My Desperate Journey in 40k

"We are the messengers of the Divine Emperor, we are the believers of the Divine Emperor, we will implement the will of the Divine Emperor, and set the Emperor on fire! Burn the monsters to death!"

The great psychic shouted, using his own soul as fuel and the soul of your companion as a firefly, allowing the power of the God-Emperor to descend upon the battlefield. Golden light continued to flash on the battlefield, and those lights pounced on the Demon Prince of Chaos, and the Demon Prince began to scream in pain after seeing the light.

It saw the direction from which the light came. That direction was the home planet of mankind, the majestic and magnificent sacred Terra, the light emitted by the saint above the golden king deep in the palace above the Himalayas.

It looked at the light and let out a heart-wrenching scream. This was a light that was too terrifying for it. It was the power of that man, but not the power of that cursed one. It could not fight against that cursed one, let alone him. Even the Chaos Evil Gods in the High Heavens could not truly fight against that man.

The Demon Prince of Chaos kept struggling under the golden light. He kept wailing and screaming in pain until the golden light completely dissolved his body, turning it into a pile of ash on the ground that floated in the wind.

At the same time, those psychics who cast this spell turned into ashes directly after the spell ended. The great psychic who survived by chance now looked like he was 100 years old. There was no vitality left in his body. He could only survive like a dry bone. He looked at the demon whose head turned to ashes and murmured to the God-Emperor in his heart.

"God Emperor, I have completed your mission. We have all completed your mission. Now, we will return to the Golden Throne. I hope you can bless our souls."

The Great Psychic spoke to the God-Emperor in his heart at the last moment of his life, and at the moment when his life was about to disappear, it was as if a cold consciousness touched his soul, and he felt his soul falling into a warm ocean, followed by a cold light, and he felt this cold light.

He felt the power of the saint among them. He enjoyed the hard-earned peace and was forever trapped in darkness. He obtained the most difficult thing in the universe, the peace of death.

The Kriegs looked at the dissipated psychics, they looked at the psychics who turned into ashes, they carefully collected their scattered ashes, and then placed those ashes directly in their own shells. They still respected these comrades who fought side by side with them. For these comrades, they would treat their bodies with the highest respect, let their ashes turn into those ashes shells, and continue to kill those enemies for the God-Emperor.

"Let them back off! Let them back off quickly!"

In the headquarters, Hu Jin looked at the battle reports in front of him. He angrily slapped the command table in front of him. He looked at the commanders around him, especially the commanders of the Star Army. He had issued the order for those troops to withdraw for two days! Why couldn't those troops withdraw?

"So what? My words have no effect on you, right?! Withdraw the troops, this is an order! Don't tell me that we don't have enough transport capacity. You must have known how much heavy equipment and air vehicles we brought with us when we came here. So, can anyone explain to me what exactly is going on here!"

Hu Jin looked at those commanders, and he angrily slapped the table again. The poor table had already cracked under his slap, but Hu Jin obviously had no intention of letting go of the table, which made the mechanical priests around him stare with wide eyes. To them, this table was a great technological creation, and the technologies on it were all very good relics of the dark technological era. Now it was treated like this by Hu Jin, what would these mechanical priests think?

"Sir, we have carried out your orders, but..."

An officer explained to Hu Jin, but he didn't dare to say the rest. Just as he was hesitating, an officer next to him finally couldn't help it. The officer next to him looked at Hu Jin and directly told him why they didn't retreat.

"Report to the Lord, the demons' attack has spread on a large scale across the entire battlefield. The troops of the Lords have not completely stopped the demons' attack. We can only send those Astra Militarum troops that have not yet evacuated to stop the demons!"

The officer looked at Hu Jin and loudly explained why they sent those Star Army soldiers. The adults did not stop the attacks of the demons. They had to stop all the demons that broke through the adults' lines, otherwise the civilians in the cities behind would be in great danger.

"Why didn't anyone report it to me!?"

Hu Jin looked at the two officers in front of him. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry at what they said. To them, they indeed did not completely stop the demons. There were too many demons. It was inevitable that one or two would slip through the net. However, these one or two would be a complete threat to the troops in the rear.

For those troops, those demons were a catastrophe, both for them and for the civilians in the rear. These things were caused by the negligence of the time travelers. Although the time travelers also organized some troops to hunt down those demons, their military strength was really limited. Now the other troops of the time travelers have been sent to other worlds.

Wang Ming's grand strategic plan has already begun, and the mortal auxiliary troops have also been deployed here. In terms of manpower, it is actually a bit insufficient now, but the time travelers are very suitable for this situation. As long as their troops are fixed in one place, they can clear out all the enemies in that area. Under the overall strategic layout, there is actually no problem with this situation.

If it is placed on some battlefields, it will cause some shortages of troops. Wang Ming also knows about these shortages of troops, but the current situation does not allow him to think so much. The most important thing is to stop the wars in this battlefield. The human beings in this entire star region are suffering in the war. They first need to stop those wars, and then start to retaliate against the Chaos Evil God who started the war.

That's right, Wang Ming's ultimate goal is not as simple as just stopping the war. Since they have decided to launch a counterattack against the Chaos Evil Gods, they will now begin to retaliate against any actions of the Chaos Evil Gods. It is the same for any Chaos Evil God. As long as the Chaos Evil God dares to cause trouble within the territory of the Empire, the 21st Legion, that is, the Emperor's Demon Army, will take the initiative to find them and let them feel what it means to shock mankind.

"I understand. You should retreat now. The battlefield will be handed over to the mortal auxiliary army. I'm sorry, this is my dereliction of duty."

Hu Jin looked at the warriors who were fighting against the demons with their flesh and blood. He stood up, stopped clapping the table, then half-knelt down in front of them and began to apologize. This was indeed his responsibility. He did not block all the demons on the entire front line, and those demons fled to the rear. It was his dereliction of duty.

"grown ups!"

The mortal officers looked at Hu Jin. They saw Hu Jin half-kneeling and apologizing to them. They quickly surrounded Hu Jin. They couldn't stand Astartes kneeling. They looked at Hu Jin who was half-kneeling. They pulled him and asked him to drive the industrial sentinels in to pull Hu Jin up directly!

In their hearts, this was not Hu Jin's fault. The number of demons was obvious to everyone.

The mortal officers could understand why they missed the demons and entered the rear. The Astartes were warriors beyond mortals, but they were not true demigods. They could not be perfect, especially when the enemy was inhuman. They could not be kind-hearted. Although these mortals did not have the superhuman powers of the Astartes, they could still fire their own tiny shot in this war for the God-Emperor, the future holy Terra.

Looking at the mortal officers who were pulling Hu Jin, the expressions of the Dark Angels' Astartes changed. They knelt down before the mortals and apologized to them sincerely. This was something the Dark Angels could not imagine.

"I have seen your report. You have done very well, but insufficient manpower is indeed a problem. I will dispatch 20 mortal auxiliary troops to this world. They will arrive directly after completing their adaptation training."

Wang Ming looked at the holographic projection in front of him. He looked at Hu Jin on it, nodded to him, and then sent a mortal auxiliary army to him. To be honest, the number of mortal auxiliary troops is actually not enough now. The tens of millions of mortal auxiliary troops on the fleet have been dispatched to the entire star area, and are now fighting with various corps. However, due to the scale of this war is too large, these troops are a bit too few to fill this battlefield.

Chapter 608 Invasion

"Yes, yes, yes, I'm from the First Command on the front line. What's your situation? Artillery support? Immediately!"

"This is the 872nd Regiment of the Mortal Auxiliary Army, requesting ammunition replenishment. We don't have much ammunition left!"

"My position's defense system has been destroyed. Requesting firepower, requesting firepower, firepower towards my position!"

In the command center, a large amount of information was constantly being transmitted among the civilian officers. They looked at the intelligence in their hands and continuously passed the intelligence to the commanders. The war situation was now too intense, and the imperial troops on various battlefields were struggling with the demons.

The military forces on the battlefield in this star zone are already stretched to the limit. Although the Imperial troops are more numerous than the Zerg Sea on some battlefields, the mobilization of troops takes time. Although the Webway can quickly transport a large number of troops, their mobilization and adaptation training, as well as large-scale mobilization of troops, will take about a month.

Guilliman mobilized hundreds of millions of mortal troops, as well as a large number of Ultramarines and the Emperor's Children. The mobilization of these troops was completed within a month, which was already very fast. This was achieved by sacrificing the livers of those traversers who were working on Holy Terra. After all, they have now started to work intensively and without rest. For them, even things like eating and drinking can be omitted.

After all, the power backpack behind them has been modified into a vitamin system that can directly inject nutrients. For them, the main task now is to work in a methodical manner. As long as they are not killed, they will work hard to death. Anyway, they can be resurrected after death and continue working after resurrection.

It can be said that the traversers now on Holy Terra have almost evolved into something similar to servitors. They finally understand the pain of those officials of the Ministry of the Interior. They have mountains and seas of information and various reports that need to be processed by them, and then they have to report to the Regent step by step after processing them. This kind of work is really too terrible.

You know, the Human Empire, a huge interstellar empire, has a lot of things to deal with every day, especially now that humans have mastered the Webway technology. Those data and reports on various events will arrive at Holy Terra after 3 to 4 Terra days, and because of this high-efficiency operation, they have even more things to deal with.

Now the Minister of the Interior is almost exhausted to death, but after undergoing the fleet's biological enhancement surgery, he is now in a state where he cannot die even if he wants to. Being exhausted to death is just a feeling he has. As for the specific situation, he is now desperately doing various tasks. After all, his current physical fitness is fully guaranteed. He can work without sleep, and his work efficiency can even surpass that of some robot servants.

While various battles were constantly going on on various battlefields, Wang Ming did not stop his work. He now felt like the boss. As long as there was some big demon descending on a battlefield, he would go directly to that battlefield and deal with the big demon on that battlefield personally.

For him, the current situation is already very tiring. After all, the fleet's troops have basically been dispatched, and he now needs to act as a high-end combat force to deal with those big demons on various battlefields.

"Haha, as expected, that guy's plan succeeded. Now is the time when the 21st Legion is at its weakest. We can take advantage of this time to seize all their fleets and severely damage them."

Just as the battle in this star zone was constantly raging, in a dark corner of this star zone, a fleet was leaping out of the warp. In that fleet, on the terrible flagship, the evil thing that had existed for ten thousand years, the Spirit of Vengeance, Abaddon looked at the intelligence in front of him and laughed out loud.

Beside it, Carlos was shaking its two twisted heads and constantly saying some strange words, such as Abaddon, this operation will definitely fail, or Abaddon, this operation will definitely succeed. Anyway, Abaddon didn't know which of its mouths was telling the truth.

"Your action this time is bound to fail, because according to past experience, you don't have much chance of winning against the 21st Legion."

"This operation will surely succeed, because the 21st Legion does not have much defensive power, and it is above the fleet."

Carlos looked at Abaddon. He kept saying some words about whether Abaddon would fail or succeed. However, Abaddon was not interested in these words because he knew that if he failed under such circumstances, then there would be no point for him to be the Chaos Warmaster.

Now, the situation of the 21st Legion is that their internal defenses are almost empty, and there are not many troops left in the fleet for defense. Now their fleet only has those mortal troops and those sailors of the Imperial Navy. If it can lose in this situation, then there is really no point in playing.

If it loses in this situation, then it really doesn't need to be a Chaos Warlord anymore, just go to the Warp and find a place to bury itself. In this situation, why is it still a Chaos Warlord? People are basically defenseless against it, and it still can't win! ?

Abaddon ignored Carlos' words and started his own action with his fleet. He was determined to succeed in this operation. When Abaddon started his action, Wang Ming had no idea. He was still fighting against a big demon on a world.

"This thing... why does this thing exist? It's almost the same size as a Titan!?"

Wang Ming looked at the huge Khorne in front of him. He held the Eternal tightly in his hand. The air around him was twisted by golden flames. He actually didn't have much fear of this thing. It was just a little troublesome to deal with it. With such a huge body, it must be very difficult to kill it.

"Demon, listen to me, Khorne is a ****!!"

Wang Ming looked at the demon, raised his middle finger to it, and spoke to it in a very sarcastic tone. To the demon, this was a naked provocation. It angrily swung the giant axe in its hand. The huge size of the axe was enough to blow Wang Ming away due to the wind pressure it brought.

Wang Ming felt the tremendous wind pressure, and now he could only use his spiritual power to force himself to stay in place.

"This power... This thing is definitely something that has been blessed by Khorne countless times."

Wang Ming looked at the huge Khorne demon, and he began to use his psychic power and the essence of the warp. As for this thing, he just said that it was a bit troublesome for him to deal with, but the pressure it actually brought him was not too great.

While Wang Ming was fighting the demon, the mortal sailors in the fleet had already begun to inspect and maintain the ships. Although the fleet had now been dispersed to various locations in this star region, the main fleet was still the one led by the Sun Fortress.

"Xikangli, do you have this month's supply? We're out of cigarettes."

On the Sun Fortress, several mortal auxiliary soldiers were carrying out routine patrols in the corridors of the Sun Fortress. One of the mortal auxiliary soldiers asked his comrade beside him for cigarettes. He had already used up his supply for this month, and the fleet would not distribute tobacco until they finished their mission.

"Okay, okay, I know what you want, just go ahead and smoke it, no one can beat you."

His comrade was very disgusted with this old smoker. Most of his usual supplies were not used by himself, but were all smoked by this old guy.

"Isn't this just to help out in an emergency? Don't worry, if you smoke this cigarette for me now, I can block bullets for you when we get to the battlefield, hahahaha."

The mortal auxiliary soldier was joking with his comrades, but just as he touched the cigarette, a wall in front of them suddenly exploded, and metal fragments and smoke flew everywhere. As a group of battle-hardened mortal auxiliary soldiers, they immediately got into battle formation. They looked at the smoke in front of them vigilantly and raised their plasma rifles.

"Clap clap clap..."

And just when they were on guard, a very familiar sound suddenly came from the smoke ahead. It was the footsteps of Astartes, and the magnetic boots kept colliding with the metal ground. When this sound was heard, a very bad idea came into everyone's mind. There were no more traversers on the fleet now, and those adults had all gone to those worlds to fight.

Although there are still time travelers from the First Engineer Corps on the fleet today, it is basically impossible for them to appear in this place. You know, this place is the arsenal of the fleet, and it is absolutely impossible for the time travelers from the First Engineer Corps to produce weapons of mass destruction here.

"Turn on penetrating imaging!"

At this moment, the squad leader of the mortal auxiliary army suddenly yelled at them, asking them to turn on the optical observation systems on their power armor tactical eyepieces. Those optical observation systems could penetrate the thick fog.

And just after they heard what their squad leader said, they quickly opened the system on their tactical goggles, and then they saw a scene that made their hearts stop. They saw a familiar enemy, the twisted power armor, the blasphemous runes on the power armor, the Chaos Astartes, this was an enemy they were very familiar with, and these ghost things actually got into the Sun Bastion!

"Fire!"

Following an order from the squad leader of the Mortal Auxiliary Army, all the Mortal Auxiliary Army opened fire into the thick fog. They could see the Chaos Astartes in the thick fog. They aimed their plasma rifles at the Chaos Astartes and then pulled the trigger directly.

Blue plasma balls kept flying into the thick fog. These things passed through the thick dust and hit the Chaos Astartes directly. The Chaos Astartes did not expect that those mortals could hit it directly. After a brief surprise for a nanosecond, it pulled the trigger of the grenade in its hand directly at those mortals.

Bombs were flying in the narrow space, and when these bombs hit the mortal auxiliary soldiers, ripples suddenly broke out on their bodies. It was the defensive stance of the mortal auxiliary soldiers that took effect. During the third military reform of the mortal auxiliary soldiers, Wang Ming equipped each of the mortal auxiliary soldiers with a defensive stance. These defensive stances can greatly increase the survival probability of the mortal auxiliary soldiers on the battlefield, and also enable the mortal auxiliary soldiers to compete with Astartes.

After all, although everyone got one after the third military reform, it is also possible to get more defensive stance generators by just writing an application report. Wang Ming has always been very tolerant towards the military, and he will give them everything he can as long as they have it.

"Brothers, it's not like we haven't dealt with those damn Chaos Astartes before. Kill them all!"

The mortal auxiliary troops looked at the Chaos Astartes in front of them, and their squad leader yelled at them, it's not that they haven't fought against the Astartes before. During the previous tactical simulation, they fought against the time travelers in the virtual world. And who among them hasn't fought against the Chaos Astartes and demons in the previous battles? These things can scare those mortals who have never experienced a big battlefield, but for them, it is a common thing.

Moreover, under the leadership of various commanders, the mortal auxiliary army now has a sense of pride. They are the army of the Protector of the Country, they are the most powerful mortal troops in this galaxy, they are the sword of mankind, the sword against those evil gods, they will use their mortal bodies to do the work of the Astartes, for the God-Emperor, for the Empire, for the great Protector of the Country, they will destroy those damn traitors!

The battle in this area has been known to the artificial intelligence on the fleet. There are no time travelers defending the fleet, but there are still iron men on the fleet, and Zhou Heng is above the fleet.

"I understand. I'll take care of it."

Zhou Heng looked at the holographic projection screen in front of him. He spoke to the fleet's artificial intelligence, then he put on his military uniform and headed for the battlefield. You know, Zhou Heng is also a high-end combat force.

Chapter 609 Former Brothers

"How on earth did they get on board?"

Zhou Heng looked at the Chaos Astartes in front of him. Countless bombs were exploding on his defense barrier. He looked at the Chaos Astartes in front of him. He could deal with these guys very easily.

Zhou Heng released the single-molecule dynamic cutting line, and the entire corridor seemed to be woven by countless spider webs. He looked at those Chaos Astartes and moved his fingers slightly. Then, the bodies of those Astartes turned into fragments in a faint blue scattered light.

The application of this thing is very limited. It can only be used in a small space and is only effective against physical enemies. It seems a bit weak against demons, but it is very effective against Chaos Astartes. Just move your fingers and those power cutting lines can quickly cut through their power armor and flesh.

No matter how powerful the Chaos Astartes are, they cannot be like demons. Their bodies still retain their material nature and can still be harmed by physical attacks.

"Come on, Wang Ming is not here, I am the highest combat power in the fleet, let you feel the terror from the Human Federation ten thousand years ago."

Zhou Heng was covered in armor with a very strong sense of science fiction. He looked at the Chaos Space Marines that continued to appear in front of him, and the demons that entered the ship as if tearing open space. He raised the power sword in his hand, and pointed the blade directly at the enemies. He would show them the pride of the Human Federation and the highest war technology products of the Human Federation.

Zhou Heng's figure kept flickering in the void, just like the huge network delay when you are playing games, except that it was not a network delay or anything like that, but his speed was simply too fast. Each of his swords could directly cut off the head of a Chaos Space Marine or a demon, and those Chaos Space Marines and demons could not confront him head-on at all.

Even if those demons wanted to cast spells, they couldn't. The moment Zhou Heng noticed that they were about to cast spells, his figure would appear in front of them, and then he would behead them with a very clean and neat knife.

To Zhou Heng, the strength of these guys is indeed terrifying, but when the Human Federation was expanding to the entire galaxy, these guys' abilities were still not enough. Among the aliens he had faced before, there were many that were stronger than these guys, including those Iron Men. He had fought against the Iron Man Rebellion. As a veteran with thousands of years of experience, was he still afraid of these things?

"Is this guy a product of the Dark Ages? I didn't expect that Wang Ming could... No, he has always been able to do it."