dtnovels Chapter 558: Bloody Recruitment
Chapter 558: Bloody Recruitment
The Space Marines of the Carcharodon Regiment launched a fierce attack on the Germa Hive World like a surging tide.
Clad in heavy power armor and armed with various advanced weapons, they charged forward courageously, while the mortal auxiliary forces followed closely behind, throwing themselves into this fierce battle with fearless courage and tenacious fighting spirit.
Faced with such a powerful enemy, the Germa Hive World tried its best to resist, but ultimately it was unable to withstand the fierce offensive of the Carcharodon Legion.
A mere 24 hours later, the entire Germa Hive World fell into the hands of the Carcharodon.
If this attack was not carried out by Tiberos's specially arranged large-scale training of new recruits and mortal auxiliary forces, but the elite veterans of the Carcharodon Legion were directly dispatched, then the Germa Hive World would probably not be able to hold out for even half a day and would be forced to surrender to the Carcharodon Legion.
Although the battle was not as smooth as expected, Tiberius was still extremely satisfied with the results of the operation.
After all, through the coordinated efforts of a large number of recruits and mortal auxiliary forces, they successfully captured this world and eliminated all the alien creatures, evil cultists and those stubborn people hidden in it.
Now the entire Germa Hive World is waiting for the subsequent logistics department and defense force to take over management.
However, what made Tiberus a little unhappy was that five Space Marine recruits were unfortunately killed in this brutal battle.
But he had been mentally prepared for this, so he did not punish the elite veteran who led the team. This was because he knew the cruelty of war and that every victory was won at the cost of countless lives, blood and sweat.
Only those who survive the repeated elimination in wars are the real elite, and those who died are just a group of cannon fodder.
In the vast and extremely empty space of the Germa Hive World, hundreds of thousands of fully armed figures were kneeling densely.
They were from the planetary defense forces and armies led by various nobles. At this moment, the whole scene was silent, and everyone lowered their heads, as if even breathing had become cautious, for fear of attracting the slightest attention of the Space Marine on the platform.
All of these people were captives who had chosen to lay down their weapons and surrender in the fierce battle that had just ended. Now their lives and deaths were completely in the hands of the Carcharhinus, and they could only pray silently and wait for the moment of final judgment of their fate.
A tall and mighty Space Marine was standing on the platform, holding an exaggerated and huge trumpet in one hand. His cold and ruthless eyes swept across the crowd kneeling on the ground below like cold stars.
His emotionless voice echoed coldly over the venue through the loudspeaker:
"Listen up, you shameful captives! At this moment, there are only two paths before you—survive or die. Tell me, what will you choose?"
When these words, which sounded like the judgment of the god of death, reached the ears of the people below the stage, the originally deadly silent atmosphere was suddenly broken.
"Bi...sheng...!"
The shouts that came one after another suddenly resounded through the sky. Everyone shouted out with all their might, as if they wanted to use this method to express their deep desire for survival.
Their eyes, looking towards the platform, were filled with a complex mixture of fear and despair.
The Space Marine stood there expressionlessly, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a cold smile. His gaze swept across the crowd in front of him like a cold star, and then he slowly spoke:
"Very good. It seems that you all are very eager to continue to survive. However, there is only one way to achieve this wish - kill the people around you with your own hands."
He paused, then raised his voice and emphasized:
"Only those who successfully survive the battle are qualified to join our great Sharknado Regiment and truly embrace the dawn of life. Otherwise, you pathetic creatures will only end your lives here miserably!"
These words were like a heavy hammer that hit everyone's heart hard. Those who originally held on to a glimmer of hope for life were instantly thrown into the abyss of despair.
They could never have imagined that the so-called way to survive would be presented in such a cruel way.
For a moment, the whole scene fell into chaos and panic.
"Have mercy, sir! Please be merciful and let us go!" Someone fell to his knees on the ground and begged with tears streaming down his face.
"Please spare me! I don't want to die!" Others let out heart-wrenching cries, and the sound echoed over the empty field, sounding particularly miserable.
However, the Space Marine turned a blind eye to all this. He just stood there quietly, looking at the terrified and struggling people below with an almost indifferent look.
It seemed as if everything happening before their eyes was just a trivial farce. As time passed, the atmosphere in the audience became more and more tense.
"After ten seconds, if anyone still hasn't taken action, don't blame us for being rude. We will kill them on the spot!"
The emotionless voice of the Space Marine rang out again in the field, as chilling as the sentence of the god of death.
At the same time, the mortal auxiliary troops and Space Marines who surrounded the captives quickly loaded their weapons in unison. The sound of metal collisions came one after another, crisp and loud, adding a bit of solemnity.
Countless black gun muzzles were pointed mercilessly at the people in the audience, as if they would spit out deadly flames in the next second.
The people off the court who were still holding on to hope, when they saw the cold and resolute looks in the eyes of the gunmen, finally realized that they were serious this time, and panic instantly flooded everyone's heart like a tide.
"Ahhh! Don't blame me, I just want to survive!" Suddenly a heart-wrenching wail and roar came from the crowd.
Then, a figure rushed towards a comrade beside him like a madman. Like a wild beast that had lost its mind, he pinned his teammate down and then swung his fists wildly, hitting the comrade under him again and again.
The attacked soldier was stunned at first, but the severe pain soon brought him back to his senses.
He endured the pain in his body, his eyes wide open, and cursed, "Bastard!" While cursing, he struggled hard to break free from the other party's control.
However, the person on top of him had completely fallen into a state of madness and had no intention of letting go at all.
Seeing that he could not break free, the soldier simply ignored the pain, gritted his teeth and reached out to untie the helmet on his head.
After some difficult efforts, he finally succeeded in taking off the helmet, and without hesitation raised it and smashed it hard on the head of the comrade who was beating him desperately.