Superintendent: The order has been sent Imperator
The face of the Superintendent appears on the screens throughout the barracks
Superintendent: You are all to report to the war factory to retrieve your power armour immediately
The message is on a relay and lasts for a few minutes
All the soldiers of the NOL begin hastily making their way to the nearby war factory, a place not situated inside the HQ but only within walking distance, the structure is massive and dwarfs all other nearby, it is even large than the HQ building in area covered on the ground
They all head inside where Loyalist workers begin outfitting them with the new gear, due to the massive size of the facility the process is relativity fast and only takes a few minutes therefore it isn’t long before all NOL soldiers are suited into their new pieces of power armour, compliments of the god crow
Small test are ran on a select few as a form of quality control
Armourer: Firstly can you hear me?
NOL Soldier: Yeah, loud and clear.
Armourer: Good, now can you look up?
The newly kitted soldier looks up
Armourer: Good, and down?
He does so
Armourer: If you look over in the distance can you read the numbers off that board?
He points to a board over 500 meters away, the NOL soldier reads out all the lettering without failure, thanks to new optical sensors and augmentations
Armourer: Good, now…..
A heavy duty powered trolley pulls up nearby the Soldier, it seems to be laden with a solid block of iron
Armourer: Can you pick this up?
The soldier is at first apprehensive, but he wraps his arm around the 1 ton cube and easily lifts it straight off the trolley before quickly placing it back down
Armourer: Good, was that difficult?
Soldier: Err not really…
Armourer: Now, take this…
He hands the soldier a conventional bullet based rifle
Armourer: Can you shoot and hit that target?
He points again at a fast moving target which is over 300 meters away, industrial fans surrounding it simulating windage
Soldier: I can only try…
He aims, and takes the shot, hitting the target first time, the suit had calculated bullet drop, travel time compensation and windage in an instant, even the soldier is quite surprised at this
Armourer: Very good, this concludes the test, you may now leave the outfitting area
The Superintendents face is dotted around screens within the factory, it has another message on relay
Superintendent: Upon receiving your new gear you are to head to weapons storage warehouse #21
The new armour is incredibly advanced, boosting every aspect of the wearers abilities, from stamina to brute strength, it also aids in target acquisition and weapon control as well as a plethora of other things which will come to light once the bullets start flying
The Superintendent then turns its focus back to the Imperator in the HQ
Superintendent: Ofcourse Imperator please follow me, I will show you to your private room
They make there way to the back of the throne room and don’t a relatively short but well guard hallway, at the end is a lavishly decorated and luxurious elevator, they enter
Superintendent: Our god tried his best to make sure that everything was to your liking
The elevator speeds right up the entirety of the HQ tower, all the way to the very very top, where it comes to a stop, the door opens to reveal the Imperator own room, decorated in the fashion she most desires, on the other side of the room can be seen a balcony and in the room itself sit the basics that you would find in any other penthouse suite
Superintendent: Imperator, I have an error to report concerning our upcoming crusade
@Hazama & Relius,
Superintendent: Ofcourse Hazama, although because of the incredible number of different types of melee weapons that exist through the universe the storage is inaccessible and automated, the only way you can view them is by order through the cataloguing systems, which is relatively instant. I will take you there first, then you can view the selection in the guide
The Superintendent takes them out of the warhorse and to much smaller room, in the centre is a podium and on top of which is holographic screen, in the the wall facing the entrance is some sort of odd large chamber set into the wall
Superintendent: This screen can be used to find any melee weapon we have encountered and as with them all they are copied and mass produced where a warehouse is then dedicated to storing a vast quantity of each type
The screen lightens up in front of them, the lists of weapon types are seemingly endless………
After a while the intensity drops, the people lose interest and the things to normal although people are still looking over their shoulder every now and then to check on the Phantom. Conversation consists of multiple different subjects that are completely different from one another, each group seems to be talking about issues with their own planets and the plagues upon their species whilst other discuss the upcoming war, it doesn’t help that most the talk is spoken in an alien language
A scout takes interest in the Phantom and decides to approach, as he gets closer the rooms begins to get quieter and quieter again
Loyalist Scout: Who are you? what are you doing in here??