Warhammer: Empire Reboot

The Red Dragon entered the transportation hub and fuel depot.

Xuanwu headed straight for the Void Shield Generator and the Energy Core.

But that's not enough; Lawson needs the cornerstone sequence.

Numerous foundational sequences.

Those fearless laborers and linemen who could seamlessly take over fire control, operate heavy artillery, build defenses, act as the core of the position, and suppress the fear of ordinary soldiers.

Currently, Castis-VI has only two million foundation stone sequences.

That was already a lot.

But with the upcoming planetary landing battle approaching, two million isn't enough.

It is not the heavily armed Agrippina primary star.

The Castis-VI's defense system was riddled with holes.

The PDF army nominally numbers 50 million, but in reality, its discipline, equipment, training, and command system are as rotten as an old imperial joke.

Lawson wakes up the system's core interface.

His remaining life points unfolded before his eyes.

Over the past few months, the Green Farm has maintained a sufficient reserve of life-saving points.

Now is the time to bloom.

"Exchange for ten million cornerstone sequences."

"Deployment coordinates: Castis-VI global anchor point."

One after another, the foundational sequences emerged.

They appear, receive instructions from the swarm, and immediately rush to their posts.

The total number of foundational sequences on Castis-VI reached twelve million.

At this point, there are thirty-three standard hours left in the countdown.

Primary objective: Orbital denial.

Lawson drew a red defensive line on the tactical map.

In the hologram, the orbital model between Castis-VI and the Orc Battle Moon begins to change.

Once the battle moon approaches the red line, gravitational tides will tear apart the planet's crust.

The battle moon must be pushed off its dangerous orbit.

"All railgun emplacements have been taken over."

"For all defensive space stations capable of firing, fire control shall be handed over to the Cornerstone sequence."

"500,000 cornerstone sequences will be deployed to low-Earth orbit defense platforms and defense satellites."

Castis-VI's orbital defenses are not new enough.

With their current firepower, destroying an orc battle moon with a diameter of 1,200 kilometers is practically a pipe dream.

What Lawson wants is a push.

Using railguns, macro cannons, light spears, defensive satellites, nuclear bombs, and plasma cannons, a specific area is continuously bombarded, causing it to undergo a small but continuous orbital deflection.

As long as it can be avoided from the most dangerous Roche limit.

Castis-VI was able to avoid being torn apart by the tides.

T-001 remote access to the track platform.

"Warning: Some turrets may explode after exceeding their firing capacity."

Lawson said coldly, "Before the barrel explodes, fire it out first."

"receive."

Inside the orbital defense space station, a large number of foundational sequences began to operate.

They took over from the chaotic mortal gunners and re-energized the massive cannons that had been dormant for many years.

They unpacked the cables covered in holy oil, smashed the expired mechanical locks, rewrote the fire control code, and connected the old-fashioned turrets to the unified firing network of swarm thinking.

"How long will it take for our nearest fleet to arrive?"

The answer is provided by the Candle Dragon node.

"The two Bell-class cruisers and fifty Sword-class frigates are expected to arrive in 48 standard hours."

"too late."

Lawson watched the countdown.

The fleet would take 48 hours to arrive, meaning that the Castis-VI had to carry the load on its own for the first 12 hours.

However, the fleet also has value.

If the orbital denial is successful, pushing the battle moon away from its deadly gravitational orbit, then the two Bell Cruisers and fifty Sword-class corvettes that arrive 48 hours later can flank the battle moon and buy space for subsequent battles.

"Notify the fleet."

"Upon arrival, prioritize attacking the thrusters, external turrets, and areas where the teleportation arrays are visible."

Countdown: 32 standard hours.

Air defense and ground defense networks were activated simultaneously.

Orcs' fighting style is simple, brutal, and effective.

Once the battle moons approach their orbit, they will activate their internal mega-teleportation arrays.

This absurd subspace technology can drop thousands upon thousands of Orc boys, bosses, mechanics, weirdos, and even heavy ancient junk directly onto the planet's surface.

They also launch countless meteorite drop capsules.

Those landing capsules were essentially a bunch of scrap metal canisters covered in sheet metal, stuffed with green stuff, rockets, explosives, and loudmouths.

Some will disintegrate in the air.

Some will crash into the nest.

Some will break through the defenses, and a group of orcs wielding axes will pour out.

In addition, there are orc aerial units.

Orc bombers.

Various flying scrap metal pieces adorned with cannon barrels, rockets, and graffiti.

Their speed is not necessarily stable, and their fire control is not precise, but there are enough of them, their firepower is dense enough, and their pilots are crazy enough.

If they get close to the upper platform of the nest, the entire city will be bombarded with rockets and crude bombs.

Castis-VI is too large.

Lawson cannot intercept across the entire area.

Therefore, his tactics are very simple.

Abandon the wilderness, defend the nest, and manufacture meat grinders.

The PDF army of the past was rife with bureaucracy, ghost employees, cronyism among aristocratic officers, and delayed orders.

Lawson didn't have time to slowly reorganize.

He directly broke down fifty million ordinary people into tactical units.

For every 100 PDFs, one Cornerstone Warrior is assigned as the node commissar and tactical core.

Cornerstone suicide soldiers receive microsecond-level instructions from the swarm's mind through tactical goggles, and then have ordinary soldiers execute them in the most direct way.

Do not understand, yet execute.

Fear, yet execution.

Trying to run? Execute him.

Disobey orders and be executed on the spot.

Fifty million PDFs were broken down and recompiled.

The political commissar of the cornerstone node stood among them, calm, silent, and fearless.

Under extreme pressure and absolutely precise tactical command, these fifty million ordinary soldiers unleashed an execution capability far exceeding their usual level.

They went from fearing the orcs to fearing both the orcs and the foundational nodes standing behind them.

The latter is closer.

The renovation project on the outskirts of the city was proceeding with brutal efficiency.

The slums surrounding the four main strongholds were directly and blasted by targeted demolition.

A flat firing range 30 kilometers wide was cleared out.

Heavy engineering mechs enter the ruins.

The core sequence controls excavators, bulldozers, and seismic breakers to dig a composite trench network up to ten meters deep in the wasteland.

Heavy firepower positions were quickly established.

There is a crossfire point every fifty meters.

A heavy explosive shell nest is placed every 200 meters.

Every 500 meters, there is a group of plasma short guns or thermal melt anti-armor positions.

One temporary fire control tower for every kilometer.

All attack points are uniformly connected via swarm intelligence.

Orcs love to charge.

Then give them a plain to charge.

However, the end of the plain was not the sight of humans fleeing.

Instead, it's a meat grinder woven from fifty million PDFs, over ten million cornerstone sequences, countless bombs, heavy artillery, thermal melts, promethium flames, and automated turrets.