Chapter 399 May Day! MayDay
Chapter 399 May Day! MayDay!
"I am so lucky! I can have all these outstanding warriors like you at the same time!"
Calvin resisted the urge to return to Terra to settle accounts with Walden, but he couldn't help complaining about the two top-notch people in front of him.
The two Templars who were immersed in sending "bound volumes" to each other finally woke up after Calvin's words. After looking at each other, they looked at their monarchs with embarrassed faces.
The two people whose old bottoms were exposed finally calmed down. After the passionate spray, they looked at Calvin's wonderful face, and the rest was only regret.
+Damn, I won't be treated differently from now on, right? +Golden
+It's my own fault! It's okay to let my black history out, but how innocent are the other brothers? You are finished, I said! +Tariq
+You said it first! +Golden
+It's obviously you! +Tariq
+Enough! +
Looking at the two people talking non-stop, winking at each other and blaming each other in the psychic channel, Calvin couldn't bear to watch it anymore and couldn't help but speak out to stop them.
The two people opened their eyes wide instantly after hearing Calvin's psychic call. After the panic of important information leakage, they looked at Calvin with innocent and accusing eyes.
+ You are too much! How can you eavesdrop on our conversation! +
+ That's right! The Primarch should act like a Primarch! What's the ability to eavesdrop on the conversation of your subordinates! And if this goes on, as your subordinates, won't they have no privacy at all... Wait? +
"Fuck!" Tariq, who habitually transmitted psychic energy halfway, finally reacted. He stared at the Primarch in front of him with wide eyes in surprise.
The communication channel was discovered! When did this happen?
If Calvin knew about this channel from the beginning, wouldn't he know everything they talked about in this channel before?
Giving nicknames to the Primarch, complaining about the Primarch's aesthetics and ability to name weapons, and the weird Terran accent, aren't all these things Calvin has insight into?
He stiffened his neck and slowly glanced at Calvin, and then looked at Golden beside him with a fluke.
The latter's face was equally ugly, and the moment his eyes met his, Tariq clearly understood his comrade's eyes:
There's no hope, he's dead, bury him, find a good place for Feng Shui.
"You... know everything?" Tariq asked with difficulty.
Although psychic communication is not as secret as one-on-one psychic communication, the fact that the Primarch can easily capture and quietly complete the cracking and infiltration is even more surprising to them.
"Hehe... I taught you those little tricks, do you think I know?" Calvin complained unhappily.
Before he came to the warband, the psychic communication method used by these Grey Knights was still one-to-one communication, and even the occasional multi-person collaborative calls were based on unstable psychic laws.
It was his implantation of the "psychic seeds" of the original Honor Guard that opened the era of "multi-person stable battlefield communication" between the Grey Knights.
Not only did it allow these Grey Knights to connect with the will of the Legion, it also ushered in a new era of multi-level and multi-team instant communication based on psychic nodes.
The "private chat group" of the Honor Guard was a product that emerged under this background. The daily construction and communication encryption of this channel can be said to be completed bit by bit under Calvin's eyes.
From the initial primitive state to the later dynamic encryption, Calvin watched the growth process of this "private chat group" throughout the whole process.
And the daily complaints of these Templar Knights about him were the same as the whispers of grassroots soldiers in his previous life in his eyes, which made him feel funny every time, and also gave him a deeper understanding of these veterans.
If he was not too lazy to interfere too much with this group, he would have wanted to learn from his previous life experience and label this group with a note of "Honor Guard Family".
But he still thought it was simple.
Or because of his work, his understanding of this private server channel was limited to the Honor Guard around him;
And driven by this technological innovation, the other "technical products" produced by the entire legion due to the fanatical belief in the Primarch were things he had never expected and knew nothing about.
"Ah this..." Tariq looked at Calvin dumbly, and then as if he suddenly remembered something, his facial expression was twitching and maintaining an unchanged state.
He looked at Golden with the corner of his eye, and sure enough, the latter was signaling to him with an obscure gesture: "Good brother! It's time for you to sacrifice! Hold on!"
"... Got it!" Tariq looked at the Primarch resolutely, and a sense of honor of sacrificing the self instantly filled his chest.
He blatantly accused Calvin, and had a heated discussion with the Primarch on the question of "whether the Grey Knights should have personal privacy in the Legion era, and whether the public communication channel is applicable to this proposition"...
And Golden behind him watched his good brother's "sacrifice" with tears in his eyes, while secretly pressing a "disposable signal generator" that had been prepared on his waist.
The weak electromagnetic long wave passed through the heavy barriers of the warship in an obscure way and was sent to the rest of the Unremitting Crusade.
After receiving this meaningless signal, all the sons of Calvin along the way stopped their actions stiffly.
"MAY DAY! MAY DAY!
We have been exposed! Execute the cleanup procedure immediately! Repeat! We have been exposed! Execute the cleanup plan immediately! "
In various places on the Relentless Crusade, the Sons of Calvin still maintained their daily guard and training work, but there was a commotion in the psychic communication channel.
A large number of private communication channels were actively disconnected by the Grey Knights responsible for node tasks, and thousands of Primarch photos and life details were destroyed by these Grey Knights who assumed the server function.
Hundreds of communication nodes in the entire legion with the name of "Practice War Mode" were completely reduced by half in just a few minutes.
After completing the cleanup procedure, these Sons of Calvin were still heartbroken about the loss of their collections, and looked at the bridge in front of the battleship with moving eyes.
+Golden is a good comrade!+A technical sergeant who was usually silent sighed in the communication channel.
+Good comrade!!+A group of Grey Knights responded.
+His sacrifice is meaningful! +Another unknown Grey Knight captain exclaimed.
+Meanwhile, the Grey Knights echoed again.
+But it is just a small setback now! +A sergeant who was training in Terminator Power Armor took over the words of the former.
+Setback! +The emotions of the Grey Knights resonated with each other.
+And our cause cannot be interrupted! +An unknown Grey Knight Captain spoke passionately.
+Cannot be interrupted! +A Grey Knight is united, and the light of hope shines in his eyes!
Waves of psychic fluctuations echoed in the space of the Unremitting Crusade, and the emotions of many Grey Knights resonated with each other in the excitement. Calvin was stunned to find that the will of the entire Legion had an inexplicable growth again. These Grey Knights were obviously inspired by something, and the structure of the Legion's will became more in line with it.
"Huh? "Calvin was surprised by this change. He felt something was wrong.
But Tariq in front of him had already occupied most of his energy. The debate about the "privacy and public channels" of the Grey Knights ended with Calvin's victory under Tariq's sudden "awakening".
Calvin watched the two guards calmly accept his "punishment" and then leave together. He was obviously confused.
But this debate about the re-positioning of soldiers in the Legion era obviously satisfied him.
This is a problem he noticed a long time ago, but from his experience and perspective at the leadership level, this kind of problem is more suitable for discussion by the grassroots rather than his rough guidance from the top.
Thinking about what he had gained today and looking at the empty corridor around him, Calvin decided to return to his residence.
Just when he came to the door of his office alone, a message from the bridge caught his attention:
"My ship has completed the supply of materials and can set sail at any time. But the psychic choir just reported to us that they found an abnormal signal when they were doing the subspace pacification procedure for the fleet to set sail. "
"Does the database have any identification results?" Calvin asked in the communication channel.
"There are samples that match the characteristics." Tabers responded calmly.
"What type?" Calvin asked curiously.
+The webway, and most likely, the part leading to Terra+
Tibers switched the communication silently and spoke psychically.
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