Warhammer 40 A New Hope

"You are lying." The Emperor hesitated for a moment and said, "You don't know whether you can go to other worlds."

"!"

"But I forgive you, because you are right."

"Your appearance has indeed revealed infinite possibilities."

"I'm willing to give you this chance and believe in you."

"Just like I once did..."

2. Preparation before departure

The Emperor was convinced, or rather, he chose to believe a human being, which was rare.

Zhang Yi reached an agreement with the Emperor. Within the next three years, Zhang Yi needs to prove that he (Zhang Yi) can provide the Emperor and the entire human empire with what they need (people or things that are enough to change the fate of the empire), and during this period and for a period of time in the future, he must not return to his own world without permission.

The Emperor promised not to invade his world as long as he could provide something that satisfied him, and would provide him (Zhang Yi) with the necessary assistance including personnel, weapons, and vehicles.

In any case, Zhang Yi's daily life as an ordinary person has ended.

He had to adapt to life in the shithole that is the Warhammer 40K universe.

～～～～～～ The first day of the deal with the Emperor～～～～～～

Wake up in the magnificent palace, and even have someone to protect, serve, and wake you up

In a sense, it is extremely luxurious. There should be no place in the whole Terra that is more gorgeous and luxurious than this place.

but...

"Servoskulls and mechanical slaves..." Looking at the metal creatures carrying food, water, and clothes, Zhang Yi was glad that he had thought of this possibility yesterday, otherwise he would be shocked now. "In this world, I really shouldn't expect a beautiful lady to wake me up..."

"Besides, if a young lady really comes, she might be able to take out something bigger/much bigger than yours..."

Although for various reasons, some of the food in the 40K world is very strange.

But at least the food in the palace was pretty normal.

At least that's how it tastes...

When I walked out of the room arranged by the Imperial Guards, [Little Cat] (Marshal of the Imperial Guards) had been standing at the door for a long time.

"According to the divine Emperor's arrangement, today's needs..."

Physical test/training, intelligence test/training, psychic test/training...

As a stay-at-home guy who would never go out unless necessary, this long list of training and testing requirements could be said to be completely killing him.

However, he didn't know that something even more terrible was yet to come.

(BGM: Awake (The song for the three noble brothers under the moon))

Healthy tan skin, marble-like muscles, and a posture that is familiar in every sense of the word.

"Oh my god?!" Zhang Yi seemed to hear some very ominous music playing.

They are three big guys with very little cloth (thick fog)

"Oh~ I think this is the child that the emperor values~"

"He looks so thin~"

“So he needs our help~”

"These three guards are warriors who are proficient in close combat. They will be responsible for testing your physical fitness next."

After hearing what [Little Cat] and the three big guys from the Imperial Guards said, Zhang Yi looked at the three almost naked Imperial Guards and swallowed.

"Why do they..."

"Not wearing armor?" the Imperial Guards Marshal said. "Of their own will, they often don't wear armor in the palace."

"I..."

Before he could utter the next sentence, he was lifted up by the three imperial guards and ran to the other side of the passage, refusing to accept any objection.

"Emperor, you plotted against me!"

～～～～～～～The Fifth Day after the Deal with the Emperor～～～～～～

Devilish training, enhancement drugs that were beyond his original era, and various small implants that would not affect his 'pure genes'.

Zhang Yi has now changed from a slightly fat otaku to a otaku with more obvious muscles.

Despite this, in front of the three big guys from the Imperial Guards, he was still no different from a little chicken.

In addition, the training during this period did not allow Zhang Yi to open a portal to other worlds. He could only open a portal to his own world.

This was a more troubling aspect for him than the physical fatigue.

His deals with the Emperor were based on the fact that he could open portals to other worlds, and if he couldn't actually do that, the Emperor would invade his world without a second thought.

The name [Cold Sun] is not chosen casually.

"I have a headache..."

Now, Zhang Yi started another test. Under the protection of many imperial guards and others, he once again tried to concentrate and construct the information of the target world in his mind as detailed as possible.

But still no response

"Give me some reaction! You can even give me an alien!" Zhang Yi gave up on himself.

However, just with this self-defeating joke, a portal appeared.

"What?"

Squeak——!

A hoarse and low roar came from it, and then a shiny black creature pounced out.

thump!

Boom!

Faced with the sudden attack of the alien, the imperial guard responsible for protecting Zhang Yi did not become stunned like Zhang Yi. He grabbed the alien that rushed out and threw it against the wall, then fired two shots at it with the [Guardian's Spear] in his hand.

The aliens that had killed their creators in their world were swiftly killed, their corrosive blood splattering everywhere.

"Damn, is it really coming?" Zhang Yi, who was protected by two other imperial guards, looked at the alien that was almost broken into pieces and the portal that had closed by itself, with lingering fear.

Test results: Zhang Yi does have the ability to open portals to other worlds

～～～～～～The Tenth Day after the Deal with the Emperor～～～～～～

This time, Zhang Yi once again came to the emperor's golden throne.

"So, you want to play chess with me?" Zhang Yi said, looking at the model chess pieces of various colors and races in front of him. "Of course I'd choose 'Underpants Dragon'. Their black technology is so cool..."

Snapped!

Zhang Yi was beaten up in a psychic duel by the Emperor.

"Every battle you will face will determine the lives of thousands or tens of thousands of people. This is no longer a story or a game in your world." The Emperor said. "Although the technology of the Necrons is indeed very powerful."

"Then you don't have to hit me, I'm not one of your 'sons'." Zhang Yi rubbed his right cheek and said, "Then I'll choose 'Black Bean Sprouts', the top 0 in this version of the rules, knives per second..."

Snapped!

Zhang Yi was beaten up in another psychic duel by the Emperor.

"It's good to pursue victory, but you have to know that this world is full of dangers, and your ability to insulate the subspace is not impeccable. At this stage, you need to be vigilant and abide by the rules of this world that you know, which seemed ridiculous or even unreasonable before." The Emperor said again. "Although in this version of the rules, the Dark Eldar are really powerful."

"You can't choose a different race." Zhang Yi stood up and said, "I'll choose 'Smurf', it's okay, you won't..."

Snapped!

Another psychic duel.

"Why this time?!"

"...I don't like Guilliman and his cubs."

“What does this have to do with me!”

～～～～～～～The Fifteenth Day after the Deal with the Emperor～～～～～～

In the huge holographic sandbox, one can see many Astra Militarum soldiers busy moving around in their own positions, while on the opposite side a large number of Orc legions are gathering.

[Ender's Game], this is what Zhang Wei has been facing during this period.

In order to bring benefits to the entire human empire, large-scale army group operations are inevitable, so the Emperor needs him to be able to make correct judgments on the overall situation when necessary. After all, only he knows the importance of some things, and only he can know some intelligence and arrange the battle situation almost without being affected by the warp.

After the emperor had a basic understanding of Zhang Wei's military level, he began to let him command the real battlefield directly in the palace.

Although they were only small-scale battles, and the opponents were mostly ordinary rebels, at most small-scale Orcs.

But this still put enormous pressure on Zhang Wei. After all, not long ago, he was just an ordinary person.

Zhang Wei's tactical inclination is towards defense/positional warfare, or to put it bluntly, retreat.

First, establish a complete defensive position to withstand the enemy's wave after wave of attacks, and then take the opportunity to counterattack when the enemy is weak.

There is nothing wrong with this, but at times, it seems very passive.

Just like now, in the psychic projection released by the Emperor, the Orks who make a living by war are continuously attacking the positions of the Astra Militarum. Although they can still resist now, a large number of soldiers are killed and wounded every moment.

At the beginning of the battle, Zhang Wei kept withdrawing troops from places with lighter defensive pressure to fill the places with the greatest pressure in the entire front line.

This practice of robbing Peter to pay Paul eventually allowed the orcs to create some loopholes on some of the Astra Militarum's fronts.

These ancient creations, which made their livings out of war, fearlessly attacked the gaps in the Astra Militarum's battle lines and roared with excitement.

Just when Zhang Wei was already in a panic, he saw some soldiers no longer blindly pulling the trigger of their laser rifles, but instead took the initiative to tie explosives on themselves and rushed into the orc tide without hesitation. The huge explosion immediately created several huge gaps in the orcs' charge and temporarily paused the orcs' offensive.

Through this suicidal attack, the soldiers managed to barely help Zhang Wei hold his position.

Zhang Wei looked at the soldiers falling one after another in the projection, and the huge explosions that kept happening among the orcs. He suddenly realized that he was commanding a real battle. Because of the shock and unreality brought by the time travel and this projection technology that he had never seen before, he had always treated these battles as games.

As if to make up for his mistake, Zhang Wei began to issue orders to shrink the front line and start treating the wounded.

But, it's a little late.

The solid trenches had now become a meat grinder. The orc boys roared and rushed into the Astra Militarum's positions, attacking every living thing they could see.

The Astra Militarum soldiers fought bravely, but human soldiers were still killed by orcs from time to time, and the mutilated corpses gradually covered the entire trench.

The order to retreat instead triggered the ferocity of the Orcs. They became even more excited and waved their iron knives or guns that could fall apart or explode at any time.

A battle that originally had many advantages is now beginning to collapse because of a righteous mistake.

"I need support from the Astartes!" Zhang Yi made a plea to the Emperor, with a hint of tears in his voice. "They can't hold on any longer! There are too many orcs! Save them!"

"You only need to consolidate the position in the middle, and then the soldiers on both sides of the position will attack to form a pincer attack. Go back to the rear of the orcs and find an opportunity to kill the enemy's warboss to end the battle."

"I know! I just don't want the soldiers to die..."

"Then you will miss the opportunity, and more people will die because of your decision. Blindly retreating will even cause a blow to morale."

At this moment, on the psychic projection screen, a drop pod symbolizing the Astartes/Space Marines landed, and several tall Astartes monks walked out, and the situation on the battle began to turn around rapidly.

"You need to change your mindset. Sometimes, you need to take the initiative and sacrifice your soldiers..."

“You need to give up something for a greater purpose.”

"You need to choose 'cold-blooded' at some point."

"..."

"Do you think I'm too harsh?" The Emperor's corpse said, sitting on the golden throne. "But you must know that when you pass through that door, come to this world and make a deal with me for your hometown, your life as an ordinary person will end."

The psychic projection began to change. It seemed to be a view from a servoskull. There were corpses and debris everywhere. Some soldiers who were seriously injured but still alive were wailing, while other soldiers were hugging their teammates and crying, cursing the commander Zhang Yi and the [Astropath] who conveyed the orders, whom they did not know.

For those soldiers who are wailing, they may not receive timely treatment, and for those who are cursing, no one will comfort them. If they encounter some fanatical and bad-tempered inquisitors or political commissars, they may even be hit by a bullet.

In the temporary front-line hospital, a large number of soldiers were wailing. The wounds caused by the rampant orcs were often shocking.

Another wounded soldier died after failed treatment and was carried out. Even though the technology in the Warhammer 40K era was far superior to that of Zhang Yi's world, it was still impossible to save everyone. Moreover, on the battlefield, not everyone had the opportunity to get exactly the same treatment.

More people died because of his decision, and the battle was almost lost because of his wrong decision.

This is the real world of Warhammer 40K, where wars are often like this, and these things happen all the time...

"You need to get used to this." The Emperor's voice rang in Zhang Yi's ears. "This is our universe."