Travel to Warhammer 40K with Grey Wind

However, thanks to Russell's education during this period, Grey Wind knew how to deal with the current situation.

It first used the same rhetoric that Russell had used to deceive the Fallas to deceive the technological sage, such as heritage, inheritance, and the golden spirit.

After learning that the huge battle body in front was indeed a great legacy from the dark technological era, Gray Wind vaguely heard bursts of crying coming from the other side of the communication channel.

Although it is disgusting, the war is more important.

Grey Wind sent all the combat parameters of the Cyberlux battle body to the Titan Legion of the Mechanical Society so that they could better cooperate with each other in combat.

As expected, after learning about the Cyberlux battle body's firepower advantage and armor disadvantage, the Titan Corps immediately changed its battle strategy. The tough and thick-skinned Imperial Titans rushed to the front of the team under firepower, holding up the void shield to block the dense rain of bullets for the battle body troops behind them.

The Cyberlux war bodies, having been able to catch their breath, had no more worries and began to respond to the Imperial Titans' cover with more precise and efficient firepower coverage.

Gray Wind was deeply moved by this heroic act of sacrificing one's own life to protect friendly forces. He didn't think at all that these oil men were just coveting the Cyberlux battle body.

Amid the heavy artillery fire, the nimble figure of the Thunderhawk gunboat shuttled back and forth, fighting fiercely for air supremacy with the cool orc fighter jets emitting black smoke.

At the same time, Space Marine forces composed of a number of different chapters were quickly deployed in the buffer zone cleared by the Titan units.

Various modified models of Rhino personnel carriers and "Mastodon" super-heavy assault personnel carriers gathered into a torrent of steel that could destroy everything in its path, shielding the fully-armed Astartes as they charged forward fiercely under the feet of the Titan Legion, engaging in an armored battle with the Ork's battle fortresses and stolen car tanks.

Warriors loyal to the Emperor fought bloody battles on a battlefield filled with energy. The human empire showed no mercy or compromise to the aliens. The only common languages ​​in the galaxy were steel and fire.

During the interval between wars, Grey Wind had a brief but efficient tactical exchange with the Imperial Fleet command on the battleship Flame of Repentance, thereby learning about the tactical deployment of the Human Empire.

It was a very routine decapitation operation.

Their real target is hiding in the depths of the battle moon. As long as they kill the biggest, greenest, strongest, coolest and most bulky orc, the beast heart of the entire greenskin empire will collapse. The unbreakable force field will dissipate, and those shabby ships that have not fallen apart because of my thinking will also fall apart immediately.

But will this decapitation operation really go so smoothly?

Through the nanosensors scattered throughout every corner of the battlefield, Grey Wind can sense the unrest deep beneath the moon's surface.

In addition to the endless stream of steel pouring out of bunkers and underground passages, and the flying drill-killing machines attempting to launch surprise attacks on the Titan Legion, there are also bigger and flashier gadgets rumbling towards the battlefield.

Chapter 24: Galler Iron Plague

They all looked roughly the same, but were completely different upon closer inspection. They looked like steel giants forcibly stacked from various parts, covered with insane artillery, and holding oversized chainsaws in their hands.

From a distance, they looked like oversized, heavily armored orcs.

The Titan units of the Green Orcs: Iron Giant, Ancient Giant.

The appearance of the Iron Giant and the Ancient Giant forced the Imperial Titans to focus their main attention on the enemy's Titan units. The various walking iron can mechas that appeared with them made the pressure on the Space Marine troops and mortal armored divisions that lacked firepower support suddenly soar.

But overall, they were still moving steadily towards the strong fortress where the orc leader was hiding.

This is undoubtedly a tough battle, and even if the Empire can win in the end, the price it pays will be extremely heavy. However, they still have the huge variable of the Cyberlux battle body.

There is no doubt that the Titan units have a huge impact on the battle situation, let alone the Cyberlux battle body, a highly specialized, extreme output-type Titan. Not to mention that there are 18 of these units at once. Such a force, if used properly, can almost influence an apocalyptic-level war.

The orcs' ancient giant was as fragile as a cookie in the face of their powerful firepower. Even with the support of a force field, it could not withstand the all-round attack from its combat body for too long.

The admirals and psychic advisors on the Fire of Repentance couldn't help but sigh in unison, wondering where the Falla people had dug up so many usable ancient heritages... It was a pity that they had been unable to contact the planetary governor of Falla, and no one knew where that guy had gone.

With the support of the combat troops, this ground war on the battle moon can be said to be a rare battle for the Imperial Army where the advantage can truly be described as "I have it". If the advantage can be sustained, victory is only a matter of time.

Unfortunately, there is no such if.

As the war progressed, the think tanks in each Space Marine Chapter became aware of something strange hidden in the green tide.

The Martyrs Legion fought their way through the green tide that spread across the galaxy to reach the Battle Moon and participate in this decisive battle. Every member of the Legion is a tough warrior selected from thousands.

They had already roughly understood the temperament of the orcs in previous battles, and gradually developed their own set of tactics against these cruel, bloodthirsty, unreasonable and dirty aliens. After finding the feeling, they became more and more successful in fighting.

But now, all the practical skills honed from countless battles to deal with ordinary orcs seem to be of little use.

These orcs on the Battle Moon are "essentially" different from orcs in other parts of the galaxy. They seem to move more slowly and their bodies are relatively fragile. They can easily be destroyed by a single explosive bomb.

But at the same time, their recovery ability is also stronger - although the recovery ability of ordinary orcs is already very strong.

——The tall orc whose abdomen was blasted by a large-caliber grenade was still able to pick up the gun and continue fighting with only his upper body, and he could even aim.

——The orc bodies chopped into pieces by the chainsaw sword will not die immediately, but will crawl and wriggle on the ground, piecing together into strange individuals whose limbs, heads and bodies each belong to five or six different orcs. Only flamethrowers and high explosives can completely burn them to ashes.

Although the Human Empire has long known that the green-skinned orcs are actually psychic mushrooms with a mixture of fungi, plants and animals, the mushrooms on this battle moon... seem particularly mushroomy.

On the Seekers space station, Huifeng, who was remotely controlling the combat troops through a subprocess, also noticed something unusual at this moment.

The weapons of the combat body are still sharp, and the destructive power is still devastating, but when controlling these big guys to move forward, an indescribable sense of sluggishness always accompanies Huifeng's consciousness.

At first it thought that there was some kind of binding magnetic field in the battle moon, but as the Imperial Titans entered the battlefield, it found that the Night Lord and the Titan Legion he led were moving very quickly. Among all the Titan units on the battlefield, only the Cyberlux war bodies moved particularly slowly, and there was a strange sticky feeling when they walked, as if they were walking in a swamp.

The nano-repair system on board the machine was still faithfully performing its repair duties, but in the endless battles, Grey Wind discovered that some parts of the machine's body - such as the ankle joints and calves equipped with energy shield generators - could no longer be repaired.

The information sent back by the sub-process carried by the body is: there are no mechanical structures in these places that can be repaired by the nano-repair system, and there are only organic matter there.

Organic matter… ?

Gray Wind thought of some horrible things, things that the Marshal often mentioned when he told him stories every night:

Chaos corruption.

The loyal metal gradually turned into a strange living flesh, which was one of the manifestations of corruption by the evil power of the Warp.

There is a special term used to describe this phenomenon of mechanical infection: Geller's Iron Plague.

If the truth is what Grey Wind thinks, then the strange phenomena on the Battle Moon can be explained.

Sacred binary codes and the Emperor's holy words can be seen everywhere on the Imperial Titans. Before they enter the battlefield with the Imperial holy emblem hanging on them, they have the state religion priests and technical priests line up to chant scriptures and kowtow in turns. They perform shaman dances for three days and three nights just to please the machine spirits, so they are naturally not afraid of ordinary evil and filth.

The Cyberlux battle machine does not have such treatment. To be more precise, this mass-produced machine assembled on an industrial assembly line has no machine soul at all.

"But why is there Chaos pollution on the Battle Moon?"

Grey Wind couldn't understand. Orks were a race of psychic Gestalts that were almost impossible to be corrupted by Chaos. Their energy was different from any kind of Warp force. It would be better to believe that Orks could wear blue armor and call themselves Ultramarines than to believe that they would be corrupted by Chaos.

"What if it's not the orcs that are corrupted, but something else that coexists with the orcs?"

Such a voice suddenly came from a communication channel that had been silent for a long time.

"marshal!"

Gray Wind was overjoyed: "Marshal, where on earth have you gone? I, I don't know what to do... There are tentacles growing inside the armor of the battle body..."

Russell's voice was very calm, even to the point of being somewhat inhuman:

"Your judgment is correct. There is indeed chaos pollution inside the battle moon. It is not surprising that a combat body lacking psychic protection will be infected after fighting in such an environment for a long time."

Hearing that the marshal was not panicking, Grey Wind felt more at ease: "But logically speaking, orcs should not be contaminated by Chaos..."

"That's true in theory." Russell sighed softly, "But, Grey Wind, you should already know why the human empire is chasing after the orcs, right?"

Chapter 25 buff

"Hmm... these humans claim that they are fighting for the Emperor's will, to seize for the Lord of Mankind a treasure that contains enormous life force from the hands of the orcs... Ah, what do you mean?"

Gray Wind subconsciously opened his eyes wide with both hands, his eyes full of disbelief: "It's not the orcs that are contaminated, but the so-called treasure?"

"That's right." Russell confirmed the idea.

At this moment, Russell was driving a small speedboat alone in the uninhabited deep space outside the Faya galaxy at high speed. The speed was so fast that the entire boat was almost pulled into a thin line.

This small speedboat was not equipped with a very powerful propulsion system. The reason why it could speed up to a speed close to sub-light speed was because it continuously used psychic energy to stack buffs.

The psychic potential of the Zelo people is praised by everyone in the End of Samsara.

While racing the boat, Russell was communicating with the seeker of knowledge. Listening to Gray Wind's pitiful pity, he felt that his soul was healed.

"If nothing unexpected happens, the chaos pollution on the Battle Moon should be the work of the evil god Nurgle. The so-called treasure containing powerful vitality, the God of Life cannot be uninterested."

As soon as Russell finished speaking, Gray Wind asked in confusion: "God of Life? This name sounds like a very kind god..."

"That would be great." Russell laughed. "I'll explain the details to you later. Now I need the battle to remain stalemate for as long as possible. I'll be there soon."

"Marshal, you don't have to feel any pain in your waist when you talk while standing."

"I'm sitting down," Russell replied.

"Then you can sit and talk without any back pain..."

In the control room of the Seekers, Little Gray Wind, who was less than one meter tall, sat on the table, swinging his feet and looking at the invasion reports coming from various parts of the space station with a sad face.

After a long war of attrition and the sinking of countless warships, the orcs finally succeeded in boarding the Seekers space station.

The small relief was that a large number of damaged human ships were anchored in the fleet anchorage at the bottom of the space station for repairs. Upon learning that the space station had been invaded, the bloodthirsty pilgrims did not even need Grey Wind to ask for support, and immediately sang hymns praising the Emperor and fought desperately against the orcs who had come to board the station.

"Humans are really scary." Huifeng sighed softly, his brows still tightly furrowed. The information sent back by the sub-process showed that the Cyberlux battle body was becoming more and more sticky when walking.

Chaos corruption is currently limited to the power supply lines under the leg armor, and has a tendency to spread upwards.

If the filthy flesh and blood grew and spread to the control center in the chest, Grey Wind would have to abandon this machine to prevent the chaos from contaminating its main consciousness through the sub-process.

Thinking of this, Grey Wind couldn't help but think of the stories Russell would tell him every night.

"Let's consume as many Orc manpower as possible while the corrupted area is not too large..." Grey Wind pulled the battered space station to hide on the side of the main ship Fire of Repentance to rest, while ordering the combat troops on the ground to concentrate their firepower on bombing the ancient giant opposite.

Under the concentrated fire of 18 war bodies, even though the green-skinned ancient giant, which was also a Titan unit, had a force field, it only lasted less than half an hour before collapsing and turned into a pile of scrap metal again.

The scene of such a huge machine being destroyed was nothing short of spectacular. The bravery of the Cyberlux war body greatly boosted the morale of the Empire's soldiers. They followed the Titan Legion, and the rumbling steel torrent was about to break through the green tide. The fortress where the orc leader was hiding was already within reach.

A solemn hymn rang out on the battlefield which was close to the vacuum. Grey Wind could not understand the obscure words. He was more curious as to why there were people singing on the battle moon and how the singing could penetrate the helmet.

But Gray Wind soon discovered that it was not just the Imperial troops who were inspired by the powerful fighting power displayed by the War Body troops.

The orcs who were brutally slaughtered somehow became crazy. There was no fear at all in them. The brave battle roars that followed one after another resounded through everyone's heart. Even the hymns praising the Emperor were drowned out by the huge noise.

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The force field on the battle moon became unprecedentedly strong at this moment, so much so that Gray Wind, who was controlling the Cyberlux combat body whose legs were infected with the Geller Iron Plague, suddenly found that the body's footsteps were no longer heavy, and were even more agile than before?

"What's going on?" Grey Wind was completely unable to understand this strange situation. Not only the speed of movement, but even the plasma and live ammunition sprayed out from the weapon system were becoming more lethal, as if a layer of berserker buff had been added.

In the end, it was Russell who answered this question for it.

"The scene of the war body you controlled destroying the orc titan was witnessed by too many orcs. They think these big guys are very powerful, so the force field on the moon began to increase the power of the war body troops."

Russell said calmly: "If they think you are powerful, then you will be powerful too. Orcs are like this. Just get used to it."

The force field itself is also a variant of psychic power. The Cyberlux warrior that the orcs think is very powerful is now equivalent to receiving a layer of powerful psychic blessing. The chaos pollution it suffered before was just eliminated by "Anxunsi".

Giving buffs to enemies during fights, this kind of suffocating operation is unique to the greenskins in the universe, and this group of guys has always done it this way.

"How outrageous..." Grey Wind had a new understanding of the freak creatures like orcs. Today, he finally knew what kind of creature killed the Fire Dragon Lord Vokhan.