718.M41, the Maelstrom Zone, Badab Primus, the Astral Claws Chapter Master's lounge.
Huron looked at the double-headed eagle and skull decorations on the wall, sincerely hoping he was having a dream.
The previous second he was still at home playing Hearts of Iron IV, running the console and entering all the cheats before drawing a battleline to steamroll the whole world and enjoying the fun of a painting game.
As a result, the moment he closed and opened his eyes, he had transmigrated into Lufgt Huron.
The Astral Claws Chapter Master, the Tyrant of Badab, the Red Corsairs Chaos Warband Lord.
An ambitious fellow who wanted to carve up territory and declare himself king, only to be beaten by a dozen Chapters in a group brawl less than two hundred years later and flee in disarray to the depths of the Maelstrom.
Furthermore, this bastard had already pacified the rebellion on Badab Primus and seized the opportunity to announce himself as the Governor of the Badab Sector, leaving him just short of withholding taxes and building a private army to officially and properly rebel.
At the mere thought of the original body's memories and his own understanding of the future, Huron felt that his prospects were pitch dark.
Even if he were to honestly reform and behave himself now and forgo the Badab War, the Great Rift would still unfold in less than three hundred years.
By then, as the second largest Warp Rift, the Maelstrom would still spawn a bunch of Chaos warbands, and he would still get beaten up in a group brawl all over again.
Not to mention that the other two Chapters of the Maelstrom Wardens, the Lamenters and the Mantis Warriors, were dirt poor one after another.
I'm afraid that before the Empire's reinforcements even arrived, the three of them would be done for.
Facing a situation where there were wolves in front and tigers behind, and with bad luck even a tyrannosaurus like the Black Legion, Huron could only sigh over and over.
God-Emperor, are you already so desperate for people that you take anyone? You expect me, someone who has to open the console even to play Hearts of Iron IV, to hold the line and endure pressure?
Give me some hacks, give me some hacks... Huron sat in the metal chair as if corrupted by Chaos, muttering incessantly.
He had no other moves left; no matter how ambitious the original Huron was, he was at least a military prodigy who beat the various Xenos and heretics of the Maelstrom Zone into howling in pain.
Now replaced by a scrub who only knew how to F2A and draw line steamrolls, without hacks he might as well commit suicide early to avoid harming anyone else.
Suddenly, Huron's vision flickered a few times, and a translucent panel immediately appeared.
Political Points: 200 National Focus Slot: 1 Decision: None Civilian Factories: 13 Military Factories: 12 Shipyards: 3
Below was a long string of data, such as stability, war support, manpower reserves, army size... Huron gave it a quick scan and roughly understood.
This was a system much like Hearts of Iron IV, with the biggest difference being that the research system was chopped off, making it impossible to steadily climb down the technology tree. Production blueprints could only be researched and designed by oneself or purchased from other factions.
Meanwhile, the factories and shipyards were an abstraction of the productivity of the forces under Huron's command, serving as true void factories that took up no space and consumed no resources.
Aside from that, functions like taking a national policy, opening decisions, and rapidly training troops had no major changes.
Not bad, at least I didn't transmigrate with a blank slate.
Huron breathed a sigh of relief, then immediately opened the military factory production line.
Everything else could wait, but military industry was his foundation for survival.
Fortunately, as an old-established Chapter with a long heritage and even wealthy enough to spin off three successor Chapters, the Astral Claws possessed a massive amount of production blueprints.
For power armour, there were four types: the Mk5 Heresy-pattern, Mk6 Corvus-pattern, Mk7 Aquila-pattern, and Mk8 Errant-pattern, basically covering all easy-to-use and easy-to-produce power armour models.
As for weapons, there were production blueprints for various patterns of bolters and bolts, melta rifles, as well as multiple chain weapons and power swords.
There were even production blueprints for Cataphractii Terminator armour!
Unfortunately, although they had production blueprints, the Astral Claws had never possessed a true homeworld previously, instead using an orbital space station of Badab Primus as their monastery, which kept them poor.
Especially since the Astral Claws suffered a crushing defeat in their 715 campaign hunting down the Ork Warlord, with even the Chapter Master being killed by the warlord Waka Barbeque, which made the already impoverished Chapter's situation even worse.
Even after three years of recovery, the Chapter only had about 700 battle-brothers, and that was even counting "non-combat personnel" like apothecaries and techmarines.
Looking at the abundant blueprints, Huron did not hesitate, directly allocating 10 military factories to the Mk7 Aquila-pattern.
A single military factory could produce 1 set of Aquila-pattern armour per day, directly pushing production capacity to 10 sets of power armour per day.
Huron allocated the remaining two military factories respectively to Mk3 bolters and bolt ammunition, scaling their output to 10 guns per day and 3k rounds of bolts per day.
Looking at the production capacity on the panel, Huron could not help but reveal a smile. Not only would basic equipment no longer be lacking, but there would even be a surplus to bribe the Lamenters and the Mantis Warriors.
Especially the Mantis Warriors; according to Huron's memories, they were already so poor that everyone wore "patchwork armour", and it was so old-fashioned it could count as a holy relic. Even basic supplies like bolters and bolts had to be meticulously calculated.
However, seeing the Mk3 bolter, Huron still could not quite keep a straight face.
This thing was the mainstream bolter designed and manufactured by the Astral Claws themselves during the later Badab War period. Yet now, Huron had only been Chapter Master for a few years, and this thing was already researched.
One could only say that ambition-wise, Huron and indeed the entire Astral Claws Chapter could not be underestimated.
Still, this was a good thing for the current Huron, because it meant the Astral Claws possessed their own internal research institutions capable of researching and designing some basic equipment, rather than having to rely solely on trading with others for production blueprints.
Having settled the military industry, Huron opened the national policy interface, preparing to check its contents.
Then Huron discovered that there was no national policy tree in the interface as he had imagined; there was only a lonely national policy slot, and specific national policies were generated according to his "needs".
For example, when he wanted to strengthen the Chapter's strength and leaned in that direction, specific national policies appeared in the national policy slot, such as "Ease relations with the Council of High Lords", "Deepen cooperation with the Adeptus Mechanicus", "Reassert the leadership position of the Maelstrom Wardens", "Seek cooperation with the Aeldari", and so on.
The first national policy was gifted freely by the system and did not require waiting for a time progress bar, so Huron carefully pondered his specific needs.
Although the primary goal was definitely to strengthen the Chapter's strength, those previous national policies could not satisfy his needs.
Compared to cooperating or acting as a dog for others, Huron felt that strengthening himself was the most cost-effective path.
Thus, Huron pondered for a moment and chose the national policy titled "Enhance Chapter Strength".
Enhance Chapter Strength (450/450) Introduction: The failure of the battle against the Ork Warlord proved that the Codex Astartes is no longer applicable to our current situation. To better fight against the Enemy of Humanity, we need a more powerful combat model. Effects: Grants 100 Political Points, unlocks a series of related decisions.
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