Chapter 517 Vest and Separation
"Communications intervention request...request source - bridge."
The emotionless voice of the servo-skull awoke Calvin, and the primarch's thoughts were momentarily removed from speculation.
In the cold office, Calvin looked forward with his hands on his hands.
And the uniform he brought back from his studies in the City of Vision was probably the only mortal-sized souvenir in this room.
"Permission," Calvin said softly.
This is already his rest time, so the armor is naturally not on him. Wearing a pure linen robe, he has nothing to wear and can only rely on his "holy blood" to communicate with the outside world.
"Video signal is being transferred..."
The servo skull received his permission and slowly flew to the top of the table.
The fine sound of gears came from its suspension device, which was the noise of the small projection device starting up.
A dark green light beam swept across Calvin's body, which was the corresponding image collection device.
"grown ups."
The appearance of Tybus appeared in front of Calvin, and he was not surprised by his clothes. During non-war times, Calvin's schedule was very regular, and now was the window for the original body to rest.
"Say it." Calvin responded calmly.
"The temporary communication relay base station in orbit has been established. The question now is, under what name do we contact Colonis."
"name?"
Calvin thought for a moment and understood what Tabers was saying. He was talking about whether to make his itinerary public.
After a brief weighing, he finally decided to keep his itinerary secret for the time being.
"No, don't use my name." Calvin organized his words while thinking quickly in his mind:
The information channels here have been isolated from the empire and are in a sense an isolated island of information.
The infiltration and invasion of aliens are already obvious facts.
The fog of war is originally a generational difference caused by the asymmetry of information between the two sides. At this time, any effective information from one's own side must be released carefully...even if it is a friendly force.
Although the curse on his body may reveal his whereabouts, are the only enemies here really are aliens?
Calvin was not sure about confirming this question, and if the answer was no, he also had no control over who received the information first after the identity was leaked.
He did not intend to reveal his identity until he could actually get in touch with the authorities of the Obscure Star Territory and mobilize considerable forces.
But the question is, in what name?
Calvin, the judge's vest, is not lacking, and he is confident that he can use his psychic powers to provide sufficient disguise.
The problem is that this kind of identity is only suitable for information exchange. Without an identity corresponding to a military background, it will be difficult to intervene and take over the battlefield command here.
"In the name of the Inquisition, um... are there any activities of exorcists here?" Calvin was mid-sentence when he suddenly remembered something.
"No..." Tybos' tone was a little hesitant, not knowing whether he should make suggestions to the original body.
Although the Exorcist's vest is very useful, isn't it a bit too much for you, Primarch, to wear a sheep?
However, before he could even open his mouth to propose, the Primarch's decision had already been made.
"Then use this!" Calvin replied decisively.
This is a typical path dependence, but this kind of dependence is special and belongs to the psychological level.
Calvin would certainly be embarrassed by this behavior, and he would rightfully feel indebted to the exorcists.
But the problem is that if he wears a new vest every time, doesn’t that mean that more and more people will feel indebted to him?
Um! As long as I only use one vest, I will only feel indebted to one person! The plan goes through!
"Yes!" Tabos replied simply. His sympathy for the exorcist probably existed in his mind for less than a second before it was replaced by the original order.
It is the tradition of the Gray Knights to do good deeds without leaving a name. As for the mere reputation, it is better to leave it to the Exorcist.
Anyway, their chapter leader also knows about the existence of the Gray Knights. As for when they go out on missions, they always receive inexplicable thanks from their allies and inexplicable attention from their enemies for various reasons. This is something that people who have been exorcised have long been used to. …
"They will thank you." Tabers said intentionally or unintentionally before the communication ended.
"Thank you?" The scene of the exorcist being surrounded by enemies flashed across Calvin's mind, and he suddenly felt a chill.
"It's best..." Calvin said, and then ended the temporary communication with the bridge.
After the Silver Dawn made contact with the central hive of Colonis, it immediately took over the command of the battlefield from the galaxy governor in the name of the Inquisition.
Talos and his fleet (a battle barge, the equivalent firepower projection is probably stronger than that of a light cruiser, and it can barely be regarded as the main battleship in the imperial armed sequence; several frigates and transport ships.) are also organized.
Several battleships began to slowly descend in altitude with the Lava Blood as the center.
The battlefield information of the Hive City and the Astra Militarum is being summarized to them. As the information chains of each battlefield are gathered, each battle zone gradually becomes complete before Talos' eyes.
"What other support is needed here?"
Little Calvin's face appeared on the bridge of the Molten Blood, behind him was the huge palace-like strategy room of the Argent Dawn.
Talos knew that this was the beginning of separation, but it was a normal part of their lives.
Without too much emotion, the war-torn Luna Wolf put his hands on his chest and blessed the comrades in front of him with the Sky Eagle Ceremony.
"No more, thank you for your support."
Little Calvin also returned the favor. He knew the origin of the other party and even more understood the value of the other party.
The young Gray Knight did not hesitate because of his military rank. Instead, he expressed respect to the other party in the most formal manner with a serious look on his face.
"So, goodbye!"
"Goodbye!"
Goodbye is a blessing and a belief.
If they are lucky enough not to die in the ensuing battle, they will surely meet again under the banner of the Primarch;
And if one of them dies, then as long as their faith is strong enough, the Golden Throne will still be the resting place of all warriors.
The Silver Dawn's engines started up again, and narrow, bright flames shot out from her rear end.
On the 20-kilometer-long hull of Queen of Glory, countless signal lights alternate repeatedly.
In front of the fleet with her as the center, the Manzeville Point of the Agathon System was very close at hand.
Under the dark starry sky, the window to the supreme sky is being opened by the power of the subspace engine.
The black-purple energy cloud was rolling and roaring, and silver thunder occasionally flashed through it.
The huge portal unfolded unwillingly amidst the cries of countless unborn people, and the Queen of Glory, carrying the last Primarch of the Empire, also moved forward under the gaze of everyone, and slowly disappeared out of sight. .
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