"Yes!"
"Huh?????"
Had he heard wrong?
A sneak attack on Chaos's home turf?
Those were the words of the Primarch?
To Calgar, there was no question of daring or not daring. So long as there was an order, never mind launching a sneak attack on Chaos's lair—even if they had to charge headlong at the Four Gods, he would not hesitate.
Among the entire Chapter, he did not know about the others, but Calgar was an absolute devotee of the Primarch. To him, the Primarch's orders outweighed everything.
A flicker of excitement rose within Calgar.
Attacking Chaos's home turf meant launching a counteroffensive against Chaos.
In the past, nearly all their methods of dealing with Chaos had involved waiting for Chaos to attack, then relying on their loyalty to carry out the most critical counterstrikes. Yet most of the time, they had been the ones taking the blows.
They had been holding in their fury for a long time.
But entering Chaos's world was simply too dangerous.
Not only was entering Chaos's world dangerous—even entering the Warp was dangerous. Some passing Warp-dwelling lifeform could toy with them a little, and that alone might lead to ships destroyed and lives lost.
So even if they wished to take revenge on the Warp, they still had no way to do so.
Their Gellar Field could ward off some of Chaos's intrusions.
But in truth, within the Warp—
The Imperium's Gellar Field was like putting a plastic bag over one's head and hoping no one could see them. The Imperium was still many technological levels behind other races when it came to safely traversing the Warp.
"Let's do it!" Calgar clenched his fist.
Who was afraid of whom?
It was only Chaos.
Across countless battlefields, Calgar had demonstrated the courage and martial prowess