Chapter 65: Meeting the enemy, the beginning of the lonely journey
"Are we going to ambush them?"
Claudia looked at the meteors in the distant sky and asked worriedly.
No one in the team answered, they all knew that the Battle Sister was not asking them.
Just like the nun herself who always hides her kindness with irritability, she is also not worried about herself.
"No." Calvin gave a negative answer.
His eyes were still fixed on the whereabouts of the battleship hiding the real operator of this battle in the night sky at the end of the sky.
The nun's voice came from behind him, but it also couldn't occupy the mainstream of his thoughts.
He turned his head and looked at the four people present, used his spiritual energy to brew four tiny seeds, and then, with the four people's puzzled eyes, gently attached them to their foreheads.
"From now on, communication in all communication channels is prohibited. Rely on gesture coordination at close range. If you encounter extreme situations at a distance, use it to summon me directly."
Calvin looked at them without moving his lips.
But the clear words bypassed their instinct-driven hearing and appeared directly in their minds.
"This is psychic power?"
Claudia looked at Calvin in disbelief, and her voice followed the seed and reached Calvin's mind.
"Concentrate your thoughts, there are too many distracting thoughts coming from you, Sister!"
Calvin's admonitions came next, and they were matched by his eyes full of concern.
In order to explain this command, he turned his head and transmitted his voice to the minds of four people at the same time:
"We must abandon the existing communication channels, because power armor is a personal equipment, and all its encryption levels and channel ranges are a joke in front of the battleship's auspicious device. If you don't want to die too ugly, similar equipment can also
Don’t use it.”
"Understood." The four of them nodded at the same time.
"Let's talk about tactical issues next. It has been 5 minutes since the enemy ships were in position, and 1 minute and 30 seconds have passed since the enemy airdrops began.
The battleship's auspicious device is not fully activated, don't ask me how I know.
Note that the scanning range of a single-array auspicious device is 5 square kilometers and the cycle is 15 minutes. We are ten kilometers away from the airborne site in a straight line, which means..."
"We are currently out of the scanning range, but we may be found in 10 minutes at most!"
Talos picked up Calvin's train of thought and continued.
At the critical moment of life and death, he no longer cares about hiding his secrets.
Facing Calvin's encouraging gaze, he continued to speculate on Calvin's tactics.
"First of all, why don't we go to the landing site for an ambush?"
"Yes."
"Stay away from the outpost to prevent the war from spreading to mortals?"
"Yes."
Talos, who was encouraged again, became more confident and began to speak faster:
"Can't we choose the opposite direction to prevent the enemy from commanding reverse thinking?"
"Yes."
"So..."
He raised his head and glanced at the mountains at the end of the plain in the distance, and then said decisively:
"It can only be there! Only there can we give full play to our advantages!"
"Wait!" Claudia could hardly keep up with the thinking of these professionals.
Their battlefield logic has always been simple. There are only two questions - where am I and where are the heretics? This is also the essential difference between the first-line troops fighting externally and the second-line troops maintaining internal stability.
Suddenly forced to cooperate with these Astartes who have been baptized by professional tactics for hundreds of years, her mind was instantly filled with various judgments and hidden information behind them.
Her initial concerns about the mortals at the outpost had now been forgotten, and she now had only one question:
"We still have an advantage? Why didn't I know?"
"Yes."
Valk suddenly spoke from the side, and then under Calvin's encouraging gaze and Claudia's questioning expression, he gave an answer that all Astartes were accustomed to, but that made the Battle Sisters laugh and cry:
"There are few of us!"
"What the hell%￥...&,"
Claudia suppressed her desire to complain and decided not to ask a question in the future.
If she asks again, she was raised by Oglin!
Against the backdrop of the Battle Sisters rolling their eyes crazily, Calvin continued the topic as if nothing had happened:
"Okay, this is the general plan. Wait for them, and then retreat to the mountains after engaging the enemy. You are responsible for pulling and leaving the cleanup work to me! Is there any problem?"
"No!" The four people responded in unison, and then under Calvin's gaze, they walked towards the edge of the plain while moving covertly.
When the last figure disappeared from Calvin's field of vision, he raised his head and looked in the direction of the sky, and then gradually disappeared into the coverage of psychic energy.
The place where the five people had just stood was now empty, leaving only the night wind blowing through the vegetation on the ground, leaving the echo of Haloxylon ammodendron...
The battle started on time at the edge of the mountains 3 hours later. Talos was the first person to be deliberately discovered by the Emperor's Chaos warband.
In his ambush, at least two emperors were killed on the spot.
Later, before the warband Astartes assembled, he coordinated with the position of the other four people to lead the team into an ambush circle and eliminate them, and then escaped deep into the mountains.
"Is this a clear plan to dig a hole for us?"
Several sergeants gathered together and stood beside the dead Chaos Astartes.
While searching for the wealth of these comrades, you can also identify the wounds on their bodies to learn the details of the enemy's weapons.
Trish, the former company commander and now the warband lord, led the remaining troops and came from the direction of the landing site.
He looked at the corpse at his feet without any heartache, but his anger was aroused.
"How big is this satellite! I don't believe there are more servants of the false emperor here! Chase! Bring me their heads!"
Several noncommissioned officers looked at each other, then turned and left.
The Chaos Astartes began to divide their forces into four directions to pursue, leaving the remaining three squads to defend the warband lord.
"Who!"
The sentry in the distance shouted loudly, but was immediately taken away by a white ghost.
The bullet casings that fell under the feet were still emitting residual heat, causing the noncommissioned officer who arrived the next moment to frown.
"Sir, the enemy's strength is not in line with our expectations.
Lord Adrano, I'm afraid the situation is in danger."
Trish's heavy footsteps sounded in front of him, the Terminator's servo was vibrating at a low frequency, and what was even heavier was the oppression of the war gang lord:
"So? You want to refuse my order?"
He maliciously kept his hand away from his weapon, seeming to seduce the sergeant chief to see if his prestige would take effect on the latter now.
"That's not what I meant!"
The Master Chief lowered his head to show his obedience.
"But..."
"No buts!" Trish looked at the subordinates who had followed him for thousands of years and lowered his voice:
"We can only win this time, otherwise even if we don't die here, our brothers in the sky will not let us go."
"Got it."
The Master Chief replied, then turned and walked towards his subordinates who were on guard.
The escape route has been cut off, and he has understood that only one party can leave alive.
If they cannot use a clean victory to deter those brother warbands who are good at adding insult to injury, then even if they return to the sky, what awaits them will still be a naked annexation.
Behind a hill in the distance, Calvin casually threw the dead emperor's son at his feet.
He could have killed all these traitors just now.
But in order to prevent the bats watching the battle from being scared away by him and losing the opportunity to board the ship.
He must endure his anger and control the speed of killing.
"Come on, come on, I've laid the stage and I'm waiting for you to come."
Second update, please vote.
Another note: I'm not in good condition today, I'm a little stuck. I'll make up for it tomorrow.