Traveling through time, I'm making pancakes in Warhammer

Chapter 412 Self-Sacrifice

"Captain, the problem now is that we are all about to die. It is useless to shout slogans at this time." A Guvisa immediately took over after Daier finished speaking.

"This is not a slogan!" Dayl refuted Guvisa's words: "This is our belief."

After hearing this, Gu Weisa was slightly stunned, then lowered his head and remained silent.

"This is our belief," Daryl repeated, this time in a slightly softer tone, but emphasizing the word "we." "Everyone, we can't just hold on to our beliefs when we're comfortable. We should do so even more when our beliefs conflict with reality."

"My fellow human friends, my fellow Nicasa friends, and my fellow Kroot friends, the reason why we can unite together is because we share a common belief. You human friends should be the most clear about this. Perhaps you made this request unintentionally, but this proposal has indeed trampled on the bottom line of Tau'av, so I absolutely cannot allow it." said Da'ir.

"But you're right. Words alone can't fill your stomach, so..." Daryl paused before continuing, "So I decided to voluntarily give up all my rations and give them to anyone in need. Other than that, I won't force anyone to make sacrifices."

"I'll give up all my rations, too." Dalton then stepped forward and said, "After we die, you can recycle all our nutrients. That's all we can do."

Then he added, "Brothers, especially human brothers, if we were united solely by interests rather than identification with the Tau'av, we would not have stayed here more than a decade ago. Do you hope that this place will become like the Empire in the future?"

Ultimately, Dayl and Dalton's speeches met with no opposition. After a long silence, another weak voice rang out. A human casualty lying on a hospital bed pulled out the oxygen tube inserted into his nose and said:

"I... I am also willing... to give up all my rations... for Tau'av."

So, under the leadership of Daryl and Dalton, more people took the same action. Although many of them were wounded and sick who were originally planned to be abandoned, voluntarily sacrificing oneself and being forced to sacrifice by others are two completely different concepts.

Maybe Daryl and Dalton's speeches and examples today impressed others, but who knows if someone will want to sacrifice them again when the situation becomes more difficult and Daryl is unable to control the situation?

Things that have not happened are unpredictable, and human hearts are unpredictable, but the voluntary sacrifice of these wounded soldiers at least gave themselves a more decent ending.

Except for Dalton and Daryl, they should have survived to the end based on their identities.

Before leaving the cockpit, Daryl used the last of the spacecraft's fuel to correct the course.

The target of the route is an unfamiliar star. According to detection, there is a planet around this star that can theoretically allow water to exist in liquid form.

The rest of the situation is completely unknown.

Dayl placed his last hope on this strange planet. The Imo will drift towards the planet without power, and the estimated voyage time is about ten Terra years.

If no miracle happens, even with the best plans, when the Imo crashes into the planet, only those Nikasar people who can enter hibernation without relying on equipment will remain on the spacecraft. These Nikasar people may eventually return to the Tau Empire and tell others what happened on the spacecraft.

To prevent the Kroot from using the dormant Nikasar as food in their extreme hunger, Daryl placed all the dormant Nikasar in a sturdy room that could only be opened from the inside. He was willing to trust these Kroot allies, but he was still unwilling to pin all his hopes on the morality of others.

After completing all the preparations, what follows is endless waiting and suffering.

Daryl did not return to his room, but stayed in the medical room with his crew.

He and Dalton sat down against the wall side by side, closed their eyes, and kept their movement to a minimum.

Time passed day by day, and Daryl never opened his eyes.

Dalton once introduced him to a behavior called meditation, which could help him empty his mind and forget his worries. However, Dayl had tried it many times, including this time. Whenever he closed his eyes, he would uncontrollably think of many things. Not only did he not forget his worries, but he became even more anxious.

In the first few days, Daryl felt hungry and thirsty, but after this situation lasted for a while, the feeling of hunger and thirst disappeared. However, this did not mean that the situation had improved, but that his body had activated its self-protection mechanism to isolate the feeling of discomfort.

Despite this, Daryl could still feel that he was like a candle burning continuously. Even if a miracle happened and they were rescued, this experience of enduring hunger would inevitably greatly shorten his lifespan.

After almost two weeks, Daryl finally felt that he was about to burn out. He opened his eyes for the last time and wanted to take a look at the world. At this time, he had lost his color vision and only saw black and white. He lowered his head and the first thing he saw was his hands. He could hardly connect these dry and wrinkled hands with his own hands. When he was sure that these were his hands, he looked to his side again.

The human beside him had long since died. He had offered up his food earlier than Daryl, and the human's consumption was greater than his. Now, beside him was just a rotting corpse.

At this moment, Daryl saw the body move. Before he could figure out the reason, Dalton's body was picked up by the Kroot and dragged out of Daryl's sight. Then Daryl heard an unsettling chewing sound.

If he died, he would probably end up like this, which was the ending he had prepared for from the beginning.

But after hearing the chewing sound, his mouth began to secrete saliva again, and the feeling of hunger returned as never before.

No life can withstand the test when facing death. Daryl knew that if he stepped forward at this moment and asked those Kroot people to give him a piece of meat, they would not refuse.

But if he really did that, he would become the one who took the lead in trampling on Tau'av.

He deceived others into death in the name of Tau'av, but in the end he himself did not stand the test.

The desire to survive and the persistence of faith were fighting fiercely in his mind. At some point, he saw the surgical instruments on the table not far from him, including a sharp scalpel.

In fact, if you don’t want to endure the pain, there is another way.