Zane, You Set Us Up!

Chaos was busily preparing a plan to launch a surprise attack on the Imperial Hive City in two days. The Imperial Navy facing them had also sensed the surging currents beneath the seemingly calm waters.

Cedric Hamilton was the Fleet Commander of the Imperial Navy force defending the Hive City, and a battle-hardened, experienced General.

The commander's hair and beard were white, but he was still full of energy. His sunken eye sockets were bloodshot, yet he remained hunched over his desk, analyzing intelligence on Chaos.

He hadn't slept in days. He had poured his heart and soul into holding off the Chaos Fleet, doing everything he could just to keep it beyond the Hive City's orbital perimeter.

But the Chaos Fleet had been acting very strangely these past few days!

Before, the Chaos Fleet had seemed methodical and cautious, advancing step by step and repeatedly laying traps that had cost the Imperial Navy dearly and left its defensive lines on the verge of collapse. But over the past few days, the Chaos Fleet's behavior had become so baffling that even a battle-hardened, experienced General like him couldn't make sense of it.

The Chaos Fleet had abandoned its usual cautious, methodical approach and suddenly turned vicious. They charged toward a particular location without a care for the consequences, as if they had run out of patience and gone mad, desperate to tear through the defensive lines set up by the Imperial Navy and the Astra Militarum.

And the result was that he had surrounded and wiped out the Chaos forces with ease!

Cedric couldn't understand it.

No matter how hard he racked his brains, he couldn't figure out why the Chaos Fleet had acted that way. Could they be plotting another scheme?!

Whenever he thought about it, Cedric couldn't sleep.