For a long time, the weapons research and development department of the Order of Truth has been working on improving the work efficiency of energy weapons, how to reduce the size of equipment, improve equipment integration, reduce energy consumption and improve energy conversion efficiency, and reduce the cost while increasing the power of weapons...... This has always been a classic topic in the history of the Truth Church and the entire history of human weapons.

And now there is such a device, its single energy consumption is much smaller than the full operation of the Titan main cannon, but it can output a powerful psionic signal that is enough to penetrate the 'Death Wail' storm, and its size is even smaller than the most model of the Nova Cannon, and the extremely high energy utilization efficiency and integration allow it to be carried on a warship in multiple ways, building a complete set of psionic weapon arrays. There is no doubt that this is the perfect standard weapon that countless naval captains have been searching for.

The only drawback of this equipment is that the energy consumption value is too high, which is a bit exaggerated for scientific research equipment that has maintained low turnover efficiency for many years, but it is just right for munitions.

The developers of the psionic department worked a limited budget and demanding use cases, but in the end they were unable to build a successful astronomical telescope, but they did build a good enough psionic cannon.

Then that's all that's left to do:

"Cannon blasting!"

Grey Wind looked at Russell suspiciously, "But orcs don't have a gender, so they don't have a mother." ”

"Bang his mother is an artistic conception, not a literal statement." Russell explained: "This is a famous war phrase written by a poet of Guterra, and its idea is far-reaching, and its ambition is so great that even if the other party does not have a mother, he can make a mother for you to kill." Therefore, you should also learn more about similar phrases and background stories in the future, which can improve your cultural literacy. ”

"Oh......" Greywind nodded.

The monks on board are busy dismantling the ship's original laser weapon array with the help of the assistant AI, eating ashes, and then connecting the binoculars to the energy source, and are about to reach the edge of the green mood storm, and then they have to use the cannon to clear the way.

"Wait a minute, there's a couple of UFOs coming towards us in the southwest." Grey Wind reminded, "I detected their signal with a probe, it's a human ship, and there's a ...... on board A lot of people, a lot of people. ”

It's really literal, many, many, many.

The UFOs drifting in deep space were old and crowded civilian ships, not equipped with large military-grade weapons, only minimal self-defense weapons, and the unlit cabins were crowded with grizzled people, full of people, and the smell of rotten blood and excrement fermented into an unpleasant stench in the cabins, under which some people squatted in the corner and devoured a sticky starch porridge.

"A couple of refugee ships, probably escaped from Armageddon's star field." Greywind quickly came to the conclusion that "as the Greenskins are fighting fiercely at Armageddon, the Greenstorm is expanding, and many planets are being Waaagh!! Devoured. ”

The human empire's capacity could not evacuate so many people, except for a few dignitaries and connections, the rest of the residents were left to fend for themselves.

On the side of the hull, the array of laser weapons has been dismantled, and the Lingbo astronomical telescope has been installed.

Russell sent a warning to the refugee ships: "We are the expeditionary fleet of the Human Federation, and we are on a mission to break through the control range of the Greenskins, do not come any closer, or we will see you as enemies." ”

But instead of having a good time, the refugee boat, which received the news, suddenly increased the power of its thrusters and stumbled straight towards it, looking very excited.

"So, this group of people don't want to die?" Russell frowned: "And the direction they are moving is also very strange, the first choice of the ship that escaped from Armageddon should be to flee to the hinterland of the Sun Star Domain, and go to Holy Terra to seek protection from Killiman, why did they drift to the Moro Star Domain?" ”

The Moro field is located southeast of Armageddon, while Terra is southwest of Armageddon, which are two completely opposite routes, and it is not so confusing to get lost.

Except from the beginning, these refugee boats were not going to go to Terra.

Russell guessed right.

After knowing that the battleship in front of them was the expeditionary fleet of the Human Federation, several refugee ships showed unprecedented enthusiasm, and the originally lifeless cabin suddenly became active, and the black crowd crowded to the porthole and waved and jumped desperately, shouting words such as 'Heavenly Father' and 'Savior', dancing with their hands, and even the starchy porridge in their stomachs was spilled on the ground, sticky to the soles of their shoes.

"What the hell, this group of people shouldn't have been brainwashed by the Whisperers, right?" Grey Wind pouted and frowned, frustrating as he connected to the refugee representative's communication channel.

"Lords of the Federation, please listen to me, we are admirers of the Order of Truth, we have listened to the Church of Saint Luojia, we have been inspired by the true God, and we are all loyal believers of His Majesty the Bullet Star! Please let us go to the Far Eastern Star Field! ”

An excited voice came out of the audio decoder, causing a big question mark to pop up on Gray Wind's little head: "Huh? ”

What's the situation, they have really been taught by Luojia and brainwashed by the speaker.

"Wait, wait, tell me what's going on. What the hell, what is Saint Luojia......" Russell hurriedly stopped the frenzied gathering of refugees, and in this short ten minutes, more than half a million people in several refugee boats had died in the stampede, and countless others were injured and scratched.

To Russell's surprise, the leader who led this group of refugees to escape from Armageddon and flee to the Far Eastern Star Domain was actually a low-level inquisitor named Harquin.

From Halquin's mouth, Russell learned the basic situation of this group of refugees.

- Before the expansion of the Green Storm, the preaching team of Luojia and the Whisperer passed through the Armageddon Field, and the Ascending Primordial used its superhuman force to lead the Bearer to save more than one of the soon-to-be-fallen Imperial planets from the Greenskins, and began to spread the teachings of 'Far Eastern Prosperity and King Russell' to the people who saw him as their savior.

In Luojia's mouth, the Far Eastern Star Domain has been built into an earthly heaven by the followers of the Star Bulleter, where lush and beautiful forests grow on the planet, clear fresh water flows in rivers and lakes, automata and truth-believing monks have completely solved the problem of food and clothing for the people, and the interstellar-scale Pure Spirit Field and the Blackstone Obelisk Array protect the citizens of the Federation from the invasion of chaos pollution.

From Luojia's preaching, this group of hungry, unclothed, and daily fear of death and pain to survive under the torment of death and pain seems to see a promised land flowing with milk and honey, even if the human emperor is sitting in the Holy Terra, they cannot make them turn their course, they would rather die in the pursuit of heaven.

After hearing this, the corners of Russell's eyebrows trembled slightly.

Grey Wind sighed softly and said to Harquinn: "Maybe this was the case before, the environment of Planet Gaia is indeed very good, and the living standard of the mechanical nest is indeed quite good, but now it is different. ”

As soon as these words came out, Harquin and the refugees around him suddenly became nervous: "What happened in Heaven?" ”

"Falla has recently been suffering from a direct invasion by a high-dimensional creature called the Zealot, and the Chaos Demon has joined forces with at least two Ascending Primordials, with Falla and Valrhona being the main battlegrounds." Grey Wind explained.

Gray Wind crossed his fingers and pondered: "Under the wartime system, the decline in the living standards of ordinary people is inevitable, except for the two main war zones, the workers of the other nest planets are forced to work overtime, for example, the Nifol nest with a rotation period of 49 hours, the workers on it now have to work 16 hours a day, and there is a lack of entertainment programs. ”

"Coupled with our previous strategic contraction, many agricultural planets have been withdrawn, and now the food supply is also a little tight, and the logistics system is almost paralyzed, and ordinary workers on some remote planets have even begun to use baked potatoes to satisfy their hunger, and they can't eat fresh vegetables, so they can only reluctantly replace them with freeze-dried vegetables, not to mention natural meat, synthetic meat is enough to manage ......."

Gray Wind shook his head as he spoke, and sighed: "Luojia is blowing too much, the Far Eastern Star Domain is not a promised land flowing with milk and honey, and now in order to cope with the war, there is still forced conscription, and the equipment and logistics supply of soldiers is also a big problem...... All in all, the standard of living in the Federation is far from as rosy as it is portrayed in Luojia's myths. ”

After saying that, Gray Wind was silent for a moment, not waiting for the other party's response.

"Hmm...... What's wrong with you guys? Grey Wind asked in a whisper.

"God... Heaven. A slightly hoarse woman's voice came from Inquisitor Harquin's communication channel.

"This is the kingdom of heaven on earth that we have been looking for." Halquinn burst into tears, and the other refugees around him were overwhelmed with emotion, as words like 'Heavenly Father,' 'Saviour,' and 'Messiah' kept coming out of the crowd.

Gray Wind blinked in confusion: "Huh? ”

(End of chapter)