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Max sensed the deep amusent of the Myceloid God as he began to understand the larger picture of the planetary situation.
There were currently three major military clusters, with fifty smaller clusters from each faction spread about the world in a vaguely familiar pattern.
They were well spaced, and matched in their dispersion, which finally gave away the intention of the deploynt. This was a Castles board, a three-dinsional board ga that had been popular in his past life. It was a strategy ga, in that you had to preserve your outlying forces so that you had the might to overco your enemies, but you couldn't move your Castle. If you lost the Castle, you lost the ga, and if you lost your outlying forces, you were essentially helpless. Now, in the board ga you could only move a single piece per turn, or return one lost piece to play at your Castle. They had to appear at your Castle, so if you were being surrounded, it limited your options, and once you were fully surrounded by enemies, even if they were from multiple other teams, you lost.
Max worked to get in contact with the outlying teams as quickly as he could and get them patched into the overall command situation and inford of enemy locations so that they didn't lose allies before they could even learn the situation.
That was simple with the Reavers, they had been pulled from battle without their motherships, so they were on the ground with a conventional military force that was mostly made of Androids with a few mortal leaders among them.
The Alliance forces were a bit more difficult to get on board with accepting his authority, but once the fighting started, and they could use his targeting data, they changed their minds fairly quickly.
Unlike his force, which was creating their own troops as quickly as they could, the other two Castles both had an open portal at them, but it was a one-way option. They could only bring in more troops, not send them back.
It looked like the Great Enemy had realized that they had to win to leave here alive, and the Myceloids were clearly in on the plan from the start because they had already started making strategic moves, presumably at their God's direction.
[How long on the Portals? They're going to beco incredibly important very soon.] Max asked Nico as he directed the outlying forces to cluster up for added firepower.
If he could surround an enemy force on two or three sides while gathering his troops, it was perfect. They would lose a minimal number of allies, and take control of a small region for safety.
The green horde of the Myceloids was doing the sa, with a bit less finesse, while the Great Enemy's combined force of troops from the Cathedral Ships, various alien species, including both the Klem and the Narsians, plus large numbers of lesser Energy Beings, was completely disorganized as they ignored whatever authority the Myceloid God had tried to set up.
Not that anyone expected the Klem to listen to anyone, but they were definitely going to be an ongoing concern as the battle wore on.
They had experience fighting the humans, and they were definitely already setting up spawning points wherever they thought might be safe and hidden from orbital scans.
Taking a planet back from them was a nightmare on a good day. But adding in the rest of the enemies that they had to fight, Max knew that he was definitely not at an advantage here.
The outlying troops were sowhat close together, only a few hundred kilotres apart, but it was thousands of kilotres between clusters of them, so they couldn't easily reinforce each other, and they couldn't increase numbers as quickly as the Klem were about to.
Not even as fast as the Myceloids, until they got the portals working properly to start sending more troops to the far side of the planet.
In the board ga, if you won, your piece was just as strong next ti, so Max assud that the Myceloid God wouldn't stop him from sending troops to fill out the fifty existing units. Whether it would hold to the rules of fifty units outside the Castle was a different question, but it hadn't stopped their attacks on the enemies that had started closest to their Castle.
"What have you learned?" Sylvie asked as Max whistled in appreciation for the trouble the Myceloid God had gone to in setting up this battlefield.
"The creature that set up this battle designed our starting positions to resemble a Castles board. All three sides have the ability to refresh their troops as well. We will do it with drones and Androids, while the others have rapidly growing life forms and a Portal to bring in more troops to their main base.
We are the only one who certainly got World Ships, but the Cathedral Ships got a massive fortress of so sort that might be a World Ship equivalent if it is space capable. I assu the ga is in your records, it is from your era." Max explained.
"Yes, I know it." Sylvie agreed. How Max knew it was a mystery to her, but the ga must still be played in so fashion if he recognized it so quickly. She hadn't thought to analyze the situation based on strategy gas, but given that they were brought here deliberately, it made a lot of sense.
"What is our next move?" She asked.
"Eliminate the nearby enemy units, consolidate the region around our castle, and start sending out reinforcents for those outlying units spread around the world who are going to need firepower after their first engagent."
Sylvie humd happily as she contacted Felicity and began to make plans. The other AI was keeping the board of directors updated on everything that was going on, while trying to keep the people of Absolution from panicking. There were over ten million people on board at the mont, and many of them had only co to purchase new vessels from the production facilities.
Those vessels didn't do them much good right now, as they were above the power limits allowed by the Myceloid God, but most of the visitors were Reavers and all had recent combat experience, making them suitable to lead the freshly produced Regints of cha and assorted attack craft.
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