Rylan leaned forward. This was the beauty—and terror—of this new era of warfare. Unlike the old battles, everything here was kinetic. A projectile fired from a cruiser actually traveled through space. He saw a salvo of missiles miss the orbital station, continue on their trajectory, and destroy an asteroid mining facility in the distance.
The silence of the Vornesh Sector was broken not by sound, but by the tearing of space-time.
"Send a message to the home system," he said. "Accelerate the development of the orbital extractors on the colony ships. I don’t care if it risks stability; we need that alloy for the next fleet wave." Grzechy Imperium SЕ‚onecznego II
Sins of a Solar Empire II had promised a war of attrition, but this was becoming a nightmare. "Report," Rylan commanded, his voice raspy.
The battle was not just about fire superiority; it was about the logistics of a living empire. Rylan glanced at his resources. Crystal was running dangerously low. Rylan leaned forward
Rylan didn’t hesitate. "All available bombers, focus on the Vasari heavy cruiser. Use the Sovereign's boarding parties. I want that ship seized."
"Commander!" Anya shouted. "The Vasari are targeting the shipyard! If that goes down, we can’t repair the Kol!" A projectile fired from a cruiser actually traveled
The Sovereign took another hit, the ship shuddering, but it was still standing. The war of the Sun wasn't over yet.