Retreat?
Facing Orks, choose to retreat?
This is nonsense!
Those beasts will happily take over the land that the Imperial Army team retreated to, and after carrying out a rough and simple but extremely efficient reconstruction, they will go straight to other worlds with more troops.
Facing Orks, the only effective strategy is to resist them without mercy, then defeat them in a war of attrition, and finally use blazing flames to roast every inch of the land rooted in spores.
"Commissar, we are very surprised and admired for your understanding of Orks..." Inquisitor, standing in the shadow, said softly, and then he His tone suddenly changed, "But your remarks are the behavior of a coward. Did you get so confused by the relaxed pastoral life in your retirement days that you forgot the teachings of Schola Progenium?"
Facing the threat from Inquisitor, Yarrick remained calm, as if what he just said was not something to be ashamed of, but a practical and excellent tactic.
"We are not conducting a traditional retreat, but a Orks model retreat."
Now it was Astra Militarum's veteran generals who couldn't hold back their anger. These generals were cold, Loyalty, and ruthless. They could let millions of people attack an impossible position without any psychological burden. They could also go into battle with their guns in person at the most difficult time, showing Loyalty for the Emperor.
They were able to listen to the first half of Yarrick's words all thanks to Yarrick's outstanding record. Now Yarrick even made heretical remarks that Team Imperial Army learned from Orks about retreat. How could this not make them feel humiliated.
Seeing that there was going to be another quarrel in the command room, two highly respected Space Marines stopped the unnecessary quarrel in their own way.
Chi! Buzz!
The crackling sound and magnificent blue light of the master-level Seiko Power Sword started to calm down everyone. Inquisitor silently remembered this bold move Space Marines with a cold face, but did not continue to question Yarrick Commissar in a harsh tone.
The high temperature released by the activated rocket pack made the command room suddenly scorch. The occasional puff of tail flames also consumed a lot of air. The pungent burning smell had the effect of awakening people. The angry old general made a gurgling sound of dissatisfaction from his throat, and then reluctantly stretched out his hand to signal Yarrick to continue.
Kor'sarro Khan of White Scars took Power Sword back and said softly, pretending to be relaxed and surprised, "Ah? Why did it start suddenly? It seems that Machine Spirit doesn't like how noisy you are."
"That's right, Machine Spirit is displeased." Raven Guard Chapter Master Colvin, who was wearing black armor, said lightly, and then quietly disappeared into the shadows.
The great sage Adeptus Mechanicus did not speak immediately. He could tell that Kor'sarro and Colvin did it on purpose, but the question is why did they do this?
Yarrick How can He De get the secret support of two First Founding? Unless there are hints of other forces behind them.
High Lords of Terra? Or those mysterious Adeptus Custodes?
When a person has an unexpectedly large amount of information, his way of thinking will become more complicated. This Adeptus Mechanicus great sage is this kind of person. He knows that Terra has recently undergone dramatic political changes. Many old families have been shuffled and wiped out, and even Hive City deep underground has been excavated and re-explored.
Maybe? Maybe not?
The great sage is not sure, but if he gives Kor'sarro Khan and Colvin Chapter Master some face, he won't lose anything. He can even use this as an excuse to ask them to help recover some technology from a scrap ship.
The great sage thought everything through in just a few seconds. Almost as soon as Colvin Chapter Master had just sunk into the shadows and his words were still echoing in the command room, he had already spoken out Cog Salute and used a hymn to appease Machine Spirit to characterize the deterrence just now.
Machine Spirit is unhappy.
Inquisitor looked even more ugly. He stood aside with squinted eyes and looked at the great sage with a scrutinizing gaze.
Is the Great Sage afraid of him? It's obvious that he is not. His cold mechanical eyes glared at Inquisitor. If he did anything offensive, the Great Sage would have no choice but to store the supplies he had given them in the cargo hold for 500 years before sending them out.
The tense face of Serenity, Yarrick Commissar in the command room finally showed a hint of relief. He looked at Kor'sarro Khan with some gratitude and continued to explain his point of view.
He actually wanted to express his gratitude to Colvin Chapter Master, but he really didn't know where the elusive Raven Guard was, so he could only put it aside for the time being.
Yarrick's retreat plan was made clear. He was not asking the Imperial Army team in the entire sector to withdraw, but the main force.
He told everyone that warlord Ironhide, like all previous Orks warlords, the biggest purpose of fighting is to fight happily and have fun.
Today's war situation has indeed met Ironhide's needs. He is active on the front line and even lost half his life in the encirclement set up by Kor'sarro Khan, Colvin Chapter Master and Armageddon Steel Legion.
Even so, it did not make Orks feel the least bit intimidated. As soon as he woke up from the mad doctor's operating table, he became very passionate about poetry. He crushed the mad doctor's skull to pieces, then soaked the brains and blood to write and draw, and ordered the frightened nurse Gretchin to publish what he had just written.
Orks specially sent Kommandos to slap <Boss's Collected Works> as thick as a brick on the face of their guard.
"Orks only wants opponents, but if the opponents who can fight them happily don't fight them, what will happen to these Orkss?"
"They either chase after them relentlessly, or they smash everything within reach like a child having a tantrum." Kor'sarro Khan answered Yarrick's question.
"So how do you guarantee that Orks will not go crazy? Instead, follow you? Gambling with a 50% chance?"
"No, the probability of Orks keeping up with us is 1000%, because I will talk to them personally."
At the end of the meeting, the command room tentatively agreed with Yarrick's operational opinions.
Inquisitor called Yarrick. He stared at Yarrick's face, his tone still cold, "I hope you really know what you are doing. The life and death of hundreds of billions of people in the entire sector are tied to your plan."
"But you could have voted against it. As Inquisitor, you have that power."
Inquisitor did not directly answer Yarrick's question, but took a few steps closer and stared carefully at Yarrick Commissar's white hair and wrinkles under the big hat.
"You have lived too long, Yarrick Commissar. You should not have lived so long, nor should you have the power to compete head-on with the Orks warlord, even Kor'sarro Khan You couldn't block Ironhide's fierce attack head-on, but you blocked it, and this can only mean one thing, you were chosen by the Emperor. What I believe is not you, but the vision of the great Emperor emperor."