Chapter 192 Starting
"We have to find a way to get there! Only when we get there can we participate in the war process 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. It's like a "I've seen you brag a lot, you're not the prettiest kid" expression.
After the passion, Calvin was obviously aware of this problem.
He was a little embarrassed that he had only thought about strategically changing the situation here. But he didn't notice the embarrassing situation that he 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, we are not suitable for 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 surface of the planet."
"Arnold! How much ammo are left, and where is the food? How long will it last?" Calvin asked, looking at the dead angel.
The inherent political preferences of being the heirs of Guilliman will make them prefer to accept similar jobs at any time.
And their operations under limited conditions have never disappointed.
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. It is enough for us to fight all day for two months. Needs. Mortals have more things, and they don’t have food and clothing problems for the time being..."
Such a wealth of combat supplies not only surprised Calvin, but also nearly broke the defenses of both 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 it, madam..."
"Then you let me go out to collect food!!!"
Talos's nose was so angry that it 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, etc...
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 accused Arnold with righteousness and bitterness.
Valcke on the side did not speak, but it could be seen from his body language that this "abusive" person who was not good at words was 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 at all. I have to be careful with my budget."
Arnold stated 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 for being a commander;
But such a small mortal checkpoint can still move around and set aside such precious emergency supplies. He 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 had 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 on the planet itself.
It had 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 were, the warbands stationed on the orbital battleships should have reacted.
"Prepare your weapons and prepare for battle!" Calvin ordered.
"The Emperor's blessing!" The four people, including the battle nuns, responded immediately.
"The combat target is 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 immediately go to the asteroid belt on the side of the satellite 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 battle waving to her.
The previous reconciliation with Calvin was not something she was afraid of.
On the contrary, it was precisely because she wanted to have a hearty battle of revenge. It was best to use the blood of her enemies and herself to commemorate her sisters who died in the battle!
Take revenge on those servants of Chaos!
Bring them the wrath of the Emperor!
Only the dirty blood of these offenders 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 survivors of the outpost garrison turned and walked towards the warehouse, preparing to take out the weapons that had been maintained there and deliver them.
The women knelt 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.
The ammunition was wiped and blessed under their personal gaze, with the help of those mortals.
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 demon 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 will be a manifestation of our disloyalty!"
The night was still going on, but the light of the stars was already faintly visible.
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...
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