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The proposal to rebuild Granit 5 has been submitted to the Imperial Department of Internal Affairs and has naturally passed the review.

Generally speaking, the hive world's Planetary Defense Force cannot leave its home planet.

To ensure that the governors of the Solar System have a legitimate reason to act, Imperial Chancellor Macador and the Imperial Department of Military Affairs have made a series of arrangements.

Within the Solar System, there is a very famous Imperial army called the Solar Legion.

This is a mortal armed force, and its comprehensive combat effectiveness is second to none in various star regions.

The 131st Regiment of this legion recently arrived at the hive world Epimeteus.

Under the guise of temporarily forming an auxiliary legion, the 131st Regiment transformed the local Planetary Defense Force veterans into its own auxiliary force.

A total of more than five million Planetary Defense Force soldiers with combat experience will follow the 131st Regiment to Granit 5.

Including the 131st Regiment, the total number of the team reached seven million.

The ships needed to transport personnel and supplies are provided by the Solar Legion. Epimeteus only needs to provide sufficient food, weapons, ammunition, medicines and other military supplies.

We have seven million people, and the rebels have thirty million. Are we at a disadvantage?

In terms of numbers, we are indeed at a disadvantage, but in other aspects, we completely crush the rebels of Granit 5.

The planet's airport and orbital towers have been destroyed by the rebels and are in a state of paralysis.

The ground materials are not enough to support the rebels in manufacturing anti-aircraft weapons, let alone attacking ships in near-ground orbit.

First, bombard the entire planet with artillery fire, destroy the strategic facilities set up by the rebels on the surface, and then drop landing capsules and personnel shuttles to transport the Marine Corps and engineering teams to the ground.

When the orbital tower and airport are repaired, the rebels' doomsday will come.

A large number of Imperial troops will pour onto the surface and destroy the rebels hiding in the underground mine with overwhelming force.

According to the pre-war plan made by the 131st Regiment, Granit 5 will return to the embrace of the Empire in at most half a year.

After suppressing the rebels, the 131st Regiment will leave Granit 5 and go to other planets to quell the rebellion.

The post-disaster reconstruction and security work will be the responsibility of Voges, who will temporarily serve as the planet's governor, and his Planetary Defense Force.

As long as Voges can successfully pay Granit 5's material tax for next year, it is a certainty that this planet will be assigned to Voges' name.

The expedition is progressing steadily. After a month of preparation, the time came to the beginning of March, and finally the day of departure arrived.

At the Epimeteus airport, more than a dozen armed transport ships were docked here.

The Planetary Defense Forces bid farewell to their families and boarded ships bound for Granit 5 with expectations of triumph and glory.

Voges arrived at the dock in a transport vehicle.

When he got out of the car, he was followed by Lieno and Tido.

Behind the three of them was a black metal box measuring 2 meters * 1.5 meters * 1 meter.

This box was extremely heavy, with a smooth surface and no patterns or variegation except for the strong darkness.

Eight servitors worked together to unload the metal box and put it on a trolley with an auxiliary power system. The wheels rolled over the metal floor of the dock, making a slight metallic deformation sound.

"Voges, you look great today."

Laen stepped forward and shook hands with Voges.

Laen is the commander of the 131st Regiment of the Solar Legion. He has a light gray goatee and looks about forty years old. He is tall and straight and has the decisive temperament honed on the battlefield.

His eyes swept across Voges' refreshed face.

Perhaps it was an illusion, but Laen felt that Voges was a little different today than yesterday.

Yesterday, Voges had clear crow's feet at the corners of his eyes. He only looked energetic when smoking a pipe. His breathing was uneven when he spoke, and it was difficult to hide his fatigue and aging.

Today's Voges is different.

He suddenly looked decades younger, with a ruddy complexion, radiant spirit, and brisk walking.

"Laen, I used the incense of the Mechanicum before going to bed last night. I must admit, I have never slept so comfortably."

Voges responded with a smile, the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes looming as his mouth curved upward.

So he used incense to help him sleep. No wonder he is so energetic today.

Laen felt relieved, the end of his goatee trembled slightly, and he chuckled:

"When you get to Granit 5, don't use incense to fall asleep, I'm afraid you'll oversleep."

"Haha, don't worry, I only use it occasionally." Voges looked around, "Is Delton here yet?"

"Not yet, let's wait together." When Laen heard the name "Delton", his expression became slightly serious, as if Delton was once his superior.

The fact is indeed so.

Before retiring, Delton served as the commander of the 131st Regiment. At that time, Laen was only the company commander of the 131st Regiment's veteran company.

Laen admired his former superior a hundred times over.

Not only because of his talent and achievements in commanding, but also because of his almost unchanged appearance.

When he saw Delton getting out of another transport vehicle, Laen couldn't help but exclaim:

"Sir, you really haven't changed at all."

Delton was carrying a metal box two meters long, one meter wide, and one and a half meters high, walking steadily, the metal floor under his feet making a slight deformation sound.

Hearing Laen's exclamation, Delton smiled slightly:

"I told you a long time ago, retirement life is good for people."

Delton nodded to Voges, saw the black metal box behind him, and was stunned subconsciously.

After Voges's box was placed horizontally, it was two meters long, one and a half meters wide, and one meter high, which was somewhat similar to the one in his hand.

Delton looked down at his box and suddenly became curious about what was in Voges's box.

Voges opened his arms and beckoned everyone to board the ship:

"Okay, everyone is here, let's board the ship. Tido, Lieno, you two don't come up, with Delton accompanying me, I won't be in danger."

Tido's eyes were red, she pursed her lips tightly, and hugged Lieno's arm:

"Okay, Dad, Lieno and I will manage Epimeteus well, and you must return safely."

"Don't worry, I will." Voges nodded to Lieno, using his eyes to ask him to take care of his daughter, and then turned and walked towards the ship.

"With my box here, Dad will be fine." Lieno watched Voges leave, patted Tido's hand to comfort her.

"Yeah." Tido hid her head behind Lieno's shoulder and secretly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Laen and Delton said goodbye to Lieno and the two of them, and followed Voges onto the command ship.

This is an Oberon-class battleship, the all-rounder ship of the Human Empire, which can cope with all combat scenarios without the need for escort frigate formations.

Lance, naval gun arrays, carrier-based attack aircraft, carrier-based reconnaissance squadrons and other facilities are all available.

Since the space force and the land force were not separated in the 30k era, the Oberon-class battleship in front of us is also equipped with 10,000 elite soldiers of the Solar Army and ten heavy assault shuttles.

With such a luxurious lineup, I am afraid that only a chosen daemon can hurt Voges.

Bah, bah, bah, don't put up flags randomly.

Lieno stopped the nonsense in his heart, and boarded the transport vehicle with Tido to return to the Royal Court District.

In the past month or so, Lieno has created three Black Knights, thus increasing the number of the prototype Gene-Stett from one to four.

Three of them are stored in the private laboratory, and the remaining one is installed in Voges's black metal box to protect Voges.

In addition to arranging a bodyguard for Voges, Lieno also made a miniature aircraft and handed it over to Voges to take away.

This aircraft will help Voges quell the rebellion faster.

Everything is in Lieno's arrangement.

Returning to the mansion in the Royal Court District, Tido prepared to handle official business.

Lieno stopped Tido and led her into his office.

There is an additional "communication machine" with a gray metal shell here. The screen is an ordinary pixel screen, and the input device is similar to ordinary communication machines.

Lieno patted the shell of the machine, signaling Tido to sit down and try it.

Tido didn't care at first, thinking that this was just an ordinary device that Lieno had imitated based on existing communication machines.

But when she connected her data board to the machine, the pixel text flashing rapidly on the screen stunned her.

From 10 pm yesterday to 9 am today, various departments of the hive world sent a total of 124 documents that needed Tido to read and sign.

Tido had prepared to fight for this until 7 pm.

But now, before Tido could react, 124 documents had been processed.

She rubbed her eyes and carefully checked the processed documents, and the more she looked, the more surprised she became. Her beautiful eyes widened and her mouth opened wide.

"My... heavens. Am I... Am I dreaming? More than a hundred documents, this machine only took less than ten minutes to process?!"

Tido's pupils shook violently, a breath stuck in her chest for a long time before she slowly exhaled:

"Compared to it, I feel like I'm just an idiot..."

"You can use it to handle official business from now on." Lieno chuckled and solemnly instructed:

"This is my latest invention. It's not perfect yet, so you can only use it here. Don't tell anyone."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah!"

Tido nodded repeatedly, her face beaming with joy, the gloom brought on by her father's "business trip" swept away.

She scratched her head again and asked:

"But, what should I do after I finish my work so quickly? I can't just stand here doing nothing, can I?"

"You have many things to do, and so do I. Come, let me show you something."

After creating the Black Knight, Lino had been constantly thinking about the great rebellion that Hive City would face in the future.

The numerous survival problems looming before him made Lino feel a bit suffocated.

Fortunately, after several days of thinking, he had some ideas.

Lino pressed a switch on his desk.

The wall behind the bookshelf slid backward, revealing a secret room.

This secret room had existed since the office was first decorated, but Lino had only just put it to use.

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The secret room wasn't large, at most only three hundred square meters.

Its ceiling had a holographic projection device that could project screens onto the three side walls.

After Lino activated the holographic projection, many images appeared on the walls.

There were Aeldari from the Craftworlds wearing war masks, Dark Eldar riding anti-gravity motorcycles, Orks baring their large teeth and roaring, powerful psykers wielding force staves, and armed fleets controlled by the Bone Drinkers…

All kinds of violent elements that posed a threat to the Imperium were listed by Lino using the holographic device.

Tido looked at it, puzzled, and didn't understand what her fiancé wanted to do for a moment.

Lino walked to the center of the secret room, spread his arms and said:

"My new machine can help us calculate data and process official documents, but there is one thing it can't help with. That is, contingency plans."

"Contingency plans? Hmm… I understand what you mean."

Tido clapped her hands lightly, extended her fingertips and swept them across the holographic images on the wall:

"You mean, we have to imagine Hive City being attacked by these enemies and develop preventive measures in advance, right?"

"That's right, exactly like that."

Lino snapped his fingers, and the holographic projection projected a line of text in front of him:

"How many Planetary Defense Force veterans can kill an alien listed on the wall?"

It would be wishful thinking to expect 1 veteran to kill 1 alien.

Without exaggeration, under circumstances with a contingency plan and sufficient supplies and equipment, at least 10 veterans could 100% kill 1 alien, and they might still pay the price of their lives.

If they were dealing with a Gamma-level or higher psyker, then no matter how many Planetary Defense Forces there were, it wouldn't be enough; 1 Gamma-level could easily kill hundreds of veterans.

The reason for this is simply that the local Planetary Defense Force is pathetically weak.

This is a common phenomenon in the Imperium of Man.

Except for Fortress Worlds, all other Imperial worlds have this problem.

Fortress Worlds do not engage in production and do not have to bear resource taxes, relying purely on other worlds to provide resources, so they can wholeheartedly train soldiers.

Hive Worlds are different.

If Hive Worlds did not have to pay resource taxes, then either there would be governors rotten to the core, or local warlords would emerge, making the Imperium wary.

Therefore, resource taxes are the fundamental reason for suppressing the overall combat power of the Planetary Defense Force.

How to improve Hive City's self-defense capabilities as much as possible while bearing resource taxes is the core idea of crisis drills.

Tido had been exposed to this since she was a child and understood it very well.

"So, what are your thoughts?" Tido asked curiously.

My idea is to whitewash Ork technology and use it to strengthen the armed personnel of Hive City on a large scale.

Lino thought to himself, but did not say this true thought directly, but took out a potion:

"My idea is related to this potion."

There was a light green liquid in the potion bottle.

This liquid exhibited a certain stickiness when flowing freely, and looked relatively viscous.

"This is a temporary enhancement potion I made based on the green bead. People who drink it can obtain a continuous enhancement effect for one year. After one year, the effect of the potion will disappear by itself."

"So magical." Tido took the potion bottle and stared at the liquid inside:

"But the problem is, can the drinkers be dedicated to their duties? If they are disloyal to us, wouldn't we be in danger?"

"You and I thought of the same thing, Tido." Lino changed the subject and asked:

"Have you contacted Zezzy? Did she accept our funding?"

"Yes, I contacted her." Tido opened the Star Tongue communication record on the data slate:

"Look. In her reply, she said that she appreciates our generosity, and if we need to customize any mechanical devices, her Lava City happens to have surplus production capacity, and the price is negotiable."

Tido's eyes lit up:

"Oh! I get it. You want Zezzy to help us produce customized combat servitors, and then use the potion to strengthen these servitors, right?"

Lino praised:

"Your brain is quite smart, you understand immediately. That's what I thought. I've calculated that it's better to use the resources to buy and maintain combat servitors than to support more Planetary Defense Forces. The command of these servitors is in your hands."

"Ah? Me?" Tido was stunned.

"Yes, you will command the future servitor army. This requires another invention from Ms. Zezzy, the Thought Space."

Thank goodness for the fact that the Mechanicum is divided into many factions, and thank goodness that Zezzy, Cass, and Lazlo, the three masters and apprentices, are marginal figures in the Mechanicum.

At this time, the Thought Space they jointly developed is not popular and cannot be seen by the high-ranking Tech-Priests.

Mars Forge General Karl Borha disregards the Thought Space, and Vice-Overseer Kane doesn't care much about the Thought Space either.

These two number one and number two figures on Mars are in charge of production work and order allocation on Mars.

Lino checked and found that no Imperial force has ordered the logic conduits of the Thought Space so far.

Doesn't the Mechanicum know that this thing can resist Chaos Code?

Yes, they really don't know.

There is a place on Mars called the Moravec Vault, which seals the legacy of the Old Age, including but not limited to research logs, reliquary boxes, ancient technology blueprints, etc.

Chaos Code has contaminated these legacies of the Old Age.

Therefore, even if the legacy is of extremely high value, the Emperor resolutely sealed them in the Moravec Vault.

Currently, only the Emperor can open this vault.

After Horus ascended to the position of Warmaster, he obtained authorization from the Emperor.

Horus used the opening of the Moravec Vault as a bargaining chip to win over the current Mars Forge General Karl Borha to his side.

Karl Borha opened the vault and secretly developed the Cabal Engine using the technology blueprints inside.

After Horus launched the rebellion, Karl Borha released the Chaos Code in the vault, polluting the public network of Mars and severely damaging the loyalist faction on Mars.

Since then, the Mechanicum's black and white factions have learned that Thought Space can shield Chaos Code.

Lino doesn't know the ordering price of Thought Space in the 40k era.

But now, it doesn't cost 99.99 million Thrones, it doesn't cost 9.99 million Thrones, you can take it home for only 2.99 million Thrones.

Of course, it's not the Tech-Priest version, but the customized version for non-Mechanicum members.

Lino decided to install a Thought Space logic conduit for Tido, and from then on, she would be the Hive City servitor queen of a one-woman army.

Tido was very excited about this, and felt full of security when she thought of commanding thousands of combat servitors in the future.

She happily imagined the future scene, poked Lino's arm and asked:

"What about you, Lino? Aren't you installing Thought Space? We can command combat servitors together."

Lino glanced at the seven character saves on the system interface.

To this day, the number of Greenskin Pals under his command has reached 300,000, and there is also a battleship-class Greenskin ship, more than twenty frigates built for air transportation of raw materials and co-defense, and a Giant Rock-class Greenskin space fortress that is gradually taking shape.

After experiencing the growth process of the Greenskin army, Lino really didn't feel any excitement about the Imperial's speed of mass producing troops.

Faced with Tido's question, Lino smiled gently, stroked the other party's head and said:

"I want to spend my time and energy on research. I believe that with you, the future queen of the servitor legion, the safety of Hive City and me will be guaranteed."

"Okay, okay~" Tido patted Lino on the shoulder, raised her white chin, and replied in an old-fashioned manner:

"I'll take care of you from now on. Now, hurry up and go to work for this queen~ I need more temporary enhancement potions to strengthen my army. If you do well, there will be rewards."

Lino was amused by Tido's appearance, "What are the rewards? Have you forgotten that I'm not an adult yet."

Tido's cheeks flushed red.

She glared at Lino, turned her head to the side, and pretended to check the alien data in the holographic device.