Travel to Warhammer 40K with Gray Wind

Vortex weapons are one of the most deadly weapons at the disposal of mankind. Its simple and crude working principle can directly dig a large hole into the subspace from the real universe, swallowing up and erasing all nearby matter and energy.

Moreover, due to the uncertainty of the Sea of ​​Souls itself, subspace cracks torn open by vortex weapons will not remain in place, but will move around the battlefield like living carnivores, preying on living creatures until Itself slowly dissipated due to the rejection of the subspace by the material universe.

There are many types of vortex weapons: vortex grenades are less powerful and can only create micro-space rifts. Their biggest advantage is that they can be carried by one soldier.

This precious individual equipment is generally used to destroy important enemy war facilities. When the war reaches a desperate situation, there will also be suicide squads who dedicate their lives to the Emperor and try to carry grenades with their bodies and rush into the void shield of the enemy Titan unit, using suicide attacks to destroy the core components of the god machine, in order to make a huge impact. bloody exchange.

As for the death strike missiles that will be equipped on large Titans and ground missile launchers, they will also be equipped with vortex warheads in extremely rare extreme cases. However, the production cost of vortex weapons of this size is very high, so they are extremely rare.

As for large whirlpool torpedoes that can directly destroy a battleship, they are even rarer. Many middle-level priests of the Mechanicus have difficulty seeing them.

The empire's conventional whirlpool weapons generally fall into the above categories, plus at most a rare and unique whirlpool bomb. But as the Emperor's executioners, the children of the Dark Angels were entrusted by the Lord of Mankind with even more devastating weapons.

The "Annihilator" vortex bomb that Gonzalez plans to use on the tomb world is an ancient relic inherited from the Great Crusade. Its killing radius is so large that it can even swallow celestial targets that are as large as Holy Terra. , enough to banish an entire planet into the subspace.

The first round of orbital bombing is still continuing. The 18-kilometer-long Eumenides continues to pour light spears onto the ground battlefield. The super-standard firepower like a divine punishment bombards the already broken ground battlefield with holes. Even the pyramid itself was affected.

Inside the Eumenides battleship, technical sergeants and technical slaves who were completely dominated by death stalkers carefully chanted obscure and complicated prayers, awakening the ancient weapons in the sealed and core compartments from the dust, and prepared to prepare for the war. This galaxy, which has already been destroyed once by a stellar explosion, brings destruction again.

Naturally, the Adeptus Mechanicus founding fleet and the battle formation composed of Swordfish frigates docked on both sides of the tomb world would not turn a blind eye to such atrocities. They all increased their speed to the limit as soon as they received the news. Roaring in the communication channel, he rushed in the direction of the Eumenides.

"We are about to be surrounded... Everyone enters the boarding torpedo preparation and prepares to launch a gang attack on all approaching ships." Gonzalez calmly arranged the next action.

Although heavy losses were suffered in the previous ground battles, and many soldiers died tragically due to the Eldar Banshee's psychic disintegrating spears, high-pressure melt, and plasma pulse weapons, the Eumenides still retains There are more than 700 Space Marines, even more if you include the Dauntless, plus the sophisticated equipment of the Children of the Dark Angels that can rival the Tauren Chapter...

Such conditions, coupled with the powerful firepower of the Eumenides as a war flagship, can be said to be a sure shot against two non-professional war fleets formed for inspection purposes.

After completing the routine deployment to defend against enemies, 3rd Company Commander Gonzalez silently put on his helmet and gave a secret authority to the mortal priest he trusted most.

"The next action seems to me to be safe enough, but caution is the consistent virtue of the Death Stalker."

Gonzalez said, slowly putting a long sword into the scabbard: "If, I mean if, if we unfortunately encounter a defeat, then I authorize you to activate the final plan. Top secret No. 8 deep in the cabin In the warehouse, the real weapons of extermination given by the Lord of Mankind are sealed... I need you to activate them when we are defeated, and bury all the blasphemous things that may tarnish the name of the Dark Angel."

"You will definitely fulfill your mission." The mortal priest bowed slightly and said, "I wish you a triumphant return."

"I will triumph."

Gonzalez held the long sword and walked towards the launch bay where the boarding torpedoes were installed without looking back.

On the ground, the first round of orbital bombing has just found its rhythm and is on track.

The preachers, mortal pilots, and nurses on the ground who had not yet had time to evacuate, as well as the banshee brigade covering them, were all submerged in the light spear strikes, and disappeared into ashes together with the armored remains—this is how it should be.

When a young pilot closed his eyes in despair in a ray of light, but the death that everyone was sure of did not come, he found that the raging and violent particle turbulence around his body was extinguished... No, it was not extinguished. , is blocked.

He raised his head and saw that a blue crystal dome had been propped up on the riddled battlefield. There were lavender spiritual energy ripples flowing on the dome like water, and light spears were inserted into the dome from top to bottom. Above it, ripples turned into water waves and spread out in circles until they disappeared.

"Psychic shield...?" The young pilot was in a daze.

He clearly remembered that the Order of Truth probably did not carry such a large-scale psychic shield generator this time... So where did this shield come from?

Before he could think through the problem, suddenly, a feeling of hatred that was so strong that it almost solidified appeared beside him.

The pilot suddenly turned his head warily, and the intelligent servitor beside him also raised his weapon. Just the first moment he saw that "thing", he felt a strong uneasiness deep in his heart.

That "thing" was not a human being, nor any living creature he knew. Its shape was difficult to describe in words, but with human eyes, he could still barely distinguish some specific features:

This is a weird thing with hands, feet and a head that is almost human-shaped, but definitely not human.

Its body is entangled with subspace turbulence that is woven by souls and constantly changing postures every moment.

Its "skin" is covered with light blue-purple feathers that resemble bird feathers. These feathers do not grow smoothly in the same direction, but are patchwork together, some upward, some downward, and some left and right.

The shapes of each feather are different. The only thing they have in common is that under the skin corresponding to each feather, there is a round, bloodshot human eyeball. It looked grotesque and ridiculous.

Each eye stared in a different direction, and each eyeball peered into a piece of knowledge. Looking at the sudden appearance of this monster, it was as if a door containing many mysteries had opened in front of him.

The strong mental shock caused the pilot's brain to shut down briefly. The monster covered with feathers and eyeballs slowly "walked" in front of him, and the strands of soul wrapped around it stretched out gently like the mechanical tentacles of a technical priest. , reaching into the young pilot's body.

Then - he took out a small packet of well-encapsulated psychic dust from the lining of his clothes.