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Chapter 578 Retirement

The word retirement felt surreal to Taylor; he was no longer a soldier, and his war was over.

The empire is now experiencing a long period of peace, which is almost a miracle, or a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Soldiers like Taylor also have their own vacation. Of course, most soldiers are not dismissed like him. The decision on retirement is more based on Taylor's own request.

He can now really enjoy his own life, withdraw from the complicated war and deal with his own affairs.

Of course, Taylor didn't have much of his own to do. He was almost alone, didn't need to take care of others, and didn't have anything to do.

His war was over, and a feeling of loneliness crept up on him.

Taylor is now on vacation in Paradise World, an ocean world with warm monsoons and delicious seafood. Various fruits and nuts can grow easily in the tropical climate.

He was lying on the beach at the moment, hiding from the sunlight with a parasol. He was bored and took a coconut to suck the sweet coconut juice inside, then yawned.

It was a very comfortable day. Taylor was looking at his brothers playing in the distance.

Brother Roland and Ms. Katie were busy fishing on the shore dock. Ms. Krieger was in charge of the autopsy, and Miss Lightling began to try to make soup with the fish she caught.

The psychic lady was thinking about other things, maybe a wedding? Who knows.

Taylor now couldn't believe that he had done those things, such as completely driving Chaos out of his sight.

Of course, his office tasks did not stop, regarding the production of the three worlds of Skadi, namely the assets of Kamaz, Skadi No. 1 and Skadi No. 2.

Let’s put it this way, his brothers retired with him, but they didn’t lose their jobs.

The Damocles Fleet and its brothers were transformed into professional armies similar to the Skadi, namely planetary guards.

Of course, these three worlds are also special tax-free worlds, because considering the resources they provided in the previous war, they are enough for them to submit 11 taxes countless times.

Secondly, in the most difficult part of the empire, these three worlds almost maintain all the resource needs of the entire empire.

This alone is enough to give them privileges.

Then there's the matter of Taylor's relationship with Guilliman, and he has a backdoor.

Secondly, during this period, Mars also entrusted the task of producing new types of warships to Skadi II. Obviously, Mr. Kaul also spent a lot of manpower and material resources behind this.

In general, it’s about connections.

Of course, this is also for future development, but Taylor is now half a hands-off boss and has no right to say much.

Thinking of this, Taylor stood up and prepared to taste the coconut fish soup that Sister Lightlin had just made. It was piping hot and sweet, with the sweetness and umami of the seafood mixed with the rich coconut milk.

To be honest, it doesn't go well with rice, and it's not suitable as food for a soldier during war...

At this moment, Taylor remembered that he had been a soldier for too long, so he needed to do and think about everything in a military way.

Of course, he didn't have PTSD, or post-traumatic stress disorder, which was a blessing in disguise.

He couldn't help but sigh, after all, he had already invested too much time in the war.

Taylor put down his bowl and chopsticks at this moment because he had no appetite. What happened next was about the Titanium immigration.

That's right, he came to this ocean world to arrange those Titans who had made contributions in the war. The gravity of this world is lower and more like their home planet.

Secondly, the marine environment is suitable for their lives, and this is the dark side area of the former empire. The original indigenous people here have all disappeared due to the war.

What is left behind is a pile of ruins and worrying and shocking damage to the natural environment, but even so, it is still a beautiful garden world.

Taylor spent money to buy this place, gained the empire's recognition of development, and finally migrated the Titan people here on a large scale.

The next are the greenskins. Those guys prefer to be mercenaries, so Taylor let them enter the environment within the empire.

They are now one of the best mercenary groups in the Empire. Of course, the money they earn is useless and basically goes to Taylor, and they only need teeth. It can be said that this is a considerable income and can also alleviate the poor fighting desire of the greenskins.

Now it seems that he has arranged the biggest trouble, which is the whereabouts of those aliens.

He rubbed his head and sighed that he had done something really big.

Taylor smiled. "These days are finally comfortable. No night-time bombardments or nightmare-like wars. For the Emperor's sake!"

At this point, Krieg said, "Boss, a swarm of Zerg has appeared near the Skadi sector!"

The psychic girl said, "I predicted that Abaddon's fleet might appear..."

Then the portable Cawl clone called out.

"The Bone Crusher is coming!"

Said the Tau.

"Vision will launch an expedition!"

The Eldar girl ran out and shouted.

"A Dark Eldar Archon has been spotted. Lord Guilliman requires backup!"

A signal came from the Undead's crystal communicator.

"An out-of-control dynasty lies within your reach, my friend! I, Settra, warn you, stay away!"

Taylor's head hurts at this moment.

Obviously the war is not over, and the so-called boomerang came too quickly.

He was still nagging to Guilliman some time ago, and his promised retirement life was now completely broken.

And what else can the emperor do with his old self in power?
Fortunately, he had not yet sent his warships to the scrap yard, nor had he been so bold as to disband his army.

O Emperor, O Primarch!
Taylor couldn't help but sigh.

"Well, how many of those green guys can be called back?"

"How many troops can we mobilize?"

"Go ask Setra for more detailed information. Let's deal with those guys inside this star zone first."

"Let me think about it. To deal with a Necronomicon dynasty, we need those special emps, and then weapons and equipment powerful enough to break their armor, as well as weapons and equipment for fighting living metal."

"Send us enough armor-piercing rounds and use heavy firepower to deal with those things."

After Taylor gave the order, he realized that it seemed to make no difference whether he retired or not.

Those guys always find themselves.

Just like fate.

He gave a wry smile and then shouted.

"Concentrate the Damocles Fleet. Forget the Empire Ten Thousand Years. That place is now called New Cadia!"

"By the Emperor, let the Fenrisians bless us. They are experts in war!"

"Come and tell those undead that I can dim the Eye of Terror and send them back to eternal sleep! Forever!"

(End of this chapter)