Travel to Warhammer 40K with Gray Wind

When Russell left the fortress underground and returned to the lunar surface, the surface of the Battle Moon was riddled with holes.

The war with the orcs quickly gained the upper hand with the collapse of the waaagh!!! force field, and then won the victory. With the strong support of the Cyberlux battle body, it went incredibly smoothly.

The troops on the ground did not know what happened underground. They only knew that they had won this great holy war for the Lord of Humanity, and they cheered for it, jumped for it, and cried for it.

Russell looked up and saw the huge dilapidated space station and the battleship HMS Confession, which was more than 20 kilometers long, parked quietly above the Battle Moon. Countless transport aircraft were busy in the air and on the ground. The pilots needed to get the Battle Moon to its destination before it collapsed. Evacuate as many troops as possible on the ground.

——The previous ultra-high-intensity war has destroyed several steel continents on the surface of the moon. After losing the support of the waaagh!!! force field, this celestial weapon that was forcibly pieced together is about to disintegrate.

The robots who came to Falla with the Legion of Martyrs would be particularly friendly at this time. They thoughtfully noticed that there was no transport ship on the Seeker space station that could transport the Cyberlux body troops back to the hangar. So he volunteered to help his allies solve this trouble.

They forcibly diverted the transport planes that should have given priority to evacuating their own Titan Legion, loading and transporting the war-torn mottled battle bodies with extremely high efficiency, one trip after another, without any effort.

Gray Feng's impression of the Mechanics Guild has been greatly improved. There are still many good people among the Mechanics.

Then it saw that the armored transport ship carrying the battle body did not come towards the Seeker at all, but instead dived into the hangar of the large scientific research ship with the gear flag of the Mechanical Society.

"Look, have you suffered a loss?" After reconnecting to the communication channel, the first thing Russell did was to bury Tai Hui Feng: "Don't trust others casually, even those who have fought together."

Gray Feng was frustrated: "I'm sorry, Marshal..."

If it didn't cooperate stupidly, it would be impossible for the people of the Machinery Society to successfully load the battle body and take it away.

In the final analysis, Gray Wind trusted these comrades who fought side by side too much. It never thought that after a fight, his comrades would snatch equipment from him. This was beyond his comprehension.

"I'll take care of it, but before that I need to know how the preparations for pest control are going now?" Russell asked.

Gray Feng immediately stopped being frustrated and reported in a clear working tone: "The preliminary preparations have been completed and can be advanced to the next stage at any time. Marshal, have you obtained the treasure?"

"Already got it." While talking to Gray Feng, Russell touched a transport plane belonging to the Machinery Association.

The space was densely filled with transport planes carrying evacuating soldiers, just like the dense and orderly fish in the ocean, leaving the gradually collapsing battle moon behind. Russell blended in silently and flew directly to the Seeker space station with the Imperial Navy's transport aircraft formation.

At this time, a large number of ships were moored in the fleet anchorage at the bottom of the space station for repairs. The technical priests and technicians from Falla were doing their repair work seriously, without even noticing that their own battle bodies had been compromised.

Russell stepped off the transport plane in a remote corner where no one was paying attention, and quietly disappeared into the corridor.

Two minutes later, Russell arrived at the top of the space station, opened a hatch and walked into the main control room.

This place is still densely packed with circuits and instruments, but it also has an inexplicable messy beauty, and is in the duality of chaos and neatness as usual. But as soon as he entered the door, something caught Russell's attention:

The nominal stationmaster of the Seeker, Tech-Priest Gauss, is currently half-lying on the seat motionless, still breathing, but not dead.

Moving his gaze further forward, what he saw was the miniature version of Little Gray Feng, whose height and size had shrunk. It was staring at the robotic research vessel displayed in front of it with a frown on its face, looking very angry.

"Why did Gauss faint? Did you do it? Or..."

Russell didn't ask why Gray Wind became smaller, he could probably guess the reason.

"Marshal~"

Hearing his voice, Gray Feng wiped away his sadness, happily came forward and reported:

"When I took over the Seeker System before, Gauss suddenly laughed for no reason and said that he understood, got it, that's how it was... and then shouted words like Iron Man, Hate, etc., and launched an attack on me at the same time."

After saying that, Gray Feng pointed at Gauss who was unconscious on the seat: "In order to avoid interference in the operation, I knocked him out. There is no danger to his life... But his reaction was really strange. Marshal, you know this What's going on?"

Russell resisted the urge to laugh out loud and said: "This is a mess left over from the dark technological age. There is a high probability that your biological disguise was discovered by him somehow. However, the top priority now is to get rid of the pests. I will look back." I’ll tell you about the background of the dark technological era when I have time.”

Looking at Gray Feng with a happy face, Russell brought the remains of Bao in front of Gray Feng: "This is the treasure that allowed the orcs to rise rapidly and caused humans to form a huge expedition fleet to fight for it. .”

Gray Feng's eyes rolled and it took him a few seconds to recognize what it was: "It turns out to be Bao... It was seriously injured, and it seemed to have developed some kind of benign genetic mutation and was quickly repairing its injuries."

"Bao took root in a large orc, forming a weird symbiotic relationship. The two exchanged DNA and genetic mutations to a certain extent in a certain way." Russell said: "roughly...Bao obtained The orcs' reproduction and regeneration speed has been greatly enhanced, and the orcs' adaptability has been greatly enhanced, and Bao's powerful environmental transformation ability has enabled them to invade the dead planet."

"Anyway, Bao has been obtained, and we can start working on the next phase of the plan." Russell continued.

Gray Feng took the broken body of Bao from Russell's hand, but was still much taller than him, and stood there without moving.

It raised its head and looked up at Russell's face with wide eyes, as if it was expecting something.

"..." Russell bent down and gently rubbed the head of the pocket version of Gray Feng in front of him with one hand: "You did a good job in the previous battle, thank you for your hard work."

Only then did Gray Feng smile with satisfaction, and quickly left the main control room with Bao.

After Gray Feng left, Russell casually walked up to the unconscious Gauss. The situation just now made him a little surprised, but also a little relieved.

At the same time, in the silent space, the Battle Moon is heading for collapse.

Its plates fractured, its core collapsed, and countless green-skinned battleships disintegrated in space. At this time, the silent and cold space became the largest meat grinder.

The few remaining ships of the Pilgrim fleet scattered and began to wipe out the defeated orc remnants.

The large force followed the Martyr Fleet, which was more complete in equipment and structure, and kept moving towards the outside of the gravity well of the Falla galaxy.

Because, the bugs are coming.

The shadow of the Hive Mind has approached Falla, the eternal echo of hunger signals is heard in the subspace, and countless biological battleships emerge from the deep darkness beyond the halo, floating forward with tentacles.

The prophetess's prophecy informed them that the insect swarm was also attracted here by the treasure in the hands of the orcs.

They are hungry, they are salivating, they are impatient, they...will devour all life.