Section 103: Sowing for the Joy of Harvesting

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Taking a drag on his cigarette, the Chief Commissar of the 17th Guard Infantry Division stood in the trenches, unable to see the distant scenery through the thin morning mist. However, after last night's night battle, the bodies of Chaos littered the entire frontline. The stacks of corpses even made cleanup extremely difficult, so much so that even as the Chief Commissar, he could not make the soldiers, who had fought all through the night, move the bodies of Chaos.

But there was no need to worry about anything. Engma's Paladins had already purified the land, and the cold weather prevented the bodies of Chaos from decaying too quickly—an essential factor. If it were summer, and if the bodies were not dealt with swiftly, the whole combat zone would likely turn into an epidemic area soon enough.

The wooden door to the cabin behind him opened, and the Commissar turned his head to look. His division's commander had come out, "Has the third lie detection passed?"