My Desperate Journey in 40k

"How long will it take?" Wang Ming asked Leandro Ferreira, the executive captain of the Imperial Truth, while sitting in the specially made original chair in the ship's command room.

"Great Primarch, the Imperial Truth is ready. Now we just need Lord Guilliman's fleet to assemble and we can set off." Leandro Ferreira replied to Wang Ming respectfully.

Time passed minute by minute, and as Guilliman's fleet slowly gathered, the Terra expedition finally began.

[Geller force field has been activated, the subspace jump engine is in good condition, all crew members please be prepared, we are about to enter the subspace, all external observation windows are about to be closed. ]

Following the ship's programmed prompt broadcast, all external observation windows were closed, the Geller force field was activated, and the warp engine of the "Imperial Truth" tore a warp crack in the real space at the bow of the ship, and the ship slowly sailed into the turbulent warp.

This is the first time that the traversers truly come into contact with the most dangerous place in 40k. The Warp is also known as the High Heaven, the immaterial universe, in which live the evil Warp gods and terrible Warp demons.

At this moment, Wang Ming suddenly remembered a 40k video comment he saw on Bilibili before traveling through time.

Human captains from various science fiction worldviews discuss their own methods of jump.

Star Trek: "We use warp speed."

Stars: "We take the hyperspace route."

Halo: "We're going to slipstream."

Warhammer: "We go through hell."

"We are passing through hell now." Wang Ming sighed.

Chapter 46: Extra: Legion Naming Conference

On the spacious transport deck of the "Imperial Truth", 2201 time travelers stood together and discussed the name of the legion.

"Second Regiment Commander, what do you think?" Wang Ming asked Second Regiment Commander Hu Jin, who was watching the discussion in front of him, for his opinion.

"Boss, I think the name 'Blood Sacrifice Emperor' is quite good." Although Hu Jin's voice was not loud, it was heard by the Leman ears of all the time travelers present.

In an instant, all discussions stopped and all the time travelers looked at Hu Jin.

"Wait! I have shed blood for the emperor, I have fought for the empire, you can't treat me like this, I am the second captain, I want to see the emperor! I want to see the boss!" Two time travelers held Hu Jin and shot him out of the space torpedo tube.

"I'm right here." Wang Ming looked speechlessly at the second commander who had just been resurrected in front of him.

He was really careless. He so quickly forgot those 13 psychic slaps that the Emperor had given him.

After the little episode, the time travelers also began to discuss it.

"How about "Star Traveler"? " At this moment, Wu Xuan, who was squatting aside, suddenly spoke.

His huge Dreadnought was squatting next to a Thunderhawk gunship. The helmet of the Dreadnought had been taken off, and Wu Xuan was using the two mechanical hands added to the neck of the Dreadnought to stuff a piece of watermelon into his mouth.

Wu Xuan's words instantly made all the time travelers discuss more intensely.

In the end, with a vote of 2200 to 1, the name of the legion was decided upon, "Star Travelers".

By the way, that one was cast by the second regiment commander Hu Jin. He still hoped that the name of the legion would be "Blood Sacrifice Emperor".

However, after the meeting, when Wang Ming passed by Hu Jin's dormitory, he seemed to hear 13 more slaps coming from there.

Chapter 47 Training 1

On the seventh day after the battleship jumped into the subspace, Wang Ming woke up from the bed specially made in the shape of the Primitive. He looked at the electronic clock beside the bed and found that he had slept for 13 hours.

Wang Ming opened his hazy eyes and looked at the surrounding environment. What caught his eye were the walls of the "Imperial Truth" room full of technology and the exquisite power armor hanging on the walls.

"It's not a dream after all..." Wang Ming thought.

This was his first sleep in this world, due to the Primarch's high energy and the inability of the Warp to distinguish time.

So Wang Ming worked with the time travelers for several days in a row and went to sleep only when he felt tired. Perhaps he slept too long and he even felt a sense of unreality.

He had a dream that he was tricked by the Emperor into leading the time travelers to fight the Necrons with bayonets.

"It's so scary." Thinking of the countless Necrons in the dream that could never be killed, he shuddered.

Wang Ming got up from the bed, washed up briefly, then walked out of the room and headed towards the deck of the transport hangar.

Because of its huge space, the transport aircraft deck has become a fixed activity place for time travelers. The time travelers even set up several training facilities in it within a day.

The time travelers dragged all the Thunderhawk gunboats and the "Golden Age" aerospace fighters in this area into the warehouse. They transformed the cleared empty decks into a bolter shooting range separated by platinum armor plates and a number of independent small sparring compartments.

The time travelers have been conducting shooting and close combat training on the deck these days.

"What's going on?" Wang Ming looked in amazement at the traversers on the deck of the transport plane, who were waving their unpowered power swords in unison under the instruction of Fulgrim.

Fulgrim was not with Guilliman but with Wang Ming on the "Imperial Truth". Guilliman was still wary of Fulgrim.

Perhaps the psychological trauma left on him by Fulgrim ten thousand years ago was too great, when Guilliman was talking to Wang Ming before the Terra expedition.

Guilliman implicitly expressed that he wanted Wang Ming to put Fulgrim under supervision, as he was worried that Fulgrim might have some "problems".

Wang Ming agreed to it in order to deal with Guilliman's words, but he did not supervise Fulgrim in any way.

Wang Ming just brought Fulgrim with him. Sometimes Fulgrim could give him some effective advice, especially on the tactical command of the Astartes Legion.

You should know that in order to enable the time travelers to carry out effective tactical operations, Wang Ming and the company commanders of the legion read military books such as "On War" and "Militia Training Manual" no less than 10 times.

"What's wrong? Why are you suddenly starting to teach them sword skills?" Wang Ming walked up to Fulgrim and asked.

"When I was in Macragge, I noticed that they had no fighting skills at all. I have nothing to do anyway, so I might as well teach them some swordsmanship." Fulgrim said as he looked at Wang Ming who was walking towards him.

"Please teach me too. My fighting skills are basically useless and I need to improve them as soon as possible." Wang Ming remembered how he had to hack and slash with brute force after being injured by Abaddon's power claws on Cadia. He now needs to improve his fighting skills quickly.

"Okay, I will teach you one-on-one." Fulgrim agreed to Wang Ming's request to learn swordsmanship. After the time travelers had almost practiced the swordsmanship that Fulgrim had taught before, Fulgrim took Wang Ming to an empty deck and began teaching.

Fulgrim and Wang Ming were not wearing power armor. Instead, they were wearing loose clothing made for the Primarch's body shape, and each held a training sword made of composite materials.

The time travelers surrounded them and watched Fulgrim training Wang Ming.

"If you want to improve your combat skills quickly, you must accumulate experience in actual combat. I will teach you combat skills that are as close to actual combat as possible." Fulgrim said to Wang Ming, holding the training sword in one hand.

Listening to Fulgrim's words, Wang Ming nodded to show that he understood.

"Okay, let's get started."

The training began, and Fulgrim raised his training sword and rushed towards Wang Ming.

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Chapter 48 Training 2

Fulgrim moved so fast that the watching time travelers were unable to see his movements clearly.

However, Wang Ming saw it clearly, although it was very reluctant, but he still reacted with his fastest movement. Wang Ming held the training sword in front of him to block Fulgrim's sword.

But the moment Wang Ming blocked Fulgrim's sword, Fulgrim directly spread his sword flat on Wang Ming's blade and slashed Wang Ming's right hand holding the sword along the sword body.

When the sword blade touched Wang Ming's right hand, Fulgrim raised the sword directly. The sword blade slid in a perfect arc in the air and stopped at Wang Ming's neck.

The whole process took less than 1 second. The many time travelers who were watching, with their physical fitness as Primaris Astartes, only saw a flash of afterimage before Fulgrim's blade was placed on Wang Ming's neck.

"You need to keep up with my speed." Fulgrim retracted his sword and said to the confused Wang Ming.

Wang Ming was very confused. He could clearly react to Fulgrim's sword just now. He even saw all of Fulgrim's movements, but he just couldn't do anything.

"You don't have any fighting skills and you couldn't react at all in the first place. You could even see my movements clearly, but you couldn't think of a way to counter me." Fulgrim summarized Wang Ming's situation to him.

"Go on, you need to try your best to keep up with my movements and react to them," said Fulgrim.

Wang Ming listened to Fulgrim's summary and nodded, and had already firmly remembered Fulgrim's words in his heart.

After the two men were ready again, Fulgrim rushed towards Wang Ming again. This time, Wang Ming looked at Fulgrim's blade and reacted.

He quickly dodged the slashes and stabs of Fulgrim's blade, and the blade in his hand was gradually able to collide with Fulgrim's blade.

“Remember, the most common sword actions are slashing and stabbing. When fighting, you also need to find the enemy’s flaws in the battle.” While practicing with Wang Ming, Fulgrim told Wang Ming how to use a sword.

As Fulgrim spoke, he pressed his sword against Wang Ming's throat.

"Your movements are too big and there are too many flaws. You should try your best."

Fulgrim looked very relaxed now. He was teaching Wang Ming with just one hand using the sword from beginning to end.

Gradually, with Fulgrim's teaching, Wang Ming has been able to master some basic swordsmanship, slashing and stabbing, Wang Ming prefers slashing.

In the next few days, Wang Ming practiced combat skills and legion command methods with Fulgrim. As a replica of the former Primarch of the Third Legion "Emperor's Children", Fulgrim possessed all the memories of the original body including the legion command skills.

Fulgrim's fighting style and command skills were perfect. He tried his best to make everything about himself and the Legion as perfect as possible. Perhaps this was one of the reasons why his body was corrupted by Slaanesh.

"Respected Primarch, there is a problem on our ship." Today, when Wang Ming was practicing swordsmanship with Fulgrim, the captain of the "Imperial Truth", Leandro Ferreira, suddenly contacted Wang Ming through the ship's communication system.

"Problem? What happened?" Wang Ming put down the training sword in his hand, picked up his personal data tablet and asked Leonardo Ferreira.

"One of our crew members is missing." Leandro Ferreira reported the situation to Wang Ming.

Chapter 49 Chaos Fellows

"Missing? That shouldn't be possible..." Wang Ming walked towards the ship's command room.

The door of the ship's command room was opened, and Wang Ming entered the room. The crew members working in the room stood up and saluted Wang Ming with the Sky Eagle salute.

"Captain Leandro, what is the exact situation?" Wang Ming waved his hand to signal the crew to continue working, and asked Captain Leandro Ferreira.

"Sir, one of our crew members is missing on the lower deck. He disappeared in warehouse A08 on the lower deck during today's regular patrol. The crew members who were patrolling with him saw him enter warehouse A08 and did not come out. The guards did not find any trace of him after entering." Leonardo Ferreira told Wang Ming the details.

"No one is seen alive, and no body is seen dead. This seems like the work of Hun Dun..." Wang Ming thought to himself.

"Strengthen the patrols of the guard team. Each guard team must be followed by two Astartes, and turn on the life detection system on the ship to search for missing persons." Wang Ming first strengthened the ship's vigilance, and then continued to use the life detection system to search for missing persons.

"It should be the work of Chaos." Wang Ming returned to his room and started an online discussion with the time travelers through his personal data board.

【Online Communication Channel】

Hu Jin: "Boss, this is absolutely chaos."

Wang Xiaofa: "Boss, have you forgotten the plot? Chaos will definitely cause trouble at this time."