Chapter 579 Information Dialogue The Thoughts of the Traitor

"This may not be the war I expected." On the flagship of the advance fleet, Calvin wrote such notes in his temporary dormitory.

The fleet has completed the cleanup of the Stranivar system and sailed away from the system in deep submergence for a full day.

In this increasingly unfamiliar void, the information that Terra could send became scarcer.

But instead, it begins with the navigators lowering the veils on their heads and opening their signature third eyes into the void;

After taking over the helm from the Mechanicus Priests, they led the fleet through the never-ending ether ocean, and at the same time, the voices from the Gothic Sector became increasingly clear in the ears of the astropaths.

The voices are getting louder and louder, and as the distance gets closer, they begin to change from incomprehensible garbled babbles to gradually identifiable paragraphs of information.

As the scattered information was gradually pieced together and marked in repeated playbacks. A picture that even Calvin could not imagine was displayed in front of him and all the Gray Knights:

This is not a battle in the traditional sense, it is more like a story from ancient epics. .

The invasion of alien civilization, the raids of orcs, and even the intrusion of the Eldar have been plaguing the people of this sector for the past few centuries.

And when this was suppressed inside the star region, an unreported threat suddenly broke out, and two huge chaos legions once again stirred up the already chaotic situation;

What the imperial forces here face are only the war warnings on the marginal star map, and the terrible fact that the entire sector fleet is losing sight of one thing and is rapidly declining.

Humanity's power is declining, and the enemy is becoming more powerful. The situation's loss of control shows that time is not on the empire's side.

Within the vast jurisdiction of the Gothic Sector, there are hundreds of large and small galaxies, and only a few of them have traces of human development and management.

The appearance of the mysterious Chaos Fleet further pushed the direction of this already huge war out of the control of the imperial forces.

"This is a long war, and its length even exceeds the lifespan of dynasties in some planetary civilizations."

Although he was unwilling to admit it, Calvin was convinced by the news brought by the astropaths in front of him, one by one, labeling the galaxies as dangerous.

On the huge star map, the area controlled by the human empire is so small. In contrast, those parts occupied by alien civilizations and unknown forces (Chaos Legion, the appearance of the two legions in the Gothic Sector are not yet known) have occupied most of the space in the entire sector.

"I'm afraid Fermat was right." Calvin said to himself with a wry smile, but unfortunately Father Fermat was still on the main fleet at this time and had no chance to hear.

Such a Gothic star sector is no longer a problem that can be solved by a partial army in his hands.

What he needs is probably more battleships, more Astral Legions, and even more Astartes Chapters;

This huge mobilization of military power obviously exceeded the temporary authority he had and required the consensus of the Terran Parliament and the full support of the central power of the empire.

In other words, he needs a real expedition!

Only a true expedition can return this vast starry sky to the hands of the Human Empire again!

"grown ups!"

The knock on the door behind him made Calvin stop to think. He turned around and saw a Gray Knight standing at the door of his dormitory with no intention of approaching.

The temporary quarters of the original body were the officers' quarters temporarily vacated by the captain of the frigate himself;

This is undoubtedly the best cabin on the battleship, but for people of their size, this space designed for mortals is still full of indescribable cramped conditions.

"Is something wrong?" Calvin looked at the Gray Knight. The latter's new Holy Shield-type power armor did not have any honorary crests or emblems on it.

Under the sharp-edged Crusader-shaped helmet, in the bluish shiny eyepiece, the same stern gaze was examining Calvin;

On the pure steel breastplate, a miniature version of the "Imperial Truth" relief is located in the center of the armor.

That is a special mark, even among the entire Gray Knights Legion, only a few hundred people possess it;

This emblem comes from the original body's own sword, and this obviously personal emblem has only one meaning among the emerging Gray Knights:

That is, this Gray Knight is a special case among the sons of Calvin - he is a bloodline transformed by the original body.

"Yes." The gray knight replied in a low voice, and then followed the etiquette of the legion era and gave Calvin the Eagle Salute in a strict manner.

After receiving the approval of the original body, he got up from the ground. And the news he brought from the bridge ahead was only spoken at this time:

"The fleet has arrived in the Bainmore system, and the Astropath is asking if he wants to respond to the voice from the direction of Goth.

The defense there is relatively complete. According to the conventional galaxy defense engineering structure, in addition to space-based weapons in the near-gravity belt there, there should also be mine arrays to protect the waterways.

He and the navigator were worried whether we would be accidentally hit by the defense array. "

"Well..."

Calvin thought about his reply and subconsciously got up from the short bed in the cabin.

The sturdy steel bed groaned harshly under his inhuman weight, and the Primarch's multi-threaded body instinct made him subconsciously raise his arms to block his head and the ceiling.

However, this action was still a step too late...

Bang!

The collision of steel plates and bones brought Calvin back to his senses. He looked at the cabin wall above his head with a guilty conscience, and then looked at the offspring in front of him with some embarrassment.

Well, very good, he was satisfied to get the few but precious dignity from the Grey Knight who had turned his head away.

At least this traitor who was picked up halfway still knew to maintain the most basic respect for him...

"No, no need to notify them."

Calvin made up his mind that a temporary notification would not benefit the entire battle situation, and since entering this star zone, he had already entered a complete state of war.

"My opinion..." Calvin said, turning on the servo terminal on his armor.

The shaking image on the luxurious personal holographic projection attracted the attention of the Grey Knight.

At this time, Calvin's order also reached his ears:

"Follow this position!" The Primarch pointed his finger at the farthest position from the planetary defense system among the many Manzewell points in the galaxy.

It not only meets the fleet's jump needs, but also happens to be the empty rear of the enemy fleet after the galaxy is attacked.

"Follow this position!" Calvin repeated again, and then patiently explained to the recruits in front of him:

"Since we are here, we should strive for every opportunity to fight! I believe the imperial soldiers here will also like the gifts we bring!"

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