Traveling through time, I'm making pancakes in Warhammer

Chapter 316 Supplement

The Crimson Sword is too old. Before its functions are fully restored, it cannot get too close to Karenya's gravitational field, otherwise there is a risk of crashing. Therefore, the firepower support it can provide has dropped by another 20%.

Therefore, the Crimson Sword cannot directly attack the cooling tower. Above the cooling tower, there is not only the interference of orcs' psychic energy, but also the shield generators once used by humans that are controlled by orcs.

The Crimson Sword, without a macrocannon, cannot penetrate this shield.

Moreover, even if the Crimson Sword was equipped with a macro cannon, no one present would agree to do so, because a single shot from the macro cannon would not only destroy the cooling tower and the orcs inside, but it might also destroy the energy source.

"I have a question," Howard continued. "This signal only indicates the location of the container containing the energy source. What if the orcs take the energy source out? How can we find it under such circumstances?"

"I studied this energy source for decades before developing a method to contain it. These orcs can't possibly surpass my achievements in just a few days." The Mechanical Sage was quite confident about this issue. "If this container is violently cracked, causing the energy source to be abnormally released, it will inevitably produce powerful psychic fluctuations, just like the psychic fluctuations that killed the orcs in the buffer zone. However, my satellites have not detected this phenomenon."

"Therefore, I am fully confident that the energy source is still contained in the container I am researching, and my alarm has not received any alarms indicating that the container has been damaged or opened."

"What if the energy source is diverted while we attack?" the nun asked this question.

"I will synchronize the location to this pointy-eared Eldar lady. If the energy source is transferred, then your task is to track it." The Mechanical Sage replied.

After the Mechanical Sage answered the nun's questions, no one raised any objections, and this final pre-war meeting ended simply but efficiently.

Late night

The nuns are doing their bedtime exercises.

Her room was very simple, with a small bed just big enough for her to lie flat, a large, sturdy iron cabinet for storing items, a table with drawers and a rack for hanging power armor, and a chair. These were all the furniture.

Apart from that, there were only some books and icons, and there was only a small window on the wall of the room.

The basket of pancakes Howard had given her was now placed on the table.

Her status and ability allow her to pursue more and richer material enjoyment, but she still abides by the precepts of the battle nuns and lives an ascetic life.

When not in combat, she has fixed times for eating, praying, maintaining equipment, and exercising.

Her bedtime exercise is also very simple, which is doing push-ups with one hand. The intensity of her exercise during the day is much greater than that of push-ups, but it is not advisable to do strenuous exercise before going to bed.

When she finished a set of push-ups and was about to switch arms, the communicator on the table received a message.

The nun jumped up from the ground and turned on the communicator. It was a message from Esrick:

"Sister Gloria, please come to my bedroom. I have something very important to tell you."

The communication left the nun a little confused, but she still put on a layer of clothes and pushed the door open.

She first found the Governor's office and pushed open the half-open door. The office was still luxurious, but there was no sign of Esrick. Only Jasmine was busy working.

"Sister?" Jasmine saw Gloria and said, "Is there anything I can do for you?"

"Where is the Governor?" the nun asked bluntly.

"I'm sorry, I don't know where the Governor is." Jasmine shook her head.

"He told me to go to his bedroom to find him, but he is not there?" the nun wondered.

"Oh, so that's how it is. Then the Governor really shouldn't be here," Jasmine replied. "Although he often stays here overnight when he's busy, this is just his office."

"Take me to him," said the nun.

half an hour later

Jasmine led the nun through the maze-like Governor's Palace and finally arrived at an inconspicuous aluminum door on the top floor.

"This is the Governor's bedroom." Jasmine extended her hand to guide the nun. "The Governor probably only wants to see you, so please allow me to take my leave."

After Jasmine said goodbye, the nun approached the aluminum door. The door was very short and narrow, with an iron core wrapped in a thin layer of aluminum skin. Due to the passage of time, the skin had become dirty, wrinkled, and cracked.

If Jasmine hadn't brought her here, she would never have believed that behind this door would be the bedroom of a planetary governor.

Standing in front of the aluminum door, the nun heard some subtle noises coming from inside, but she was not wearing a combat helmet at the time, so she could not determine the source of the sound.

She hesitated for a moment, then finally raised her hand and knocked on the door.

"Are you a nun?" Unexpectedly, the Governor's voice came from the other side of the door: "Come in! The door is not locked!"

The nun reached out to push the door, but clearly felt too much resistance, so she stopped and knocked on the door again.

"This door... is stuck!" Esrick, who was on the other side of the door, was also straining, as if he were doing something physically demanding. "Please give it a little more strength."

So the nun put her hand on the door and took two steps back, exhaled slowly twice, then took a deep breath and suddenly exerted force with her calves. The force went up along her calves to her thighs and then to her waist, then to her shoulders and was released from her palms.

"boom--"

The nun's inch of strength not only pushed open the door that was stuck with the folding fan, but also removed the door frame at the edge.