Chapter 101: Still Strong Despite Old Age

The temperature in the forward bridge is now quite comfortable, while the air conditioner has ensured that the humidity remains at a level that most people will find pleasant.

The brilliant starlight outside the window leaked through the wide portholes, casting large patches of light of different colors on the front of the bridge.

The bridge officers and dimensional-technical sergeants were silently and efficiently doing what they were supposed to do at their respective posts, while the Destiny Steel's propellers were working steadily to help the ship, which was now disguised as a Rogue Trader Moon-class modification The Queen of Glory battleship maintains a suitable and powerful cruising posture in the desolate star sea in the Markanyi Machis sub-sector of the Calixis sector.

"Perturabo" picked up the coffee cup from the tray and took a sip. The latest hot Reca coffee with hazelnut flavor and whipped cream from the officers' mess immediately made his brows widen.

"Then you can go on, Soltarn. And, Walter, are you sure you don't want a drink? It's really good."

"I am grateful for this honor you have given me, my lord, but my tongue, esophagus, and intestines, may you bless them, can only function normally with promethium, vitamins, and cleaning fluids."

"Well, that's a shame, Thortarn, carry on."

The Stone Forger seemed to be in high spirits today. In about ten thousand years, especially after the death of Frix the City Breaker, this was the first time that everyone had seen the Stone Forger act so vigorously and vigorously.

He nodded, walked to the projector, opened the three-dimensional projection map of this sub-star area, and began to explain what they were going to do next in a more detailed and intuitive way.

"One thing I hope you know is that, my lord, although our great Iron-Blooded's warp jump voyage has always started simply and went smoothly - oh, except for the encounter with Omphalos Evil Spirit, Other times, our voyages ended easily, but for most Imperial and Chaos traditional ships, Warp travel is always very, very dangerous."

"Even if a captain with long-term experience only intends to conduct a short-term and close-range subspace jump with an established goal within a sub-sector that is still nominally under the rule of the Corpse Emperor, the risk is not It won’t be smaller than a long-distance jump. Of course, our Captain Walter, I believe he is one of the top captains on either side.”

The cyborg captain greeted the Stoneforger with a slight nod.

"Therefore, in fact, the correlation between the risk incidence of subspace trek accidents and the distance and time is not as great as people think."

"Navigators - the families they come from have been cultivated with purpose and quantity from the beginning, and when today's human navigation can almost only rely on the ability of their genetic inheritance, they have used this to navigate all distances. Since they occupied a key position in space navigation over long distances and in the supreme governing body, related rumors and speculations have never ceased. But at least on the surface, even among some Adeptus Astartes, the navigator is known for his role. Being able to visually see the brilliance of the Star Torch is treated with extremely high courtesy - for example, the Astartes monks of some orders will kneel down to greet the Lord Navigator when he arrives - "

"What?!" A certain super-big guy who was drinking Rekka coffee let out a small exclamation that was very damaging to the majesty of the original body. The scorner next to him who was connected to a large number of data streams stretched out his toes and stepped on it in his busy schedule. Give him a look. "Ahem, I mean, keep going, Soltarn. It's a good piece of science, but I'm curious about the final connection between this and the implementation of your battle plan."

"Of course, that's what I'm about to say, my lord. It's through the great power and generosity of our Master Seer, your psychic advisor filled with ancient wisdom and worldly knowledge, Master Maatra." Sitting on the throne The mortal young man on the other side held his staff and raised the corners of his mouth reservedly, while simultaneously transmitting a psychic communication to his two brothers.

"I must say that although this heir of yours looks a bit decayed, he speaks really nicely. It is quite a pleasure to talk to him, and besides -"

"Shhh. Wait a minute. Let's hear it first."

"——The courtesy that some navigators and their lords in the Adeptus Astartes receive are quite high, which is incredible. I still remember the lies the Corpse Emperor told you and us back then, and now his most fanatical interstellar The warrior group not only worships him, but also everything and everyone associated with him as the manifestation of God, even at the expense of devaluing themselves."

Soltarn almost laughed out loud when he said this, "As far as I know, this very ridiculous phenomenon occurs frequently among the Imperial Fists and his largest sub-group."

[Wow, I have to say, I always thought that the Space Marines of the Imperial Fists were a symbol of integrity and unyielding besides being very cool. This description of kneeling to the Navigator Lord is still a bit beyond my imagination. 】

【snort. Some immature groups that were overconfident at the beginning developed into a certain inevitable pattern later on. What do you see me doing? Also, what do you mean when you say it's so boring? Forget it, let’s discuss what misinformation you have seen before. I already have a rough idea of ​​what Soltarn wants to do. 】

【ah? 】

[You should read more. It was I who asked him to tell the entire combat background in such detail this time. If he had dared to show off like this in front of me before, I would have put him into my Iron Ring Guards long ago. Inside. 】

[Oh. ... Thank you, Pepe. ]

[Humph! ]

"Although it is very different from the traditional combat style of our legion, the Sons of Rogal Dorn will eventually be easily defeated by us because they are confined to the stone-fortress-like mindset," Thortarn's eyes flashed with cunning light, "Please allow me to present you my combat plan for this Imperial Fist Expedition Fleet, my lord, I would like to call it a pilgrimage to your iron cage. Please see--"

A direct holographic three-dimensional space naval battle simulation battle map unfolded in front of them.

[Oh, I'm starting to feel bad, looking at this encirclement, surprise attack and annihilation... I say, Thortarn, can't he really think...]

[What are you dreaming about? Magnus's eyes have seen it clearly. Their fleet route and jump point are clearly heading towards the direction we left after the last supply. ]

[Then they can't locate us very accurately. Uh, is it okay? No? 】

【Magnus said he saw those stone-headed people from Dorne on the road, using registered psykers and diviners as prophecy consumables to hold rituals to catch up with us. 】

【Uh... I suddenly find it hard to tell which side feels more evil. I roughly understand the battle plan, so who should we command this time? 】

【Soltarn proposed it, so of course he will command. 】The dog added. 【He will never be captured if he fails. 】

Quack.

I just can't write this part smoothly.

There is a second chapter, I'm coding, let's eat first, everyone remember to eat too