The meeting was still underway. What people were considering now was not how to deploy troops to save the planet, but how many troops they could send to locate the missing Grey Knights.
The Astra Militarum commanders said they could dispatch dozens of regiments to join the war for the planet, but if even the Grey Knights had struggled to escape, then it would only be a matter of time before their troops descended and were corrupted into traitors.
Thus, they could only rely on the Sisters and Space Marines to fight on the surface. The Imperial fleet could merely provide orbital fire support, using macro-cannons to eliminate any daemons that appeared.
Just as they decided to send the Space Wolves led by Kaiser Whitefang, along with warriors from other Space Marine Chapters, to form a special assault squad,
Krippman finally reconnected to the communications on Landes's world. This time, the same young man appeared.
The moment Kaiser Whitefang saw that familiar face, he could barely contain himself. A smile obvious to everyone spread across his face.
He sat in his chair, pulled out the mead at his waist, and began drinking. As for the plan being discussed at the meeting and the members selected for the squad, he could not care less.
Lin Fan spoke to the screen. "Ahem. Say, when are you sending someone down? The signal on this planet hasn't been great these past few days, and these Grey Knights eat way too much."
"Fiend! Are you setting a trap for me? Let me tell you, I have reinforcements now! An entire expeditionary fleet has gathered in this sector. We can wipe out your nest with ease!"
"Fuck, you stupid bastard, why can't you understand plain speech?!"
Krippman and Lin Fan launched into a heated exchange of