Chapter 376: When Something Goes Wrong, Blame the World More
In the current Imperium, no maintenance manual could account for the complexity of the accidents described, nor could any case study match the continuity of the intense crises experienced.
The rapid processing capability, the swift allocation of logistical resources, the precise cooperation of technicians from multiple educational backgrounds, the active coordination of the ship's command level, plus the ample resources on board—
The superposition of countless positive factors finally allowed ship after ship to escape the fate of destruction.
It was like being sandwiched between fragile tectonic plates, with endless deep ocean above and scorching magma below. With a shield tunneling machine in front of you, you not only had to advance on a bumpy road but also deal with the desperate situation of magma and high-pressure water jets impacting at any time, staying away from the fate of crashed comrades, to finally welcome the dawn.
The entire fleet had to follow it, or else they could only crash and die against the 'wall'.
Because they couldn't stop.
"..."
Ramesses fell silent.
He looked at these materials on the table, the dense data between the yellowed pages, the shocking damage reports, the scrawled maintenance records.
Every page seemed to be silently accusing something.
Thousands of words finally merged into one sentence.
Hehe, I must survive.
"What is the survival rate of the crew in this batch?"
Arthur spoke, asking the question Ramesses wanted to ask.
"Still in Malmö, being settled in batches."
Huron, who was studying the Alpha Legion elements with Azrael and found he couldn't figure it out at all, replied immediately: "We prepared bio-domes. Except for bridge personnel, the rest are quarantined and settled according to their respective motherships."
"Here is the casualty statistics table."
Fumbling on the conference table, Huron immediately found the document.
He was quite prepared in this regard.
"Reassign a batch of maintenance personnel to the Carcharodons and Lamenters. I want all the staff who participated in this wormhole navigation."
Leaving aside the experience they accumulated in this process, just for the stable wormhole navigation needed in the future, no one is more suitable than this group who experienced it personally.
Arthur thought for a moment and simply said: "Also, help me ask a group of command teams whose ships are difficult to repair if they are willing to accept recruitment. The Dawnbreakers also need them—Badab should have talent cultivation and reserves in this regard, right?"
"Of course, I will arrange it immediately."
Huron replied immediately, then called his adjutant.
Compared to the other four special zones, besides serving as a logistics and military center, Huron didn't forget to copy the Dawnstar Sector while organizing Astartes to check taxes and whip various planetary governors into shape.
Basically, he had everything he should have. Although limited by his own identity, the scale wasn't large, but Huron, who also started studying numerology after long-term communication with Librarians, still tried to make up thirteen.
Mm, the thirteen worlds of Badab.
Now the Dawnstar Sector wasn't worried about Huron rebelling. They also needed a relatively dictatorial decision-maker in the Maelstrom area, otherwise the Maelstrom might return to its previous half-dead state amidst various political wrangling.
"I am very sorry, my lord."
Beside him, Phoros couldn't help but feel a wave of sadness.
If they hadn't decided to travel with the merchant ships in the first place, they wouldn't have inflicted heavy damage on the joint fleet, damage they hadn't suffered even after cruel battles across dozens of star systems, when the war was already over.
"Not your fault."
Arthur shook his head, emphasizing: "This is a miracle, a rightful miracle."
Without the excellent technicians and ample supplies provided by the Dawnstar Sector, without the initiative of the Lamenters facing mortal forces, what would be floating in the Badab sub-sector now would not be a wormhole, but a warp rift opening to who knows where, or none of this would have happened.
But all this did happen.
The Slaugth empire that shouldn't have been destroyed was destroyed. The caravan that should have been destroyed survived under the protection of the Lamenters. Together they opened a wormhole that shouldn't have appeared, and survived by relying on the power bestowed by countless compatriots before and their accumulated experience.
So a miracle happened, rightfully so.
As for casualties...
If not for them, starting from 850.M41, the future Carcharodons would have been reduced to three hundred men under the invasion of Hive Fleet Leviathan, basically annihilated if not for the Ashen Claws' support.
Later, the main force of the Hive Fleet also chose to invade Baal directly, meeting with the winner of the Octarius War. The Slaugth even extended their tentacles to the Calixis Sector in the Obscurus Segmentum, secretly controlling a merchant league. How many Inquisitors fell into it? Coupled with the Chaos invasion and the opening of the Great Rift, the entire Imperium Nihilus was a mess.
The death of compatriots is sad, but these people who also suffered damage should not be blamed.
You think it would be fine if the Lamenters didn't come?
Wrong, a bigger one would come later, and you wouldn't be able to catch it.
Now that the conditions are met, problems should be solved after they are exposed, just like those crew members who carried the joint fleet from the Ghoul Stars to the Maelstrom.
"What does it have to do with you? You are the finest Blood Angels."
Ramesses patted Phoros on the shoulder.
"When something bad happens, blame the world more, don't feel like it's your fault."
Tyberos also agreed deeply.
As a Chapter active in the Ghoul Stars all year round, even they didn't discover such a Slaugth empire hiding under their noses, which even included a small number of Rangdan remnants. If they were really allowed to continue growing and developing beyond the Astronomican, who knows if they would grow into a major threat in the future.
So although there were some complaints about cooperating with the Lamenters, at least they also benefited a lot, solving hidden dangers for humanity. The sacrifice was not meaningless.
"Then can you entrust the re-exploration of the wormhole to us?"
Phoros couldn't help but ask again. Huron had served them with good food and drink, making him feel truly apologetic.
The current wormhole was gradually stabilizing after Ramesses put Karna's warp entity in. Using flames to clear the passage was very suitable.
Ramesses was planning a research project, and they would have to transfer a large number of scientific research teams later. Phoros felt they were suitable for the exploration work.
Mine clearance, after all. With the Primarch here, nothing would happen.
It could only be said that the arrival and patience of the Primarch gave Phoros an unprecedented sense of security.
"Ah, that's not necessary."
Ramesses waved his hand hurriedly.
It wasn't worth blowing up a hard-earned wormhole.
They could bear this risk.
The surrounding Dark Angels struggled to hold back their laughter. It was rare to see this guy make a fool of himself.
Arrogant at first, then respectful; thinking about it makes one laugh.
"Given the damage suffered by the Lamenters, I think priority should be given to replenishing the Lamenters' ships and troops. Before that, I suggest you accompany the fleet and travel with us to the Dawnstar Sector."
Arthur also made a rare joke.
Just as Phoros thought, under normal conditions, they could still suppress the bad luck.
"Understood."
Phoros lowered his head in disappointment, making everyone around him breathe a sigh of relief.
"Next is the arrangement for the Ashen Claws."
Arthur shook the document, then looked at the grey-blue Space Marine beside Tyberos who hadn't spoken much.
Chapter Master of the Ashen Claws—Nehat Nev.
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