Chapter 1011: Winning Chance, One in Ten

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The Stone Fortress.

Now the Imperial Warmaster Headquarters.

The most magnificent hall in the Stone Fortress was originally used by the Dark Angels for daily rituals and worship of the Gene Father, but now this hall has been transformed into a place that can accommodate a large number of people for meetings.

The huge Lion statue that once stood in the hall was ordered to be dismantled by Lion himself, and he ordered the statue to be melted into a small armor plate and affixed to a weak part of the Stone Fortress.

The hall, which was then converted into a meeting hall, was crowded with people from all over the Empire every day. Guilliman and the two Primarchs stayed in the hall without sleep to deal with matters concerning the greatest threat to the Empire.

"According to the intelligence coordination contract." Calgar quickly walked into the hall, came to the Gene Father Guilliman, and presented a document to him, "The intelligence department of the Talon sector shared with us the information they obtained about those undead machines."

Every day, countless documents were passed in and out.

But the document presented by Calgar immediately made Guilliman and Lion put down everything on hand and stand side by side to watch the document presented by Calgar.

The speed at which the two Primarchs browsed the document was like flipping through a book casually, and they wrote down all the contents in the document in a very short time.

"As we expected." Guilliman handed the document to the attendant beside him and signaled him to file it. "Our enemy is very powerful."

Even Lion, who was extremely confident in his military power, remained silent at this time and agreed with Guilliman's opinion with silence.

The content of the document was a record of the Tyrone Navy's battle against the Menak Dynasty Fleet. It not only described in detail the entire process of the void war, but also had a detailed description of the weapons and equipment used by the Necrons and warships.

The Imperial Navy had also fought against the Necrons fleet before. Guilliman and Lion had long known how strong the Necrons' ships were.

What really worried the two Primarchs was the part about information warfare.

The Necrons invaded the information system of the Tyrone Navy, and within one second, all ships, whether AI or something else, were invaded at the same time.

The main control intelligence that manages the firewall and the Necrons' invasion program can iterate and evolve tens of thousands of times in less than a second.

Things like the Thinker Array used by the Imperial Navy are obviously unable to withstand this level of invasion.

"We are not without advantages." Ryan said after thinking, "The Imperial Navy's ships are not highly automated, and they do not use abhorrent intelligence on a large scale like the Tyrone Navy. Even if we fail to resist the information invasion stage, they cannot control much."

"Indeed." Guilliman nodded in approval.

The Tyrone Navy's ships are highly automated and heavily dependent on AI. Once they fail in the defense of information invasion, the entire fleet will be destroyed.

The Imperial Navy is different.

No matter how powerful the Necrons' invasion program is, it cannot invade the sailors who manually transport and load ammunition in the ship through the air, nor can it invade the gunners who manually operate weapons such as macro cannons and light spears on the gun deck.

Thinking of this, Guilliman suddenly laughed out loud, and then felt infinite melancholy.

The Imperial Navy's hateful weakness, that is, using manpower to handle most of the shipping, has now become an advantage when facing the Necrons, which is really laughable.

But this advantage is not great, and can even be said to be extremely weak.

The documents provided by the Talon Sector Intelligence Department also wrote that the Necrons have things like heart-locking beetles that can directly control humans.

"Now that I think about it." Ryan pointed to the files being filed by the attendants, "Even in the heyday of mankind, the chances of winning against this undead mechanical race would not be very high."

"Of course." Guilliman was not surprised.

The Necrons are one of the oldest and most powerful species in the galaxy. Although their strength after falling asleep and waking up is different from before, compared with humans, they can be regarded as "old masters".

The two Primarchs talked about the threat of the Necromancer race, and then Guilliman asked Lion a difficult question: "Based on what we know now, what do you think is our chance of winning if a full-scale war begins?"

Hearing this, Lion sighed and sat on the ground, stroking his gray beard and thinking.

Guilliman added: "Counting Sanguinius, Jaghatai. And all other Astra Militarum and Imperial Navy that can be mobilized, without considering the assembly time, without considering the supply of materials, and assuming that our Empire is united, and fighting side by side with the Talon Sector as in the Golden Crusade..."

Guilliman mentioned several extremely favorable preconditions for the Empire. He was not blindly optimistic, but hoped to make Lion feel that there was still hope.

If the warmaster fell into pessimism before the war began, it would definitely not be good.

"The Empire's... no, the Human's winning rate." After thinking about the result, Lion looked up at Guilliman, "One in ten or two in ten."

"One or two percent winning rate." Guilliman said, "Does this result include the most pessimistic and optimistic scenarios?"

"No, it's not the worst, but the best is 20%." Lion shook his head slowly, "To be honest, I think it's only 10%. The reason why I said 10% or 20% is just because I don't want you to be too pessimistic. The 20% winning rate is actually a consolation."

Guilliman was silent.

He was not surprised by the result Lion said, but he and Lion's judgment on the winning rate were almost the same, and might even be more pessimistic.

"The enemy can catalyze a star into a supernova, and then destroy an entire galaxy."

"The enemy's sniper can escape into another dimension, and then drill out to carry out undetectable assassinations. The bad seed of the Word Bearers named Kor Phaeron was shot and killed by the Necromancer's sniper."

"The enemy has a giant void war machine the size of an entire world, which is similar to the celestial engine of the Talons."

Lion counted on his fingers the terrible things he knew the Necromancers had really done.

"The Astral Knights once destroyed a world engine at the cost of nearly annihilation, but from a rational point of view, their sacrifice was not particularly effective. In the end, it was the fragment of the Star God that helped them destroy the world engine."

"The Kriegs once killed an obelisk by sending their lives one after another. If they encounter a world engine, do you think that if the flesh and blood and lives of the Kriegs are all filled in, can a world engine be killed?"

After saying this, Lion looked at Guilliman, waiting for the latter's reaction.

Guilliman was silent for a moment, and then said: "We are not necessarily going to start a full-scale war."

Lion nodded: "Maybe the situation is more optimistic than we thought, but it is still possible to start a war. We will definitely make great sacrifices, but we can't surrender anyway."

While the two Primarchs were talking, Felix, one of the four heroes of the Ultramarines, suddenly came to Guilliman and reported: "The holographic communication from Talon is a private line."

Hearing Felix's report, Guilliman looked at Lion.

The latter nodded.

Guilliman turned and left.