Seth's sudden voice of appreciation almost made Hayes jump up in fright. Soshyan also nodded, with an appreciative look in his eyes.
"I already understand your thoughts. Let's go back to the company first."
"yes!"
As soon as Hayes saluted, his intestines and stomach suddenly began to move uncontrollably. Although the sound was not obvious on this occasion, Astartes' hearing was enough to catch it.
He immediately blushed and turned to leave, but Soshyan waved to the attendant.
"Give Lieutenant Hayes two cans of antbull."
Soon, the attendant brought a box of canned ant-cow to Hayes. Hayes was a little hesitant at first, but Soshyan then said:
"Don't worry, it has been handled very safely. You can open it and eat it. The emperor is not short of hungry soldiers, so how can I let you go back with an empty stomach."
"Thank you, Lord Consul!"
Hayes accepted the can and left the command center.
"This person can be used."
Soshyan said this to both Bahram and Arash.
"After the fighting here is over, let him go to the regiment's Army Senior Officers Academy's temporary class to study for a period of time. We will assign him a new position based on his academic performance."
After dealing with this episode, Soshyan returned to his daily post, which was in front of the tactical instrument.
At this time, the casualty figures of each stronghold have basically been reported. After Tyran changed tactics and used small units to disrupt the poison gas advance, the casualties of each unit increased. Moreover, once the defense pressure of a stronghold was raised to the limit, Tyran
You will seize the opportunity very accurately to launch a general attack.
In the defense of a total of 9 strongholds, 31 Astral Knights died, 17 White Templars died, 9 Flesh Tearers died, 8 Mantis Warriors died, a total of 65 Astartes died, and mortals
The number of troops killed in action exceeded 120,000. This number does not seem large, but Soshyan is very sad. This is not just cannon fodder that he randomly pulled to fill in the lines. This is a planet that he has spent a lot of time and resources to build that is not inferior to any star.
The elite troops of the border army also suffered considerable losses in terms of weapons. 87 aircraft of various types, 376 ground armors, anti-aircraft vehicles and artillery, as well as more than 1,200 heavy support weapons of various types were destroyed, and another 89 units of different types were destroyed.
The battle robot was completely destroyed.
As for light weapons and protective gear, they are even more incalculable.
These were all things that he actually took out of his pocket. Although many Tyranids were eliminated, Soshyan knew very well that this was meaningless.
Meaningless!
As long as the biomass can be recovered, Tyran will have no so-called losses. In order to prevent the other party from obtaining the biomass, the bodies of the fallen will be burned immediately.
But even so, Soshyan knows that in this exchange ratio, it is always the human side that loses.
To defeat the Tyranids, the decisive factor will always be in space. This is why he invested most of his resources in fleet construction. In fact, the company commander has been secretly telling him that the number of soldiers in the legion is recovering too slowly.
, but Soshyan disagrees with this view.
Just like the current situation, what's the point of just stuffing 40,000 to 50,000 Space Marines on the ground?
Can they kill all the endless sea of insects?
Expecting to defeat the Tyranids in ground combat is like trying to wipe out all the fish on the beach with a fishing rod. It is a naive and ignorant idea. The doctrine of large infantry has its limitations.
"Now we can be said to be trapped in a lonely city."
After expanding the scope of the war zone, you can see that the Snow Palace looks like an isolated island standing in the ocean, but what appears like liquid on the imaging device is actually a diffuse poisonous mist.
"The Tyranids have evolved many units that can climb and glide for a short time. The cliffs around the Snow Palace are no longer natural dangers. We must always be vigilant."
At this time, Seth, Arash, Metellus, Andal and others had gathered around the imaging device. Soshyan dragged the "soldiers" one by one with his hands and deployed them in various defense areas of the Snow Palace.
, this efficient method of issuing tactical orders was also borrowed from the Eldar. After all, it is a waste of time to report a lot of names every time a deployment is carried out. After the troop cards are deployed, they will be communicated directly to the specific personnel through the command center.
force.
"The current task is to defend, and the key to defense lies in the deployment of firepower, personnel and materials. The Astartes can stay awake, but mortals always have to eat, drink and relieve themselves. The current survival material reserves in the Snow Palace are estimated to be...
It can be used for 2 months, but ammunition is relatively scarce, especially heavy ammunition. According to the current defense pressure, it can last for up to a month before being exhausted. Fortunately, the reactor under the Snow Palace has been improved by the Adeptus Mechanicus and has a total output
The power has been increased by 170%, so there is no supply problem for energy weapons for the time being."
Then Metellus asked:
"Since the arrival of the first Tyranid creature, we have adhered to 26 standard Terran days, right?"
Soshyan nodded.
"Yes."
"Then how long do you need to hold on?"
"It depends on the speed of the Malaki brothers."
Although everyone had no doubts before the war, after seeing the high-intensity attack rhythm of Tyranids, many space warriors were a little shaken. After all, it is difficult for people to feel safe when their lives are completely entrusted to another person.
Metellus' confidence was obviously not as strong as it was at the beginning. After hesitating for a moment, he said slowly:
"If something unexpected happens 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, no matter how militant a chapter leader is, he still has to consider the issue of the survival of the chapter.
No one really wants to lead the entire regiment to death on the same battlefield.
This has nothing to do with bravery or cowardice, but a responsibility that the Chapter Leader must shoulder.
But Soshyan acted extremely confident and even answered the question with a smile.
"No matter what accident happens, I guarantee that everyone can leave this world safely. As long as we hold on, there will be a way. But I believe even more that the descendants of Sanguinius will never be late, no matter if it is ten thousand years ago or ten thousand years ago.
back."
Seeing how confident he was, Metellus didn't say anything and nodded.
"Then let us destroy more aliens for the Emperor!"
"uncle!"
Hayes had just returned to the company, entered the tent and sat on a chair brought from nowhere. He put a can into his backpack and put another one on the small table. Just as he was about to pry open the can to fill his stomach, Fei suddenly
He rushed in like a whirlwind, followed by several people.
"What's wrong?"
Hayes was stunned for a moment and stopped holding the can knife in his hand. He didn't know what was wrong with this guy.
Little Feiton ran to him with a face of surprise, then bent down and held Hayes' arm.
"Uncle, I don't want to be a medic anymore, make me a company commander instead!"
"Hey, why are you so crazy?"
Hayes shook off his hand, then continued to open his own can, then lit the portable stove and put the opened can on the fire to roast, and soon a strong fragrance came out.