"Yes, carrying so many mechs is so that when one is damaged, its pilot can immediately switch to a new one." Nack gave Marshall's shocked question an affirmative answer.
Hearing Nack's words, Marshall's face filled with astonishment. His voice trembled as he said, "How is that possible? This is simply unbelievable! You actually prepared so many spare mechs..."
Marshall murmured to himself, "It's too incredible."
Marshall was completely thrown into disarray. In the Conard Family, pilots waited for their mechs. Behind every Knight mech stood anywhere from several to over a dozen reserve members.
When a mech pilot died in fierce combat, as long as the mech could still continue fighting, a new pilot would immediately take control of the damaged mech and return to battle.
Of course, some outstanding mech pilots would be rejected by irritable machine spirits that were unwilling to cooperate with them. In such cases, the Conard Family could only replace them with more suitable pilots.
Even severely damaged mechs were incomparably precious. The Conard Family would take them to Forge Worlds with which they had good relations and have them repaired by the Adeptus Mechanicus.
Naturally, they also had to spend a vast amount of resources in exchange for the aid of high-ranking Tech-Priests. Otherwise, given how rigid and stern those Adeptus Mechanicus people were, they would never spare a glance for a fallen Knight Family.
Seeing Marshall's stunned expression, Nack smiled and comforted him. "You don't need to be so shocked. Once the Conard Galaxy stabilizes, you can bring the talented members of your Conard Family into the mech forces as well, piloting powerful mechs across the battlefield."
Nack's words put Marshall's mind at ease. He understood that only after settling the affairs of the Conard Galaxy could he bring the talented members of