Travel to Warhammer 40K with Gray Wind

"I understand. Please wait here while I prepare the ship for you to go to Kerentalina."

After confirming Russell's wishes, the waitress left without asking any questions, leaving two young sisters in lace maid outfits to cook pine needle tea for him.

As a high-level attendant who received vocational education from an early age, Katyuya received many noble officials who visited Klentalina. Sometimes officers from the Imperial Navy also came here for entertainment. All kinds of people with all kinds of strange personalities. , among whom there are some serious people who are meticulous and averse to hedonism, and she knows how to deal with them.

But even in Katyuya's 12 years of hospitality experience, Russell Yastarti is a very special guest.

The governor of Falla came here alone, without a fully armed entourage to ensure safety, nor a luxurious guard of honor to show his financial strength.

However, such a gentle young man, sitting alone on the sofa silently drinking tea without any precautions, made the entire Karenna sector dare not neglect him, including the governor of Karenna himself.

Because he represents the will of the star flicker.

It is now the 15th year of the 40th Millennium, 15 years since the start of the Terran Crusade.

Fifteen years may not be enough time for the news of the expedition to reach Terra, but it is enough time for various secrets to quietly circulate among the ruling class of the Extreme Star Territory.

At this point in time, it was no longer a secret that the Emperor's Living Saint had ceded the Far Eastern Frontier.

Especially the Klenna sector near the Eye of Terror. The 2nd Expedition Fleet just passed through here two years ago. They took away a large amount of supplies, brought the L-Star Gate, and also brought... the Star Bomber. s legend.

"This tea is so astringent." Russell put down the tea cup and said that he couldn't drink this kind of pine needle tea collected from thousand-year-old trees on the Emerald Star.

Astringency is astringency. A cup of bitter tea will not become sweet just because it was brewed by a beautiful girl. That's not the case.

"Pine needle tea should be eaten with desserts, Your Excellency Yastarti." The girl accompanying him said softly, for fear of offending him: "The Emerald Planet is rich in products, especially maple sugar, honey and other natural sugars. But although the desserts are beautiful, they can become greasy after eating too much. It would be great to have a pot of tea to relieve the greasiness. Even guests who don’t like desserts can always enjoy two more pieces.”

With that said, another waitress had already brought the dessert with tea to Russell.

Everything on the Emerald Star is exquisite and luxurious, but the small piece of pastry in the center of the tray has 13 layers of honey, maple syrup, raisins, cocoa... The layers are piled up in waves, like the vast sea of ​​trees on the Emerald Star. Like a girl's long curly hair.

Russell took a sip. The taste was really sweet, and the touch was soft and smooth. It was like digging a spoonful of white clouds into his mouth, making his mouth and tongue have a sweet dream together. But the second bite was a bit hard to swallow, it was really sweet.

"How do you feel?" the maid asked softly.

"The stuff is good, but it's a pity that I sent Gray Feng back. If she were here, she could probably eat up all the stock in your kitchen." Russell said this without any end.

After finishing the dessert, I took another sip of pine needle tea to wash away the residual taste in my mouth. What I tasted this time was not bitterness, but the fragrance of grass and trees in my mouth.

"As long as you have needs, we can prepare some more refreshments like this for you and preserve them with a stasis field so that you can take them with you when you leave." The maid then said her suggestion, fearing that the distinguished guest would have any regrets.

Russell thought thoughtfully: "Using a stasis field to preserve food... is indeed a convenient use."

Holding the warm tea cup, he couldn't help but think of something.

——Shortly after Robert Guilliman, the original body of the Ultramarines, returned, 88 demonic armies of Khorne invaded the Royal Palace of Terra. The Imperial Army, represented by the Custodes, vowed to defend the gate of the palace, the Lion's Gate, to the death.

In that tragic battle known as the "Battle of the Lion's Gate", thousands of Custodes suffered heavy casualties in the battle with Khorne's army. Among them, a large number of seriously injured Custodes died in vain due to lack of fearlessness.

"The Imperial Guard is an extremely expensive unit. The cost of a qualified Imperial Guard and its full set of equipment requires a rich and habitable planet to be completely exhausted before it can barely be paid. Every death of the Imperial Guard is the most painful loss for the human empire... …”

"If enough stasis fields could be deployed on the Lion's Gate front line at that time, the number of Imperial Guards who died in vain due to lack of treatment would have been reduced a lot... Unfortunately not."

Even the critical frontline of Terra can't get enough supply of stasis fields, yet the Governor of the Kerenna Sector is using this thing to preserve food?

Russell smiled. He had no right to comment. He just felt that the human empire was quite abstract.

"Your Excellency Yastarti, the ship to Krentalina has arrived."

The gentle voice of the maid awakened him from his memories. Russell drank the tea in the cup in one gulp, with a mouthful of bitterness in his mouth, and quickly walked out of the luxurious reception room decorated like a dream in heaven.

The reception given to Russell by Governor Klentarina was very high. Even the ship that sent him to Klentarina looked beautiful and grand. It looked like a fancy cruise ship moored in the star port, similar in style to the Imperial Navy. The battleships are completely different.

Russell had no intention of appreciating these and quickly walked into the cabin, letting it take him away from the Emerald Star.

For some reason, he had the illusion of running away.

"Please come here, Your Excellency Yastarti. The Governor heard that you wanted to interview you as soon as possible, so he put aside his official duties and came here to meet you in advance."

A petty officer in a straight uniform enthusiastically led Russell into the cabin and led him through the intricate corridors and corridors. However, he did not go to the command room in the center of the battleship, but entered an unknown hidden secret room deep in the cabin.

"Please come in. The Governor has been waiting inside for a long time." The sergeant bowed slightly and left without looking back.

It seems that Governor Kelenna is in a hurry and can't wait to rush here... Yes, he really should be in a hurry.

Russell shook his head, opened the hatch, and entered the secret room.

There are no luxurious entertainment conditions in the hidden secret room on the battleship. There are only tables, chairs and furniture that are relatively ordinary compared to the Emerald Star Resort, and there are no electronic devices.

The middle-aged man sitting on the sofa saw Russell coming in when the cabin door opened. He quickly stood up to greet him. He forced a smile on his sad face and said, "Your Excellency Yastarti..."

"Just call me Russell, I don't like my last name very much." Russell casually chose a place to relax and sit down, and the hatch behind him closed automatically: "You look very bad, you should pay attention to rest?"

The man in the secret room had dark eyes and sunken cheeks. His physical condition and mental state were obviously not very good. This is the current governor of Kerenna Sector, Benhard Medius.

Benhardt Medius sighed helplessly and said with a smile: "Ah... Sir Russell, how can I rest peacefully in this situation?"

Russell was convinced: "Indeed, the Boundary Breaker's fleet has penetrated the entire Klenna sector. As a governor, it is indeed difficult for you to sleep."

There is a saying that he actually arrived a little late. Fortunately, after breaking through the Klenna sector, the Boundary Breaker did not expand to the surrounding area for some reason. Instead, he focused on piercing the Eye of Terror along this route. Otherwise, Klenna The sector had already been completely occupied, and Russell wouldn't even see half a living person when he came.

"Foreign troubles have not yet been resolved, but there are also internal worries. We are facing a powerful enemy. Instead of joining us to fight against the enemy, the Dark Angels who came to support us went to the Star of Hell to ask for the L-star gate construction template from the local branch of the Adeptus Mechanicus. It was so tense..."

Benhardt Medius sighed deeply and couldn't help but shake his head: "I tried every possible channel to seek help for Klenna, but other surrounding star regions were too busy to take care of themselves because they were separated by the Eye of Terror. Because of this, we can’t even send the SOS message directly to Terra..."

"The Adeptus Mechanicus only cares about building the Star Gate and protecting itself; the Dark Angels only focus on capturing the so-called fallen angels, arguing back and forth with the Adeptus Mechanicus over the Star Gate; even the merchant fleet, which has been working closely with us, is secretly withdrawing Karenna, this...this, how can I relax and rest?"

Russell smiled slightly. With such a situation and such pressure, it is no wonder that the governor was overwhelmed and wasted away day by day.

"Whether it's the Adeptus Mechanicus, the Astartes, or the Merchant Marines, we can't count on them. At the critical moment, the right way is to have power in your own hands, isn't it?" Russell said with a smile.

Benhardt Medius nodded heavily: "That's right, there is only one Imperial Navy fleet that is willing to accept my call, but it is far from enough to face the crisis called 'Boundary Breaker'. "

"The enemy!" Russell clapped his hands and made a clear sound: "You lack the power to protect the Kelenna sector. You need a powerful fleet in your own hands and not be manipulated by others - this is why we cooperate. .Isn’t it?”

Governor Banhart took a deep breath and his eyes were firm: "As you said, Lord Russell. I need a powerful fleet, and I am willing to pay a huge price for it. But..."

The conversation changed and Banhart asked: "But where are you going to come up with such a fleet? Even if the Stargate can solve the transportation problem, the terrifying Boundary Breaker and the annoying Chaos are not just a few ships. The frigate will be able to deal with it."

Building a starship is not forging a battle armor. The construction of any starship is a huge project that requires the investment of massive manpower and material resources. The resources and man-hours required to build an organic naval fleet are astronomical.

Even the Star Bomber, the legendary ancient immortal who has lived from the dark age of technology to the present, may not be able to freely spend such a large amount of wealth to build a naval fleet, right? Benhardt Medius was deeply suspicious.

Russell laughed, he was already prepared for this.

"Please look here." Russell placed a metal tetrahedron on the coffee table. After a moment, a clear holographic projection was projected between the two of them.

"This...this is, Your Majesty! Are my eyes hallucinating?"

The Governor of Kelenna Sector leaned forward excitedly with his hands on the coffee table. His eyes were completely attracted by the holographic projection in front of him, and he could no longer pay attention to anything else.

The projected content is none other than a giant shipyard under construction. This is a surveillance video of the Anti-Entropy and Tranquility Black Domain space stations monitoring the progress of the giant shipyard project.

The video is divided into 9 windows, 8 of which correspond to 8 independent docks, and 1 is a panoramic view of the giant dock.

The huge starships are rapidly advancing their construction progress at a speed visible to the naked eye in the highly automated shipyard. They are like the mythical Titan beasts. There are some small black spots that are difficult to distinguish on the towering hull frame. It is the mechanical engineer who directs the coordinated movement of various construction machinery at the construction site.

"Your Majesty the God Emperor...what is this?!"

Benhard Medius struggled to move his eyes away from the surveillance screen of Dock No. 4, and landed on Dock No. 1, the largest one. The master ship built by Shipyard No. 1 was named "Junlin Taixu" by Gray Wind.

"This is not for sale, it is Lord Bomber's personal car." Russell reminded friendly: "Except for the 'Junlin Taixu' class master ship and the 'Evangelist' class titan ship, we are open to selling all ships. , here’s the spec sheet, just take your pick.”

"I, let me take a look..." Benhardt Medius' hands trembled slightly as he carefully took the battleship specification list he had prepared from Russell's hand:

Lord · King comes to Taixu

Titan Preacher

Battleship · Lobbyist

Battleship·Valkyrie

Battlecruiser·Whale Shark

Heavy cruiser steel skeleton

Light cruiser·Array-breaking vanguard

…

Russell said no more, and the secret room fell into silence, and the air was filled with the sound of Governor Banhart's increasingly heavy breathing.

In addition to the conventional battleship length, carrying capacity and other data, the specification sheet also contains a large number of tedious instructions such as the types of weapons loaded, engine power, replacement options, etc.

Although the text is cumbersome and boring, in the eyes of Benhardt Medius, every boring word on the specification sheet is so beautiful, and its attraction to him is far greater than the fresh body of a young girl.

After a long time, Banhart carefully placed the form in his hand on the table.

There was an expression of relief on his face, and he was ready to bleed a lot in his heart: "I am deeply shocked by the strength of Mr. Star Bomber... Sir Russell, what is the price of these battleships?"

"Easy to say." Russell smiled and wrote a series of numbers on the form.

"This!" Benhardt Medius couldn't help but be moved. Russell's price was too high. Even if he was a governor and owned the resource-rich Kerenna sector, such a price would be an unbearable burden.

But although the price is high, he can't understand it. The parameters on the battleship specification sheet were so astonishing that the conventional Imperial battleships built by the Adeptus Mechanicus were as crude as a bathtub in comparison.

If the real thing purchased is really consistent with the data on paper, then Russell's price is not outrageous, it can even be said to be very conscientious, and you get what you pay for.

But the problem is that Star Bomber's goods are... too good. So good that he couldn't afford it.

Governor Banhart's mind was spinning, and he was thinking. He remembered the grand occasion when the 2nd Expeditionary Fleet passed by the Kelenna Sector two years ago. The mighty fleet, led by the majestic Valkyrie-class battleship, majestically passed over Krentalina.

That day, the sky over Clentalina never lit up. Countless slaves would rather endure the pain of being whipped by their overseers than to put down their work and kneel on the ground, praying to the giant ship in the sky and singing the name of the Emperor in unison. The light of the stars intertwined with the faith of the people, plating the body of the Valkyrie. A layer of golden glow.

Even as the governor, he could only look up at the glory and greatness of the expedition fleet.

But now, the specifications of the Valkyrie-class battleship are written on paper, and anyone with money can buy one.

"Well, Sir Russell... Regarding the pricing of battleships..." Banhart's eyes changed from wandering to firm, and he had already made a realization.

Since the emperor's prophetess can exchange a corrupted Far Eastern Star Territory for the generous support of the Star Destroyer, then facing the threat of the Boundary Breaker, she may not be able to sell some sovereign interests in the Kerenna Sector in exchange for A powerful fleet comparable to an expeditionary fleet.

The Kelenna Sector is located in the center of the galaxy. It is not a barren land like the Far Eastern Frontier. It is extremely rich.

"I know what you're thinking, don't think about it."

Russell waved his hand and said calmly: "Lord Star Destroyer doesn't like to manage the enclave, and we have no interest in the Klenna sector. But... if you really want to use other things to offset part of the purchase of the warship, you can It’s not impossible.”

"This..." Banhart was a little at a loss. He didn't expect that the Kerena Sector was such a prosperous place, and the Star Destroyer was not interested: "Don't you like managing the enclave? I understand, then Lord Destroyer What exactly is needed?”

Russell smiled slightly: "The Spirit Clan."