What a Fine Ultramarine!

There was another figure behind the Third Company captain, desperately trying to squeeze forward and show his face in front of the communicator.

The Third Company captain discreetly kept shoving him back with his shoulder.

Haha.

It was probably the poor Fifth Company captain.

The Third Company captain had always been quite steady, but now he sounded like a resentful wife, whining plaintively, "Chaplain, why didn't you tell us you were coming to Baal to help? As soon as we heard there was a Tyranid infestation on Baal and that you were here on the front lines, we came charging all the way from Macragge. We nearly overheated our engines. It's so dangerous here. Why don't you come back to Macragge with us first..."

Haha.

Lin En hurriedly shut off the Blood Angels fleet's public channel, leaving only the line connected to the Ultramarines.

He gave an awkward laugh and released his hands from the controls.

What could he say? That the Blood Angels were my true love, and you Ultramarines were just along for the ride?

That would never do...

Lin En smiled as he reassured Fabian, "Captain of the Third Company, look at Baal. It's already infested with Tyranids. How could I leave now?"

Captain of the Third Company, I still prefer you when you're unruly yet mature and steady. Please go back to being like that.

Fabian's mouth finally stopped moving.

He looked at Lin En on the screen, then at the surrounding planets.

His spirit deflated.

In truth, he knew.

The Chaplain was such a good person. He would never stand by and let Tyranids run rampant across Baal.

The Third Company captain wilted completely. He hung his head, and his voice dropped as well. "All right."

Lin En waved at the screen. "Let's not talk