Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes

"You may...will be recorded in history...because of your...bravery...but the reason...I can't tell you."

When everyone stood up and followed Calvin out.

Valk, the last one to pass by the battle sister, said this to her.

"My loyalty is only to the Emperor! You have no right to judge my past!"

Battle sister Claudia's nose was almost crooked. She hated the mysterious warband culture of these Astartes the most.

If you don't know what the ancestors of these people did thousands of years ago, you may offend them in some strange way.

If it's an extroverted Ultramarines, it's easier to talk to them. At least they will point it out directly to your face and give you a chance to apologize.

On the contrary, the Raven Guard in front of you is the other extreme:

This group of Astartes who can't even make a fart are usually dull in language and poor in communication. As a non-Astartes unit, it's a blessing to be able to communicate with them normally for combat intelligence.

As for this kind of incoherent words now, it's not the first time Claudia has heard it, but she still can't accept it.

As for more extreme examples, she was not unaware of them. She had heard about the reputation of "that regiment" from some sisters who were lucky enough to come back alive.

Being able to survive after meeting them on the battlefield was as lucky as coming back alive after meeting the Grey Knights...

Thinking of this, Claudia suddenly found herself arguing with a Grey Knight.

Well, in order to avenge her sacrificed sisters and be loyal to the Emperor for a longer period of time, she decided to show some kindness appropriately in the future.

Well, appropriately...

Calvin walked out of this small shelter.

While thinking about the intelligence he had collected and making a preliminary judgment, he avoided the passing of mortals in the small space with his clone.

It's not that these mortals don't respect him.

But this passage that can pass a single-person rail transport vehicle is still too narrow for Calvin's huge body.

If both of them don't turn sideways, no one can get through.

Well...the control of the universe and the control of the air are not in our hands, which means that the advantages of large-scale mobility and firepower support are in the hands of the enemy.

So Deng Gao responded to the fantasy of the gathering, which stayed in his mind for less than half a second before being eliminated.

The substances that made them up also turned into sugar and waste along the current between the ganglia, and were washed away along the blood vessels...

Large outposts and key defense nodes were either destroyed or under the control of the enemy.

This means that the supply of materials and cross-regional movement after a small-scale concentration of troops will become a problem.

In connection with the enemy's previous air superiority, the guerrilla warfare and security warfare have become a joke.

"Hiss..."

He sighed and overturned the simplest idea in his subconscious. Instead, he reorganized his thoughts and assumed the battle mode to the most unfavorable situation.

There were still a few steps away from the door of the shelter, and there was no trace in front of him.

Standing in place subconsciously, Calvin's mind was running rapidly on the advantages and disadvantages of various permissions and the comparison between the enemy and us in the battlefield logic.

Immersive thinking helped him capture every detail of the battlefield, and also made the Astartes following behind hold their breath, waiting for the decision of this adult.

"I remember..." Calvin looked back at Talos, who was closest to him, and said hesitantly: "Have you searched for the supplies of those "Emperor's Sons"? "He seemed to have thought of something, and then asked Talos: "Ammunition base, how many bases of ammunition do they carry with them? What is the model ratio?" Talos is also a veteran, how could he not know Calvin's intention. He responded without thinking: "Conventional bullets are about three bases, which is 40% lower than the average. I didn't pick up the hellfire bombs for fear of contaminating the guns, but the number should not exceed one base." "Confirm?" Calvin asked. The word base is not used indiscriminately. It is the average ammunition load of a unit, that is, the overall status of the unit, and it is definitely not the specific number of a certain soldier. "Confirmed!" Talos recalled his recent outings and then gave a positive gesture. "I noticed that the great demon came from the Lord of War, not the offspring of the evil god believed by the "Emperor's Son"? Were they together at the beginning?" Calvin asked again. "No, that demon came after I failed to break out! But, what's the problem?" Talos answered doubtfully. Of course, the details on the battlefield could not be hidden from him and the other Astartes warriors. But apart from knowing that there seemed to be some problems with the supplies of these "Emperor's Sons", they had no way to use the rest of the information. After the war, they thought about these details more than once. If there was any information that could be used, it would not be left for Calvin to "play with the remaining heat". This is not a compliment to Calvin, but an insult to all professional soldiers. "No, no, no." Calvin looked at the three Astartes behind him and the "Emperor's Daughter" who was also listening to him attentively at the end of the team, and shook his head to deny their doubts. He pointed to his brain and said to them: "It's not your fault. Some information can only be obtained from me. Without that information, these information are all invalid fragments." What is the information that only Calvin can feel?

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 also 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.

Chaotically speaking, 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 that these soldiers 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 reveal his origin, he suppressed his desire to answer and chose silence.

"Okay..." Calvin's disappointed eyes flickered.

Now that he knew that there were no more valuable assistants among these soldiers, he stopped trying to keep it secret.

"The fact that they took so long 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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