Hanks and Lawrence had barely exchanged greetings at their first meeting before they began discussing the military situation.
After spending three hours explaining the desperate state of the Euronia System, Hanks grew agitated and complained about why the Space Marines, the Emperor's angels, had arrived so late.
"We reached the Euronia System as quickly as we could. When we emerged from the Warp, we checked the time. We were two weeks ahead of schedule." Lawrence naturally refused to accept Hanks's complaints. They had always been proactive about striking at xenos.
"According to the Departmento Munitorum's plans, we should have found a world in the process of being fortified. A Forge Hive City under construction, Astra Militarum regiments deployed across the planet, and a powerful Imperial Navy fleet in orbit."
"And what do I see now? Xenos, heretics, traitors, and daemons running rampant on an Imperial world. A disintegrating Astra Militarum regiment and a battered Imperial Navy fleet. This is nothing like what the plans described."
Lawrence angrily slammed his fist into the armrest and roared, "The Tyranid fleet has arrived ahead of schedule, too! Why wasn't all this crucial intelligence reported to the Departmento Munitorum? These things don't appear out of thin air. There must have been warning signs!"
"Where is the Planetary Governor? I want him to explain the current situation and take responsibility!"
Furious at the corruption and incompetence of Imperial officials, Lawrence wanted to shoot the planet's governor on the spot. Whether he had done it deliberately or unwittingly, he bore the primary responsibility.
Hanks fell silent for a moment, then said gravely, his expression stern, "Governor Cornwall has already fallen. Heretical corruption spread through his Planetary Defense Force. He left documents in his office proving that he had discovered the corruption and intended to lead his