Travel to Warhammer 40K with Grey Wind

"We will lead the vanguard troops into the Lost Dream Nebula to launch the first wave of attacks on the Eldar. Once the Oracle of Truth is repaired, it will bring the next wave of reinforcements."

The annihilation energy of the dark matter engine provided a huge driving force for the battlecruiser carrying a large number of combatants and weapons and equipment. The dense orbital defense system of Nifol Prime made way for the Paradise Ark, clearing a relatively empty space.

As the Ark of Paradise sailed out of the star port, the curvature of the space around the hull began to distort, like a slingshot that was constantly bent and accumulating elastic potential energy.

"Clearance ahead, jump permitted."

"Then let's go!"

When the bow was opened, the battlecruiser Ark of Paradise disappeared without a trace from the detection range of all detectors in the Nirvana galaxy.

On the Oracle of Truth, the 12 crew members who stayed behind in Nifol were driven by the rage of revenge. They regained their minds from the shadow of their colleagues' mutation and activated the tachyon sensors on board the battleship in accordance with the instructions left by Russell.

The rotating tachyon beam covered the entire Nifol main star in less than a second. In an instant, four ethereal and ghostly signals were projected in real time onto the three-dimensional projection of the Nifol main star.

"Target locked, information has been synchronized to the carrier-based aircraft operation terminal. Now it's up to you, the Emperor's Angels of Death."

"Got it, we'll set off immediately."

After the communication ended, the hangar door on the side of the Oracle of Truth opened, and a series of streamlined and light fighter jets took off from it in neat formation.

Every soldier of the Iron Wanderer Regiment is a skilled mechanic. It didn't take them too long to perfectly master the functions of these fighter planes, and they were not clumsy in operating them.

Leading the battle formation at the front of the formation, piloting a high-speed interceptor, is the Iron Wanderer Captain "Clementine", a senior pilot who has been working with machines for 500 years.

It was this experience of using a large number of war machines that made him realize what kind of creation this was the moment he boarded the interceptor.

That streamlined fuselage that perfectly conforms to aerodynamics, that extremely powerful propulsion engine, that insane weapon configuration... God knows how the Star Missile can carry antimatter bombs, neutron torpedoes, quantum missiles... and other destructive weapons on its carrier-based aircraft.

The human empire does have advanced weapons with excellent performance like this, but most of them are relics of the dark age of technology. They are either extremely difficult to produce or impossible to produce at all, and one less is one less.

In either case, it is extremely scarce and a strategically important resource.

On the Oracle of Truth, the reserves of such advanced fighter jets and destructive weapons are massive.

Except for the 2nd and 3rd companies that followed the Ark of Paradise to the Lost Dream Nebula, each of the remaining 700-odd soldiers of the Iron Spirits piloted an interceptor or fighter provided by the Oracle of Truth, carrying destructive weapons such as neutron torpedoes and antimatter bombs, and flew at high speed to the target location indicated by the tachyon sensor.

If the performance of these fighters were not too extreme and not suitable for mortals to pilot, Clementine could easily pull out a mighty formation of thousands of fighters to let the arrogant Eldar feel what despair is.

"Target No. 1 has come within weapons range."

A synthesized electronic sound rang in his head, and Clementine let out a long breath. He glanced at the enemy's position displayed on the instrument, then looked back at the hundreds of high-speed fighter planes behind him, and felt that the cold electronic sound was particularly pleasant.

Things are different now. After 500 years of service, this is the first time he has fought such a prosperous war.

It is said that the STC of the ancient relic "L-Stargate" was also found by the Star-Ballist and given to the Mechanicus. This guy is really rich...

"The target is trying to evade, open the predictive interface, and launch the torpedo in 4 seconds!"

Chapter Master Clementine's orders were issued to every fighter simultaneously. At the same time, hundreds of neutron torpedoes carrying destructive potential energy streaked across the sky.

There were so many of them that it was like a rainstorm blown sideways by the wind, falling one after another on the Eldar stealth warships that thought they were well hidden.

"Target No. 1 has been shot down."

Chapter 82 Ambush

While the Iron Wanderers were flying their fighter planes in the sky of Nifol and dividing their forces to capture the Eldar stealth warships, in the more distant galaxy, the power of another galaxy was mobilized by the will of the Star-Bombarder.

In the critical base galaxy filled with electromagnetic pulses, the Gray Goo mothership hovering above the orbit of the hatching planet received a signal from its own sub-process. All the hatches under its belly opened, and a large number of combat carrier-based aircraft quickly reorganized into large transport aircraft that flew out of the mothership, passed through the planetary shield covering the planet, and landed on the surface of the hatching planet.

"Coronia, have you received the marshal's order?" The Gray Gu mothership asked the core of the hatching planet.

"Of course~ My soul has merged with the master's warp essence, and there is no difference between them. The master knows my every thought and every idea, and I can always understand the master's will first... maybe even earlier than you know?" Coronia's voice still sounded gentle and soft, which made Huifeng's scalp tingle... even though the Huigu mothership has no head.

While the Queen Worm and the mothership were communicating with each other, huge, ferocious beasts with hideous appearances crawled out from under the scarlet mycelium network covering the hatching planet.

The seemingly savage and fierce Zerg fighting individuals marched in unison under the enslavement of Coronie, and their strict and incomparable discipline far exceeded that of the most elite mortal army of the empire. Tens of thousands of fierce Zerg individuals born for fighting, shaped by the Life-Shaping Zerg Queen, lined up to enter the cabin of the Gray Goo transport plane, and then entered a dormant state, waiting for the war that would soon follow.

"If these individuals are too far away from my main body, they will be out of my control. At that time, they will need to be directly controlled by the master's will."

Koroni Ai told Gray Wind, "My master asked me to produce a biological mothership as soon as possible to support his upcoming long war. But in order to create such a giant individual in a short period of time, I need a huge amount of biomass to supplement it."

"The Marshal has mobilized the trade guilds in the Espenes sector and collected all the biomass that can be mobilized from the human empire at a high price. The resources you need will soon be delivered to Faya and transported here by the fleet of the Order of Truth." Gray Wind's tone was somewhat anxious to end the conversation as soon as possible: "Be friendly to them, don't be too aggressive."

"I know, I'm not a mean person..." Coronie pretended to be aggrieved.

After all the transport planes were filled with massive and ferocious Zerg of different types, the Gray Goo mothership carried the Zerg hive combat troops out of the critical base and headed for the L-gate without stopping.

The jump engine has dual limitations: range and cooldown time. Grey Wind can circumvent the cooldown time by directly reconstructing a new engine and rebuilding the hull, but he can't do anything about the range. It is somewhat beyond Grey Wind's ability to jump directly from the critical base in the outer sky abyss to the Lost Dream Nebula.

After the Gray Goo mothership left, Coroniai began the massive biological engineering project of building the hive mothership. Just like the hatchery planet, the nanorobot clusters on the nanoplanet in the innermost ring of the critical base also began their own work. They were also carrying out a project.

A project to build a giant weapon of destruction.

In the tense atmosphere of impending storm, thin interstellar dust appeared in the field of vision, blocking the normal vision of the Ark of Bliss. This was a sign that they had reached the edge of the Lost Dream Nebula.

No one on the Ark of Elysium except Russell and Grey Wind knew that the battleship was equipped with a jump engine, and Russell had no intention of explaining it to them. After establishing the character of the Star-Bomber, many strange things that happened to him would be made up for by others through the information they had.

Alexei was tactful enough not to ask any questions. He just sat quietly in the cockpit of the battleship's control room and projected a star map that was even rougher and more blurred than the one previously shown to the star missileer into the center of the computing array.

"This is the most detailed star map I can get of the Lost Dream Nebula galaxy cluster." Alexi's voice was soft: "At present, it can be confirmed that there are at least 500 star systems in the Lost Dream Nebula. The distribution positions of these galaxies are extremely neat and even, arranged in a standard spiral shape..."

It seems that not only the celestial bodies within the galaxy have been artificially developed, but even the galaxies themselves have been artificially placed and arranged in this way...

"We are now in the southwest of the Lost Dream Nebula. We will enter the nearest star system in about four days of sailing at full speed."

The great sage of Musbell, Coster, who was wearing a red robe with gears and no organic matter on his body, stood opposite the prophetess. He used a clever mechanical tentacle to gently point at a bright spot in the lower left corner of the star map, and displayed the general layout of this star system on the desktop:

"As our sensors are interfered with by the nebula, we are unable to obtain more detailed information. We only know that this galaxy consists of one star and seven planets. If our estimation of the star's energy level is correct, the habitable zone of this galaxy should be located here."

The great sage Coster drew a ring-shaped area on the galaxy plan.

The seven planets are numbered from the inside to the outside, and planets 7 and 3 are both located in the habitable zone.

At this time, the Second Captain of the Iron Wandering Regiment, who had been silent on the side, spoke up: "According to the intelligence provided by the Aurora Star System, they once briefly captured the traces of Eldar warships in a desolate star system near Aurora. There may be a webway entrance in that star field."

"If the Eldar fleet is heading to the Lost Dream Nebula from that star region, then the first place they will arrive at will be this galaxy."

The Great Sage and the Second Captain looked at each other and agreed with each other's idea. Then they turned together to seek the opinions of the Prophetess and the Star-Slinger.

"According to the memory of the Eldar prophet, the Eldar of the Fordlan Arkworld came here to obtain a certain artifact to change their destiny." Alexi said, "That is to say, they are likely to choose to temporarily stay in this galaxy and investigate and excavate habitable planets that may have traces of civilization to look for clues."

The second captain nodded and told his battle plan: "Thanks to His Excellency the Star-Bombard, we got here before the Eldar. I think we need to set up an ambush on Planets 3 and 4, and have the Ark of Bliss hide in the dust cloud outside the star system, and then wait for an opportunity to jump back and launch a surprise attack. In this way, we will definitely be able to inflict heavy damage on the Eldar of the Fordlan Ark."

The second captain was a reserved and steady person, and his plans were very conservative. Even when he had the upper hand, he still didn't say too much. He only said that he could inflict heavy damage on the Eldar rather than annihilate them outright.

However, this plan has a very big drawback.

Chapter 83 Commission

"You got the focus of the battle wrong from the beginning, Second Captain." Grey Wind spoke with Russell's appearance and voice: "Our goal has never been to severely damage a certain Eldar advance exploration team, but to destroy the entire Fordlan Ark Fleet."

The combat deployment of the second captain of the Iron Wanderers was indeed sound. After destroying the Eldar landing team, the ambush troops had the entire planet as a strategic depth. The returning Ark of Bliss could also tie down the Eldar's space force and buy time for the Imperial Army to evacuate.

To the Ark Eldar with low reproductive capacity, every individual Eldar is a precious treasure. Ambushing and killing several teams of Eldar and then running away can really disgust the other party and make the Ark World of Fordlan feel extremely painful.

However, Russell's plan for this war was never to bite and run away like a hyena, but to devour the enemy alive like a python.

"I understand what you mean. Your goal is ambitious. But... we don't have the strength to achieve that goal." The second captain said in a deep voice: "We only have one battleship. Even if the single-ship performance of the Ark of Bliss is strong, it is still alone in the face of the entire Ark World of Fordlan."

The battlecruiser's ship specifications were still those of a cruiser. Even if Russell had freed up a lot of space to cram in as many combatants as possible before setting off, it was barely enough to set up an ambush on two habitable planets.

"Everyone, follow me." Russell said suddenly.

In the battleship control room, everyone looked at the Star-Dart who had suddenly spoken, only to see him stand up from the cockpit and turn to walk towards the door.

Alexei did not dare to delay and followed immediately. The others also followed the prophetess's footsteps. They left the control room and went to the core hangar set up in the keel frame of the battleship with Russell.

The Brother of Truth who was waiting here unlocked the genetic identification lock of the core hangar for them. As the door opened, the heartbeat of the Great Sage Coaster also slowed down.

It was not until this moment that he truly understood why Russell refused his request to move Musbell's Titan Legion onto the Ark of Bliss.

"I agree with the Second Captain's proposal. We should set up an ambush in the galaxy, but we should not put all our forces into this ambush."

The Star-Ballist turned around in front of the gate. Behind him, thousands of Cybercles warframes were already neatly arranged in the hangar. Countless optical sensors lit up at the same time, like a pack of blood-thirsty wolves opening their eyes in the darkness:

"Because my strength is much more abundant than you think."

There are more than 500 galaxies in the Lost Dream Nebula. Even if every galaxy has a habitable planet, Russell is fully capable of deploying enough Titan power in every habitable point.

Before leaving Nirvana, Russell had made plans for the next step. He transferred all the carrier-based aircraft on the Ark of Bliss to the Oracle of Truth. The freed-up space accommodated all the Cyberlux combat units on the sister ship.

In other words, there is not even a single carrier-based aircraft on the Ark of Bliss right now.

This is very unfavorable for the space naval battle that might follow, but Russell still made this choice.

There are still four days until the Bliss Ark reaches the first galaxy.

The great sage Coster led the technical priests to familiarize themselves with the performance of the Cyberlux combat body.

The soldiers of the 2nd and 3rd Iron Wanderers also stayed in the hangar, and many of them had to temporarily serve as Titan pilots - these Cyberlux warbodies had been modified and would no longer be controlled by Grey Wind's subprocesses.

Russell, accompanied by Alexi, came to a tightly sealed prison.

The Fordlan elves, who had been tortured to death by the Inquisitor Blood Lion, were barely kept alive by various life-support devices.

"Not long ago, your companions used psychic weapons to sneak attack Nifol's orbital dock. One of my warships was parked inside. It suffered heavy losses due to lack of warp resistance - but there won't be a next time."

Russell said softly, and gently tapped the brow of a male Eldar warrior with his slender white index finger:

"I will ignite your life and turn it into the energy needed to activate the psionic shield to help us resist your people."

As he spoke softly, the psychic flame that ignited from his brows triggered a series of carefully calculated chain reactions in the body of this natural psychic creature.

Russell ignored the hateful and resentful looks around him, and the soul-deep pain that the Eldar individual in front of him was enduring, until it turned to ashes in the flames.

Finally, a small pile of beautiful, crystal-clear dust gathered in Russell's palm.

"Both the quality and quantity are excellent. They are worthy of being a psychic race supported by the Ancient Saints. The psychic dust of the Eldar should be much more durable than the ashes of the Sons of Change... although it is still not as good as the Zelo Dust."

Russell felt the tremendous psychic power contained in the dust in his hand, and used his other hand to ignite the remaining Eldar individuals one by one.

"So besides supplying that artifact that can create a small subspace storm, does this dust created by the burning of psychic creatures have any other uses?" Bernadette, who was guarding the prison door, mustered up the courage to ask tentatively.

"This is good stuff. It's the purest and cleanest spiritual energy." Russell said with a smile, "This warship is equipped with a spiritual shield that has a damage-bearing capacity far exceeding that of a void shield of the same specification. It also has a spiritual cloaking field that can conceal the traces of the warship. Just like the storm projector, activating these advanced devices requires spiritual energy."

Bernadette seemed to have thought of something. Before she could ask, Russell continued:

"Bernatita? I know you have served as an Inquisitor in the Espenes Sector for many years. You are well-informed and have extensive connections. So, after this operation is over, I have a commission to give you."

"You say." Bernadette immediately agreed: "As long as it is within my ability, I will do my best."

"Very good." Russell nodded and continued: