Warhammer: Empire Reboot

Individual soldier cost: 100 health points, 1 cubic meter of refined steel. Total cost: 4500 health points, 45 cubic meters of refined steel.

"Upgrade confirmed, running in the background. White Tiger team does not need to remove their power armor."

The instruction has been issued.

The forty-five White Tiger assassins, stationed around the Governor's Mansion and at key points in the Spire district, did not cease their patrols, holding their heavy explosive rifles with unwavering stability.

Within seconds, the system's energy was silently injected into their bodies.

Bone density is reinforced a second time, muscle fibers are rewoven, and the heart's pumping capacity is greatly enhanced.

There are no visible changes from the outside.

But behind the helmet visor of Jia San, he felt his right hand holding the bomb gun suddenly become lighter; his strength had undergone a silent qualitative change in a few seconds.

He moved his fingers, and felt an unprecedented sense of precision at his fingertips, as if every muscle fiber was obeying the smallest command from his cerebral cortex.

Forty-five super soldiers at the company commander level underwent a transformation without anyone knowing.

Their physical attributes are now equivalent to those of the original Space Marines.

In layman's terms, it means stronger, fiercer, and with more health.

With the White Tiger Power Armor and the zero-delay coordination of the Swarm Mind, this 45-man heavily armored elite force is already capable of directly confronting a Space Marine elite company.

Lawson continued operating the control panel.

The White Tiger Squad is the spearhead, but it needs more junior officers to support its massive army of 25,000.

Select one thousand platoon-level suicide soldiers and promote them to company commander level.

Total consumption: 100,000 health points, 1,000 cubic meters of refined steel.

confirm.

The command was delivered to the nerve centers of the designated one thousand assassins with zero delay.

On the lower defense line of Obolos No. 1 hive, a platoon leader-level assassin, aiming a bomb pistol at the distant remnants of the green-skinned soldiers, felt a muffled cracking sound from his bones. His muscle mass increased slightly, bulging the cuffs of his black bulletproof armor.

In his scope, the target's outline suddenly became incredibly clear.

He could even see the hot breath exhaled from the orc's nostrils condensing into white mist in the cold air.

He pulled the trigger, and the explosive bullet pierced the orc's left eye socket with pinpoint accuracy.

A thousand company commander-level suicide soldiers silently completed their upgrades.

After deductions, the current life points balance is approximately 259 million, and the steel reserves are ample.

Lawson pulled up the macroscopic data model of the planet Obulus.

Each of the three main nest cities has a registered resident population exceeding four billion.

The total population is 12 billion.

A large, crowded, and closed society.

He examined his own armed forces.

Current total number of combat-type suicide soldiers: 25,000.

After the third leap, the upper limit was expanded to 50,000 people.

If you invest 2.5 million life points to exchange for another 25,000 combat-type suicide soldiers, you can reach full strength.

The direct military destructive power is directly doubled.

He built a deductive model in his mind.

The proposal was subsequently rejected.

He has now completely taken control of 12 million PDFs from the chain of command through 4,000 airborne assassin commanders.

The defense systems, heavy firepower arrays, and armored formations of the three hive cities are all under control.

Simply adding 25,000 heavy infantrymen would have diminishing marginal effects on improving the overall strategic situation.

The more critical issue is that the genetic template of the Katachon jungle warriors has objective limitations.

A minimum height of 2 meters and a weight of 150 kilograms are required.

Their extremely well-developed muscle groups make them look like walking refrigerators.

Such physiques are undeniably meat grinders on the trenches and front lines, but in the complex society of the hive, they are undeniable beacons of light.

They couldn't sneak into the factory wearing standard-sized worker uniforms.

They could not disguise themselves as lowly scavengers to infiltrate the mutant market below the nest.

Their massive skeletons couldn't even fit into some of the narrow ventilation ducts and cable maintenance wells.

The war between the two capitals was not just a war of artillery.

Intelligence, infiltration, assassination, and surveillance are all fundamental principles for maintaining rule.

Lawson shifted his gaze to another section of the system panel.

[Non-combat suicide soldiers]

This is an option that has been shelved since it was unlocked.

The number of exchanges does not count against the maximum limit for combat-type assassins.

Current genetic template: Terra standard ancestry.

Exchange rate: Each unit consumes 20 life points and 0.5 cubic meters of refined steel.

This unit does not occupy the maximum number of combat-type suicide soldiers.

These six words determine the bottom line of the strategic value of this branch of the military.

Perform a single-unit exchange test.

Deduct 20 life points and 0.5 cubic meters of refined steel.

On the ground floor of the governor's office, the space underwent a microscopic reorganization.

One second later, a human male was formed.

Rosen examined the unit's physical parameters.

He is 1.75 meters tall and weighs 70 kilograms.

Bone density and muscle mass meet Imperial standard human parameters.

Their facial features are so ordinary that they would be forgotten in a crowd in a second.

Their skin had the pale complexion typical of residents of Chaodu, who rarely see sunlight.

If it weren't for the clear data link in the swarm network, Lawson wouldn't even have thought that the person in front of him was any different from any other laborer going down to the nest on the street.

Lawson retrieved a standard MG-type Astral Army laser rifle from the armory and tossed it over.

The non-combatant soldier raised his hand and caught it precisely.

Unload the magazine, check the firing array, load, pull the bolt, and take a standard indoor tactical alert stance with both hands.

The entire sequence takes 1.2 seconds.

Neat.

The system's definition of non-combat only applies in relation to genetically optimized killing machines like the Catachan elites or Astartes.

Their essence remains that of system-generated suicide squads: absolutely loyal, fearless, and possessing basic tactical skills and weapon usage memory.

Pick up a gun, and you can kill people efficiently too.

Their ordinary appearance is the perfect disguise for lurking on this planet with a population of billions.

Lawson finalized the troop allocation plan.

Consuming 500,000 life points and 5,000 cubic meters of refined steel, one can exchange for 5,000 basic version Katachon assassins.

Lawson did not choose the more expensive enhanced version or the platoon leader template.

These 5,000 people are not positioned as the spearhead, but rather as a secondary command framework dispersed throughout the PDF.

He encrypted his control network of millions of soldiers using quantity rather than quality. It could be upgraded in batches as needed based on the evolving situation.

Consumes 1.6 million life points and 40,000 cubic meters of refined steel.

Exchange for 80,000 non-combatant assassins.

A total of 2.1 million life points were consumed, leaving a balance of approximately 500,000.

"Using the various levels of assassins currently distributed across the three hive cities as anchor points, implement a decentralized refresh to integrate them into the hive city environment."

Command confirmed.

80,000 people.

In the standard Starforce organization, this is a full eight infantry regiments.

But when these 80,000 people were dropped by the system onto the planet Obulus, which has a population of 12 billion, not even a ripple was made.

This is the underlying reality of the imperial administrative system.

The Interior Ministry of Obolos was a massive building crammed with millions of scribes and thinkers, producing mountains of parchment archives every day.

They simply cannot handle such massive population data.

Chapter 99 The Unlucky Planet

There is no physically accurate census on this planet.

Because it's just too complicated.

It's unrealistic and I don't have the ability.

Gang warfare in the underworld causes tens of thousands of people to disappear every day.

The scavengers in the mutant zone live and die without ever leaving a trace in the Imperial register.

The incinerators of the Corpse Disposal Guild roared day and night, crushing countless nameless corpses into protein starch.

The daily birth and death rates can only be roughly estimated using the Great Sage's formula, with an error margin of several million.