This is our Warhammer journey

Chapter 164 Fight! (4k)

After a brief battle plan, the expeditionary fleet was ready to set off.

In addition to the original organization composed of various forces, 5 battleships of different types, 26 cruisers, several frigates, and 10 regiments of the Crusaders were added to the expeditionary fleet.

After a brief pre-war preparation, the Emperor-class battleship Dawn roared and the huge fleet quickly set off, beginning to cross the storm along the glorious path opened up in the warp.
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Blog·An Galaxy, Mandeville Point.

About four days later, accompanied by a ripple at the edge of the galaxy, a huge purple vortex opened up in the void like a wound.

The expeditionary fleet tore open the curtain of reality, and the steel bow was the first to break through the dimensional barrier. The huge hull glowed with a cold metallic luster under the light of the stars.

Under the dome of the bridge, holographic projections cast a faint blue light in the air. Staff members shuttled between the arrays of thinkers, carrying out a series of preparations after the warship sailed out of the subspace.

Romulus's slender fingers slid quickly across the holographic panel, carefully sorting out the fleet's operating status.

Suddenly, the Dawn's detection matrix emitted a sharp cry, like a bird of prey discovering its prey. The mechanical humming of the detection array as it rotated could be clearly heard in the bridge.

The Emperor-class battleship's onboard auspicious instrument is powerful, and a considerable portion of its mass has even been spent on strengthening this function. Since entering this galaxy, it has already locked onto its enemy.

"According to Imperial standards, this sector has 12 cruisers, 400-500 raiders, and 5 alien orbital defense fortresses. Preliminary assessment: it's a planetary defense fleet."

Captain Aurora quickly confirmed the target's identity. Her sharp eyes swept across the tactical screen, and then the ships belonging to the Tau Empire were quickly projected onto the tactical sandbox.

The holographic projections around the sand table marked the location of the enemy fleet with scarlet dots of light, which were particularly eye-catching in the dim bridge.

The commanders looked at a fleet of this size and couldn't help but smile with a sense of confidence.

A safe and sound warp voyage is undoubtedly worth celebrating, as it can give members unprecedented confidence.

"Sound the battle alert and seize the flank."

Romulus gave the order without hesitation, his fingertips sliding quickly across the holographic tactical table, adjusting the fleet formation, while Ramses' psychic prophecy flowed into the system like a trickle, bringing foreboding news.

The Tau Empire's response was equally swift.

As soon as the expeditionary fleet left Mandeville Point at a distance of 13vu, the patrol fleets that were originally scattered throughout the galaxy quickly gathered towards the central star fortress like a swarm of startled bees.

The communication network of this alien race is efficient and accurate. The trajectory of each warship is precisely calculated to form a tight defense network.

The technological level of the Tau Empire was not bad—or rather, in this period of just a few decades of contact with humans, they were experiencing the first wave of technological breakthroughs.

Although their fleet size is still relatively young, their ships are not to be underestimated in terms of firepower.

Thanks to its excellent technological development path and considerable luck, the Tau Empire has not lagged far behind the mainstream forces in the universe in areas such as energetics and artificial intelligence.

Whether it is the super-heavy ion cannon whose power even exceeds that of the light spear, or the torpedoes that can carry out precise and intensive strikes with the assistance of AI, their ships have a considerable advantage in long-range firepower projection.

hum-

The super-heavy particle cannon array on the surface of the star fortress emitted a faint blue light, and energy accumulated in the barrel, emitting a low hum.

Then, under the precise calculation of the AI system, countless blue torrents locked onto every enemy ship and evenly unleashed destructive firepower.

At the same time, the missile nest opened, and a dense barrage of bullets whizzed out. Under the control of AI, they flexibly avoided the interception of close-in defense guns and swarmed towards the expeditionary fleet like a swarm of bees.

Faced with such an attack, the expeditionary fleet's approach was—

ignore.

Yes, ignore it.

What are you afraid of? It's a battleship-level ship-borne void shield. With the current firepower of Titanium, it's not a super-enhanced version hundreds of years later. Apart from sending some brand new real universe specialties to the warp demons, what else can you expect?
The Tau Empire has not yet fully understood the operating principles of void shields, and their weapon systems are still mainly based on hyper-high-speed kinetic strikes.

Those torpedoes precisely controlled by AI are more like smart missiles than traditional torpedoes. The moment these weapons come into contact with the void shield, they only cause a fleeting ripple on the energy barrier before being completely annihilated.

The large cruiser equipped with a thick void shield was like a mobile fortress, steadily enduring the intensive firepower from the periphery.

As the distance continued to shorten, the Imperial Fleet finally showed its fangs.

The propulsion device, turned on at full power, suddenly increased the speed of the slowly moving fleet.

The gunners' fingers hovered over the firing command lever, and the tactical officers stared at the constantly jumping distance reading. When the value exceeded the critical point—

"Fire!"

The Tau ships obviously had not anticipated that the Imperial fleet would have such amazing acceleration capabilities. When they tried to distance themselves from it, the expeditionary fleet had already plunged into it.

The roar of the macro cannon resonated silently in the vacuum. Although the physical projectiles were affected by the deflection of the gravity shield, at such a close distance, the shells with changed landing points still tore through the fragile armor of the Tau ship.

Death fireworks bloomed one after another in the vacuum, and the Air caste operators struggled in vain on the bridge. Their limbs twisted and twitched in the decompression environment, and eventually turned into ice sculptures.

As the main fleet calmly passed through the wreckage belt of the planetary defense fleet, only a few insignificant scratches were left on the gorgeous armor of the outer cruisers, which glowed with a faint metallic luster under the starlight.

Such a tragic outcome caused the Tau fleet to fall into brief chaos. The originally orderly formation showed obvious disturbances, and several surviving warships began to turn in an uncoordinated manner.

The star fortress in the orbital defense system was still trying to reorganize its remaining forces, but the operators were horrified to find that the control terminal was full of jumping garbled characters, and their fingers tapped in vain on the operating panel.

The system has been hacked.

This is the electronic jamming method commonly used by the Eldar, and can be regarded as the Eldar version of Chaos Code.

For the Tau's low-level AI, which is still in the development stage, this malice from the ancient race is tantamount to a dimensionality reduction attack.

"I told you, the Tau are just soulless, not soulless. How could they not even use psychic energy for their equipment?"

Romulus received the results of the psychic interference from Ramses, smiled, and tapped his finger on the tactical panel to confirm.

Then he looked up, his eyes sweeping across the busy officers in the bridge, and his voice quickly spread across the communication channel:

"This is the Aurora. We are currently boarding the alien interstellar fortress to gather intelligence."

The fleet's goal for this trip was clear: to seize the undercurrent module technology and obtain a complete star map of the Tau territory.

The two spoils, especially the former, will determine Dawnbreaker's subsequent strategy.

"Roger that, Lord Romulus."

Outside the porthole, the void shield was still faithfully performing its duties, diverting all incoming firepower into the subspace. Ripples appeared on the energy barrier, as if an invisible sea easily swallowed up the destructive attack.

On the other side of the subspace, countless demons were stunned by this sudden gift, and then roared in anger, but they looked at the forbidden area in the subspace with their necks trembling, unable to do anything about it.

Grand Marshal Ledotus responded quickly. His tall figure was already standing in front of the Stormbird's hatch, and the Templar emblem on his power armor gleamed brightly in the golden light inside the cabin.

He raised his power sword high, and his voice exploded like thunder in the communication channel:
"Black Templars, move out!"

Champions and priests from various expeditionary fleets quickly flocked to the Stormbird.

In comparison, the boarding methods of other chapters are more direct.

Tiberus stood on the deck of the Eternal Crusade, watching the Stormbird eject from the launch bay and turn into a meteor rushing towards the enemy ship.

He turned his head and glanced at the Librarian, who was still whispering with his Eldar mentor. The voice box in his throat emitted a meaningful sound. "Kahurangi."

The leader of the Carcharodon warband was well aware of the intentions of the four ancient warriors.

Therefore, since the beginning of the expedition, he has deliberately reduced the presence of the chapter, so that these warriors from ancient times can establish more connections with chapters such as the Black Templars.

After all, apart from occasionally coming back to eat and take a meal, the sharks have very limited understanding of the current situation of the empire. Apart from their strong combat capabilities, there is really not much help they can provide.

But this does not mean that he will miss the opportunity to kill the alien heretic.

The expeditionary fleet has a clear KPI. By killing a certain number of enemies, it can directly exchange additional weapons and equipment from the Wings of Dawn.

Tiberus was thinking that his brothers outside the domain were still waiting for him to bring back gifts, and the regiment's next military expansion plan also required a large amount of fine-grade equipment as support.

Who can complain about having too much good equipment?

"almost."

Kahurangi's breathing was a little heavy, and the psychic runes in his eyes flickered.

After repeatedly using his prophetic talent to confirm the safety of the spell, his tense nerves relaxed slightly, and the psychic light that suddenly burst out of his eyes pierced the air like lightning.

In an instant, 39 shark warriors disappeared from the deck and then appeared inside the star fortress with perfect precision.

No signs, no errors.

The Librarian slowly looked around, confirming that no soldier was stuck in the wall or had a transmission error. His tense shoulders finally relaxed, and the power armor servo system made a slight sound of pressure relief, as if it also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Monkey-Kahurangi, you should trust me a little more."

The voice that sounded in his mind was somewhat exasperated. The fluctuations in the mind of the Eldar prophet apprentice were like those of a tutor tutoring a stubborn student.

Even though I gave him the perfect steps to solve the problem, he still insisted on using his own clumsy method to check it three times.

"Yeah, I'll try."

Kahurangi nodded noncommittally.

For him, these cunning elves were never trustworthy. If it were not for Lord Ramses' serious explanation and guarantee, he would not have attempted to conduct teaching tests.

However, the Eldar's understanding of the Warp does have its merits.

At least they didn't dare to use psychic teleportation so unrestrainedly in the past. The Eldar's subspace spell support can greatly improve their combat flexibility.

It is a pity that the magic of the Eldar is difficult to popularize, and the Astartes can only keep up with their nerve reactions after undergoing brain enhancement.

Among mortals, except for biological psychics, it would be extremely difficult for other human psychics to use these spells in combat.

"I hope you think so."

The prophet's apprentice suddenly felt a headache and felt that his teaching career was bleak.

Thanks to the efficient work of the Eldar, the path system and cultural and technological information mastered by this branch of the Ark Eldar have been quickly organized and archived.

Except for a few knowledgeable ones who were still busy, most of the Eldar suddenly became idle.

Ramses did not think of himself as a devil. After briefly pondering the surplus value of these Eldar, he had in-depth consultations with the think tanks of various chapters and the Eldar prophet Hector.

He pioneered the practice of providing Eldar mentors to human psykers.

After all, putting aside the differences in personality, these prophets who can still make full use of psychic powers under the watchful eye of Slaanesh are indeed well-deserved masters of magic.

Subspace's top private trainers, one-on-one guidance from a teacher.

As for safety?

Ramses can still guarantee it.

Not only was he personally monitoring the situation, but there was also a strategic deterrent force constantly hanging outside, and the adjacent exhibition area was constantly playing a warning and educational film on loop.

Over at the park, the hungry demons of Slaanesh tortured their dark cousins day after day in order to squeeze the last bit of strength for survival from the souls of these Dark Eldars. They failed to kill these Dark Eldars, and the tricks they used have not been repeated until now.

Moreover, for the Eldar, being able to live in the warp safe zone built by Ramses is simply a dream benefit.

There is no spying of Slaanesh here, and you can freely create your ideal home. As the teaching progresses, outstanding tutors will be able to expand their personal areas first and gain more customized living space.

There's no point in doing anything under these conditions.

Although Ramses never understood the thought processes of the Eldar, he felt that these races should still have the instinct to seek benefits and avoid harm.

I'm just teaching you a lesson. I'm not asking you to sell hooks. You won't risk your life.

This is indeed the case.

In a special area of the warp, the prophet's apprentice was looking around anxiously. His spiritual sense could clearly sense the rising psychic fluctuations of his compatriots. Those emotions of anxiety, resistance, and difficulty were spreading like ripples in this space.

His fingers unconsciously stroked the golden and red figure on the robe. He let out a long breath, and light golden spiritual energy dissipated with his breath.

Lord of pioneers, at least I am still alive.

As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, the prophet's apprentice couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Being a mentor to these monkeys - no, Astartes, is like running on the edge of a frying pan. If you are not careful, you will fall into it.

Whenever he was about to use his psychic power, the scrutinizing gazes of those giants seemed to be able to penetrate his soul. Even the slightest psychic fluctuations would be checked repeatedly, and then they might not even act according to your operation.

It would be fine if they were right, but the methods of these think tanks are more wild than each other, which makes these races specializing in the power of the subspace very scared.

To use an ancient metaphor of mankind, it is like a Chinese electrician watching an Indian electrician performing wiring operations, which is simply unbearable to watch.

This was what the Lord of Pioneers had taught him. He didn't dare to imagine how he would survive in the future if he took those think tank online courses that couldn't even pass elementary education.

The prophet's apprentice raised his hand to rub his throbbing temple. His handsome face twitched for a moment and he finally understood the deep-rooted distrust of human beings towards other races.

He kind of wants to quit.

The Prophet's Apprentice looked at the starlight flowing on the dome of the warp and suddenly felt that the contract with the Lord of Exploration was particularly kind.

If the compatibility is really bad, then it is not impossible to terminate the contract peacefully. At most, you will work for a few months in vain, which is better than being killed by suspicious students one day.

Then he looked around at his compatriots who were offering suggestions and eager to try. This was when the Great Prophet selected a group of people to conduct research on the Tyranid alien psychic powers.

If he doesn't want to do it, there are plenty of people who will do it.

He quickly adjusted his mindset, gritted his teeth, and continued to give instructions with trepidation.

For rent, for more living space, fight!
(End of this chapter)