Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!

Chapter 59 02.0059: ‘Ripple Theory’

Horatio walked up to the tall Gothic main teaching building made of red bricks, I-beams and quick-concrete.

Climbing up the 150-step staircase, Horatio saw Archie return to the staircase and take a picture of the distant view of the Plaza of Honor.

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He turned his head and looked at the square. The photo taken from Archie’s angle was indeed beautiful.

He was just about to ask Archie what kind of photos he took, when suddenly, a group of students walked by in a row, almost occupying the entire middle of the stairs, as if they were holding such a big living person, and one of them directly bumped into Archie’s shoulder.

The camera flew out of his hand, and the young sergeant who bumped into him took a step in the air, and almost lost his balance and fell. He finally regained his balance.

The strengthened Horatio moved agilely and leaped over to catch the camera.

"Are you blind?" The sergeant who bumped into Archie angrily pulled his collar and pushed him.

This group of people also wore decent Zhongsi military uniforms. While ensuring the general consistency of the style, they had some modifications in details. At first glance, they were privately customized based on the uniform regulations. The luxurious Zhongsi uniforms and the shining family emblem on the chest revealed disdain and disgust in their behavior.

[Zhongsi noble students.] Horatio recognized the names of these people.

"Can't a staircase accommodate you so wide? You line up in a row and don't let others go."

Regardless of the other party's identity, Horatio was fearless, stepped forward and said a fair word, and returned the camera to Archie who wanted to endure it.

Horatio was born in an aristocratic family, and even more so a veteran naval family. All the people in Abyss Port who were connected with the Gothic Fleet had to respect the Cochrane family.

It's just that he didn't like to wear the Cochrane family's sea dragon emblem to show off.

Seeing Horatio wearing a military uniform, which was straight and beautiful, and made of expensive fabrics, but without a family emblem, several students in the corridor whispered to each other, guessing whether he was a noble loyal student or a civilian preparatory student from a wealthy family.

Military uniforms are not cheap, ranging from tens of thousands of yuan, and high-end customization can cost tens or even millions.

Therefore, ordinary loyal students only have regular uniforms, not military uniforms. When attending important occasions, many people try to find wealthy classmates to rent them, or simply wear regular uniforms.

These children who have lost their parents, except for being born in noble families, rarely have the conditions to support this expense. They have to save money to buy officer or non-commissioned officer uniforms after graduation, so they are not willing to be so extravagant on student uniforms.

"Who are you?"

As he spoke, the aristocratic student with an unhappy face pushed Horatio's chest, but did not push at all. He was stunned for a second, which made this move very embarrassing.

"Horatio Cochrane." The black-haired young man straightened his body and looked at him, looking down at him.

"Hehehe! Decent, decent! Gentlemen."

Among the students who were looking for trouble, a freshman with the rank of reserve sergeant like Horatio was standing in the center. The brown-haired young man dressed in a dandy and fancy way shouted jokingly, as if he was deliberately trying to show his right to speak.

Horatio glanced at the emblem on his chest. He remembered that emblem. It was also the only emblem that GW had shown in the Gothic Fleet rulebook - the emblem of the Ravensburg family.

It seems that this person is the second son of the Ravensburg family mentioned by the captain Stirling.

"Oh~oh~it turns out to be a descendant of Admiral Speyer."

The second son of the Ravensburg family was beaming with joy, and smiled with a hint of incitement, his vision shifting back and forth between the two people:

"Do you know who I am?"

[Of course I know who you are, the emblem is so big. ]

Horatio raised half of his eyebrows and looked at him speechlessly.

A low whisper came from the side.

"Horatio Cochrane? He's the one who was said to have been in the Lower Nest for eight years, and was suddenly confirmed to be the descendant of Admiral Speyer these two days."

"Is it him?"

"But he doesn't look like he has been in the Lower Nest at all. Isn't this quite respectable."

The noble student accompanying the second son of the Ravensburg family whispered.

"I, David Betty, the Ravensburg family, I'm sure you all have heard of my family."

When the second son said this, his nose almost turned up to the sky.

"It's our first meeting. I didn't expect that after so many years, our two families can still be comrades-in-arms."

Horatio politely gave David Betty a nod, and the second son also returned the greeting to Horatio.

Both ignored the young noble who was looking for trouble, leaving him standing there in a daze, his face flushed with anger.

Even if he was ignored, he had to give the Sky Eagle salute to both of them at the same time.

Everyone knows what kind of reputation Ravensburg and Speyer have in Abyss Port. They are not something that a small branch family of a third-rate merchant vagrant can afford to offend.

The boomerang of "Who do you think you are?" flew around and hit his head.

[Horatio... is he the descendant of Admiral Speyer? ] An unrealistic sense of etherealness made Archie feel a little dizzy.

He remembered the scene where he and this descendant of Speyer took photos under the statue of Admiral Speyer just now, and felt a little incredible trance.

"Hey, are you from Collingwood?" The second son of the Ravensburg family looked at Archie.

"Ah, yes."

"How did your family get into such a mess? Didn't you even get the position of a reserve officer? You come here to apply for a job, tut tut." David Betty pouted.

He has a very sharp tongue and speaks bluntly.

Archie smiled bitterly and lowered his head, saying nothing, and soon his smile disappeared.

A blue-haired young man standing in the classroom behind them was watching this scene silently.

Whether looking at Horatio, the second son of the Ravensburg family and a naval family, he looked at him with the same cold eyes and frowned.

His military uniform was luxurious, with a large and complex emblem hanging on his chest, and the dividing line symbolized that the emblem was formed by the marriage of two nobles.

Half of it was a steel gun and a cannon, and the other half was a scepter and a feather pen of the Ministry of the Interior, symbolizing that his parents were a general of the Imperial Guard and a senior official of the Ministry of the Interior like Farida Hood.

The name "Henry Harvey" was written on the badge, and this name also appeared in the first place on the 3810th academic points ranking list.

The shoulder straps were clearly hung with the rank of junior sergeant major of the navy.

At the age of 16, the rank he achieved was too high in any way. A 16-year-old junior sergeant major in the navy! Not only was he not from a naval family, he was even born in a Star Army family.

"It's unbecoming." The young man snorted coldly like ice, turned his eyes away proudly, and turned back to the main building. The students who were watching the excitement made way and saluted him.

At this time, on a tall building not far away, Principal George Anson, wearing an admiral's uniform, put his hands behind his back and frowned as he watched what happened on the stairs of the main building.

"Is it the 'Hell's Vanguard' that he proposed?"

"Yes, sir." Brigadier General Edward replied, holding a delicate teacup.

"No fight, you are quite smooth in handling things. Captain Sterling, I remember you had a lot of fights before."

"Now we fight more, sir. Suppression, purges, boarding, fighting happens all the time, especially on big ships like cruisers."

The captain replied: "If I hadn't fought a lot in school, I would have died a long time ago. Thanks to those guys for honing my close combat skills."

The old man snorted coldly.

"Bring Horatio here, I want to talk to him."

"Yes, sir."

——

A few minutes later.

"Admiral, Horatio is here." Captain Lord Sterling saluted solemnly.

[Admiral, this seems to be Principal George Anson. ]

"Horatio Cochrane reports to you!" Horatio cheered up, looked at the old man standing in front of the French window, and saluted.

"Yeah." The old man responded, and Brigadier General Edward Peru standing in front of the table signaled that the two of them had finished the ceremony.

Horatio followed Captain Lord Sterling forward until he walked to the table.

"Lance Corporal Cochran, what do you think of the current military system of the Empire?"

The old man did not want to exchange pleasantries, and did not bring up Horatio's ancestor Speyer first, but went straight to the topic.

[Uh... am I really qualified to comment on this?] Horatio smiled bitterly and looked at Brigadier General Edward beside him.

"You can say whatever you want." The Brigadier General said, and at the same time signaled Lieutenant Sterling to close the door.

Bang--click--

The heavy wooden door was closed.

"Do you think the current military system of the Empire can still give us an advantage on the battlefield?"

"The transport ships are too slow. When the navy's warships appear around the planet, the ground has already begun to dig trenches and build forts. The Imperial Guard will face the artillery and bullets that are ready when they land on the ground.

The navy has to perform other tasks and cannot respond to ground reinforcements. Moreover, we lack support aircraft carriers, and the macro cannons and light spears are too powerful for close-ground support."

Hearing Horatio's answer, the admiral exhaled a long and deep breath and turned around.

Horatio saw the old man's face clearly. His hair was black and white, mostly white. His face was deeply wrinkled by the years, and of course, there were scars from swords and bullets.

He was blind in one eye, which was a terrible white color, and it seemed that he was hit by the enemy in close combat.

But the other intact eye was bright and energetic, and did not look old.

"Since there are these problems, how do you think we should make up for our shortcomings? But it does not violate the problems caused by the code."

Horatio pondered for a while.

"Sit down, sit down, Captain Sterling, you sit down too, and say whatever you think."

"I am not good at land warfare. Once I fight on open ground, I will feel weak." Captain Sterling lay down on the sofa.

Horatio pondered for a while. When Brigadier General Edward Peru asked him about his idea of ​​'Hell's Vanguard' that night, he lay on the soft bed and responded to the situations and problems that the empire might encounter in future operations one by one, and solved them in a targeted manner, and also came up with a concept.

"I think we should form a naval advance force, which should be divided into three parts: a heavy-armored advance defense force, a light-armored advance mobile force, and a special tactical force that is good at reconnaissance and destruction.

The defense force uses heavy equipment, and can even be equipped with heavy tanks such as the Makado type, which have poor mobility but strong firepower.

They are like a stone thrown into the water, stirring up a column of water. The core goal is to protect the landing site, maintain the connection between the landing point and the fleet, and lay a foundation for the subsequent landing forces. At the same time, on the ship, they can also be used as guards to conduct static blocking and anti-jump operations and wait until other reinforcements arrive.

The mobile force is equipped with wheeled fast vehicles or directly uses aircraft to transport forces to spread the splashes created by the defense forces outward.

Try to expand the control area before the enemy reacts, use short and resolute raids to seize valuable targets, disrupt the enemy's defense deployment, and prevent them from having enough time to adjust their deployment before the Imperial Guard lands.

On ships, they can cooperate with the defense forces, quickly transport forces to the area near the enemy's boarding area during the battleship defense, delay the enemy's actions, and intersperse and surround the enemy after the heavy guards arrive and pin down the boarding enemies, and defeat the enemies one by one.

And the Navy's special tactical forces, like the Hell's Vanguard I mentioned to you before, are selected from the elites of the "Scavenger" armed soldiers and equipped with advanced armor.

In my imagination, this is a force that can adapt to different environments, especially close-range and narrow environments. Just like the "Storm Loyal Heirs", they are equipped with the best equipment and use the most rigorous training.

They move in small teams like scattered droplets, conducting reconnaissance before the actions of other troops, and providing intelligence support for the implementation of subsequent combat plans.

After the landing operation was officially launched, they turned to the task of lurking in the enemy's important facilities for destruction, such as the enemy's air defense and macro artillery fortresses.

Because of the use of small teams, there may be insufficient firepower. There should be at least one frigate or destroyer in orbit to provide firepower and airborne support to assist them in completing the task. In fleet battles, they are elite forces that specialize in lightning strikes, and they will teleport and board the enemy's bridge or engine room to strike, and return immediately after completing the task. "

As soon as Horatio finished speaking, the room fell into silence, and only the sound of breathing proved that there were people here.

"Let's just name this the 'Ripple Theory'." Admiral Anson broke the silence first.

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