Travel to Warhammer 40K with Gray Wind

After seeing off the first batch of transport fleets, Russell returned to the Tranquil Black Space Station.

The giant shipyard that was fully online was working non-stop to build ships at the edge of the black hole's horizon. While inspecting the progress of the project, Russell also took time to discuss with the anti-entropy host here and draw up a list of future arms sales to the human empire.

Russell sat at the table, picked up a glass of water, and said with some distress: "Anti-entropy, do you think the warships we sell to the human empire should be equipped with jump engines or warp engines?"

"I don't think both should be equipped." The mechanical angel kneeling on the other side of the table replied without hesitation.

Gray Feng, who was sitting next to Russell, blinked: "Why?"

Russell did not speak, so Mechanical Angel continued: "Both jump and warp engines are powerful technologies that can achieve super-light speed in the physical universe without relying on subspace. This is of extraordinary importance to the human empire.

Out of considerations of our own interests, we should not allow such technology to spread on a large scale, which will greatly reduce the importance of L-Stargate and threaten the administrator's monopoly on physical faster-than-light technology. "

Although the Necrons also possess physical super-light technologies such as "inertialess engine" and "wormhole capture", they are obviously unable to help humans like Russell.

"Marshal, what you say about reverse entropy makes sense." Gray Feng turned his head and looked at Russell.

"This is true in theory, but don't forget the original intention of providing military assistance to the empire." Russell sighed: "I hope that the empire will become a barrier between us and the boundarybreakers, and I want To fight the Boundaries, stable faster-than-light communication and navigation paths are almost a necessity.”

Gray Wind nodded: "Yes, the high-dimensional ships of the Boundary Breakers are equipped with psychic jump engines. Their maneuverability far exceeds that of the Imperial warships that can only rely on subspace for unstable navigation..."

If the boundarybreakers with the ability to teleport are like nimble and agile birds, the fleet of the Human Empire is like a snail crawling on the wire mesh.

The broomstick is precious and only provides conventional warships without jumps or warp engines to the Human Empire. Such symbolic assistance cannot change the fact that the Human Empire has no power to fight back against the Boundary Breakers. It can only slightly delay the expansion of the high-dimensional invasion. That’s all.

"Then, what about using Tianji Engineering?"

Gray Wind thought of another way: "We can use the 'Tianji Project' to ascend to encrypt the core components of the jump engine and the genetic code of the biological warp engine to prevent others from deriving these two technologies through reverse engineering."

It's a good idea... I've thought about it too.

Russell drank up the water in the cup and handed the empty cup to Gray Feng: "The idea is very good. Tianji Engineering can firmly control the manufacturing capabilities of super-light ships in our hands, but... we are likely to It will be impossible to control the production of warships."

Gray Feng was a little frustrated: "Why is this..."

Russell was also a little helpless: "The last high-dimensional invasion was blocked by the Awakening Empire at the beginning, so you may not realize the true terror of high-dimensional invaders."

After a moment of silence, Russell continued: "'Boundary Breakers' are actually just one of the different-dimensional beings, or the vanguard. If we don't find and destroy the boundary-breaker's different-dimensional portal as soon as possible, the aliens coming from higher dimensions will There will be more and more intruders.”

"By then, high-dimensional beings named 'apostates' and 'fanatics' will successively open rifts in different dimensions and come here. By then, the high-dimensional invasion will be truly uncontrollable."

That's why Russell said that he probably couldn't control the production of battleships.

There will be more and more invaders, and the empire's demand for battleships and arms will also increase. With the giant shipyards going all out, it is not a problem to build a huge fleet of hundreds of thousands, but quantitative changes will cause qualitative changes.

"When we sell more super-light warships to a certain level, it won't actually matter whether we have a monopoly on super-light technology. The impact has already spread." Russell took the filled water glass from the ashtray and took a sip: "It's very helpless, but we have no better way."

It won't work if we don't give. If we give less, it won't be enough. If we give too much, it won't be enough. Thinking about this, it seems that I am in a dead end.

Russell and Gray Feng were both helpless and frustrated, while Anti-Entropy was still the same as before. The three of them discussed for a while, but in the end they still couldn't come up with a better solution.

I want the human empire to deal with natural disasters, but I don’t want to use super-light ships for people. How can there be such a good thing in the world?

"Forget it, let's go with Gray Wind's idea." Russell sighed softly and chose to give up: "Reverse entropy, I will let Koroniai cooperate with you. The ships supplied to the Human Empire will mainly use warp engines. A small number of them are equipped with jump engines and are encrypted with Tianji engineering."

"Understood." The mechanical angel bowed slightly to express his understanding, then turned and left.

The depressed Russell pulled Hui Feng into his arms and slapped him so hard that his hair was blown.

Gray Feng pressed his red face against his chest and said breathlessly: "In fact, it is best to find the coordinates of the different-dimensional portal as soon as possible, and then invest a large number of troops to destroy it once and for all, and there will not be so many troubles later. It’s over.”

You can also recycle interdimensional warlocks.

"I think so too, but I always feel that the next action will not be so smooth." Russell sighed quietly.

After Tzeentch and Khorne were defeated one after another, the Chaos Evil God didn't have the courage to approach him for a solo, but he did have the courage to cause trouble secretly - and it was very big.

In the Far Eastern Star Territory in the 40th millennium, the rulers hugged each other and sighed as they looked at the rotten situation, but the people underneath were a different story.

The Erincia star sector is located in the northern star belt of the Far East star field, close to the Great Hollow in the Constellation of Nightmare.

Due to the collapse of the Lost Dreams Nebula, the Erincia sector once lost its direct communication channel with the Esbanese sector. Several important agricultural worlds also fell under the attack of the Greenskins, triggering a crisis that affected the entire Due to the great famine in the sector, even the capital planet "Aisalin" is in an extremely difficult situation. The planet's population of 28 billion has shrunk to less than 20 billion in 15 years.

The short number written by the clerk was so heavy that the entire planet could not bear it.

After the Terra Expeditionary Force set off, the aliens and Chaos that were staring at them completely lost control, and the situation quickly deteriorated to the extreme. The Erincia sector has since fallen into the purgatory of war.

Hundreds of millions of imperial civilians groaned and died under the ravages of war, but this was actually a relatively happy outcome.

More people were raised as livestock by the greenskins and used as feed to feed Scrooge and Grot; the Dark Eldar fished in the troubled waters at the bottom of the hive on the edge of the battlefield, and captured a large number of civilians to use as toys for torture and fun. A hell where death is even more terrifying...

Every time they think back to the fear they felt at that time, ordinary workers on Aishalin will feel that their current life is a dream.

Nesaro is one such lucky worker.

Nesaro is 22 years old this year. He has no special identity. He is just an ordinary thief who was born in the lower level of Aishalin's nest city.

Children like him who come from a low-income family will always learn various petty theft skills before the age of 8, and then hone their skills to perfection around the age of 11. Why? Because children who failed to do this either starved to death because they could not steal anything, or were beaten to death with sticks after their theft was exposed.

Nesaro's stealing skills were in the upper-middle range among his peers. He could not starve to death, but he could not fill his stomach. In his childhood memories, the ubiquitous hunger always accompanied him like a ghost wherever he went. Follow wherever you go.

When the war broke out and the aliens invaded, Nessaro thought that he might be able to escape with his life by getting into the sewers of the hive city with his small size, but it turned out that he was wrong.

No matter how superb his methods, how skilled he is, how hidden his escape route, it all looks like a joke to the bloodthirsty Dark Eldar.

Nesaro forgot how the barbed whip swung by the Eldar pierced his thigh and came out of his chest; he also forgot that he was still there when he was dragged out of the sewer. No complete limbs.

He only remembered that when he woke up from the nightmare, all the wounds on his body had disappeared, and countless hideous insect aliens were wandering back and forth on the ruins, gnawing at the corpses, like another nightmare.

Fortunately, I have woken up from both dreams.

Nesaro washed his face with clear cold water to cheer himself up, took his satchel and hurried out.

Today is Monday, and the unit’s free breakfast includes two yogurts.