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Chapter 2903 Stand up and wait for help

"Okay, very energetic!"
Seth's sudden appreciation almost jumped up with a horror of fear to Hayes. Soshiyan nodded, with an admiring look in his eyes.
"I already know your ideas, let's go back to the company first."
"yes!"
Hayes had just saluted, and suddenly his stomach began to squirm uncontrollably. Although the sound was not obvious on this occasion, Astart's hearing was enough to capture.
He immediately turned around and wanted to leave with a little blushing, but Soshiyang waved to the servants beside him.
"Give two cans of ant cattle to Lieutenant Hayes."
Soon, the attendant delivered a box of canned ant cows to Hayes. Hayes was a little hesitant at first, and Soshiyan immediately said:
"Don't worry, it's already very safe to handle. You can eat it by opening it. The emperor is not short of hungry soldiers. How can I let you go back with an empty stomach?"
"Thank you, Lord General!"
Hayes then took the can and left the command center all the way.
"This person can use it."
Soshyan's words were both to Bahram and to Arash.
"After the battle here is over, he will go to the temporary class of the Army Senior Officers Academy in the battle group to study for a while, and then arrange a new position according to his academic performance."
After dealing with this little episode, Soshiyang returned to his daily position, which is in front of the tactical instrument.
At this time, the casualties of each stronghold have been basically reported. After Tyron changed his tactics and used small troops to harass and poison gas to advance, the casualties of each troops increased. And once the defense pressure of a stronghold is raised to the limit, Tyron will seize the opportunity to launch a general attack very accurately.
In the defense battle of 9 strongholds, 31 Knights of the Star Realm were killed, 17 people were killed in the White Temple, 9 people were killed in the flesh-torn fight, 8 people were killed in the Mantis Warriors, and 65 Astartes were killed in the total, while the number of deaths in the mortal troops exceeded 120,000. This number doesn't seem to be big, but Soshyan was very painful. This is not a casual cannon fodder. This is a force that he spent a lot of time and resources to build is no less than that of any elite Astral Army. In addition, the loss of weapons is not small. There are 87 aircraft of various types, 376 ground armor, air defense vehicles and artillery, and more than 1,200 heavy support weapons of various types were destroyed, and 89 combat robots of different types were completely damaged.
As for light weapons and protective gear, it is even more impossible to calculate.
These are all things that were taken out of his pocket. Although they also destroyed a lot of Tyron, Soshyan knew very well that it was meaningless.
No, any, meaning!
As long as biomass can be recovered, Tyron will not suffer any so-called losses. In order to prevent the other party from obtaining biomass, the bodies of the dead must be burned as soon as possible.
But even so, Soshiyang knew that this exchange ratio would always be the one who lost money on humans.
To defeat the Tyron Zerg, the decisive factor is always in space, which is why he devoted most of his resources to fleet construction. In fact, a company commander has always told him that the number of soldiers in the legion has recovered too slowly, but Soshiyang disagreed with this view.
Just like the current situation, what's the use of just stuffing 40,000 to 50,000 Space Marines on the ground?
Can they kill all the endless sea of ​​insects?
It is like hoping to defeat Tyron in ground combat, which is like trying to destroy all fish with a fish rod on the beach. It is a naive and ignorant idea. Large infantryism has limitations.
"Now we can say we are trapped in the lonely city."
After expanding the war zone, you can see that the Snow Palace is like an isolated island standing in the ocean, but those that appear on the camera like liquid are actually filled with poisonous fog.
"Terron has evolved many units that can climb and glide for a short time. The cliffs around the Snow Palace are no longer natural dangers, so you must be vigilant at all times."
At this time, Seth, Arash, Metlus, Andal and others had gathered around the camera. Soshiyang dragged the "army cards" with his hands and deployed them in various defense areas of the Snow Palace. This efficient tactical command was also learned from the Spirits. After all, it was a waste of time to report a lot of names every time the army was deployed. After the army cards were deployed, they would be directly transmitted to the specific troops through the command center.
"The task now is defense, and the key to defense is firepower, personnel and materials allocation. Astat can stay awake, but ordinary people always have to eat, drink, defecate and urinate. At present, the reserve of survival materials in Snow Palace... It is estimated that it can be used for 2 months, but ammunition is relatively scarce, especially heavy ammunition. According to the current defensive pressure, it will be consumed for one month at most. Fortunately, the total output power of the reactor below Snow Palace has increased by 170% after being improved by the mechanical memorial service, so there is no problem with the supply of energy weapons for the time being."
At this time, Metluth asked:
"Since the arrival of Tyron's first creature, we have adhered to the 26 standard Tyrandays, right?"
Soshiyang nodded.
"Yes."
"How long will it take to stick to the next?"
"It depends on the speed of the Malakin brothers."
Although no one had any questions before the war, after seeing Tyron's high-intensity offensive rhythm, many Space Marines also felt a little shaken. After all, it is difficult for people to feel safe by entrusting their lives to another person.
Metluth's confidence was obviously not as strong as it was at the beginning. He hesitated for a moment and said slowly:
"If there is any accident over there...what should we do here?"
Soshyan noticed that Seth and others were looking at him. Although they had no expressions, they were obviously concerned about this issue. After all, to put it bluntly, even if the commander of the battle team was fighting, he still had to consider the issue of the battle team's survival. No one really wanted to lead the entire team to die on the same battlefield.
This has nothing to do with courage or cowardice, but the responsibility that the leader of the battle team must shoulder.
But Soshiyan showed great confidence and even answered this question with a smile.
"No matter what accident happens, I promise to let everyone leave the world safely. As long as you keep it, there is a way, but I believe that the descendants of San Gilles will never be late, whether ten thousand years ago or ten thousand years later."
Seeing that he was so confident, Metluth said nothing and nodded.
"Then let us destroy more aliens for the Emperor!"
"uncle!"
Hayes had just returned to the company and entered the tent and sat on a chair that he had brought from somewhere. He put one can into his backpack and placed the other on a small table. Just as he was about to pry open the can to fill his stomach, Xiao Feidun rushed in like a whirlwind, with several people following him.
"What's wrong?"
Hayes was stunned for a moment, stopped the canned knife in his hand, wondering what kind of epilepsy this guy was having.
Xiao Feiton ran to him with a look of surprise, then bent down to hold Hayes' arm.
"Uncle, I won't be a medical soldier anymore. Give me a company commander!"
"Hiss, why are you going crazy?"
Chapter completed!
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