Travel to Warhammer 40K with Grey Wind

Russell smiled. His 24-year wandering in a foreign land came to an end here. He finally had someone to communicate with who he could reveal some of his true emotions to.

Although this communication is still shrouded in false guise.

Passing through the open hatch and into the corridor, Russell followed Gray Wind's guidance and walked towards the resource warehouse deep inside the ship.

His steps were a little heavy, because the simulated gravity provided by Grey Wind was based on the 1:1 standard gravity of the Human Federation's home planet "United", which was similar to that of the Earth.

And the Falla, where he had lived for 24 years, was much smaller in size than the Union, and had much less gravity.

As I walked, Gray Wind's voice rang in my ears again:

"Based on the current situation, I suggest you thaw the dormant Sorin queen."

"We currently do not have the basic conditions to manufacture ships, but as long as we provide enough food, the Queen will be able to breed a group of powerful Zerg fleets in a very short time to provide security for you, Marshal."

It paused for a moment, then continued, "As for the food source, if we take into account the entire population of Faya, it should be barely enough."

In fact, strictly speaking, as long as Grey Wind no longer maintains its current battleship form and directly disintegrates into countless nanorobots, they will immediately have the highest level of industrial production capabilities.

But that would actually be tantamount to Grey Wind committing suicide. The limit of its own splitting is to reduce itself to the size of a small army. If it continues, it will not be able to maintain itself and will once again become a Grey Gu Storm that attacks everything indiscriminately.

That was something neither Russell nor Grey Wind could accept.

From this perspective, it is undoubtedly very reasonable for the queen to get the advice of the Zerg fleet after thawing the Zerg. The only problem is that this is the Warhammer universe.

"Negative, we cannot use the Zerg Fleet for the time being."

"Why?" Gray Wind wondered.

"Because in this universe, there also exists a swarm of insects that are extremely similar to the Thorin chloris in our homeland. They are called the Tyranid Swarm or the Great Devourer by the Empire. All creatures in this universe regard them as mortal enemies."

Russell explained: "Once our actions of breeding the Zerg Fleet are discovered by other forces, we will be attacked by all races in the galaxy, including the Necrons."

Finally, he added: "-In a sense, the power of the Necrons is not much weaker than the Fallen Empire we know, and in some aspects it is even stronger."

For example, there is a skinning man's epilepsy.

Gray Wind was convinced: "I understand, Marshal, but you should have told me this important information earlier..."

If it had known about the existence of the Tyranids and the Necrons earlier, it would not have made the wrong suggestion to thaw the Queens.

Russell was also helpless. The forces and relationships in the Warhammer universe were too many and too complicated. It would take too long to explain them all at once, so he could only keep things simple.

"I will find time to talk to you in detail about the details of this world and the situation. Now we have to hurry up."

Russell said, silently quickening his pace: "The Queen of Insects cannot be used for the time being, but in order to unify the planet Faya as soon as possible and use the population here for my own benefit, I need to activate another relic."

Chapter 5 Trend of Thought

"Which relic does the Marshal want to use?" Huifeng asked softly.

"Cyberlux Arsenal."

"learn!"

As Gray Wind's voice fell, a certain part of the battleship began to move.

The corridor under Russell's feet soon came to an end. He turned the corner and continued to walk down as directed. Soon, a door that was too tall to be used by humans appeared in front of him.

"The warehouse is right inside here."

Russell was a little confused. The path he had walked before was only a small section, and he was far from entering the core section of the battleship. How come he had already reached the warehouse?

Soon, this doubt was solved.

As the door opened, the interior of the warehouse housing ancient treasures came into view.

The first thing that caught Russell's sight was a huge tumor suspended in mid-air. It was trapped in the center of the cabin by densely packed force field generators on the wall. The twisted flesh exuded a terrifying hunger.

If you look closely, you can see that this is actually a big, fat meat worm, but its body is curled up into a ball and its skin looks dry, as if it is dehydrated.

This is the Queen of Insects.

The Queen's body was so huge that even though it had curled up into a ball and was dehydrated and dormant, Russell still couldn't see the end of its body at a glance. It could be called an asteroid.

A rough estimate shows that this huge curled-up fleshworm is almost one-third the size of the battleship where it is stored.

The seemingly mighty giant ship is actually a hollow shell. Most of the space inside is used to imprison the queen insect, like a yellow peach in a can.

The door that Russell had just opened was actually more like a small window in the wall.

Using such a dangerous hollow battleship to travel through the universe, is Grey Wind really not afraid of encountering any accidents and being disintegrated... Well, it seems that it is indeed not afraid of disintegration.

"What a crazy structure, only nanorobots can do it." Russell clicked his tongue.

"This is the largest of all the relics. It almost fills my stomach."

Gray Wind's voice was still brisk and sounded heartless. "The other relics don't take up much space. Only the Cyberlux Arsenal that the Marshal intends to use is slightly larger... It's in another cabin. I'll take you there."

Russell nodded.

Following Grey Wind's guidance, he passed through the cabin behind the imprisoned worms and came to another warehouse at the stern. As the door of the warehouse opened, Russell saw a giant steel beast lying quietly in another hall which was also equipped with a stasis field.

Its overall shape looks a bit like a human armored tank, but it is much larger and more complex than that. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a modern metropolis. The intricate mechanical structure all over its body is dim and obviously in a state of energy shortage.

The Cyberlux Arsenal is just as its name suggests. It is an arsenal.

This is a legacy from the Mechanical Precursors, war machines used to conquer the galaxy in ancient times.

This steel behemoth has a complete industrial system inside its body, which can directly process raw ore into alloys and forge them into the strongest land force among the stars:

Cyberlux combat body.

Judging from the text description in Stellaris, the Cyberlux battle machine's towering size and powerful firepower should be similar to the Empire's Titan machine.

In short, this is a fully automated industrial production line capable of mass-producing Titan-class land forces starting from raw ore.

Russell took a deep breath and walked forward.

With the removal of the stasis field and the restart of the energy core, various structures around the Cyberlux Arsenal were reactivated and entered standby mode.

Looking up as he approached, he could not see the top of the arsenal.

This steel behemoth was crawling on the ground, and its mechanical operation made a slight buzzing sound. Its huge mouth was wide open like an abyss. As long as enough minerals were put into it, it could continuously produce Titan-level war machines.

So where can we find enough minerals?

There are some mineral deposits in the southern continent of Faya, and they have been excavated for some time. The conditions are quite suitable, but Russell thought for a moment and did not choose this place.

"What do you need from me, Marshal?"

Gray Wind's voice pulled Russell back to his senses. He was silent for a moment and then said:

"There are two small satellites in Faya's orbit. I need you to place the arsenal deep underground on the 'First Moon' which is closer to the planet and hide it to manufacture combat vehicles."

"I understand, but Marshal... According to the drone scan, the asteroid does not have particularly rich mineral resources. Even if we completely drain them, we cannot create a complete combat force."

Gray Wind expressed his opinion in a soft voice: "Besides, it will be troublesome to move the arsenal again after the resources are exhausted. I can hardly guarantee that the emptied satellite will not collapse and disintegrate in the process."

In that case, wouldn’t it be contrary to what Russell required of “hiding”?

Russell nodded: "But this is the most convenient and fastest way. The disadvantages you mentioned do exist, but they are still within an acceptable range."

"Okay, I understand." Gray Wind didn't say anything else.

Next, the people on Faya who had just lifted the state of emergency were surprised to see that the huge warship that had been hovering above the sky began to move again. It changed its course, slowly left the orbit, and disappeared from the earth's sight.

The giant ship transformed by Gray Wind came to the side of the First Moon facing away from Faya and stayed there. No one knew what it was doing.

During the time of installing the Cyberlux Arsenal, Russell returned to the ground first. Along with him, there were more than 20 unmanned carrier-based aircraft, which were the necessary forces.

The planet Faya has long been in a state of division, with local nobles ruling over it. Even the planetary governor has only nominal jurisdiction over them, and in reality it is difficult to even collect taxes.

However, when Grey Wind arrived here and nobles from all over the place fled in panic, Russell was finally able to cut the Gordian knot, successfully occupying the moral high ground and shooting them all down.

This reduced a lot of resistance to his subsequent plan to integrate planetary forces.

Faya doesn't have many resources. Apart from the engineering machinery left behind by the mechanical repairmen, the most valuable thing on the entire planet is its population.

There are three main population trends on Faya: State Religion, Mechanicus, and Imperial Truth.

Yes, here, there are even people who support the Imperial Truth.

The most direct reason why the people of the Empire worship the Emperor as a god is the increasingly corrupt situation in the galaxy. After the Horus Heresy, the Empire was in ruins and was on the verge of collapse under the impact of various forces. It was in urgent need of a spiritual pillar and common belief that could unite everyone and prevent collapse.

That faith is the Emperor.

It can be said that the more miserable a place's people are, the more fervent and resolute their faith in the emperor will be.

Falla is not one of these.

Chapter 6 Speech

The people of this remote land called Falla have lived in peace for hundreds of years, without the desperation that would drive them to desperate places and turn to the gods for help.

The state religion had no intention of increasing its missionary efforts here, and not many churches were built, which led to the diversification of the population's thoughts. The God of All Machines and the Imperial Truth both had their own groups of believers, rather than the same group of believers who all worshipped "Long Live the Emperor" as in other imperial colonies.

The diversity of thoughts is not a good thing for the local people, because different ideas mean conflicting positions, and different forces often fight and argue with each other.

And this is the opportunity that Russell wants to seize.

"I need a group of people who will follow me."

"I need them to serve me, not the Emperor's planetary governors. I need them to follow my principles, not the state religion or the God of All Machines."

“So what is my philosophy?”

When the Gray Goo carrier-based aircraft formation landed in the square in front of the Governor's Mansion, Russell walked out of the cabin door, looked at the two moons, one large and one small, hanging in the sky, and had his own answer.

“Dialectical materialism.”

After deciding on the path to take, he also understood what he needed to do next.

"From this point of view, the pursuit of the Imperial Truth Faction is most similar to my philosophy. Winning them over and making some minor ideological corrections to them is the best option at the moment."

"But this faction is relatively weak in the Fallacies. If I want to support them, I need to use the power of the Governor to suppress the state religion. This cannot be done too obviously, otherwise it will be easy to be accused of betraying the Emperor and the Empire..."

"Assuming there is enough mineral supply, it will take 500 star days to build a Cyberlux battle body. I wonder how long it will take in Faya days..."

"Before the battle body is built, proceed with caution."

After returning to Faya, Russell quickly arranged for people to suppress public opinion on the planet.

As expected, the so-called "human heritage of the Golden Age" quickly caused an uproar among the upper class, among which the reaction of the Mechanical Society was particularly intense. Their worship of advanced technology has reached an extremely fanatical level.