Bang
Nack lowered the Ripper Rifle he had been holding and surveyed the power station. Ruined corpses lay everywhere, all of them Skitarii. Some had already been piled into small mountains.
These fearless Skitarii had fought to the very last man. These people, unwavering in their faith in the Emperor, had attained the end they desired: their souls returned to the Golden Throne.
"These people's faith is truly steadfast. A full three hundred thousand of them, and not one chose to flee. We killed them all."
A Star Space Marine approached Nack and spoke with a sigh.
"Although the Emperor they believe in can no longer offer them help, the Emperor has indeed always protected everyone. Their unwavering faith in the Emperor was not without worth," Nack stated calmly.
The Star Space Marines' initial disdain for these Skitarii had gradually turned into respect. Being willing to die for the Emperor they believed in was a spirit worthy of admiration.
"Have the Defense Force troops not arrived yet? We've already finished fighting," Nack asked the Star Space Marine beside him.
"They should be here soon. They can't possibly be this slow."
"Captain, aren't we going inside to shut down the power station?" another Star Space Marine asked Nack in confusion.
They had already dealt with the defending troops here. It was the perfect time to enter and shut down the power station. Yet Captain Nack was asking whether the Defense Force soldiers had arrived instead of shutting it down, leaving the soldier puzzled.
"No. If we shut down the power station, even more people on this industrial world will die. Enough have died already. There is no need to create more slaughter. Those who survive will join us in the future.
"For now, we only need to keep advancing toward the