Chapter 183 The Final Meeting and the Helplessness of Both Parties

Daily Thought: When an accident is interrupted by an accident, the accident is no longer an accident.

In the following days, with the help of the sages of the Omen Order, the entire mechanical ark made various preparations for this unprecedented transformation ceremony.

From the modulation of materials to equipment, from the psychic array to the deployment of medical staff.

Calvin was not idle either. While making various requests, he also took the time to meet with the mechanical cardinals of the Omen Order to set a long-term development policy for the future here.

This is not a forge world, but it is almost the same. The giant industrial manufacturing system has now grown extremely large.

The dozen or so nearby galaxies have become affiliated units that provide mining or agricultural resources under the expansion of the central galaxy.

In the visible future, this place will develop into a new star region in a hundred years. Even if everything goes well, it is not impossible to become the capital of a certain section.

But all this can only stop here, because if it continues to develop, the resources here will not be enough to support sustainable development, and foreign trade will become inevitable.

Once large-scale trade is opened, everything here will be exposed to the eyes of various forces in the empire.

The Omen Order may be able to protect a galaxy, but a star zone is by no means an interest that they can take for themselves.

Several Astartes Chapters were also included in the plan to protect this place. Because everything here is not only the result of Calvin and the Omen Order, but also the indispensable foundation of these chapters.

Four high-ranking members of the chapter were summoned by Calvin to participate in this important meeting on the St. Chris.

They were told that under Calvin's mediation, the cardinal sages of the Omen Order were willing to sign an agreement with them.

From now on, the huge industrial capacity here will be open to their chapters.

The supplies that this star zone can provide to them will not be limited to conventional weapons such as power armor, chainsaw swords, and bolt guns.

As long as they are booked in advance, including power weapons, terminator power armor, poison blade heavy tanks, and aircraft vehicles are all on the list of weapons transactions.

Even in the case of some serious damage, the large warship reserves being built in the docks on the iron ring belt can also be opened to them to a limited extent.

And since there are biological sages who can guide genetic technology, a complete set of recruit training bases can be established here under his leadership.

The transformation surgery jointly performed by the biological sage and the pharmacist stationed by the war group, whether in terms of success rate or operation cycle, is not comparable to the existence of pharmacists.

The war group leaders are quite interested in this, because being restricted by others because of equipment has always been a pain point for these war groups; as for the subsequent recruit training base, it is a huge surprise.

From now on, they will end the experience of the ship-based war group wandering around, and completely get rid of the sword of Damocles of "troop replenishment" hanging over their heads.

Under the enthusiastic discussion between Calvin and these war group leaders, four large fortress monasteries and their affiliated defense systems were marked on the map of the galaxy one after another.

They will leave enough forces when they go out to fight, and while training new recruits, they will also defend everything here.

"Three times!" Calvin stretched out his palm and gestured this gesture.

"You need three times the standard of the holy book, otherwise it will not be enough to ensure the safety of this place when the mission is carried out."

"But..." Elvis looked embarrassed.

The authority of the Codex Astartes is so great that even though it has been issued for thousands of years, this pharmacist who almost "destroyed his group and exterminated his race" still maintains basic respect for it.

"My lord, please understand our difficulties. We are not the Grey Knights, and we must respect the authority of a Primarch."

Adelaide also participated in the conversation and told Calvin about their difficulties.

"What do you two think?" Calvin did not rush to persuade, but looked at the leaders of the other two chapters.

"We... need to consider it carefully." The captain of the Weepers did not confirm, but did not deny it.

Obviously, the previous situation of poverty and indifference made him feel deeply tormented, and he never wanted to go back to the days when he had nowhere to seek help. But due to the opinions of his allies, he could not directly agree with Calvin's statement.

"Moloch?" Calvin turned his gaze to the minotaur who had not spoken.

"I listen to my lord!" Moloch's answer was simple and straightforward, which made Calvin smile a little.

"Why?" he asked.

"Guilliman is the Primarch, and so are you. Between the code issued by an adult whom I have never met and the words spoken by an adult whom I have met, I choose the latter."

Morlock said so.

This is how real people speak, simple and clear, but easily touches on the essence of this conversation.

The three chapter leaders were speechless, and after looking at each other, they looked towards Calvin with some guilt.

They always forget the true identity of this adult in Calvin's gentle conversation.

It was not until Mollock reminded them that they repented and realized that the person who made suggestions in front of them was also a sacred Primarch, a living Primarch standing in front of them.

And his seemingly warm suggestions, in a sense, can also be understood as a euphemistic command.

"Please forgive me!" The three chapter leaders could not maintain a stable sitting posture, so they all stood up and saluted Calvin. The mechanical sages who participated in the meeting turned a blind eye to this and waited quietly.

Under these apologies, Calvin slowly dispelled the depression caused by these guys who were bargaining without knowing what was good for them.

The atmosphere of the conversation has changed qualitatively. Now that Moloch's words have been revealed, Calvin no longer maintains the illusion of being approachable.

He stood up and walked to the star map at the end of the long table, pointed at the locations of the four fortresses and monasteries, and turned around and ordered:

"You must maintain at least fifteen companies of regular troops in order to ensure the garrison needs here when you go out to perform tasks! The minimum permanent strength here cannot be less than five companies! This is the bottom line, do you understand?"

"Yes!" the four chapter leaders responded at the same time.

"The Gray Knights under me will be dormant on the central planet. They will wake up every ten years every hundred years to maintain normal training levels. Before I return, you will be responsible for the defense here. Are there any problems?"

"No!" was the response from several senior leaders of the war group.

They finally understood their position belatedly:

The soldiers were given by Calvin, and the food and ammunition were also given by Calvin. Since all their wealth was given by Calvin, all they could give in return was loyalty.

If you still don't understand the relationship between them, then the war group these people belong to really deserves to suffer such a fate.

White-eyed wolves are equally unwelcome everywhere, not only in the Empire but also in Chaos.

The process of the meeting began to speed up at this point. Calvin, who was supported by everyone, put forward one suggestion (instruction) after another, and all of them were passed without any accident.

In his blueprint, this galaxy will become the rear area of ​​the four Chapters. While ensuring their combat intensity, they can also be effectively supplemented with equipment and personnel.

Their fighting methods will also be learned from the true parent chapter of the Imperial Fists, the Black Templars Chapter (as spoken by Calvin):

The threefold preparation of the sacred scriptures is only the basis.

They will take the ship-based battle group branch as a unit, depart from the Sun Star Territory, and launch expeditions in batches at different times in the direction of the Storm Star Territory.

As long as the empire's information exchange cannot achieve zero response time, no one will know the true number of their war groups.

The galaxy they are currently in happens to be on the edge of the Storm Star Territory and the Sun Star Territory, which has become the only way for these battle groups to pass through every expedition.

Under Calvin's guidance, they met in a meeting to mutually agree on a time for launching the expedition.

In intervals of hundreds of years, the main forces of the three battle groups will alternately be stationed on this planet.

The leader of this war group will also become the rotating chairman of this alliance, responsible for the defense of the entire sector and the linkage with the Order of Omen.

This work is by no means without benefits:

As compensation for their inability to fight, the Order of Omen and its industrial system will make strong compensation.

The industrial production capacity of the entire star sector will be tilted towards this main battle group unconditionally and free of charge within this hundred years.

As for the Gray Knights directly under Calvin, they will undergo limited activation during a long period of dormancy to ensure that their basic combat capabilities do not degrade and at the same time, together with the armed forces of the Order of Omen, firmly grasp the alliance's Dominance.

At this point, the mechanism of the warband alliance established under Calvin's guidance is becoming complete.

And he himself could finally perform the final transformation ceremony with confidence.

In the uninhabited starry sky outside the industrial planet, the Eldar spacecraft was still anxiously waiting for orders in silence.

They watched as engineering ships like schools of fish in the Mechanical Ark began to scatter across the galaxy, occupying key positions one after another.

These space engineering equipment under the command of the mechanical priests of the Order of Omen, without knowing it, began to build the foundation of large buildings on those planets and satellites in the face of the Eldar pioneers.

Looking at their solemn looks, the Eldar pioneers understood the intentions of these monkeys without much thinking. They were building the foundation for a large permanent defense system.

Once these fortresses are built, the exponential additive effect of the defense system will be generated.

And when that time comes, it will be a fool's errand for them to still want to perform the task of being prophets among their own tribe.

"The prophets haven't reached a consensus yet?" Aqua walked around anxiously in the hall of the wraith bone spaceship.

Her emotions in a sense represent the thoughts of the soldiers under her command.

Seeing that the foundation of the mission goal is getting stronger and stronger, while his immediate boss is still struggling to achieve a unified will, this is very similar to a certain party in the unification/war in the country of Calvin's previous life.

"Don't worry, these human projects will take at least decades to complete, and our follow-up fleet is on the way. As long as the big fleet arrives, as long as the prophets are unified, these unfinished buildings will only be worthy of becoming countless in the universe. One of the dust.”

Theresa calmed down the generals under her command as usual, and she just had to say the famous "I have the advantage" directly.

"Yes!" Aqua's emotions were venting out somewhere. When Theresa spoke, she immediately pointed her finger at the young boss.

But before she could finish her words, the communication channel on the spacecraft was suddenly opened. The face of the person in charge of the main fleet mentioned by Theresa appeared on the screen in the distance.

"My fleet has detected that there are subspace forces heading towards you. Please give advice immediately!"

The fleet detection information from dozens of light years away was transmitted to them across space. In the serious eyes of Aqua and Theresa, some processed and enlarged pictures appeared in front of them.

"That's it!" Aqua pointed to a group of black meteorites that were silently flying towards Calvin from outside the galaxy.

If it weren't for her pointing out, those small celestial bodies would be no different from ordinary meteors in the eyes of normal people.

But as the Eldar who have been deeply involved in the subspace since the "War in Heaven", their sensitivity to psychic energy can be said to be innate.

Although those black meteorites have undergone a series of disguises, the stench exclusive to the subspace on them is so conspicuous!

She didn't even need the help of the detection array to understand that under the disguise of those meteorites, there must be war machines from Chaos!

This was a premeditated sneak attack, and also a belated counterattack by Chaos against Calvin's action!

"The believers of the Lord of Tampering!" Aqua exclaimed.

"Notify the Prophet Council immediately!" Theresa turned around and gave orders to the crew members on standby.

"I need your instructions!" The fleet commander on the main screen looked indifferent but anxious.

"The interception time window is very short. If we miss this distance, we are not sure that we can intercept all of them before they reach the target."

"…………" The two people in the spirit bone spaceship looked at each other and could not give orders for a long time.

But the fleet commander was still urging, and the interception window countdown sent by the other party was like a death warrant, oppressing the two confused souls.

"Allow interception!" Theresa gritted her teeth and spit out the order. As if looking for a reasonable reason for himself, he added words of explanation to himself after giving the order:

"Before the order of the Prophet Council arrives, we cannot allow any possibility of the target getting out of control!"

"Received!" The fleet commander who received a clear answer immediately cut off the communication, leaving Theresa, who was a little regretful, no chance to change the order.

"Am I...doing the right thing?" Theresa doubted herself a little, and looked at Aqua beside her with absent-minded eyes.

As a pure warrior, the latter was unexpectedly more confused than him.

"Anyway, it's not wrong..."

In the quiet bridge, the eyes of the two were equally unfocused. The battle formation of the fleet in the distance on the communication channel clearly told them that a brutal space naval battle had begun.

A battle around Calvin was unfolding dozens of light years away without his knowledge.

As participants in this unexpected battle, the members of both sides must be equally confused at this time...

I went out during the day and came back in the afternoon. Sorry for the late update.

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