Chapter 1023: Bedbug Parliament

"The Orpheus sector doesn't lack supplies at all!"

"It takes a long time for the transport fleet to go back and forth. If other places on the front line are attacked and supplies are consumed quickly during this process... If all the supplies are sent to Orpheus, what will other places use them for!"

"Why don't you ask about this matter? I thought you were on Terra, taking care of every matter related to this war!"

Lion roared at Guilliman like a beast, and the adamantine desk in front of him was buzzing.

Guilliman gestured to indicate that Lion calmed down: "It's my fault. You know that the number of Ultramarines has increased several times after the reorganization of the Legion. I must return to Ultramar to deal with the affairs of the Legion. I will try my best to solve this problem."

Guilliman's promises have always been fulfilled, and Lion gradually calmed down.

The reason why he was angry was that the progress of the war was still in the stage of waiting for the opponent to make a move. If the Necrons had intelligence about this from humans, they would definitely choose to attack those war zones that would not wait until the next round of supply transport fleets arrived.

As Lion told Guilliman, if the Orpheus sector had not been attacked, other war zones would have experienced rapid consumption of supplies after the attack, and would likely have been in a state of insufficient supply.

The only way to make up for the loss is to immediately transfer the existing supplies in Orpheus to other war zones, but there is still a problem. If the Necrons do not know about the human transport fleet, they choose to launch a counterattack in Orpheus, and Orpheus, which has sent a large amount of supplies, will be in a critical situation again.

"If you need someone to handle the affairs of the Legion for you, Calgar, your heroes, and even your champion warriors called the Ever-Victorious Army, they can handle things for you, and you should stay in Terra and handle the things you should be responsible for!" Lion paced and accused.

"The size of the Ultramarines has expanded to 130,000 people." Guilliman said, "The affairs brought about by this are not as simple as setting up a few more companies in the Legion."

Lion, who was pacing, was stunned when he heard this.

Lion believes that even if the Ultramarines have the highest potential for military expansion, they cannot expand so fast. At most, they can only expand to tens of thousands of people. But now they have expanded to 130,000. This shows that in addition to recruiting a large number of suitable candidates for transformation, the Ultramarines have other ways to expand their army.

For example, Cawl, who is good at making Primaris.

Lion did not blame Guilliman for suddenly returning to Ultramar. He pondered for two seconds and said angrily: "Can't mortals do anything without your assistance? The counterattack of the dead has not yet begun. What's the point of them mobilizing the transport fleet to Orpheus?"

When it comes to the imperial agency that ordered the transport fleet to concentrate on Orpheus, Lion's words are not so sharp. He is more of a sense of powerlessness and regret.

In Lion's view, changing the route of the transport fleet is a classic rule-abiding behavior of those mortal agencies in the empire.

The active offensive in the Orpheus sector has lasted for more than two months. The human army and the dead army are fighting apocalyptic wars one after another. The navy and the navy can cause dozens of casualties to each other every day. According to previous practices, material supplies should indeed be concentrated in the Orpheus sector.

In the ten thousand years without the Primarch, the Empire has operated in this way. Scarce resources should be supplied to the most tragic places in the war.

But this is also the reason why the Empire is so heavy and clumsy. The Imperial institutions seriously lack the ability to adapt to changes.

"I will return to Terra now to solve this trouble and punish the relevant responsible persons." Guilliman said.

"Punishment?" Lion frowned, "What reason do you use?"

He felt that this was not Guilliman's style.

Logistics is like a stupid person doing a correct but stupid thing. To some extent, it is also a try. There is nothing else to do except lamenting that he used the wrong person and letting this stupid person go away.

"If you think this is a standard Imperial mistake, you are wrong, brother." Guilliman said and pressed the button on his communication device. The communication ended and the projection disappeared.

Lion suppressed his doubts and began to formulate orders, asking the Dark Angels fleet to intercept each transport fleet and send them to other war zones. Although this would waste time, it was still very fast compared to contacting the Imperial agency and asking them to send people to convey the order to change the route.

...

Guilliman turned off the communication and sat back on the throne on the command deck of the Macragge.

The attendant immediately came forward with a water cup. Guilliman took the water cup and angrily crushed the water cup into powder after the attendant left the command deck.

"Those bugs of the High Lord Council!"

As the Primarch's angry curse sounded, all the high-ranking officers of the legion on the command deck, including Calgar, lowered their heads and turned off their power backpacks, making the entire command deck quiet enough to hear the Primarch's heartbeat.

However, at this time, there were not only high-ranking officers of the legion on the deck, but also a Supreme Lord of the High Lord Council, Cawl.

In addition, there is another important person, that is the emperor's human will that possesses Vanessa.

Standing not far from the Primarch, one of the High Lords of the Council of Lords, the Grand Master of the Court of Assassins, who controls the sharp knife in the shadow of the Empire, heard the Primarch scolding the Council of Lords. He did not feel that he was also scolded. On the contrary, he felt that the Primarch's scolding was really good.

The Council of Lords is a group of stinky bugs in the gutter, except for me.

"Lian is still naive when it comes to things outside the battlefield, which is why I think he is not suitable to be a warmaster." The Emperor of Humanity spoke slowly, "After listening to what you said about that incident, he did not realize that the logistics and transportation problems were not caused by the stupidity of the Imperial institutions, but because someone deliberately did it."

"It's not his fault. When I first learned about this incident, I didn't think it was deliberately done by someone." Guilliman leaned tiredly on the throne, "They can think of a way to oppose me, but they oppose me so much that I can't find an excuse to punish them, just talking about logistics."

At this point, Guilliman's eyes flashed fiercely, and his eyes fell on the Grand Master of the Assassin Court: "If you hadn't told me that some of the Supreme Lords had met those skeletons, I would have thought that most of the Supreme Lords were pretending to obey, but there was no evidence to prove that they deserved punishment."

"This is what I should do, Regent." The Grand Master of the Assassin Court saluted and looked at Vanessa, who was possessed by the Emperor, "But I think the greatest credit and honor should belong to this lady."