Chapter 1238: Form a tough village and fight a fool
The depressing atmosphere in the waste ship continued, and it even made the air look stale and annoying. The pedaling sound of the power boots was particularly loud in the silence, and the microgravity environment also made the joint locks crack.
Looking at the mess on the road, Belia said sadly:
“This place of loyalty becomes a grave.”
They stopped in front of a pair of huge plastic steel doors, and every inch of the door carved in gold every bit of the divine emperor.
The Death Wings stopped in front of it, amazement at its beauty, and they murmured quickly as they held their weapons in front of them to make their blades touch their mouths to show respect for the Emperor.
The Dead Wing Terminator's armor plate is huge and bulky, and the limited movement distance makes many wearers look unsightly, but Belia still manages to maintain elegance.
Soshiyan was not in the mood to pay attention to these things. He finally decided this place as a forward base, and immediately asked the soldiers to weld the eight vents to death, and deploy a small wolf spider turret inside - its armor-piercing shells could discourage any creature trying to move through the pipe.
Soshyan then contacted the technical sergeant team, composed of several technical sergeants from the battle group, currently below them.
"...Soshyan, we found that Geller's position was complete."
The founder of the White Temple, Thorin Framing, was also the leader of the technical team, sent a message.
"At the same time, the thermal signal shows that both reactors are active."
“Where is the circulation system?”
"It has not been damaged yet, its soul is still there, and we have found a reading of a central contemplator array, which is still alive."
"Can you wake it up?"
"sure."
The voice of the founder trembled with the cutting disturbances on the outside of the scrap ship.
"It has only been sleeping for centuries, all the organic parts have died, and the mechanical system has stalled, but the mechanical soul is still waiting patiently for contact with faith."
"There are extended system downgrades everywhere, and the mechanics are slow to react, so it takes more prayers to the Emperor and Omnisaiah to get them back to full speed."
Nesto Goul, a technical sergeant of the Ascetics Chapter, also expressed his opinions in time.
"We may be able to use alternative mechanics."
But Rogris seemed a little impatient. He was the youngest in the team and sometimes could not stand the slow pace of other founder masters.
"This is a sacred ship, brother, more sacred than most, we have to make any mistakes to awaken it, and it must be known that the power network of this ship needs to be repaired, and many parts will be missing one or more critical systems before the work is completed."
"We have gravity now, but we need to circulate air and lighting, which is very important for subsequent operations. After all, it is not ruled out that we will send mortals to it later."
Soshyan made his request.
One end of the communicator was silent for a moment, and Solin Framing finally gave a reply.
"I will do my best to facilitate your journey, wait."
The founder switched his voice channel, and he turned around and shouted to communicate with one of the technical sergeants. The chant sounds that were smoothed by electronic transmission followed.
About a minute later, the news came.
"Captain Soshyan, we have made some progress."
The next moment, accompanied by crackling light shone in the hall, and after a long period of unused use, the ancient illumination tube shines in the white sparks as energy flows through them.
The other combat brothers immediately instinctively raised their weapons.
Less than half of the tubes were lit, many flashing at the edge of the failure, and the space hidden in the darkness was wider than the lights.
The space was too large to be completely illuminated, and the shadow had shrunk behind the pillars on both sides of the corridor, but more concessions were refused.
At the same time, air flowed out from those vents again, and a sigh that it did not stop until the air pressure balanced.
As the darkness faded, more terrible details were revealed.
Behind the security center, the lights there no longer function, but are illuminated by the filthy grease on the skull stacked in a cone shape.
The floor was covered with debris—strips of rags, broken machines, holy relics and bones.
Looking around, there were so many bones, like a whole carpet of bones, feet as high as ankles, and then they were stepped into powder by the Terminator's heavy boots.
"What happened here..."
Beria walked among the corpse with anger.
"What made the people of the Empire slaughtered!"
In the wrath of the great mentor, the Death Wings began to recite requiem prayers for the dead.
Finally, in the bones on the ground, the incense burner on the body of the Dead Winged Master illuminated a terrifying skull.
That was not entirely a human. Although the skeleton on the face had the characteristics of a human child, deformed bulges grew at the hind brain.
Soshyan walked to Belia, stared at the alien skull, and said in a deep voice:
"These aliens will pay the price."
After saying that, he turned around and said to the technical priests:
"In half an hour, a communication node can cover the entire ship here! Large-scale sensing facilities will be deployed, and detection instruments and defense equipment will be installed at major intersections."
After explaining this, he looked at the commanders and company commanders of other battle groups.
"According to the previous plan, we will first establish a safety zone around us. We will allocate it to the corresponding location and need to be thoroughly cleaned. If we encounter an unpassable place, we need to mark it and set up induction mines or automatic forts. The scope of the area is centered on this place and covers the surrounding two kilometers. After the deployment of the safety zone is completed, everyone will return to this place and we will take the next action."
After learning from the empire's famous waste ship exploration experience, Soshiyan was not in a hurry this time and chose the safest plan. Anyway, the strength of the other two battle groups is not enough to break through the layers of obstacles, so there is no need to worry that they will take the lead.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! In this operation, he wants to minimize the losses and not give the alien any chance to cause trouble - Beria provided him with a lot of guidance, for example, gene stealers like to let go of the way forward and let people pass, and then use the pipeline to maneuver, attack from the side and rear, forming a deadly double-team situation.
Another point is that gene stealers will also use their own kind as bait, use a small amount of sacrifice to introduce attackers into wider terrain, and then submerge them in numbers. In fact, narrow terrain is more unfavorable to them. After all, in terms of individual soldiers' strength, they are actually far inferior to Space Marines.
Moreover, Belia personally believes that pure blood gene stealers are actually weaker than hybrids in frontal combat, because their attack methods are very single, and they can only flood their opponents by number, and they cannot use human weapons like hybrids to form complex troops. They do not have the diverse biological weapons of the real Tyran Zerg. There are very few psychic individuals who can launch psionic attacks, so they are highly dependent on the combat environment and terrain.
In response to the tactics and habits of gene stealers, Soshiyan's response is to take steps forward, adopting the method of controlling lines and demarcating areas with points and demarcating areas, and using automatic turrets and combat robots provided by the Mechanics to advance little by little. While advancing, the fleet uses laser cannons to cut the excess of the waste ship and deploy a solid small unmanned outpost to prevent the alien from having the opportunity to attack on the side of the road. Then use a tug to fix the waste ship to prevent it from floating into the subspace cracks again.
As long as the detour space is lost, these aliens who like to lurk in the dark have to head-on impact on the firepower of the Space Marines. Once their number cannot exceed the firepower threshold of the Space Marines, it will only be one massacre after another.
This tactic Soshiyang has seen it in a classic that records Gutera's military tactics. The commanders at that time used this to deal with the highly mobile rebels. In summary, it was just a sentence: build a tough village and fight a stupid war.
This tactic may not be beautiful, but it must be the safest and most effective. Anyway, Soshiyang now has sufficient manpower and material resources, so why not do it?
As the plan was issued, the soldiers immediately fought separately according to their respective responsibilities.