Although the howling typhoon and torrential rain continued, ground crews and soldiers from the SCV engineering teams were still hard at work in and around the mining base, braving the storm.
Compared with the ordinary ground crew, who had almost no protection, the various war machines fared much better. At least they didn't have to worry about the wind and rain. As long as their engines were roaring, they could move and fight without restraint. A little wind and rain didn't faze them at all.
Just look.
In the storm, row after row of freshly built Siege Tanks that had completed emergency training, Hellions, swarms of Widow Mines, Hurricane missile vehicles, and massive Thor Battlemechs were being maintained and directed by the ground crews as they rolled out of the base in orderly fashion. Braving the howling wind and rain, they carried Marines clad in CMC Powered Combat Suits toward the battlefield, full of fighting spirit.
As for the sky, well, that was another matter entirely.
Ever since the typhoon began, and ever since the base decided to take advantage of it and launch a major counterattack against the converging Warp Daemons, the base's aircraft of every type and its swarms of transport ships had hardly stopped flying.
They kept taking off and launching sorties at high intensity, braving the storm. Some pilots had even been fighting for over twenty hours straight. They didn't care that the typhoon was so fierce it had repeatedly flipped aircraft onto the ground just as they were preparing to take off or land, causing all sorts of unnecessary equipment losses.
Because the typhoon would stop in a day.
Before it did, the base had to crush the incoming enemies—the gathering Warp Daemons—once and for all. It was a strategic objective and combat mission that