Amilia cast a glance at Zhang Ge. After the latter nodded, her gaze shifted back.
She stated concisely:
"That's too slow."
After speaking, she held her long sword diagonally to her shoulder, making a preparatory action for chopping, and unabashedly let her gaze fall on the other's throat.
The veteran understood Amilia's aning and also moved the chainsword to the ready position for attack.
In the next mont, the arms of the two facing each other suddenly exerted force at the sa ti, and the afterimage opened with a crackling sound in the air. The weapons launched at extrely high speed were blurred for that instant.
Almost as soon as those who could keep up with their movents had just realized that the strike had already occurred, the movents of both of them stopped at the sa ti.
On one side, the chainsword of the White Helm veteran had just reached the side of Amilia's face, and a silver hair shaved off by the monomolecular chain saw slowly fell to the ground.
On the other side, the pure white blade had already split the neck protection of the veteran's mk10 Power Armour, leaving a clean shaved surface, only a hair's breadth away from the neck.
This posture was only maintained for a mont, and the veteran then took back the chainsword in his hand first.
After Amilia also put the sword back behind her, the other party introduced himself:
"You can call Atwood."
After speaking, he held his helt beside his face and called back the Space Marines on both sides via communication. After the two returned and stood still, he continued:
"This is Brother Augsger, and this is Brother Bansen."
Following his voice, the two blue Giants standing beside him each nodded slightly when their nas were introduced.
Zhang Ge also ca to him after the battle and also introduced himself and the other four who were present and not present.
After Zhang Ge finished speaking, Atwood continued to ask:
"So, explain the battle situation and that Warlord Titan. We need to know more information, but the people in the eting Room... so of them are not trustworthy."
So perceptive? He should have just arrived at Yarkalan, so how could he make this judgnt based on only the information he got after landing?
However, since he had this judgnt, it was no wonder that he didn't ask much about the Titan inside.
Thinking about these things in his mind, Zhang Ge and his group followed Atwood and the three of them to the wall. Among the Astra Militarum veterans who were surrounding them, the group casually found so military-green long boxes to sit down.
Ti passed by every minute during the information exchange.
However, even after the agreed-upon end ti of the eting had passed by several minutes, there were no people seen leaving from inside.
Atwood proposed to suspend the conversation and decided to go back and take a look first.
Zhang Ge had no objection, and the group quickly returned to the room.
As soon as they entered the door, what they heard was a burst of angry shouts:
"We must not hand over our hive to others, even without a void shield! We still have outer walls, countless soldiers, and room after room!"
Surprisingly, it wasn't so noble who said these words, but the Gang Representative.
These words made Zhang Ge want to laugh sowhat inappropriately.
You have ≠ can play a role.
When facing Chaos, if you already know in advance that you will be fighting a long and protracted war, then it is unrealistic to simply think about trapping yourself in the hive.
At the very least, you must have heavy firepower that can destroy enemy nodes at critical monts, or mobile elite forces that can carry out such missions.
With a void shield, you can rely on the noble city-level shield to humiliate the enemy to your heart's content inside, and the enemy can't counterattack. With a Titan, you can also violently one-shot them. If it doesn't work, a few elite Astra Militarum can rush out and fight a round when necessary.
Don't have any of that? Then you better really be able to build a heavy firepower force corresponding to the opponent's artillery power to engage in head-to-head bombardnt.
Otherwise, the Chaos cultists will suppress with artillery fire while setting up so sacrifices around the hive to allow warp erosion to enter the city. After a period of ti, before the other side even forcibly attacks, your side will be fighting with the corrupted rebels.
Fortifications like the ring fortress are not useless. After all, city-level rituals take a lot of ti. Forcing Chaos to not want to attack by force is a victory in so sense.
After all, most of the ti it is the Chaos side that lacks ti. Just hold the hive and wait for the Astra Militarum's support to co crashing down.
But the problem is that the Astra Militarum are now struggling to protect themselves, and Chaos no longer lacks ti. There is no need to waste troops to engage in a forced attack with you. Sending a bunch of infantry into the hive and waiting for Chaos to engage in street fighting is purely sending cannon fodder to the other side.
Eh?
Wait a mont.
Zhang Ge suddenly discovered the blind spot.
The above assumptions are all based on the premise that the infantry left in the city will suffer from Chaos erosion. So, what if so "people" were sure that they and their subordinates would not be eroded? Wouldn't this provide the basis for protracted street fighting?
Thinking of this, his gaze swept up and down the Gang Representative thoughtfully.
Of course, since Zhang Ge could think of this, Atwood could naturally think of it too.
He put his White Helm back on, looked at the eting Room that had beco quiet again after he ca in, said nothing, and walked heavily to the Gang Representative.
This representative looked righteous and upright. Seeing Atwood approaching, although his voice was not as excited as before, he continued to say:
"Even Space Marines have no right to force us to abandon our ho!"
However, Atwood didn't an to talk nonsense with him. He reached out from top to bottom and directly grabbed his waist along with both arms and lifted him into the air. The other hand then took off the hat he was wearing.
It was a head of thick, beautiful hair.
But after the hat was taken off, there was no longer any material to isolate Atwood's helt's detection.
He casually threw the hat on the ground, grabbed those hairs and pulled them upwards, tearing them off one by one, until the scalp underneath was torn open.
What was exposed was not a bloody body, but a bald head and chitinous carapace on the forehead beneath this layer.
Seeing that the disguise was exposed, this Gang Representative struggled frantically, but was helpless against the Space Marine's great strength, and could only be pinched and shown the top of his head to the surrounding participants.
After everyone had seen it, Atwood casually crushed his head and threw it aside.
Since he had found a reason, he directly said:
"Everyone, please sit here for a while and accept the relevant Scan."
Hearing these words, everyone present had different expressions. So harbored dissatisfaction, so were slightly frightened, and so were happy that they could reduce so competition for seats on the transport.
If there was anyone who was happy, the happiest was naturally Zhang Ge.
He didn't expect that the Scan he had been thinking about would co at this ti.
Just as he was about to go find a place and wait for the inspection personnel to co over, before he had ti to take a step, he heard Atwood's next sentence:
"Colonel Zhang Ge, please be responsible for organizing the Scan."
"???"
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