Travel to Warhammer 40K with Gray Wind

The days of concentrating on farming are passing day by day. With the unremitting efforts of the Machinery Society to develop production and analyze the science and technology tree of the star civilization, Russell's promise to the ordinary people is being fulfilled in an orderly manner. Hunger and chaos are decreasing day by day, and the governor's prestige is increasing day by day. increase.

Amidst the ebb and flow, the remaining aristocratic forces were also liquidated very efficiently under the promotion of the state religion, providing him with ample financial support.

During this period Russell came to an agreement with the Established Church.

As a religion that worships the Emperor as the only supreme god, the state religion regards the materialist theory "Imperial Truth" proposed by the Emperor himself as heresy, because it denies the divinity of the Emperor.

The followers of the state religion have always wanted to get rid of the Imperial Truth Sect, and Russell mainly used two methods to win their support:

The first is to help proselytize; the second is to use the power of the governor to assist the state religion in suppressing the Imperial Truth Sect;

With his tacit cooperation with the bishop, scholars, teachers, and scientific researchers from the Imperial Truth Sect were constantly being secretly arrested and thrown into prison after simple religious trials.

This group of people was already weak in the empire, and their channels for speaking out were blocked by Russell using his personal prestige, so that their disappearance hardly caused any waves in Falla.

But the strange thing is that as time goes by, more and more supporters of the Imperial Truth are sent to prison, but the small number of prisons on Falla have never been expanded.

The church officials generally believed that the dark cells buried deep underground had become the tombs of heretics, so they greatly appreciated the piety and nobility of the new governor. Russell did not provide any explanation for the whereabouts of these people.

Four years passed quietly like a big dream. In the fifth year after Gray Wind came to Falla, six fully-organized Cyberlux troops were assembled on the first moon and were sent into Gray Gu. In the hangar of the mothership.

It was also in this year that Russell finally relented and approved the robot's persistent research application on this "human heritage of the golden age".

With the issuance of this order, a large number of repaired or newly built transport ships were docked into the orbit of the first moon, and countless grassroots technicians and technical priests were waiting eagerly on the ships.

At this time, Gauss, who already held a high position in the Falla Machinery Association, was standing on the side of his armored ship "Permanent Gear", looking through the porthole at the huge Gray Goo battleship parked on the back side of the first moon. I was very excited.

After spending four years digesting several technologies that Russell had previously shared with him, Gauss deeply realized how precious the countless ancient technologies carried on this ship were.

At this moment, the door to the treasure house was about to open, and he had already received permission to take away several precious gems.

"Actually, in the hangar inside this battleship, there are still sleeping a group of established ancient Titan troops. Their structures are extremely advanced and completely different from the current Imperial Titans. They should be of great research value to you. "

"I have recently obtained the right to activate them, and specifically allow you to call in enough transport ships to transport these divine machines from the hangar for research. Don't let me down."

This is Russell... No, these are the original words of His Highness Russell, the messenger sent by the God of All Machines, the great Governor of Falla!

Whenever I think of these generous words, Gauss and his technicians are moved to tears.

But for such a historic moment, Russell was not present. When the robot flew out of space, the hard-working governor was still reviewing documents in the governor's palace on the surface of Falla.

Gray Feng, who was dressed as an Anglican nun, sat on the sofa and swayed his calves, boredly turning one of his hands into a tentacle and back again, and then into the paw of some kind of beast, back and forth. The biodiversity on this planet is not very good. After playing for a while, it couldn't find any material. It was so bored that it had to lie on the table and watch Russell flip through files.

"Marshal, the transport ship of the Mechanical Society is already approaching me." Gray Wind said softly, picked up an apple pear on the table and took a bite, making a crisp sound.

"Well, you should pay more attention to the disguise work and don't let them discover the mining traces on the first moon." Russell didn't raise his head when he spoke.

"Don't worry, a transport ship that is not equipped with sufficiently advanced detectors will not be able to see through the three-dimensional camouflage on the surface of the first moon."

Gray Wind chewed the skinned fruit, but the syllables he spoke were still clear: "I think you should worry more about me than the discovery of the arsenal. Those half-human, half-machine technology maniacs look at me now, like Gulu When I was watching The Lord of the Rings, I was a little worried that they would rush up to me and hold me and cry, crying and laughing at the same time... something like that."

It had heard Russell tell the story of The Lord of the Rings, and it also remembered that when Russell handed over the two technologies of "Solid State Holographic Mold" and "Nano Separator" to the Machinery Association last year, Gauss's reaction was like this, it was weird.

"No, the Adeptus Mechanicus will not forcefully land on you. I have specifically warned them." Russell put down the document in his hand, raised his head, and smiled at Gray Feng: "If you find that the transport ship is trying to dock into the machine, Ku, just open fire and sink it."

Gray Feng nodded, put the remaining core of the fruit into his mouth, chewed it and swallowed it together.

This is roughly how Russell deceived the Mechanical Society:

He told Gauss that he only had partial control over the ancient battleship. He had only unlocked the power section and the hangar where the Titan was parked. The other sections of the battleship were still on a no-access alert, and they would be attacked if they got close. Attacks on automated defense systems.

Of course, such a life-threatening trivial matter cannot deter the motor oil guys who regard knowledge as their life. They will most likely rush upward despite the firepower.

So Russell added another sentence later:

"If the battleship's mastermind determines that it cannot prevent intruders from entering the hull, it will start running a self-destruct program."

In this way, the mentality of this group of technical madmen was finally stabilized, allowing them to immerse themselves in studying the various novel technologies handed over by Russell until the battle unit was completed.

Gray Feng turned over and lay down on the sofa: "The handover has begun, Marshal."

At this moment, in the dark space on the back of the first moon, armored transport ships formed a triangular formation on the side of the Gray Gu mothership, opened their void shields and sailed forward.

Gauss's vehicle, the "Permanent Gear", was at the forefront of the formation. He was sitting in the main control room with a tense expression. His original eyes and prosthetic eyes were nervously watching the scene in front of him, covering the sides of the battleship. Beautiful shell.

The door of the side hangar slowly opened. With the light of the stars, Gauss cast his sight behind the door. He would be the first to take over this great legacy from the golden age.