I Really Want to Join Lord Lin En

Behind the Blood Angels' Baal defensive line.

On the planet Asphodex, Cryptus.

When Dante heard that Lin En had led three Successor Chapters into battle with the main body of the Hive Fleet, he was horrified and immediately prepared to send support.

What the f**k?!

Lord Lin En's fleet of three Chapters had just engaged the main Tyranid force like that?!

The messenger reported anxiously, "An unmanned outpost on Vitellia's perimeter sent the news back. The Tyranids' psychic shadow was too powerful and interfered with the signal. We only received a very brief transmission, but it has been confirmed that Lord Lin En's fleet has deployed to meet the enemy!"

"Arrange reinforcements immediately!"

Dante slammed his palm down on the edge of the table before him, pressing a deep handprint into the metal surface.

"Immediately notify all Successor Chapters in the Vitellia direction! Leave half their strength behind for defense. All other available ships are to launch and assemble toward Vitellia! The Lamenters, Flesh Tearers, and Blood Knights are already engaged! We cannot let them hold off the entire Hive Fleet alone!"

Three Chapters were facing the bulk of the Hive Fleet, and all three were understrength, nowhere near full complement.

The main body of a Hive Fleet was not some minor skirmish. The Behemoth Tyranids, one of the Hive Fleet's main tendrils, had nearly destroyed Macragge.

Could you imagine the scale of Tyranids at that level? The Ultramarines had hundreds of thousands of men.

And now, the three Chapters Lin En commanded—the Lamenters, Flesh Tearers, and Blood Knights—would only have three thousand men even at full strength. Yet all three were currently understrength, with fewer than two thousand men combined.

Two thousand men fighting in a war against tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands was no different