The first thing you notice inside the Kepler-11 forward supply depot is the noise. Not gunfire — there is none, this far behind the line — but the relentless percussion of crate-haulers slamming cargo pallets onto mag-rail conveyors. Every twelve seconds, a new pallet clears the scanner. Every ninety seconds, a dropship lifts off. Every six minutes, a trooper on the surface receives fresh ammunition. I spent two weeks last spring cataloging the chain that makes that six-minute cadence possible, and the numbers still don't feel real.
EVERY LIBERATED PLANET IS A SUPPLY PROBLEM
Iron Sentinel's doctrine treats every forward base as a resupply node with redundant fallback lanes, fourteen-day buffers, and enough paranoia to keep the outer colonies alive when a corridor fails.