Travel to Warhammer 40K with Grey Wind

Russell folded his arms across his chest and paced back and forth around his seat. The Eldar sisters looked at him blankly as he frowned and muttered to himself. Although they couldn't understand him, they thought he was very impressive.

"As far as I know, the first Hive Fleet Behemoth will arrive in the Milky Way in about 1700 years and launch an invasion war against Macragge, the core of the Ultramar star field. Hmm... the galaxy currently being attacked by the Ether Giants is also located near Macragge, so the location matches."

"If nothing unexpected happens, this giant ether worm is most likely the Behemoth, the hive fleet that was supposed to invade Macragge 1700 years later... But why? It shouldn't be like this. It's too early."

The Behemoth Hive Fleet arrived more than a thousand years earlier, almost two thousand years earlier.

What factors allow the Hive Fleet, which was supposed to arrive in the Milky Way in the distant future, to arrive now? Where did Behemoth get the ability to mimic the ether dragon?

"The Hive Fleet that arrived ahead of time, the ability to mimic the Ether Dragon... Mimic the Ether Dragon..."

Suddenly a flash of inspiration came to Russell, and he gradually understood everything.

"Yes, that's right, the Ether Dragon!"

"Ether Dragon?" Rivagaren's eyes were full of confusion.

Russell punched his palm heavily, his face showing excitement, and his tone was excited: "The Ether Dragon is a creature so powerful that it violates the laws of physics. Its scales are tougher than neutron star matter. Such a powerful body structure can even directly perform superluminal jumps in the flesh!"

That’s right, the Ether Dragon among the stars is a powerful creature that can perform interstellar jumps.

This matter had been ignored by Grey Wind and Russell intentionally or unintentionally before. Once they figured this out, all the doubts surrounding the Ether Giant Worm were resolved.

"The speed of the Hive Fleet is not very fast. They usually use a special unit called a 'Narwhal Ship' to lock onto the gravity well of a star that is close to them. They distort time and space by manipulating gravity, and use gravity to construct a superluminal channel to send themselves to the vicinity of the gravity well of the star. They need to slowly drift the rest of the way, which is a very long process."

"Outside the Milky Way disk is a vast abyss, which is equivalent to the moat of the entire Milky Way. In the vast abyss, the Hive Fleet can hardly find a star that can create a gravitational channel for them to fly at superluminal speed. Therefore, the Tyranids can only enter a dormant state and drift in the void. Such drifting will take tens of thousands of years before they can reach their goal."

The Behemoth that was supposed to arrive in Ultramar 1700 years later was a swarm of hungry insects that had been wandering in the abyss beyond the river for nearly ten thousand years.

"The Ether Dragon is also a space creature that has the ability to travel faster than the speed of light. However, unlike the Zerg, the Ether Dragon does not need to rely on the gravity well of a star to distort time and space. Instead, it can tear apart dimensions directly with its own power and perform a superluminal jump without any preconditions."

Russell groaned and bit his thumb gently. "It has been confirmed that the Tyranids... the Great Devourer has obtained and imitated the genes of the Ether Dragon. This is another troublesome matter."

At this point, he has basically come up with the whole picture of the matter.

The moment Russell activated the ether engine and blew up the archive, Gray Wind, loaded with treasures, was thrown into this universe along with the other gods in the virtual world.

The uncollected relics were randomly scattered throughout the galaxy. The Organic Codex fell in the Maelstrom, the Khan's throne fell in Armageddon, and the head of the Aether Dragon, like the Gray Goo mothership, fell into the abyss beyond the Milky Way.

The difference is that Grey Wind was guided by the Zelo Prophet Jabakst in the Zelo Soul Stone and came directly to Faya to find him. The head of the Ether Dragon was accidentally picked up by the Behemoth Hive Fleet drifting in the Abyss.

The Hive Mind deciphered the genes of the Ether Dragon, created a fake 'Ether Giant Worm', and obtained the same biological jump engine, which greatly shortened the time it took to cross the abyss and enter the other side of the galaxy...

In Russell's opinion, even if Tyranids succeeded in creating an indestructible dragon scale armor, it would not be a problem, as he had his own arc to deal with it. The real headache was that the Zerg obtained the biological jump engine of the Ether Dragon.

The will of the Zerg is interconnected. Behemoth's acquisition of the Dragon Head means that the entire hive's will has control over the Ether Giant Worm, which means that the Great Devourer's full-scale invasion of the galaxy will be greatly advanced.

A trouble-making stick has poked its head into the door of the chaotic galaxy, and the hungry and thirsty Devourer can't wait to violently blast into the galaxy and give it a good stir.

"Let's deal with future crises later, let's deal with the current situation first."

After much deliberation, Russell finally decided to trust the wisdom of future generations, so he ordered the AI ​​of the Greedy Pot's warship to connect to the communication frequency with Faya and sent his decision to Grey Wind:

"All Zerg biological fleets will remain on hold for the time being and continue to garrison the southern star belt. All other combat ships will immediately head to Ultramar to rescue Parmenio and annihilate the Ether Giant Zerg - Behemoth in the name of the Federation."

I'll tell everyone the whole dirty talk.

Chapter 268: Thousand Years of Stars

"Oh, all of this?"

Faya, Grey Wind looked at the reply from the Marshal to his question and felt a little overwhelmed.

She could understand the previous description about the Great Devourer obtaining the genes of the Ether Dragon and emulating the biological jump engine, but at the end of the message, Russell ordered Grey Wind to send all its warships to support Parmenio, which made her a little uncertain.

All...

"Does the Marshal really know how many warships we have now?"

Grey Wind wanted to confirm this order with Russell again, but she couldn't contact the Pot of Greed at the moment. Maybe it was because the signal was not good near the Eye of Terror.

In the end, Huifeng sighed and didn't hesitate any more. No matter how outrageous the marshal's orders were, she would carry them out.

At this time, the huge worship ceremony held by the state religion around the Macragge Stargate is still in the preparation stage. The priests of the Adeptus Mechanicus monitor the movements of another group of priests 24 hours a day, and they will not allow this completed public facility to be put into use. While the Ultramarines have to mediate, they also have to gather troops to prepare to rescue Parmenio who is in danger. The old commander Harding is in a state of panic due to the internal and external difficulties.

"If the emperor has a spirit, please show up now and save my old bones..."

So the gate at Macragge began to work.

"The curvature of space-time is jumping! The curvature of space-time is jumping! The stargate is operating autonomously!"

"Emergency energy cutoff... Damn it, insufficient authority?... Why is my authority insufficient? Then switch to manual cutoff!"

"Did you hear me? Execute manual cut-off immediately!"

The furious Great Sage Cui Wensi roared and roared on the mechanical ark that monitored the star gate. However, the low-level priests and mechanical slaves who he usually commanded did not immediately carry out his orders. Instead, they stood still, staring in the direction of the star gate, their bodies trembling slightly.

"What are you looking at! I said to manually cut off the energy supply! I said... ten thousand, ten thousand..."

In a rage, Cui Wensi's eyes quickly swept towards the direction of the L-gate on the outskirts of the galaxy. Just a quick glance, and the mechanical body of the Forging Sage began to tremble like a slave.

"Oh... Oh... For the Emperor's sake..."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the dark green halo that lit up in the L-Star Gate suddenly expanded, like ripples caused by a stone thrown into a pond. The dimensions of time and space were twisted and torn apart, and the huge scar of the real universe stretched for hundreds of kilometers.

During this process, the sacred auspicious instrument worn by Cui Wens did not detect any reaction related to the energy of the subspace. This was a purely physical phenomenon, so pure that it made people burst into tears.

Then, from the crack where the curvature collapsed, a section of silver-white mast emerged.

Faya's ship arrived.

Beautiful mechanical lines extend behind the straight masts. The warships from Falla do not have heavy cathedrals or refined gold rams for close combat. Instead, they only have torpedo/missile arrays on both sides of the ship, and large-caliber extermination weapons are installed at the bow and stern.

The purpose of the birth of these ships is war and only war. The entire carrying capacity of each warship is used to enhance firepower, and the hull equipped with only the most basic armor looks a bit thin.

"With the same size, the firepower delivery capability of these Faya ships should be 2-3 times that of the Imperial ships, but their defensive performance is far inferior." Looking at the flying ones, Harding made a secret judgment.

He then ordered his men to try to send a signal to contact the fleet from Faya. Hatin stared at the direction of the stargate and tried to roughly count the number of ships that passed through the stargate to Macragge, but he soon found that the statistics were meaningless.

The L-Gate was operating at maximum power, and the dimensional rift stretching for hundreds of kilometers had expanded to the limit that this giant structure could sustain. However, even such a wide passage was still far from enough for the Star-Ballistic Fleet, and the mighty fleet filed out of the gate, looking like schools of migrating fish queuing to pass through a narrow pass.

Soon, the golden bridge of Macragge's Glory dimmed. More and larger warships were anchored around it, surrounding the empty space tightly. It was as if a dark cloud had floated in from nowhere, blocking the light and heat of the stars, burying the glory of the Queen of Glory with its absolute numbers.

"Warning, the ship has exceeded the density limit and may cause gravitational tides. Please evacuate immediately."

Harding turned his head and saw that the adjutant beside him had a dazed look on his face.

"Have you made contact with this fleet?"

"The other party did not respond to our greetings and questions. It only issued a wide-area notice using electromagnetic waves. It... is here to annihilate the ether giant worm and support Parmenio."

More and more ships were pouring out of the star gate, leaving Hatin at a loss: "Has anyone of you asked for help from the Star Bullet?"

The adjutant shook his head: "No, Master Commander, in fact, we have no connection with the Human Federation in the Far East Star Region at all."

In other words, Faya's fleet came uninvited...but how did they know about the Aether Worm's attack on Parmenio?

Such a large-scale fleet mobilization requires sufficient advance preparation, and the Far East Star Region is even farther away from Ultramar, but why did Faya's fleet support come so timely? Why was their intelligence acquisition faster and more accurate than Macragge's?

Layers of doubts lingered in the mind of Chapter Master Hardin, but soon, he was no longer in the mood to think about these questions.

Because the first wave of frigates had completely left the stargate airspace at this time, they consciously headed for deep space, freeing up enough berthing space for the subsequent main force. Then, a huge trapezoidal metal structure slowly poked its head out from the distorted space and time.

The Titans have arrived.

The Queen of Glory-class battleship 'Macragge's Glory' is one of the largest battleships in existence in the human empire, with a length of about 26 kilometers. However, at this moment, the width of the bow that just emerged from the crack exceeded the total length of the Queen of Glory-class battleship.

Harding looked back and saw that the starry sky around him had been completely blocked by the dense escort ships, destroyers and cruisers. It was as if he was locked in a dark cage, no longer able to bask in the warmth of the stars, let alone see any starlight.

In the suffocating and oppressive darkness, only the plasma thrusters at the tails of the warships roared and lit up, and dense spots of light lit up in every inch of the field of vision. It was a sea of ​​steel and an artificial starry sky.

The huge ship named Titan slowly passed through the countless points of light. Its huge body was like a small boat, pressing on the water surface that reflected the starry sky.

Thousands of years of stars and billions of streams of light.

The first advance team of the Human Federation's insect extermination fleet arrived at Macragge.

Chapter 269: All Around

In addition to the Pot of Greed that Russell was on, there are now 315 mobilized main battle Titans in the Far East Star Region. These behemoths, together with thousands of main battleships and tens of thousands of frigates, were divided into three formations by Grey Wind and headed to Parmenio in batches.

Tens of thousands of warships of the First Vanguard quietly hovered in the air around the Macragge Star Gate, without responding to any signals received and without any communication with the highly nervous Extreme Marines, because there was no one on these ships...

For a conventional Imperial warship to completely fight a space naval battle, it would require at least thousands of skilled crew members to operate it together. On the Federation side, even if the use of warship AI assistance is not disabled, each ship needs to retain a minimum operating staff of at least 24 people. A fleet consisting of tens of thousands of warships requires hundreds of thousands of people.

The population of the Far East Star Region is large enough, but the education level is worrying. Where can we find tens or even millions of technical talents? Therefore, these warships are now under the unified dispatch of Grey Wind.

Grey Wind's computing power is strong enough to render a real-time star map of the entire galaxy. For the Gestalt consciousness that was once Grey Goo Storm to dispatch such a fleet is not to say that it is exhausting... it can only be said that it is easy to do.

But...

"I'm personally operating the fleet, why doesn't the Marshal just let me turn into an L-star dragon and bite that ether giant worm to death?" Grey Wind was very confused. She was confident that her restoration of the ether dragon's body structure was definitely better than that of Terran, but Russell didn't even give her the chance to bite anyone.

Maybe the Marshal has his own deeper meaning?

While Grey Wind was daydreaming, he was silently monitoring the mechanical ark hidden behind Macragge's Glory. The countless naval guns in the sea of ​​​​ships were intentionally or unintentionally aiming at the restless ship of the Mechanicus. If the Great Sage Trevens showed any signs of attempting to cut off the energy supply of the stargate, they would open fire at any time.

Gray Wind has a serious trauma against the Oil Man species, and sometimes he even has nightmares that some of his parts were secretly taken apart by the red tentacle monster and taken home to be used as a pillow.

Ugh, it gives me chills just thinking about it.

"By the way, I wonder if the Marshal has discovered that I often secretly mix my body tissues into the food he eats on a daily basis?" Gray Wind thought so, not feeling that he was doing anything more perverted than the oil man.

The airspace around the Macragge Stargate remained dead silent for a long time. A huge number of warships, stretching as far as the eye could see, were stationary in the space. The vacuum could not transmit the roar of the engines. Not until all 100 Titan ships had sailed out of the stargate did this ocean of steel, under the command of Grey Wind, gather around the main battleships and form a devastating force.

The starry sky was silent, as if even the fusion of stars had quieted down. A soft girl's voice echoed in the space:

"The pilot ship is in position, light up the induction, and prepare for the jump."

"Destination, Parmenio!"

In an instant, the stars exploded and the starry sky became dazzling.

Captain Harding on the Glory of Macragge clenched his fists and watched silently as countless huge fleets gathered neatly around the giant ship. Then, the universe in his eyes began to distort, and the countless warships gathered together were swallowed up by the ring-shaped halo in an instant. The powerful engine of the Titan pilot ship tore through the dimension, and time and space changed.

Having witnessed the activation of the L-Gate, he clearly understood what the scene before his eyes meant: that was what the Emperor of Mankind had been seeking for ten thousand years, the key to the chain that the evil god had tied around humanity's neck, the only regret of the glorious golden age, and the last hurdle for the human race to dominate the universe and conquer the sea of ​​stars.

——Superluminal jump.

"It seems that we need to adjust our foreign policy toward the Human Federation." Harding said dimly.

"At least we can no longer allow those incompetent governors to continue to call the Far East star region controlled by the Star Bullet the 'federal pseudo-regime'." The adjutant whispered.

Hatin nodded slightly, and the white-haired old leader lowered his head slightly, thinking about something, perhaps the situation of the empire? Perhaps the future path of mankind?