Travel to Warhammer 40K with Gray Wind

Stationed by the Crimson Upstart Chapter, the flagship of the 9th Expeditionary Fleet, the Unripe Dream, is the first Valkyrie to return to its home port since the expedition began.

After Russell was notified, there was no delay at all, and he took Gray Wind and teleported directly to the Seeker star base.

"Is the Unripe Dream the only one coming back? Where are the other ships of the 9th Expeditionary Fleet?" This was the first question Russell asked Anti-Entropy.

"To be precise, it's 1/3 of the Unripe Dream." Anti-Entropy's answer was very pragmatic.

"how you said that?"

"That's the literal meaning. You'll understand it right away when you see it."

The counter-entropy's pretense made Russell frown slightly, but when he rushed to the lower level of the star base and saw the giant battleship docked at the anchorage of the seeker's home port, he immediately understood the literal meaning.

At this time, the Unripe Dream is covered in scars and is no longer as pleasing to the eye as it was when it set off. The angel wings with extremely strong religious connotations on its body have withered, and the zero-element armor on the surface of the ship has decomposed and collapsed in large areas. This is the void shield, psychic shield, The dark matter deflector shields were all destroyed by overload.

The adamantine rams on the bow and stern of the ship were twisted and deformed, and every ten of the damaged nova cannon arrays were left. Large parts of the ship's hull fell apart, exposing a twisted and twisted keel structure. Overall, 2/3 of this Valkyrie-class battleship was destroyed. It was a fluke that it was able to drag its remaining body back to its home port.

"Are there any crew members surviving in the ship?" Russell asked with a solemn expression.

"All the mortal sailors have died, and no one has survived. There are still 46 monks Astartes from the Crimson Noble Chapter alive, but they are unable to communicate. They fell into some kind of semi-permanent berserk state to hunt each other. In fact, for 1 hour There were still about 90 of them before."

Anti-Entropy said truthfully: "Due to their identity as the Blood Angels sub-group, they should have fallen into a state called 'Black Fury'."

At the end, it added: "The number of surviving Brother Astartes dropped to 39."

"The Blood Angels who have fallen into the black rage are worthless to save, so kill them." Russell sighed.

"As you wish." Anti-Entropy stopped talking.

Gray Wind climbed onto Russell's shoulder and looked with him at the vast and desolate hull of the battleship below the anchorage. He wondered: "It seems that the 9th Expeditionary Fleet was indeed wiped out. Only the Unripe Dream relied on the power of the Valkyrie-class battleship. Performance barely escaped.”

Gray Feng thought for a while and began to list the information he could analyze:

According to the situation on the battleship, the enemy should have destroyed this defense through a strong attack from the front, rather than through a clever internal attack.

"The defense system of the Valkyrie-class battleship consists of a psychic shield, a dark matter deflector shield, a void shield and zero-element armor. Being able to break through this defense head-on shows that the enemy has a deep understanding of both psychic theory and physical laws. And he has made quite a lot of achievements.”

"There is not even the slightest trace of being affected by the evil magic and chaos of subspace inside and outside the hull. The enemy is not chaos."

"The damaged zero-element armor was not smashed by external rigid force, but its own structure decomposed and collapsed. The ability to disintegrate this super material that has every atom locked by graviton control technology shows that it has a god-level power involving gravity or dimensions. science and technology."

"The adamantine horns and the keel are not broken, but are bent and twisted. Adamantine is a rigid material with no 'toughness' at all. It can bend adamantine, which further confirms the idea just now - the enemy has mastered the high dimension."

Gray Wind thought for a while, then bent down and said into Russell's ear: "Looking at it this way, it is possible that the 9th Expedition Fleet encountered a powerful Necron dynasty?"

In this universe, the only civilization that can manipulate the sea of ​​souls and the material dimension at the same time is the Necron. ... Human beings are not counted. The first thing the oil man did after digging out the god-level technology involving dimensions was to hide it in the snow. He would rather die than let anyone know about it.

After Gray Feng finished speaking his thoughts, he waited for a while, but did not get Russell's response, so he was a little discouraged: "Marshal, are you distracted?"

"No, I was just communicating with the machine soul of the Unripe Dream, but unfortunately, it no longer has a machine soul." Russell sighed, and gently held the palm of Hui Feng sitting on his shoulder: "The Unripe Dream Meng’s machine soul is dead, or to be precise, it was eaten.”

"Huh?" Hui Feng was stunned.

Russell used his psychic powers and took her to the interior of the Unripe Dream's riddled hull. Although it had been a battle, the cabin and corridors with air leakage on all sides were clean, so clean that there was no trace of blood at all.

"You are right. Whether it is physical technology or psychic defense, their impact on the enemy is very limited. They have means to target shields, and the armor can be directly broken down."

Russell said, bypassing the automatic machinery that was massacring the Blood Angels who fell into black rage, and continued: "But you overlooked one thing - there is no trace of chaos in the cabin of the Unripe Dream."

Gray Feng was puzzled: "Is there any problem with this?"

"It's not only when you are attacked by the Chaos fleet that you will be eroded by Chaos." Russell said:

"The Valkyrie-class battleship leads the Terran expedition, carries the hope of the empire, is protected by the God-Emperor, and has a psychic repulsion field inside the hull. Ordinary subspace influences cannot interfere with such a significant legendary unit."

"Except for one situation." Russell changed the topic and continued: "That is people."

"Holy as Holy Terra, the cultists who have blended into it can also spread the grace of Nurgle. Under the Star Torch are crowded with demons and snake gods. The strongest fortress is always breached from within."

"Based on the tragic conditions aboard the Unripe Dream, we can know that the enemy the 9th Expeditionary Fleet faced at that time must have been extremely powerful. It was a desperate war. Under the shadow of failure and the desire for survival, hope will If it is extinguished, the glory will be dimmed, people's hearts will be shaken, all kinds of difficult thoughts will come one after another, and chaos will take advantage of it."

Russell picked up Hui Feng who was sitting on his shoulder, held it by his hand and continued walking forward:

"It is true that the soldiers of the expeditionary force are well-trained and have firm beliefs. Even if there are a few bad apples such as cowardly nobles that cause chaos and interference, they will eventually be extinguished and will be extinguished soon. But a small number does not mean that there is none; a small influence does not mean that there is none. No effect."

"After all, the expeditionary force has not reached the point where all members are saints. The expeditionary fleet may be cleaner than other imperial fleets, but it should never be so clean that there is not even a trace of chaos pollution, unless - someone erases it these impacts.”

Hearing this, Gray Feng suddenly remembered something, and his footsteps following Russell also slowed down: "Marshal, did you just say that the machine soul of the Unripe Dream was eaten..."

Russell shrugged: "Yes, they were eaten. Not only the machine soul, but also the crew on the ship were eaten. Only the Blood Angels who fell into the black rage survived to kill each other. The dead battleship corpses passed the return process. Back to home port.”

This time, Gray Wind was quick to think and quickly grasped the key: "The Unripe Dream returned to its home port through a warp engine. The fact that it can come back means that the brainworm living in the core cabin and acting as a biological engine is still alive!"

"That's right." Russell bowed his head and smiled at her, thinking that Gray Wind was finally smart.

The calculation ability and logical reasoning ability of Gestalt consciousness are very powerful, but it is insufficient for thinking about some detailed connections. Sometimes Gray Feng appears to be extremely smart, calculating every detail and leaving no stone unturned, and sometimes he appears to be naive.

But Russell thought it was quite cute.

"The machine soul was eaten, but the brain worm is still alive. The difference between the two is that the machine soul has a soul but no flesh and blood, and the brain worm has flesh and blood but no soul."

"This shows that the enemies encountered by the 9th Expedition Fleet can devour souls and suppress chaos."

Gray Feng suddenly understood, with a very excited expression on his face: "Marshal, I know what the treasure located at Baal is!"

"Oh?" Russell smiled happily: "You know? So what is it?"

Gray Feng patted his flat chest to show that he was confident: "It's a 'warlock of another dimension'."