commissar!

Looking at the Defense Force, who had initially been somewhat fearful, but whose morale had been revitalized thanks to Grey's encouragement, he couldn't help but feel moved.

"You little brat..."

Grey looked Alvin up and down with the eyes of someone looking at a rare creature, his intense curiosity almost making him want to dissect the kid to see what was inside.

To emerge unscathed from an area under heavy fire—what else could that be but a miracle?

"Commissar... I'm afraid of your eyes."

Alvin's lips twitched. If it weren't for his high rank, he would have kicked him long ago. If it weren't for the Navigator System, he would have been dead!

Grey remained silent, circling him with an intense gaze that made Alvin wonder if he had some kind of psychic problem.

Grey grew to like him more and more, not because of Alvin's commanding ability, but because of the "miracle" just now!

Because of Khorne's "Chosen of the Gods One" axe blow, the morale of the Defense Force plummeted. Fortunately, Alvin's "miracle" can quickly boost the low morale with just a little publicity!

After all, a person blessed by the Emperor can definitely inject a wave of vitality into the morale that is on the verge of collapse!

This is not Cadian!

The Planetary Defense Force are not the same as the Astra Militarum; they don't have the same unwavering will and courage to hold their guns tightly even after facing the "Daemon." Therefore, as the Commissar, Grey understands all too well the importance of morale!

"Very well, I hereby declare you a member of the Planetary Defense Force!" Without giving Alvin a chance to object, Grey stated decisively, "Corporal Alvin, you are assigned to the 3rd Company, 185th Regiment, temporarily assuming the position of Company Commander!"

What the heck?

Wasn't he the Company Commander of the temporary Regiment 177? How did he suddenly become the Company Commander of the 3rd Company of the 185th Regiment of the Planetary Defense Force?

"Me? Are you serious?"

Alvin pointed to himself, having crossed the social class of the Hive City in a single day, transforming from an Underhive scavenger into Company Commander of the Defense Force!

No matter how you look at it... it's a bit unbelievable!

"Alvin, I need to remind you that on the battlefield, when addressing an officer, you must include their rank!"

Grey spat at him and roared, "I swear to the Emperor, if you dare call me that again, I'll shove my shoe up your ass!"

That's so brutal.

Alvin stood at attention, saluted, and answered loudly, "Yes, Commissar Grey, I don't think I'm fit to be Company Commander. Please reconsider."

"No, you're perfect for it."

Grey stroked his beard and grinned, "This is the first time I've ever seen a human survive so much artillery fire. Just for that... you're perfect for it! You know what I mean?"

Alvin understood the deeper meaning behind Commissar Grey's words.

He didn't care how Alvin survived the intense artillery fire, nor did he care if it was truly... a miracle from the Emperor!

But regardless of whether it was a miracle or not, Alvin had to insist that it was... the Emperor's miracle!

Whether it's true or false, it doesn't matter.

The most important thing is that we must never allow the Defense Force, the last military force of the Hive City, to lose their confidence and courage, or it will truly be over!

"I understand what you mean... Commissar Grey."

Having figured out the crux of the matter, Alvin somewhat reluctantly nodded in agreement. "I was able to survive such a terrifying battlefield, without a doubt... it must be His Emperor- Emperor's blessing. We will surely defeat the heretics!"

"Indeed, we will... defeat the heretics."

Commissar Grey, seemingly the bravest of them all, eagerly opened his arms and hugged Alvin tightly. In a voice only the two of them could hear, he whispered in Alvin's ear, "Thank you... thank you..."

The voice was so faint that Alvin thought he had misheard. But when he saw it, he realized that the tough man's eyes revealed a hint of weariness, and... a deep despair.

He suddenly froze.

My heart feels a little uncomfortable, as if I have a thousand words to say, but I don't know what to say.

Yes, Commissar Grey knows very well... they can't win!

Even if all the Defense Force were deployed, it would be impossible to win this war. Their only hope for survival lay in the support of the nearby Astra Militarum and Space Marine Chapter.

The problem is... how long can they hold out before the Astra Militarum and Astartes arrive?

Given the current situation, the most optimistic outcome is that it will only take a maximum of fifteen days, assuming that the "Khorne Chosen of the Gods" are excluded. If the "Chosen of the Gods" are included... even three days would be difficult!

All of this is the most optimistic estimate.

Therefore, Commissar Grey, who knew the truth, was the one who suffered the most and was the most desperate!

He knew perfectly well that he couldn't win.

Yet they could not retreat, because the lives of countless civilians, and even the glory of the Imperium, depended on them!

So... what can he do?

It wasn't simply about surviving for oneself, but... for the soldiers who knew they would die yet remained steadfast in their beliefs, guarding the Imperium; for the civilians who would be ravaged by cults.

Suddenly, Alvin found himself in a dilemma, feeling somewhat lost and unsure of what to do.

Commissar Grey released Alvin, turning back to his usual arrogant and confident demeanor. "Brothers, His Emperor is watching us! For the Imperium, let us crush those damned heretics!"

"For the Imperium, crush the heretics!"

"For the Imperium, crush the heretics!"

"For the Imperium, crush the heretics!"

The deafening roar was like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing.

Soaring straight into the sky, morale soaring, every soldier's face radiating fervor and a willingness to die for their cause!

Alvin lowered his head, staring at the wristband on his wrist, a bewildered expression on his face. "Your Emperor Lord, if you can really hear my voice... could you tell me what I should do?"

Ding-dong~

Suddenly, the Rose Knot in her arms fell to the ground.

Gazing at that pure skull shimmering with a faint light, the image of Winnie's resolute expression as she faced death seemed to resurface in his mind once again!

Sacrifice is the cornerstone of Imperium!

Life is the currency of Emperor!

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