Supreme Military Conference----
The conference hall was packed, with almost every member of the Dawn Army's senior command in attendance.
"Stand up!"
Everyone rose as several senior leaders entered the hall, then they all sat down.
Horus looked over the people in the hall. Almost everyone present belonged to the highest levels of command.
They were an extraordinarily mixed bunch: regular military officers, pirate captains, and several Ork Warbosses who were visibly suppressing their anger.
Oh, and of course, there was the group of spies Guilliman had planted among them. His brother apparently had never considered that his spies were so professional and capable that they stood out like sore thumbs in the Dawn Army's ramshackle operation.
But today was not the day for a purge of traitors.
"I'm sure you've all heard the rumors. I can confirm them here and now," Horus said.
"Yes, we are indeed preparing for a major military operation."
"This war will involve mobilization across all our territories. We will deploy every force at our disposal."
In an instant, Horus could see the Ork Warbosses' eyes light up. They clearly wanted to cheer, but forced themselves to observe the rules.
Although Orks disliked rules, that bald boss could beat them, so they had to put up with them. Otherwise, they would be chopped into pieces and thrown into the mushroom fields.
The spies from Terra, however, stiffened almost instinctively.
If the Thunderhawk intended to attack Ultramar, the Imperium simply could not spare enough troops to respond.
The holographic projection switched on, immediately drawing gasps from almost everyone present. Even the Orks' eyes widened.
On the display, a terrifying, gigantic Bio-ship lay across the void. Its immense body even obscured the nearby sun.
Countless hive ships gathered into "rivers" like swarms of ants, flying toward the