Travel to Warhammer 40K with Gray Wind

This scout fleet departed from Terra and went to Macragge for help. It was led by the respected Terran inquisitor ‘Alex Pullman’ and was sponsored by the female head of the merchant navy.

In order to cope with the increasingly turbulent etheric currents around the Solar Star Territory, several major navigator families in the Solar Star Territory also tried their best to help. Multiple elite navigators were stationed on each ship to ensure that this rescue operation was foolproof.

It’s just that the faces of these elite navigators are not very good-looking.

After some tentative negotiations and showing evidence of cooperation with the Dark Angels and Ultramarines, the Terran Scouts finally gave Russell the most basic trust and sent a diplomatic mission composed of 5 people. The Lord took a seat as a guest in the tea room prepared by Gray Wind for Russell.

The 5 people are: Inquisitor 'Alex Pullman', 2 ecclesiastical priests, 1 black-clothed psyker with a third eye, 1 person who looks very excited and sits on the chair and keeps looking around. The tech-priest who looked very gloomy looked like he was from Mars.

After several coughing reminders to no avail, Alex pretended to be calm, picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

Drinking the drink provided by the other party directly during negotiations is a way to show one's trust attitude, but if the other party does not see the profound meaning contained in it, then it means nothing. Figures who have been involved in Terran politics for a long time usually have this kind of behavior I have a habit of focusing on the smallest details and burying all kinds of cumbersome political metaphors and hints.

Unfortunately, Russell completely missed his hint.

Russell also took a sip of tea and said: "I'm sorry for delaying your trip to Ultramar, Mr. Alex, but as a human being, the current situation in the Solar Star Territory surrounded by green skins is really terrible. It makes me feel extremely worried, and I urgently want to know what the current situation of Terra is like? I hope you can tell me something."

Russell put one hand on his chest and frowned slightly, showing just the right amount of worry and grief.

This person is so hypocritical.

This was Alex's first reaction.

"Everything is fine on Terra. It seems that the target of this large-scale migration of green skins is not Terra, but another galaxy in the solar field... As for which one it is, we are still investigating." Alex said : "But when it comes to the core hinterland of the empire, it is very necessary to mobilize as much power as possible to defend the throne world."

To put it bluntly, Tyra is okay for the time being, but something might happen. The high lords of the Terra Council cherished Feathers and did not want to waste their power to resist the orcs, but they did not want to see too many galaxies in the Sun Star Domain fall and damage their own interests, so they kidnapped Ah on the grounds that the Throne World was in danger. Start, tell the Ultramarines to fill in the lines desperately to protect their property... I understand.

"I see, it is indeed a very wise decision." Russell's face was gentle, and he could not see any joy.

Alex's eyes moved slightly, and his gaze hurriedly glanced at the transport planes passing by outside the porthole window. Not only the technical priests, but also the Inquisitor himself and the rest of the scout team were very curious about this giant fortress ship that was as big as an asteroid, but they were kept suppressed by the intimidation of the giant weapons.

Alex felt that the atmosphere had reached a point now and he could ask this question: "I wonder why Mr. Russell is in Ophelia? What is this giant ship...?"

"Huh? Haven't the Terran Council read my declaration to launch war against the Eldar?" Russell was a little surprised: "The Ophelia galaxy is embedded in a huge webway node, and we are trying to break through here to prepare for a full-scale invasion. Comoros opens the way."

"Huh?" Alex was stunned.

"Huh?" Russell was also stunned.

"Um?"

"So Terra really doesn't know about it?" Russell was a little disappointed: "The Human Federation launched a full-scale war against the Eldar...it's obvious that Macragge knew about it."

Alex looked embarrassed: "Actually, the connection between Terra and Ultramar has been severed for a long time, otherwise we would not have been sent out urgently to report the news... Mr. Russell, what is the Federation you are talking about? ?”

"The Federation..." Russell sighed: "Then we have to start from the beginning."

It took about 40 minutes before Russell and Alex fully exchanged a wave of information.

From this Terran inquisitor's mouth, Russell roughly understood Terra's current situation.

Since the Great Migration of Galaxy-level Green Skins, communication between the Sun Star Domain and other star domains in the Empire has become increasingly difficult. Not only is it difficult for fleets to pass, but even the Star Language has been disrupted due to the green tide sweeping the starry sky and powerful subspace interference. It is difficult to spread. The Terran Parliament has been de facto eliminated, and the only areas that can be fully controlled are the Sun Star Territory and the Pacific Star Territory.

The greenskin's blockade caused Terra's understanding of the outside world to seriously lag behind, and she did not know that there were people who bombed the stars, regardless of Terra's expedition.

That's right, until now, Terra didn't know that a group of expedition fleets were rushing to the Sun Star Domain with the construction templates of the L-Star Gate. They hadn't even heard of the name of the Star Destroyer, and they were still doing it as usual. Political struggles and power plays.

"What happened to that group of Forbidden Forces? There is no one to work for, and their hands are numb after 10,000 years of fishing?" Russell was very speechless.

According to his prediction, as early as the beginning of the Terra Expedition, the Emperor should have given his beloved Imperial Guard kittens a dream order to begin a purge on Terra and restructure the political system to adapt to the arrival of the Stargate Era.

Now what's going on?

Alex and the state priests around him gathered around and looked at what Gray Wind handed them with serious expressions. The land cession contract signed by the prophetess Alexei Reipt in the name of the emperor. It was the federal contract. One of the sources of legitimacy for the regime.

"Alexei...is this person among the emperor's saints?"

"I can't believe that His Majesty the God Emperor would actually cede the empire's territory... How could this be His will? This contract is a forgery!"

"Alexei... Alexei... By the way, Alexey! I remembered that in 500 years ago, His Majesty the Pope personally rejected an application for the canonization of a living saint from the Far Eastern Star Territory. The candidate who was rejected It’s Alexei Leipt! She is not the emperor’s saint! She falsely conveyed the will of the God-Emperor! She ceded the territory of the empire!”

"Huh?" Hui Feng, who was sitting next to Russell, was a little confused: "Didn't Alexei's application for saint canonization be issued more than 300 years ago?"

Why, according to this priest, was the application rejected 500 years ago?

"Playing in subspace." Russell patted Gray Feng on the shoulder, not surprised by this.

At this time, the priest next to Inquisitor Alex spoke again. He returned the copy of the contract to Russell, and said righteously: "Because of Alexei Leipte's qualifications as the Emperor's Chosen It has not been authenticated, so her words and deeds cannot represent the Emperor's will, and the contract she signed in the Emperor's name is not legal."

"I'm sorry, but Sir Russell, the federal regime established by the Star Bombers cannot be recognized by Terra. It is an illegal regime." The priest's attitude was neither humble nor overbearing.

"Well, that makes sense..." Russell touched his chin and pointed to the ceiling above his head: "Can you say that sentence again in front of this dominant ship's gun?"