Travel to Warhammer 40K with Gray Wind.

Chapter 18
Seeing the somewhat stiff and unnatural expression on Gray Wind's face, Gauss strengthened his opinion even more.

"That's right, Russell is just a puppet, he's just a puppet! As early as five years ago, when the governor of Falla boarded that ancient ship for the first time, he was already manipulated. There are not only a lot of golden age heritage on that ancient battleship, but also the evil artificial intelligence that has been sleeping since ancient times!"

And the girl in front of me, who is no different from a living person, without a trace of organic matter in her body, is undoubtedly the remnant after the Iron Man rebellion, the hateful intelligence who has been sleeping in the battleship until now—the Iron Man of the golden age!

The iron man's camouflage is so subtle, if he hadn't just updated the biometric scanning technology in his prosthetic eye not long ago, he wouldn't even be able to see through its camouflage!
It made sense, the sudden appearance of the orc fleet and the moon of war, the unparalleled scale of the imperial navy's assembly, the pilgrims who looked at death as home... everything made sense.

A fiery emotion called hatred is burning in Gauss's metal chest, which is engraved in the deepest part of the genetic code of every human being. The endless hatred for artificial intelligence makes him wish he could turn into a beast and pounce on this monster in the skin of a cute girl.

It's just that Gauss, who was dazzled by the hatred, failed to remember that the brand-new biometric scanning technology he had previously equipped with the prosthetic eye seemed to come from the database of this "iron man".

"Well, I'm too lazy to bother you. According to the Marshal's order, I'm going to take over the knowledge seeker system completely. You just sit down obediently and don't move around. Just watch me operate it."

Gray Wind turned around and left Gauss, who was slumped on the seat, behind him, and walked towards the computer array in the center of the master control room.

The computer brain array in the center of the main control room symbolically resisted for a few seconds and then went completely silent, with no trace of biological current passing through the brain.It took only a short time to complete the full takeover of the Seeker system, because the main structure of the space station was originally built by nanobots.

Through the auxiliary sensor Gray Wind, it can be seen that a large number of pilgrim fleets are still jumping out of the Mandeville point in the Falla galaxy, and ships quickly pass by the seeker and rush to the battlefield.

In fact, in terms of engine power alone, the energy core of the Seeker is much higher than these commercial and civilian ships that have only been simply modified.

However, due to its huge size, the excessively redundant weapon system and void shield also consumed a lot of energy, which caused the speed of the space station to be much slower than that of the pilgrims.

But this is exactly what Gray Wind wanted.

"According to Jabakisti's prophecy, the green-skinned orcs hold a treasure that contains powerful vitality. It is for this treasure that the human empire formed two large fleets of martyrs and pilgrims to come here."

"However, not only humans, but the Tyranid swarm are also coveting that treasure. They are on their way, and the swarm will soon enter the battlefield."

"The marshal judges that besides humans and Tyrannos, there are other forces that will also intervene in Faya's battle..."

The task Russell gave Gray Wind was: to take over the Seeker at the right time, cross the outer orbital battlefield, directly launch a frontal attack on the orc's battle moon, and assist him in covering him to seize the treasure.

While controlling the Seeker space station, Gray Wind kept avoiding the bombardment of an orc battleship's main gun at various dangerous and dangerous angles, while scanning the entire battlefield with the secondary sensor.

The main battlefield of this war is in the outer orbit of Falla, in the airspace of the second moon. The orc moon of war hovers motionless over the second moon. There are constantly large and small garbage ships taking off from the surface of the moon and rushing to the battlefield, fighting the human pilgrims as if they were home.

"The big iron ball has not moved since it appeared, is the power system damaged?"

As the strongest unit, the Battle Moon did not enter the battlefield. It was really strange. Gray Wind analyzed this abnormal phenomenon in his heart. At the same time, a slender pilgrim ship dragged its long flame tail past the Seeker, and hit a huge orc warship ahead with full power.

The entire ship penetrated deeply into the orc hull like a spear. Countless human soldiers who were simply armed opened the hatch with the most basic ray rifles, and frantically rushed into the battleship from the gap just opened like a tide, and started a bloody melee battle with the orc troops inside.

The Pilgrim fleet is not a regular battle fleet. They know that their shipboard firepower is insufficient, and there is no chance of winning a naval battle with the orcs. The way to solve this problem is also very simple:
Use your life to fight the gang war.

Countless fanatical pilgrims smoothed out the absolute gap in firepower with death jumps time and time again, turning the naval battle with inferior firepower into an evenly matched close-to-hand combat.

The human empire lacks technology, transportation capacity, and overall planning. The empire lacks everything except people.

"What a bunch of crazy guys." Gray Wind silently pulled the Seeker to deflect itself, avoiding the fiercest wave of artillery fire.

As an existence that has been sailing for countless millennia, Gray Wind's driving skills are impeccable, but even it can't let a cumbersome space station pass through such a battlefield without any damage, humans and orcs are crazy.

As far as it can perceive is endless fighting, light spears and macro cannons light up one after another, like fireflies constantly flickering in the dark night.

The battle situation continued to advance, and the wreckage of ships, which could not be counted, was scattered in space, faintly forming a ring around the battle moon.

Countless physical bombs were mixed in these wreckages, like a poisonous snake curled up in a dark corner, and all the ships passing by were severely damaged by the violent explosion, whether they were humans or orcs.

Compared with some gentlemen's disputes among the stars, Gray Wind felt that this barbaric war without even a trace of humanity seemed to be the real war.

As the Seeker went deeper into the battlefield, the huge size of the space station also attracted the extra attention of the greenskins. Gray Wind skillfully used all kinds of weapons carried in different modules to shoot down the incoming orc ships one by one. The planning was as precise as a machine.

...it seems to be really mechanical.

But even a mechanical collective consciousness like Gray Wind has its limits.

No matter how powerful the weapon system is on the Seeker, it is difficult to create a real clearance in a battlefield of this scale.

At the beginning, a small high-speed raider carrying a fully armed orc troop approached in an organized manner against the hail of bullets, trying to launch a jump gang attack directly on the space station.The large garbage ships behind them also began to use rounds of ferocious salvos of naval guns to provide cover for them. Even Gray Wind felt a little overwhelmed by the raindrop-like offensive.

(End of this chapter)