Although it was reported in the battle briefing, he still wanted to get first-hand information from the commander.
"Very good!" Talos straightened his body and replied.
"Mortal troops have a strong will to resist...very loyal to the Empire!"
"Um."
Loyalty... Calvin glanced at Talos and understood the reason for his last sentence.
After all, this is the richest war zone in the empire, and he believes that the will to resist is very strong. As for being loyal to the empire... With the current governance model of the empire and the influence of the Mechanicus on Goth, if we really want to be serious, I am afraid someone will follow.
He redefined the scope of "empire".
In other words, the loyalty in this world is different from the civilization in his previous life. The loyalty here is more like a contract, a transaction that is conditional and must be respected.
There is no true unconditional loyalty, but most of it only exists among the believers of the Imperial State Church, or their group of Gray Knights.
Talos's emphatic explanation may be more due to the considerations of the Inquisition behind Calvin.
Calvin was non-committal about this. After all, these veterans of the Luna Wolves had just settled down not long ago. As the saying goes, whatever is lacking should be brought up - the word loyalty will surely be a valuable quality that they need to prove for a long time.
The Storm Eagles in the clouds are still advancing, while the escorting fighter jets around them have reached the edge of their defense zone.
Through the porthole, Calvin saw the fighter plane swinging toward the Storm Eagle he was riding on a few times, then immediately leaving the combat position and starting to return;
And in the clouds beneath their feet and above their heads, another group of fighter planes spray-painted with imperial livery appeared, taking over their previous positions.
"Where is this army?" Calvin's mind moved slightly, and he noticed the sight of the Gray Knights behind him.
The newly joined fighter planes were swaying their bodies similarly, which was a tribute to their departing comrades. Everyone present had inhuman eyesight, and they could also see the honorary paint on these newly joined escort fighters that represented the kill record.
Pack.
This is obviously a more elite force, and it is very young. Under their sharp and vigorous posture, there is almost overflowing pride and vitality.
And this kind of vitality from mortals is exactly what the Gray Knights long for but cannot reach... and protect it with their lives.
"The thirty-fifth war zone is also one of the core war zones that is predicted to be selected by the enemy as a landing site." Talos's stiff face also softened a little, and he introduced the original body with an expression that could barely be called a smile.
"Oh, the code starting with 3, is it an agricultural area?" Calvin asked.
"Yes, Your Highness. Please look down." Talos unlocked his body and stood beside the original body. Sutherland and other Gray Knights also looked in the direction of his finger.
Through the clouds at his feet, Calvin saw the vast wilderness below, and at the junction of the great plains and the foothills, there were dots of strip-shaped buildings built along the mountains.
"This place is not far from the star port and is close to the ocean." Talos explained:
"The Mechanicus took into account the location here and deliberately adjusted the soil quality here when integrating the continental plates. Therefore, this is not only a famous natural wine manor in the Gothic sector, but also relies on its specialty products and mild climate to become a
There are resorts famous throughout the galaxy."
"That's really good." Calvin replied with a smile.
Unlike those manor worlds based on excellent native environments, this place close to the forge world obviously has a better industrial foundation. Coupled with its own environment and climate, the prosperity here allows Calvin to feel a little bit about his previous life.
meaning.
More developed infrastructure…
A more stable living environment...
A better education system…
More generous material sources...
He could almost imagine that outside the base of the escorting soldiers outside the fleet, there must be girls who fell in love with them waiting eagerly.
And if we raise our horizons a little further, people living in the entire wilderness should live a prosperous and happy life.
This is the taste of civilization, and it is a rare pure land in the territory of the human empire.
Calvin even had the idea to take the Gray Knights here to rest for a while after the war.
So that these children who have given up too much of themselves can understand how beautiful the things they dedicate themselves to and protect are.
However, things never go as he wishes, and the enemies of the empire always use ruthless war to remind him and tell him that the mere existence of some people is a sin.
"emegency notice!"
The atmosphere in the rear cabin of the gunboat had just calmed down when someone made a sound in the cab ahead. Calvin's heart sank, couldn't he even wait for landing?
But before he could think about it, the Death Watch on the driver's seat in front had already read out the content of the battle briefing:
"Fifteen minutes ago, the signal from Peiwei's main energy reactor disappeared. The last information received on the data link was that they were hit by a targeted attack."
"Repeat it again..."
The death watch on the driver's seat was still repeating, but there was silence in the cabin behind.
"They can't hold it anymore," Sutherland said, pointing out the fact that no one wanted to hear.
Peiwei Wu is a permanent fortress and one of the last supporting points of the entire Pestma's peripheral defense. Needless to say, the importance of its main reactor. The fact that it can be hit itself illustrates their condition.
What's more serious is that once the defense line centered on Peiwei Wu is lost, a huge wound will be opened in Pesma's orbital defense system.
This points to a grim fact - that is, based on Pestma's planetary rotation period, the enemy fleet can obtain an attack window of up to five hours every thirty hours!
Five hours! In front of a legion of Astartes!
"Turn!" Calvin raised his hand to signal.
"No more finger pointing?" Sutherland asked.
"No time!" Calvin explained to him while raising his hand to activate the projector in the center of the cabin:
"With Mortarion's style, once the attack is launched, the matching combination of punches will not stop until the target is completely achieved!
I even suspect that the troops that will be used to land on Pesma mainland have been assembled! We don’t have time to go through the procedures. We have to go directly to the defense line closest to Peiwei Wu, the sooner the better!”
"Indeed!" Talos nodded in agreement. He also had the experience of fighting side by side with the former Death Guards and had a good understanding of Mortarion's command style.
The impression this taciturn demigod left on him was precisely the gambling and madness hidden beneath his paranoia.
Once he finds an opportunity, what awaits his enemy will definitely be an attack at all costs, and crazy enough to make other Primarchs look at him!
If you are a dog, you will not let go if you bite.
——This is the comment from an unnamed Primarch of the Space Wolves.
Coupled with the fact that the Death Guards are particularly tough among the Astartes, Talos no longer wants to think about it anymore...
"And in Mortarion's style..." Calvin looked at Pestma's three-dimensional image in deep thought, and finally highlighted several mountain ranges with strong anti-aircraft firepower in red.
In the surprised eyes of Talos and Little Calvin, he said with absolute certainty: "He will definitely do something big!"