My Desperate Journey in 40k

The morale of this group of cultists collapsed. They wailed and threw down their weapons, and fled without looking back. Courage, glory, blood, these things became nothingness at this moment. They just wanted to survive. Fuck the blood god, fuck the glory. These monsters had weapons and equipment, and terrifying fighting power. Even the demons couldn't beat them. How could they fight? Fight with their heads! ! ?

The cultists fled in panic, but could they escape? Of course it was impossible. Even if their legs left an afterimage, they could not outrun the tracks of the Leman Russ. Moreover, the Astartes were chasing them from behind. These giants killed them like chickens. They had no power to resist at all.

Hu Jin stood on an Emperor's Poison Blade, his wolf skin fluttering in the breeze. This was a gift given to him by the Space Wolves. This was also the reason why Wang Ming felt that his Second Regiment was about to be assimilated by the Space Wolves. Everyone was covered with wolf skins, and those who didn't know would think they were the cubs of Leman Russ.

"Well, the battle situation is still good, and the demons haven't appeared on a large scale. It seems that the boss is still a little too worried. How can it be so easy for the demon to descend to the world?"

Hu Jin looked at the fleeing cultists and the troops chasing them, he smiled and said to himself, it seems that the advent of the devil is not that easy.

Just as Hu Jin was looking at the battlefield and thinking happily in his heart, the cultists on the battlefield suddenly started to attack the people around them frantically, whether they were cultists like them or mortal auxiliary troops. They attacked them all.

Hu Jin immediately noticed something was wrong. As the cultists launched indiscriminate attacks, the blood mist above the battlefield suddenly gathered towards one location. Hu Jin looked at that scene. Of course he knew what it was. It was a ritual to summon demons, and this ritual could not be interrupted by killing these cultists.

The ritual of summoning Khorne demons is killing. Whether they killed the cultists or the cultists killed other people, the result would be the same. Hu Jin watched the summoning ritual, and he immediately jumped off the Emperor's Poison Blade. Then he called out to the traversers and rushed towards the direction where the blood mist formed.

Just as Hu Jin rushed towards the direction where the blood mist gathered, a roar suddenly came from the blood mist. The time travelers were very familiar with that roar. It was the roar of the Khorne Daemons. They had exiled countless Khorne Daemons, so they were naturally very familiar with the voice. The time travelers reacted quickly and rushed towards the blood mist.

Just as Hu Jin was about to rush to the front of the blood mist, a giant axe suddenly flew out from the blood mist and flew directly towards Hu Jin. Hu Jin's reaction was also very quick. He raised the grenade launcher in his hand with one hand, and then pulled the trigger at the giant axe flying in the air. While firing the bomb at the giant axe, he also quickly drew out the power sword from his waist. The bomb slowed down the speed of the giant axe, but it still flew in front of Hu Jin. Hu Jin looked at the giant axe, and he swung the power sword to pick it up.

"Blood sacrifice to the Blood God!! Skull sacrifice..."

"Sacrifice the blood of the human emperor!! Sacrifice his head to the golden throne!! Damn bastards!!"

The blood mist surged as a huge figure rushed out from it. When it looked at Hu Jin in front of it and was roaring a direct war cry, Hu Jin suddenly slapped it in the face with a Big Bi Dou and then interrupted its war cry with a loud roar. The slap did not cause much damage, but it was extremely insulting. The Great Demon of Khorne was stunned. What was going on? His war cry was interrupted, and he was also hit by a Big Bi Dou. What's more important is that the human also said words that seriously blasphemed the Blood God.

"Mortal! How dare you blaspheme God!!"

After a brief moment of confusion, the Great Demon of Khorne finally reacted. It roared and wanted to kill Hu Jin, but just when it was confused, Hu Jin had already moved, and his power sword had already slashed towards the Great Demon of Khorne's neck. The Great Demon of Khorne had no time to react. It could only struggle to grab the power sword with one hand to try to stop its advance, and at the same time slash at Hu Jin with the giant axe in the other hand.

Neither side could stop or dodge the other's attacks. They were already competing to see who was faster. Hu Jin wanted to kill Khorne in one blow, while Khorne wanted to kill Hu Jin first after he struck back.

"Zizzizi..."

The blade of the giant axe slashed into Hu Jin's body, and the power sword also slashed into the demon's neck. The giant axe's blow destroyed Hu Jin's heart and his two lungs, but Hu Jin's attack also cut off the head of the Khorne Demon.

As the still ferocious head of Khorne fell, Hu Jin also felt the pain in his body. He looked at the huge wound on his chest without any excessive reaction. After issuing some necessary orders to the traversers around him, he led the traversers towards the cultists who were still killing each other.

"Captain, are you okay?"

Ye Fan walked beside Hu Jin, looked at the wound on Hu Jin's chest and asked him.

"With such a big cut, do you think it will be alright? It really hurts."

Hu Jin looked at Ye Fan and answered unhappily, with such a big wound, no one would be safe. His heart and two lungs were broken, but he could still continue to fight. It was only a fatal injury, which was not unacceptable for them, the Primaris Astartes. Besides, the characteristic of Wang Ming's gene seed was that he had strong vitality, so this kind of damage would not kill them.

Hu Jin looked at the cultists who were still killing each other. He winked at the time travelers around him, and then the time travelers began to kill these cultists. Bombs fell into the crowd of cultists like raindrops. The power of the bombs hitting the human body was fully demonstrated. Bombs tore open the human body. In an instant, hundreds of thousands of cultists on the battlefield turned into a large blood mist.

The time travelers looked at the blood mist in front of them, but they did not put down their guns. They knew that a more powerful enemy would soon appear in the blood mist. As roars came from the blood mist, the time travelers also gathered all their mental preparations to fight.

"Brothers! For the Primarch, for the Emperor!!"

Hu Jin listened to the roars and raised his power sword high. He yelled at the traversers around him, and then rushed into the blood mist first. This was the traditional tactic of the Second Regiment. The regiment leader took the lead and charged with his brothers. As Hu Jin rushed into the blood mist, the traversers also rushed into the blood mist. They shouted slogans for the Primarch and the Emperor, and fought together with the enemies of humanity in the blood mist.

While the Second Regiment was fighting the demons, the mortal auxiliary troops behind them also launched a special battle formation against the demons. All the soldiers lined up in a row, forming a human battle line, and then began to shoot into the blood mist through the friend-or-foe identification system on the tactical eyepieces in their fully enclosed helmets. This tactic can provide some fire support for the traversers.

It can be said that the 21st Legion is some kind of expert in fighting demons. They have a lot of knowledge about demons. It can be said that their understanding of demons is no worse than that of the Grey Knights. They know the nature of demons and how to fight demons. Even their mortal auxiliary troops have specially formulated tactics against demons.

The mortal auxiliary troops continued to shoot, and beside them, Leman Russ and Emperor's Baneblade were quietly waiting beside them. There would always be some demons coming out of the blood mist, and the heavy firepower of Leman Russ and Emperor's Baneblade would form cross-fire support, assisting those demons who dared to rush out of the blood mist back to the warp.

Fear of insufficient firepower is an incurable disease for time travelers. At the same time, time travelers have also passed this disease to the mortal auxiliary troops. Now almost every mortal auxiliary army has a plasma launcher. This thing is not a rocket launcher propelled by chemical energy, but a big killer that sprays plasma. It's also very funny to say. After the time travelers of the First Engineer Corps cracked the principle of the federal plasma weapon, they were surprised to find that the federal plasma weapon technology was like a water gun, but the material technology and magnetic field confinement technology were ridiculously high. In short, the principle of the federal plasma rifles and plasma heavy weapons is a water gun equipped with various black technologies.

However, this is a water gun that can accelerate projectiles to supersonic speeds. To be honest, even if the liquid prepared in it is not plasma, but just ordinary liquid, its lethality is enough to be fatal to soldiers wearing ordinary bulletproof armor.

"A few more have come out. The Leman Russ Heavy Bolters don't have enough range. Take them out."

On the edge of the mortal auxiliary army's battle line, several mortal auxiliary soldiers were setting up plasma launchers unhurriedly. Their squad leader said something to the soldier holding the plasma launcher beside him as several demons emerged from the blood mist, and then continued shooting into the blood mist.

"clear."

The soldier answered calmly, then aimed the plasma launcher at the demons. Looking at these hideous inhuman monsters, the soldier did not feel any fear in his heart. He knew that they were in the army of the sacred Primarch, and he could not be afraid of anything on the battlefield, otherwise he would be sorry for his beliefs and the Empire.

After the soldier aimed at the demons, he pulled the trigger of the plasma launcher. As the soldier fired the plasma shell, a plasma with blue light quickly flew out from the muzzle of the plasma launcher, and then quickly grew larger during the flight and finally wrapped up the demons. The demons wrapped in the plasma ball were instantly vaporized by the high temperature and exiled back to the subspace. Even the demons in the subspace could not withstand the high temperature of the plasma.

After dealing with the demon, the soldier continued shooting into the blood mist. His emotions were very stable, as if he had not just exiled a few demons, but dealt with a few cultists. This was actually the general state of the 21st Legion's mortal auxiliary forces. Under the leadership of the traversers, they had almost no fear of their own life and death and the terror of the enemy. They all knew what they were fighting for and what their lives could create for the empire.

An army with clear goals and beliefs is extremely terrifying. They are people who know what they should do. One such person may be nothing, but if there are more of them or even form an army, the combat effectiveness and morale of this army will be impeccable. The 21st Legion's Mortal Auxiliary Army is such a terrifying mortal force.

Chapter 434: Bombing and Confused Thousand Sons

434.

The mortal auxiliary troops kept shooting, firing plasma ammunition into the blood mist. The roar of the demons gradually became smaller, and on the tactical eyepieces of the mortal auxiliary troops, the light spots representing the demons had become very few.

When the last demon's head was chopped off by Hu Jin, the blood mist above the battlefield disappeared instantly. Hu Jin looked at the sky that suddenly appeared, and he suddenly felt as if the clouds had parted and he saw the sun for the first time.

"Clean up the battlefield and burn all the bodies of those cultists."

Hu Jin looked at the battlefield littered with broken limbs and arms. He said something to the time travelers and the mortal auxiliary troops, then walked towards the mobile command center on the battlefield. He needed some medical treatment now. He never expected that those demons did not kill him. The wounds on his body were still painful and he had to get some medical treatment, otherwise he would be in great pain.

"Captain, why are you covered in so many wounds?"

After Hu Jin arrived at the medical room of the mobile command center, the pharmacist time traveler looked at his wounds and asked him in confusion, "According to the combat style of the Second Regiment, there are often only dead people, no injured people."

"Don't mention it. Those demons are too weak. I've been fighting for so long, but not a single one of them has killed me. The quality of Khorne demons seems to be not good now."

Hu Jin looked at the pharmacist time traveler in front of him, he smiled bitterly, and then told him about the situation on the battlefield. He was very disappointed with these Khorne demons. After fighting for so long, no demon could kill him. They were really too weak.

"Are you sure it's not that your fighting ability is too strong?"

The pharmacist time traveler asked Hu Jin while adjusting the power of the plasma pistol in his hand. In the pharmacist time traveler's opinion, the fighting power of the brothers of the Second Regiment was too strong, especially their desperate fighting style. After fighting like this for a long time, their improvements in all aspects of combat were ridiculously high.

"Well, maybe. Be sure to take the gene seed later."

Hu Jin sat on a chair in the medical room. He looked at the plasma pistol in the pharmacist's hand. He knew what the pharmacist wanted to do. Rather than slowly recovering through medical surgery, it would be better to just shoot him in the head and revive him immediately.

"Zi!"

As the sound of plasma firing came out from the medical room, Hu Jin's head evaporated instantly. After killing Hu Jin, the pharmacist traverser put his body on the operating table. Even with the operation of the robotic arm, Hu Jin's power armor was peeled off piece by piece, and then all the organs that could be recovered from Hu Jin's body were pulled out.

"Well, it's really a bad feeling to watch your body being disposed of."

The resurrected Hu Jin looked at his body on the operating table. He said to the pharmacist beside him, "It's really a bad feeling to watch his own corpse being stripped of its organs."

"That's nothing. When I was studying the body structure of the Astartes, I used my own body to learn. You'll get used to it."

The pharmacist time traveler looked at Hu Jin beside him and spoke to him in a friendly Trump accent.

"Uh, with that accent, are you from western Sichuan?"

Hu Jin looked at the pharmacist beside him, who was speaking in Trump's accent, and asked him.

"Yes, I am a student at Sichuan Medical University. I studied surgery before I traveled through time. I didn't expect that I would still study surgery after traveling through time."

The pharmacist time traveler nodded to Hu Jin, and then said with a look of emotion that he did not expect that the things he learned before and after the time travel were the same. This was really a road that had come to an end.

After resolving this battlefield, the Imperial troops had opened the way through the Chaos Cult's base camp. The Imperial troops continued to advance towards the Chaos Cult's base camp, and those kingdoms that united to believe in Chaos were already extremely anxious. The 100,000 troops they had assembled had been completely wiped out by the Empire, and even those powerful "messengers of God" had been wiped out. They now had no cards in their hands.

The Chaos Cultists were completely paralyzed, they had few options left to fight against the Imperial forces, in such a desperate situation, the despised Psykers among them suddenly came up with an idea, they gathered together and tried to tear open a Warp portal, trying to summon those great Chaos Space Marines.

"Wizard, I hope you can succeed, otherwise we will really be wiped out by those lackeys of the false emperor."

The base camp of the Chaos Cult, the city of the local kingdom Cayenne, is a city built at the foot of a mountain. It has beautiful scenery and its people live and work in peace and contentment. In the royal palace of this city, the king of Cayenne said to the psychics around him that although he despised these wizards from the bottom of his heart, he really needed their help now.

"Thank you for your blessing, Your Majesty. We will succeed. Under the guidance of the great God of Change, we will succeed."

The wizard looked at the king in front of him and replied with a smile that although they were not sects that believed in the same god, the empire's goal of destroying them had united them under one front.

"Well, let's get started, wizard."

The king looked at the psychic in front of him, nodded to him, and then left. This was the place for these psychics to cast spells, and he didn't want to have too much to do with them, otherwise the Blood God would be unhappy.

"The great plan of the God of Change will surely succeed. This world will definitely fall into our hands. I see it."

After the king left, the psyker and his companions began to cast spells, talking to themselves while casting spells. They did not want to help the Khorne cultists from the beginning to the end, but wanted to let the God of Change they believed in get this world. The spells they cast were to summon Space Marines, but as to which great being the Space Marines believed in, that was their business.

The king who believed in Khorne did not know that they were about to be killed by the Space Marines under the Lord of Change. He was still standing outside the palace, thinking about how the Chaos Space Marines would arrive and kill those lackeys of the false emperor.

"Our troops have walked across the stars of the Imperium, leaving behind a world of peace and prosperity. We are the Emperor's hammer, crushing all enemies of humanity in the universe. We are the Emperor's sacred army, we are the sacred army that protects the people of humanity."

Just when the Chaos cultists were preparing to fight to the death, the Empire's troops also advanced all the way to the Chaos base camp. The mortal auxiliary troops sang their military songs and walked step by step on the land of the Empire. Each of them had an energetic and extremely confident face. The time travelers looked at these mortal auxiliary troops and sang along with them.

There are many cultural and sports activities in the 21st Legion, such as the competitions and group concerts of each regiment. These are the masterpieces of Casatos. He made the training model of the entire army scientific. As a soldier from the people's army on the ancient sacred Terra, he was of great help to the training of the troops. He also did the ideological work of the troops with the time travelers. It can be said that he is the political commissar and instructor of the entire 21st Legion.

It was because of him that not a single unit in the 21st Legion's mortal auxiliary army had ideological problems. There might be some people who were not fully educated, but the majority of people in each unit were imperial warriors with extremely firm ideas.

"Captain, the subspace energy in the city ahead is abnormal. It should be a magic circle."

As the troops advanced, the think tank of the Second Regiment suddenly reported some of his findings to Hu Jin. The city ahead of them was the headquarters of the Chaos Cult, but its subspace reaction was extremely abnormal in the eyes of the think tanks. This city might have become a connection between the subspace and reality.

"Well, in that case... let the artillery units fire 20 rounds of fire at them, and then 10 rounds of incendiary bombs. It's better to be cautious in everything. If everything is safe... add a nuclear warhead. This is the safest way. After the fire coverage is over, we will go to the city to clean up the remaining cultists."

Hu Jin looked at the city ahead, he thought for a moment, and then, for the sake of safety, he gave an order to the signalman beside him. The signalman didn't say anything, he went to pass on the order directly, and the think tank standing next to Hu Jin was already confused, safe? What kind of safe method is this? After these things go down, it will be good if there is still a scum left in the enemy's city, especially the last nuclear warhead, which directly glassed the entire city. This is not a nest city, it's just a medieval city. Is it necessary? Is it necessary?

"Captain... is it really that serious? Is this really okay for a group of cultists who haven't even fully developed medieval civilization? Isn't it a bit too much?"

The think tank looked at Hu Jin and said to him that this was a bit of an exaggeration. This was the same firepower arrangement they used when they were fighting the bugs.

"Alas, how is it possible, comrade? You have traveled through time too recently. Our Second Regiment is in the advanced stage of lack of firepower. Moreover, such a firepower arrangement is normal for the Chaos Cult. Who knows what kind of underworld methods they will use? Only the earthly methods composed of firepower can eliminate the darkness of the subspace."

Hu Jin looked at the think tank, patted him on the shoulder, and then spoke earnestly, just like a senior telling about his own success story.

The think tank people were dumbfounded. They knew that time travelers were a group of people with wild ideas. He was also such a person, but he had never seen someone like Hu Jin. He was talking nonsense in a serious manner, and this kind of nonsense was really extremely reasonable after combining it with the actual situation. What was going on with this guy?

Finally, the confused think tank returned to the army, while Hu Jin and Ye Fan, who came back and walked to his side, looked at the city ahead, preparing to watch a huge fireworks show.

Is what Hu Jin said really reasonable? In terms of dealing with chaos, it is extremely reasonable, but in terms of dealing with a civilization that did not even have the Middle Ages, it is extremely abnormal.

As huge noises came from the rear of the troops, several huge fireballs suddenly appeared in the city ahead. The artillery shells of the 21st Legion were naturally not ordinary shells. As the richest legion in the entire empire, their mortal auxiliary army's artillery shells were generally equipped with a large number of thermo-melt shells. These things were all from the First Engineer Corps, so needless to say, their power was great.

Those cultists never imagined how far the cannon could fire. They never dreamed that a cannon could cross dozens of kilometers and directly hit their city. For these people who were beyond the reach of medieval civilization, this was a real dimensionality reduction attack.

At the same time, in the city's palace, the psykers summoned out several Chaos Space Marines of the Thousand Sons. These Chaos Space Marines killed all the Khorne cultists in the palace as soon as they came out. Just as they were preparing to use this city as a starting point to conquer the world, they were instantly stunned by the shells that fell from the sky. They immediately used their psychic power to hold up a psychic shield to block these shells.

But when a thermal-melta shell landed on the psychic shield, they were completely confused. What kind of weird shell was this? It couldn't be blocked at all. Then, these Chaos Space Marines who were just about to conquer the world were directly evaporated into gas by a few thermal-melta shells, completing a speed pass through the real universe.

"Clap clap clap!!!"

Thermal-melt shells kept falling into the city. The originally small city was plowed several times by thermal-melt shells. A city originally built at the foot of the mountain was blown into a basin. This was the first round of bombing. After all the bombing was over, a nuclear warhead slowly fell into the bottom of the basin. After the sun appeared, a mushroom cloud rose from the ground.

"It seems like I did hit him a little too much, hahaha..."

Hu Jin looked at the basin in front of him with a mushroom cloud, and said to Ye Fan beside him a little embarrassedly, it seems that there is indeed too much firepower coverage, but this is also for safety reasons. Who knows what those hellish creatures in Chaos will come up with?

"Forehead…"