My Desperate Journey in 40k

Wang Ming was wearing armor and looking at the green-skinned guys who were stunned by the nuclear bomb but still alive, and he thought to himself.

The explosion of the miniature nuclear bomb produced a certain amount of radiation, but this radiation damage did not cause much problem for the greenskins and Wang Ming. After a brief period of confusion, the remaining greenskins who were still alive discovered Wang Ming who was still alive again.

They hesitated whether to continue chasing Wang Ming. They were still frightened by the power of the previous miniature nuclear bomb. But before they could figure it out, Wang Ming rushed towards them.

Wang Ming charged at full speed and reached the living greenskins almost instantly. Most of the living greenskins were seriously injured and had no ability to fight Wang Ming at all. To put it bluntly, in their current state, a weak mortal with a bayonet could kill ten of them alone.

Wang Ming found it very easy to deal with those greenskins. They were all guys with missing limbs. There were also some guys and bosses with relatively intact bodies, but they were no different from other greenskins in front of a Primarch.

"Jose, I'm at this location, send a transport plane to pick me up."

After spending an hour dealing with all the greenskins, Wang Ming took out a communicator and contacted Jose.

"Okay, Master Primarch, I will dispatch a transport plane immediately."

After Jose located Wang Ming's position through the communicator, he quickly dispatched a transport plane.

Wang Ming took advantage of this time to take out some things from the mall and clean up the radiation on his body. These radiations are nothing to him, but they are a big problem for mortals.

The transport plane slowly flew through the sky with heavy snow flakes flying everywhere and landed on the ground not far from Wang Ming. Wang Ming walked to the transport plane, opened the hatch and got in.

"Hey, isn't this John?"

After Wang Ming entered the transport plane, he took a look at the pilot and found that it was someone he knew, Sergeant John, a battle-hardened Star Army pilot. When he went to the "Snow Wind" city before, it was this battle-hardened pilot who brought the hit transport plane to a steady stop on the square of the Governor's Palace.

"It's me, Master Primarch. It's an honor to meet you again."

John looked at Wang Ming excitedly, this was his second time carrying the Primarch. The last time he carried Wang Ming, the great Primarch even praised him. In John's opinion, this was a huge honor, and it even became his bragging capital in his own flying squadron.

"You are a great pilot, now let's go."

Wang Ming fastened the safety rope on the seat to himself and then spoke to John.

"Thank you for the compliment, Master Primarch. We will take off now."

After hearing Wang Ming's words, John excitedly replied to Wang Ming, and then quickly operated the transport plane to take off.

Now the greenskin tribes on the main continent have been almost dealt with, but there are still quite a few greenskins. The greenskins are not all concentrated in the tribes. They are scattered on the outskirts of various cities and constantly attack human cities.

The subsequent cleanup operations against them are already being planned. These greenskins can't cause much trouble. After learning about the death of warBoss, those bosses might even fight for power.

Wang Ming took a transport plane to the "Snow Wind" city. He did not go to the Governor's Mansion, but went directly to the airport, preparing to take a shuttle to the star port and return to the "Imperial Truth". After all, he no longer had power armor on him, so he needed to go to the "Imperial Truth" to ask Minerva to make a new set for him.

"Jose, please help me arrange a shuttle to the air port. I need to go to the star port."

Wang Ming took the communicator and sent a message to Jose.

"Yes, sir. I will arrange it for you right away."

Jose replied the moment he received the message. It was so fast that Wang Ming even felt it was a bit weird. It felt like it was arranged in advance. After all, it takes time for a message to be transmitted. Wang Ming also felt that Jose's voice was a bit distorted.

Although he had doubts, Wang Ming considered Jose's work efficiency and his trust in Jose, so he didn't think too much about it.

"Master Primarch, we have arrived at the airport."

The transport plane slowly landed on the apron of the airport. After the transport plane stopped steadily, John spoke to Wang Ming.

"Okay, thank you John."

Wang Ming untied the safety rope, said something to John, then opened the cabin door and got off the transport plane.

The airport of Kosler IV is like a 3K rocket launch base, but it is much larger in scale. Huge shuttles are parked on huge platforms, like pillars of the sky.

"Primarch, please follow me. Commander Jose has already told me."

Wang Ming was walking on a launch platform at the airport, and immediately a "Star Traveler" came up to Wang Ming and said that he had received a notice from Jose and came to take Wang Ming to the shuttle.

"Primarch? Please? Commander Jose? When did these boys become so serious?"

Wang Ming looked at the Astartes in front of him wearing the "Star Crosser" power armor, wondering when did these guys become so serious?

"Are you Ager or Ort?"

Wang Ming asked while looking at Astarte in front of him. In Wang Ming's impression, only Ager and Ort Peckhardt were so serious.

"I am Ort, Primarch."

"Star Traveler" looked at Wang Ming and spoke to him respectfully.

"Oh, okay, lead the way."

Wang Ming looked at the "Ort Peckhardt" in front of him, nodded and let him lead the way.

Under the guidance of "Orte Peckhardt", Wang Ming quickly came to a shuttle. After the staff saluted Wang Ming and "Orte Peckhardt", they quickly opened the door of the shuttle.

Wang Ming and "Ort Peckhardt" walked into the shuttle. Wang Ming looked at the several travelers in the shuttle with confusion, wondering why they were here. Although confused, Wang Ming did not say anything. He thought these travelers should also be heading to the star port to return to the "Imperial Truth", right?

"Primarch."

Those "star travelers" looked at Wang Ming who came in and greeted him together. When Wang Ming heard what those "star travelers" said, he felt more and more uneasy. These travelers were too serious.

"Ort, shouldn't you be studying with Captain Hu Jin in Snow Wind City? Why did you come to the airport to pick me up?"

After Wang Ming fixed himself in his seat, he suddenly remembered that Ort should be in the "Snow Wind" city learning combat with Hu Jin at this time, so how could he come to the airport?

"My Lord Primarch, Captain Hu Jin told me to go back to the Imperial Truth to get something. It just so happens that you also need to go back to the Imperial Truth at this time, so I came to pick you up."

"Ort Peckhardt" was sitting next to Wang Ming. After hearing Wang Ming's question, he answered Wang Ming.

"Something's wrong..."

Wang Ming looked at "Ort Peckhardt" and slowly reached for the grenade launcher at his waist. Wang Ming finally realized that something was wrong.

Chapter 159 Alpha and the Slaanesh Vision

"My Lord Primarch, you'd better not move. The armor you are wearing now cannot stop the plasma fire."

Wang Ming was reaching for the grenade launcher when "Ort Peckhardt" who was sitting next to him suddenly spoke to him. Wang Ming looked at him and found that at some point, "Ort Peckhardt" had quietly pointed a plasma pistol at him.

"Do you really think a handful of plasma could hurt the Primarch?"

Wang Ming looked at "Ort Peckhardt" beside him, and while continuing to touch the grenade launcher, he said disdainfully that he didn't think a mere plasma pistol could hurt him.

"Hehehe..., Master Primarch, I advise you to look around. There is more than one plasma pistol aimed at you."

After hearing what Wang Ming said, "Ort Peckhardt" smiled and said to Wang Ming.

Wang Ming looked around and found that he didn't know when, but the Astartes around him had pointed all kinds of weapons at Wang Ming's head, including bolters, thermal melts, plasma, and even incendiary weapons.

"who are you?"

Wang Ming looked at the various weapons pointed at him and stopped what he was doing. He looked at "Ort Peckhardt" sitting next to him and asked in an unhappy tone.

Wang Ming has been traveling through time for so long and has never been threatened. He is certainly not afraid of these weapons killing him. Wang Ming does not want to fight on the shuttle, causing the shuttle to crash and cause damage to the airport.

"Master Primarch, you don't need to know our identities. You just need to accept our orders."

"Ort Peckhardt" looked at Wang Ming, took out a pendant, and said to Wang Ming.

"Commanding a Primarch? You are so humorous. Do you really think I can't kill you?"

Wang Ming looked at the pendant in front of him and said sarcastically to "Ort Peckhart" that Wang Ming recognized the pendant. It was a Slaanesh symbol made of metal.

"I don't think you will. We have placed several nuclear bombs in the city of Snow Wind and several densely populated cities around it. As long as our companions receive the news of our death, those nuclear bombs will explode. You don't want to see the people of the empire die, do you?"

"Ort Peckhardt" listened to Wang Ming's threat, smiled and said calmly.

"Do you really think I care about the lives of mortals?"

Wang Ming looked at the Space Marines in front of him, who were not sure whether they were Alpha or Chaos, and suppressed the anger in his heart, pretending to be indifferent.

"You care, we know your character, you are a merciful Primarch who personally appealed to an entire tribe of orcs for the sake of mortal life."

"Ort Peckhart" said to Wang Ming with a smile. They knew Wang Ming's character when they were carrying out this plan. He was a Primarch who cared a lot about mortals, kind and even a little childish.

"What do you want to do?"

Wang Ming looked at these despicable Astartes angrily, resisting the urge to tear them to pieces, and asked them.

"Um, we just need you to wear this pendant around your neck. It's very simple, isn't it?"

"Ort Peckhardt" looked at Wang Ming, stood up, put the pendant in front of Wang Ming and said very calmly. They didn't seem to be worried at all that Wang Ming would suddenly attack and kill them.

"Even if I wear it, I can't guarantee that you won't detonate the nuclear bomb. It's better to kill you directly and avenge those mortals who are about to die."

Wang Ming looked at the pendant in front of him and said in an extremely angry tone, but although Wang Ming said this, his hands did not move at all.

"You don't have to worry about that. Compared to the obedience of a Primarch, the lives of those mortals are not worth wasting nuclear bombs, right? After you put it on, we will let our companions dismantle the nuclear bomb. Of course, it is up to you to decide whether to believe it or not."

"Orte Peckhardt" still spoke to Wang Ming in that calm tone.

"Row!"

After thinking for a while, Wang Ming took the pendant and put it around his neck.

"Hahaha, you are such a merciful Primarch. I am Alpha 0254, dismantling the nuclear bomb."

"Ort Peckhardt" laughed as he looked at Wang Ming wearing the pendant, took out the walkie-talkie and spoke to his companion over there.

"You see, I am very trustworthy."

Alpha 0254 waved the communicator in his hand and spoke to Wang Ming.

"I…!"

Wang Ming looked at the Alpha in front of him and was about to rush up and kill them all, but suddenly he felt a sense of dizziness. Wang Ming, who was about to rush up, collapsed.

"mission completed."

Alpha 0254 looked at the unconscious Wang Ming, sat back next to Wang Ming, and then said something to the person on the other end of the communicator.

The shuttle took off slowly, and all the Alphas looked at the collapsed Wang Ming in silence.

"Where is this? Terra?"

Wang Ming looked at the scene in front of him and asked this question countless times.

Wang Ming looked at the scene in front of him and recognized where he was. It was the gate of Terra's palace. Wang Ming was wearing a gorgeous and a little too much power armor. In front of him, countless mortals were looking at him and cheering. The mortals shouted Wang Ming's name and kept praising him.

"Lord of the 21st Legion!"

"The most loyal offspring of the Divine Emperor!"

"The great Lord Protector of the Country!"