"You may...be...recorded in history because of your...bravery...but the reason...I can't say."
When the group of people stood up and followed Calvin outside.
Valk from the Reviler was the last to pass by the Battle Sister and said this to her.
"My loyalty is only responsible to the Emperor! You have no right to judge my past!"
Battle Sister Claudia's nose was almost crooked. She was most annoyed by the mysterious chapter culture of these Astartes.
If you don't know what the ancestors of this group of people did thousands of years ago, you may offend them in some strange place.
If extroverted Ultramarines are easier to talk to, at least they will point it out to your face and leave you a chance to apologize.
On the contrary, the Raven Guard in front of me is the other extreme:
This group of Astartes, who can't beat a single thing with three sticks, usually has a dull language and poor communication. As a non-Astartes unit, it is really lucky to be able to exchange combat intelligence with them normally.
As for the current nonsense, this was not the first time Claudia heard it, but she still couldn't accept it.
As for the more extreme examples, she was not unaware of them. She had also heard about the reputation of "that war group" from some sisters who were lucky enough to come back alive.
Being able to survive after meeting them on the battlefield is as lucky as coming back alive after meeting the Gray Knights...
Thinking of this, Claudia suddenly found herself arguing with a Gray Knight.
Well, in order to avenge the sacrificed sisters and be loyal to the emperor for a longer period of time, she decided to show some kindness appropriately in the subsequent interactions.
Well, appropriate...
Calvin walked outside the small shelter.
While he was thinking about the information he had compiled and making preliminary judgments, he was avoiding the passing of mortals in the small space.
It's not that these mortals don't respect him.
But the passage that can pass a single-person rail transport vehicle is still too narrow for Calvin's huge body.
If both people don't turn sideways, no one can get past.
Well...we don't have space control or air control, which means that the enemy has the advantage of large-scale maneuverability and fire support.
Therefore, as soon as ascending the heights echoed the gathered fantasies, they stayed in his mind for less than half a second before being eliminated.
The substances that make up them are turned into sugar and waste again along the current between ganglia, and are washed away along the blood vessels...
Large outposts and key defense nodes have also been either destroyed or under enemy control.
This means that material supply and cross-regional movement after small-scale concentration of troops will become problems.
Combined with the enemy's air superiority, guerrilla warfare and security warfare have become a joke.
"hiss…………"
He sighed and overturned his simplest subconscious thoughts. Instead, he reorganized his thoughts and assumed the battle mode towards the most unfavorable situation.
There were still a few steps away from the entrance of the shelter, and there was no sign of anyone in front of him.
Subconsciously standing on the spot, Calvin's mind on the battlefield logic of the advantages and disadvantages of various permissions and the comparison between the enemy and ourselves was running rapidly.
Immersive thinking helped him capture every detail of the battlefield, and also made the Astartes following him hold their breath, waiting for this lord's decision.
"I remember..." Calvin looked back at Talos, who was nearest, and said with some hesitation:
"Have you searched for the supplies of those "Emperor's Sons"?"
He seemed to have thought of something, and then asked Talos:
"The base number of ammunition, what is the base number of ammunition they carry with them? What is the model ratio?"
Talos is also a veteran of war, how could he not know Calvin's intentions.
He responded without thinking:
"Conventional warheads have about three bases, which is 40% lower than the average. I didn't pick up the hellfire bombs for fear of contaminating the firearm, but the number should not exceed one base."
"Confirmed?" Calvin asked.
The word base is not used randomly. It is the average ammunition load of a unit, which is the overall status of the unit, and is by no means the specific number of soldiers.
"confirm!"
Talos briefly recalled his recent outings, and then gave a positive gesture.
"I noticed that the big demon came from the Lord of War and was not the descendant of the evil god that the "Emperor's Son" believed in? Were they originally together?" Calvin asked again.
"No, that demon came after I failed to break out! But, is there any problem with this?"
Talos replied doubtfully that of course these battlefield details could not be hidden from him and the rest of the Astartes warriors.
But apart from knowing that there seemed to be some problems with the supplies of these "emperors", they had no way of making use of the rest of the information.
After the war, they thought about these details more than once, and if there was any information that could be used, they would not leave it to Calvin today to "use the remaining heat."
This is not a compliment to Calvin, it is an insult to all professional soldiers.
"No, no, no."
Calvin looked at the three Astartes behind him and the "Emperor's Daughters" at the end of the team who were also listening to him attentively, and shook his head to deny their doubts.
He pointed to his brain and said to them:
"It's not your fault. There is some information that only I can get. Without that information, these information would be invalid fragments."
What is the intelligence that only Calvin can sense?
The people present looked at his gestures and were thinking along with his train of thought.
Claudia, who was at the back of the team, was the first to react.
She looked at Calvin with hostility and said in the most disdainful tone:
"Psychic power? What nonsense! You blabbermouth guy! Are you trying to tell us that you can prophesy?"
This biased performance obviously still comes from the historical allusions of her order.
After experiencing a complete deception, this group of simple and stubborn battle sisters became known for their anti-prophecy and anti-authority for thousands of years.
Today's reaction is offensive in the eyes of others, but in the eyes of the Battle Sisters, it is considered very polite.
"No, you misunderstood."
Calvin was very familiar with their history and culture, so he had no reason to mind Claudia's rudeness.
"It's the vibration of the subspace. I can still hear it. The killing there is not over yet."
He pointed to his own brain, and then pointed to the direction of the planet that their satellite had been orbiting, but without further explanation, the vibration he heard was actually the wail of the souls of the people of the empire.
Seeing that everyone in front of him was still confused, he explained his deduction in detail:
“There was still killing going on there, but not in a Salish style.
If we refer to the battle records when you first arrived, and the Khorne demon from yesterday.
That can prove that this "Emperor's Son" war gang is not the main force of Chaos. There are other warbands here.
And they were still fighting the defenders there. "
"That's impossible!" It was Claudia again. She rejected Calvin's inference without thinking:
"It has been occupied for more than ten years! How can it still have the strength to resist?"
Yes, this is a conclusion that sounds impossible.
The three Astartes were also thinking about what the two said.
Ten years have passed since the initial rebellion of cultists in the galaxy, followed by the Chaos invasion, the loss of the planetary defense system, and even the destruction of the final surface orbital weapons and the airborne landing of large-scale Chaos Space Marines.
Chaos-wise, this is an example of a complete penetrating attack.
From the perspective of the empire, it is a negative example of festering from the inside out and then being crushed by external forces.
No matter which way you think about it, there should be no possibility of long-term resistance here.
They came to this conclusion in their minds and looked up at Calvin, hoping he would think differently.
"Think about the reasons why they chose to fight like this."
Calvin did not give a direct answer, but gave them hints.
He hopes these fighters can break away from grassroots tactical thinking and think from a higher perspective.
But it looked like he was destined to be disappointed.
The minimum service age of these soldiers, including Claudia, is close to a hundred years.
If they really have this kind of command thinking that is not strategic, even at the operational level, they will not stay in grassroots positions in their own troops.
Of course, Talos was not included. He had obviously thought of something.
Unfortunately, in order not to expose his origins, he suppressed his desire to answer and chose silence.
"Okay..." Calvin's disappointed eyes flickered.
Now that he knew that there was no more valuable assistant among these soldiers, he stopped trying to keep it secret.
"The fact that they took such a long time to run this attack can only mean one thing. And that is that they want to get everything here intact."
Calvin pointed to the huge planet on the other side of the sky and said:
"In order to resist the empire's subsequent counterattack, they must have a complete population and industrial base of a core planet! This is their choice!"
Having said this, Calvin looked at Valk, who was sandwiched between Talos and the Angel of Death, and said pointedly:
"Then the question is, who can make them so hostile and entangled with them for more than ten years in a complicated industrial planet?"
Following his gaze, everyone looked at Valk who still maintained a dull expression.
Under Calvin's light words, they came to an incredible conclusion:
"These descendants of Corax are still holding on to that planet after more than ten years of fierce battle?"
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