Chapter Master Shi Dong stepped forward, his right fist heavily knocking against his chest plate, emitting a dull metallic echo: "Understood, Planetary Governor!"
His gaze, sharp as lightning, swept over Sigismund and Ventanus: "The framework is clear, the essence is set! You two will coordinate the command. Remember, veterans are guides, pillars, not nannies! New recruits must never be relegated to spectators!
Let them learn to listen to commands, perceive the battlefield, and feel the pulse of coordination in real combat, executing tactics precisely amidst chaos!"
He turned to Ahriman, his tone decisive: "Librarian Ahriman, your psychic early warning network is crucial to success! Ensure timely and effective support, transforming psychic threats into forging nourishment! No interference with the core objective is allowed!"
Alex's gaze returned to the crimson "Broken Tooth Star System" on the star map. A moment of silence enveloped the command center, with only data streams silently flowing.
He finally nodded gently, tapping the star map control console once, emitting a crisp and decisive confirmation sound.
"Objective: Remaining Ork forces in the Broken Tooth Star System. Core: Forging the Soul of Coordination. Operation Authorization: Chapter Master Shi Dong has full command, Captains Sigismund and Ventanus are responsible for frontline tactical implementation and coordination training, Librarian Ahriman ensures psychic safety. Ms. Hathor and I will monitor the progress." He surveyed everyone, his gaze deep as an abyss, "Let the flames of the Ash Knights prove in that star system that we not only possess power but also know how to condense it into a legionary spear that tears through darkness."
Hathor nodded slightly, her gaze then piercing like a blade towards the unsettling, purplish-black vortex on the star map that seemed to absorb light—Planet 'Dirge' VII.
"Phase Two, 'Dirge' VII." Her voice took on a cold, metallic quality, like a Power Sword being drawn, "The Inquisition has designated it a 'Fallen World,' confirming the existence of a Warp rift anchor point or a secondary Daemon World projection zone.
It is occupied by the Khorne Chaos Warband, the 'Skull Reapers'."
She surveyed the Ash Knights high command present: "The Fifth Company and elite veterans, your 'ultimate test' is here.
Key points: maintaining coordinated communication under severe psychic interference, rapid decision-making in a fog of intelligence, resisting Chaos's corruption of spirit and coordination bonds, and mastering multi-arm synthetic cluster operations under extreme pressure.
The time has come to test whether you can regain Legion-level resilience and adaptability."
"That place itself is a Chaos beast!" Ventanus immediately pulled up the planetary geological scan of 'Dirge' VII, where purplish-black corrupted areas gnawed at the map like festering wounds.
His pace quickened, his finger tracing between the corrupted and relatively clean areas: "Psychic pollution will distort senses and tear communication chains. Stable orbital control and forward bases are the lifeblood of coordination! Ground operations must be a clenched iron fist of synthetic tactical clusters!
Our core exercise is to maintain internal and external coordination within the cluster in the quagmire of Chaos, real-time intelligence sharing and tactical adjustments, and coordinated removal of high-value purification nodes!
Forge the troops so that even under Chaos corruption, they can operate in coordination like precise war machines!"
Ahriman's voice was even deeper, carrying the gravity of one who has glimpsed the abyss: "The level of corruption here demands strategic intervention from the Librarium. Large-scale psychic suppression rituals must be performed before landing to open up a relatively stable operational space for the troops.
Accompanying Librarians will monitor the mental state connections of the troops throughout, focusing on guiding how to maintain the will to coordinate under Chaos psychic interference."
His gaze locked onto the crimson light point representing the enemy's command core: "Identifying and suppressing enemy Chaos Sorcerers or Dark Apostles is the highest priority—this itself is a core exercise against Chaos's disruptive tactics.
At the same time, this is also a severe test of the Librarius's own large-scale coordinated spellcasting ability."
Sigismund let out a low, battle-filled grunt, his Power Gauntlet clenching, emitting a faint hum from the servo joints: "Destroying the 'Skull Reapers' command nodes is the anvil for testing the efficiency of veteran coordinated assaults!
I will personally lead a First Company Terminator squad, supported by our Librarian brothers, to execute a precise strike!"
His eyes burned with the fires of war, "The focus of this operation is to practice rapid coordination, information fusion, and decisive strikes by elite units and Librarian support forces in a highly chaotic and counter-active environment! Smash their skull thrones with Power Fists! Cut off their blasphemous rituals with Chainsword!"
Half a step behind Hathor, the new adjutant Loken stood like a silent shadow.
His brand-new Power Armor gleamed coldly, and the two points of dim light from his helmet's oculars, like the most precise sensor arrays, silently scanned every detail of the meeting's progress.
When Ventanus emphasized the difficulty of environmental coordination, Ahriman expounded on the fragility of mental connections, and Sigismund planned the key points of assault coordination, Loken's helmet would turn its angle ever so slightly.
His silence itself was the most rigorous stress test for Hathor's decision-making system.
Hathor's gaze, like the searchlight beam of a battleship's main cannon, finally focused on Alex: "The Planetary Governor has provided us with crucial theater-level strategic intelligence support through the Inquisition's channels and ensured the highest priority for the logistical supply chain. This operation must succeed, no failure is permitted!"
Alex interjected, his voice carrying the authority of a Planetary Governor and an unquestionable foresight: "The 'Legion Forging Plan' is fully implemented, and Ms. Hathor holds supreme command throughout."
His gaze swept over each Commander, pausing briefly on Loken's silent faceplate: "All of you, remember, the essence of 'forging' is to exchange necessary investment for a structural leap in overall combat power!
Every deployment, every coordinated exercise, is to ensure that the Ash Knights truly possess Legion-level strength to stand alone and turn the tide against future cataclysms! For the Emperor!"
Chapter Master Shi Dong's right fist once again heavily struck his chest plate, emitting a dull metallic clang like thunder: "For the Emperor! For the Ash Knights! All Chapter members, execute the 'Forging Plan'! New blood will forge the cornerstone of coordination! Veterans will reforge their blades in the flames of evil demons!"
"Very good." Hathor's voice became the final executive order, her finger tracing two clear assault routes on the holographic star map: "Strategic deployment confirmed: Third and Fourth New Recruit Companies, assigned to the First Company Tactical Guidance Group and Librarian Support Detachment, will execute the coordinated forging mission in the Broken Tooth Star System, codenamed—'Anvil'!
The Fifth Company, First Company Terminator Assault Squad, and the main Librarius Task Force will execute the veteran forging mission on Planet 'Dirge' VII, codenamed—'Furnace'! I will personally be present in the 'Furnace' war zone, with Adjutant Loken accompanying me, responsible for war zone coordination efficacy assessment and information integration!"
She surveyed everyone one last time, her gaze sharp as the Emperor's Sword of Judgment, that decisiveness stemming from the Wolf Priest making the air itself congeal: "Execute according to the established strategic framework! Core requirement: All actions must serve the core objective of 'forging'—to temper Legion-level coordinated combat capability!
Maintain smooth information flow, and evaluate coordination efficacy in real-time! Let the Emperor witness how the Ash Knights reforge their former Legion soul in the fires of war!"
"For the Emperor!" The low roars of the Chapter high command converged into a chilling torrent, surging and swirling within the command center, permeated with promethium, ozone, data hums, and iron-blooded resolve.
On the star map, the crimson and purplish-black points of light, like two malevolent evil eyes, stared fixedly at the force about to undergo forging.
The forging had already begun.
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