I summoned the Fourth Scourge in Warhammer

Chapter 191 is just telling the truth.
The light from the holographic star map flowed silently in the tactical room, casting a cold blue hue on everyone's faces.

Calgar's voice rang out in the tactics room: "To resist the Tyrannosaurus threat and drive out these cannibalistic bastards who covet my father, we first need a clear target—which world are these aliens most likely to invade first?"

Upon hearing this question, a thoughtful glint flashed in Judge Kripman's eyes, the logic engine of the mechanical sage Wick began to operate at high speed, and the representatives of the Astronautical Army subconsciously looked towards the most heavily fortified military strongholds on the star map.

However, Nguyen Van Bo, who had the advantage of knowing the plot in advance, gave the answer without hesitation: "Plantim!"

His voice was clear and firm, like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, instantly drawing everyone's attention back to him. A brief silence fell over the entire tactics room, broken only by the low hum of the holographic projector.

Calga's gaze also locked onto Ruan Wenbo: "Why Prantim?"

“It’s very simple. Plantim is an important agricultural planet, with abundant agricultural products under the rule of the Ultramarines. In the eyes of the Tyranids who crave biomass, this is an absolute piece of meat.” Ruan Wenbo’s thinking was crystal clear. “Moreover, this planet is also the choke point to Macragge. The Tyranids are not mindless insects; they possess extremely high strategic intelligence and will certainly realize this.”

In his mind, that disgraceful scene resurfaced. Plantim was the site of the first large-scale battle between the Imperium of Man and the Tyranids in the original story. But that war did not bring a glorious victory; on the contrary, the Ultramarines' preparations were completely inadequate to cope with the Tyranids' devastating offensive. In the end, both on the ground and in space, they suffered a crushing defeat. The Chapter was even forced to humiliatingly evacuate its surviving Space Marines, surrendering Plantim and its auxiliary forces along with hundreds of millions of civilians, leaving the gates of the five hundred worlds of Alteramar wide open, allowing the Tyranids' claws to pierce the heart of Macragge.

“But there are quite a few similar planets in the Altrama region,” Judge Kriptman questioned. “Why are you so sure it’s Plantim?”

"It must be Plantim," Ruan Wenbo insisted. Although the arrival of the players had brought some changes to this world, the impact on the Tyranids was negligible, since they were previously outside the galaxy and had nowhere to exert influence.

Besides the Ultramarines, only the Tau Empire and the Infinity Knights, Tarazin, are capable of organizing a large-scale military force in the Eastern Starfield. However, Ruan Wenbo does not believe that the Tau Empire is capable of turning the Tyranid Hive Fleet around, and that old relic Tarazin is even less likely to get involved in this matter.

"After taking Prantim, the Tyranids may send some small branch fleets to invade other planets, but their main force will definitely head straight for Macragge."

Ruan Wenbo's words didn't sound like a well-reasoned tactical analysis; rather, they sounded more like a prophecy from a charlatan of the state religion. Although his tone was extremely firm, everyone present, except for the sage Wick whose attitude remained ambiguous, harbored obvious doubts.

Ignoring their gazes, Nguyen Van Bo continued, "I suggest we immediately gather the majority of our forces to evacuate the non-combat personnel from Plantim and carry out a complete fortification of the planet. May I ask, how are the naval forces prepared?"

The admiral, who had been silent all along, finally spoke, his voice filled with the pride unique to the Imperial Navy: "Very good. With the Glory Queen-class battleship 'Magna Macragge' at its core, in addition to our navy's battleships and cruisers, there are also a large number of temporarily requisitioned and modified armed merchant ships. At that time, relying on the protection of planetary defense platforms and the asteroid belt, I believe that, in terms of both quality and quantity, our fleet will not be inferior to this newly emerged alien."

“Not enough,” Ruan Wenbo interrupted him without hesitation.

"What?" The admiral's brows furrowed immediately.

“I’m not saying enough,” Ruan Wenbo repeated, his tone resolute. “Armed merchant ships are practically useless in combat. Their hastily modified designs are inadequate in terms of armor, firepower, and mobility, making them completely incapable of handling space warfare against the Tyranids. The Tyranids don’t even need their bioplasma and acid; simply releasing enough disruptive spores at the fleet will instantly disable these merchant ships’ sensors and communication systems. Sending them to the battlefield isn’t fighting; it’s feeding the Tyranids canned food.”

"Excuse my bluntness!" The admiral's anger finally erupted. He already disliked this guy who suddenly appeared and started giving orders, and now that the other party had directly rejected the Imperial Navy's tactical deployment, he felt greatly insulted. "Governor Nguyen Van Bo, it seems you have never commanded a single interstellar naval battle, have you? What makes you so groundless as to question whether the Imperial Navy is weaker than those inferior aliens in terms of military strength!"

“I’m not questioning anyone, I’m just stating the truth,” Nguyen Van Bo responded calmly.

"Then go ahead and tell your 'truth'!" The admiral slammed his hand on the table and stood up angrily. He turned to Calga, bowed slightly, and said, "I'm sorry, Lord Calga, but I cannot endure the humiliation of staying here any longer. Please give me your instructions after the meeting; I will obey them no matter what." With that, he strode out of the tactics room without looking back, the heavy metal door slamming shut behind him with a loud bang that made the air vibrate.

The atmosphere in the tactical room became somewhat awkward after the admiral stormed off. The cold metal walls seemed to have absorbed all the warmth, leaving only the holographic star map emitting a faint, chilling light.

Calgar spoke first, his voice steady as a mountain, easily breaking the deadlock: "I apologize to you on his behalf, Governor Nguyen Van Bo. General Dean is just a straightforward person, please don't mind him."

“It’s alright. My arguments simply lack sufficient data to support them, and I haven’t yet established enough credibility myself. I understand him,” Ruan Wenbo sighed, displaying unusual leniency. He knew very well that, at any time, a “prediction” without proven track record and qualifications was indeed difficult to convince people. But he had to persist.

“But I still stand by my point of view,” he said, turning his gaze back to the gray star field, “If the Ultramarines are unable to spare enough resources to fully defend Plantim, please allow us to deploy the Legion of the Dead on a large scale to Plantim.”

“That’s certainly possible,” Calgar agreed without hesitation. “The Ultramarines would never withhold supplies from their allies. In addition, I will send Space Marines from the Second Company to defend with you, including Sergeant Sicarius. I believe he will play a good coordinating role.”

"If that's the case, then that would be wonderful!" A hint of surprise flashed in Ruan Wenbo's eyes.

Most people might think that a mere hundred Space Marines in a company would be utterly ineffective against the overwhelming Tyranid invasion. But Ruan Wenbo, who knew the inside story, was well aware that the Second Company of the Ultramarines was a place where extraordinary individuals emerged. Legendary feats, such as several Astartes charging in with bomb guns and chainswords to take down a Hive Tyrant, were not uncommon among them.

“Oh, right,” Calgar seemed to suddenly remember something, his massive body leaning forward slightly, “I remember a squadron came with all their Space Marines to provide support, and they happened to be resting in a nearby star system. I think they would be happy to stay with us in Plantim.”

The clerk, who had been silent until now, immediately interjected: "It's the Starclaw Chapter, sir. A full thousand Space Marines, including their Chapter Master Lugert Huron himself, have arrived at the designated assembly point."

"Who?"

阮文博错愕地出声。鲁格特·休伦？巴达布暴君？他的叛变不是发生在730.M41到740.M41之间的巴达布战争吗？现在都已经是第一次泰伦战争，745.M41了，这家伙怎么还活得好好的，而且还带着至少自己五分之一的家底跑来支援母团？
However, Nguyen Van Bo quickly realized what was happening.

There must be some players causing trouble! Someone actually came up with a plan and successfully executed it, saving Huron and his Starclaw? This is no small matter.

“Ruget Huron,” Calgar repeated the name, a hint of wistfulness in his voice, “the ruler of Badab. I’ve heard of him; he’s an excellent warrior and leader. The fact that he brought his entire chapter here shows how deep his affection for the Mother Chapter is.”

At the same time, Calga also keenly noticed Nguyen Van Bo's loss of composure: "But judging from Governor Nguyen Van Bo's reaction just now, you seem to know him?"

"It's just that I know him personally, how could he possibly know me?" Ruan Wenbo quickly waved his hand, composing himself. "I've certainly heard of the famous conqueror of the Great Vortex, the tyrant of Badab.

"You legion of the dead," Calga said, a hint of sarcasm in his voice, "you're not going to ask him for an autograph either, are you?"

“If there’s an opportunity, why not?” Ruan Wenbo did not deny this.

(End of this chapter)