C31

Emperor Can Nil, entered the war room with a sense of urgency. The humans transport spaceships carrying their ground invasion forces finally arrived and it was only a matter of hours before they entered Aix's orbit.

The room was tense, filled with officers from different branches, each responsible for a specific aspect of the defense.

Emperor Can Nil took his position at the head of the table and addressed the team.

"As you all know, the human invasion has escalated beyond anything we anticipated, they've demonstrated that they are hell-bent on destroying my empire and according to my sources their priority target is the imperial bunker that stores our civilizations data bank"

The Emperor's voice resonated with a mix of anger and concern. The assembled officers listened intently, fully aware of the gravity of the situation.

Minister of war the commander of Briaan armed forces, stepped forward.

"Your Eminence, we have prepared our defenses and our hidden anti-air weapons installations and forces are ready to intercept the human dropship and drop pods as they enter our atmosphere, our advanced weaponry and numbers should be more than sufficient to handle their ground invasion forces."

Emperor Can Nil nodded, acknowledging ministers of war assurance.

"Good. I want you to arrange a team that will destroy the databank in case the royal guards are overrun, that data bank holds the key to our empire's history and secrets and I'll be damned if I let those cockroaches have it!"

Admiral Fendix, in charge of the Briaan navy, added.

"My emperor I already started recalling the nearest fleets from the frontline, as long as we can hold out for a year 4 battle hardened fleets will be here my emperor"

Emperor Can Nil looked at Admiral Fendix and voiced his acknowledgment.

"Understood"

Commander Tunkij, head of the royal guard's batalion which was entirely comprised of level-one psionics, spoke up with a steely determination in her eyes.

"Your Eminence, our elite guards are ready to defend the imperial bunker with their lives. We have trained extensively for this moment, and we will not let the invaders breach our defenses."

Emperor Can Nil nodded, impressed by Commander Tunkij's unwavering loyalty.

"Very well, Commander. The protection of the imperial bunker is in your hands. Make sure to coordinate with the Minister of War's team to ensure the data bank's destruction if necessary."

The Emperor gathered his thoughts and addressed the entire room with an air of determination.

"My fellow Briaans, we face an unprecedented threat from the human invaders. But we are a proud and strong civilization, and we will not bow down to those cockroaches. We will defend our empire, our culture, and our very existence!"

The officers in the room rallied behind their Emperor, united in their resolve to protect their homeworld from the impending invasion. The minutes ticked away as they finalized their defense strategies, deployed troops, and readied their forces.

...

Inside the Einherjars war room, the atmosphere was equally tense. The UNOE were finalizing their invasion plans for Aix, a formidable opponent with advanced technology and powerful defenses. General Hana stood before the room full of officers, her eyes reflecting determination and a sense of responsibility.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we stand on the brink of an historic event. The invasion of Aix is a critical step in securing a future for humanity among the stars. Our intelligence indicates that the Briaans are well-prepared and will not back down easily."

"The bloodbath on Alpha Centaury is child's play compared to the fighting that will ensue on Aix, but we've been killing each other for thousands of years so no matter what we will come out victorious no matter how much we have to pay!"f

The room filled with nods of agreement and encouragement. General Hana continued.

"Our primary objective is to capture the imperial bunker, which holds the information of all the technological achievements the Briaans had achieved so far, this information is the key to advancing our civilization further"

Hana said only to pause as she looked at me.

"Intell pukes reports suggest that the Briaans might have a battalion composed entirely of level-one psionics in charge of the imperials bunker's defense, that's why the Einherjars ODMT and marine battalion who are the best of the best we have will be the spearhead of the attack"

Hana who already had an understanding of psionic power thanks to Reed's research on the matter and had already informed all the relevant personnel during Dracula's nap said.

Hearing this I couldn't help but furrow my brows because although level one psionic user wasn't that powerful since all they could do was use telepathy and telekinesis that at most could make someone hallucinate or levitate a bolder.

But it was a whole battalion, so I couldn't help but look at Lilith with concern in my eyes, as an almost level 3 psionic I knew psionic user's capabilities better than anyone.

"I'm going too"

I said causing everyone to look at me.

"No!"

Hana immediately voiced out her dissaprovement.

"Why?"

I asked as I felt my emotions and psionic power that was being forcefully suppressed by Reed's drugs ran loose for a second which could be seen by the black lightning crackling in my right eye.

"Because you're a liability, Admiral Von Death"

Hearing this I couldn't help but clench my fists so hard that my nail dug into my skin and the worst part was that she was right.

Seeing that Dracula was about to lose his shit Aurora placed a hand on his shoulder.

I looked up only to see Aurora shaking her head.

"Fine"

I said as I exhaled and leaned into my chair.

Seeing my Draculas submission General Hana said her final words.

"If no one has any questions the Aix invasion starts in T minus 1 hour"

As everyone left I continued to sit in my chair with the aging feeling in my mind that I was going to regret not coming along for the rest of my life only to hear Ares click his tongue.

"Tch! First a Reed and now Blake, it's good to be young"

Ares said while giving me I know everything look.

"Shut it, gramps!"

I barked back causing Ares to start chuckling as he left the war room.

...

"Double time you c*nts! Were orbital dropping 15 minutes!"

Andrew's platoon commander already geared up in his black power armor with round bloodred glowing visors roared as he grabbed his smart modular railgun battle rifle.

F*ck! That b*cth really did it!

Andrew couldn't help but curse as the engineers and technicians put on his power armor on his skintight black suit that looked like muscles without skin covered body that unlike before was now much taller and packed with muscles.

First, his business bankrupted without the support of Aurora's father who was an owner of one of the richest megacorps, then the secret police pulled him from his home and sent him straight toward a lab where he underwent military-grade genetic, cybernetic, and biomechanical augmentations.

And after that followed months of inhuman training which was pure torture as he was pushed towards the braking point each time but at the end of the day broke them.

Andrew's mind raced with a mix of anger, fear, and determination. The memories of his past, the betrayals, and the hardships he endured flashed before him as a mechanical arm lowered his fully enclosed helmet on his head, as he heard his helmet get pressurized the darkness got replaced by his visors camera lens live video feed as his brains AI connected to his power armor.

(Terminator Mark 1 power armor online)

(Initializing operational systems diagnostics)

(Life support green)

(Pressuriztion condition green)

(Shielding error unable to start)

(Armor integrity green)...

As Andrew picked up his laser gattling gun since he was his squad's designated gattling gun operator the system finally finished running its diagnostics.

As Andrews's platoon finished gearing up, they assembled in Einherjars hangar to receive final instructions from their platoon commander. The room hummed with the energy of anticipation, adrenaline, and combat drugs coursing through the soldier's bodies.

Andrew could feel the weight of the power armor on his shoulders, but it also brought a sense of strength and purpose.

The platoon commander's visor glowed brighter as he addressed his soldiers.

"Listen up, jarheads! We are about to drop into enemy territory, and it won't be a walk in the park. The Briaans are all f*cking genetically augmented killing machines, and they will show no mercy, but neither will we! Because were the Enherjars f*cking Death Angels!"

He paused for a moment, looking at each soldier with fierce intensity.

"Remember, we're not just fighting for ourselves. We're fighting for the future of humanity, for our families, for everything we hold dear. No matter the odds, we will not back down. We will fight with everything we've got even if it means fighting to the last man!"

The platoon erupted into unified shouts of determination, their voices echoing within the hangar.

Andrew felt a sense of camaraderie with his fellow soldiers, knowing that they were all in this together, they were no longer just individuals; they were a formidable force, united in their purpose.

The countdown sounded in the hangar through its loudspeakers, and the tension in the hangar escalated.

"Orbital dropping in 60, 59, 58.."

Hearing this the platoon commander shouted.

"Strap in!"

The platoon scattered and ran to their assigned dropship whose ion engines were already gushing out with green ion beams.

As Andrew sat down into his crash seat he felt his two hearts pound in his chest, his mind focused on the mission ahead. He felt the combat drugs coursing through his enhanced body, pushing him beyond his previous limits.

"5... 4... 3... 2... 1... Drop! Drop! Drop!"

In an instant, the floor beneath Andrew's dropship gave way, and the dropship got caught by Aix's gravity, hundreds of dropship and rop pods hurtled through the atmosphere toward the surface of Aix.