Dear turret mains

To the Helldivers who master the art of turret deployment, your craft is nothing short of an art form. In the chaos of battle, when the skies burn and the ground trembles under the onslaught of Bugs and Cyborgs, it is your tactical brilliance that becomes our lifeline. A well-placed turret is not just a tool, but a fortress—a sentry that holds the line when all else falls apart.

The battlefield is your canvas, the terrain your challenge. You read the ground like a seasoned strategist, noting every rise, every fold of earth, the narrow choke points where the enemy will flood in. You understand the lay of the land—the high ground with its commanding sight lines, the hidden alcoves offering natural cover, the death zones where no hostile should ever cross unscathed. You are the vanguard and the anchor, turning the battlefield into a kill zone of precision, where each turret becomes a bulwark against the endless tides of Bugs and Machines.

With every deployment, you calculate. You adapt. You innovate. You know that in the heat of battle, seconds count. Cooldowns must be managed with surgical precision, for a single mistimed deployment can spell disaster for the squad. But in your hands, the Helldivers are always one cooldown away from salvation.

To you, SEAS engineers, the true turret masters: the unsung heroes of every operation. For without your steady hand and unshakable focus, Helldivers would be lost in the swarm.