My Desperate Journey in 40k

In fact, in the Battle of Parmenium, the command of most troops was in the charge of Guilliman and Fulgrim. Wang Ming only needed to be responsible for the mobilization and task assignment of the time travelers. He didn't need to worry about other troops at all. This situation made Wang Ming and the time travelers very happy. They finally didn't need to waste energy adjusting the command of mortal troops and legions. They could fight without restraint.

"That's it. Let the troops already in the area delay the Death Guard as much as possible. Once all the troops are assembled tomorrow, we will launch a general attack."

The final plan was finalized, but what the three Primarchs did not notice was that Kellya, who had been watching them, smiled at some point, like a father seeing his child grow up.

That smile on a little girl was a bit strange, but it only appeared for a moment and then disappeared. After the smile disappeared, only Kellya with a nervous face was left. She was actually distracted when meeting the sacred Primarch.

"The master's order has arrived, telling us to hold out for a day, and then launch a general attack."

In an area outside the city of Hekaton, in a position of the mortal auxiliary army, a political commissar in the temporary command was holding a document and speaking to a young man in front of him.

The young man nodded to the political commissar without saying anything. Political Commissar Rolando Bianchi was used to the boy's silence. These Krieg kids were all like this. Unless they were giving tactical commands, they were always taciturn.

"Now that you are here, come and take a look. This is the order we just received. Do not charge with those boys again."

Just then, a young girl walked into the command post. Political Commissar Rolando Bianchi looked at the girl, handed her the document, and gave her instructions.

The girl took the document and said nothing. She just nodded to Political Commissar Rolando Bianchi to indicate that she understood.

"Ugh…"

Looking at the expressionless girl, Political Commissar Rolando Bianchi sighed. He was really overwhelmed by this group of Kriegs. They could not be stopped from charging one after another. They would only listen to the orders of the Primarch and the Astartes. He, the political commissar, was just a mouthpiece. He had never encountered even the disciplinary issues that his colleagues had to deal with every day. Sometimes he even doubted whether he, as the regiment's political commissar, was a bit redundant.

Time passed little by little, and except for the time travelers' cooking team responsible for transporting food to each regiment coming to this position, nothing happened.

The sun slowly set below the horizon, and the sky slowly darkened. Commissar Rolando Bianchi walked in the trenches. He looked at the Krieg soldiers in the trenches who were wearing fully enclosed helmets and were silent. He wondered if today was over. He just had to wait for tomorrow's general attack.

Just as Political Commissar Rolando Bianchi was thinking this as he walked towards his little nest in the position, a burst of light suddenly illuminated the entire sky, followed by a loud burst of gunfire.

Political Commissar Rolando Bianchi reacted quickly. His long combat experience allowed him to draw his bolter and power sword the moment he heard the gunshots. He quickly turned around and looked towards the front of the trench.

"Snapped!"

At the moment when Political Commissar Rolando Bianchi turned around, a bomb hit a Krieg soldier in front of him. The bomb hit the force feedback power armor and exploded. The diamond killing part collided with the ceramic steel armor plate, and the huge kinetic energy instantly shattered the ceramic steel armor. The diamond killing part rushed into the body of the Krieg soldier, and the huge kinetic energy instantly tore apart the human flesh. The entire upper body of the Krieg soldier was blown into pieces.

"Damn it! 1555421!"

Political Commissar Rolando Bianchi looked at the remaining lower half of the Krieg soldier on the ground and cursed angrily. He was standing not far from the soldier, and the soldier's torn body tissue splattered on him.

Political Commissar Rolando Bianchi knew the soldier who was killed, 1555421. He was a young man. It could be said that except for him, the regimental political commissar, and those company political commissars, there was no one over the age of in the Krieg Regiment. They were all quick-grown people who came out of artificial wombs. Although they looked like they were sixteen, seventeen or eighteen years old, they definitely did not have that long in this world.

Political Commissar Rolando Bianchi looked at the remains on the ground and quickly rushed to the temporary command post in the trench. He knew almost every child in the Krieg Regiment and he had stayed with these children for a very long time. Although he knew that they would all die on the battlefield, he still felt sad every time he saw these children die.

"2557721!"

Political Commissar Rolando Bianchi rushed into the command center and shouted the name of Captain Krieg as soon as he entered.

"He went up."

There was no sign of Captain Krieg in the headquarters. There was only a girl taking batteries for a laser gun from an ammunition box. The girl looked at Political Commissar Rolando Bianchi who entered the headquarters and spoke to him calmly. There was not even a hint of tension in her voice as she was about to go to the battlefield.

When Political Commissar Rolando Bianchi heard the girl's words, he hurried out of the command center, but at this moment the girl behind him suddenly pounced on him and knocked him to the ground.

"Clap clap clap!!!"

Political Commissar Rolando Bianchi was suddenly knocked down. Just as he was trying to break free from the girl who knocked him down, he suddenly heard an explosion. The source of the explosion was the command center behind him. Political Commissar Rolando Bianchi turned his head and looked at the command center, which had become a ruin.

Political Commissar Rolando Bianchi looked at the bombarded headquarters and quickly realized that the enemy had bombarded their headquarters and their attack was planned.

Political Commissar Rolando Bianchi pushed the girl behind him away and was about to continue walking towards the position, but he stopped in an instant.

Political Commissar Rolando Bianchi looked at the girl on the ground. Her calf had disappeared and the broken part of the wound was scorched by the high temperature. This was obviously caused by the high temperature generated by the explosion of the light gun battery. The power armor at the wound was also melted and glued to the broken flesh.

Despite this kind of injury, the girl did not say a word. She looked at Political Commissar Rolando Bianchi calmly, as if she was not injured at all.

"Commissar, I can no longer fight. Please give me the peace of the God Emperor..."

The girl looked at the explosive pistol in the political commissar's hand, her young face expressionless, and spoke to the political commissar in a flat tone.

258. Chapter 255 Preparation

258.

"You can't find peace yet, you can still fight! Your life is the Emperor's currency, don't waste it!"

Political Commissar Rolando Bianchi looked at the girl, took out a field medical robot, and performed emergency medical treatment on the girl. After stuffing the girl's laser gun into her arms, the political commissar rushed to the front line without stopping. He had to keep an eye on those Kriegs, otherwise who knew what they would do to atone for their sins.

The flares in the sky illuminated the trenches on the ground. In the trenches, a large number of Krieg soldiers holding laser rifles continuously attacked the zombies and plague warriors surging forward. Heavy bombs and laser cannons were roaring, and the main gun of the Leman Russ also began to roar. An Emperor's Poison Blade that had just been equipped in the regiment also started its engine and moved towards the battlefield in front of the position.

"No charge allowed! 2557721 you guys get down here! If you dare to lead the troops to charge today, you will be disloyal to the Primarch and the God-Emperor!"

As soon as Political Commissar Rolando Bianchi arrived at the position, he immediately saw 2557721 who was preparing to crawl out of the trench with a group of Kriegers. He looked at 2557721 and roared angrily.

This roar reached the ears of 2557721, and he hurriedly returned to the trench with his brothers who were preparing to launch a counterattack to beat back the enemy's offensive force.

"Don't launch a counterattack. We have enough firepower now. I have just sent a message to the adults. They will come to support us soon and fight a positional battle!"

Political Commissar Rolando Bianchi looked at 2557721 in front of him and spoke to him. His voice was very loud, as if he was afraid that 2557721 didn't hear clearly and would lead his men to counterattack.

2557721 looked at Political Commissar Rolando Bianchi in front of him and nodded silently. This was an order given by the Primarch and they would definitely execute it.

Krieg's position was like a nail, stuck firmly in front of the Death Guard and Nurgle demons. Their weapons and equipment and legion armament configuration were all standard "Star Liberator" configurations. There was no lack of firepower. All kinds of heavy weapons flew towards the surging demon tide in front without any cost. They were just carrying out the orders of the Primarch and performing a mission of the Emperor's currency.

"Hurry up, hurry up, you damn plague pig! You leave us alone and go attack the mortal positions!"

Not far from Krieg's position, a large number of traversers quickly rushed towards Krieg. The traversers' company commander was cursing as he ran, saying that the group of plague warriors did not fight against the Astartes troops but attacked the mortal troops.

"We have seen an exchange of fire. We are trying to determine the direction of the enemy's attack. It has been determined and the position has been transmitted to the artillery regiment."

The traversers were very fast, they didn't even use vehicles. Their movements were a little faster than the vehicles. At least they didn't need to ignite, and those armored vehicles were still behind them.

"We will intervene in the battlefield first, and the armored vehicles will arrive soon."

The captain of the time travelers looked at the fire on the position not far away, gave orders to the time travelers around him, and then rushed towards the Krieg's position.

"Press the armored firepower forward to cover the infantry's volleys. Turn the laser guns to maximum power. Our weapons can penetrate the power armor of those traitors!"

Political Commissar Rolando Bianchi stood in the trench, holding a communicator and constantly directing the battle situation. 2557721 was totally unreliable. He was a good soldier, but he was not a good commander. Political Commissar Rolando Bianchi could only temporarily take over the duties of the regiment commander and command the Kriegs.

"Bah bang bang!!"

Just as Political Commissar Rolando Bianchi was about to stick his head out to see what was happening outside the trench, the sound of explosive gunfire suddenly came from behind him. He hurriedly turned his head to look behind him, and when he saw the huge figure behind him, he subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

It was a figure he was extremely familiar with, with silver power armor, red shoulder armor like flames, and the golden Imperial Sky Eagles on their bodies. They were the "Star Travelers", the Emperor's angels, and the descendants of the Primarch.

"Establish a defense line, spread out in the trenches, and try to protect the mortals. We can die, but they can't. Move fast!"

The captain of the traversers gave orders the moment they entered the trench, and the traversers also dispersed to various locations in the trench according to their captain's orders. They protected the Kriegers behind their bodies, and then shot at the traitors in front of them together.

"Warriors of the Emperor, report your situation."

The time traveler company commander walked up to Captain Krieg and asked him about the situation of their regiment. Political Commissar Rolando Bianchi immediately rushed to Captain Krieg when he learned about the situation.

"Lord Angel, our regiment has been attacked by the enemy. There are a large number of them, but most of them are zombies, among whom there are a lot of traitors. Our losses are not too great. We can currently maintain 90% of our combat capability and can execute the Angel's orders at any time."

Political Commissar Rolando Bianchi was performing the Sky Eagle Salute while reporting the situation to the time traveler company commander. Of course, he couldn't let 2557721 report. With 2557721's communication ability, it was estimated that he could not compose a sentence within an hour.

"Yes, I understand. You don't need to call me Angel. My name is Chang Tianshun. Soldiers, continue to hold on. Our armored support will arrive in about ten minutes. For the Emperor and the Primarch, let us annihilate all those traitors."

The time-traveling company commander looked at the political commissar in front of him. Although he didn't understand why the political commissar had to report on the fighting within the regiment, the situation was urgent and he didn't ask too many questions about this issue.

"Yes, Master Chang Tianshun, for the Emperor and the Primarch."

Political Commissar Rolando Bianchi looked at the time traveler company commander and answered him.

"Sir, the artillery fire will arrive in eleven seconds."

The time traveler captain wanted to say something to boost the morale of the soldiers, but at this moment he received a communication from the artillery regiment on his communicator, saying that the artillery regiment had already provided artillery support and the shells were expected to land in eleven seconds.

"Understood. Keep sending the weapons. Keep firing. Blow those traitors to pieces."

The time traveler company commander listened to the communication from the auxiliary army artillery regiment, replied to them, then picked up the grenade launcher and joined the battle.

Artillery fire arrived quickly, and one shell after another landed accurately on the battlefield in front of the trenches. The explosions of the white phosphorus bombs were like brilliant fireworks, and the high-temperature flames ignited the Nurgle zombies in front of the trenches. However, these flames could not threaten the Plague Warriors at all. They had power armor on their bodies, and even if those power armors had become very tattered, they could still provide protection for the Plague Warriors.

Before landing in Parmenio, Wang Ming equipped the traversers and mortal auxiliary forces with a large number of incendiary weapons. These incendiary weapons were all used to deal with the Nurgle army. For these creatures full of viruses, only pure flames can completely purify them.

"The first batch of white phosphorus bombs have landed, the second batch of napalm bombs are being launched, and the third batch of thermal melt cluster bombs are being prepared."

On the position of the Auxiliary Army Artillery Regiment, a large number of petrified lizard self-propelled artillery continued to roar, firing shells one after another from their muzzles, offering humanity's most sincere blessings to the enemies of humanity.

"Wuhu! Great, that's it! Those plague warriors are exposed, hurry up, snipe them!"

Chang Tianshun looked at the burning Nurgle zombies on the battlefield ahead, shouted happily, and then quickly gave orders to snipe the plague warriors who had been exposed from the zombie group.

Those plague warriors had been hiding among the zombies, waiting for an opportunity to strike. Now that the zombies are gone, they have exposed their position.

"Zizzizi!"

Laser beams pierced through the night sky and accurately hit the heads of the plague warriors. These were the snipers in the traverser company. They were all equipped with laser cannons for sniper operations. For the traversers, just one shot was enough to kill the enemy, and the weapons with high lethality were all sniper rifles.

The time travelers' precise shooting also relies on the good properties of the laser cannon. This is the advantage of laser weapons. As long as you can see it, you can definitely hit it. After all, nothing can distort the path of light.

"Hoohoohoo!!"

A wall of fire appeared on the battlefield. It was the explosion of napalm bombs. It was like a blooming flower of death. The orange-red flames devoured everything. The pure flames burned the pollution of Nurgle, announcing to all traitors that this world belongs to mankind and that mankind will eventually win.

Even though the gods in the subspace are invading humans all the time, intending to drag humans into endless madness and darkness, the human species will still continue to have its own flames to burn the darkness brought by the chaos.

"Their firepower is too strong. Let's retreat, brothers. We have tested them enough. The 21st Legion, do they have unlimited firepower?"

On a hill in front of the human position, a Death Guard looked at the battlefield below the hill and spoke to another Death Guard beside him.

The firepower of the Imperial forces was too strong, and they estimated that they could only deal with it by using Titans and the Knight Families. However, these were also part of the Primarch's plan and were not a problem for him to worry about. And for some reason, his Primarch had been very happy these days. Sometimes he even laughed for no reason at all. I wonder what funny things he was thinking of.

The plague warriors who were testing the imperial troops received the order and began to retreat quickly. Trying to find the enemy's weaknesses was their old job, so the action of retreat was naturally easy for them. Under the cover of a Great Unclean One, they quickly retreated to the mountains while the imperial troops' attention was on the Great Unclean One.

These complex mountain terrains have become their final hiding places in these days. All kinds of twisted and disgusting Nurgle demons and plague warriors are hiding in these mountains, waiting for Mortarion's orders.

"Kid, your injuries are not too serious. You only hurt your limbs. You will recover after returning to the Sun Fortress. I will treat your minor wounds now. It may be a little painful."

A pharmacist from another world looked at the girl who had lost her lower leg. He gently soothed her and helped her treat her wounds.

The time travelers handled the situation quickly. After all, there were still many wounded on the battlefield. The brothers in the medical squad were all in action. Most of the medical robots of the mortal auxiliary army were unable to treat these wounded. There were too many people missing limbs. The explosion and the explosive bombs of those plague warriors were very deadly to mortals.

These wounded were still lucky. Most of the mortals affected by the explosion and bombs turned into fragments on the ground and returned to the Golden Throne.

The situation that the time traveler imagined did not occur. He originally thought that the young girl would make a sound because of the pain during the treatment of her wound, but the girl did not make a sound during the treatment.

"You are very strong little girl. Someone will take you away soon. Just be patient. You will recover soon."

After treating the girl's wound, the time traveler spoke to her, then picked up the surgical tools and prepared to go to the location of another injured person.

"Thank you, sir."