Chapter 724
Chapter 724: Chapter 407, Ashen Dead Squad
āThis place isnāt bad.ā
Nides, or as he was called Sydney Bravens, looked at the sand cave his battle-brothers had found and expressed his satisfaction.
āLetās settle here.ā
āBut we still need to be cautious, we must set up sentries, and rest in shifts.ā
āI did want to meet Matins, but not by being ambushed by him. Weāve come a long way, over thirty years now. The decisions back then were made together by all of us, and Iāve never let down any one of you. Till now, weāve only lost one warrior, and I hope that this time, none of us will die.ā
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The other seven men surrounding him didnāt respond immediately.
Everyone seemed to have fallen into a kind of silence.
One of them broke the silence: āIām starting to doubt whether we really should continue like this. Perhaps, it wasnāt too bad living as we have for the past thirty-plus years, at leastā¦ā
He couldnāt even finish his own sentence.
It was a while before another person replied, āIf all we want is to survive and donāt care for anything else, why not go to Zhong Jihua, that traitor? He would surely accept us. How is it like going to Matins, where we have to try every way to lure them out and still worry about whether heāll slaughter all of us?ā
Someone else said, āIndeed, Iād rather die than go to Zhong Jihua.ā
āEnough with the faƧade of loyal servants of the Empire. If we were truly that loyal, we should have died 37 years ago or at least nine years ago, alongside Fan Haozhe.ā
ā¦
The brothers who had been through life and death together were on the verge of starting a quarrel.
In fact, such debates had not been uncommon in the past. Their situation was unique, lost and confused for over thirty years. Even as Interstellar Warriors, they could feel helpless and even inconsistent.
This was a very dangerous sign; donāt assume venting some frustrations might lead to improvement. On the contrary, if the circumstances canāt change, then the wanton venting would only weaken the bonds between them, make their seemingly strong relationships crack and someday in the unforeseeable future, completely erupt.
This was a problem Blaywins, as the team leader, always tried to avoid.
Whenever such a situation showed signs of arising, he would speak up strongly, nipping any potential disputes in the bud.
No matter what his battle-brothers thought in their hearts, whether they regretted past decisions or had new thoughts about the future, he expected them to keep their thoughts to themselves, without showing it outwardly.
Of course, he understood that this was only treating the symptoms, not the cause.
But as for a permanent solutionā¦ they had thought about going to Zhong Jihua.
However, most of the brothers felt it would be better to be dead.
They had betrayed, yes, in that battle back then, they had the chance to rejoin the ranks but believed that the penitential crusade had no end, that no one would live to see it through.
It was a journey of despair, tinged with resentment towards the Empire.
Why, after all? The glory accumulated over thousands of years by the Battle Group and the sacrifices made during decades of penitential crusades werenāt enough to atone for a single mistake?
Clearly, the Empire didnāt think so. They were not willing to die and be obliterated just yet. So, during the rebellion thirty years ago, they had a chance to join forces with Matins and others, but in the end, they chose to leave quietly, to live in anonymity, wandering everywhere.
Sometimes they would disguise themselves as regular Interstellar Warriors, get some subsidies, and save people along the way; but more often, they would erase their insignia and move amidst various grey groups. Sometimes as raiders, pirates, other times as mercenariesā¦
They would meticulously assess the danger of the battles.
Having lost the mission to fight to the death for any cause, they were even less likely to lose their lives for honorless actions, merely to survive.
Yet, they had no intention of harming their Mother Group, nor did they truly want to become enemies of the Emperor.
Also, due to some unspoken reason among themselves, they always kept an eye on the Phoenix Mother Group. Sometimes they would even move close to the Battle Groupās combat zone and observe from a distance. There were even a few instances when they intervened at critical moments to save some warriors and then left without making contact.
About twenty-five years ago, after a successful raid for supplies, they once again heard news of the Mother Group, who were engaged in a war against the Chaotic Evildoers. The ādo-nothingā renegades, with a āletās just seeā attitude, rushed over.
In that battle, the Battle Group suffered significant losses.
Out of the Battle Group, which originally had only a little over two hundred people, half were stuck in a quagmire.
That was something they couldnāt save.
With only eight men, they were incapable of altering the battle that over a hundred warriors could not escape from.
They could only sadly watch from afar.
In fact, this was mostly what they had seen while with the Mother Group in the past. The scenarios where they had a chance to save their brothers and then quietly withdraw were definitely rare.
However, this time a drastically different event occurred.
Those hundred plus men, faced with a dead end, made a shocking move: their leader, the Phoenix Squadron Leader, went out to negotiate with those Cult traitors.