It was ostensibly a test of their tactical abilities.
They could not always rely on past experience. They had to formulate the most precise tactics based on present circumstances; only then could they improve.
[Application denied.] [Denied.]
"Boss Angel, stop pressing it. Those guys have broken up into scattered units again and gone into hiding!"
Where had those guys learned such tactics? They were exactly like the biker gangs under the primarch Jaghatai Khan.
"My lord, a new mission has been issued. Lord Cisrain has given new orders. New soldiers will be there to receive you, and then you will return to the Imperium."
"Return to the Imperium?"
Weren't they already in the Imperium? Which Imperium were they supposed to return to?
The others slowly explained it to Boss Angel. Besides Gamma World, there was another Imperium. At this point in time, they needed him to make a trip back there, most likely for cooperation.
Gamma World and the Imperium had some cooperative arrangements. Recently, the Regent of the Imperium had requested aid from Gamma World's World Lord, but no soldiers had ultimately been dispatched to join the relief effort.
But because of the Necrons, the Imperium now needed to contend with them, while Cisrain also needed the Imperium to restrain the revival of the Necron dynasties. Though Cisrain had an agreement with the Necron dynasties.
To every race, though, all kinds of agreements were really just bullshit.
As long as their strength increased.
Any agreement would be worth less the next day than toilet paper in an outhouse.
So Cisrain had never trusted agreements with others. He only trusted the power held in his own hands.
Now, by distributing some of the forces at hand, he would still possess enough strength to pin down his