Chapter 26: Angel Sets the Bottom Line
"Kella..."
"Kella..."
"Hey! Kella!"
"Ahem! I'm not dead yet... Stop making noise..."
"Great! Long live! Hang on, the battle is over. I'll take you back for treatment right away, don't die!"
In the depths of the snowy plain filled with smoke, a group of fully armed special forces soldiers skillfully cleaned the battlefield.
Sometimes, someone gritted their teeth and choked at the sight of the horrible corpses, while others cried with joy upon finding a surviving comrade. They collected the corpses of their comrades and the equipment they could still take away. Soon, those who were not seriously injured drove sturdy and heavy large-scale station vehicles, and those who needed urgent treatment were sent to faster armed helicopters. They withdrew from the wilderness in a mighty manner.
A fierce and biting wind whistled up, bringing endless snowflakes. It can be foreseen that when the wind and snow stopped, all traces of the war here would be buried, and no one would know the monsters that once existed or the human soldiers who fought to the death with the monsters.
"Multiple fractures, severe hypothermia, frostbite, but thanks to the low temperature, the blood loss is not bad... What is it?"
"Three."
"Very good, stay awake. It seems that the brain function is normal, and the internal organ damage should be relatively optimistic. Come on, you will be better when you return to the base!"
"Okay..."
The silver-haired female warrior replied weakly, with a pair of slightly empty blue eyes, quietly looking at the top of the helicopter, and let the emergency personnel put on an oxygen mask for her.
'Kella Endrapide, this is your name.'
'All my family members died at the hands of Honkai Beasts, leaving only a cousin, who is a small cadre in the logistics department.'
'My wish is to get revenge against Honkai...'
'Then, as a Herrscher of Dominance, occupying her body is undoubtedly a blasphemy to her, right?'
The Angels in the Domination Theater shared the memories of the dead Kella, and their expressions became complicated and sentimental.
There is no need to repeat the strength of the Herrscher, and in terms of Honkai beasts, they do not have the ability to mass-produce large-scale Honkai beasts like the Herrscher of the Void. Instead, the Herrscher of Dominance can completely control the Honkai beasts, although the number will not be exaggerated.
Therefore, in the battle just now, Angel was fully capable of saving these soldiers, including the life of Kella. But she did not do so. She just watched from a distance, and when the dust was about to settle, she found a corpse that met her aesthetic taste, and then took over the magpie's nest.
'There has never been a moment like this that makes me clearly realize that I am no longer a human being.'
'...'
The Angels were silent.
They did not control the Honkai beasts to attack humans, and today's battle would have happened even without their observation. But they chose to watch instead of helping humans.
'Look at it more openly.'
'At this point in time, as the Herrscher of Dominance, we have no choice.'
'In the end, whether it's me in this world or in another world, we don't love this world, right?'
'We just want to survive.'
The Angels in the theater consoled themselves, and soon, with the same cold expression, they continued their practice in physical skills, power, Honkai energy control, thermal weapons, and various knowledge.
At this moment, only the various ability values that were increasing every minute and every second could bring some comfort to Angel's heavy mood.
…
After lying dead for a week, Kella (Angel) walked out of the medical department.
"Hey! Our dear team flower is finally discharged from the hospital! Barbecue, sausages, and water of life are ready, just waiting for you to arrive!"
"Bang!"
Angel elbowed her teammate who jumped over to hug her and squatted on the ground with his stomach covered. She scratched her messy and neat silver short hair, and her cold and delicate face showed the same impatient expression as her teammates remembered, and said:
"Don't drink recently. The doctor said that if I don't take good care of myself, I might not be able to go to the battlefield again... By the way, during this period, does Lord Cocolia have any new instructions?"
The Anti-Entropy of Russia is basically dominated by the radicals, which is equal to the power of Cocolia. A considerable number of the soldiers serving here were veterans who had a relationship with Cocolia at the beginning. Until now, most of the military forces obey the orders of that woman.
It can be said that the Anti-Entropy in this area recognizes Cocolia even more than the Alliance Leader. The teammates looked at each other for a while, and didn't care about Angel's disappointment, but answered her question:
"I didn't hear any special action plan."
"But according to convention, after this round of sweep, Lady Cocolia should go to the front line to express her condolences, right?"
"Yes, yes, she never missed the funeral ceremony."
"Is that so... During this period of recuperation, I want to think about some things quietly by myself. Don't bother me if there is nothing. I wish you all have fun."
Angel walked through the team members by herself, waved her hand, leaving them with a charming back with a thin waist, long legs, and a straight and tight figure. The teammates looked at each other for a while, shrugged their shoulders, and obviously had adapted to the cold beauty of their old friend.
They soon went to the party place with laughter. It was obvious that it would be a drunken party where no one could leave.
...
Kella (Angel) came to "her" room. A room with a strong military style, no pink elements of girlish style, and only military uniforms, black down jackets, jeans, and other serious clothes could be seen in the closet.
Angel took off her clothes.
From the full-length mirror embedded in the closet, this body has fair skin and is at the most beautiful age. Slender and round legs, perfect and attractive body curves, as a woman, there are proud and rounded curves, and it is obviously well-trained, the muscle curves are very beautiful, and there is also a toned vest line on the lower abdomen. It is a delicate body full of wild and healthy beauty.
"Thank you, Kella."
"I have nothing to repay you, so just treat it as hypocrisy. From now on, this me is the sharp blade against the Honkai, the most determined and fearless warrior."
Angel faced the mirror and established the personality of this body. The only thing that made Angel feel guilty about taking Kella's body was that she felt guilty about it. The more she saw Kella's beauty, the more she felt sorry for her determination to fight against the Honkai.
'In the future, try not to take bodies like Kella's.'
All the Angels nodded in agreement.
Because of Kella, the Angels set a bottom line for themselves: no longer defile the bodies of good people.
You can dislike the world, and you can do some bad things to survive, but don't let yourself live too ugly, which does not conform to Angel's aesthetics.
…
As the grassroots soldiers knew, Cocolia appeared at the funeral ceremony after the sweep. She mourned with the soldiers at the solemn ceremony and presented carnations used to commemorate the dead in this country.
After that, Cocolia stayed at the front-line base. As usual, she will continue to personally comfort the soldiers, award medals to those who have made meritorious contributions, and deal with some major and minor problems that arise during the sweep.
For Cocolia, these were quite busy days. However, if you want to wear the crown, you must bear the weight. Since Cocolia has climbed to the position of the leader of the radicals, she must naturally do what a leader should do. No matter what her beliefs are, at least she has always done a satisfactory job in what she should do.
"Dong! Dong!"
The doorman knocked at the door of the office. Cocolia flipped through some documents, looked at the door, and frowned.
"Come in, what's the matter?"
"Lord Cocolia, a soldier said that there is important information to report to you."
"What is it? I don't have the energy to worry about trivial things."
Cocolia frowned even deeper, looked up and down at the doorman, and considered whether she should bring a few smarter subordinates with her next time. The guard's heart tightened, and he subconsciously straightened his back and saluted:
"Sir, this soldier's attitude is very firm, and she is a loyal soldier who almost died on the front line, so I... Anyway, she gave me this letter, saying that you will see her when you see it."
"Oh! OK, give it to me."
Cocolia shook her head, sighed, and took the white envelope from the soldier.
'It's probably another report of corrupt officers, or a complaint about a research base doing human experiments? That's all.'
Cocolia guessed as a matter of course and opened the envelope.
[The Serpent gives greetings to you.]
Cocolia was stunned for a moment, and the pupils in her gem-like purple eyes suddenly shrank.
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