Inside the Tier 2 Iron Mine.
The smoke from the gunfire had not yet fully cleared.
The bodies of Rock Lizards lay scattered throughout the mining area.
Leo was in no hurry to leave.
He immediately opened his resource panel.
[Gold Coins: 6,000]
[Iron Ore: 1,657]
[Wood: 550]
[Food: 1,620]
[Mercury: 140]
[Crystal: 144]
[Sulfur: 144]
[Gems: 150]
Six thousand Gold Coins!
Plus a massive amount of advanced resources from the world’s first capture reward.
This was definitely a huge fortune on the very first day of the server launch.
Leo glanced at the Tier 2 Iron Mine in the distance.
Leaving these resources sitting in the warehouse served no purpose.
Only by turning them into troops and buildings could they truly become real power.
Leo naturally understood the logic of not draining the pond to catch all the fish.
Right now, Galaxy had just launched its servers.
Everyone was competing.
First captures.
Resource points.
Wild monster camps.
Leaderboards.
Being one step ahead now might mean staying ahead every step of the way!
Hoarding resources and developing slowly at a time like this was actually wasting the opportunity.
“Heaven is helping me.”
“Then let’s press on without stopping!”
Leo opened the Auction House directly.
Right now, what he needed most were Wood and Iron Ore.
Many players had just finished the tutorial stage, so they did not have many resources on hand.
But the sheer number of players was vast enough.
Batch after batch of Wood and Iron Ore were listed, and Leo bought them all up instantly.
[Spent Gold Coins: 900]
[Obtained Wood: 1,000]
[Obtained Iron Ore: 800]
With the resources in hand, Leo immediately opened his main base menu.
[Imperial Frontline Command!]
[Current Tier: 2]
[Resources Required to Upgrade to Tier 3]
[Gold Coins: 1,500]
[Iron Ore: 1,000]
[Wood: 1,500]
[Food: 500]
[Mercury: 20]
[Crystal: 20]
[Sulfur: 20]
[Gems: 20]
[Construction Time: 360 Minutes]
“Upgrade!”
Ding!
[Resources successfully deducted!]
[Imperial Frontline Command upgrade initiated!]
[Time Remaining: 359 minutes 59 seconds]
With the base upgrade underway, Leo turned to look at the Tier 2 Iron Mine.
After capturing a resource node like this, it would not simply produce resources on its own.
He still needed to assign subjects to mine it.
“Transfer a group of peasants over.”
“Also…”
Leo looked at the Steel Legion squad.
“Leave twenty men behind to guard the mining area.”
“Yes!”
Twenty Armageddon Steel Legion soldiers immediately stepped forward.
The wild monsters near the Tier 2 Iron Mine had all been cleared out.
Leaving twenty men behind was enough to handle general situations.
As for the subjects, after the message reached the territory, people soon rushed over to the location.
Meanwhile, beside the Tier 1 Gold Mine in the territory, several peasants who had been swinging pickaxes suddenly stopped what they were doing.
A group of laborers newly produced by the Imperial Frontline Command was passing by.
They were subjects just the same, but no matter how one looked at them, something seemed different.
They wore hard helmets on their heads and durable overalls on their bodies.
The tools in their hands were even stranger:
Cutters,
mechanical drills,
and other things the peasants could not name at all.
The few peasants exchanged glances, then looked down at the pickaxes in their own hands.
They fell silent.
Old John stared at them for a long while before speaking.
“We’re all peasants.”
“Why are their tools so much better than ours?”
No one answered him.
The newly arrived laborers had already headed toward the Level 2 Iron Mine.
…
After setting up the mining area, Leo reopened the Armageddon Steel Legion War Fortress interface.
The Level 2 main base had unlocked production permissions for a new troop type.
[Tier 2 Unit]
[Political Commissar]
This time, Leo was no longer short on Gold Coins.
And he had already decided to build up his forces directly!
Currently, the Steel Legion had eighty ordinary infantrymen and ten Grenadiers.
Twenty of the ordinary infantrymen were staying behind to guard the Level 2 Iron Mine.
To bring the ordinary infantry for the upcoming expedition up to five hundred, he needed four hundred and forty more!
“Recruit!”
[Armageddon Steel Legion Infantry Squad × 44]
Four hundred and forty men!
[Spent Gold Coins: 1,760]
[Spent Iron Ore: 880]
[Spent Food: 880]
He wasn’t done yet.
[Grenadier Squad × 4]
Twenty Grenadiers!
[Spent Gold Coins: 320]
[Spent Iron Ore: 320]
[Spent Food: 40]
Finally, Leo looked at the newly unlocked Political Commissar.
[Political Commissar]
[Tier: 2]
[Quality: Common]
[Recruitment Price: 60 Gold Coins, 50 Iron Ore, 10 Food]
“Five.”
[Recruitment Complete!]
[Spent Gold Coins: 300]
[Spent Iron Ore: 250]
[Spent Food: 50]
The heavy doors of the War Fortress opened one after another.
Squad after squad of Steel Legion soldiers marched out.
Their combat boots stomped against the ground in a heavy, orderly rhythm.
Four hundred and forty new Steel Legion Infantry,
twenty Grenadiers,
and five Political Commissars!
A force that originally had only ninety men expanded rapidly in a short span of time!
Leo checked his resources once more.
[Gold Coins: 720]
[Iron Ore: 7]
[Wood: 50]
[Food: 150]
[Mercury: 120]
[Crystal: 124]
[Sulfur: 124]
[Gems: 130]
Almost entirely drained!
Especially the Iron Ore—
only 7 units remained!
Yet Leo did not feel a shred of regret.
The warehouse was empty, but in exchange, he now had a Steel Legion that was truly taking shape!
What’s more, behind him was now a Tier 2 Iron Mine, while the Tier 1 Gold Mine back in his territory was producing continuously.
As long as he captured that Gold Coin resource node to the south, all these investments would be earned back in no time!
This was what it meant to sustain war through war!
Leo looked toward the south.
The scouts had reported that the guards were extremely strong—Tier 4!
“Assemble!”
Twenty minutes later, two hundred meters outside the Gold Mine, on a grassy field, five hundred Armageddon Steel Legion infantrymen stood in a neat formation.
Thirty Grenadiers stood on both flanks of the army.
Five ordinary Political Commissars were stationed at different positions.
At the very front was Sebastian Yarrick!
Over five hundred men stood in formation, their ranks straight as a wall forged from steel.
Directly ahead of them was the Gold Coin resource node.
A large amount of golden-yellow ore protruded from the exposed rock strata.
The monsters guarding the mining area were:
One hundred Tier 4 Centaur Battlewalkers!
Over two hundred Tier 3 Centaur Archers!
Centaurs—
one of the nomadic races in Galaxy, naturally possessing immense mobility.
Centaur Archers in particular were fast, had long ranges, and were capable of firing while moving.
In his past life, many lords who used Centaur troop types were the opponents that wild-hunting players least wanted to encounter.
You couldn’t catch them, and you couldn’t run away.
Once you became entangled with them, you were likely to be slowly bled to death.
As for the Tier 4 Centaur Battlewalkers, they were heavy units among the Centaur race.
Their massive, half-human, half-horse bodies were covered in thick armor.
Once they completed a mass charge, on a cold-weapon battlefield, they were war beasts capable of smashing straight through infantry lines!
One hundred Battlewalkers and over two hundred Centaur Archers.
A lineup like this was enough to make most players a week into the server take a detour.
Unfortunately, what they were facing today was no ordinary player.
Yarrick stood at the very front of the formation, holding his Storm Bolter in his hand.
His crimson bionic eye swept across all the soldiers.
Five Political Commissars stood behind him.
Old Bale Eye slowly raised his Power Claw.
“Soldiers of Armageddon!”
Hundreds of pairs of eyes turned forward simultaneously.
Yarrick’s voice suddenly rose:
“Show these xenos!”
“What real war is!”
Over five hundred soldiers straightened up at the same time.
“For the Emperor!”
“For the glory of Armageddon!”
Their roars shook the wilderness.
“Kill them all!”