These pirates were basically a scattered rabble, each fighting for themselves.
The ones who ran were all trash.
There was basically no chance they would truly fight regular troops over some insignificant settlement.
At worst, they could just find a new settlement. The universe was so vast—surely they couldn't be so overbearing as to deny pirates a place to survive everywhere!
The ones who stayed were the real few gems sifted from the sand.
This was also what they needed to learn from the White Temple warriors.
Hunting and counter-hunting.
They could treat it as training for hide-and-seek.
On many battlefields, it was not just about basic combat. They also had to distinguish who they were fighting, understand their weaknesses, and know how they fought. Only when they understood their enemy better than the enemy understood themselves could they win every battle.
They still had much to learn on the battlefield.
The Space Marines attached to the Gamma World expeditionary force swiftly drove out the pirate groups entrenched on Gamma World. Though they encountered some resistance in the process, they ultimately destroyed this force that had occupied the area for so long.
"So pathetic."
"I thought it would be a real battle."
"If they could've claimed even a bit of territory, they wouldn't have ended up as pirates."
It was precisely because they could not claim territory or defend their own homes that they became pirates, drifting from place to place.
So it was better for others to wander than for themselves to wander.
Learn from the mistakes of those before you.
After driving out these pirates,
it was time to clean up the battlefield.
The combat mechs carried some of Gamma World's few Warp Distortion Detectors, scanning the surrounding Warp energy.
In space, they also deployed galaxy-scale Warp Distortion