Abathur, who had been monitoring Udal, was bored and began to think. "You think we haven't tried? There's no access—no wires or airwaves. But that's okay. Once we find the wires they're using, we can find a way to jam them with junk." Egg took out a piece of data and calmly informed Abathur - there was really no way now, he just couldn't find the interface. "That may not work. Based on my observation, they have now switched to a simpler but more reliable method - physical messaging - at least, that's what the lowest level communications seem to be." Already addicted to stealth, he had sneaked alone into the area still controlled by the Black Oil Man, intending to assassinate or destroy something. As a result, he saw a weird scene and subtly sent several pictures to the Queen of Glory. In these pictures, the running servitors carrying scrolls and the trucks full of things that clearly had a paper texture were clearly visible. "Huh? Are you sure you're the chosen one? Are these black oil guys so exaggerated? Are they just delivering some materials?" The corner of Liang Feifan's mouth twitched. He felt that this was too much no matter how he thought about it. "I just touched a car for a while, and it was full of commands. I guess they were scared because we silently destroyed the Balaton 1 space station and maintained the interference operation for so long - but it's a good thing. It means that their communication efficiency at this stage will be extremely low. When we attack, they will most likely have to fight on their own." The chosen one who posted some more evidence replied calmly. After seeing the new evidence, the Hammer guys immediately believed this outrageous information to the extent that... "Do we need to be so ruthless in our defense? Aren't they planning to persist in this way until we defeat them?"
Since he definitely didn't have any way to 'hack a bunch of stuff written on paper', Egg's expression began to twitch, and he felt that his brain couldn't keep up with the black oil man's thinking circuit. "God knows. After all, it's normal for a guy like the Black Oil Man, whose brain is burnt out, to do anything. Besides, our previous actions were indeed scary if you think about it from his perspective. Without us noticing, the person in charge of the largest space station above our heads was replaced. Hey, is it time for a meeting soon? "Yes, yes, there are still ten minutes left - this crazy information needs to be Tell the Empire no?" "Let's not talk about it for now. This is a bit counterintuitive. If the Black Oilers really use this 2B communication plan, it means that their resistance will be scattered and unstructured. It's a good thing anyway. There's no pressure to make temporary adjustments. The Empire trusts our intelligence very much. What if the Black Oilers still maintain some communication lines that we haven't discovered and we prepare for battle according to their plan that they can't communicate in real time? Wouldn't that be bad?" "Indeed—then I shall go first?" "Go ahead, go ahead. I'll follow you to move the chess pieces. By the way, God's Chosen, are you coming back for the meeting?" "No, I'll look around a bit more and see if there's any interesting information - maybe if I'm lucky, I can find the location of some secret weapons bases on this Forge World!" "Then... Try your best to find their Titan base - if there is one." The Political Commissar sister, who probably guessed that the Chosen One had become addicted to RPG, shook her head helplessly and assigned a task to the Chosen One. The Chosen One gave a thumbs up, indicating that he would take the task himself. "Just watch! If there is a Titan in this world, I promise to find out its location!" ————————————The dividing line of the black oil man bishop———————————————— "Teacher, I don't understand why you suddenly..." "Before the fall of the Balaton 1 space station, the high-altitude auspex array above us was invaded by garbage code. Data analysis shows that it sent us erroneous data for at least ten hours. However, if we don't know that it has been invaded, then the data will be analyzed as normal data. The Empire has received help from the aliens, but we know very little about their technology, so we can only use the most primitive plan to prevent it." After confirming the progress of the Titan transformation, the Black Oil Bishop returned to his throne and wrote various orders on a pile of papers with his additional arm like the wind, while explaining to his deputy why he issued a puzzling order four hours ago, requiring the main forge area of the Balaton world to stop using wired and wireless communications and completely disconnect the wired communication lines connecting to the Empire-controlled area after confirming that the Empire's troops could not be stopped. Undoubtedly, from a war perspective, this order is similar to turning off the hearing, vision and touch modules before dueling with others. However, the bishop has already calculated that he cannot afford to gamble with "certain consequences"! "Teacher, do you suspect that the Eldar...?" "Those aliens chose to stand with the false emperor, so they will have to bear equal disasters. After the battle is won, we will send the surviving ones to Udal's allies as trophies. I heard that their gods are particularly interested in the Aida aliens." "But mentor, if we only use the most primitive method to command our Skitarii, then according to calculations, they can only hold out for 103 hours at most before they collapse completely. At the shortest, they may only hold out for 71 hours before they lose the ability to fight as a whole. This is only considering the Imperial forces and the Aida alien forces known from the current intelligence. If other variables appear, then this shortest time will be even shorter." "They only need to hold on for fifty-five hours - because after that, the battle will no longer be a realm that ordinary beings can touch..."
The leader of the Balaton heresy paused for a moment and handed a stack of written orders to his deputy. "Pass these orders on." "Yes, mentor." 37. Battle against Balaton - Three Armies Assault Balaton was awakened this morning by the rumbling sound of artillery fire. Amid the angry roars of the commanders of the Imperial forces in their communicators, the artillery shells that continued to be poured into the enemy-controlled areas almost formed a sky curtain, causing the color of the sky to change slightly. The successive explosions and the shock waves generated by the explosions continued to stir the air, causing even the buildings several kilometers away to tremble wildly. The special incendiary agents flowing freely on the roads and buildings turned large areas into a sea of fire, burning and melting anything they touched. The peculiar whistling sound of supersonic flight belonging to the hunter-killer missiles sounded from time to time, like the funeral music of the god of death. This was a judgment from the Empire, an excommunication for traitors and heretics. Because the communication system was temporarily restricted, most of the traitors in the frontline areas had no idea that the Empire would launch a general attack less than twelve hours after they landed, and they were turned into ashes by the raging fire without making a sound. "Krieg, put on your bayonets, coordinate with the armored units, and advance the front." As the line of artillery fire gradually spread forward, the lich, who had arrived at the front line with the Krieg people as his descended body in the identity of the commander of the Krieg Death Troopers, rode on his warhorse and, in accordance with the agreed battle plan, issued orders to the Krieg troops in a deep voice through the communicator, and at the same time asked the chess piece serving as his deputy to blow the command whistle. The moment they heard the order and the whistle, the Krieg soldiers who were behind the bunkers or elsewhere shooting at the area covered by artillery fire immediately took out their bayonets, installed them on the muzzles with very standard movements, and quickly ran up. The main road, following the armored unit that had fully started its engine and was slowly advancing, ran without hesitation towards the frontline area that had just been baptized by artillery fire and was still emitting high temperatures and raging flames everywhere. Soon, the sound of gunfire, the sound of hand-to-hand combat, and the dying screams of some guys who probably didn't want to die were heard in the blasted ruins. "Clean up the battlefield and move on." About 20 minutes later, the ruins gradually quieted down, and Krieg's vehicles rumbled back to the main road. Realizing that this meant that the enemies in this area had been completely wiped out, the lich closed his eyes and forced himself not to think about whether the Krieg troops had been sacrificed in this small-scale battle. Like a true Krieg commander, he ordered the Empire's warriors to continue to press forward. After receiving the order, the Krieg people who came out of the ruins formed into street fighting formations in groups of three or two, and continued to advance with the vehicles. Except for the sound of the engine and footsteps, everything was silent as they marched. The performance of the Krieg troops led by the lich is just a microcosm of the Empire's counterattack this time. At the meeting not long ago, although they did not know that the black oilers had begun to communicate with each other in a primitive way, the only two real imperial leaders besides the hammer man unanimously determined after reading other intelligence that because the enemy did not interfere with the Empire's landing operations, the Empire has now successfully built the rear of the Balaton world in advance, and there is no worry about the rear for at least three months without considering the orbital bombing. The Aida aliens seem to have not found what they want, so they will at least not cause trouble for the Empire and there is even a small possibility of lending a hand. Therefore, in order to avoid more trouble, as long as the oilers dare to continue to guarantee unlimited supplies of ammunition and maintenance, it is the best strategic solution to advance the three-point advancement time by one day. "The opportunity is fleeting, so let's do this." There is no doubt that the Hammers, who all knew that they were not good at tactics and strategy, passed this suggestion without any obstacles and quickly acted according to the plan. In the division of labor between the chess pieces and the imperial forces, the counterattack of the Dark Mechanicus, which stopped using high-tech communication means, could only be described as scattered. The speed of the imperial front's advancement was not even described as overwhelming. In fact, at noon that day, two large divisions returned to the embrace of the empire. The lord of Cadia was even more optimistic. At this speed, at most half a month, their three troops would be able to meet in the central area! By then, it would be a foregone conclusion that the Balaton World would return to the hands of the empire! but…… In the midst of a good battle, the Hammer guys keenly sensed that something was wrong. "No way, are these guys really giving up resistance and waiting to die?" The political commissar sister was commanding the Iron Hand Regiment, which was advancing jointly with Krieg, to go to the front to clear out the enemy's remaining heavy firepower, while at the same time letting his 51st Regiment and Gu's U Regiment, which were also chess pieces, play a real coalition - although his points were jumping very happily now, but as a hammer guy who had a God's perspective in some sense, he just felt that it was wrong for the black oil guy to use too much force to destroy the instant communication array, and then be beaten in the face and still not resume command. "Impossible. The brains of the Black Oil Guys have entered the subspace. Even if they follow N Dad, they can't just sit there and wait for death. They let their subordinates be wiped out in an organized manner and let the area be easily occupied by us. There must be something fishy going on." Liang Feifan denied what the political commissar said. He was also opening two games now. His Imperial Fist chess piece was cooperating with the three armored regiments of Cadia to advance like a group of iron warriors, constantly stripping away and flattening the enemy's defense lines that had not been blown up. His bean sprout chess piece was wandering in the areas that had not been affected, doing some work, assassinating, and gathering intelligence to reduce the difficulty of the Empire's attack. "Liang Feifan, have you discovered anything about your bean sprouts? For example, abnormal subspace fluctuations?" The second space station is being cleaned up in orbit, causing this space station to also begin to perform the silent question of disappearance. "No, I just want to find this thing - the First Space Station is working on the Demon Engine, so it makes no sense that they don't have this technology on the surface of the world. The problem is that I haven't found any traces so far - are they really only doing subspace experiments in space?" Liang Feifan shrugged, indicating that he had already been working on this, but had gained nothing so far. "This is weird. A big reason why the black oil guys are black oil guys is that they want to make a bunch of subspace stuff that normal oil guys don't consider as a technical direction. How come they are not available on the planet yet?"
Just when a bunch of Hammer guys were brainstorming, thinking hard, and at the same time searching the intelligence at hand to determine if there were any strange details that they had overlooked, the Chosen One suddenly connected to the communication and interrupted the Hammer guys' discussion. "Everyone, bad news. I followed several large pipelines with abnormal energy and found a hidden giant workshop. I discovered that there are really big guys in this forging world." "Forehead?" "what?" "What the hell, there really is a Titan?" "Yes, I have witnessed the existence of three Titans, two Dog Titans and one Predator, and... you will know when you see it." along with As the God's Chosen finished speaking, the Queen of Glory's screen showed what he had witnessed. In the huge red workshop, standing in the center, three God's machines with abnormal structures all over their bodies were "emitting" a terrifying light that captivated people's hearts under the impact of the power of the subspace. Around them and on their bodies, black oil men were crawling up and down like ants, "adding" one "thing" after another to these terrifying things. "This, this, this?" "What the hell? These black oil guys directly transformed the Titan into a demon engine? How cruel!" "God's Chosen, tell me the location. Let's see where this workshop is. This location? It's not in the center of the main casting and forging area?" "Coordinates, coordinates. Hurry up and take a look at the coordinates of this place on the big map - damn! According to these coordinates, if these divine machines come out from underground, Ditaiquan and Kadia will run into trouble! Liang Feifan! Tell the castle lord not to push too fast! There will be trouble!" "Hmm - but if we don't push, there's no way to deal with these three Titans, right? If the Black Oiler is deployed in this city, the ordinary troops will probably die collectively from unknown AoE - God's Chosen, can you determine how long it will take for these Titans to be ready? If it takes long enough, we can just switch our focus and concentrate our forces to destroy them first!" "Let me try...it really works. The countdown is thirty-eight hours. I think I can't stop them from attacking." "I'll ask Big E if he can urgently send me the Ghost Titan that he has not finished painting yet, so that we can have a Titan-level unit." Knowing that they would have to face three demon-engined machines in this wave, the Hammer guys began to brainstorm frantically. Soon, Gu from the U group thought of a toy he had bought for collection and placed with Big E before he was "cajoled" here by Big E and asked him to help with OEM. Although it was a bean sprout toy, it didn't feel out of place to show up because it had Liang Feifan's bean sprout as a cover. "...If we can, we can only deal with one dog Thai. There are still one dog and one plunder left. Just imagine how to deal with it. By the way, Sister Zhengwu, is your Shadow Sword still in the mining world and hasn't come over yet?" "We don't have enough capacity. The ones chosen by God and mine are all left there and not coming over yet. Liang Feifan, what do you think?" "I have an idea. If it works, we can take away another Gotai, and it will also make it more justifiable for Gu to bring out the Ghost Titan. The last one is the Predator. This model of thing is a bit difficult to break through instantly..." Liang Feifan went over the units that Hammer currently controlled in his mind, and finally, he sighed helplessly. "If we can't find any other solution, we can only use chess pieces to kill it - that is, if we really do this, I hope those brothers in the Empire can listen to our advice and not follow us..." 38. War against Balaton - Eldar's Advice "Three desecrated Titan machines?" At the emergency meeting, when Lord Maltiusburg received the bad news from the Chosen One that the traitors of this Forge World were desecrating the three Titans and were about to send them into battle, he easily felt the psychological change called "dive". And Gary frowned, quickly calculating in his mind whether the imperial forces now on Balaton could pose a threat to the three Titans. however…… "No, with the current strength of the Empire on Baradon and the All-Father watching, we can only shut down one Warhound Titan. If we can land all the war machines still on Sosekhi, we will have a chance to destroy a Warhound Titan, but we don't have the capacity or time to do so..." After thinking for nearly three minutes, Gali came to a very bad conclusion. At this moment, Lord Mardiusburg also came to a similar or even more pessimistic conclusion - if no miracle happened, it would be difficult for the Balaton Empire's troops to stop one war dog. Two war dogs plus one plunderer would exceed their processing limit anyway! "If we improve the city defense systems in the areas we control and adjust their firing ranges, we should have a chance."
Seeing that Lord Mardiusburg and Galilean Wolf did not put forward any meaningful suggestions, Liang Feifan immediately controlled his captain of the Imperial Fist Company and made a suggestion. "The time required to rebuild them is measured in quarters, and we don't have that much time." The Iron Father controlled by the Political Commissar Sister immediately refuted - at the same time, agreeing with the words of the Political Commissar Sister's Iron Father, the Oil Man Bishop controlled by the egg also output a row of data. These data showed that in theory, it is feasible to use the city defense system to deal with the divine machine, but the transformation time conservatively requires four months, which the Empire cannot have. "Then..." Thanks to the words of the two captains of the founding group and a bishop who was an oil man, the temporary meeting was smoothly deadlocked. After estimating that the time was about right, Gu used his descended body to open his mouth, and the elegant and rhythmic voice of the Aida elves was transmitted into the meeting room. "Why don't you follow my clan's advice?" "Ada? What brings you here?" Seeing the Eldar prophet walking into the conference room leisurely from the door, who was only meeting him for the second time, the Galil Wolf, who knew that these aliens would come to him for no reason, frowned slightly. However, due to the fact that these Eldar had really been in the Empire's counterattack for some time, Because he performed so well, Gary was a little reserved. "Liang, I hope you can consider the efficiency of information exchange and try to express your ideas in words that we can understand." Gu recalled the script and quickly spoke the lines he was responsible for. "...Well, now, I can tell you one of the reasons why we cooperate with you regardless of the cost. In this galaxy, there is a road that is connected to the fate of our Ark." "?" A question mark appeared on the Space Wolf brother's face. "You mean, there is a webway exit in this world?" Gu immediately took over the translation. "Yes, and there is an exit, right here on this planet. In addition, there is also a portal to the webway on the planet you call Sossiki." "!!!" "So, one of our demands is to completely lock and close these webway gates to prevent the future disaster from coming. If you cannot regain control of the planet under your feet, the prophecy will surely come true." "Hmm...So what price is your clan willing to pay to stop the prophecy? For example, the bloodshed of your people?" Gu followed the script and struck the snake while the stick was still in play, while the Elven prophet controlled by Liang Feifan also paused "slightly" and his tone became a little stiff. "The blood of my race..." "Think about the prophecy, Liang. If we can't bring this world back to the Empire's embrace, how much blood will your Ark shed? A little blood, or a lot of blood, which path will you choose? Although I don't know all your twists and turns, I know that change must have a price." "...We will try to open the webway gate here and send some of our large war weapons to assist you in the battle. At the same time, if you wish, we can also use the webway to send your large war machines from the world where we first met - of course, we cannot guarantee that they can arrive safely." After seeming to "hesitate" for a while, the Eldar prophet controlled by Liang Feifan gave an answer with "gritted teeth". This answer made Gu's expression relax and he nodded slightly. "That's great." ————————Liang Feifan’s Bean Sprout Prophet is retreating———————— "Although I don't know what kind of large combat units these aliens will send to cooperate with us in the battle, I believe they will not fool us. If this world really has a webway and it is closely related to the fate of their world, then they cannot afford the cost of failure."
When Liang Feifan's bean sprouts disappeared in the conference room, Gu immediately returned to his seat and narrated his conversation with the alien - naturally, Gu's words earned him conflicted looks from Lord Maldiusburg and Galilean Wolf. "We really have to... I mean, the Aida aliens have invested so much, are they really not plotting something behind the scenes? Although they haven't done anything so far, trusting the aliens in big things is a very bad decision." "The three desecrated divine machines have exceeded our processing limit. If we don't want this operation to become an operation that alerts the enemy, then, according to calculations, we have no choice." The political commissar sister controlled her iron father's chess piece, took over the conversation, and expressed her opinion without any doubt. "On one side are the heretics who will inevitably bring destruction, and on the other side are the aliens who may be risky. At this stage, I choose to continue to cooperate with them." After letting his bean sprout chess piece sneak into the hidden area, Liang Feifan, who had given up remote control of it, also spoke with his Imperial Fist chess piece. Faced with the unanimous decision of the two Dalian captains, neither Gali nor Lord Maltiusburg refuted it. Seeing that the two real imperial men were convinced, the hammer men collectively breathed a sigh of relief. "Then, let's figure out how to use our allies' 'gifts' to better allow these polluted divine machines to return to rest?"