Chapter 195 What Do You Think?

"Are you talking about those "Sons of Calvin"?"

Gavins' words reminded Jules, and he also reacted and realized the existence of the problem:

The four battle fleets came with not only reinforcements, but also another group that made them embarrassed.

These Grey Knights had never gone through the complete selection process on Titan, and the selection criteria were not based on psychics.

How could they become Grey Knights? To be honest, Jules did not fully understand the reason.

When he first learned about the existence of these Grey Knights, Jules instinctively thought it was a lie.

There was no basic psychic talent as a foundation, and there was no complete ritual on Titan to provide shelter for their personality reconstruction.

Jules instinctively thought that those people either did not exist or must have come from the conspiracy of Chaos.

But Moloch convinced him with facts.

On his flagship, the Star Labyrinth, there was also a data backup of his combat training with Aidan Janus.

When Jules first saw Alan in these video materials, he instantly recognized the unique smell of the Grey Knights on him.

That was the icy and hot psychic power, that was a loyal but not fanatical soul.

Jules believed that if other Grey Knights were present, they would do the same.

From Allen's silver eyes, which were occasionally captured by the camera, he could read the unique flavor that belonged only to the Emperor's last silver blade.

That was the flavor of the Grey Knights, and now it was the flavor of Calvin.

Yes, thinking that his family was no longer the same as before, and there was already an additional Primarch, Jules' last doubts also dissipated.

He still didn't know the details and principles, but since it was the work of the Primarch, everything became reasonable.

And after recovering from the initial surprise and suspicion, he found similar things in the history of his own regiment.

It was not someone else. This case that violated his basic common sense came from the original creator of the Grey Knights:

The eight legion warriors who were found one by one by Malcador from the galaxy and promised by the Emperor himself - the eight first-generation Grand Masters of the Grey Knights.

You know, among these eight people, only two had clear identities and had psychic qualifications before becoming Grey Knights.

The remaining six were not covered by the Nikaea Accords from the beginning, and were completely mortal Astartes.

Since they were able to undergo transformation and become psychic Grey Knights.

As the Primarch, does Galvin have the ability to transform another batch of them?

The answer is self-evident, just like every Legion Master:

Providing support for the continuation of the Legion's bloodline is their most basic and most important core function as the genetic father of millions of Astartes.

Looking back at the Great Crusade era, with the Emperor's conquest, the rise of each Legion must be behind the return of their bloodline source.

Because only their return can ensure the continued sharpness of the Legion's sword, and allow these superhuman Legions far away from the mother planet Terra to have complete self-hematopoietic ability.

With the strong support of the Primarch, except for the first batch of Legion soldiers who must rely on the cultivation technology from Mars due to scale requirements.

The remaining casualties during the Great Crusade do not need the long-term seed cultivation technology of Mars at all.

The reason is simple:

The blueprint of the gene is right in front of us, why should we go far away?

Every drop of the Primarch's blood can cultivate the purest first-generation gene seeds. Why do they need to go to Mars to wait for the second generation or even later products?

They can complete the cultivation of gene seeds on the way to the battle, and almost no modulation is needed!

The first generation of gene seeds is like this, naturally with incomparable purity.

And this is exactly the technical dividend reserved by the Emperor for the needs of war.

Otherwise, with the intensity of the Legion's combat, would it be necessary to return to Terra for replenishment after a fierce battle?

Or would it be necessary to wait for fifty years of seed cultivation before continuing a fierce battle?

Then, as the sharpest sword in the hands of the Emperor, the Astartes Legion would not become a huge joke!

That's the reason, you can understand it at a glance.

But Jules, as a veteran who had served for hundreds of years before Calvin came, was really used to a poor life and could not adapt to the reality that his Primarch had returned.

"Well, this is a problem. We have to think of a way..." He stroked his chin (learned from Tabers) and fell into thought under Gavins' anxious eyes. "But they are also Calvin's bloodline! This is irrefutable!" Gavins, the Lord of the Guard, couldn't help it. He couldn't accept that the high-ranking officers of the Chapter had doubts about the bloodline of these Grey Knights. "Well?" Jules looked up at this impatient guy and said with a playful look: "I'm thinking about where to find enough Holy Shield power armor and accessories for them. Without these special equipment, they can't exert their combat effectiveness. What are you thinking about?" "Ah, this..." Gavin, who was embarrassed, was speechless and had to look for help at Tabers who hadn't spoken yet. "Well, he is the same as you. He is probably worried that the barracks will be tight after the new recruits board the ship." Tabers shrugged and symbolically pulled Gavins by changing the subject. "Well, it's true. If you didn't say it, I wouldn't have thought of it for a while..."

After hearing what Tibers said, Jules was caught up in a new problem.

As for the previous question, it was no longer important...

"Go find Bishop Klein! Count all the spare power armors and spare parts, and include the Terminators! If it doesn't work, let all the veterans use the Terminators to free up the power armors, and we can squeeze out a lot of quotas!"

Jules, who had sorted out his thoughts, gave orders to Gavins, and at the same time did not forget to remind him of more details:

"Notify the ammunition production workshop to operate at full power!

And the Psychic Choir should not be idle!

Before they come, hurry up and complete the blessing ceremony for the stock power armors!

Also! Remember to take good care of the armors you have replaced!

In a word, we don't lack these things! So we can't let these recruits down!"

"Yes!"

Gavins turned and walked towards the engine room, his happy mood was beyond words, as can be seen from his almost brisk steps.

And until his figure completely disappeared, the two people on the bridge looked at each other.

Jules had embarrassed Gavins just now on purpose, and Tabers knew it clearly.

But they endured until the former left, and then the hearty laughter echoed in the empty hall.

The preparations before the war were complicated, and Commander Jules and Captain Tabers both had important positions.

The huge amount of work would keep them busy until the eve of the war, but they were happy to do it.

It's good to be busy, as long as it's for hope.

Then these veterans who have seen too much despair and darkness can feel the precious happiness from it.

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