Chapter 137 Rescue plan, everyone has their own agenda
The communications of Sergeant Catachan, Lieutenant General Makator, major imperial officers or other chaotic forces, and even the founding governor must replicate the planning process here.
To be honest, this is the first time that Alan Bair has presided over such a large-scale war plan involving a quarter of the Astra Militarum in a sector and held such an important position.
Maybe this was a sign that his hard work was recognized by the empire, but no matter what, now he needed to use his own plan and wisdom to complete the much-anticipated rescue operation.
For the Empire, the existence of those mechanical priests is even more valuable than the Steel Gate. At the end of this 40th millennium, mankind has experienced countless losses and betrayals. Electronic devices are strictly restricted and it is almost impossible to store precious things. , and those mechanical priests are the "hard drives" of human beings today.
Although they are arrogant and stupid, the stc they inherited from their sage teachers is one of the countless long roots that maintain the human empire.
If a Mechanicum priest is lost, it means that the Empire may lose something that can be manufactured in the future, ranging from the auspicious omen used in this sector, or even the sentinel mecha, to the civilian promethium lamp or laser gun battery. Although There must be more than one priest within the Empire who knows those things, but their deaths may make the sector's precarious situation even worse.
Saving those fools has become an urgent matter, but Alan Bair will not blame General Makato. If it were not for his plan and execution, the Steel Gate would only be destroyed by the heretic's Ark of Omen, and there would be no so-called occurrence at all. rescue plan.
Alan Bayer arranged his military uniform and looked at the people here. In the entire world of this star system, there are hundreds of thousands of Imperial Guards, hundreds of thousands of Imperial Navy, and hundreds of billions of people waiting for him.
Were the presidents in previous lives just like this? No, you have to be the president of the Human Alliance or something, Alan Bayer laughed to himself.
"So." He has no manuscripts, no designs, no messy things, and no so-called PPT. He is not making a company report, but naturally expressing his thoughts.
"Everyone in the empire, you should know what the so-called orcs are. They only know how to take, they are greedy and stupid, they trample the land, pollute the environment, and are worthless. That's what aliens are."
After the opening remarks, the imperial officials present could not help but nod. This was the orc. The description was apt and flexible, as if the green, disgusting thing was in front of them and interfering with their meeting.
"But we cannot ignore one thing. Blood Ax is different from those traditional orcs. They are not chaotic. They have military traditions. They will form legions. They will plan, lurk, bombard and detour."
"This is not to be alarmist. In some cases, the military quality of the Blood Axes may exceed that of the Imperial Guard."
At this moment an Imperial Navy Captain stood up. "I'm sorry to interrupt your story. Your Majesty the Emperor, how could the orcs..." He thought for a moment about the vocabulary. "Such order?"
Alan Beyer replied. "The Blood Ax clan has a long history. During the empire's greatest moment, those orcs saw how powerful humans were and began to imitate them, so they continued, expanded, and changed their physiques."
"Actually, you can open Attachment 034 prepared by General Makato, which records the losses caused by the Blood Ax clan in this sector, as well as the appearance of the Blood Ax in the Empire's several battles with the orcs, and the Blood Ax There have also been records of transactions with worlds on the edge of humanity.”
The sound of pages turning made Alan Bayer feel like he was working as a teacher. This sense of deviation made him uncomfortable.
There were also objections. "If the Blood Ax was once so powerful, why is it the least common among the mainstream orc clans now?"
Alan Beyer replied. "This thing that goes against the nature of the orcs cannot be changed. No matter how powerful they are, there will always be something wrong. The Imperial Research Institute observed a large decline in the blood ax orcs hundreds of years ago. For relevant information, you can check the follow-up document in Attachment 034 .”
"In general, although the Blood Ax Orcs have declined, their characteristics are destined to make the Blood Ax cunning and difficult to deal with. And I would like to thank General Makato again for providing various accessories for this plan. His investigation has contributed to this plan. A great effect.”
Makato's face turned red. "Well, if it weren't for the arrival of Lieutenant Colonel Alan Bayer, this information would just be gathering dust."
The two people were at each other's throats at the moment, but those officers did realize the importance of this operation and Alan Bair's understanding of the orcs was indeed quite good, and among the countless enemies of the empire that the empire faced, the orcs' Threats also consistently rank high.
Although the Imperial Guard and the Imperial Navy usually don't deal with their mouths, their attitudes are surprisingly consistent when a truly capable person comes to power, that is, shut up.
They knew that if the Emperor really blessed him, then the Lieutenant Colonel was indeed a good medicine for the current Empire. He was shaped by the Emperor, a fatal blow to the orcs, and the emperor's orc killer. Then they must seize the opportunity. .
But there are still some people who don't fit in with the atmosphere. When Icarus realized that the Imperial Guard commander in front of him might be on par with him in knowledge, even the orcs, the alien aspect that he paid the least attention to, also had the slightest doubt. extreme.
His eyes scanned the information, greedily experiencing the knowledge, and soon he felt that his hunger and thirst were still not dissipated. He wanted to know more, and the treasure trove was close at hand. The wetware of the Imperial Guard Lieutenant Colonel could give me more.
His restlessness and urgency were cooled by his emotional controller. In the eyes of ordinary people, he was just an ordinary member of the Mechanicus who lost his arms and honor due to the invasion of orcs. Ordinary people in the empire lacked mechanical knowledge, and rarely interacted with them. Orcs have so much communication.
It can be said that except for the same mechanical priests or experienced orc commanders like Alan Bair, most people cannot rely on one-sided differences to judge whether the person in front of them is a heretic.
It may be different from the empire that most people imagine, but the empire is not truly crazy and stupid. Although the Inquisition is extreme and dangerous, the reporting of heretics is far from reaching the level of a common enemy.
It can even be said that the inquisitors’ ambush, concealment, and investigation are the main means and countermeasures used by the empire to defeat subspace demons in many cases. If the demons hate something that can surpass the Gray Knights, then it must be those conscientious inquisitors. Officers, no matter how disgusting their behavior may be, or how terrifying their actions may be, they are all heroes of the Empire, whether you agree with them or not.
Nowadays, a heretic is buried in such an important meeting, and even takes on the task of an important person, but very few people are aware of it.
Lieutenant Colonel Alan Bayer could only continue to speak.
"I have studied the situation of the orcs here. First of all, I think the location of the members of the Mechanicus should be the innermost place of the Steel Gate."
"In the former church of Ohm Messiah, the God of All Planes, because of its large scope, sufficient space, and deep location, it can withstand bombings and invasions."
"On the contrary, the connection of this church is narrow, and because the interior of the asteroid is full of moisture and is moist and narrow, it is easy to suppress the invasion of large-scale troops and relieve the defensive pressure of the orcs."
"The imperial troops will definitely struggle if they break through frontally. There is no doubt that this position is very suitable."
At this moment, an officer raised his hand, and Alan Beyer nodded.
said the officer. "Why is it there? We have other possibilities, such as the warehouse below the base, and the orcs may disperse the hostage locations."
Alan Beyer replied. "Dispersing the hostage locations will lead to the possibility that some of the Mechanicus may be rescued. The Orcs now have almost no military strength or strategic advantage. The Mechanicus is their only weight. Losing one point means that their danger increases."
"If I were one-eyed, I would definitely guard those precious red robes with heavy troops. Secondly, I don't recommend wars of attrition, because the greenskins can perform photosynthesis. At the same time, there are heretics eyeing us. Don't forget the red pirates, everyone. ”
The officers fell silent, they were not sure, but the person in front of them seemed to be the only possibility, but some people still said it. "How to break through? Large-scale troops cannot get close, and the orcs may also fight. If the emperor hadn't come down to earth, I don't think anyone could get close to so many orcs quietly."
Alan Beyer replied. "Drill, we airdrop from the top of the base on the surface of Steel Gate, and then rely on engineering equipment to drill holes, penetrate the thick layers of fine gold and ceramic steel, and the rock formations of the asteroid, and then steal those priests out bit by bit."
At this moment Marcato couldn't sit still. "Oxygen, food, supplies, and how to bury the loud sound of drilling. Although we have design drawings, if you get close to the inside of the orcs' living layer, the sound will be transmitted to the orcs' ears by the metal."
"And I can estimate that this location is a hundred meters deep. Even if the best one-man engineering equipment in the drilling empire is fully used, it will take three days to completely penetrate it, not to mention you need to bring people out."
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"The Bordeaux can't watch you destroy supplies!"
Alan Bair nodded. "Our regiment has thousands of power weapons. The Destruction Stand can pry open those things. It is faster and quieter than any current human drill. There is only a slight buzzing sound. Just pay a little attention to the servo output."
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Makato licked his lips. "Are you a madman? A power weapon is not an engineering drill. It is uncontrollable. It is a murderous thing. The explosion caused by overload will kill you all. If you operate it improperly, you will be surrounded by orcs and die without a burial. ”
"If you excavate slowly, the oxygen will be empty, and the jumping suit is not designed to be able to stay in a vacuum for several days."
Alan Beyer replied. "One day, give me one day, and if we don't finish, I will send the signal, the Imperial Guard will switch operations to a forced invasion, and we will become a target for Ork firepower."
The words ended, and there was a long and silent silence. Although the Empire has always emphasized that sacrifice can earn the Emperor's honor and approval, no one wants any Imperial Guard to leave this bad universe, let alone the young man in front of him who is confident and full of ability.
An officer stood up. He was probably forty years old. "I will command this operation, don't compete with me, Lieutenant Colonel Alan Bayer, you have to survive."
Another man also stood up. He was much younger and had a bright future. "Here I go, I still have a lot of time to serve. I probably won't live to retire, so this action should be given to me."
Alan Bayer looked at them and saw that they were all the officers who had just raised the question, but he did not agree, he just said. "Just ask Father Icarus to come."
"He is one of the designers of the Steel Gate. He is a genius and young. He has just experienced alien plunder, and his heart is full of anger. He can also guide the Skadi Sole Regiment to accurately fall into the enemy's interior."
Alan Bair has never been afraid of orcs. He believes that even in the worst case scenario, if Skadi's only group is surrounded by orcs, they can survive, but he can't let go of this heretic alone.
He needed to kill this heretic Mechanicum before it wreaked more havoc, lest his madness become a thorn in the side of the Imperial Guard and derail the entire plan.
Now we are just dealing with the one-eyed apprentice Bloodaxe. If he hides until the decisive battle with the Red Pirates and then goes crazy, the damage caused may directly cause the empire to lose a sector, about 400-500 worlds, and countless empire lives. .
As the only smart person, he must find a way to solve this heresy. The void, which is completely unmonitored, is the best place. He has many ways to invade the orc gathering place. He can even directly invade openly and openly. Before One-Eye returns, Destroy those aliens before God.
But compared to aliens, a traitor and heretic is more hateful. Alan Bayer knows very well what should be solved first, and he will not delay any disease. If the empire has one percent of his agility, then now All human beings can return to the golden age, he thought mockingly.
The guy in front of him couldn't refuse. He had only two choices, either to escape as a heretic, or to join this operation as a loyalist, and then give his life to Alan Bair.
Father Icarus stood up under the gaze and stretched out his twisted mechanical claws.
"Priest Mechanicus, Data Artisan, Icarus, please advise me, Lieutenant Colonel."
Alan Beyer replied. "Icarus, an allusion from Ancient Terra, a man who made wings to fly towards the sun, a seeker, a man of curiosity, is a very suitable name for you."
Icarus asked with a hint of faint surprise. "What happened to that gentleman?"
Alan Beyer replied. "His wax wings were melted by the temperature of the sun, and he fell to death on the endless ocean." Then he added in his heart, the void and the ocean are similar, Mr. Icarus. Now that we are driving, please pay attention to the words used by Lieutenant Colonel Alan Bayer when describing the location of the Mechanicus' church
(End of chapter)