Warhammer: Rise of the Star Gods

Chapter 160 Beating the Human Race 1

Terra is recovering, and the alien invaders have caused over ten million casualties.

The people were angry and upset, and governments had to accept all the conditions given by Sigma.

Under the threat from the outside world, ancient hatreds were temporarily forgotten, past disputes were shelved, and mankind began a preliminary process of unification.

A unified government uniting all humans was established; a new space fleet began to be formed, and young people were recruited to study and train. The scientists returned to the classroom together with the students who had applied for the science and technology category. The lecturer was Zhang Lingyou's projection scattered in various places. They had different names, but they only worked for the same goal.

Sigma and others are studying the use of psychic powers of the psychic ascension race, and invited Zhang Lingyou's incarnation as an opponent to conduct exercises.

In the blink of an eye, fifty years have passed. During this period, the three empires seemed to have forgotten the existence of a star god, and Zhang Lingyou truly became an outsider.

The Esoteric Cults work in the Arctic region of Sigmar, researching and cultivating human psykers.

Today is the second day of the Lantern Festival, and it is also the day when the first human fleet leaves the solar system. They will serve as the first exploration fleet to explore unknown galaxies.

A floating land-class starfort battleship, the Wide Silence produced by the Dalian Shipyard on Jupiter, serves as the main exploration force.

As the name suggests, this guy is a flying continent. As the first exploration ship, Sigma referred to the design of the Eldar world-class ark transport ship, combined with the culture of Terra, and put forward the design requirements.

Faced with Zhang Lingyou's desire to kill, Sigma forced the Star God to modify it more than a dozen times before it was completed. Zhang Lingyou's original design is actually the one that best utilizes the advantages of this level of warship. The disadvantage is that it is very uncomfortable for people to live in. Not to the point of killing people, but very bad for morale.

Zhang Lingyou also found that his thinking was a little too efficient. Think of giving you a packet of protein paste, a cold viscous liquid. This thing has all the nutrients you need and is easy to digest.

But would you want to eat this kind of thing every day?

The same goes for the design of battleships.

The Wide Silence has its own atmosphere and climate change controlled by a weather control system. This six-pointed star-shaped snowflake-like bifurcated design ensures that a thirty-kilometer-level battleship can be anchored in the port.

There are 3.5 million crew members. The reason why so many people are on board is to train as many sailors as possible so that the old can bring in the new.

As for other ships, there are none. This one is enough.

The Wide Area Silence arrived in the orbital area of ​​Pluto. There is a stargate here for ultra-long-distance transmission.

Battleship First Officer Sa Dinghan carried a metal cylinder to the door of the command room. Inside were mission requirements recorded on special paper.

The captain of the escort team, Fang Boqian, came up to us, saluted, and said: "Captain Orr is connecting to the star gate, and the Wide Silence will set sail in half a quarter of an hour."

"I know, you can go down." Sa Dinghan pushed Fang Boqian who was blocking the way without hesitation, knocked on the door, and waited for permission.

"Please come in."

Orpeson's voice came, and he rubbed his swollen brain to calm his mind.

Sa Dinghan removed the metal pillar and handed it to Olpeson, who opened it and looked at the order above.

He nodded and said: "Let's set sail and prepare to pass through the star gate."

Watching the first mate leave, the captain said in the private channel: "Although the escorts are all selected by the Penal Legion, they do have some merits. There is no need to let them affect your mood."

The purple light curtain slowly opened, and the huge hull of the Wide Silence slowly submerged into it. Soon, the light curtain dissipated, and the giant ship disappeared.

Storm Star Field, Galaxy Edge Area.

The eternal cold void twisted, and the star castle jumped out.

Zhang Lingyou's instructions were very broad: sail from the Storm Star Territory all the way through the real universe to the Far East region of the Extreme Star Territory, focusing on searching for life planets in the southern part of the Storm Star Territory.

The map of the Milky Way currently used by humans was drawn by Zhang Lingyou, but the regional divisions were based on information extracted from the brains of those who traveled through it.

Zhang Lingyou disliked the term "outsider" because he didn't want to become autistic. Therefore, he needs to let others see what is going on here in the Storm Star Territory.

Zhang Lingyou once scanned the entire galaxy with his consciousness. Most of the dead areas were normal, and there were no problems except for the Necrons. In order to prevent the high-dimensional observation method from being deceived by the ancient saint's magic circle, he even spent ten years personally visiting every planet in the galaxy one by one, not even sparing the capital worlds of the three empires.

The result is that everything works fine.

"Start the fortune teller to explore the living planet. The space tunnel maintenance department will report the connection status; start the inertia-free engine and start the external gravity eliminator."

Orders are issued in an orderly manner, and the intelligent system quickly sorts the information and transfers the preliminary processing content to the staff department for analysis.

"The battleship is thirty degrees horizontal and twenty degrees upward. There is a star system one-twentieth of a light-year away. Signs of life and energy reactions were detected. Three ten-kilometer-class ships were discovered."

"Roger, proceed to the target area."

The built-in power zone operates at half power, and the Wide Area Silence begins to move forward on the dimensional support network. If everything is normal, it can reach the target area in two or three days.

Two days later, the ship began to slow down. Human reaction had its limits. Even Orr could not react at such a fast speed.

The captain and first mate looked at the alien warship a thousandth of a light-year away, somewhat confused.

It’s not that I don’t understand bionic battleships, but the question is, who is a good person who can build a flying hermit crab?

"Captain, should we lower the phantom shield and stick it over to directly suppress him, or..."

"Contact Terra and send a cruiser to try the other side."

The captain didn't think much and first took pictures of a cruiser to explore the bottom.

The space transmission channel was opened, and a meteorite-class cruiser passed through the channel and came to the dock of Star Castle. It set off immediately after receiving the mission.

"The Necrons' method is really useful." Orr murmured.

On the other side, the Chhapatin Empire is renovating its newly acquired mining ships.

"The appearance of this ship is really too good, and the utilization rate is unreasonably low. At first glance, it seems that it was bought from an orc, and it is another trapper."

A hermit crab who seemed to have a high status complained about the ships, and another hermit crab tremor generator said: "There is no business, everything you get is a profit. Mine some more ore, and then sell these three ships." , let’s continue in another place. And now this one sells technology, where else can you buy technology? It would be great if you have one... Wait, what is that? Where did the ship come from? "

The Chapaktin people were a little surprised. Although they had just occupied the bodies of these hermit crabs, and the ships were not very advanced, they were created by the ancient saints and also had psychic powers. How could they just come out from the opposite side without making a sound?

The concave warship entered the launch distance and instantly ejected a torrent of super-light neutrons. The figure of the hermit crab-shaped mining ship disappeared in the high-energy particle flow.

"The paralysis operation is completed, phase transmission is activated, tell the soldiers to prepare to join the gang!"

The order was given, and the mecha pilot who had been waiting for a long time quickly activated the mecha. The energy flush just now was more than just an attack. While the impact paralyzed the electromagnetic equipment of the opponent's ship, it also scanned its internal structure and marked the location where it could be teleported.

"The smart brain data is released and each team starts delivering it."

A red mecha embellished with golden patterns issued a combat mission, and he would be the first to enter the battlefield. Although he is a pacifist and doesn't like fighting and killing, he also knows that if you don't show force, no one will want to hear what you have to say.

"Report."

The sudden application brought him back to his senses.

"speak."

"There is something wrong with my mecha's energy center."

"Desen An, why is it you again? Why does the mecha that teleports you ask questions every time... Forget it, the reserve team enters and replaces them."

The red-armored behemoth has no energy to complain about this guy. It can be said that this guy named Dessen An is not involved in every teleportation. However, his mecha usually has no problem, and training and combat are not affected. It just doesn't work when teleporting. Even replacing him with a spare mecha wouldn't work.

The gentle blue light dimmed, the transmission was successful, and all combat units arrived at the designated location. Dessen An left his mecha lonely, and he could only be a spectator.

Tens of thousands of vanguard drones were the first batch to appear in the maze-like complex corridors. They were cannon fodder and scouts.

The hermit crabs that unfortunately encountered drones wanted to deliver a message, but those flying little things were one step faster, accelerating to full speed within two seconds, and exploding themselves as they stuck to the hermit crab's shell.

The chalky shell failed to protect the fragile organisms, and large areas of the ship were cleared.

At this time, the fearless mecha entered the battlefield. This was the result of countless drills to prevent some of the enemy's substances from getting stuck in the mecha or even appearing in the pilot's body after teleportation.

"Report the transmission situation."

"Everything is normal and in place." *N

The hermit crabs that were lucky enough to survive crawled out of the corner, dragging their broken bodies towards the mechas.

The human soldiers had no doubts about him. The other party's state was very reasonable. As for the bacterial colonies on his body? Please, there are a lot of them in humans, it’s not a big problem, just catch some and take them back.

Switch the weapon to melta, and the twin cannons will emit jets of water, burning these guys with missing arms and legs to ashes.

The native creatures have no way to deal with these bipedal iron men. Their pincers cannot even get stuck on the metal armor of the mecha, and the lack of long-range weapons also determines the outcome of the battlefield.

It was only then that the soldiers realized that the battle was over. They didn't feel like they were fighting. This operation could only be said to be an operation. It was no different from hunting. There was no thrilling battle. The enemy's resistance made the soldiers feel as if they were attacking civilian ships.

At the end of the fight, the mecha warriors didn't know whether they should continue firing. This was clearly a one-sided massacre.

The battle went very quickly and smoothly. The opponent showed no decent resistance and just hid around. After simple cleaning work, the mecha equipped with power fists entered the battlefield.

They are here to capture living alien creatures. Two twin rapid-fire gravity guns with adjustable power are installed above their heads to prevent secondary damage to the target. The space-time stasis bomb still causes too much physical damage to normal creatures. , it is really not worth the gain to repair it again later.

The containment operation also went smoothly. Everything was like an advanced civilization colliding with a civilization with a crooked technological tree. It captured the three ships with overwhelming force and began to occupy the planet below.

"Captain, the planet below is a mining planet with limited transformation value. Should we transform it into a livable world?"

Sa Dinghan and Orr looked at the messy planet mined below. Although the planet was chosen very randomly, there was no ripples. But this is mankind's first truly self-developed planet, and it has immeasurable political significance.

"Let's modify it. There is planet modification equipment on the ship. First, correct the planet structure and reshape the material. Then drop the dock down, um...then open the portal to the earth, let the reporters come over, and boost morale."

Orr seemed relaxed and indifferent on the surface, as if this victory was a matter of course. But his brain is actually thinking at high speed. Zhang Ling said that this area is quite dangerous for humans.

This is not only the corresponding realistic area of ​​the sleeping space of the Necron Empire, but also the conflict zone between the Orcs and the Eldar. These two empires are looking for something here.

[They are just a group of natives with a crooked technology tree. They should be fine. There is no need to go to the Star God for such a trivial matter. 】

Orr persuaded himself that no one paid attention to the problem of these symbiotic colonies.

Phase transmission will not carry these external materials, and planetary transformation will also wipe out all native organisms. All the native organisms can leave behind are the images recorded by the reconnaissance equipment before the transformation.

The aftermath work is proceeding in an orderly manner, and the planetary transformer is designing a finished product plan for the coalition government to choose. It's one thing to privately fight for a share, it's another to outwardly declare this to be a major victory for humanity.

Now, even before the first lunar month of Cathay has passed, there is a planet in the bag. What a great victory is this?

Reporters lined up in front of the portal, preparing to enter the open area of ​​the Wide Silence. Some of them would be lucky enough to become reporters with the army and serve as recorders of mankind's development of the galaxy.

Under the spotlight, Orpeson walked into the center of the hall wearing a pearl-white flexible power armor. At this time, not only the memory and crew members present were looking at him, but more Terrans were also watching the projection presented by their own equipment through information sharing.

This is a turning point in history, and numerous scholars believe it is a signal for the great voyage of the universe.

In this prosperous age, people believe that today's humans are no longer the humans they once were. No creature or race dares to bully humans anymore, and humans will surely become the masters of the universe.

No one noticed that under the planetary transformation, the Chalpaktin people returned to the colony state and escaped the natural disasters of this transformation. They saw a new race with weak psychic abilities but potential for war. This was the most Nice new vehicle.

PS

Chapactin, one of the ancient saints' creations, is a race of intelligent fungi. In the GW setting, they encountered the Tau during the fifth expansion of the Tau Empire, and were finally incorporated into the higher good of the Tau Empire. .

They communicate with each other by emitting ultraviolet light, and their stroboscopic biological mechanism can make other organisms in the area become very docile during their dominance.

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