Travel to Warhammer 40K with Gray Wind

After sending several refugee ships away, Gray Wind completed the array of astronomical telescopes. Powerful spiritual energy gathered in the lens, as if a drop of vegetable oil had been dropped into a basin of dark green ink.

The fast mobile fleet broke through the green storm, the furious tachyons penetrated the steel, and the bouncing arc burned flesh and blood. They rushed into the storm with overwhelming force.

On Armageddon, the war for the throne of Khan has entered a fierce stage. The greenskin warlords of several of the largest clans continue to fight on the surface of the shattered planet, attacking each other's cities and seizing territory.

The location of Khan's throne is not difficult to find. This relic has been placed on the top of the tallest hive spire on the equator of Armageddon. It is very conspicuous, but the greenskins invariably avoided the area where this spire is located. Only exchange fire on other scorched earth.

Only the most Waaagh!!! Warlord can become the green-skinned Great Khan of the Waaagh!!! among Waaagh!!!. What does the most Waaagh!!! mean? The one who can fight the best is the one with the most Waaagh!!!!

Only the final winner who defeats all competitors is qualified to sit on the throne and become the double divine choice of Brother Go and Brother Mao - the Champion of Gomao! The green-skinned Great Khan!

Any false starts before that would be unfair and unreasonable, and would not be recognized by all the greenskins.

But the rules that green skins follow may not be followed by humans.

When several giant orc clans were fighting against each other on Armageddon, a small fleet of Space Marines belonging to the Human Empire was led by the White Scars 4th Company Commander 'Namuhan' Khan. All the Astartes of the 4th White Scar Company were sneaking all the way, racing at super speed, and arrived in the sky above Armageddon.

Armageddon is now unrecognizable.

There are too many greenskins gathered here, too many, too many.

Densely packed battleships, garbage ships, orbital space stations, drills, cannons... all kinds of iron guys and strange things were parked in the orbit of the planet by the greenskins, layer by layer, piles, piece by piece, destroying Armageddon. The sky was completely filled, and the atmosphere was airtight.

Now Armageddon has become a huge egg completely wrapped in a steel eggshell. Its outer iron shell is so heavy that even the planet's rotation is slowed down, and the earth's core magnetic field has become chaotic. The ground under the steel sky is constantly bursting with various geological activities.

Dust storms, continents tearing apart, volcanoes erupting... Green-skinned warlords are fighting each other in such a hellish battlefield, vying for the qualification to be the Chosen God of Mao and the throne of the Great Khan.

At the same time, the Space Marines of the 4th Company of the White Scars, led by Namuhan Khan, 'embedded' their strike cruiser in the thick steel sky and hid it properly.

Then they rode on the jet hoverbikes imported from the Human Federation, drove directly on the steel sky, and drove towards the target.

As the commander of the 4th company of the White Scars, Namuhan Khan doesn't care about the rumors that question the use of heretical Eldar technology by the Order of Truth on the hoverbike. He only cares about how fast this thing can go when he turns off the accelerator. How fast.

Especially now, when Armageddon is full of greenskins on all sides, speed is of the essence during the evacuation phase after they complete their mission and expose themselves.

When it comes to matters of life, who cares whether you are a heretic or not?

So the White Scars sat on the white seats carved from spiritual bones with peace of mind, opened the energy valve, and rushed towards the target coordinates of this operation - the equatorial spire - at a lightning speed.

The white-scarred motorcycle fleet is like a string of pure white lightning, rolling around on the uneven steel sky. This iron shell made of battleships and space junk is extremely unstable, and is accompanied by the inner planet every moment. The chaotic magnetic field set off waves of deadly steel wind and iron waves.

One careless move could result in death to pieces.

While leading the team to race through the steel forest, Namuhan Khan emphasized again in the team communication channel: "Listen, our mission location is the hive spire located on the equator, and the goal is to seize or destroy the spire placed on the top of the tower. A sacrilegious device called the 'Khan's Throne'."

"clear."

"clear."

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"This is a suicide mission. After taking away or destroying the throne of Khan, our whereabouts will inevitably be exposed. At that time, what we will face is the crazy anger of all the greenskin clans. Their numbers have been literally reduced. Covering the sky and blocking out the sun." Namuhan Khan continued: "Although I have laid out the evacuation route as much as possible, I still cannot unscrupulously say how likely we are to survive this operation. This trip, we are destined to be ten thousand. There is no life in death.”

"But if you are afraid of death, you are not a Chogoris man." A white-scarred warrior said: "For the Khan, for the Emperor!"

"For the Khan! For the Emperor!"

In the name of Jaghatai Khan and the Emperor of Mankind, the 4th White Scars Company strengthened their faith and rushed to the same coordinates from different routes.

——The White Scars' death assault began 78 hours before Russell arrived at Armageddon.

When the fast mobile fleet of the Human Federation broke through the layers of blockades of countless green skins, and finally saw Armageddon wrapped in the steel sky, the galaxy in the center of the storm was already in chaos, because all the dogs' brains were lost for the throne of Khan. The major green-skinned clans that fought out suddenly discovered that the Khan's Throne was missing.

In the overwhelming green tide, the White Scars 4th Company, which lost nearly 2/3 of its soldiers, began their escape with the Khan's Throne.

The endless steel sky rippled like waves like the sea. Namuhan Khan drove the spiritual bone suspension motorcycle through the jungle of iron and fire. Thanks to the powerful performance of the vehicle, they escaped from danger again and again. Attacks that were too close at hand, time and again escaped from the green skin's saturated fire bombardment.

However, no matter how fast and flexible the Spirit Bone Hover Motorcycle is, it is the technology of the Eldar after all. Only powerful psykers can bring out the full performance of this vehicle, and the think tank of the 4th White Scar Company is already dead. During the invasion of Equator Spire.

Gradually, the spreading green tide surrounded them, and the mighty green convoy followed closely behind the White Scar convoy, shouting and screaming, pouring overwhelming firepower into the severely attrited White Scar.

This is one of the most powerful contenders for the throne of Khan, the racing team of the supreme speeding overlord of the Evil Sun Clan, Cut Er Bone Eater. Each chassis is welded with an oversized engine that is completely incompatible with its size. A rough chariot was painted a blood-like bright red.

In orc culture, red represents speed.

Even if the performance configuration and even the racing skills of the two cars are exactly the same without any difference, the one painted in red is faster than the one painted in black.

The orcs thought so, and so it became true.

This is Armageddon, the center of the Green Storm. Greenskins from all over the galaxy are gathered in this star field. All the orcs are paying attention to who will take the throne of the Great Khan. The Waaagh here and now! !!The force field is stronger than ever, and the green storm distorts reality.

Amidst the cheers and war cries of countless orcs, the blood-red paint of the Supreme Speeding Overlord's Cyclone Racing Team is getting redder and redder, and their speed is getting faster and faster.

Until it almost caught up with the speed of the spirit bone hoverbike, the energetic green-skinned speedster stepped on the accelerator and hit the white-scarred butt. He screamed happily and stabbed the oversized chain ax into the Astartes. breasts.

"Xia Mi! You lost!" The Green Speedsters shouted and cheered.

The luxurious speed car that the Supreme Speed ​​Overlord cut to pieces accelerated again, sending Namuhan Khan's motorcycle flying from top to bottom. The Khan's throne, which was solidified in the stasis field, was also unchained and landed on the steel On the sky.

Namuhan Khan's body fell to the ground like a broken kite and rolled several times. The severe pain made him realize that his ribs may have been broken, and his heart was also pierced by bone fragments. .

He used the chain sword to support his body and climbed up with difficulty. What tortured him more than the severe physical pain was the psychological humiliation.

They are the White Scars, the vanguard of the Empire.

Long before the Great Crusade began thousands of years ago, the White Scars' predecessors, the 5th Space Marine Legion, were the Emperor's scouts.

The soldiers of the 5th Legion were divided into 100 companies, and they headed to the sea of ​​stars before any friendly forces. At that time, the galaxy was still in dark chaos, and it was the vanguard of the 5th Legion who sailed through the darkness, searching for the lost territories of humanity, lighting up the star map for Terra, and charting the path for the Emperor's Great Crusade.

Due to long-term reconnaissance activities in a small organization, the 5th Legion has developed a flexible mind. Going forward bravely is their creed, and speed is their specialty. This group of guides of the human empire has been rampaging through the galaxy, exploring the unknown. starry sky.

However, such a Space Marine Chapter, which prides itself on speed and exploration as its legion culture, was completely defeated by a group of aliens in speed, which it was most proud of.

Humiliation, unprecedented humiliation.

Blood flowed from his forehead to his cheeks, making Namuhan Khan's face become hot. He gritted his teeth and tried to pull the chain sword out of the scrap metal pile at his feet, but his main heart had been broken, and the remaining An accessory heart was unable to provide him with sufficient blood pressure to unleash the superhuman strength of an Astartes.

Ahead, the green-skinned Supreme Speeding Overlord walked up and trampled Namuhan Khan's motorcycle under his feet. This dirty green alien not only trampled on Namuhan's beloved car, but also trampled on the 5th Legion's former emperor. The glorious past of being a pioneer.

Perhaps it was an hallucination caused by excessive blood loss. In a daze, Na Muhan seemed to see a tall figure descending from the sky on a motorcycle. His strong arms waved a scimitar and instantly cut off one of the green-skinned supreme speeding overlord's arms.

That was the figure of his genetic father, the eagle of Chogoris grassland.

The emperor's fifth son, Jaghatai Khan, stood in front of Namuhan. He looked at the motorcycle wreckage and a seriously injured white-scar warrior around him, his eyes full of disappointment.

"Your weakness shames me." Jaghatai Khan sighed softly.

Namuhan lowered his head in shame.

After a moment, he raised his head again as if he had seen a ghost: "Is it really you? Khan, is it not an illusion?!"