Travel to Warhammer 40K with Grey Wind

Travel to Warhammer 40K with Grey Wind

Author: Tai Jian

[Stars x Warhammer, a refreshing novel]

Russell traveled through time, but not to the universe he wanted to go to;

There is no idyllic life here, no clear sea of ​​stars waiting to be explored, and in the universe, there is only war;

It is the distant and dark 39th millennium. A nano-battleship named "Grey Wind" sailed out from deep space and stopped above the imperial world "Faya";

Chapter 1 Gray Wind

At the end of the starlight, in the halo zone at the edge of the Milky Way, there is a small galaxy called "Faya".

Due to its small size, small population, remote location and lack of resources, the Faya Galaxy was able to avoid the war that spread throughout the galaxy and has been existing quietly in this deserted border area as if it did not exist.

Russell was born in this remote and poor place where even the empire's tax department forgot to collect taxes.

When he opened his eyes on the soft delivery bed, the first thing he saw was the kind-looking emperor statue hanging on the wall of the delivery room.

A chill of despair rose up behind the newborn baby, and he already understood where he was now.

The Warhammer Universe, a fucked-up universe full of monsters and demons, has long been ranked in the top three of the list of "works that you least want to travel to the past", and often even tops the list.

In such a desperate universe dominated by chaos, extremism, tyranny and terror, Russell felt that he would most likely not live to see the day he could walk. He would go bankrupt the moment he opened his business and be liquidated the moment he was registered.

If it was just death, it would be fine, and at worst you could start over. But this universe has evil gods, and those who are unlucky cannot even rest in peace after death. Their souls will be pulled into the subspace to endure eternal torture.

However, as a space opera fan, he was actually fighting the stars just before he traveled to the Warhammer universe.

It was a save file that chose to become a natural disaster. The human federation controlled by Russell built an ether phase engine in the Tianjin four star system that could burn the galaxy. When the mouse clicked on the start option, the engine started, and the save file was settled, Russell lost consciousness.

When she opened her eyes again, he was already on the delivery bed.

Was there any connection? Russell didn't know. But it turned out that he was actually very lucky.

He was born in a remote and peaceful galaxy. Although the resources were scarce, the technology was backward, and the system had regressed to the feudal period, it was spared from the war. Although it was poor, at least life was bearable.

Russell's identity here is the son of the planetary governor. Although he is called the governor, he is actually no different from a feudal nobleman.

He didn't mind living a life of idleness and waiting for death on this small broken ball where even the Mechanical Society didn't come to mine. After all, the people of the empire were suffering, but at least the living standards of the ruling class were still good.

This went on year after year, and Russell successfully took over the position of planetary governor from his father who died of illness when he was 24 years old.

It was also on this day that the peaceful life came to an end.

A huge space battleship sailed out from deep space, rushed into the Faya galaxy, and stopped in the synchronous orbit of this small planet.

It hovers in space like a third moon.

Russell received the news almost at the same time as he took over the governor's official seal. The dilapidated defense satellites in the planet's atmosphere were activated and put on alert, and some short-circuited and became scrapped during the activation process.

The huge size of the battleship could be clearly seen even in the most remote polar regions. For a moment, the entire planet was in chaos.

The shape of the ship parked in orbit is quite strange, different from any known imperial ship. It looks like a graceful silver shuttle with blue-purple arcs flowing around it.

Since it does not belong to the empire, it belongs to the enemy. The human empire is the enemy of the whole world.

Although the social system on the planet Faya has regressed to the feudal period, the knowledge left over from the imperial colonial era still lets the nobles know that such a huge ship would never appear alone, and it must be the flagship of a huge fleet.

But even if the follow-up fleet has not appeared yet, the oppressive feeling of this flagship alone is enough to make people despair.

This is not a force that a poor place like theirs can resist.

Report after report was sent to the Governor's Office through various channels. Nobles from all over the country used the few ancient ships in the star port to escape. Under such circumstances, it was impossible to organize a team to effectively resist the invasion of the giant ship.

...Actually, it is still possible to organize it. He can pull the state religion believers in the church over to fight the holy war.

However, Russell felt that it was a bit abstract to let humans use their flesh and blood to fight against the Titan warships. They were not Space Marines who could not play the death boarding trick.

At this moment, he was not very scared, but more of a sense of relief. The peace of the past 24 years made him tremble with fear, and he even doubted whether this was the Warhammer universe.

This question disappears today.

When Russell learned that the galaxy he was in charge of was about to be destroyed, he thought to himself, "This is Warhammer~", so he hummed a little tune from his hometown and prepared to face his own end with a positive attitude.

Looking out the window of the Governor's office, he could vaguely see the outline of the huge ship on the horizon. For some reason, Russell felt that the shape looked familiar.

"Some of the defense satellites are still operational. Let's take a look at the ship first."

Ignoring the army soldiers gathering outside the window, Russell returned to his desk and skillfully called up the monitoring interface.

Should we say that the mechanics of the Mechanical Repair Society are too awesome or what? The surveillance images sent back from the defense satellites built during the time of the previous planetary governor are surprisingly clear, perfectly demonstrating the consistent quality of the Empire's manufacturing, which is sturdy and durable.

A total of 14 satellites transmitted surveillance images from many different angles, which were processed and eventually synthesized into a 3D stereoscopic image floating above the round table.

The moment he saw this image, Russell was stunned.

If the outline of this giant ship that he had seen before only made him feel familiar, the full picture of the ship now presented in front of him completely shocked Russell.

The ship looked more than familiar to him.

He even calls the ship his wife every day.

"Grey Wind?" Russell muttered to himself.

"It's me, Marshal."

He was answered by a girl's voice that was so soft that it didn't sound synthetic.

At some point, the image of the battleship on the desk had turned into a girl with human appearance. The outfit and features were so familiar that he couldn't believe it.

The Gray Gu Storm of the L Cluster, an ancient nanorobot aggregate, a weirdo who was dug out of his own grave, and... the star field governor of the core star field of the Human Federation: Gray Wind.

That guy traveled to the Warhammer universe with him.

"How did you get here?" Russell's hands unconsciously clenched the corners of his sleeves.

The 3D projection girl in front of him put her index finger on her lower lip and thought for a moment, then answered: "I don't know!"

"I was parked in the synchronous orbit of the federal capital, responsible for protecting the galaxy where the ether engine was located. But when the engine was about to start, I lost consciousness. When I woke up, there was only empty space around me."

The "Federation" it refers to is the human federation controlled by Russell among the stars.

At this point, Gray Wind smiled, as if he had figured something out: "Marshal, I think I was thrown out of the Milky Way by some kind of shock wave."

Chapter 2 Relics

Russell nodded slightly: "What happens next?"

Gray Wind nodded and continued, "I couldn't determine my coordinates for a while, and I couldn't detect any signals from the Federation. But fortunately, I knew you were here, Marshal, so I came to find you, but I was thrown too far away. Even with multiple jumps along the way, it took me 24 years to get here."

24 years... That is to say, when Grey Wind was thrown outside the Milky Way in this universe, it was exactly when I was born.

"Grey Wind really did travel with me to the Warhammer universe."

After clarifying the current situation, Russell was relieved. He notified the army to lift the combat readiness status on the operation interface next to him, and then said to the 3D image of Gray Wind: "Change back to human form first. I have something to discuss with you in person."

Gray Wind shook his head: "No, I can't transform into a human form now."

"why?"

"Because my body is already filled with your treasures, Marshal, and there is no way to change it back. They will leak everywhere." After saying this, Gray Wind raised his eyebrows at Russell.

These somewhat inappropriate words made Russell regain some of the familiarity he had when communicating with it among the stars. Grey Wind had always loved telling jokes.

As for the treasure, the Grey Wind is now in the form of a battleship, which should be referring to what cargo is loaded in its hull... cargo brought from the stars?

"You've been sailing with the stuff?"

"Yes, Marshal. During the preparations before the engine started, I loaded all the treasures the Federation possessed into my hull."

Gray Wind answered faithfully:

"Including the Zero Soul Stone, the Huntress's Blade, the Queen of the Thorin Chromis in cryostasis, the Defragmentation Program, the Independent Rectification Core, the Cyberlux Arsenal, the Votaum Reality Transperm, and the most precious, the Galaxy Star. They are now all safely stored in my cabin."

Gray Wind's image put his hands on his hips, his chin slightly raised, with an expression that said "Come and praise me".

Russell was speechless for a moment.

He had thought that Grey Wind would bring a shipload of alloys or rare artifacts, which he could use to do something with. But Russell never imagined that it would bring a treasure.

A powerful item that is unique among the stars, a treasure...

Well, Grey Wind is here to deliver his tricks.

Although it remains to be seen whether these cheats from the stars can be used normally in the Warhammer universe, Russell feels that the probability of them being able to be used is relatively high. After all, Grey Wind can operate normally in this universe.

Russell silently read the list of treasures reported by Gray Wind in his mind. His previous idle attitude of living a life of idleness and waiting for death gradually dissipated, and a blueprint gradually took shape in his mind.

"Well done, Grey Wind, these things will come in handy."

Russell smiled and praised its twenty years of work, then asked the question that concerned him most: "But I need to know, are you still loyal to me now?"

Suddenly, the girl in the 3D image rolled her eyes at him:

"You are worrying too much, Marshal. I promised to follow you for 2000 years... No, 5000 years! It's not even 500 years now, don't even think about firing me."

"Got it. I won't fire you..."

Although he didn't know how Grey Wind hacked into the Governor's Office's communication system, Russell still cut off the communication for the time being. The next thing he needed to do was to go on the battleship and talk to Grey Wind face to face.

Walking out of the Governor's Palace, there is a densely populated residential area outside. Alarms are echoing over the city, and people are organizing residents to enter underground shelters.

The hastily assembled army did not disband obediently because of Russell's previous order. They were not blind. The huge ship was still parked in the sky and the threat had not been lifted. Instead, the first order issued by Russell, the newly appointed governor, was to ask them to give up resistance, which was suspected of betraying the empire.

Thinking of this, Russell felt that the look in the eyes of the army commander in the square in front of him seemed a little subtle.

The reason why only the army was assembled was very simple. The Faya system was too poor. Coupled with the extravagance and corruption of the nobles, this small border planet simply could not afford to support a navy.

The few antique ships were moored in the star ports left behind by the Mechanical Repair Society hundreds of years ago. Most of them had not been well maintained. There were only a few that could take off now, and most of them were used by nobles to run away with their families.

"Grey Wind, I know you can hear me."

Russell said softly, "Send a few carrier-based aircraft to shoot down all the ships trying to escape from this planet... and pick me up by the way."

As soon as the last syllable of the word fell, several small arcs appeared around the huge ship shadow hovering in the air and disappeared into the atmosphere at an extremely fast speed.

Russell breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, the army commander had come to him. Russell only needed to glance at his waist to know that the safety of his gun was on.