Warhammer: Decided to take the route of stars surrounding the warp

Ten years have passed. In the past few years, the Green Temple where Yifeng worked was to recover the rebel colonies that the empire had no time to control before, and to train new recruits. Yifeng and these new recruits mainly carried out some reconnaissance missions, and occasionally chased some escapees. enemy.

For the species with white scars, the most important thing is - racing! From space fighters, to Land Speeders in the atmosphere, to tactical motorcycles on the ground, as long as they are fast vehicles, the Green Temple warriors have them all at their fingertips.

After ten years of training, Yifeng has mastered all basic tactics and weapon usage, and is now a qualified space warrior.

As for why it takes ten years, it’s because the transformation of the Astartes is based on gene seeds. One seed can transform a mortal into a Space Marine (the failure rate is also quite high, but until the last moment of transformation, even if the gene seeds fail can also be recycled).

The acquisition of this most important gene seed mainly depends on the maturity of the first gene seed located in the neck of the Space Marine in the fifth year, which can be easily removed by the pharmacist through surgery.

In the tenth year, the second gene seed matures, but it is located in the chest of the Space Marine. Generally, it is dangerous to remove it through surgery. Moreover, leaving it in the body can continuously release special biotin, which can better promote the Astartes to become stronger. In most cases, the field apothecaries picked them after the Astartes died in battle.

However, the Primaris Space Marines solved this problem, and the gene-seed replaced by the newly implanted chanter gradually emitted the task of biotin. Even if two seeds are taken out, it won't have much impact on subsequent strength. What's more, their physiques are stronger than those of ordinary Space Marines, so there is basically no chance of them dying during surgery.

Another characteristic of the gene seed - inheriting the combat experience of the previous warrior, was replaced by the super learning ability brought about by the newly added multi-line thinking ability of the Primaris warriors.

After fully recovering from the operation, Yifeng is finally about to undergo the final ritual of becoming an Astartes - putting on power armor. This is the most important ritual of the Space Marines, it proves that everyone recognizes you as a qualified warrior Astartes.

In the words of Instructor Flo, "Although the Chapter Master stipulated that the minimum recruitment period for each Primaris Space Marine is ten years, he was still the first to graduate within the time limit."

The servants chanted blessing hymns devoutly and applied blessing oil to Yifeng. With the help of various machines, the modularly designed Mark 13 power armor was installed on Yifeng's body part by part until the entire power armor was installed. When installing the toughest part of the shoulder armor - the shoulder armor, recruit instructor Floris insisted on engraving on the inside of the shoulder armor for Yifeng in ancient Gothic language to bless this warrior he had long been optimistic about.

Yifeng was wearing a majestic white power armor, standing at the door of the armored room, with many servitors and combat servants kneeling around him (mainly composed of those who failed to transform into Astartes but were still alive), welcoming the battle group's new arrival. A new blood. Starting today, Rookie No. 13 will be succeeded by another recruit. From now on, he is Yifeng.

Today, Yifeng will report to the 4th Company. His friend Jiajie has already graduated to the 4th Company half a year before him. As Yifeng walked on the corridor, he was no longer surrounded by recruits who had been fighting for ten years, but by real Astartes warriors from various combat units. A big 3/7 is written on the door of the dormitory, which should be the third combat group of the fourth company. Yifeng pushed open the door and walked in. The eyes of the seven Astartes instantly focused on him.

(Note: The White Scars and sub-regiments will call the company the Brotherhood, here they are replaced by company)

"Oh ho ho, old man, you are here. Come on, let me introduce you to everyone. This is my good brother Yifeng from the recruit company. He is a very skilled Fury attack aircraft pilot."

"Hello everyone, I'm Yifeng. I'm new here. Please give me your advice." Yifeng looked around, including himself, among the eight Astartes, only he, Gaje and an unknown warrior were Primaris Astartes, and the other five were ordinary Astartes veterans. Three of the Astartes were centuries old veterans.

I remember that my roommate told a story before time travel that all Astartes had separate rooms and their own warehouses for combat equipment and other facilities.

Now...that's all. After all, there is a difference between rumors and reality.

"Come on, let me introduce you. This is William, the leader of our combat team. He has been fighting for more than 190 years. He is a veteran of hundreds of battles. He is making steady progress towards the big milestone of serving for 200 years. ".

"Hello, team leader."

"Okay, okay, another new blood has joined our combat team, welcome. How about you sleep on this bed?"

"Of course, I'll follow your instructions." Of course Yifeng doesn't care where he sleeps.

"Come on, this is deputy leader Kshevich."

"Hello, recruit, I hope you can live longer."

"Uh, hello, hello..."

"Don't worry, Yifeng, that's just how he is. This is his greatest blessing to you."

"This is Charles, this is..."

At this moment, another Astartes Chapter, the Iron Hands Chapter who is carrying out the Atonement Crusade - the Shadow Blade Chapter, is preparing to go to Atris, a rebel world that revolted four hundred years ago. The galaxy where it is located is named the Atris galaxy because apart from the stars and Atris, there is only one Earth-like planet far away from the stars in the entire galaxy.

After the Shadow Blades arrived on the earth-like planet outside, they found no enemies. Only the remains of many battleships showed that there seemed to have been a battle here. After scanning the floating objects, the Shadowbane Chapter discovered that it was an unexpected enemy - greenskin orcs.

Green-skinned orcs, also known as Orcs, are a complete war weapon. They are suspected to be a war race created by advanced civilizations using biochemical transformation technology.

They have huge heads, and their big mouths take up a large part of their heads. Their strong limbs allow them to easily break human armor. Their bodies are different from ordinary creatures. They are both animals and plants. Still fungi, they can replenish energy by eating, or they can replenish energy by basking in the sun to produce photosynthesis.

The reproduction method of green-skinned orcs is also very special. They spread spores like mushrooms. In short, when a green-skinned orc dies, if its body is not burned immediately, it will spread a large number of micro-spores. In a few months, many green-skinned orcs will grow in the ground.

If you think that the green-skinned orcs rely on their strong physical fitness to dominate the galaxy, then you are completely wrong. Every green-skinned orc will be surrounded by invisible green-skinned orcs' unique spiritual energy. Because the green-skinned orcs They can only shout waaaagh, so these energies are also called waaaaaagh energies.

This kind of energy can distort the physics of reality to a certain extent. For example, a greenskin built a crappy motorcycle and thought it could be driven. Even if it violates the laws of physics, this crappy motorcycle can also be driven. Opens up magically. Therefore, this is also called - the power of my thinking.

The terror of the Orcs doesn't stop there. When they grow out of the ground, most of them are smaller greenskins, which they call grunts. This is the most unpopular greenskin at the bottom. If you're not happy, hit them. Fart, you are happy. The missile does not have a guidance system. Just put the fart on it and the fart guidance is completed.

The slightly older ones are called green-skinned boys. These ordinary green-skinned orcs get together. If one green-skinned orc has the idea of ​​"I think I can be the boss" at this time, he can affect the waaaaaaagh energy of others, and he will really You can slowly grow bigger and stronger and become the boss.

This process will be accelerated when it defeats a strong enemy in single combat or does something else that the green skin admires.

A huge waaaaaaaaagh energy field will be generated around the green skin that becomes a big guy, attracting more green skins, and then becoming more powerful.

If you think this is just a group of barbaric races that are powerful when they get together, then you have been fooled again. Their technology does not need to be developed. It seems to be directly engraved in their genes. The more waaaaaaagh, the faster the technology develops.

If there are enemies or green-skinned orcs who continue to be at war at this time, their technology will increase explosively. Maybe when you fight them this month, they are still holding simple axes, but next month you will find that they have I think this big gun can be fired.

In just a few years, the green-skinned orcs will be able to enter the age of space technology. Their technology is also very unique, with large caliber, great power, and instability.

And the most terrifying thing is that their group IQ changes with the size of the waaaaaagh energy field. Maybe ten greenskins together are ten idiots, but if there are 10 billion greenskins together, there will be 10 billion smart eggs.

They have terrifying war capabilities and a terrifying desire for war. For example, the Empire Daily News commented: They are the happiest race in the entire galaxy. As long as there is a fight, they are extremely happy. If there is no fight, create conditions for fighting.

There is only one way to defeat the greenskins, defeat their boss, then kill them all before they reach a certain size, and burn all the corpses and the land they are in.

The Empire generally handles small-scale green-skinned orc invasions on the Astartes and Astra Militarum (a space navy composed of mortals. Commonly known as IG) and handles them quickly; large-scale green-skinned orc invasions if it is determined that it is too difficult to drive them out, Directly issue an extermination order (to destroy all life on a planet, usually virus bombs, vortex torpedoes, or orbital bombing).

Of course, vortex torpedoes that destroy the entire planet are generally not used. Virus bombs are enough. They can also gradually migrate to the ecology in the future, but it will take a long time.

Obviously, for the Shadow Blades Chapter, which has been on the Atonement Crusade for more than 80 years and has no supplies, and only about people are left in the group, it is too difficult to deal with the green skins of a planet, even if they are used to burn corpses There was not enough promethium fuel either, so they immediately made the decision to call for reinforcements from other Astartes Chapters.

The strike cruisers of the Shadow Blade Chapter quickly advanced towards the colonial planet Atris. They needed to stabilize the situation on the planet as soon as possible, at least not to breed too many greenskins before the support of other chapters arrived.

The Green Temple received the emergency communication and took action quickly. Chapter leader Deika quickly recalled all his forces and the assembly was completed within 2 hours, mainly because a few brats went out for a routine inspection. The distance was a bit far. After all the soldiers hurried back, the battle group set off quickly.

The Green Temple's strike cruiser Blessed Forest is equipped with three light lance devices for long-range strikes against enemies, and eight macrocannon arrays on the left and right for destroying any enemy ships that dare to approach at close range. Compared with the strike cruisers of other battle groups, the number of macro cannons is actually relatively small, because after the last battle damage repair, four severely damaged macro cannons were removed from the left and right sides, and 8 more were installed. Torpedo tube.

The special thing about this strike cruiser is that it has been equipped with two small hangars. The exit is at the rear of the cruiser, which can launch fighter and bomber formations. Needless to say about airdrops, what the Emperor's Death Angels are best at is raiding enemy ships or planets to carry out beheading operations.

The Blessed Forest opened the Geller Stand, which is a stand protection specially equipped to prevent subspace demons from invading the spacecraft when traveling in subspace. The subspace engine started running at full capacity. The Chapter Master knew the characteristics of the Greenskins. Every minute he arrived on the battlefield earlier, he could handle the crisis with fewer casualties.

From the personal point of view of Chapter Master Deika, as a sub-group of the White Scars, guerrilla warfare is what they are best at. They are better at dealing with Chaos Space Marines who cut off their supply lines and raid their warehouses. Enemies whose combat effectiveness has been significantly reduced.

As for the greenskin army, which has no supply lines in the first place and relies on hand-made DIY weapons and equipment by picking up rags on the battlefield, even if their so-called supply lines are cut off, the greenskins can still rely on photosynthesis to continue fighting, and they may even lose food due to lack of food. "Delicious" mushrooms and even more violent.

For this kind of battle that requires defense, the Imperial Fists chapter and their sub-chapter will be better at it, while the Ultramarines and their sub-chapter are good at frontal attack.

"Connect to the technical sergeant communication channel...Technical sergeant, how much promethium fuel do we have? Are the five Dreadnoughts in normal condition? How many heavy artillery can we use?"

"Baba~ Chapter Commander, we still have 3000 tons of promethium fuel. The Dreadnought is in good condition. As for artillery, well, there are 128 guns in total including tanks." The technical sergeant's voice with a little electromagnetic sound effect is very recognizable.

There are still 31 hours to reach the destination. I hope it won't be too late. The chapter leader thought so and decided to go to the soldiers to boost their morale. Although he didn't want to admit it, after this battle, it is very likely that he will never see many battles again. Brother.

On the other hand, after Yifeng received the news, William, the leader of the combat team, took all the team members to the arsenal.

"Team leader, are you sure we want to bring these?"

"Of course, you can take as much as you can. As long as it can fit in the airdrop warehouse, I will stuff it all in."

It was Gaje who spoke. At this time, he had been bundled into a rice dumpling with equipment and ammunition. As a sniper, in addition to carrying a high-power special laser gun, he also carried a plasma gun and a shoulder gun. It was a portable condenser cannon, with a circle of melta bombs fastened to its waist, three rows of grenades hanging on its chest, bolt guns and chainswords hung on its thighs on both sides, and several rounds of bolt gun ammunition on its calves.

As he spoke, the elite Astartes veteran wrapped several more rounds of bolter ammunition around Gaje's arm.

"Team leader, if these ammunitions explode, I will be blown up to pieces."

"What are you afraid of? It's all metaphysics for green-skinned things to have weapons that can hit you. As long as the Shadow Blades hold them back, their weapons will basically not be technologically advanced enough to penetrate your shoulder armor. If they fight you, you will Just expose your shoulder armor and use other weapons to blast at the enemy with more people. Remember, blast at the biggest greenskin."

Except for the three Primaris Space Marine recruits, the other five have all fought against the Greenskins, especially the team leader William. After more than a dozen times of fighting, the only thing he has learned is to carry more weapons. , greeting places with many green skins and big green skins.

Yifeng was not much better at this time. A large promethium fuel tank was installed on his back with a nuclear-powered backpack. The jet pipe was installed on his left arm. In his right hand, he held a special double explosive made by William. Shotgun (it's just two boltguns tied together with leather straps. If you use welding, the technical sergeants and the superstitious Mechanicus members will easily treat you as a heretic), and the chest is full of boltguns. bullets, a circle of melta bombs on his waist, and a chainsword and mines strapped to his legs.

Yifeng didn't say anything. After that soul infusion, he was very aware of the endless terror of the green skins. Most of the Astartes warriors died in hand-to-hand combat with the green skins because they ran out of ammunition. . So it is completely understandable that the team leader should bring more ammunition, until...

"Team leader, why do you need to hang two rings of detonators on my helmet?"

"Do you think it's so easy for us to get supplies during the war? The greenskins, aside from other things, their metaphysical anti-aircraft weapons are very evil, and it will be very difficult for the supply ships to get down."

"I understand this, but why do you need to hang a detonator on your head?"

"You're stupid. If you tie a detonator with anything that can explode, you can use it as an improvised bomber. If you tie a detonator with a bolter bullet, you can use it as a grenade user."

For a moment, Yifeng didn't know whether it was better to say that the old team leader was experienced or had clear ideas.

Captain William was attaching a grenade rack to his bolter when his ears suddenly twitched and he immediately turned to look at the door.

"What's wrong, team leader... Chapter leader?" Gaje turned around and was startled.

"Your hearing hasn't deteriorated, William."

"Of course, no matter how noisy the environment is, I will never forget the sound of your Terminator armor. That sound has pulled me back from the Emperor several times." Soul returns to the Emperor)

"Haha, as always, William, looking at your formation, it looks like you are about to raise your eyes of fear."

"It's not like I'm going to be so grand when dealing with Chaos warriors. But if the greenskins are on the other side, I'm going to kill them."

"Okay, okay, have fun killing, old brother."

Deika, the commander of the group, walked to the next group. He was not worried about William. This kind of equipment bundled all over his body was a sequelae of his first battle with the greenskins. This also showed that he was high-spirited to fight but did not want to die. Only those who sit silently sharpening their knives need his focus to inspire their spirits.

The third combat team of the fourth company, which was bundled with equipment, came to the church on the battleship, and the priest was giving everyone the final blessing. Of course, several warriors in the group were about to die.

Everyone carries ammunition boxes and weapon boxes, and at the worst, they install ammunition supply compartments on backpacks and connect them to bolters with ammunition supply chains. Why are we so careless and strapped with them? Cry.

Fortunately, because it took too much time to tie up the equipment, they were the last battle group to arrive at the church. Everyone hid behind silently and did not dare to make any sound. The chaplain of the battle group looked at the last team in surprise, but when He looked relieved when he saw William.

When the priest's blessing was completed, the entire third group immediately fled to the airdrop pod launch area, trying to enter the airdrop pod before other brothers of the Chapter arrived. They must not be seen by others. It was too embarrassing, ah no, too embarrassing for the Astartes. .

When the battle servant was about to open the door of the airdrop cabin with a sense of sacred ceremony, he saw the murderous looks in the tactical eyepieces of several Astartes and quickly opened the door.

"My dear, you are worthy of being a space warrior. You are so murderous when you go to war." The battle servant muttered in a low voice.