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

"Haha, the nuclear-powered aircraft carrier has been launched. From now on, no one will be allowed to speak loudly to us..."

Zhou Yifeng was having sex with some of his college roommates. As a few college students who are fans of the military, the advent of the navy's killer weapon undoubtedly sent the entire dormitory into a frenzy.

"Let me tell you, this new aircraft carrier cannot have the official displacement of 100,000 tons. Look, in this photo, the aircraft carrier has such a deep draft, and then add in the uninstalled equipment, this final version The ship must be 140,000 tons." Lin Xiuhao expressed his opinion loudly. As a naval expert recognized by the whole dormitory, he has the best say in this aspect.

"Well, didn't the official say it was more than 5 tons? An extra tons shouldn't be too much." Yang Song participated in the discussion on this topic while playing the computer game "Battlefield Soldier King".

"Yang Song, you are still here playing with water guns. We have all talked about carrier-based aircraft and aircraft carriers. If a missile comes down at random, can your little gun stop it?" Zhou Yifeng, as a senior strategy game player, looked down upon him. A shooting game that just makes you charge into battle.

"What do you know? This is a wild rhinoceros submachine gun, a melee weapon. People like you can't understand the pleasure of charging in the flames of war. This is called a man's romance."

"Bullshit, giant ships and cannons are a man's romance." Lin Xiuhao waved his cell phone with photos of the latest aircraft carrier as the wallpaper.

The dormitory is a four-person dormitory, and one brother dropped out of school to resume his studies. Although the remaining three people all believe that war games are men's art, Yang Song prefers to play the role of a charging warrior, while Lin Xiuhao likes to drive a tank through the wilderness, and Zhou Yifeng He has his own unique insights into strategic games. The three of them often argued over this and played different games. They rarely played black games together.

However, Yang Song has recently become obsessed with a game called "Warhammer 40K". He often talks to his brothers about the grand world of this game at night. The other two people didn't reject it and just listened to the night stories.

The three of them were noisy, and in a blink of an eye it was already noon, and the brothers were preparing to go to the canteen to get food.

While the brothers were discussing what to eat for lunch, an advertising message was sent to Yang Song's mobile phone.

"Brothers, look, it is said that there are models of new aircraft carriers for sale here, limited editions." Yang Song shouted in surprise, and the two people quickly gathered around to watch, and saw the official advertisement opened on Yang Song's mobile phone, domineering and exquisite The model captured the hearts of three people immediately.

"My God, this carrier-based aircraft is so exquisitely made, and it also has missile silos."

"Yeah, look, this is a close-range defense cannon."

"They claim to be made in equal proportions. Look, this is the official logo."

"Can't I just buy one? Where can I sell it?"

"Let me see, there is a sales point just 2 kilometers away, and it only costs 158 yuan."

"So cheap? Then I won't eat braised chicken for lunch for 10 days in a row. Let's go. We must take it. Go quickly. Use the speed you usually go to get food."

"Brothers, are you following the old rules?"

Yang Song took out his campus card and said, "Buy it for whoever you want. Don't regret it."

As the campus card swirling in the air landed, its head pointed accurately at Zhou Yifeng.

In the golden autumn, the roadsides are lined with maple trees, with fallen leaves flying. Occasionally, those favored by the goddess of luck become people’s bookmarks to commemorate the lost youth.

Zhou Yifeng walked on the road in a hurry, not caring about the people coming and going on the street. He only focused on the task assigned to him by the dormitory - to bring the new aircraft carrier model back to the dormitory. What he didn't notice was that slowly, the wind gradually became stronger, and the falling maple leaves gradually began to rotate around him.

Suddenly, Zhou Yifeng stepped on the air, and a feeling of weightlessness ensued.

Zhou Yifeng's first reaction was, "Gan, who has no sense of ethics and stole the manhole cover?"

Second reaction: "What's the sewer? Is it installed with lights? Why are you so blinding?"

Then, he completely lost consciousness.

In a large room filled with mechanical jars and unknown pipes, the floor and black metal walls were engraved with various patterns and blessing languages. An Astartes warrior wearing white power armor inspected each metal jar.

Suddenly, he stood in front of a jar, carefully studied the reading on the display in front of the jar, then nodded and pressed a red button.

As the sound of water gradually subsided, the mechanical jar slowly opened, revealing a cyborg who had undergone 22 special biotechnological transformations. He was called a Primaris Space Marine (also known as a Primaris Astartes) super soldier recruit by mortals. It poured out of the jar and fell heavily to the ground.

(Officially, the first batch of Primaris Astartes put into the battlefield are called "eldest sons". Ordinary Astartes who are surgically transformed into Primaris Astartes are called "ascended ones". The official text is that the success rate of ascended ones is higher than that of eldest sons. It’s still low, so I assume they have the technology to directly create Primaris Astartes)

"Welcome to the team, brother."

Yifeng opened his eyes in confusion, and what he saw was an Astartes warrior wearing Mark 7 white power armor.

"Gan, Warhammer 40K World" Zhou Yifeng was completely confused. Did his foot slip? Close your eyes? Have people arrived in another world? Who would believe it? We promised to go to heaven or hell. No, there is no difference between here and hell...

As a materialist warrior, I resolutely accept all realistic results, resolutely implement the scientific way of thinking, and understand how I came here and how to get back is the correct way of thinking. If I understand how I came here, why don't you give me an academician?

While Zhou Yifeng was stunned, a super soldier Astartes wearing power armor had already arrived in front of him.

"What's wrong? Brother, do you feel anything abnormal in your body?"

"No, instructor, the emperor's blessing." Zhou Yifeng was stunned. It seemed that the body itself said these four words, the emperor's blessing. Judging from the information obtained during the nightly story sessions in the dormitory, generally speaking, after being transformed from a mortal into a Primaris Astartes warrior, they retain very little memory during their mortal period, and there should be no problem with memory confusion.

Before Zhou Yifeng could think carefully, Astarte's voice came like a bell.

"Don't call me instructor, fellow recruits. I am Chief Pharmacist Lisgen. Just call me Great Pharmacist."

"Yes, Great Pharmacist."

"You follow the servitor for a physical examination to see the specific physical values."

Having said that, the great pharmacist Lisgen made a move, and the mechanical door behind opened with a roar. There was a machine servant standing behind the door. In fact, he was a human being who had undergone certain mechanization modifications. Compared with ordinary humans, With a longer lifespan, the added mechanical eyes can better observe the surroundings, and the mechanical arms and legs can better grab and move heavy objects. They are generally low-level servants of the Astartes.

This servitor is so small. No, I am so big. Zhou Yifeng suddenly remembered that most Astartes are around 2.5 meters tall. In other words, this servitor is of normal size.

When he opened his eyes, he saw the super-large machine specially designed for the Astartes, which gave Zhou Yifeng the illusion that this was a normal environment. However, he soon corrected his sense of self. Thanks to the complete biochemical transformation, Astartes' strength, reaction speed, adaptability to the environment and resistance, and life span have been greatly enhanced.

When in doubt, do as they say. Zhou Yifeng has secretly regarded his time traveling as the biggest secret, determined to bury it in the deepest corner of his heart.

But when he stood up completely, he found that he seemed to be much taller than the big pharmacist. If the big pharmacist was 2.5 meters, he might be 3 meters tall.

Zhou Yifeng came to the mechanical door and looked back at the great pharmacist. At this time, Lisgen had continued to inspect the mechanical jars. He seemed to be muttering something. He seemed to be used to the birth of new recruits like him, "There is a Let me tell you, this white power armor is really handsome." Zhou Yifeng thought so, but his footsteps did not stop.

Yifeng walked all the way to a huge machine before stopping. There was also a person sitting behind him. Unlike the servitor, he was quite large. Even if he did not reach the height of an Astartes, he was probably about 2.2 meters tall. The mechanization is also not obvious. Except for a few mechanical holes, there are almost no mechanized parts on the body.

"Dear Lord Astartes, this is the testing instrument. Do you see the silver-gray tubular device? Just lie down on the bed in front of it."

"Okay, thank you." Zhou Yifeng had seen the machine a long time ago. It had just come out of the jar and went back into the jar again.

Zhou Yifeng lay on it. The instrument was a little short, just enough to fit Yifeng's whole body in. The silver-gray instrument started to operate, and the tingling sound of electricity made people feel uncomfortable.

The machine slowly sent him into the metal can. With a click, the instrument was closed. Green light glowed around Zhou Yifeng, and powerful energy swept through his body.

Suddenly, Zhou Yifeng's brain seemed to have been hit hard by a heavy hammer, and a huge amount of knowledge seemed to emerge from the void and squeeze into his brain.

He seemed to have had a long dream, as if he had been standing on the edge of the long river of history for a long time, quietly watching the fish in the river constantly tumbling.

He saw that mankind discovered the existence of subspace in its continuous development, built warships that could sail in subspace, continued to expand among the stars, science and technology developed rapidly, and mankind entered a golden age.

He saw that artificial intelligence betrayed mankind and launched a great rebellion. Humanity won the war with difficulty, but the golden age inevitably declined.

He saw the Eldar become the overlords of the galaxy, and the constant indulgence of desire after invincibility prompted the birth of Slaanesh, one of the four Chaos Gods of the Warp. The huge storm caused by this raged in the subspace. Human navigation and subspace communications were interrupted. Human colonies scattered throughout the universe fell into technological degradation and civil strife. The golden age of humanity that had not yet recovered its strength was completely ended.

He saw that after the subspace storm subsided, humans discovered humans who could resonate with the subspace and borrow its energy, calling them "psykers". Or maybe they had already appeared and were called "shamans" in ancient times? The ancient history has been swept away by the dark turmoil.

He saw the strongest psyker among humans, the great Emperor who created the powerful cyborg Thunder Warriors in 30K to unify the Earth, and later created 20 Primarchs of the Astartes and their Astartes. Stat Legion.

He saw the Primarchs being taken away by the subspace explosion and scattered throughout the universe. The Emperor led 20 legions in battle while retrieving the Primarchs one by one on the road to unifying the galaxy. The Emperor reached an agreement with the Mechanicus, the ruler of the Forge World headed by Mars, and the Mechanicus provided weapons. The Emperor would not be their enemy and help them collect technological relics of the Golden Age.

He saw that the Emperor had occupied most of the galaxy, but his most trusted Primarch, Horus, betrayed him and defected to the Four Gods of Chaos. The Emperor fought a fierce battle with the rebels on Terra, the star of human origin, and killed him on the Horus battleship. In the end, the Emperor was seriously injured and sat on the Golden Throne, becoming a living dead who could not speak or move.

He saw Guilliman, the Primarch of the Thirteenth Legion, writing the Codex Astartes. An Astartes Chapter could only have a thousand combatants to prevent the emergence of similar large-scale betrayal forces. Next, Guilliman took charge of the affairs of the empire. He was seriously injured in the war and entered a stagnant state. The human empire was finally managed by humans.

He saw that humans no longer followed the Emperor's truth of "trusting science", but instead believed in the Emperor as a god. The Church of the Machine believes that the oldest machines are the most powerful. They believe in the existence of mechanical souls. They gave up on innovation, fearing the influence of the evil god Tzeentch, and turned to archeology. The human world has been stumbling on for another ten thousand years.

He met various enemies of the Human Empire, including the Astartes who betrayed the Empire and took refuge in Chaos, the Aeldari, a fleet civilization with ultra-high technology but a sparse population, the green-skinned Orcs with extremely strong survival and reproduction capabilities and psychic abilities, and the mechanical ascension The ancient civilization Necron that later fell into slumber, the Tyranids that devoured everything outside the galaxy, the emerging alien race "Tau", etc., the entire galaxy was whimpering in the flames of war.

Zhou Yifeng is fighting, his soul is fighting against the vast history and the pure belief in the emperor. Fight against 20K, that is, the vast history of 40 years, with just 4 years of memory.

"I am a staunch materialist warrior. I don't believe in any ghosts or gods. Let all nobles, evil gods, and aliens go to hell. Aren't they enemies? If we can't reach an agreement, we will fight. The imperial system cannot save mankind, so let communism come. , protect humanity, protect the people, the Astartes were created to protect humanity, and sacrificed to protect humanity, letting the red torrent sweep across the galaxy!"

Zhou Yifeng woke up. He was slowly coming out of the metal jar when the voices of the great pharmacist Lisgen and the servant came from beside him.

"Are you sure there is nothing wrong with the instrument? Such strong fluctuations in his brain are obviously abnormal. Have you really overhauled the valve chain coil?"

"Master Pharmacist, I am sure I have checked it. I checked it again after the last recruit completed the check to make sure there is nothing wrong."

"That shouldn't be the case. All the data are normal, but the fluctuations in the brain are wrong. This is definitely not a manifestation of psychic powers. The height is not normal either. It's almost time to catch up with the Forbidden Army..."

The great pharmacist saw Zhou Yifeng coming out and looked at him suspiciously.

"Recruit, do you feel any discomfort in your body?"

"No, it's completely normal, Great Pharmacist."

Only a few minutes later, Zhou Yifeng had one more secret permanently sealed. He thought there was no soul fusion, but he didn't expect it, so he directly sent a big world view integration package.

What the hell is this? I traveled to this world, where I had to act like a landlord. I almost died from it.

"Come back here to check again in two days. Now for your first and last benefit as an Astartes, choose your name."

"name?"

"What, do you still remember your original name?" Theoretically, the transformation of the Astartes will retain the previous memory, but for some reason, the transformation of the Primaris Astartes seems to have lost this feature.

"No, Great Pharmacist, can I call Yifeng?"

"Well, yes, there is some flavor of Gu Terra in it. Now, this is your report, take it, go, walk along the passage, you will meet the commander of your recruit company." The Great Pharmacist He looked at Zhou Yifeng's leaving figure with great interest.

This guy is interesting. He is a candidate for a think tank? Do you have the cultural talent of Gutera? No, before his transformation, he was a student in a colonial ordinary school far away from Terra. The great pharmacist did not stay here for too long and began to repair the "suspected" inspection equipment.

Zhou Yifeng walked through a corner and began to read his inspection report. The report was written in the ancient Gothic language on Terra. Fortunately, the language system was subtly implanted in the knowledge transmission that just made the mind almost explode.

Primaris Space Marine: Yifeng

Height: 3.01 meters

Weight: 396 kg

Gene Seed: normal function

Power armor interface: normal

Poison glands: normal

............

Good guy, Yifeng always thought that he was an ordinary Space Marine, but he didn't expect that he was a Primaris Space Marine. This is an enhanced version of the Space Marine. It has three more transformation surgeries than ordinary warriors, one of which has the same parts as the Primarch. Using the same transformation surgery, he becomes larger, stronger and more resistant to subspace erosion than ordinary warriors.

My physique seems to be considered high among the Primaris Space Marines. Could it be the gene seed of the Salamanders Chapter? Judging from this white-armored warrior, it should be a sub-group of White Scars.

Zhou Yifeng judged that this was not only the Warhammer world, but also the most dangerous 42K era. Otherwise, technology such as Primaris Space Marines would not have appeared. If this is the case, it means that the Primarch of the Thirteenth Legion and the recognized regent of the Human Empire, Guilliman, has emerged from the stasis position and continues to lead mankind wearing the Armor of Destiny. empire.

What does this mean? This shows that the incompetent high lords of the Human Empire are finally out of control! The Astartes have the strongest backing in the supreme governing body. The return of the author of the Codex Astartes showed that under special circumstances it was possible to apply to Guilliman for special responses, and there was no need to stick to the rules. If there is discussion, things will be done easily.

Zhou Yifeng became optimistic at this time, as if the road ahead was not too difficult. The human world finally has a light in the darkness. The great Emperor still sits on the Golden Throne as a living dead, but the return of his most outstanding descendant, Guilliman, can refocus humanity's faith into reality. As long as he does not fall, humanity's will will not be defeated.

However, the subsequent blow will tell him that your thinking is too simple.

Yifeng continued to move forward. After walking through the last mechanical door, a huge space came into view. The huge training ground included various firearms shooting ranges and square fighting stages. There were also many strange things parked on the side. Mechanical creation.

Directly in front is the huge Imperial Sky Eagle emblem, below it are the four characters Green Temple, and then some records of the chapter's history. On the left wall is a huge portrait of the Emperor, and on the right wall is the name Green Temple. Primarch Jaghatai Khan.

Each Astartes, that is, a cyborg super-soldier, is genetically modified based on the twenty Primarchs personally created by the original Emperor.

But to Yifeng's expectation, the war group he belonged to was called the Green Templar. It was actually a sub-group of the White Scars of the fifth legion. This was a small group of troops who thought about racing every day to harass combat geniuses, and the Green Templar This name is out of place. Is it because they like green prairie?

However, the White Scars warriors do have a strong awareness of protecting the environment, which may be related to the fact that their Primarch grew up in a world named Chegoris, which has fertile steppes and beautiful white mountains.

Some extreme ones even regard themselves as children of nature, believing that the power of nature will return to them.

Standing on the huge training ground, but with no one around him, Yifeng walked around blankly until he raised his head.

The huge starry sky lookout window replaced the ceiling of the entire training ground. A dark strip spanned the starry sky, and the shining stars were distributed on both sides of the strip. The positions of the stars are not fixed, they are moving fast, or am I moving fast?

What? I'm on a battleship, or in other words, this is the mothership of the Green Templar.

The powerful Astartes Chapter or the Chapter adapted from the original 20 Legions all have their own home planet as a recruiting ground and main source of resource supply.

However, the subsequent sub-groups were not so lucky. If they did not achieve great feats in saving an entire planet, they would usually be a ship-based battle group with a battleship as their mother ship and fighting everywhere. Judging from the fact that he completed the transformation on the ship, the Green Temple is most likely a ship-based battle group.

So now the question comes, where are the people? Such a big battleship, man? Did you say that you can meet the recruit instructor if you walk forward? After all this has gone to the end, no one is alone. Is it still like in the novel, where the instructor sneaks up on you from the dark, you have to resist and beat him evenly, and then the instructor praises you as a malleable talent, and then starts training and fails?

A "rumbling" sound came from under the floor, and the entire floor shook.

Yifeng was confused, "What's going on? The enemy is coming?"