The Bizarre Adventures of the Oil Man, but Starting with Warhammer 32K

"We believe that Father Leon would not intentionally harm us, but... at least we should know the general direction."

"Although you will certainly be surprised, I am quite sure that this is a one in a million chance."

Li Ang pointed out the destination on the star map, and everyone came forward to watch. Everyone was surprised by Li Ang's decision.

"Holy Terra?!"

"That's a place I haven't even been to during the Great Crusade..."

"Are we sure we want to go? On a ship with no identification code on its keel, and driven by... a fellow Felyne?"

"I just think we'll be shot down as soon as we enter the solar system. Even if not, the subsequent search will be enough to fill us with explosives."

The supervision of the throne world has always been strict, and it is extremely difficult to get in without professional means.

Amidel and the others were quite puzzled by this plan. They cast doubtful glances at Leon, but Leon just smiled slightly, indicating that everything was still as planned:

"We won't arrive directly at the solar system. Instead, we'll be operating in the region surrounding it. There are plenty of opportunities to find good things there right now. The intelligence I have at hand confirms that this will be an excellent period for activity."

“It’s still hard to believe.”

Lieutenant Vigan, who had always been reluctant to have too much contact with the Empire, still harbored great doubts: "Bringing so many things that the Empire cannot accept to Holy Terra, I think we are seeking death! Leon, what exactly do you want to do?!"

Leon asked in return: "Lieutenant Vigan, do you know why the Mechanicus doesn't hate intelligence?"

Vigan was stunned: "Because the Empire prohibits it?"

"Wrong, because those automatons are all painted with the Imperial double-headed eagle."

Lieutenant Vigan's eyes widened as he began to ponder Leon's words. Armidel, having finally figured things out, finally agreed to the plan to go to Holy Terra.

Leon ordered the Elu cats to go to Holy Terra. Although there was no navigator on the ship, the location of Holy Terra was where the Astronomican was. It was not difficult to go directly to Terra with the help of the Mechanicus's subspace observation equipment.

The Black Dragon intentionally weakened the warp storm and guided Leon's ship away from the storm. However, for the purpose of self-preservation, he was unwilling to completely stop the warp storm, which meant that it would take Leon and his crew a little longer to reach their destination.

Armidel and Leon stood side by side on the bridge as the Warp Engine tore a Warp rift through the physical universe. Gazing upon the turbulent, ever-changing waves of Warp within, Armidel, long absent from the starry sea, was not thrilled. Although he had agreed to travel to Terra, he still worried about the implications of this decision for the future of his battle-brothers.

"I hope this risky decision will be rewarded..." Amidel sighed, then looked at Leon: "What else do we need to prepare before arriving at Holy Terra?"

"Really?" Leon took out a can of lemon yellow paint he had prepared long ago. "Before arriving at Holy Terra, you must remember to paint your power armor yellow."

"?"

Amidel stared at Leon for a long time. After confirming that Leon's expression was still extremely serious, he realized that Leon was not joking.

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The spaceship struggled forward in the turbulent waves of the warp, and the time on the ship became erratic in the warp.

Leon and his companions on the spaceship were unaware that during their time in the Warp, time in the real universe had quietly advanced to 544.M32. Cassius Morhaime, Chapter Master of the Imperial Fists, who was leading the entire Chapter on an expedition in the real universe, was also unaware of the fate that would befall him and his Chapter in the coming weeks.

Chapter 42: Fist of the Empire? Floor Fist!

Kurland often recalled their experience on the Phalanx a few months ago. When their Chapter Master Cassius Morhaime announced to them that they were going on an expedition of only six weeks, they never thought that they would be in a desperate situation where their Chapter would be destroyed in this 'expedition'.

"An expedition only six weeks away? This isn't even worthy of being called an expedition! This battle is destined to be utterly without honor!"

At the time, Kurland was still questioning the Chapter Master's decision: "Those xenos could clearly be easily wiped out by the Empire's conventional weaponry, yet now we are being asked to handle them independently? The High Lords' orders are clearly a blatant manipulation and insult to us. I refuse to accept them!"

"But we must do it, my brother."

Chapter Master Morhan of Kurland has led the Imperial Fists for over two hundred years. He is a fearless warrior, but also a thoughtful leader.

After the Horus Heresy, the High Lords, the Imperium's supreme authority, formed by twelve mortals, assumed control of the Imperium from the Emperor upon his Golden Throne. The remaining military might of the Imperium had nearly annihilated the worlds within the light of the Astronomican, leaving no organized xenos enemy within the vast Imperium.

This was certainly a good thing, but it also meant that certain military forces were no longer needed. As the Terran Guard, who had defended Terra since the late Great Crusade, the Imperial Fists had long since encountered no enemy within the Solar Segmentum worthy of their campaign. This made their situation on Terra even more delicate.

As Chapter Master of the Imperial Fists, Morhan had the right to attend the High Lords' Council, but it was difficult for him to truly influence their decisions. Even in the current era of the Imperium's dominance, the High Lords questioned whether the Imperial Fists still had any need to defend Terra.

Chapter Master Morhan knew the High Lords distrusted the Imperial Fists, those fragile mortals wary of any power beyond their control. But he would not allow his Chapter to obey the High Lords' orders, nor would he abandon the glorious mission entrusted to him by the Emperor to defend Terra. Therefore, he could only endure the High Lords' squeeze and rejection of the Imperial Fists.

This six-week "expedition" was also one of the obstacles created by the high lords.

Chrome beasts, a multi-legged insect similar in shape to a spider, are a race of aliens with a hive mind. Although they have a simple social structure, their technology and physical strength are very primitive and have never been regarded as a formal threat by the Empire.

Although the data sent to the High Lords' meeting this time showed that tens of billions of chromium beasts suddenly appeared on Diamond Star...

But common sense said this wasn't a problem. As long as the invincible Imperial fleet launched an orbital strike, and then the Astra Militarum landed and established a beachhead, the Imperial Army could kill as many of these primitive xenos as they came.

But the problem was only within the empire.

As one of the permanent lords of the High Lords' Conference, Admiral Lanson, the Supreme Lord of the Imperial Navy, was unwilling to "make a big fuss" over this little alien. Hayes, the Lord Commander of the Astra Militarum who was willing to take action, also said with embarrassment that the Astra Militarum could not land on a planet that was completely occupied by aliens without orbital support.

Seeing that the two supreme commanders of the imperial military forces had no intention of taking action, the ball circled around and was kicked to the feet of the Imperial Fist by the imperial commander Udin Mahdo Udo.

At Udo's suggestion, the High Lords unanimously agreed that an Astartes regiment could land on Diamond Star on its own without orbital fire cover, and only they could "win the greatest victory with the least resource consumption."

There was no support fleet, no sufficient Astra Militarum troops to help, and the main force of the Imperial Fists had to be transferred away from Terra.

Morhan knew that the High Lords were ostracizing him, but he didn't care. He was determined to silence all the High Lords with a beautiful victory and prove to everyone that the Imperial Fists could still shoulder the responsibility of defending the Throne World.

After using his prestige to appease the Second Captain Kurland, he took almost all the Imperial Fists and marched towards Diamond Star.

The battle went smoothly in the early stages. The Imperial Fists deployed landing forces to Diamond Star. Although the Imperial Navy did not provide any ships, several Astartes strike cruisers had already torn open a landing area among the chrome beasts that lacked defensive firepower.

Second Captain Kurland led his company to be the first to land on Diamond Star. They built fortifications on the surface of the planet step by step and gradually cleared the aliens on the planet.

Because the aliens are so weak, wiping them out is more like pure killing than combat.

Filled with resentment, Captain Kurland failed to notice anything unusual about the chrome beasts desperately attacking them. By the time he realized they were more like fleeing from something than invading, it was already too late.

Gravity shifted, and the earth began to shake. This sudden, extreme change in gravity caught all Imperial forces on Diamond off guard. Even Space Marines were no more forgiving than a mortal before such a horrific natural disaster.

Almost half of the Space Marines, Astra Militarum, and Chrome Beasts were crushed into meat patties in this extreme geological disaster. However, Kurland, who had narrowly escaped the disaster, finally realized that the real enemy of this war had never been the Chrome Beasts.

He looked up at the sky, hardly able to believe his eyes.

A satellite as big as the moon, but with its interior hollowed out and heavily modified, suddenly appeared in the sky above Diamond Star!

There was a huge, twisted, and weird orc totem on the moon that was clearly visible even with the naked eye from the ground.

Kurland had fought Orcs before, and he knew that a larger totem represented a larger Orc tribe. But even with that knowledge, he couldn't imagine the scale of the Greenskin frenzy hidden beneath a planet-sized Orc totem.

Fortunately, the orcs' battle moon has not fully materialized. Although the gravitational fluctuations caused by its appearance here have already caused a devastating blow, it has not actually been transmitted here after all, which means that there is still some time before the orcs actually arrive.

Realizing that there was still some breathing space, Kurland counted the surviving warriors and led the remnants of the Second Company to try to find Morhan, the Chapter Master of the Imperial Fists, on the devastated Vajra Star.

But the Chrome Beasts, who had previously entered the Solar Segmentum to escape the Orks' pursuit, seemed to know that their end was approaching. They no longer held back and launched a frenzied attack on the remaining Imperial Fists and Astra Militarum.

The Imperial army was small in number, and they had previously relied on orbital strikes, heavy artillery, and fortifications to steadily achieve victory. Now they had lost all their advantages and were completely unable to face the chromium beast's dying counterattack.

Kurland eventually found his Chapter Master, but by the time he did, a chrome beast had already driven its limbs into Morhan's chest.

Kurland fired a bolt that blew up the chrome beast's head, then leaped forward and supported the fallen Morhan. He called for an apothecary to heal Morhan, only to discover that his chapter leader's wounds were no longer bleeding.

"I'm doomed, Kurland." Morhan already knew his fate clearly: "Perhaps you are right, this war has been a conspiracy from the beginning..."

With his last bit of strength, he held Kurland's hand.

"Survive, brother, and spread the news here to the entire empire. Imperial Fist, the fate of Terra rests in your hands!"

Kurland dejectedly laid down the body of Captain Morhan. He walked outside and looked up. Above, the battle moon had completed its teleportation. Countless asteroids carrying the green-skinned boys were dragging long tails of flame as they crashed into the ground of Diamond Star along with the crashed Imperial warships.

There is no possibility of leaving Diamond Star.

Looking at the greenskin waves gradually spreading from the horizon, Kurland had a sense of their future fate.

The Beast Wars has begun.

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Chapter 43 Gravity Tide

Several months had passed since Leon and his crew had entered the Warp aboard their self-built ship, the Hunter. Aside from the initial delay in breaking through the Warp turbulence on Azure Star, the remainder of the voyage had been uneventful.

Except for Leon who spends some time every day observing in the subspace to adjust the course, everyone else has nothing to do.

Lacking any entertainment, the Astartes could only while away their time by sparring with each other in the ship's training grounds. Leon, on the other hand, was quite happy to watch these sturdy men, each with a different style, battle it out.

After all, compared to a group of people using different weapons to inflict damage on monsters that are used as wooden stakes, a fight between hunters is really rare.

However, what surprised Leon was that during their sparring, the one-handed sword and the double swords had an unexpectedly high winning rate. Thinking about it, Leon figured that perhaps it was because flexible weapons were more advantageous against non-monster enemies.

This did give him some ideas about the future configuration of weapons, but these ideas still required materials to be implemented.

He planned to get some materials from somewhere to make weapons once he reached the Solar System, but the waves of the Warp would not allow him to do so.

Just as the light of the Star Torch was getting closer and closer to Leon and the others, the spaceship began to vibrate gradually as if it was being pulled by something.

"The gravity wave readings are abnormal! The gravity is abnormal! The Geller position is abnormal!"

The Thinker system that was removed from the space wreck screamed. Leon, who was busy in the studio and covered in dust, hurried to the bridge, and Amidel, who realized that something was wrong, had also arrived here.

"The ship is shaking, what's wrong?" Armidale asked.

"I don't know." Leon took the Thinker's report from Tom Cat, who was in charge of the helmsman. "I have to take a look first..."

But there was no need to look closely. Not to mention Leon, even Amidel who was standing next to him could see the scarlet words that were about to overflow and realized the urgency of the matter.

Li Ang's brows knitted together as he read the report. He simply put it down and asked the Thinker system, "Do we have any equipment that's still functioning properly?"

The Thinker's screen flickered, displaying air conditioning.

"Well," Leon shrugged. "At least we won't be sweating from panicking."

"I admire you for still being able to tell jokes at this time, Father Leon. But I think before we make any jokes, we need to understand what we are facing. If Geller's position is in trouble, should my brothers and I be prepared to prevent him from joining us?"

"No, no need."

Leon denied Amidel. He had already sorted out some clues from this series of warnings: "These warnings are actually not coming from inside the ship. There is a strong gravitational source outside the ship that is pulling on our ship. Our ship can't withstand this pressure, so various problems have occurred."

Armidale breathed a sigh of relief. "So it's nothing serious?"

"It's more serious. We can handle internal issues on our own, but we don't have the final say on external issues."

Leon glanced at Amidel and said, "I'm not letting you prepare simply because even if you prepare a counterattack, it's useless. The moment Geller's position is broken, that powerful gravitational force will tear our small boat into pieces."

"..."

Leon looked at the speechless Amidel with satisfaction. After traveling through time and becoming a motor oil man for many years, he gradually began to enjoy the joy of using his knowledge to challenge others.

But no one wants to be torn to pieces in the subspace, and Leon certainly doesn't want to either, so the top priority is to deal with this emergency.

Leon tried to look out through the porthole, but the strange subspace did not allow for much visibility.

It would be great if there was a navigator at this time, but unfortunately there is none.

As one of the two-headed eagles of the Empire, the Mechanicus is so powerful that it is almost independent of the Empire. The Mechanicus has warp navigation equipment that is completely independent of the Navigator family and has detailed records of Mandeville points in every system for safe jumps.

Relying on these two, the Mechanicus's ships can independently navigate the warp without a navigator. This is also the key to the Mechanicus's independence.

As a sage of the Mechanicus, Leon naturally also mastered this technology, which was the reason why he dared to navigate the subspace without a navigator.

But the rigid equipment was ultimately unable to cope with sudden changes, and without psychics to observe flexibly, he had no way of directly knowing what was happening outside.

After ignoring several demons lying on the crumbling Geller's stand, Leon could only verify the situation outside through guesswork.

The data showed that the ship was being affected by an external gravitational source, but how?

This is the warp, where the physical laws of the real universe do not apply. How could there be a possibility that a large mass object would capture their ship by gravity?

Unless it is at the intersection of the subspace and the real universe, the physical laws of the real universe have already penetrated back into the subspace.

Theoretically, the only places this could happen are the Eye of Terror, or the Warp Drive tearing the veil between reality and the Warp...

Li Ang suddenly had an epiphany.

He clapped his hands and gave orders to the Felyne crew members who were still at a loss.

"Everyone return to your posts! Broadcast a notification to the entire ship, we are ready to leave the warp!"

Having finally found their core group, the Felyne group sprang into action, leaving Armidale with a look of unconcealed surprise. He wasn't versed in the intricacies of technology, but he knew that recklessly entering or leaving the Warp was a death wish.

He expressed his doubts to Leon, but Leon, who was busy assisting the Thinker system in performing the calculations required to jump out of the subspace, could only briefly answer his doubts:

"If we insist on heading to the solar system as planned, we will be torn apart by the gravity source right now!"

"Then wouldn't it be the same to just jump out of the warp? Even I know that opening a warp exit casually is courting death!"

"No, because there are already non-human beings helping us open the subspace exit!"

Leon didn't explain any further. He ordered the Felyne cats, "Shut down the subspace engine, feed the Sky Comet Dragon engine, and move forward at full speed!"

The Felyne cats carried all the food reserves on the ship and poured them into the biological interface of the Sky Comet Dragon engine.