Warhammer: I don't want to be a stinky can! ! !

Chapter 281. 273. The Ultimate Warrior Is Confused
[Theory and practice are the key to their self-strengthening, theory: fully implement theory and practice to exert its most complete power.Practice: Instill theory and practice at every level through instructions and practices. 】

[——Guilliman, "Towards the Integration of Theory and Practice", 111.54.xl]

Theory: They still need to watch; Practice: Ask your fellow Death Guard comrades.

Practical Supplement 1: The Death Guard generally dislikes talking.

Practical Supplement 2: The Commander of the Death Guard is quite enthusiastic and knowledgeable, willing to answer questions.

Theory Update: They need more efficient observations.Practice Update: Collect most of the Ultramarines' puzzles, summarize common problems, and actively send high-level fighters to ask the Death Guard Commander.

The staged victory of practice has proved the feasibility of practice, and they can repeat this action under the condition that the subjective and objective conditions remain unchanged.

Practice Supplement 3: Death Guards like silent battles. For their practice, some Death Guards shut them up in the channel, because they need to receive the command of the commander instead of listening to the questions of the Ultramarines.

Mortarion was grateful for his irascible broods, which made the Ultramarines calm down a bit.

Like their own inexhaustible blue cubs, the Ultramarines' problems are inexhaustible, yet always have a sliver of value in their existence that cannot be denied.

There was a buzz on the Ultramarines channel bands, and Mortarion thought with satisfaction that they finally realized how inappropriate their actions were.

However, the next moment, Guilliman's fast and solemn voice sounded on the channel shared by the Death Guard and the Ultramarines.

[Commander Hades, are you willing to answer some of our confusions in detail after this war?Ultramarines will thank you for your knowledge. 】

Before Hades could utter a single syllable, there was a loud sigh from Mortarion's breathing mask, and Mortarion took off his breathing mask, spat hard on the ground, and put it on again. Mask, took a few deep breaths.

[Guilliman, my brother,] he said gloomily, [what do you want to ask?I can answer your confusion now. 】

Obviously, most of Hades' attention is now on the battlefield. The explosion just now made Hades' vigilance full, so he literally understood the conversation between Mortarion and Guilliman, and did not speak.

On the other side, after discussing with Mortarion before, the Lord of Macragge chose to garrison the plaza, the largest temporary airport in the city, so that the ground troops could keep in touch with the air fleet.

Guilliman stared at the edge of the square. Type 3 obstacles were paired with Type 2 obstacles to artificially create a bunker. Vehicles within three blocks were dragged over and became part of the bunker, although in his calculations, Kiley Man didn't think the people here could launch a large-scale attack, but here were all psykers he was not familiar with, and Guilliman thought he needed to be fully prepared.

All situations must be faced, and failure to do so is treason.

The only mortals left alive are the historians and narrators Guilliman arranged for, though few of them remain.

Guilliman wanted them to leave in the Stormbird, but the current air force was the Death Guard, and the Death Guard rejected Guilliman's request and warned Guilliman not to put them back into the air fleet easily.

So Guilliman had to make these mortals tremble and cry in the Ultramarines' perimeter, but there was also a lad trying to touch the bodies of the dead Absidurs, and he was of course given a stern warning.

At the same time, Guilliman was thinking about what Mortarion had just said. He was thinking about what Mortarion was thinking at the moment. Mortarion's tone was not good. He was rejecting the Ultramarines. It is indeed the problem of Ultramarines.

Guilliman realized that the Death Guard was a very stubborn and borderline army. The action of the Ultramarines just now was obviously reckless. They should be more cautious, observe and test more carefully.

But it was a war, and Guilliman didn't want to see failure due to lack of information, so he acquiesced to the Ultramarines' questioning of the Death Guard, even though it might have turned some of the Death Guard against them.

Guilliman was silent for a moment, then picked a more relaxed tone,

[I have a lot to ask, my brother, Mortarion, maybe you can come to the Glory of Macragge after this?This campaign is also thanks to the early warning of the Death Guard, we do have mistakes. 】

Facts have proved that this kind of rhetoric works even when used on primarchs who mortals call demigods.

Even if Guilliman was dissatisfied with some of the Death Guard's actions, it was still within his bounds.

There was a faint sound of radio waves coming from Mortarion's channel, and Guilliman imagined his brother breathing heavily through a gas mask.

【.Yes, but don't ask now. 】

A dry phrase, and Mortarion simply cut off the channel.

The purpose has been achieved, and the current information is enough for them to deal with the current situation. Guilliman ordered that the Ultramarines stop asking their tired Death Guard.

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The death guards don't need to clean up this area very clean, they only need to clean up part of it and collect the ashes of the psykers, and leave the rest to torpedoes.

If it wasn't for the sudden explosion of the altar in the slums, the death guard's front line would not have advanced so far. As early as the third area, their footsteps could have stopped.

The area that has been licked by the flames has long been reduced to ruins. Except for the cracked and twisted stones, all the remaining combustibles have been turned into ashes. Some specialized fighters wandered around the ruins to collect them, like a wasteland A wild dog digging corpses.

The most densely populated and prosperous area on the entire planet Absidu is the capital. Other than that, there are small villages dotted in the wild.

There is no need to clean up, the extermination order will naturally solve all this.

It's time to retreat. On the square, the engine roared, and the legion soldiers began to retreat in an orderly manner.

Hades stood on the square, he listened to the information coming from the channel, and stared thoughtfully at the towering palace.

According to the death guards who went in, they also found a huge amount of explosives under the altar of the palace-according to calculations, these explosives were more than those that bombed Hades in the slums.

Hades was not sure if he would have survived if he had been summoned from the altar of the palace.

But he didn't want to think about the question Tzeentch gave him. A possible path had been denied, and he only needed to choose the path that still existed.

Footsteps came from behind Hades. He judged that it was Guilliman. Of course Hades knew what the Primarch wanted to say. He had rejected three Ultramarines in a row before, including Captain Gage.

Hades didn't turn his head,
"No, don't ask me again."

Hades said,

"Those mortal narrators must be put to death."

Then Hades turned around, as if taken aback, "Sorry, my lord, I didn't know it was you."

Guilliman waved his hand,
[We can monitor them, or cleanse their memory, but execute them directly?For these people who are loyal to their duties, this is too cruel. Before that, they were just people who wanted to witness a glorious ceremony. 】

"Master Guilliman, before this, our Legion Commander has warned you repeatedly."

Hades' tone was neither humble nor overbearing, but he was still expressionless. Would he also be expressionless when answering the questions of the Ultramarines?
Guilliman's voice was tinged with sullenness, and the Lord of Macragge began to try to press,
[If you inform the Ultramarines in advance, these losses are unnecessary. 】

"We've given you and your legion enough warning, but you still claim that the people here are fine, or that most of them are fine."

Facing the pressure of a Primarch, Hades was expressionless and unmoved. If it wasn't that his psychology was strong enough, it would be that he had faced the anger of a Primarch many times, so that these things It became commonplace with him.

Realizing this, Guilliman's voice softened,
[I still don't agree to execute them. They are all warriors who followed the Ultramarines to fight everywhere. You can tell us any other measures that can be carried out besides the death penalty, even if they are expensive. 】

Hades stared at Guilliman, his eyes sweeping unobtrusively across the shivering historians behind the Primarch.

In fact, except for the soulless, Kirkland and Kim, who followed Hades, all mortals who have faced the demon so far are dead.

They are all dead.

And Kirkland and Jin have also been under the surveillance of Hades for a long time. Until recently, Jin's surveillance talent has become Malcador.

It is true that in the distant 40k, many mortal troops will be the main force to fight against demons, and their strength and beliefs are obvious to all.

But not now, corruption is everywhere, and the best way to avoid corruption is ignorance, and they already know it, but they don't have the so-called shelter of faith——

Oh, Hades suddenly thought of a ridiculous idea, but he cut off the possibility in an instant.

First of all, Guilliman himself is extremely opposed to religious beliefs, Hades can't operate, and can't say anything to Guilliman to make them believe in religion; secondly, Guilliman will not allow these people to be handed over to the Death Guard, because The body firmly believes that the Death Guard will execute them immediately.

What's more, Hades himself is quite disgusted with this kind of behavior, and he still can't accept such absurd behavior of actively [missionary].

But this group of people cannot be let go. They are all sharp-tongued historians, and Tzeentch likes this kind of people. Facing possible sources of infection, destruction is the safest way.

Hades looked at Guilliman, and he remembered that in the plague, Guilliman built a hospital world to treat those who were injured after fighting the demons of Nurgle.

If it were Mortarion now, he would kill them humanely instead of trying to heal them.

Sure enough, the corruption mixed in with the wounded soldiers successfully dealt a heavy blow to the world.

Hades thought about it and spoke,
"I can check for them. I am a soulless person, and I am stronger than other soulless people. People who are tainted by psionic energy will be more sensitive than normal people. If they are tainted, then they will not be able to withstand my unbearable pain." contact domain."

Hades continued slowly,
".However, I can only check the momentary situation. Many times, the danger buried in the memory or details will not be revealed immediately. The safety of the present does not prove that their future will not be polluted by the past and become Queen Abster Such a monster."

"They are still dangerous, and I still suggest that you execute them."

Guilliman's eyes flashed, 【You may be able to teach us how to prevent and treat after this. 】

"A high degree of memory erasure, monitoring, prohibiting the dissemination of one's own thoughts"

Hades muttered quietly and quickly. He walked over and looked at the historians. They were huddled together, obviously frightened.

"Excuse me, do a check."

Guilliman stood behind Hades, his eyes wide open—

The people who were cursing and crying just now seemed to have fallen asleep the next moment.

【This】

Guilliman watched in disbelief at those sleeping,

"I'm very sorry."

Hades said slowly, as if in mourning,
"Obviously they are all polluted. Now that their psionic flames have been extinguished, their physical bodies will stop working soon."

Guilliman stared at Hades, he opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't ask what he wanted to ask.

【.I hope after this, you can explain it all to me. 】

These small commotions attracted others more than Hades, and Mortarion strode up, his respirator groaning,

"You will understand all this, my brother, but sometimes you need to let your compassion give way to the cruel truth."

　Yes, code
　　
　
(End of this chapter)