Watching You, and You Wouldn't Even Know You Were Being Watched

Whenever the Empire conducted a military operation, the Minion Army followed the Imperial main force and operated in coordination with it. At first, they were directly ordered by the Supreme Command and commanded by the leaders of their respective worlds. Now, however, they were centrally deployed by the Integration Department, greatly optimizing command efficiency and troop allocation for every mission.

The Minion Army's composition was incredibly complex. Even after being reorganized by the Integration Department, it still contained nearly a hundred troop types. This was due to the vastly different combat methods of the various races, which naturally created problems with unit coordination. Azeroth dragons were suited to atmospheric air combat, but they refused to take off alongside the Civilization Community's Robiyo Fighters because they couldn't stand the strange smell of their engines. Tauren Machine Gunners worked wonderfully with Dark Templars, but coordinating with Christianity's Red Guard was regrettable: the latter's red capes increased brawls in the barracks by at least fifty percent. Therefore, after every war mobilization order was issued, it took planning to decide which race to deploy, which world would go to the front lines, and which would handle logistics. This time, we decided to put the Pan-Galactic Civilization Community's mixed fleet and a small number of Atlantis artificial gods on combat readiness status—whether they would actually enter the battlefield depended on the circumstances. The main purpose was to see how these two new forces operated within this massive war machine, especially the Atlantis artificial gods. Sandora and I both had high hopes for these superhumans created by the Old Empire, who could box head-on with the Imperial regular army.

Current location: Empire Admiral, bridge.

In the blink of an eye, this enormous interstellar warship had accompanied me for several years and endured the trials of several