Warhammer 40k Origins Stellaris Civilization Simulator

17. Talented people emerge in every generation.

"The in-game time scale is set so long, but the game doesn't speed up at all. This is our galactic speed."

The Fourth Calamity has always had some complaints about the time laws of the Star Sea Empire, which is in trouble, and he has more complaints.

"Although the leader has already spawned a batch, no Perfect Person has yet come to visit. Furthermore, the habitability of the new colony is very low, making it an inefficient time."

.........

Decades had passed in the blink of an eye, and the first wave of babies born on Helka had become the backbone of society at forty years old. Those fighters who had personally participated in the struggle against the slave owners had also grown old, and the inevitable cycle of social change had arrived.

Even with the most advanced medical technology, the first generation of Archons have all reached retirement age. Their time has ended, and wasting time in the forefront, not allowing the newcomers to shine, is unwise. Many important tasks must be handed over to the newcomers in an orderly manner before the old guard loses their judgment.

"It's just three planets, and they're so busy right now. It's hard to imagine the so-called Galactic Empire in those science fiction stories that occupied the entire galaxy. How exhausted would their rulers be? Would they be emaciated?"

Ashardron removed his Archon seal and handed it to the new Archon: the Federation's cultural hero, the white dragon Severian, or Yulong.

Her new, widely known name was chosen from the cultural traditions of a human tribe she favored while living and working in a human settlement.

"I am honored by this appointment." Her white jade scales made the seal more conspicuous.

As Ashardron showed his successor around the Chief Archon's residence, he instructed her on the mission she would shoulder. "Your responsibilities are heavy. I regret to have to remove you from your leisurely life, but no one else is more suitable. You are one of the founders of the Ninghe New Deal, respected by both humans and Drax. Your prestige is truly grand and well-deserved. With the assistance of the Archons of other races, as long as we follow the law, everything will soon be on track."

"From here you can contact the space forces directly. Well, they look very busy." Finally, they stopped in front of the information terminal connected to the mother planet's spaceport. What appeared before their eyes was not the Federation's heavy punch: a cluster of space battleships, but a lazy starry sky plankton.

"The fleet has daily training to do, so this little guy is quite free. He has been very popular since he arrived in our homeland. It seems like he has become our country's mascot."

Chief Consul Ashardron was also quite interested in the daily life of the space amoeba cub "Bubble".

The creature was widely loved and well cared for by citizens in the Federation, and it turned out that even in space, people still liked to be close to "small" animals.

"Space behemoths are truly enviable. Their lifespans allow them to witness the transformations of celestial bodies, and their bodies allow them to proudly roam the sea of stars. If we could have that day, then all these arduous journeys would not be in vain."

The leader of many people expressed his pride and sadness: "It's a pity that I was born too early and couldn't see that day, but I am also very satisfied. When I climbed out of the slave ship in a mess and saw the lush green mountains of Helka, I felt a joy that could not be exchanged for the sea of stars."

Gazing at the vast expanse of the planet from the interstellar station's perspective, the new Archon Drax solemnly promised her predecessor, the hero who had destroyed the Dark Eldar slavers: "I will never let the glory of the Federation fall. I will make all people submit to one nation."

Ashadron responded with a gesture of gratitude: "Every generation has its own talented people. You are now the guardian of this world."

A new era has begun.

.........

The first major action of the second leadership group was to launch a new colonization operation, the target of which was the remains of the ancient civilization we had discovered before, a mountainous planet full of towering mountains, a cosmic tomb we named the Cemetery of Giants.

This high-altitude, oxygen-poor, and rugged environment was unsuitable for dragons and humans, requiring the assistance of other allied races. The myconids volunteered to serve as the Aeneas of this new world. Born on a high-altitude tundra planet, they could barely tolerate the world's temperatures, though the increased oxygen exchange caused by the high altitude still required life-support equipment.

The development of the new world is indeed a difficult task, but it is necessary. It will be used as a forward base to connect Helka with the Organic Codex Ruins, a habitable world located at the farthest end of the federal territory and of great value.

Without any planetary transit point in between, Helka's connection with the Organic Codex would be too difficult, placing this abandoned city planet outside our direct jurisdiction.

Therefore, this expedition is imperative. A new Genesis Ark and a matching destroyer cluster have begun construction and will be completed in about three years. Relying on the greatly enhanced quantum engine, the colonization of the Giant Cemetery can be completed before the next decade.

This new alpine world was filled with valuable minerals, but its natural environment was unsuitable for the Federation's residents to perform heavy physical labor. Even the myconids, who were relatively well-adapted to the environment there, could only survive comfortably on the planet within the artificial environment of the colony.

Therefore, the Federation decided to promote the newly developed and well-tested labor robot technology here. A dedicated construction team would land on the Giant Cemetery planet and build a complex automatic machine assembly line.

The workers only need to comfortably assemble the new intelligent machines here and then enjoy their new life. The labor robots that come out of the factory, who are willing to work hard or lack the ability to complain, will complete the work for our citizens.

Furthermore, the Federation has begun establishing new traditions. Now that the people of the Federation have settled down to a comfortable life, it's time to stimulate their ambitions once again. This new tradition involves promoting space exploration and supporting welfare policies. It's believed this will spark a new wave of space development.

The first issue regarding the establishment of this tradition was how to develop a new type of spacecraft that was cheap, effective, and produced in large quantities. Without spacecraft that could meet civilian production standards, large-scale space activities would be impossible. The Federation's plastic steel materials were currently only sufficient for military use and were in short supply.

The solution to this problem was not ultimately found in our own laboratory, but fell from the sky. It really did fall from the sky.

18. Story of Draenor

"I just finished exploding my soldiers, and you dare come here and blow up my ball? Doesn't this bot understand the words 'lowly as an ant'?"

The player has no tolerance for NPCs' offenses. He has seen too much, from the Galaxy tough guys who are as humble as ants and dare to insult them diplomatically, to the frozen gods who question whether it is worth it.

.........

When the well-prepared fleet passed through the thin space and arrived at the Giant Cemetery, they found that it was covered by war.

Our "old friends", the greenskins, have once again invaded the territory of the Interstellar Alliance. But they are not the only visitors. In addition to the garbage and hulks that have just been cleared in space, the craters on the surface prove that there are unexpected surprises.

Sensors at the Stellar Outpost showed how this all happened.

The first thing that came into our view was a huge asteroid, followed by a green-skinned ship that was in hot pursuit of it.

The giant asteroid was covered with a large number of rare crystals and was constantly emitting ray attacks in an attempt to shoot down the green hulk. It was obvious that it was not an ordinary celestial body, but a suspected civilization unit that showed high intelligence.

The greenskins' attacks have always been inaccurate, but no matter how terrible the scatter is, they can always hit a few targets with the huge amount of firepower.

The asteroid was hit, its outer shell shattered, but the asteroid itself remained intact. Its course began to tilt, and it was captured by the planetary gravity of the Giants' Graveyard, falling to the surface.

The impact of this ten-kilometer-diameter asteroid triggered a series of natural disasters on the planet of the Giant Cemetery, which was powerful enough to cause a mass extinction of species. I don’t know how many local species we saw when we last came here have bid farewell to us.

But soon, the local devastated species will find that the arrival of the disaster brings not only kinetic energy, but also a third kind of contact.

Some extremely complex rocky structures emerged from the asteroid's innermost solid core and began to move.

They actually looked like some kind of living creatures, except that they were made of living rock.

These one-eyed stone creatures possessed a highly advanced technology, at least reaching the atomic age. Upon awakening, they immediately transformed the asteroid's wreckage into a base, quickly deploying basic living infrastructure and extensive defense systems.

Their preparations were quite reasonable and foresighted, as the greenskin ships followed closely behind, and a chaotic number of landing pods smashed across the Giant's Graveyard, generally towards the northern hemisphere of the rock creature base, and from it poured out a large number of greenskins, gremlins and scrooges.

These pesky greenskins are fighting each other, wiping out the original biomes and replacing them with greenskin ecosystems, and are also advancing towards the territory of the rock giants. Obviously, these greenskins are following the rock giants.

A fierce exchange of fire ensued between the two. The rock giants were born with the ability to fire lasers through their high-energy crystal eyes, and to release explosive breath by combining the explosive particles in their bodies with alien natural gas. They were also extremely strong and technologically equipped with atomic weapons, which made them a formidable enemy.

In this battle, the greenskins rushed towards the camp of the stone giants like a tide, trying to use their human waves to destroy the stone fortress, but they were repeatedly stopped. The stone giant army was powerful and resolute and fearless, and they continued to break down the new offensive of the greenskins.

This "Plants vs. Golem" battle seems to be difficult to determine the winner, but in fact it is obviously in the greenskins' favor, because there is no large-scale annihilation, and it is impossible to behead the enemy chief. A simple tug-of-war is equivalent to failure when facing the greenskins, who are experts in protracted warfare.

The Greenskins' war-born genetic sequences are being constantly activated by the intense conflict. Large numbers of giants, Greenskin technicians, and Greenskin mediums capable of psychic powers have begun to appear. Various combat weapons, from Daka Scrap Guns to Stolen Cars and Tanks to Squigg Behemoths, have also been upgraded. We even saw traces of a giant "Greenskin Mech."

If this continues, the situation of the battle will sooner or later tilt towards the greenskins, and the stone giant will undoubtedly be defeated.

However, the premise for determining the winner is that no one interferes with the game, but the real battlefield is never a fair show between two people. A third party entered the game midway, and it was obvious that he was trying to interfere.

After understanding the troublesome situation and assessing the damage that a continued war would cause to the new colonies, the Interstellar Alliance made a rational decision: "The greenskins must be exterminated first. This is the key to achieving peace. As for the other aliens, if we can persuade them to make peace, we will persuade them to make peace. If not, we will attack them."

As the commander-in-chief of the Third Fleet issued the combat objectives, the space force and ground corps of the Interstellar Alliance once again began to carry out an extermination campaign against the greenskins who had entered the resting place of the Lifain civilization in accordance with the combat tactics against the greenskins summarized in Dort Agate III and the strict deployment of troops according to the Ninghe principles.

As for the other intruders, while those giant rock creatures are also foreign invaders, and are known to be stubborn and aggressive, posing a certain danger, in the face of the greenskins, contact with these primitive, pre-atomic intelligent creatures can be put on hold. As long as those one-eyed stone giants aren't unwise enough to attack us, then the enemy of my enemy is my friend.

The Federation has not given up on the flexibility brought by the union of various species in its military work. Different affiliated legions have their own characteristics. For example, the Dragon Clan is usually equipped with high-temperature weapons; the Zervans have unique energy-eating guns; the Squid People have obtained a weaponized force field modulation system, which can display the force field projection effect of telekinesis in mythology; the Poison Ivy is equipped with a needle sniper rifle that can be accurately guided and rapidly fired, perfectly utilizing the super-strong aiming ability brought by their five eyes.

The logistical supply capabilities of a highly developed interstellar civilization are so strong that they can fully meet the targeted and specialized combat needs of everyone, without having to worry about specialized equipment being unable to obtain adequate supplies.

With sufficient backup resources, extremely complex and diverse equipment can adapt to the needs of various interstellar battlefields and produce cross-strike capabilities on an unimaginable scale. The greenskins' time has come.

This is a long and arduous tug-of-war, and it is also a test of the combat effectiveness of our newly formed Colonial Guard Corps. If we win this battle, then this military force configuration standard will be proven to be able to protect our normal space exploration activities.

The final result did not disappoint the federal governors, and the pioneering corps proved their ability.

19. Orc Killing Manual

"The Greenskins' position among villains is like that of Go and Mao in the Cthulhu universe."

Saying it means not saying it.

.........

The Grave of Giants, a weathered, cold planet known for its rugged mountainous terrain and vast plains of ice and snow, has become the setting for war.

The combined fleet of the Interstellar Alliance has set its sights on this place, their mission to completely eradicate the invading green-skinned orcs. Warriors of various races gather here, carrying cutting-edge technology from their various allied civilizations, to launch a grand all-out war.

The Aerospace Force's mission was to provide fire support and ensure unobstructed battlefield visibility. Alliance warships laid down a network of artillery fire from high in the sky, and the battle began with a devastating orbital bombardment. High-heat laser cannons fired continuously, incinerating the Greenskin positions and creating a crisscrossing network of ravines on the surface.

The green guys were still not afraid of the dimensionality reduction attack of orbital bombardment. They struggled out of the ruined base, brandishing shoddy weapons, emitting fanatical war roars, and fought back with anti-aircraft guns made of scrap metal and highly intelligent (that is, with a fart stuffed in them) targeting missiles, but were successfully avoided by the Interstellar Alliance.

As the greenskin camp was scattered and in chaos after being bombed on a large scale, the Federation's ground forces landed immediately, and warriors of all races began to divide the work and cooperate to launch a war of annihilation.

The Drax are always very arrogant, so they will rush to the front line for honor. They wield giant halberds and flamethrowers equipped with thermal generators, turning all the swarming greenskins into charcoal and purifying the spore pollution in the most efficient way.

As the anvil of all hammers, the human soldiers, alongside the robot army, will directly confront the Greenskins' onslaught. Together, they will engage in a frontal assault, employing a massive and versatile army configuration and highly automated, universally applicable weaponry to create a dense, intensive firepower blanket.

In order to enhance its killing capability, it is also equipped with special anti-armor units and special forces to carry out precise strikes against the greenskin mechas and command units. The anvil in this hammer and anvil tactic can also crush his enemies.

Soldiers of other species serve as a key element in the victory, assisting Drax and the humans in the frontal attack. Poison Ivy snipers hide between glaciers and rock walls, using Stinger sniper rifles to accurately kill the warlords, or so-called "warbosses" among the greenskins.

The Besadon Lizardmen weren't known for their offensive prowess, but their physical prowess made them excellent for logistical work. Utilizing their formidable digging abilities, the Lizardmen quickly constructed a complex system of trenches and tunnels within the defensive zone. These trenches were rife with traps and ambush points. When the greenskins' red, horned, triple-speed, but poorly braked, runaway chariots passed through, their explosive devices turned the entire area into a sea of fire.

The Greenskins launched their all-out attack with their characteristic ferocity, their mad enthusiasm for a fight that cared nothing for life or death, hundreds of thousands of Orks, Grots, and Squiggs mingling in a breathtaking green torrent, their stolen carts and crude mechs, or "Gorgons" as they called them, advancing indiscriminately, crushing everything in their path.

Faced with this brute force, the Squid deployed sophisticated tactics in the rear. Their weaponized force field modulation system created force barriers that broke the Greenskin charge into fragments. Simultaneously, force field projections could forcibly hurl enemies into the air, sending them crashing down like ragdolls.

The Zelvan attacked from the flanks, their energy-draining lances gleaming crimson in the night. These weapons could directly drain the enemy's vital energy, instantly reducing the greenskin's body to a hollow husk. Although the Zelvan hated the cold, their combat effectiveness was greatly enhanced in low-light areas.

In the distance, the Dryad biologists and myconid engineers, along with the Twins and the Beetles, were steadily establishing a battlefield supply system. The ancient human kingdom once possessed a brilliant tactician capable of growing food in enemy territory, and so were we.

The advanced battlefield supply system can continuously produce various supplies during the most intense periods of fighting, truly achieving production wherever the battle takes place, and can continue fighting even if the supply line is broken.

The combat effectiveness of the greenskins was constantly weakened by these combined punches. Even if a new big man from a certain clan killed the previous warlord and changed the tactics of the entire orc tribe to the type familiar to their clan, they could not really cause us any setbacks.

The Greenskins' bloodthirstiness and unbridled warlike instincts are both what make them fearsome warriors and what prevent them from becoming a first-rate army. When an army formed solely on a mad desire for destruction is systematically broken up by ferocious firepower, the Greenskins' morale begins to crumble.

The big guys started fighting among themselves to replace the warboss who was killed with pinpoint accuracy, while the ordinary greenskins fled decisively, muttering in a ridiculous accent, "This is a fight in the opposite direction."

These monsters also have something they fear, and now it's their turn to fear us! When the greenskins' combat effectiveness gradually weakened and they could no longer organize a large and well-organized force, the Interstellar Alliance Air Force launched a second precision strike, and the coordinated orbital bombardment of drones descended again.

At the same time, with the assistance of the Aerospace Force, the ground forces also launched a general offensive. Ultra-long-range strike systems first destroyed the enemy's most threatening targets, then all-terrain vehicles launched a frontal assault, followed by motorized infantry. This coordinated blitzkrieg tactic quickly annihilated the already chaotic Greenskin ranks.

The battle lasted for several standard interstellar months. When the smoke gradually cleared, the remaining greenskin forces had been basically destroyed. The remaining small-scale deserters tried to hide in a corner of the planet, but they could not escape the global scan of the space fleet.

The Interstellar Alliance achieved a complete victory in the cold wasteland of the Giant's Graveyard. In the cold wind of the Giant's Graveyard, the triumphant songs of warriors of all races resounded, proclaiming the Alliance's powerful unity.

And there was a surprising surprise, a report from a Noxian knight. He was one of the Nutan reinforcements, following the orders of the High King of the Knight Kingdom and fulfilling the covenant to support the Federation. His martial arts skills were unparalleled on the battlefield, and countless green-skinned giants were defeated by his power spear.

Or it could be called drinking and having fun. After all, being able to fight a real fighting master with real guns and swords is worth it even if it means death for the greenskins!

He once encountered those rock giants during a raid to behead a greenskin boss, and it's not a story full of conflict, it conveys a desire for peace, which is exactly what we wanted.

20. Chivalry

The first contact with the rock giant, later named Crotho, came from a Nutan knight.

Rashk Corroded Steel was having robotic laborers drape his heavy exoskeleton armor around him. Besides structural resistance to kinetic energy, his armor was also inlaid with layers of chips capable of absorbing energy weapon attacks. Its brown paint job exemplified the honor of his family.

He hung a plastic steel dagger on his waist and a poison spear on his back. When this weapon stabbed the enemy, it could release high concentrations of toxins and corrosive substances, and use a special conductive structure to allow the poison to penetrate quickly.

The Poison Paladin carries a laser launcher on his shoulder, which he uses as a long-range weapon, and his waist is covered with various professional "knight gadgets" that are sure to bring unexpected surprises to the enemy.

When all these preparations were made, he set foot on the battlefield of glory.

.........

Among the snow-capped mountains of the Giant's Cemetery, Rashak met a green-skinned orc war boss. This guy was more than four meters tall, with a scarred face that was extremely ugly. This appearance that conformed to the orcs' aesthetics showed that the surrounding war gang boys highly recognized him.

The orc boss wielded a heavy power axe in one hand and a large-caliber pistol made of various materials in the other. A circle of green-skinned minions around him shouted excitedly, cheering for their leader.

The Poison Paladin first followed the traditional dueling etiquette of knights, drawing his poison-powered spear and raising it high above his head to challenge his enemy. However, the greenskin boss clearly didn't understand this etiquette. He made a classic "I'm thinking" expression, then decided to give up and immediately took advantage of the opponent's red tape to throw a whistling machete and launch a sneak attack.

Lasak nimbly dodged the scrap machete thrown by the greenskin, and then was very annoyed at the other party's hooligan behavior: "You space barbarians don't understand the importance of combat etiquette at all. There is nothing to pay attention to with these crooked ways!"

He unsheathed the poison grenade from his waist and hurled it at the orcs. Nicknamed "Little Snacks," these toxin bombs produced a corrosive agent that could be ingested directly through skin contact. They were highly adhesive and had a long-lasting effect. It immediately caused a large number of less waaagh-like individuals to scream in pain, forcing them to withdraw from the first phase of the knight duel.

"Damn it, green shrimp, what kind of knight is this?" The greenskin boss was as annoyed as Rashak.

As a veteran who had once had the good fortune to plunder the Xiami world and escaped from the strafing and bombardment of the Xiami giants, and was excited to do it again, he did not think that the Poison Paladins and the Knights' families driving powerful mechas had the same understanding of the word knight.

The greenskin boss called on the boys to attack together, but Lashak immediately activated the leg acceleration system of the powered exoskeleton, leaving the enemy far behind.

For a period of time afterwards, he kept changing his speed and route, relying on a marathon-like guerrilla method to get rid of the green-skinned guys one by one, forcing the big guy to fight him one-on-one.

The Greenskin leader, oblivious, charged at the Poison Paladin, shouting "waaagh!" Rashak unleashed his final poison grenade, sending a gushing green mist swirling across the Greenskin's path. Unprotected, the Greenskin battle boss inhaled the mist sharply, then paused, the bloodthirsty glint in his eyes dimming slightly. The poison began to erode his strength, and Rashak seized the opportunity to swirl his spear's handle and strike the Greenskin's knee with the butt, knocking him to his knees.

The enraged greenskin leaped up and swung his axe. The Poison Paladin used his folding plasteel shield to block the axe's impact, but he was knocked back several steps.

After stabilizing his body, he quickly counterattacked, piercing the greenskin's shoulder with a poison spear and activating the diffusion blood-activating agent, causing the poison to quickly spread throughout the opponent's organs, affecting the muscles and nerves.