"I'll send your comments," Degraded Kaur said.
"Well, how is the optimization work on the God-Wrath Colossus going?" asked Guilliman.
Degraded Kaul trembled for a moment before speaking, "The optimization progress is going smoothly. The Great Sage plans to build a real Sky Punishment Colossus, not an assembly line product."
"Let him do whatever he wants." Guilliman shook his head and said, "It would take at least several decades, or even hundreds of years, to build a true Colossus of God's Punishment. I don't recommend doing such a thing. If Cawl feels it is necessary, he can do it as much as he wants."
The materials needed to build a true God Punishment Colossus are incalculable, no less than creating a planet with a complex structure.
Guilliman did not advocate that approach.
War is about cost-effectiveness. Blindly pursuing high performance will only lead to your own destruction.
If the Mechanical Sage Cawl insisted on building a perfect statue of God's Punishment, he would not refuse.
There are many kinds of glory.
For the fanatical believers of the God of All Machines, building an unprecedented megastructure is also a symbol of honor.
If you refuse even this, it would be somewhat inhumane.
"The relevant requirements have been incorporated into the information code. Is there anything else, sir?" said the Degraded Kaul.
"Establish a new battlefield application technology research team. We need to enhance the survivability of our soldiers." Guilliman expressed his thoughts.
"What are the specific requirements?" asked the degraded Kaul.
"Study teleportation technology and medical technology. I hope humans can teleport those injured Imperial soldiers back to medical stations like the Undead." Guilliman said.
Once the dead Undead soldiers fall to the ground, they will light up with a flash, and then be reshaped in the furnace and resurrected again.
After the demon's body is destroyed, it will be sent back to the subspace, waiting for another chance to resurrect and descend into the real universe.
Resurrection is a really good thing.
Makes people unscrupulous.
If humans also had such technology, they could teleport those seriously injured soldiers away from the battlefield and send them directly to the hospital, so that they could become alive and well and join the battlefield again. Wouldn't that be wonderful
Such technology will inevitably minimize human losses.
It can also greatly boost morale, allowing the imperial troops to fight with all their might.
Once a soldier is seriously injured and on the verge of death, teleportation will be initiated immediately.
After you're healed, run out and continue fighting.
Let those traitors and demons who try to attack humans also experience this helplessness and understand the horror of humans.
The degraded Kohl paused for a rare moment. The head used for thinking in the nutrient tank kept twisting, and his face showed an extremely painful expression.
It was calculating the feasibility of Guilliman's plan.
All things aside, this is a crazy plan.
"To achieve this goal, the amount of research required is huge. Humans are not yet proficient in teleportation technology. We are still in the stage of learning and imitating the Undead."
"It is precisely because the workload is huge and difficult that we have to start from now on. The sooner we research it, the sooner it will be put into service. The strength of the human army will also be further improved." Guilliman said, "Also, tell Cawl that Sicarius has activated Guilliman's Heart."
"Integration of dark matter biological editing technology is a completely feasible path. Let him continue to speed up his research, and at the same time, let him hurry up to promote the engineering of the Primaris Space Marines without Primal Body."
"The relevant information has been noted down and will be sent to Kaul after being encoded," said the degraded Kaul.
"Let's leave it at that for now. Let him complete the task I assigned to him as soon as possible." Kiriman said.
The Degraded Kaul's thinking array trembled for a moment, and then he said: "The Great Sage is omnipotent. He can do this easily."
Guilliman said nothing more.
The degraded Kohl encoded and organized all the information, and with a roar of machinery, the information was sent out.
After the message was sent, the roar of the machinery gradually subsided.
The room also became silent.
Guilliman stayed in the room for a moment before turning and walking out.
He still has a battle to fight.
Tyranids, Hive Mind, a tendril of the Devourer, and Behemoth fleets approaching the Vetria System.
This is one of the strongest Tyranid fleets to enter the galaxy yet.
so far.
Humans have observed several Tyranid fleets, including the Leviathan, Kraken and other main forces of the Zerg fleet.
Behemoth is the Zerg fleet that invaded the Milky Way and is one of the first-tier Zerg fleets in terms of strength.
So far, humans have basically been in a mess when dealing with the Zerg.
There was an Inquisitor of the Ordo Xenos named Kriptman.
He did this to prevent the Zerg fleet from attacking Terra.
They even went so far as to issue extermination orders on dozens of worlds in order to lure the Zerg into the Orcs' territory.
This slowed down the opponent's attack on Terra.
He was also charged with excommunication and treason.
Now he is being hunted down by the Inquisition, but has not been caught.
Tens of billions, hundreds of billions of humans died as a result of Kriptman's extermination order.
The Alien Inquisition must give an explanation to the Terra Senate and many nobles. This is not a small casualty.
The horror of the Tyranids can be seen from this.
Guilliman walked towards the elevator. He needed to return to the strategy room to make a series of pre-war preparations.
The empire's military strength is already very strong, but this is not a reason for him to relax.
Any contempt will cause the imperial forces to pay an extremely heavy price.
Behind every decision he makes are millions of human soldiers, so he must be extremely cautious.
... ... ... ... ... ... .
“We are all going to die.”
"We will all be forgotten, just like those who have passed away. No one will remember us anymore."
"Our hearts were once full of blood, but one day, they will become cold."
On the troop transport, a poet was reading his newly written poem to the soldiers.
Hawke and the others sat on their beds, watching the poet recite his poems in a clumsy and emotional manner, without feeling much.
They came from the hive.
They are not required to have much knowledge there, they just need to contribute to the emperor and the nobles numbly.
Guilliman's arrival changed that place and brought justice and beauty to them again.
But Guilliman is not an omnipotent god.
He was unable to change the accumulated drawbacks, and the workers' cultural level was a major flaw.
The expeditionary fleet does not have enough manpower to change people's attitude towards knowledge and rationality.
Guilliman could only look for some intellectuals, let them follow the troops, influence them subtly, and let them understand the mysteries of truth and knowledge.
The poet is also part of his plan to reverse human civilization.
It will take more than just powerful weapons to defeat Chaos.
You also need to have a strong soul.
Only by knowing what is right and wrong can we stop humanity from falling into the abyss.
The poet's hard work made many soldiers burst into laughter.
They didn't care for each other's poetry, they just thought it was a little funny.
"Hey, can't you save your time? I don't understand anything you wrote," said a soldier.
"Are you writing nonsense to fool us soldiers?"
The poet was obviously a novice. The soldiers' teasing made him look embarrassed and he stood there at a loss as to what to do.
Since the beginning of the Indomitable Crusade, a large number of chroniclers and scribes have accompanied the army.
After retaking all the worlds of Ultramar and expelling the Chaos forces from that sector.
Guilliman signed an important proposal.
The proposal clearly defines the identity of the recorder.
Scholars with artistic creativity were selected from various worlds to join the main expedition fleet that traversed the starry sea.
These scholars traveled a long way, armed with pens and their own artistic tools, to embark on this expedition to save humanity.
Many officers expressed their incomprehension of Guilliman's actions.
But Guilliman didn't care about these misunderstandings.
He ordered all fleets to comply with the proposal.
Provide convenience for those who record, otherwise he will punish anyone who violates this decree.
Giving poetry speeches to the commanders is also one of them.
However, the soldiers did not care much about this.
They felt that the Primarch was doing this unnecessarily.
Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, the poet felt uncomfortable in the face of numerous doubts and had an urge to turn around and run away.
The narrator walked up to the young poet and said with a smile, "Keep going, Kakar, you are doing an excellent job."
After saying this, the old narrator looked at the soldiers who were making a fuss.
"As a supplement, maybe I should change the content of my speech later. Maybe I should tell the story between the rude Space Wolf warriors and the ladies of the hive. I even gave this story a nice name, the story between the wolf and the beauty."
As soon as these words were spoken, many soldiers burst into laughter.
Even Hawke laughed, "Old John, if your story gets to the ears of the Space Wolves, you will be thrown to a star by the angry Space Wolves."
"Let this young man finish his speech. He comes with a passion to serve the Primarch. You must not treat him like this again," said the narrator known as Old Jon.
After this little episode, the young poet's poetry speech continued.
To be honest, the poet does have some ability.
It's just that it's a little immature and doesn't know how to capture people's hearts with words.
Old John kept his word.
He told the story that the wild wolf and the beautiful woman had to tell.
It's a pity that his story is not what people imagine.
The Space Wolves found a spaceship in space, and the woman on it told them about the tragic fate of her home planet.
So they came across the stars, saved a world from the hands of Chaos traitors, and left again.
This made everyone who was looking forward to it express contempt for it.
"You deceived us again." Hawke said with a smile.
The days on the journey are so boring.
The barracks hall in the troop transport ship was filled with beds, covering an area of several square kilometers, and there was no end in sight.
Excretion can be solved in the toilets on both sides, and food will be delivered and distributed by machine slaves.
As the leader of the group, Hawke has access to an exclusive restaurant, but he rarely goes there.
They all hang out with their comrades.
The 502nd Regiment, like many other regiments, was deployed to the Vetria system. They needed to resist the Zerg until the Primarch arrived with his troops.
It is the consensus of all that the Primarch will always win.
As long as we can hold on until his arrival, victory will come.
The troop transport ship was docked in low Earth orbit and was brought to the surface by a landing ship.
Landing inside the ship.
The narrator, John the Elder, is also among them.
As a recorder, he doesn't need to go to the ground.
But he was very persistent.
Everyone had no choice but to let him get on board.
"You shouldn't be so impulsive. The ground is dangerous." Hawke looked at the narrator next to him, Old John, and shook his head.
"I am a recorder. I record your stories for future generations, so I have to ensure the authenticity of these stories," said Old John.
"Whatever. I hope you don't get killed by bugs while trying to make sure your story is true."
Hawke shrugged.