Guilliman used skillful means to restore calm to his generals.
He sat back down at the strategy table and calmly thought about the questions he had raised.
"In my humble opinion, it would be better to mobilize the troops and block them head-on." said a general with a scar on his face.
As he spoke, lines that glowed like static electricity danced in the air.
The projection interface floating in front of everyone also changed.
The positions of the Empire's numerous troops and enemies are marked in different colors.
Judging from the data, the Empire has an absolute advantage over its enemies.
The green area occupies most of the Milky Way.
Only a few red areas are concentrated near the Eye of Terror.
After a while, those red areas will disappear.
The entire galaxy will be unified.
The sacred cause of the empire will be accomplished in their hands.
Just thinking about this, everyone felt proud and happy.
"The Empire currently has an absolute advantage in manpower and firepower. The enemy will not be our match. It will be no problem for us to hold out for three days." The general added.
"Excuse me, but this strategy is simply irresponsible to the imperial soldiers who are loyal to His Majesty and the Empire." A mechanical sage said, "We must not waste their lives and loyalty by making some meaningless sacrifices."
He participated in this military meeting on behalf of the Mechanicus and provided some technical answers to the generals.
"What do you think?" the general asked, with a hint of questioning in his voice.
"It's not a brilliant idea. It's just the best result calculated based on the information I have and the tactical operation module. We should make full use of the advanced technology of the empire." The sage said, "The power struggle among the orcs is extremely fierce, and they are terribly xenophobic. We just need to quietly send the orc warlord and his subordinates to the Killing Star and hide it from the Cancer Legion for three days. It is not a difficult task at all, and it can even be said to be more than enough. The orcs will never let other forces interfere with their WAAAAAAAGH duel."
"Their loyalty is to the Orc Emperor, but who the Orc Emperor is is not the most important thing to them. They only care about how to be more WAAAAAAGH. Whether they are enemies of the Empire or fighting with the enemies of the Empire, those Orcs never care."
Someone raised a question, "Is there any difference between quietly sending an orc warlord and the orc army to the Killing Star and gathering troops to fight a blocking war directly?"
"Please allow me to give you a small tip. The Empire has the technology to build microcosms. Currently, several microcosms have been identified as breeding bases for orcs. Time has been accelerated, and the orcs are breeding at an unprecedented rate." The sage opened another interface, and a large number of photos taken at the microcosm control base appeared in front of the generals.
The small universe displayed has been occupied by the orcs bred by the empire.
They are divided into different clans and fight wildly in the breeding grounds built for them by humans.
Its nature as a biological warfare weapon is fully revealed.
The brutality revealed in their red eyes made them like violent war machines that never stopped, roaring with deafening sounds of WAAAAAGH, fanatical and excited.
The orcs bred by the Empire are stronger, more fierce, and more brutal than those wild orcs.
It may be because there is no external stimulation.
The orcs' weapons remain at the level of primitive tribal civilization, and they fight with stone-polished weapons.
Of course, the cruelty is no less than that of holding a power sword.
"It's not easy to transport these big guys." A general said, "They will definitely dismantle all our ships. Even if they are allowed to drive the warships back, they will be discovered by the enemy in the first place, which will still arouse vigilance."
"The function of the microcosm is not only to create a space that is independent of the background of the universe and can be controlled by us independently in time. Given the special structure of space-time, it also has another strategic use that can be played, and that is to quietly deliver troops to a certain place. The entrance and exit of the microcosm can be moved, we only need to change the exit coordinates of the microcosm to the Killing Star. In this way, we can quietly release these orcs to the Killing Star." The biological sage clicked on a data screen, which contained the calculation simulation picture.
"If the Micro Universe can really achieve this level and deploy troops silently on the battlefield, it will really be a powerful weapon." Andre whispered, "Used in some special battlefield environments, it can achieve unexpected effects."
"Can it be used in the battle to capture the Cadia Fortress?" a general asked, "If possible, the Empire can completely bypass their outer defenses and directly attack their rear."
The sage shook his head, and the face made of mechanical gears also made a slight humming sound, and there was a hint of regret in the mechanical voice. "This technology is not stable so far, and can only be used in a location far away from the gravitational zone of the galaxy. What's more dangerous is that the Cancer Legion has some monsters with the ability to control space. They will be keenly aware of abnormal space structures. At that time, if they are slightly disturbed, the entrance to the microcosm will be destroyed."
Ercas spoke at this time, with a questioning tone. "That is to say, the microcosm technology used in the Killing Star is just an experimental test. This is a war, not a trivial matter. This is a matter related to the overall strategy of the Empire. This is not the time for you, the Mechanicus, to experiment with new technologies."
"After many experiments, the Adeptus Mechanicus is very confident about this technology. Moreover, the orcs do not have powerful space technology, and the ones who came out of the microcosm are their own people, so there is a great chance of success. If we can complete the replacement plan without alerting the Cancer Legion and other enemies of the Empire, it will play a crucial role in the decisive battle on the Cadia battlefield. Imagine that when the armies of both sides are assembled, the orcs suddenly turn against us. What a blow it will be to the enemy."
The Mechanical Sage opened an interface with curves and models drawn using data.
"Before this, we have gone through careful calculations and simulations, and the success rate has reached 98%. This is a groundbreaking technology for the Empire. If it can be perfected, war will undergo earth-shaking changes. Imagine that when the Empire's outpost fleet determines the enemy's space-time coordinates, it will be able to send a large number of troops there through the microcosm. What kind of concept is this for the Empire. This means that the Empire will have a stronger military deployment capability, and the speed of conquering the universe will be greatly increased."
"There is another more important use. As long as we install an anti-subspace force field in the microcosm to block the spying from the subspace, the gods will not be able to see where our army is, nor will they know that the army will be sent here. The fabric of fate that they boast about will have small uncertain black dots."
"It sounds really good." Guilliman was about to continue speaking when another voice sounded, telling him new news that the evolution of the orc warlord was complete.
Guilliman stood up.
The huge body cast a huge shadow on the strategy table.
"Improve this plan, fill in the details and flaws that I haven't noticed. I hope to see a complete plan sent to my personal database before I come back. Now, your Majesty has to leave for the time being."
Guilliman left these words and turned towards the door.
The Void Dragon lying on the bookshelf spread its wings, soared in the air, and then landed precisely on Guilliman's broad shoulders.
He was tired of being around those mortals.
Those shallow minds cannot comprehend that he has lived like this for billions of years.
Only when he was with Guilliman did he have something to say.
Several imperial guards and imperial guards were standing outside the door.
When Guilliman came out, they quickly followed, acting as the other side's guard of honor.
Take the elevator down to the designated floor, and then take the high-speed floating vehicle to where the WAAAAGH device is located.
Xilego and many Eldar prophets have arrived.
Sicarius, Valanor and several Chapter Masters also stood beside them.
When Guilliman arrived, they all bowed.
They were not able to straighten up until Guilliman signaled that they didn't need to be polite.
Guilliman stood on a dais overlooking the entire installation.
In the distance, a large number of servo skulls and thinker drones are shuttling back and forth among the huge mechanical equipment. Through the installed mechanical arms and scanners, they are checking and maintaining those devices to ensure that they can operate normally according to Guilliman's will.
The sound of mechanical gears turning, the hissing of hydraulic steam, and the electromagnetic sound of the force field device being released mixed together.
A heavy and huge mechanical arm reached down from the ceiling and removed the safety lock that protected the energy pool.
A stream of white steam gushed out from the energy pool, rolling and flowing like a surging fountain.
A moment later, the steam was sucked away by the hissing vents.
The steam dissipated, and the orc warlord, Ufo, who had sunk into the energy pool, appeared in front of everyone.
It has become larger and more powerful than when it entered.
Tall and majestic, like a terrifying ancient beast.
The ferocious white fangs were slightly curved, full of savage primitive power.
It is hard to imagine what kind of creature could survive the full force of that muscular force.
When he opened his eyes, those ruby-like eyes exuded terrible brutality and cunning cruelty.
The biological weapon of the Ancient Saints evolved perfectly in Guilliman's hands, filling in the last missing part.
The only thing that remained unchanged was that the space between those two legs, which were strong enough to crush a heavy tank easily, was still empty and smooth.
Several technicians standing on a suspended workbench, examining the data of the orc warlords, couldn't help but wonder how amazing it would be if the orcs didn't reproduce asexually.