My Desperate Journey in 40k

Wang Ming looked at the planetary governor in front of him and said something that made him instantly stunned. After the planetary governor was stunned for dozens of seconds, he finally reacted. He knelt on the ground and trembled. He tremblingly performed the Sky Eagle Ceremony, announcing to Wang Ming that his family and his world were loyal to the Imperial Protector.

"The Protector, the Regent, the Wolf King, the reborn Phoenix... Everyone, which one of them do you think will betray the empire?"

In the private room of Zhongchao Bar in the Terra Nest, a man wearing the uniform of a middle-class citizen of the Empire was talking to the three men around him about the God-Emperor’s parents and children. The few people around him were not moved by the man’s words. If there was any change, instead, they all began to think about this issue carefully.

"I think it's most likely the Protector. The Protector has too much control over the world now, and he also has the largest number of troops..."

After a man thought for a while, he spoke his thoughts. After hearing what he said, another man beside him shook his head. He did not agree with the man's statement.

"If we were to compare military strength, wouldn't it be that the Regent has the most Astartes in his hands? Since the Lord Protector and the Regent rebuilt the Legion, the Space Marines of the Ultramarines sub-regiments have gathered one hundred thousand, reaching the level of the Legion. Given the level of the era, shouldn’t the Thirteenth Legion have the largest number of troops?”

The man who opposed the views of his companions looked at the man and expressed his thoughts. He felt that the Thirteenth Legion still had the largest number of people. After all, after the reorganization of the legion, from the Indomitable Expedition to the current Renaissance Expedition, the Ultramarines had already gathered. After acquiring one hundred thousand Astartes, this was already the return of the Legion. At the same time, after Guilliman acquired these Astartes, his expedition fleet was also the fastest to recover the dark side of the Empire.

"Have you ever seen the numbers of the XXI Corps change? Mr. Minister of the Interior."

When the man heard his companion's rebuttal, he turned to look at his companion, showed a strange smile, and then said something that almost scared the man to death.

"Yes..., it has never changed..., it has never changed..., their number has never changed. At that time, the Lord Protector personally went to the Ministry of Interior to change the data, so that the number of people in the 21st Legion recorded by the Ministry of Interior Locked…”

The man listened to what his companion said, and he suddenly thought that when Wang Ming went to the Ministry of Interior, the Lord Protector of the Empire actually changed the information of his legion personally. This was really strange.

"I also think that the possibility of the Lord Protector's rebellion is greater. He has too many heretical technologies in his hands that we can't understand, hateful intelligence, and those warships that don't know where they come from. These things are beyond our understanding. The heretical technology, even if the foundry general has confirmed the contract with the 21st Legion, I can't change my opinion."

Among these people, a man with obviously a large number of implants spoke to the others with an extremely strange mechanical voice. His voice and his appearance made people feel that he was not a living human being, but a being. Remote controlled servitor.

"Hehehe, what is your decision?"

While those people were discussing, the man wearing imperial middle-class clothes asked them with a smile.

"We must deal with him before he rebels. The assassins from the Assassin's Court have been sent out. The rest can only be protected by the God Emperor."

After the man who was called the Minister of the Interior heard what the man said, he took a sip of the drink in front of him and said it with a cruel look on his face.

"Hehehe... The son of the Assassin God Emperor actually wants Him to bless you, the Minister of the Interior, the new Grand Master of the Assassin's Court, and our dear Mr. Grand Inquisitor, and... who is this?"

Just when the four people in the room finished their discussion, a huge figure suddenly walked into their private room. The magnetic boots crushed the marble floor of the bar. The Imperial Skyhawk on the visitor's power armor was also in the room. Shining under the light.

"Technical Sage of Mars, sir, you should know me. I am in competition with the current Casting General."

The four people looked at the newcomer, and they all had different expressions on their faces. The Minister of the Interior and the new Grand Master of the Assassin's Court had surprise and disbelief on their faces, while the Inquisitor looked indifferent, as if he already knew what was going on. As for the sage of the Mechanicus, he looked like he had given up and had no big reaction at all.

"Hehehe, everyone, especially these two, you just can't learn to see your identity clearly, right? As for the other two, you have been sentenced to death for treason. Please follow the battle brothers behind me. Don’t do anything stupid.”

The person looked at the four people, aimed his bolter at them, and then said to them with a smile.

"Company Commander Xu Mingjun..., oh, no, I should call him the regimental commander now. Commander Xu Mingjun, do you know what my first technical project is? That is to transform myself into a combat implant. I can kill easily." One Asi died..."

Just after the visitor said these words to them, the sage of the Mechanicum suddenly tore off his clothes. He told Xu Mingjun extremely arrogantly how powerful his combat implant was while controlling Activate the combat implant in your body.

But just when he was about to activate and complete the combat implant, Xu Mingjun suddenly had a button in his hand. He looked at the Mechanicus sage who was transforming like a Transformer in front of him, and pressed the button in his hand calmly. .

"Zizzizi..."

The moment Xu Mingjun pressed the button, the button in his hand suddenly emitted a burst of electric current sound. At the moment when the electric current sound appeared, the technical sage in front of Xu Mingjun seemed to have been suddenly shut down. After painful deformation and twisting, as well as various electric sparks flashing, it collapsed directly to the ground.

"I have been prepared to deal with you tentacle monsters for a long time, and you still want to play with combat implants. Do you know the technical strength of the 21st Legion?"

Xu Mingjun looked at the twisted piece of scrap metal on the ground in front of him, and made a gesture to the battle brothers behind him. After seeing the gesture, the two time travelers entered the private room, and one of them grabbed the Mechanicus who was twisting on the ground. One of them put a psychic suppressor on the judge's neck and took the judge out of the private room.

"Now, we are the only ones left."

Xu Mingjun looked at the Minister of the Interior and the Grand Master of the Assassin Court in front of him. He put away his bolt gun and walked in front of them with a bright smile on his face.

"You two, would you like to take a guess at the punishment you are about to receive?"

Xu Mingjun stared at the two mortals in front of him. He really didn't want to deal with these things anymore. How many years had passed and these high lords started to live again. This work in Holy Terra is no better than in There are so few in the fleet.

"No, no, no... Commander Xu Ming, please listen to my explanation. I have shed blood for the empire, and I have fought for the empire. You can't treat me like you treated the last great mentor..."

The Grand Master of the Assassin's Court looked at Xu Mingjun. He remembered how the last Grand Master of the Assassin's Court died. The last Grand Master of the Assassin's Court was tied to the stake and burned for forty-eight hours. His wailing was heard by all the high-ranking officials at that time. The Lord heard it, and the extreme pain frightened them greatly at that time. No one wanted to follow in the footsteps of the previous Grand Master of the Assassin's Court.

"Yes... Commander Xu Mingjun, I was also temporarily bewitched by them. I am willing to resign from the position of Minister of the Interior..."

The Minister of the Interior also looked at Xu Mingjun and remembered how the last Minister of the Interior died. He saw with his own eyes how the previous Minister of the Interior died, especially when his head was grabbed by the Astarte in front of him. The Minister of the Interior didn't want to die if his head was crushed. He was too busy.

"You two, have you finished talking? Why can't you learn? Don't worry too much about anything except your own position. Really think that now is the past. We are not the Imperial Fist, nor do we only know how to watch. The Imperial Guards of the Gate, we are the Star Traveler Terra Garrison, and we will eliminate anything that threatens the empire."

Xu Mingjun looked at the two frightened mortals in front of him. He lifted them all in front of him with each hand. Xu Mingjun's black eyes stared at the fearful eyes of the two mortals in front of him. He said to the two mortals in front of him in a deep voice.

"Okay, don't be so nervous. Congratulations to you two. You two have been given the opportunity to continue working for the empire after death. It just so happens that the Ministry of Internal Affairs is short of servitors recently. You two just want to add some."

After Xu Mingjun finished speaking, he threw the two mortals to the ground. His expression instantly changed back to a bright smile, and then he said something that made the Minister of the Interior and the Grand Master of the Assassin's Court extremely frightened.

The Minister of the Interior and the Grand Master of the Assassin's Court were both taken away by the time-travelers. After settling the affairs of these two guys, Xu Mingjun returned to the palace area where the time-travelers were stationed in Terra. He came directly to the palace. in the throne room.

"Emperor, why do you think they can never learn? Doubt, greed, and all kinds of weird reasons for distrust."

Xu Mingjun looked at the saint on the golden throne. He sat down on the floor of the throne room. He looked at the emperor on the throne, and then closed his eyes. Nothing else, because looking directly at the emperor was really... Will go blind.

"It's human nature to have power, and few can avoid it."

The Emperor's voice appeared directly in Xu Mingjun's mind. This is also a characteristic of time travellers. They will not be affected by the Emperor's unconscious spiritual power. Their communication with the Emperor is very stable and will not He became a psychopath because of direct communication with the Emperor's powerful consciousness.

"Ugh…"

Xu Mingjun looked at the Emperor. After listening to what the Emperor said, he let out a long sigh and then walked out of the throne room. He came to the throne room this time not just to ask the Emperor a question. In order to avoid the time travellers, the four guys went directly to the middle nest to disguise themselves for a meeting. If the emperor hadn't inspired Xu Mingjun, Xu Mingjun might not have been able to find them.

The emperor's revelation of Xu Mingjun's behavior also showed an attitude. The emperor supports the current actions of the time-travelers and is willing to do his best to help the time-travelers.

The saint who sat on the golden throne and had been silent for thousands of years finally took action at this moment of possible turning point for mankind. He would resist the influence of the evil god as much as possible for the reform of the 21st Legion, and also He would give him some help, and the Emperor was unwilling to give up any plan for the rise of mankind.

469. Chapter 466 Titans Walk on the Earth

469.

The war in the world of Ivanir has fallen into a strange situation. Although the empire has captured the planet capital through a raid and killed the leaders of the cultists, the various defenses and offensives of the cultists still have no effect. is weakening, and there is even a tendency to become larger, which is very strange.

Why do cultists who have lost their command still have such organizational ability? Why haven't the leaderless cults descended into chaos? These questions are very strange.

Wang Ming didn't have much to do about these things. He could only order the troops to deal with the cultists as soon as possible and not let them do anything else. If they summoned demons or Chaos Space Marines, then the war in this world would be It becomes even harder to fight.

The war continued, and soon, what Wang Ming was most worried about finally appeared. Titans suddenly appeared on the planet and entered the battlefield at some unknown time. The flesh and blood on their bodies continued to twist. Under their feet, groups of cultists and hundreds of Chaos Space Marines were forming formations and advancing towards the Imperial forces ahead.

"I **** Chaos."

Wang Ming looked at the battlefield in the distance. He turned his head and looked at the Imperial Titans that were rushing towards the battlefield. Seeing the two legs of the newest Protector-class Titan running continuously, he cursed calmly. Got this sentence.

"Boss, are you sure you're okay?"

Hu Jin, who was beside Wang Ming, listened to Wang Ming's scolding. Compared with the extremely dirty words and Wang Ming's extremely calm expression, Hu Jin asked Wang Ming cautiously.

"I..., I'm fine, I couldn't be better."

After Wang Ming heard Hu Jin's words, he turned his head and replied to Hu Jin expressionlessly. Then Wang Ming took out the warhammer behind him and walked step by step towards the battlefield ahead.

"Hu Jin, let the 7th and 8th regiments come down, prepare for anti-Titan operations, and let the fleet start patrolling the galaxy to prevent the appearance of the Chaos fleet."

Wang Ming calmly said to Hu Jin as he walked. Hu Jin looked at Wang Ming's abnormal look. He felt that Wang Ming was stimulated. The sudden appearance of the Chaos Titan Army made the boss angry to an unprecedented degree. To a certain extent, the boss is still a human being with rich emotions.

What Hu Jin didn't know was that although Wang Ming was angry, he was not as angry as Hu Jin imagined. Wang Ming wanted to help the battlefield. In the process, he had to remain rational, but Wang Ming's performance It's too exaggerated. What he thinks is rational seems to others to be like him not expressing his emotions after being greatly stimulated.

"Hmm..., something's wrong..., this is!!!"

Just when Wang Ming had just arrived on the battlefield and was about to fight with the second group of time-travelers on the battlefield, he suddenly heard a gunshot from behind. The gunshot was very familiar to him. Having been killed many times by this weapon, Wang Ming knew what it was. It was the Necron's nerve-crushing gun.

After Wang Ming heard the gunshot, his consciousness began to blur, but he still used the body of his original gene to support him. His soul was not weak, and his soul controlled his body to turn around. He wanted to see clearly who killed him.

Wang Ming didn't think it was the Necron who killed him. All the land in Ivanir's world had been plowed by the empire. If there really was a Necron dynasty, it would have been discovered long ago.

Wang Ming turned his head forcibly, and he saw a mortal auxiliary soldier. The soldier's face changed like this, and he also held a gun with a green light in his hand.

"Assassin's Court..., wait..."

The soldier looked at Wang Ming and turned his head. He calmly raised the gun in his hand again. Wang Ming looked at the weapon in the soldier's hand. He already knew who killed him. Damn it. High Lords, damn the Court of Assassins, they're having convulsions again.

"Zi..."

As the assassin's second shot hit Wang Ming's head, Wang Ming was completely dead. His body collapsed on the ground, and the warhammer in his hand slipped to his side.

The assassin looked at Wang Ming in front of him. He did not make any unnecessary moves. Instead, he changed his appearance again and turned into a mortal auxiliary. He walked towards the battlefield ahead. His mission had been completed, and as a An assassin who assassinates the Primarch must die. The Assassin Court knows that all time travelers have personal terminals. They cannot provide technical means to block the monitoring of these terminals. The only way to prevent assassins from leaving evidence of the Assassin Court's assassination is to Just let this assassin die.

In order to complete this assassination, the Assassin's Court and the Inquisitor had made a lot of preparations, including these Chaos Troops and Chaos Titans. They were deceived by spreading false information about the STC template through informants in the subspace.

They would do anything to kill the Primarch, even joining forces with the Chaos traitors of the Warp.

"I'm going to the fucking Court of Assassins, wait. After I return to Holy Terra, I must change the Grand Master of the Court of Assassins into a servitor..."

Wang Ming got up from the ground. He looked at the battlefield in front of him. After picking up his war hammer, he said angrily that he must return to Terra after this war is over and must capture and reform the Grand Master of the Assassin Court. Become a machine servant.

But before that, the matter at hand still had to be solved. Wang Ming took the warhammer and walked to the battlefield again. On the battlefield, because of Wang Ming's death, the second group of time travelers were originally angry because of the appearance of the Chaos troops. After Wang Ming died, they immediately fell into a rage. They dropped their bolt guns and rushed towards the Chaos Titan and Chaos troops with explosives and melee weapons.

This situation of the second regiment confused the mortal auxiliaries who fought with them. The adults all charged, so should they follow suit?

"Everyone, stay in the trenches and don't move."

Just when the mortal auxiliary troops were about to rush out of the trenches and charge with the traversers of the second regiment, a voice that was very familiar to everyone appeared in their ears. They looked towards the back of the trenches at the same time and saw In the trench, a golden-armored giant was standing behind them, and at the same time, huge divine machines crossed the trench from above their heads.

"Lord Protector."

The mortal auxiliaries looked at the golden-armored giant. They knelt on the ground at the same time and performed the Sky Eagle Salute to the giant.

"Protect yourself in the trenches and wait for the arrival of the subsequent evacuation transport ships before retreating."

Wang Ming looked at the mortal auxiliary troops in the trenches and gave them the order to retreat.

"No, Lord Protector, I will not retreat, I can still fight. Although I have lost a leg, I can still shoot."

Just after Wang Ming gave the order, a soldier with only one leg suddenly stood up. He held a cane and said to Wang Ming. With this soldier taking the lead, other wounded soldiers who could still move expressed their opinions to Wang Ming. Still determined to continue fighting, Wang Ming looked at the wounded soldiers in front of him with helplessness on his face. These wounded soldiers misunderstood. They thought that Wang Ming wanted to retreat the wounded soldiers, but Wang Ming wanted to withdraw from the entire battlefield. All the mortal auxiliary armies, this war no longer belongs to them after the appearance of the Titans. Today's battlefield is the battlefield between the God's Machine and the God Emperor's Angel of Death. Mortals are too fragile on this battlefield. Wang Ming does not want to let The senseless sacrifice of soldiers.

"No, children, you understand wrong. I am not asking you to retreat, but I am asking everyone to retreat."

Wang Ming looked at the mortal auxiliary army in front of him. He looked at these soldiers who he had already called children in front of him. He lowered his head. He looked at these young faces and he spoke softly to these soldiers.

"Lord Protector, we can still fight..."

"No, children, you can fight, but this war is too fierce. Even I may die on the battlefield. I don't want you to die on the battlefield in vain. You are my father. The currency, you and I, must use it well, right?"

Wang Ming looked at the mortal auxiliary troops in front of him. He knew each of them. He knew the origins of these mortal auxiliary troops and the world they came from. Their names were all remembered by Wang Ming. In fact, it was not just them. , Wang Ming remembered the name of every member of the 21st Army Corps. He knew every member of the 21st Army Corps. He did not want anyone to sacrifice for no reason.

"This is the Lord Protector's order, children."

After Wang Ming said these words, looking at the mortal auxiliary troops who still had no intention of retreating, he finally said something that they could not disobey. They must carry out the orders of the Protector himself.

"Yes."

The mortal auxiliary soldiers knelt on the ground. They replied to Wang Ming. Wang Ming could hear the disappointment in their words. Wang Ming was also very helpless about this matter. I don’t know who led it. Now the 21st Legion All mortal troops are the same. They face all kinds of battles and rush to get ahead. Troops who participated in the battle will show off to those who did not participate in the battle, while those who did not participate will think that they are It was his own shortcomings that prevented him from being selected to participate in the battle, so he worked hard to complete various trainings. Wang Ming didn't know who started this trend.