Travel to Warhammer 40K with Gray Wind

"You have got the focus of the operation wrong from the beginning, Second Company Commander." Gray Wind said using Russell's appearance and voice: "Our goal has never been to severely damage an advance exploration team of the Eldar, but to eliminate the entire Fu Dora’s Ark Fleet.”

The combat deployment of the Second Company Commander of the Iron Wanderers was indeed sound. After the ambush troops destroyed the Eldar landing team, they had the entire planet as strategic depth. The Ark of Paradise that returned to defense could also contain the Eldar space power and buy time for the Imperial Army to evacuate.

For the Ark Eldar with low reproductive capacity, every Eldar individual is a precious treasure. To ambush several Eldar teams to death and then run away can really disgust the opponent and make the Ark World of Fodlan fleshy. It hurts like crazy.

However, Russell's plan for this war was never to bite and run like a hyena, but to eat the enemy whole like a python.

"I understand what you mean, your goal is very ambitious. But... we don't have the strength to achieve that goal." The second company commander said solemnly: "We only have one battleship, no matter how strong the single performance of the Ark of Paradise is, Facing the entire craft world of Fodlan, it seems to be alone."

The ship specification of the battlecruiser is still that of a cruiser. Even if Russell made a lot of space to stuff as many combatants as possible before setting off, it would only be barely enough to set up an ambush on two habitable planets.

"Everyone, follow me." Russell suddenly said.

In the battleship control room, everyone looked at the star bomber who suddenly spoke. They saw him standing up from the cockpit, turning and walking towards the door.

Alexey did not dare to neglect and immediately followed. The rest of the group also followed the pace of the prophetess. The group left the control room and went with Russell to the core hangar set up in the keel frame of the battleship.

The truth monks who were waiting here unlocked the genetic identification lock of the core hangar for them. As the door opened, the heartbeat of the great sage Coster also slowed down.

Only then did he truly understand why Russell refused him to move Musbell's Titan Army to the Ark of Elysium.

"I agree with the second company commander's proposal. We should set up an ambush in the galaxy, but we should not invest all our strength in this ambush."

The star bomber turned around in front of the gate. Behind him, thousands of Cyberkles combat bodies were neatly arranged in the hangar. Countless optical sensors lit up at the same time at this moment, as if in the dark. The bloodthirsty wolves opened their eyes:

"Because my power is much more abundant than you think."

There are more than five hundred galaxies in the Lost Dream Nebula. Even if each galaxy has habitable planets, Russell is fully capable of laying enough Titan power in every habitable spot.

Before leaving Nirvana, Russell made the next plan. He transferred all the carrier-based aircraft on the Bliss Ark to the Oracle of Truth. The vacated space accommodated all the Cyberlux combat units in the sister ship.

In other words, there is not even a single carrier-based aircraft on the current Ark of Paradise.

This is very detrimental to the space naval battle that may be encountered next, but Russell still made such a choice.

There are still four days until the Ark of Bliss reaches the first galaxy.

Great Sage Coster led the technical priests to seize the time to familiarize themselves with the performance of the Cyberlux combat body.

The soldiers of the 2nd and 3rd companies of the Iron Wanderers also stayed in the hangar, and many of them had to temporarily serve as Titan pilots - these Cyberlux battle bodies have been modified and will no longer be used by Gray Wind's sons. Process control.

Russell, accompanied by Alexei, came to a tightly sealed prison.

The Eldar of Fodlan, who had been tortured to the point of death by the Inquisitor Blood Lion, were barely able to survive by using various life-support equipment.

"Not long ago, your companions used psychic weapons to sneak attack the orbital dock of Niful. One of my warships was parked inside. It suffered the loss of having no subspace resistance and suffered heavy losses - but there will be no next time. ”

Russell said softly, and gently tapped his long white index finger on the eyebrow of a male Eldar warrior:

"I will ignite your life and turn it into the energy needed to activate the psychic shield to help us defend ourselves against your people."

With soft words, the psychic flame ignited from the center of his eyebrows triggered a series of carefully calculated chain reactions in this naturally psychic creature.

Russell ignored the hateful and malicious eyes around him, and ignored the soul-deep pain that the Eldar individual in front of him was experiencing until it was reduced to ashes in the flames.

Finally, a small pile of crystal clear and beautiful dust gathered in Russell's palm.

"Both the quality and quantity are very good, and they are indeed a spiritual race promoted by the ancient saints; the spiritual dust of the Eldar should be burned much better than the ashes of the Children of Change... although it is still not comparable. Ze Luochen.”

Russell felt the majestic spiritual power contained in the dust in his hand, and used his other hand to ignite the remaining Eldar individuals one by one.

"It turns out that besides supplying the artifact that can set off a small subspace storm, does this kind of dust produced by burning psychic creatures have other uses?" Bernadita, who was guarding the prison door, mustered up the courage to test. asked.

"This is a good thing. It is the purest and cleanest spiritual energy." Russell said with a smile: "This battleship is equipped with a psychic shield with a damage-bearing capacity that far exceeds the void shield of the same specification. It also has a shield that can hide the traces of the battleship. The psychic stealth field, like the storm projector, requires the consumption of psychic energy to turn on these advanced devices."

Bernadita seemed to have thought of something. Before she could ask, Russell continued:

"Bernatita? I know that you have served as an inquisitor in the Esbanese sector for many years and are well-informed and well-connected. Therefore, after this operation is over, I have a commission to give you."

"You say." Bernadita agreed immediately: "As long as it is within my ability, I will do my best."

"Very good." Russell nodded and then said:

"I need to use your network to spread a message - let's say that the Star Bomber is asking for high-priced psychic dust produced by burning Eldar individuals."

"Whether it is advanced weapons and equipment, precious STCs left over from the dark age of technology, or even the artifact that can set off a subspace storm... Titan divine machines, star battleships, psychic equipment, power armor made of adamantine, isolation The purification technology of chaos pollution... all the precious things you can think of can be bought from me as long as you give enough Eldar dust."

"As for the price... have you seen those Titans parked in the hangar? The dust obtained from burning a young Eldar can be exchanged for an entire Titan combat team. That is three machines."

"I need you to spread the formula of psychic chain reaction together with this news, the wider the better. But remember..."

"I only want the Spiritual Race and will not accept any form of superficiality."

After Russell finished speaking his request, all the alien prisoners locked in the prison were reduced to ashes.

The star bomber's face had no expression or even facial features, but Bernadita felt that he was smiling for no reason, which was chilling.

"I understand." Bernadita lowered her head.

On the fourth day after entering the Lost Dream Nebula, the Ark of Paradise turned on its psychic invisibility field and began to approach the edge of the first target galaxy.