"We have to find a way to get there! Only when we get there can we participate in the process of the war and truly change the destiny of this place!"
At the edge of the distant Lyak star sector, Calvin, who was still squatting on the satellite and looking at the moon, said to the people around him.
The three Astartes looked at the Lord with trust and admiration, and had no idea how to implement his plan.
Not far away, Claudia was crossing her arms and rolling her eyes covertly. She had an expression like "I've seen you bragging a lot, you're not the most beautiful one".
After the passion, Calvin was obviously aware of this problem.
He was a little embarrassed that he had only thought about strategically rewriting the situation here before, but had not noticed the embarrassing situation that he now only had "three melons and one jujube" in his hands.
Especially among these four people, there is also a senior patient suffering from "anti-authority PTSD"...
"Okay." Calvin said to the four remaining high-level professional soldiers.
"In the current situation, it is not suitable for us to have a head-on collision with the enemy. We can only wait for the opponent's ship to come again before we have a chance to go to the planet's surface."
"Arnold! How much ammo are left, and where is the food? How long will it last?" Calvin asked, looking at the dead angel.
The innate political preference of being the heirs of Guilliman will make them prefer to accept similar jobs at any time.
And their operation under limited conditions has never disappointed anyone.
Arnold naturally did not disappoint Calvin. After thinking for a while, he replied to Calvin in Talos's surprised eyes:
"The standard Astartes rations are 600 rounds, and the Kraken type armor-piercing rounds are 110 rounds. The standard Astartes rations are 100 yuan for the third edition, 30 yuan for the fifth edition, and 115 yuan for the seventh edition, which is enough for us to fight all day for two months.
Demand. Mortals have more things, and they have no problem with food and clothing for the time being..."
Such a wealth of combat supplies not only surprised Calvin, but also nearly broke the defenses of the two Astartes.
Even the battle nuns watching the show opened their eyes in surprise.
You must know that because of the problem with the ammunition of the violent arrow gun in her hand, this nun has approached this usually silent dead angel more than once.
But the other party's answer is always the same gentle but full of rejection:
"The war situation is critical, our ammunition is limited, please bear with us, madam..."
"Then you let me go out to collect food!!!"
Talos's nose was so angry that it was so angry that this was different from what he knew.
He clearly remembered how he was approached by the temporary manager of the shelter with a serious look on his face, saying that if they didn't make any more money, they would stop working...
If he had known that the supplies here were so rich, why would he risk being surrounded and suppressed and go dozens of kilometers out of enemy-occupied areas to dig through the ruins for food?
"You are cheating!" Talos spoke righteously and accused Arnold with bitterness and hatred.
Valcke on the side did not speak, but it can be seen from his body language that this "abusive" who is not good at words is obviously one of the victims of Arnold's "white lies".
"The three of us eat too much. The trace elements in these combat rations are too important for the hormone balance in our bodies, and there are no substitutes. I have to be careful with my budget."
Arnold spoke of his reasons without changing his face. From his still calm tone, Calvin knew that he had already realized that he had been exposed.
Well, it is his shortcoming that he does not have a strategic vision and is not suitable to be a commander;
But such a small mortal sentry post can still save such precious emergency supplies. It is definitely a reliable assistant suitable for logistics support.
Calvin re-evaluated Arnold in his mind and decided to entrust similar work to him in the subsequent wars.
"Stop! Stop it!"
Calvin looked at the sky that was darkening again and knew that time was limited. So he took action to stop this half-truth and half-false criticism meeting.
It has been 12 days and nights since he and Talos returned to the outpost.
And the time of this cycle is converted into one day and night of the planet itself.
It has been more than 11 hours since the sons of the Emperor and the great demon Adranor of Khorne died in his hands. No matter how slow they are, the warbands stationed on the orbital battleship should have responded.<
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"Prepare your weapons and prepare for battle!" Calvin ordered.
"The Emperor's blessing!" The four people, including the battle nuns, responded immediately.
"Combat target, the follow-up exploration force of the Chaos Space Marines!
The mission goal is to seize at least one interstellar vehicle!
The follow-up plan is to go to the asteroid belt on the side of the satellite immediately after seizing the ship, and wait for an opportunity to enter the planet's atmosphere and land. Are there any problems?"
"No!" All four people answered clearly, especially Claudia's voice was the loudest.
As one of the first combat units to come here, she has been waiting for this counterattack for too long.
Every night when she prayed to the God Emperor, she could still see the sisters who died in the battle waving to her.
The previous reconciliation with Calvin was not because she was afraid.
On the contrary, it is precisely because she wants to have a hearty battle of revenge. It is best to use the blood of her enemies and herself to commemorate her sisters who died in the battle!
Revenge against those servants of Chaos!
Bring them the wrath of the Emperor!
Only this dirty blood can calm the anger in her heart!
Without saying a word, the four of them turned and returned underground under Calvin's gaze.
The mortals passing by along the way also understood from their expressions that the battle belonging to these emperor angels was about to come.
They reached a tacit understanding silently, and the crowd parted in front of the four of them like a tide.
The male garrison survivor turned around and walked towards the warehouse, preparing to take out the weapons that had been maintained there and deliver them.
Women knelt down on one knee and prayed to the distant emperor for His blessing on these angels.
The four of them took out the armor spare parts in stock and replaced them.
The weapons also received a final maintenance and incense treatment.
Under their personal gaze, the ammunition was wiped one by one with the help of those mortals, and they were blessed.
With the help of the only mechanical priest, the sacred marks were branded on the power armor one by one...
Fifteen minutes later, three prepared Astartes and a Battle Sister appeared in front of Calvin.
Seeing the way they had reached the peak of their morale without mobilization, Calvin had no nonsense.
Calvin took the broad sword that had killed the big devil from Talos with one hand, and then rejected the gun in his other hand with his eyes.
"Let's go, don't keep our enemies waiting. Please know that any delay in killing these traitors is a manifestation of our disloyalty!"
The night is still going on, but the light of the stars has been faintly revealed.
The five people were in stealth march mode and quickly disappeared from the sight of the outpost.
According to Calvin's estimation, when they arrived at the previous battlefield, it happened to be the time when darkness fell again.
Second update, I just finished writing it, and I didn’t have time to proofread it. The coding software rebelled and the entire chapter was lost. Fortunately, there is cloud storage, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous...