Chapter 534 Double Integration

"Don't move!"

Mires interrupted her comrade's action of feeding water, and listened with a serious face.

The members of the team also heard her order, and subconsciously focused their eyes on her.

Most of the nuns didn't realize anything yet, just looked at Mires blankly.

And the nuns who were familiar with their own classics had already reacted, and under her gaze, they stood up tremblingly.

"The Emperor's edict!" The nun whispered.

And when this sentence appeared, all the combat nuns subconsciously tightened their muscles and froze their movements at this moment.

For a while, in addition to the sound of sewage flowing in the entire pipeline, even the friction of armor disappeared.

And at the end of the pipeline in the distance, there was a faint roar, and then it quickly disappeared after reaching the peak.

"Silver Moon... Hope..."

Everything was quiet, and the voice was still repeating.

Miris waited patiently until she was sure that she had heard all the "prophecies" completely, then she stood up and looked around.

"Write it down!" She found her target and said, and the latter was the first one to react except her.

The sister who was in charge of the books in the order nodded vigorously, then took off her backpack in a panic and searched.

Bullets, medicines, food and even spare knives...

She threw a series of things randomly, but still couldn't find what she wanted.

There was no parchment, even the basic paper was lost in the previous battle.

There was no pen either, that kind of cumbersome thing had already been left in their sad place.

"What should I do?" The clerk sister looked at Miris for help, and then got encouragement from the other party's silent eyes.

She carefully reached out and took off a pure mark imprinted on Padilla's shoulder armor.

Then she took out the dagger from her waist and slashed it across her finger, and wrote down the content and date of Padilla's words on the back of the yellowed parchment stained by gunpowder with the flowing blood.

"Darkness - Conspiracy - Silver Moon - Hope..."

After writing the last stroke, the nun raised her head and looked blankly at the veteran opposite. It was all she could do to think of these rituals in the scriptures in a short time.

Fortunately, there were people to help her.

"Witness." Miris whispered, and then took the seal from the nun first.

She pulled out the dagger and pierced her finger, and then after carefully examining the content and date on the seal, she wrote her name at the end.

The other nuns followed suit one by one, and the Astartes watched the whole process.

After a short ceremony, the seal returned to Miris's hand again.

And she walked to the front of the team and approached Sura, who had been paying attention to Padilla.

"She brought the Emperor's message."

Mires started to speak while keeping a close eye on the other party's reaction.

And this, in a sense, is the key moment to determine whether the two teams can continue to cooperate.

Padilla has transformed into another different identity in the battle just now.

The sisters of battle confirmed that they were favored by the Emperor, and this "miracle" still needs the recognition of the Death Watch.

They are bystanders and witnesses.

They are the angels of the Emperor, and the only witnesses that the sisters of battle are looking for.

Their attitude directly determines whether everything that happened here can pass the verification of the Inquisition and be truly recorded by the Imperial Church and the Holy Hermitage.

What is more important than these is whether the commander of the Death Watch will recognize Padilla's identity in the current battle and respect the prophecy made by "her".

Will he? If the answer is no, what will happen?

Miris's palms were wet for the first time in a long time, and the other team members unconsciously tightened their weapons while watching the two.

"Bless the Emperor, we have witnessed His gift."

Sura's noble birth made him understand the other party's request instantly; and the complicated etiquette regulations of Ultramar made him understand the most appropriate action at the moment.

The tall Astartes warrior did not hesitate, just crossed his hands on his chest, knelt on one knee, and performed the Eagle Salute to Miris's hands and behind him.

The rest of the Astartes watched the two in silence, and knelt down synchronously after the commander made a clear statement.

Bless the Emperor! Everyone performed the Eagle Salute.

Miris, the only one standing in the crowd, looked calm, but her back was wet.

She knew the meaning of this kneeling, and she knew how serious the consequences would be if the giant in front of her, who was as tall as her after kneeling, rejected her behavior.

Huh… the hot breath squeezed out of her chest, and Miris felt her vision blurry due to the sudden drop in pressure.

The next second, the humid air she inhaled made the veteran of the battle sister look firm.

She may not know what it means to return a favor, but her instinct and experience made her make the most correct choice:

"Then, as a witness, as the Emperor's sword bearer, before the saint wakes up, please be sure to fulfill 'His' will!"

"Good!" Sura raised his head and looked at the woman in front of him, and there was finally a touch of emotion in his cold eyes.

After getting his "attitude", the other party did not hesitate, and almost gave him the "feedback" he wanted most in the next second.

Although the conversation between the two was simple and short, it was just these few seconds that the dual differences of the team at the spiritual and physical levels were silently bridged and unified.

Is this Miris the battle nun in his impression?

Such wisdom can only be said to be the blessing of the Emperor.

"Then I won't be polite." Sura did not say anything more, but just looked at the other party deeply, and then subconsciously looked around all the members of the team.

"From now on, use me as a reference and unify the communication channels..."

His voice rang out in the empty pipe, and orderly orders were still being issued:

"Based on the universal code of the Inquisition, the initial logic code of the decoder is "Δ";

Backup communication channel-11-γ-09;

Unify the tactical code, and adopt the plan..."

After issuing all the orders in one breath, Sura happily watched the people around him preparing silently.

The people in front of him were still the same, but in his eyes, they were moving from "division" to "reconciliation".

And when the Death Watch, who was acting as a sentinel in the front, contacted him again after a few minutes without receiving an answer.

This extreme warrior who had already mastered the command of the entire team finally sent a signal to his comrade to stay calm in the joy of getting what he wanted.

Then, he looked at all the preparations, focused his eyes on the "warriors" on him, and whispered the last order before the battle came:

"Redefine the division of labor in combat based on the existing personnel!"

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