Travel to Warhammer 40K with Gray Wind

Although Gray Wind, as a collective consciousness of micro-machines, is not actually tired, it still wants to tease the marshal for not being a human being and using it as a machine, and its raised eyebrows drooped again.

"When the work here is completed and the first L-Star Gate is opened to navigation, I will accompany you to leave Falla and go to the Esbanese sector." Russell comforted: "It's weird to be squatting in this corner all the time. boring."

"Okay!" Gray Wind suddenly became happy. After hearing Russell tell so many stories about the human empire, it had long wanted to see with its own eyes what this ancient regime across the galaxy looked like.

Gray Feng was full of expectations for this.

Looking at its happy little appearance, Russell was hesitant to tell Gray Wind that he left Falla to do other work... and that the Human Empire was actually not that good.

On the other hand, he felt that it was time to change his bad habit of using talents to death even though he found some good ones.

After arranging the remaining work, Gray Wind split off another small battleship from the Gray Gu mothership and escorted the two passengers back to Falla.

One of them is Russell and the other is Bao.

Before leaving, Russell named this unnamed star system composed of a pulsar and three planets:

"Critical Base"

"Marshal, what does critical base mean?"

"Literally, the base that descends into this world." Russell stood on the bow of the Gray Gu mothership, looking up at the dazzling Milky Way in the distance.

This is the 39th millennium in the distant darkness. The human empire still does not know what the Great Devourer is, and the Necrons are also sleeping, but Russell has already begun to prepare to face the end.

In fact, the first conflict between humans and the Tyranids, a major event known as the "First Tyranid War" in history, should have occurred in the middle to late 41st millennium, that is, less than two thousand years ago.

Even the name "Tyranid" was named by the Empire at that time after the Tyranid planet where traces of the Great Devourer were first discovered. It does not exist now.

As far as Russell knew, the Legion of Martyrs led by Milak vaguely called the insect swarm fleets that emerged from the darkness "alien swarms", the same name as the other insect aliens they had wiped out before.

And because there was no head-on confrontation, and in the absence of information, they even linked the shielding effect of the shadow of the Hive Mind on the subspace with the subspace storm, inexplicably allowing the evil god to take the blame for the Great Devourer.

Later, it was said that this alien insect swarm may have mastered advanced technology that shields subspace navigation and communication.

Highlighting one without any information is all about guessing.

Perhaps, long before the empire first discovered the swarm of insects on Tyranid, the tentacles of the Great Devourer had already extended to the far eastern border of the human empire, quietly eating up one after another without anyone knowing. The fringe world that people care about.

For example, according to Fa Ya, such a planet would not attract the slightest attention from the outside world, whether it is dead or alive.

Russell's thoughts drifted apart. He had a longer-term vision for the critical base galaxy. More than a thousand years was enough time for any long-term planning and preparation.

Before the arrival of the Final Era, he still has many things to do...

Thinking like this, the battleship under Russell's feet turned on the jump engine, and then, the bent space distorted the colorful and complicated galaxy in front of him.

When Russell left the critical base and returned to Falla, the battle nuns who were responsible for protecting or monitoring him a few days ago were kneeling in the church to be punished.

The girls were stripped of their power armor and tops, and were tied with bloody thorn chains. They knelt naked in front of the emperor's statue in shame and accepted the whippings from the nuns. Their already scarred backs were covered with bruises. Bloodstains.

Ritual whippings were followed by many lynchings within the Sisters of Battle. If nothing else, these girls would eventually become shirtless Sisters of Penance, delivering both welfare and violence to the enemy on the battlefield.

"The reason they were punished was because they were caught sleeping outside the office."

Gray Feng, who became a prophetess from COS, followed Russell in a slim white robe and whispered: "But they were actually hypnotized by you, Marshal... Do you want to beg for mercy for them?"

Russell was also a little uneasy, but soon his guilt disappeared: "No need, if I go to plead for mercy, they will hate me instead."

"Huh?" Gray Feng was a little confused.

It curiously turned the visual sensor in the direction Russell was looking at, and then saw something incredible: the faces of the nuns who had been scolded and bruised not only did not have any pain on their faces, but instead had a trace of pain on their faces. It's hard to detect...a happy smile.

This is so weird.

"For the Sisters of Battle, becoming a Sister of Atonement is more of a reward than a punishment..." Russell bent down, leaned into Gray Wind's ear and whispered in Gray Wind's ear:

"Many Battle Sisters are even jealous of the Sisters of Atonement, because they are bathed in the favor of the Emperor and have defenses comparable to power armor even without wearing clothes. Some even make mistakes deliberately in the hope of being sanctioned and become Sisters of Atonement. This brings me closer to the Emperor."

Gray Wind was shocked.

"Stop being shocked, let's go."

Russell patted Gray Wind's face to wake him up from the shock, and then silently left the scene of the Battle Sister's execution, returned to his loyal Governor's Mansion, and continued to be a mascot.

The days after the war seemed calm and boring. Both the ideal city plan and the construction progress of the Seeker star base were progressing steadily in an orderly manner. All that was missing was time.

Russell, who had arranged all the tasks, was even more leisurely. Apart from chatting with Gray Feng and watering Bao, he basically had nothing serious to do every day. He watched the battle moon in orbit collapse into a ball of iron day by day. The fragments of the ship that were fragmented and floating in space became thinner day by day, and time passed silently.

In his boring days, Russell spent most of his time planting trees. To be precise, he cultivated Bao on the southern continent.

As one of the two largest main continents on Falla, the climate conditions of the Southern Continent are actually quite harsh. Far less livable than the northern continent, it is generally used to exile prisoners and set up black jails.

However, the lack of resources forced the Fallas to take root here and endure the temperature difference between hot and cold diode between day and night and various extreme environments where Bell shook his head, and dig mines to obtain thin mineral deposits.

After Russell took office, he did some construction of the mines in the Southern Continent. However, since the Adeptus Mechanicus came to the Falla system to start large-scale infrastructure construction, basically all the skilled workers in the mines in the Southern Continent were transferred to various space mining sites. , or sent to develop the asteroid belt.

The deserted Southern Continent mine only had pits full of semi-automatic mining machinery and a small number of maintenance personnel. Other than that, it had no popularity. Only Russell was bored and planted trees on it, and the effect was quite good. Yes, Bao, who was infected and mutated by the orc spores, gave Russell a small surprise: its cell division efficiency became extremely efficient.

After several years of hard work, the magnificent forests gradually covered and replaced the originally exposed bedrock mountains and rock formations, and began to independently adjust the climate in Falla, which was not very good.

In time, Falla will become a heavenly, beautiful and comfortable Gaia planet.

I wrote 100,000 words before I discovered that there was a bug. I couldn’t fix it, so I just put a patch on it.