Chapter 758 201 Conrad's Great Wisdom

Chapter 758 201. Conrad's Great Wisdom

"Your smile is as wretched as if you just sucked a mouthful of Nurgle's acne."

Hades paused suddenly, and the smile on his mouth disappeared instantly. Pluto turned his head in confusion and saw a familiar figure in the secondary waiting area of ​​the lunar laboratory.

"Karas? What are you doing here?"

He put down the war report in his hand. The war has been advancing for more than a month. The God of Death led his troops to capture the Damocles Bay and the Farsight Enclave (the main reason is that the Titanium has been retreating). The progress of the war is very fast.

And Mortarion did not disappoint Hades's entrustment and put various new types of troops into use.

To make a simple analogy, because of the supreme law of the Supreme GW, the battles fought by the main legions in Warhammer are like the hedge of medieval knights, while the armies of the Iron Hands, Krieg and others have returned to the level of World War I and World War II——

As for the Titanium? The Titanium came directly to modern information warfare, with the coordination of the machine blade and the central system, the mecha and long-range firepower support, and high-mobility operations.

In terms of tactics and coordination of various arms, the Titanium can be said to have crushed a number of empires and chaos.

When reading various books, Hades had already summed up the reasons why the human empire was defeated-

In short, it is that the various armies within the human race pit each other, the Space Marines pit the Astralis Army, and the Oilers pit the Space Marines. In a war, there is not even a commander who can completely unify the various arms. Sometimes, there will be information concealment between friendly forces.

According to the size, if these armies cooperate well, they would have swept the enemy long ago!

Therefore, when the Primarchs converge, it is time to upgrade the empire's command and information system again.

In the past, when the empire was relatively stable, the advantages of the Nirvana system were only reflected in information convergence, organization and low-authority decision-making, but on the battlefield, Nirvana will be the first line of battlefield information sharing and command issuance.

Hades also created a huge drone swarm. As an extension of Nirvana's decision-making, the intelligent center is almost invincible in manipulating group coordination--

With the drone swarm equipped with a copycat inertia-free engine and chain ion explosion, just blow me up!

Bomb it and it's done. Although the Empire has the advantage of low human rights, in front of Hades's disposable inertia-free engine toy airplane, the way of rushing towards the enemy with explosives tied to the body becomes ancient and retro.

As for the chain search... Hades is making a plan for the Tyranids.

What makes Hades even happier is that Mortarion has collected a lot of information and records of multi-service coordination in this operation. The Primarch tried to break up the Mechanicus, the Astra Militarum and the Space Marines and reorganized them, and achieved good results.

These noble battlefield records will be transformed into codes in the Nirvana system. With the deduction of intelligence and valuable experience, Nirvana will summarize the key winning tactics in these battles, and then these summaries will be distributed to any corner that the Nirvana system can reach.

This war is not only commanded by Mortarion alone, but also provides experience for commanders and generals from all over the world.

The front line is fighting, and the rear can't be tight every day, right? There must be some practical work - although Hades is indeed tight every day.

After collecting the experience of the Nirvana system subsystem [Athens Academy-Forum], Hades decided to rely on the Nirvana system again to create a new subsystem - [Qualifying Competition].

[Qualifying Competition], after inputting a huge amount of war experience, the Nirvana system created a simulated sandbox war war. After connecting to the external neural interface, participants will participate in the command of a war in person, which has built-in various races and the reactions of the human army in various situations - mutiny, camp roar, degeneration... or wrangling with humans from different camps, especially the Mechanicus.

If the command is not appropriate, the participants will really feel the pain of being beheaded by their subordinates who betrayed them.

Of course, since it is called [Qualifying Tournament], Hades has also thoughtfully set up PVP and PVE for it, as well as the corresponding ranks and rewards attached to the ranks.

Hades has also thoughtfully added friendly quick expressions such as [pat on the head] and [smile] in the quick contact method of PVP, and then the commanders from various regions of the human empire will have friendly and harmonious exchanges.

Among them, if a participant wins three consecutive matches of the same rank, the Military Affairs Department will immediately issue a war order notice for the contestant and transfer him to a battlefield of the corresponding scale to participate in practical operations.

This suggestion made by Hades was strongly supported by Guilliman and Finus. Guilliman was amazed by this - and then proposed the idea of ​​setting up another civilian ranking competition.

The suggestion was good, but Hades declined.

He tactfully persuaded Guilliman to discuss the matter with Malcador. The good news is that Guilliman no longer asked Hades, and the bad news is that it seems that Guilliman is serious about this idea.

In addition, Hades has no intention to set up a simulated gladiatorial branch ranking competition for the time being. First, the Empire already has too many other simulated combat methods, and second, if a gladiatorial mode is set up, the Nirvana system may not be able to support so many online players.

The list of participants in the [Ranking Competition] is currently composed of commanders at the squadron level and above in each army, that is, only squadron leaders at least can obtain access to the system.

The central technology setting of the Titanium Clan also provides Hades with a new idea for building the [Ranking Competition]——

I believe this function will be launched soon, and by then the Empire will surely have a group of excellent commanders. While the Primarchs are still here, they can also be coached one-on-one.

The Empire not only needs an excellent commander-in-chief, but also countless excellent branch commanders. Talent construction must keep pace with logistics construction.

With the glory of the Primarchs, Hades will expand the high-quality population of the Empire as much as possible.

Well, at least high-quality people in war.

The Primarchs cannot be left alone on the front line, the supplies and troops in the rear... must keep up!

Hades's logic has always been to pull it all out! Pull it all out for him!

That's why Hades grinned, and then was targeted by Karas.

"Karas? Why are you here?"

Hades asked in surprise. They were now in the waiting room next to the lunar gene laboratory. Not far away, Guilliman was anxiously waiting in a position similar to the "family observation seat".

"I'm here to visit my good comrade--Kalgar, is there anything wrong?"

Karas' voice was so gloomy that it seemed as if water was flowing out, and he stared at Hades closely.

Yes, it was Calgar who was lying in the operating room undergoing transformation experiments.

"In order to better catch us to work, you even want to operate on us old bones?"

Hades coughed twice, he put down the battle report in his hand, and imitated Karas's yin and yang,

"Karas, you are talking about seniority with me? If you are really old bones, you have to find Mortarion-isn't he going to work?"

Well, this made Hades feel a little guilty. He had already imagined Mortarion exuding a comfortable atmosphere while rushing into the pile of titanium soldiers and driving unparalleled.

But in the face of Karas's ridicule, he couldn't lose in momentum, otherwise Karas's mouth could be as dirty as it could be. Hades had thought about having a good chat with Karas, but Karas always started with hunting mothers.

"Hehe."

Karas Typhon smiled coldly, with his class flavor, he pursed his mean thin mouth tightly, walked past Hades and walked towards Calgar's operating room without saying a word.

"Wait--"

Hades suddenly remembered,

"When did you get so close to Calgar, Karas? Do you guys get together every day in private?!"

Hades looked at Karas, and then Karas turned around very, very slowly. He stared at Hades and raised his mouth,

"Not only that, Hades. Guess what we call you?"

"Huh?!"

"The idiot who changed everyone's fate and made everyone work overtime."

"?!!"

"Wait? What the hell?!"

Hades wanted to shout something, but Karas turned away with an unyielding determination, leaving Hades with a vicissitudes and stubborn back.

"Hey! I was the first to propose the eight-hour rest system!!!"

Hades shouted, he himself didn't rest enough for this time.

"Eight hours of rest a week, isn't that enough?!"

…………………………

[What a pity,]

Curze said quietly, glancing at Corax who was pursing his lips and saying nothing beside him.

[Sai is not here... otherwise he would love what we are going to do next.]

[Conrad, don't forget that it was you who pushed your kid in front of Guilliman with a grin.]

The sound of the electric current rang out, and Mortarion's cold voice was mixed in it. Curze spat and curled his lips in dissatisfaction.

[You are as cruel as me in this regard, Mortarion...]

[Karas volunteered.]

Mortarion immediately replied without any guilt,

[I don't want to have a stupid argument with you, Conrad, now check your legion for the last time, and then you can stay away from me.]

[It's up to you.]

Conrad sneered, then closed the communication, he stretched out his hand, feeling the psychic energy fluctuating around him.

There is nothing to say. Mortarion sprinkled poison gas on planet after planet with his "tough!" Death Guards. After entering combat mode, the Death God quickly entered the Death Guards' favorite mode, which was to lay out the front line, face the enemy's attack directly, and then slowly but without retreating.

No matter how the Tau jumped and made unexpected moves, Mortarion was like a cold-blooded insect that did not receive feedback from the outside world. He watched the line on the star map move forward little by little... Only occasionally sent ships to intercept the Tau who wanted to escape.

Faced with such a slowly rolling steamroller, the Tau were obviously panicked. In just one month, there were at least a dozen waves of forced subspace jumps in this star region - because the star domain rights were plundered, the Tau had to try to withdraw through the subspace.

Obviously, the Tau had given up the two newly built territories of Farsight Enclave and Damocles Bay. They were determined to gather their strength and intercept the Empire's army in the Tau Empire.

This is in line with the previous fighting style of the Tau tribe - guided by the Greater Good, the Tau tribe does not feel ashamed to retreat. They believe that this is a winning strategy, and retreat is to better lure the enemy deeper.

Mortarion did not fall for this trick. Although the Tau tribe repeatedly exposed the gaps in their Tau Empire's defense line to the Death God, the Death God still focused on playing the line game instead of leading his army to go deep into the enemy camp.

Conrad once tried to provoke Mortarion,

[When did you become so patient? 】

[I have been very patient - shut up, you filthy sewer rodent, now we need an absolutely winning battle, and I will end this battle quickly, provided that it is absolutely won. 】

Okay, Conrad understands, this guy Mortarion simply can't stand the humiliation after losing.

He smashed his mouth, but he still missed Sai.

If Sai is here, they can go to the Tau city together.

A clean, tidy, high-tech, and orderly ecological city, full of different and tolerant races, and alien civilians who have never seen blood and fire in their lives. Thinking of this, Conrad felt his brain There was a shudder, and he felt like he was having an orgasm - it was stronger than the Dark Eldar medicine.

Putting Conrad Coates in a place like this was like putting a mouse in a rice vat.

Conrad trembled subconsciously with excitement, which made him look a bit like a convulsion or mild epilepsy. Corax next to him frowned and glanced at Conrad.

[Are you... still thinking about Sevita? 】

Corax asked with concern. He felt some sympathy for Sevatar, having to deal with such a moody Primarch, but aside from that, Konrad was a competent Primarch - at least more competent than him.

Corax subconsciously thought of Sevex. After seeing the legion commander lying in a stasis position, Corax felt dizzy.

He was so preoccupied with upholding justice and bringing light to the empire that he forgot to look back at his descendants who were still fighting abroad. Compared with other legions, the Raven Guard was an under-the-radar legion——

None of their equipment was up to date, and their relationship with the Adeptus Mechanicus was extremely awkward.

The bad blood between the Raven Guard and the Mechanicum will follow further into the past. During the years when the Crow King took office in the Inquisition, under the persuasion and bewitchment of Angron, Corax was finally willing to face the problems on his home planet head-on.

Previously, out of trust, Corax left his home planet of Savior under full control of the Empire, but then the Mechanicus implemented a more repressive policy, which caused dissatisfaction among the workers.

Faced with the questioning of his former worker friends, Corax chose to remain silent. He used the excuse of being busy with the Great Crusade to avoid the problems on the Salvation Planet again and again, until the empire was torn in half by a warp storm.

The great rebellion came, and everything fell into unspeakable chaos and pain.

Finally, when he looked back again, his former close friends had long passed away, and the history of Kiaval to which the Savior belonged had left a story about the Mechanicum's suppression of the uprising.

...No one knows the pain and struggle that Corax felt when he learned about this. This document was submitted to the Inquisition table by the slow bureaucratic government of the empire a hundred years later as a document that needed to be reviewed.

His hand holding the pen was shaking.

That day, Angron hurried to Corax's room.

Three days and three nights later, Corax walked out of his room with a heavy face, and the Crow King turned pale. Then with the help of some official documents and bureaucratic operations, the Lord of Darkness led his army and returned to Kiaval in person. One trip.

The Primarch and his legions remained on Kiaval for a full month. When they left, all Mechanicus power on Kiaval was gone, and the power of governance was returned to a council of workers. .

That period of history has been erased, and no one knows what happened except the original body himself and Angron, who paid a psychological visit afterwards.

This has made the relationship between the Ravens and the Mechanicus rigid. Although there is no overt conflict, secretly, the Mechanicus has been avoiding this legion in its own way.

The Inquisition Ravens in the center of Terra will still have normal supplies, but once they are far away from Terra... the Mechanicus will be accurately stuck at the limit of not being judged every time.

And these... Corax has been avoiding, or sitting on the sidelines, always comforting himself with the fact that there are always more important things.

Until he saw the seriously injured appearance of his legion commander.

[Giggle. 】

Konrad suddenly turned his head to look at Corax, meeting as the next two legions to be dropped by the Death Lord into stealth within the Tau Empire.

As if he knew what Corax was thinking and suffering, Conrad stretched out his index finger and poked Corax.

【Seriously,】

Conrad Coates lowered his voice and said seriously and seriously.

[Corax, a legion like you and I are not strong enough to support a frontal war... You should learn to lower your status. If I were you, I would lick Guilliman right now, and then use Guilliman Go lick Hades - isn't your legion's predicament something he can solve with just one sentence? 】

【But he——】

【That guy is just too busy,】

Conrad interrupted Corax directly,

[The tone of his previous conversation with you was not contemptuous. You should believe in yourself. 】

[But you... why don't you do this? 】

Conrad stood up straight and looked at Corax as if he had asked a good question.

[Giggle, giggle, because I don’t want to. 】

Conrad said proudly,

[Furthermore—my legion supports itself very well, and they can also support me by the way. 】

This is the benefit of Conrad's relationship with the Death Guard for the Night Lords thousands of years ago.