Exploring the World

Inside Crimson Typhoon's comms channel, everything had changed.

As the elder's voice and explanation came through the other end of the line, the Wei Brothers exchanged confused glances. Their empathic link flickered for a moment.

"Please rest assured. We will do it. After all, we are also Huaxia people."

"Thank you, young comrade!"

With the comms closed, the public channel finally returned to normal.

Stark Pentecost immediately questioned sternly, "Report the situation immediately. What exactly happened just now? And why was there such a large fluctuation in your empathic link?"

"It's nothing, sir. We were just interfered with by a nuclear explosion's electromagnetic pulse. After the comms went down, we panicked for a moment, which caused the fluctuation in our empathic link, sir."

This perfunctory answer instantly forged a tacit understanding between the Wei Brothers. However, Stark Pentecost and everyone else in the Shattered Dome Base command center could tell it was an excuse.

Stark Pentecost didn't dwell on the loopholes in their words. He took a deep breath and said, "Prepare for immediate deployment at the nearest location. We will eliminate the kaiju together once Cherno Alpha and Eureka Striker arrive."

"Understood!"

The steel cable clasps of the transport aircraft released, and Crimson Typhoon's thousand tons of weight slammed onto the ground.

Dust billowed up, obscuring everyone's vision. The specialized road, capable of carrying tanks, was directly imprinted with two massive footprints by the impact. The moist, brown earth beneath was churned up and sprayed outwards like a fountain.

"Civilians, please evacuate immediately. This area will now be under the control of the Pan-Pacific Defense Corps - Jaeger Crimson Typhoon. Pilots: Wei Brothers. Verification code..."

Below, the Self-Defense Forces and American soldiers, who had been subtly confronting each other, exchanged bewildered glances.

But in the next second, the leaders of their respective units received a message from above.

"We apologize. Our military orders are to hold this position and not retreat. We ask for your understanding."

The Wei Brothers were stunned. This was the first time in their careers that the local military had refused their request after they deployed their Jaeger.

"We have received confirmed intelligence that two Category 4 kaiju are heading this way. Your presence here is minimal. Please evacuate immediately to avoid unnecessary casualties."

Upon hearing this, the soldiers below erupted in an uproar. However, the officers calmly suppressed them.

"Sorry, military orders are absolute!"

The Wei Brothers found the situation a bit tricky. Although they were triplets, they weren't very old. Coupled with their lifelong training in the Jaeger academy and constant drills within the base, their ability to handle such issues was very limited.

"Sir! We've notified the local troops, but they've refused our request for them to retreat."

Stark Pentecost knew exactly what these people were thinking. Those politicians, who became excited like rabid dogs at the sight of profit, were now showing their true colors.

"Crimson Typhoon."

"Yes, sir!"

"Just issue the notification. You will proceed according to the plan."

"Yes, sir!"

Crimson Typhoon ignored everything else. It took a large step forward. Amidst the fearful and awestruck gazes of the soldiers, it strode past their positions and onto the ground not far away. The earth-shattering stomp caused the soldiers inside tanks and armored vehicles to tremble uncontrollably.

They had no doubt that if there was even a slight error in the neural connection, that towering steel foot could crush them and their heavy tanks into metal pancakes.

The commander's face was grim, as they knew what this meant. Striding over their heads was an insult. At the same time, the heavy stomp upon landing was a threat to keep them in line.

"Fuck!"

"Baga Yalu!"

At this moment, all the Blood Angels had broken out of the encirclement, but they all looked up at the tall, crimson Jaeger.

Quan Tiehua's mind was a mess. He didn't know what to say.

"The Pan-Pacific world!"

"What?"

His subconscious mumble was clearly heard by his brothers on the comms.

"This is another world. I suspect we entered through a Warp anomaly. I've dreamt of this world before. I never thought it would come true."

To be honest, the Astartes were amazing. They could lie without blushing, their hearts skipping a beat, or their breath catching.

"Brother, this is a prophecy granted to you by the Emperor."

"The Emperor protects," Quan Tiehua replied somewhat perfunctorily, then continued his explanation. "This world is being coveted by some xenos. They..."

Quan Tiehua changed some of the opening and key information, but explained all the basic details to his brothers verbatim.

"These damned, never-ending xenos."

"Look on the bright side, brother. This world can be considered a perfect combination of a garden world and an industrial world, especially their... uh... Titan Mechs?" As he spoke, Quan Tiehua pointed at the Crimson Typhoon in the distance, unsure how to explain the mech.

"Perhaps we can acquire the useful technology from this world and absorb what is beneficial to us."

"Good suggestion."

"Therefore, I hope that everyone will not have too many preconceived notions about things they encounter. Some situations here may be very different from the Imperium."

"Then we should reclaim this precious world for the Emperor."

"..."

"And then what? Send a greedy governor to mess up this world? Ha, my brother, setting aside whether we can even reclaim this world, after we leave, we might not even be able to find it again. So reclaiming it doesn't serve much purpose." Quan Tiehua chuckled and shook his head at the words.

"Right now, the most important thing for us is to leave here." As he spoke, Quan Tiehua pointed to the sky. "The humans of this world, although their technology doesn't compare to the Imperium's, their application methods and concepts for some technologies are indeed more advanced than those of the Imperium's Adeptus Mechanicus. For example, above us, in orbit, there are countless detection devices observing and monitoring us around the clock. Everything we do is clearly visible to them. Some professional-grade military satellites can even clearly distinguish the movements of a person's lips when they speak, thereby determining what that person said."

The Blood Angels couldn't help but exchange glances. To be honest, such detection equipment, in the Imperium, besides those annoying assassins and the Adeptus Mechanicus who hoard so many good things, not many organizations would possess it, right?

For example, their Chapter also had satellites, but those were only used during temporary combat operations and had to be recovered afterward.

And they were barely sufficient for locking onto groups and extreme individuals. Unlike the satellites of this world, which could even lock on with meter-level or even sub-meter-level precision.

Especially the response speed. For the Imperium, response speed requires several hours. But here, their response speed is a matter of minutes or even seconds.

This is absolutely something the Adeptus Mechanicus can't catch up to, no matter how hard they try!