Travel to Warhammer 40K with Gray Wind

Russell's hunch was generally correct, except for the timing.

Not long after the Ark of Elysium left, an advance reconnaissance formation composed of three small frigates carrying solar sails and singularity reactor batteries quietly entered the place named "Germany" by the Human Empire in a graceful arc. Lowen's galaxy.

The Eldar's advance reconnaissance team followed a very standard detection process. The ship's holographic field generator remained on throughout the entire process, alerting them to possible threats.

Soon, they discovered the indigenous inhabitants living on Planets 3 and 4, and called the two planets "Forest World" and "Grassland World".

Like the Ark of Paradise, this Eldar reconnaissance team discovered the intentionality of the Delovin system while discovering the natives:

The two planets in such a perfect habitable galaxy are respectively inhabited by the same kind of intelligent creatures that are both in agricultural societies and have no space capabilities. Moreover, the genes of this kind of creatures seem to have been edited, and their brain functions are also in line with the development of their civilizations. The level is seriously inconsistent...

Just knowing this is enough to make the Eldar scouts on the advance reconnaissance ship think of many things.

A young Fordora ranger stood in front of the port window of the "Starsail" No. 1 frigate. In front of him was a forest world covered with verdant green. Under the radiance of the stars, it reflected the intoxicating beauty like a gem. brilliance.

For the Ark Eldar wandering in the starry sky, there is no more charming scenery than this.

In the breathtaking beauty, the Ranger recalled the prophecies about the future and hope he had learned from the prophet Salazar.

That prophecy came from the common mother of all Eldar races. Rather than a prophecy, it was more like a ballad, a lullaby sung to children:

"...In the Lost Dream Nebula, there is a continuous cemetery."

"It is a tomb across dimensions, where a dead ancient civilization is buried; and a door to the 'Pure Land'."

"It is a pure land without any worries or stains."

"There, there is no endless pursuit of Slaanesh, and the dead tribesmen no longer have to commit themselves to infinite circuits, letting their souls become cold and numb."

"There, there are no eternal flames of war, and children can sleep peacefully in their mother's arms."

"over there……"

The rangers sang softly, and the Star Sail One frigate passed through the forest world and sailed towards the orange star in the center of the galaxy, while Star Sail Two and Three hovered over the two habitable planets respectively.

The division of labor of the advance reconnaissance team was very clear. While Star Sail 1 went to investigate the large mechanical device located in the core of the galaxy, the other team members also began to investigate the natives of the planet.

Except for the two logistics personnel who stayed in orbit, the Ranger brigade in the frigate quickly parachuted to the planet and quietly sneaked into the still backward indigenous tribes.

The captain of the Eldar Rangers led his warriors into pieces, dispersed quickly, and cleverly hid in every corner of the indigenous tribes, hiding their traces and patiently observing the daily lives of these backward indigenous tribes.

Even during the observation process, the rangers tried to discreetly use a very small part of their psychic powers to pry into their thoughts.

This was something the proud Eldar would never do, but they must now.

Prophet Salazar learned from his mother’s prophecy that if the Eldar wanted to be qualified to enter and control the Pure Land, they needed to find a mysterious ‘key’ scattered somewhere in the starry sky.

That 'key' was made by the ancient civilization buried in this cemetery, and the indigenous people in front of them, who were more barbaric and vulgar than human monkeys, were the remaining descendants of that dead civilization.

The Eldar believe that they may be able to get some clues about the "key" from these natives.

However, the degree of degradation of this descendant of an ancient civilization was far beyond the expectations of the Eldar Rangers.

After observing several planetary rotation cycles, hundreds of Ranger teams scattered among various indigenous tribes found nothing.

In the process, they quietly kidnapped many indigenous villagers for brainwashing, but from the brains of these barbarians, the Eldar could extract only a large number of repetitive and boring meaningless memories about sunrise and sunset. .

If it weren't for the remaining traces of genetic modification in their bodies, the Eldar warriors would even think that these natives are not the descendants of an ancient civilization, but real barbarian natives.

The two Fodlan Ranger brigades, respectively responsible for investigating the forest world and the grassland world, exchanged information with each other and learned that the other party had found nothing like themselves.

In the spirit of not returning empty-handed, the scattered and lurking Ranger teams went to the indigenous tribes to capture some individual leaders known as chiefs, and prepared to bring them back to the Craft World to continue the next step of investigation.

Subsequently, the two groups of Rangers completed their assembly at the landing point, waiting for the arrival of the evacuation transport plane.

But as the summoning signal was sent out and time passed by, the transport plane never arrived.

Just as they were preparing to send another signal to the tribesmen who were manning the frigate to stay in orbit with doubts, suddenly, their thoughts were interrupted by a loud noise.

"What sound——"

What happened next, even the Eldar's nervous system, whose efficiency and precision far exceeded that of humans, was unable to respond in time.

It was the sound of artillery, a deafening and huge sound.

The high-speed rotating destructive warhead fell from the sky with unstoppable momentum. The brave and capable Fordora Rangers quickly dispersed their formation and missed the cannon.

They escaped the first bombardment, but that meant nothing.

Because intensive artillery sounds were coming from every direction, blazing plasma, high-speed rotating rail bombs, fish-like continuous grenades... massive attacks came from every direction, instantly overwhelming the Rangers. The clearing in the forest where they were was made them understand the fact that they were surrounded.

This sudden attack was so ferocious, and the dense firepower covered it. Even with the Eldar's vigor and agility, the Ranger brigade suffered heavy casualties in just one wave of attack.

The empty space they were standing on was plowed through by overwhelming firepower in less than ten seconds. The soil dug up from the depths of the ground was emitting thick white smoke, and the scorched earth was riddled with holes. There were some stumps and broken arms scattered around - in order to avoid the attack just now, the Eldar Rangers had to abandon all the indigenous chiefs they had kidnapped.

When the first wave of attacks ended, the rumble of mechanical operation sounded from the dense forest. The invisibility field covering the machine dissipated at this time, and the Eldar finally saw the true face of the sneak attacker.

It was a giant silver-white humanoid machine. The cannons on the giant's shoulders and waist were still activated, scorching and distorting the surrounding air.

"...Titan?"

Why is there Titan-level advanced combat equipment on this indigenous planet?

Before the Eldar could figure this out, another Iron Giant emerged from the invisibility field.

Then came the third one, the fourth one... The emerald green forest was quickly replaced by cold metal. Wherever the Eldar Rangers could see, there was a steel jungle composed of Titan giants, layer by layer. Surrounded by it, there is not even a trace of firepower.

"Feel honored, Alien. We have dispatched 90 Warrior-level Titans to purify your dirty lives..."