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"Redesign the formation," Rylan ordered. "Move the Akkan battlecruisers to the center. I want their micro-phase jump engines ready to teleport behind the Vasari lines. Bring the Kol battleships forward—I need that armor tanking the brunt of the kinetic fire."
"Send a message to the home system," he said. "Accelerate the development of the orbital extractors on the colony ships. I don’t care if it risks stability; we need that alloy for the next fleet wave." Grzechy Imperium SЕ‚onecznego II
Commander Rylan Vance stared at the tactical display on the bridge of the Sovereign , his flagship, a massive Marza-class dreadnought. The blue glow of the display reflected in his tired eyes. Outside the viewport, the crimson nebula of the sector danced with the fiery trails of incoming Vasari Coalition projectiles. "Redesign the formation," Rylan ordered
The battle was not just about fire superiority; it was about the logistics of a living empire. Rylan glanced at his resources. Crystal was running dangerously low. Bring the Kol battleships forward—I need that armor
"Shields at 40% on the front line, Commander," reported Lieutenant Anya, her fingers dancing over the holographic console. "The TEC loyalists are holding the orbital station, but the Vasari phase missiles are bypassing our point defense systems. Their phase stabilizers are cutting through our rear lines."
A deeper look at the and colony development?
Rylan breathed a sigh of relief, but he knew this was only the beginning. The galaxy was too small, and the fight for the Vornesh Sector was just one small scar in a much larger, endless war. He looked at the vast, seamless map, seeing the trade routes, the enemy reinforcements, and the distant, dark corners where new fleets were being built.
