My Desperate Journey in 40k

The commander of the artillery regiment looked at the communication file, nodded, and then gave the order for the artillerymen to fire at the hospital. He believed that this was intelligence from friendly forces, and the number and his calm voice could not be wrong. Moreover, as long as there is a possibility of killing the enemy, they must not give up and must launch a wave of fire coverage no matter what.

The artillerymen received the order and the cannons began to roar. The Emperor's wrath was unleashed at this moment, and the unyielding roar of humanity also went towards the heretics amid the sound of cannons.

In the subspace, in the cafeteria of the Sun Fortress, Wang Ming looked at the bottle of wine in front of him speechlessly. He looked at the travelers around him and the wine makers. He was really speechless. The travelers' ability to make things happen was too outrageous. How could he not have noticed it before? The travelers actually planted a lot of grapes in the hydroponic cabin. Now they made those grapes into wine, hoping that he could "taste" it.

If it was just ordinary wine, there would be no problem, but the production process of this wine is very outrageous. Just imagine, a time traveler, an immortal, a stone man, and an elf stepped on something, who would dare to drink it? This thing is okay to buy it for those nobles, but drinking it... It's okay for others, but as for that elf, Wang Ming really feels a little alienated.

"Captain Wang Ming, the warp voyage is about to end, and we are about to jump out of the warp."

Just as Wang Ming was about to endure the discomfort, force himself to take a sip, and then leave the rest to Wang Xiaofa, Colonel Radulovich suddenly appeared in the cafeteria.

"Yeah, I know we're here. I'll go to the bridge now."

After hearing Colonel Radulovich's words, Wang Ming immediately stood up and quickly stood still, leaving Wang Xiaofa staring at the wine bottle in his hand in confusion, which had suddenly appeared in his hand.

332. Chapter 329 The Beginning of the Expedition

332.

In the deep space of the universe, a huge crack suddenly appeared, and an ominous light shot out from it towards the physical universe. A fleet broke away from the subspace and came to the real universe.

On the Sun Fortress, Wang Ming looked at the holographic star map in front of him and the information about this galaxy on it, and frowned.

They came to a civilized world on the edge of the Empire. Everything in this world was self-sufficient, and apart from trading with the Mechanicus and paying taxes to the Empire, it had little sense of existence. The Imperial officials in the Hazy Star Domain didn't even have many records of this world, only records that this world had been used for large-scale missionary work by the followers of the State Religion.

It cannot be said that there is not much data on the situation in this world, but it can be said that there is not much current data. The last record was the payment of tithes a hundred years ago. Apart from that, there are not many records. We only know that it is a world with a very high level of civilization, with three-dimensional high-tech cities and personal aircraft flying all over the sky. The planetary government is also good, but this was the situation a hundred years ago. Whether this world is loyal now is a big problem.

The world of Algro civilization, Wang Ming still has great confidence in this world. After all, the state religion once preached on a large scale, and the people there should still have a very deep belief in the state religion. After all, the information said that the state religion's missionary work here was very successful.

"Captain Wang Ming, based on the current intelligence, the order of this world is likely to be stable. The national religion is very stable according to their data."

Colonel Radulovich looked at Wang Ming and presented his analysis to him. The order of the world of Algro should not have collapsed due to the opening of the Great Rift. At least the state religion should be able to stabilize the situation.

"Not necessarily. Heretics and traitors are not so easy to find. They are just a group of rats and bugs. They hide in dark corners most of the time and may appear at any time and attack the lifeblood of the imperial world."

Wang Ming looked at Colonel Radulovich and shook his head, then explained to him the horror of those heretics. Their horror was that they would hide among the crowd and stab their fellow human beings in the back anytime and anywhere.

"Let's go to that world. I hope he still belongs to the human race. If he doesn't belong to the human race, then he doesn't belong to anyone."

Wang Ming sighed, and then gave the order to go to Algro. This would be the first world they would recover from the dark side of the empire.

"Support! Support! Governor! What we need is real official support from the Empire, or even support from the angels, not those merchant fleets in orbit that are fighting guerrilla warfare with the heretics in the galaxy. They simply can't allocate much firepower to support us, and now that the communication is gone, those guys are now completely relying on their feelings to launch orbital strikes!"

In the Governor's Palace under a towering tower in "Peple", the capital of Algro, the two highest leaders of the planet are discussing plans about the next fate of Algro. In the magnificent hall, the planetary general is putting his hands on the conference table made of a whole piece of marble, and loudly expressing his opinions to the planetary governor who is at least several meters away from him.

"Deliel, I know, I know, but there is nothing I can do. We cannot contact the imperial officials in the Misty Star Region. We may even be the only survivors of this doomsday catastrophe."

When the planetary governor heard the words of the planetary general, he put down the pen he was using to mark documents, then covered his head. The headache caused by the tremendous pressure came back again. To be honest, the planetary governor was really not used to this kind of working environment without the statue of the Emperor. Only by seeing the holy face of the God-Emperor could he relieve the pressure.

"Alas... stop saying these unrealistic things. We still have an army of soldiers in our hands, and a large number of mobilized civilians. Let's think about what we should do next. We don't even know how many troops we have left on Algro."

The planetary governor rubbed his temple, then asked the planetary general what the next move should be. Originally, this question should have been considered by the previous ten-member council, but six of the previous ten-member council had rebelled, and two had been assassinated by the traitors. Now there were only two loyalists left, him and the planetary general.

In fact, the planetary governor really knows nothing about military matters. His duties were originally only to stabilize the lives of the people on the planet, ensure people's social welfare, and use tough measures to maintain the open and secret struggles among the nobles. But after the rebellion began, he was forced to take over the military. Although he had the help of planetary generals, he still felt that he was not good enough. After all, as a planetary governor who had served civilians for most of his life, he really had no military command ability. But now the people trusted only him the most, and he was in a dilemma.

However, the rebellion did bring him some benefits. At least he finally didn't have to worry about those noble families. His family and the planetary general's family were the only surviving imperial noble families in the whole of Algro. The other families were either collectively dealt with because of the rebellion, or the young people in the families died on the battlefield. There were not many young people left in the families, and it was about to be over. If he hadn't stopped them, these old nobles would probably have sent all the few young people left in their families to the battlefield. After the young people were finished, those guys would probably have to go it themselves.

The planetary governor was quite helpless about these old nobles. He was also a noble. He had been taught since childhood to protect his own world and all the civilians on his world. He did so after becoming the planetary governor, and he also tried his best to make the lives of the civilians better. Therefore, he also understood the thoughts of those old guys. Algro was the world bestowed by the Emperor to their family. Whoever wanted to take this world and the lives of its people away from them must first step over their corpses. As long as there was one person from the Aster family alive, the heretics would never get this world and the lives of the civilians they protected.

"We can't be so passive anymore. We just received a radio intelligence report that a troop with civilians is approaching us 52 kilometers away from Pepler. As noble imperial nobles, we must protect those civilians and ensure they arrive safely in Pepler."

When the planetary general heard what the planetary governor said, he took out a document, put it on the table, and then pushed it in front of the planetary governor.

"Yes, that's true. But in this case, we must mobilize troops. We don't have many troops. We also have to prevent attacks from heretics in the eastern cities. At most, I can only send you a planetary defense company and a mobilized corps."

The Planetary Governor looked at the document in his hand, analyzed the current situation, and then said to the Planetary Governor.

"That's enough, Tesler Aster. I, Delier Aster, swear on the honor of my family that I will definitely bring those civilians back."

After hearing what the planetary governor said, the planetary general nodded to him and performed an Aster etiquette for the head of a family.

"Well, Delier Aster, I expect you to protect those civilians and bring them back safely for the glory of the imperial nobility. Also, tell your commanders to be safe. We cannot afford to lose any more commanders."

The planetary governor nodded to the planetary general, then took out a document from the pile of documents at hand and began to revise it. He had inherited the position of planetary governor after the death of the previous planetary governor. Before that, he was the planetary governor of Algro. Compared to enjoying the extravagant life with those nobles, he was more inclined to do more for the people.

He has governed Algro for two hundred years, and the common people love this governor very much because he really does things.

After talking about some small things, the planetary general left the hall. The planetary governor looked at the back of the planetary general's leaving, and helplessly put the application document for the reduction of civilian food rations on the candle lamp.

"Alas..., God Emperor..., have you really given up on Algro?"

The planetary governor looked at the documents disappearing in the flames, thinking sadly that cutting the food for civilians would definitely not work. As a planetary governor who was born as a planetary civil governor, he was well aware of the negative impact of this. Food stability was closely related to the trust of the people. If food rations were suddenly reduced, the civilians would definitely complain, and the seeds of rebellion would sprout in the hearts of those hungry civilians. They already had a huge external threat, and the planetary governor did not want to have an internal worry again.

The planetary governor looked at the documents on the table and asked the servo-skull to eliminate most of the unimportant documents. Then he began his real work. After finally sorting out the documents, he stood up with the help of a mechanical servant. As an ordinary human who had not undergone much transformation and only underwent life-extending surgery, the long-term day and night work made the planetary governor's legs and feet not very good. He stood up with the help of the mechanical servant, and then walked slowly step by step to a door in the hall. That was the church dedicated to the God-Emperor.

"Great Divine Emperor, Your Majesty who sits high on the golden throne, please look at your loyal people. We have never given up our faith in you. Please give us some help..."

The planetary governor came to the church, and he knelt down piously in front of the god-emperor icon. Accompanied by the sound of the monks chanting in the church, the planetary governor breathed the incense mixed with milk and various spices in the air, and closed his eyes with peace of mind. eyes, and then prayed devoutly to the Emperor.

Above the sea of ​​blood and corpses in the subspace, among countless human corpses, a young girl slowly stood up. She looked at the surrounding environment, walked forward a few steps in confusion, and then stopped immediately. She looked at a portal that suddenly appeared in front of her, and suddenly a voice appeared in her mind. It was a mission, a great mission. She must go to the real universe to save the humans in that world.

The girl walked through the portal, armor and a sword appeared on her body, and the firm belief in her heart was like a raging fire that continued to burn. She would use the power given to her by the Lord of Mankind to save mankind and bring hope to people in despair.

At the same time in the real universe, in the space of the Algro galaxy, a huge fleet was passing by the wreckage of a fleet. Behind this fleet was a fleet of merchant ships, and they were heading towards Algro together.

"The Primarch..., the Primarch..., the Son of God..., the great demigod..."

Atop a modified Moon-class cruiser, the "flagship" of the merchant fleet, a woman sitting high on the command seat was almost in a trance, mixed with a lot of fanaticism. She had just seen a Primarch, a living demigod. She would never forget his holy face and majestic figure. As a devout believer of the state religion, she had almost fainted from excitement. Fortunately, the medical sister rescued her in time, so that she did not lose her composure in front of the sacred Primarch.

"Um..., Master of the family?"

Beside the command seat, an officer wearing the blue uniform of the family's private army commander looked at the woman and called out to her cautiously. The current condition of his family head was too abnormal. He was like a servitor whose frontal lobe had been removed. He had completely fallen into a state of absent-mindedness and was completely immersed in his own space.

"Um... what's the matter? Lawrence, my dear loyal subject, the eternal protector of my family, the faithful follower of the Emperor, is there anything you need me to answer for you?"

When the woman heard the officer's words, she finally came to her senses. She looked at the officer and spoke a long string of words in High Gothic.

"Well, it's okay. This man speaks in the same tone as the Knight Family. He is a normal patriarch. It's okay. It seems that he has just been stimulated..."

After hearing the woman's endless chatter, the officer finally felt relieved. This was how his master normally behaved. The nagging noble was a normal master.

"Master Patriarch, the Primarch ordered our fleet to follow his fleet to Algro, and asked us to assist in the transportation of relief supplies."

The officer looked at the woman, straightened his body, and then reported to the woman in a loud voice about what Wang Ming had given them after she fell into a trance. The captain had already done what he had done to follow the fleet's orders. The rest of the loading and mobilization of the fleet's personnel and supplies was what she, as the head of the family, should do.

"Obey all the orders of the primarch. My family will swear allegiance to the primarch and his legion."

After hearing the officer's words, the expression on the woman's face became extremely fanatical again, and even had some abnormal blush. Looking at the woman who had fallen into religious fanaticism again, the officer shook his head helplessly.

333. Chapter 330 The First Airborne

333.

"Uh, why is there a meteor shower in the sky?"

On the walls of Pepler, the soldiers looked at the meteor in the sky and wondered, how could a meteor appear in Algro at this time? This is not normal. Is there going to be another problem?

"Hahaha... This world is interesting. Look at these tall buildings and vehicles. Oh my god, this is actually the Empire World. It's like..."

A Thunderhawk entered the atmosphere and flew over a city. Wu Xuan looked at the city below and spoke to Zhang Jieliang beside him.

"The Earth of the future? The technological level of this world is not that high. It is considered low-end in the world of the Empire. However, they have used most of their resources on people's livelihood. Look, there are still a large number of personal aircraft. Although the Empire's technology does not look very good, its actual technological content is very high."

Zhang Jieliang looked at Wu Xuan who had returned to his original appearance, and said to him with a smile that the time travelers all felt an inexplicable sense of déjà vu about this world, just like the Earth, but they all knew that this world was only similar in some places and it could never be that beautiful blue world.

"Okay, stop chatting and get down quickly. I'll go to the carrier after I put you down."

The voice of the traverser in charge of operating the Thunder Eagle suddenly appeared in the cabin. The traversers smiled helplessly at each other, and then the cabin door was slowly opened.

"Can't you lower the altitude a bit? Just smash it down from this height?"

Wu Xuan looked at the tall buildings below the cabin and said speechlessly to the pilot, "What a guy! He doesn't even know how to lower his altitude."

"At this altitude, if you go any lower you might be pulled down by anti-aircraft fire. Stop complaining and jump, my loyal brother."

The driver replied to Wu Xuan, then adjusted the angle of the Thunder Eagle so that the traversers could better see their landing point.

"Fine…"

Wu Xuan muttered to himself with a look of pain on his face, then jumped off the Thunder Eagle in one go. The other time travelers looked at Wu Xuan who had jumped off, they were all speechless. They all carried flying backpacks, but Wu Xuan didn't.

"Snapped!!"

Like a cannonball falling to the ground, Wu Xuan landed on his feet and crashed through a building, then collapsed a residential building with the impact force.

"I've landed and I feel good..."

Wu Xuan lifted a piece of cement slab and climbed up from the ground. He looked at the ruins around him and spoke to his brothers through the communication channel.

"My dear Comrade Wu Xuan, have you ever thought of a question?"

Zhang Jieliang's voice suddenly appeared in Wu Xuan's communication channel. His tone was helpless, as if he was giving a lecture to a new recruit.

"what is the problem?"

Wu Xuan patted the gravel on his body and asked Zhang Jieliang as he walked towards the city.

"We have jetpacks, why don't you use them?"

Zhang Jieliang asked Wu Xuan. Judging from the sound coming from his side, it was indeed the case. The sounds of the flying backpacks operating were all lined up in a row.

Wu Xuan: “…”

Wu Xuan didn't want to answer this question. He quickly rushed into the city, ready to find the enemy directly and have some friendly exchanges with him.

"Orbital reconnaissance of this area has found a lot of life signals, but where are the people?"

Wu Xuan found a building based on the possible location of the enemy according to orbital reconnaissance. He looked at the collapsed building and called up the real-time reconnaissance map on the tactical eyepiece. It was this location and the life signal was still there. The life detection radar on the power armor also detected a large number of life forms, but why was there no one there?

"Wait, what is this, a basement? Setsu Liang, I have a problem."

Wu Xuan looked at the ruins in front of him. After thinking for a while, he lifted up a piece of building debris and saw a square metal plate. This metal plate was obviously a door. This should be something inside a basement.

"Okay, we'll come to you right away."

Zhang Jieliang answered Wu Xuan, and then gave the order to gather in the direction of Wu Xuan. This operation was a planetary-level large-scale airborne landing. They were the first wave of troops. After they stabilized the situation, the remaining traversers would airborne with the mortal auxiliary troops and rescue supplies to avoid unnecessary losses.

"Recognize me and see which little heretics are hiding in there."

After Wu Xuan finished his call with Zhang Jieliang, he grabbed the metal door and pulled it open with force.