In the black sky below him, an impenetrable green cage was hung, and the stars were rowed.
Colonel Stryk of the Katachang regiment looked down through the arched window of the orbital station and was carefully observing the distant surface of the planet. Not long ago, his 183 Katachang regiment had just been replenished, a 300-man recruit.
Don't underestimate Katachang's new recruits, they are all villains who have struggled from the trials of the death jungle.
But compared to this news, what made Stryker even more disgusted was that the Pai Shang Star rebelled against this matter.
While observing, he also flipped through the tactical maps in the data board in his hand from time to time. This world is like Katachang, with a tricky dense jungle. Stryker originally thought that the people of this planet were tough enough, even if they were not as good as Katachang.
But he was wrong.
Stryker was very sorry for the surprise change of Pai Shangxing, but he was more angry.
But... the traitor will never be tolerant, nor will he be ruthless, even if they have fought side by side, because this is the oath made by all the Katachang people to eliminate all enemies of the empire.
Moving his eyes to the right, he looked at the towering transportation platform surrounding the dock, which was the gathering point of the imperial army.
Around the dock platform, there were more than a dozen giant transport ships docked, as if a pig was sucking the fat mother's nipples. The busy tugboats were dragging another giant ship into the dock, and more and more soldiers began to assemble.
In the higher universe, warship formations and escort ships of the Astart War are anchored.
The Imperial Navy formation took off from this naval formation from time to time and continuously carried out escort and scanning tasks in this universe. Due to the previous raid from the Chaos Fleet, the navy increased its investment in Pai Shangxing.
Stryk, by the window, turned around, walked through a short aisle, and entered the tactical analysis room.
A huge circular dial is neatly embedded in the floor in the center of the cabin. It has a diameter of thirty meters and is composed of countless complex interlaced and movable brass and gold components, as if it is a giant timer.
With the whistling of the instrument running, the three-dimensional three-dimensional images projected above them also rotate from time to time.
At every moment, the deployment of troops on the surface of the planet, war zone data, graphic and text tables and related information are displayed in the three-dimensional image.
The guard officers in uniform, the Mechanical Priests in robe, the Navy officers of the Star Fleet, the Inquisition entourage with hooded hoods and more lingered on the edge of the rotunda.
They were in groups of people, discussing based on intelligence, and in the small compartment on the side of the cabin, the haggard servants were chattering, while their eyes, spine, mouth and hands were connected to the stack through cables.
Under the hidden eaves on both sides of the cabin, there is a huge chart table every distance, and each displays different areas of Pai Shangxing.
There was a circle of staff members who were in the war meeting around each table. The information and data update prompts sounded frequently, and sometimes even more waves were not settled, and waves were rising again. The huge machine turned again, making a whirring sound, and more updated data and deployment intelligence appeared.
But these are not the core of the entire room. The real core is the giants wearing armor in different colors.
The leader of the Dark Angel, the guardian of the truth, Azriel.
The leader of the Knight of the Star Realm, Grey Eagle, Soshiyan.
Randall, the commander of the White Church.
The commander of the Ascetic, the Lord of the Temple of Death, Magyar.
The Ranger's Warrior's Team Leader, Tetus.
Five commanders of the Astat War team gathered together, and Stryker felt that just by seeing this big scene, he had the capital to return to his hometown to brag.
After all, such a big scene can only be encountered once in a thousand years by a mortal.
According to the information he spent a lot of effort to find out, there seemed to be an organization in the Space Marine Cultivation, called the Alliance of Desperation, and four of the five battle groups gathered in Pai Shangxing this time are members of the Alliance of Desperation.
In other words, this alliance has gathered more than a whole group of troops.
This is even more amazing.
Stryker walked around the cabin, nodding to his colleagues he knew from time to time, or saluting his superiors.
The entire cabin was filled with an unpleasant atmosphere of depression, as if there was a hunting beast here, holding its breath and preparing to attack.
Stryk had already made a battle request to Soshyan. They had been on track for the previous battle due to the condition of repair. When the Chaos Fleet came to attack, he even asked the monk Lothar to participate in the Jump Gang battle.
This is not entirely because he is personally aggressive, because he knows very well that the soldiers who stay on track and wait for the deployment news will definitely become disorganized. When the guards gather together, troubles are easily aroused in the lazy and nervous cabin.
But the most troublesome thing is boredom.
Once the soldiers become bored, they will have serious discipline problems from time to time, and the political commissars will become busy.
In some tough and savage groups, quarrels, stealing, drunkenness, fighting, and even murder are common. If not properly controlled, the situation will become uncontrollable.
The Katachang people just happened to be the tough group.
If you continue to be stuck on the track, Stryker is likely to shoot a few of his soldiers - before even more serious violations occur.
On the other end of the cabin, Stryker saw Colonel Akater of the 99th Regiment of the Cadian Regiment and some other senior officers of the Cadian Regiment.
Akater didn't seem to see him, or he chose to ignore Stryker.
Just five hours ago, a serious fight occurred in the underground bar of the 99th Regiment of Kadian and the 183rd Regiment of Katachang in the orbital station. Both sides were bleeding. Although no one died, this was the only thing to be thankful.
"What's the bad thing..."
Stryk mumbled, not intending to salute the pretentious guy.
There was no reason to hate between the soldiers of the two units. The only problem was that because the soldiers were too bored, Stryker comforted himself like this.
"...The only way now is to attack."
As he approached the strategic table fifty meters away, Stryker had heard the giants discussing.
"Although this battle failed, we still effectively killed the enemy. According to the statistics of cleaning the battlefield later, it is estimated that the number of enemies annihilated is about 1,000, and the Abaddon Hounds battle group was basically eliminated. Even if it was supplemented, the living power of the Great Plunders is still far inferior to before."
"But because of the rebellion of the locals in Pai Shangxing, our existing 80,000 Star Army is no longer enough. The next time the Ministry of Military Affairs transport ship will arrive in a week, and the Star Army's strength should reach 150,000."
"We can spend a week doing tactical preparations and take over strategic points around Attica step by step, such as the Olympus camp."