Chapter 202 The Art of Killing
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Command.
Perturabo walked into the command room and was stunned for a moment when he saw that the command room had turned into a galaxy, and the world he was currently in was very close at hand.
The Lord of Steel quickly walked into the command room, looking around.
The effect of the ancient relics that displayed the situation of the galaxy in real time was so charming. Perturabo looked at the scene in front of him in panic.
He even discovered that this ancient relic could make real-time statistics on the strength, deployment, and changes of each combat unit of both the enemy and ourselves.
The most advanced satellite or orbital espionage facilities are less than one thousandth as effective as this ancient relic.
"Prediction chip." Qin Xia said, "One of the ancient relics of Nuceria. I heard from a guy who has lived for a long time that this thing was once used to manage a galaxy and was an assistant on the boss's desk. Utensils. "
Hearing this, Perturabo turned around quickly, crossed his arms on his chest, and stared at Qin Xia sharply.
After staring for two seconds, he stared at Angron and Vulkan.
Even Dantioch was stared at.
After expressing his dissatisfaction and doubt with his eyes, Perturabo said coldly: "You have such advanced things, but you ended up fighting the war like this?"
"It will only make a few cents. It’s meaningless to expand the fortress and use whatever damn thing you have on Nuceria to create construction waste.”
“You don’t know how to use the terrain, you don’t know how to lay traps on the enemy’s only path, and you don’t know how to build enough. A defensive position that uses the smallest number of people to deal with the largest number of enemies.”
"This ancient relic is really a waste of time in your hands."
"..."
Perturabo sneered several times in a row until Angron interrupted: "This is not Are we waiting for you to come? You are a master of defensive warfare. Only when you come can we make defensive arrangements. What if we build a few fortresses randomly and interfere with your performance? "
"..." Petula Bo was silent for a moment as if someone had stuffed a piece of steamed bun into his mouth.
Dantioch looked at Angron, thinking that he must be the master of the Twelve Legions.
Then it seemed that it was not decent to be gagged by Angron like this. Perturabo pondered for a few seconds and then spoke again: "You..."
"How can we fight if you don't come?" Angron Long said, "The number of the Eighteenth Legion is too small. The Twelve Legion is good at assault. There are almost tens of billions of greenskins in this ghost world. How can we counterattack if the leader of the Fourth Legion doesn't come?"
Perturabo was "choked" again, paused, and murmured in a low voice: "That's enough, there's no point in flattering me. I hate talking nonsense."
"Huh." Angron smiled. nod.
Perturabo frowned, with a strange and uncertain expression, but finally took up the command transferred by the two brothers and began to make a battle plan.
The Lord of Steel walked to the tactical table, tore open the shell of the tactical table like tearing paper, and then placed some kind of device into the core of the tactical table.
The entire tactical table has changed, showing not only a certain scene in a certain corner of the fortress defense battle, but also many useful functions.
For example, there are fortresses, fortresses, trenches, defensive walls in the form of the Fourth Legion...
There are also some defensive warfare environments that Perturabo likes to use, the kind of progressive layers , a position arrangement that can assist counterattack in defense.
In short, Perturabo modified the tactical table to make it more suitable for his usage habits.
"He is truly a master of defensive warfare." Angron said.
"You should think about how you and your legion can play a role, instead of trying to flatter me here." Perturabo said solemnly.
"I'm telling the truth." Angron shrugged, "Brother Lane, you, you strategic masters have always been the target of my study, but it's a pity that you don't have military works. You have been compiled by the war committee personnel. The combat records are not detailed enough.”
Perturabo still had his trademark stinky face, looked at the tactical table in silence, and began to arrange defenses.
"Are you willing to write a book on defensive warfare for me?" Angron looked surprised.
Vulkan, who was always silent on the side, was obviously stunned for a moment.
Although the Lord of the Fire Dragon had heard that Angron had the gift of insight into people's hearts, he thought that it was only about sensing and absorbing emotions, and could not reach the point of reading minds.
"Yeah."
Perturabo was a little helpless. Originally, he had just had this idea, but Angron had already noticed it with his unreasonable ability, so he had to say it coldly. admit.
Vulkan looked at Angron silently.
The Lord of the Fire Dragon did not feel the joy of seeing Angron torture Perturabo repeatedly, nor did he have any fear or fear of Angron's ability.
The Fire Dragon Lord only has compassion in his heart for this brother.
Be able to sense the emotions of others and read minds. This ability is very painful for the user even if it can distinguish between ourselves and the enemy. If it cannot distinguish between ourselves and the enemy... I am afraid that the thoughts of those greenskins outside will be confused by Angron. Perception.
The pain and mental torture of one person is already terrible. Ten people, a hundred people, a thousand people... a massive amount of emotions will surge in Angron's heart like a tsunami.
Vulkan thought it was incredible that Angron could be so optimistic. He also felt that maybe he was only optimistic on the surface, but in fact there was a sea of emotions hidden in his heart that made people feel despair at a glance.
The pain, joy and other emotions from every intelligent creature gathered together to form a sea of emotions, shaking and roaring...
Vulgan looked at Qin Xia again. Angron had a lot to learn, but Qin Xia obviously couldn't teach him much knowledge. Vulcan thought. This is an objective analysis.
But as long as Angron is not driven crazy by his emotions and turns into a person who is afraid of contact with others and just wants to hide away from the world, this is the most important thing.
Recalling Qin Xia’s optimistic attitude, Vulkan felt that such a person would be the best person to accompany Angron’s growth.
The Fire Dragon Lord's thoughts were naturally sensed by Angron.
Angron and Vulkan looked at each other, and then bowed slightly to this brother who looked extremely strong, but was also very gentle and kind.
In silence, the Lord of Steel formulated a defensive plan.
A line of defense composed of green light dots created by projection, which does not exist yet, but will appear in the future, is visually displayed above the tactical table.
It is not "stacked" and does not have layers upon layers of towering and outrageously thick fortifications.
In the area where the defense line was bound to suffer the fiercest attack from the Greenskins, fortifications and fortresses were scarce, and their placement was not neatly arranged.
On both sides and behind the defense line, more fortifications have been invested in places with terrain advantages, and fortresses will even be built.
In any case, this line of defense that will appear in the future is in line with Perturabo's strategic thinking. Every fortification, every trench, and even every soldier must be in line with Perturabo's strategic intentions. There is value in it.
Qin Xia looked at the line of defense and thought about how he would deal with this line of defense if he were a greenskin.
The fighting style of the greenskins is to attack and charge fiercely. The Blood Ax clan does not exist yet, and they do not yet have a group of special forces covered in paper shells that can blatantly sneak into human defenses under the surveillance of sentries.
But the greenskins will still choose to attack the weak areas of the defense, which is the front that seems unimportant in Perturabo's vision and has only sporadic fortifications.
The greenskins will mainly attack the front of the defense line, and then they may gain some advantage and enter the defense line, and then the hidden fortifications and tunnel shooting holes located around the passage will come in handy in the subsequent massacre of the greenskins.
If the greenskins choose to attack both sides of the defense line, the fortifications and fortresses carefully laid out by Perturabo will turn the greenskins into corpses falling in the fire blockade.
The layout of each heavy weapon in each fortification is uniquely arranged by Perturabo. Their range of fire and firepower are taken into consideration. Several heavy weapons will form an efficient weapon. Human meat grinder.
If anything unexpected happens during the battle, those carefully laid out trenches, which are marked as being absolutely forbidden for mortals to enter, will become the transportation thoroughfares for the Space Marines.
Most of the Space Marines will be stationed in depots connected by communication trenches. They usually do not go into action unless support is needed somewhere, and then they can quickly rush to the place where support is needed.
If a certain part of the defense line becomes a meat grinder for the greenskins, troops can be quickly mobilized in the military stations connected to the nearby transportation trenches to make the meat grinder more efficient.
These are just the most understandable parts of the defense line that Qin Xia saw. There are also many arrangements that seem to be incomprehensible and confusing behaviors, or they look like taking off your pants and farting... But Perturabo No efficiency or resources will be wasted.
This line of defense is a line of defense that can perfectly respond to various situations that arise in the Greenskin offense now and in the future.
This line of defense is a work of art that straddles the present and future of the Greenskins' meat-grinding slaughter.
An art of killing.
Perturabo swiped the defense line projection on the tactical table, packaged and stored the information and sent it to Dantioch's device specifically used to command labor to construct defense lines.
Dantioch saluted the Gene Father, then quickly ran out of the headquarters and mobilized personnel and materials to build a defense line.
“I don’t know what the point of fighting on this planet is.” Perturabo looked down upon the two brothers, “But since you want to attract green skins to this planet, and then let them Others in this sector have more time to evacuate, so I will have to satisfy your meaningless mercy."
"The other two legions have not arrived yet, and our forces are not enough to spread out. Go and kill the astronomical number of greenskins in the entire star district.”
"Before they arrive, let's play a game of mercy here."
Vulkan was dissatisfied with Perturabo's arrogance and cruelty, but Perturabo was still there anyway This helped, so I didn’t say anything.
Angron didn't say anything either.
Because Perturabo is not all pretending to be cold, part of it stems from a certain truth that he agrees with from the bottom of his heart.
For example, Perturabo's view of the Onus sector is that the people here should stay and fight until death, regardless of men, women, children, old, weak, sick or disabled, rather than being transferred.
If the people in this sector are worth living, they can live. If they are not worth living, they cannot live.
As for the fact that all the people in this sector died in the war, or were not dead enough to maintain the existence of this sector, so that they will be unable to do anything when facing the next invader in the future, the entire country belongs to The star sector of the human race fell at the speed of light...that was not something that Perturabo had to be responsible for and deal with.
"Deploy your respective legions." Perturabo said, "Standing here in a daze will not destroy the enemy."
"Thank you." Vulkan thanked him for some reason. , without any explanation, turned around and walked out of the command center under Perturabo's confused eyes.
Perturabo understood this thank you as a kind of sarcasm, turned to Qin Xia and Angron and said: "If the mortal troops in this sector can be as reliable as your Nucerian mortal troops, Spectrum, even only one legion can spread into the star area and defend the entire star area, why is this?"
"The Onus sector just had a fight with the aliens. It's good that the people here can continue to fight." Angron frowned, "We can't hold ordinary people to superhuman standards."
"What is the meaning of mortal existence? Hiding behind us, waiting to share the fruits of our victory?" Perturabo asked with a sneer.
“I don’t want to argue with you now.”
Angron and Qin Xia left side by side.
Perturabo looked at the backs of Qin Xia and Angron, and was a little surprised that the two people did not engage in a verbal war with him.
(End of this chapter)