Warhammer: Empire Reboot

"Execute the dynamic nerve connection expansion plan."

"Priority: Immediate deployment on the battlefield."

“Abandon cosmetic repair.”

"Abandon the ceremonial livery."

"Retain core protection, power, neural links, and weapon interfaces."

The mechanical arms of the Xerox were fully extended.

The factory has started operating.

Thousands of power armor suits were pushed into the conversion line.

These powered armors come from a variety of sources.

There were discarded remains sent by the Holy Blood Angels.

There are Death Guardian and Iron Warrior battlefield loot.

There are fragments of the Red Pirates.

There are also older models in Agrippina's warehouse that the Mechanics Cult has determined are beyond repair.

If a normal mechanic priest saw these things, he would argue for thirty years, write six hundred sacred identification reports, and then decide that ninety percent of them must be sealed away.

The factory in Losen only asked three questions.

Is the carapace still there?

Can the reactor make a sound?

Can we attach live metal?

If you can, then go to the battlefield.

Living metal flows into the inside of the power armor, replacing the black shell interface.

The T-series assassins rewrote the neural connection protocol using data needles.

The cornerstone sequence integrates fire control, gait, vision, and ammunition feedback into swarm intelligence.

The first powered suit of armor stood up from the modified cabin.

The breastplate still bears the marks of the old Iron Warrior.

The shoulder armor was added from the remains of another Ultramariner.

The backpack comes from Chaos Veteran's Gear.

The first combat-order suicide soldier entered.

Living metal is inserted into the nerve interface.

Completed simultaneously.

The second one.

The third one.

The 100th body.

The thousandth one.

The entire Agrippina factory is like an open steel stomach, swallowing up the chaotic armor wreckage and spitting out powered armored soldiers ready to be deployed to the battlefield.

On the main battlefield, Lawson is still at the top.

The breach on the west side has already reached the edge of the second defensive perimeter.

A group of vampires stormed into the Keystone Sequence's firing window, their brass blades slicing through the walls.

The cornerstone assassins responsible for this area did not retreat.

They fired the last batch of explosives and then simultaneously detonated the molten fuel behind the wall.

The entire section of the fire-fighting window collapsed, and tens of thousands of demons were forced underground.

New demons surged up through the collapsed area.

Just as the foundational sequence was preparing to activate the next self-destruct node, a silver flash appeared in the sky.

Static field activated.

The first batch of new armored suicide soldiers arrived.

They were wearing power armor with messy paint jobs.

Some of the shoulder armor still has a gray base paint.

Some of them had traces of polished, chaotic symbols remaining on their chests.

Some leg armors are uneven, one side higher than the other.

But when they arrived, their movements were so synchronized that there was not a single error.

The heavy explosive shells were fired.

The plasma jet swept across the notch.

The power sword cuts into the horde of demons.

The armory space in Lawson is larger than before, and the load-bearing capacity of the static force field anchor points is also stronger.

In the past, a single dispatch could only accurately deliver a small number of heavy armored units.

Now, fully-equipped powered armor squads can quickly move between various gaps on the main planet.

The first group of four hundred people landed at the western gap.

The second batch of 600 people appeared in the Ninth Furnace Zone.

The third batch of one thousand people were directly deployed behind the swarm of brass scorpions.

The demon finally managed to break through the defenses.

The next second, Imperial power armor appeared behind him.

A squad of assassins dressed in chaotic paint jobs opened fire from below the Brass Scorpion's abdomen, their hot-melt guns firing close to the joints.

As soon as the Brass Scorpion turned around, another group of assassins emerged from the stasis portal and slashed the Hell Brass Power Axe into its turret.

The pace of the battlefield has changed.

Originally, Khorne used sheer numbers to pressure Lawson into constantly putting out fires.

Now, Lawson is using his arsenal and static field to create localized overstretches of troops.

Where heavy demons appear, power armored assassins will follow.

Wherever a blood sacrifice node is formed, a white tiger or a red dragon will slash in from behind.

As soon as the brass artillery was deployed, a new armored squad appeared from the side of the artillery and fired explosive shells into the core of the ammunition.

For the first time, T-001's report showed a positive change.

"Pressure on the main battlefield has decreased."

"The gap on the west side is narrowing."

"The Ninth Furnace has been cleared with the Blood Sacrifice node."

"The advance of the brass scorpion swarm has stopped."

"Total number of powered armor suicide soldiers: 9,172."

Standing high in the air, Lawson finally had a little more room to maneuver.

"More than nine thousand?"

"Yes."

"Can it be modified further?"

"The remaining amount of living metal can still support subsequent repairs, but the number of existing power armors that can be quickly modified is almost exhausted."

"enough."

Lawson raised his hand.

The golden star inside the black hole trembled.

He's waiting for more than just power armor.

There's also the living metal itself.

In the past, 108 shadow wheels were not the limit of Lawson's imagination, but rather a balance point between materials and control stability.

The shadow wheel requires enough living metal.

A stable Golden Flame enchantment is required.

It also requires swarm intelligence to share the path calculation burden.

Now, living metal has arrived.

Golden Flame has also been upgraded.

The number of swarm nodes continued to increase during this war.

The conditions have been met.

Lawson spread his five fingers.

One after another, circular blades spread out behind him, covering the entire sky.

One thousand and eighty-one. Each one burns with imperial golden flames.

On the fourth furnace zone, the charging demon horde paused briefly.

Those low-level demons instinctively sensed something that was not common sense on the battlefield.

High in the sky, Lawson looked down at the sea of ​​blood.

One thousand and eighty-one golden flame shadow wheels moved simultaneously.

This time, Lawson divided the battlefield into three layers.