My Desperate Journey in 40k

Dakla looked at Wang Ming for a while, then directly abandoned the Astartes who had entered a state of suspended animation, and ran towards the green-skinned boys. Although it really wanted to duel with WarBoss to prove that it was the favorite greenskin of the big golden guy, it also knew that the attack had failed, and it could not lose the boys in vain, so it had to let the boys retreat.

After the reinforcements arrived, the greenskins' attack was successfully repelled, and the imperial civilians in the city cried with joy as they looked at the Astartes and mortal auxiliary troops appearing around them. They could survive and would not be killed by those terrible monsters.

The civilians spontaneously sewed a huge Sky Eagle flag with the cloth they could find, hoping to give it to the Lords Astartes who came to protect them.

The time travelers made a good impression on the mortals. As soon as they got off the transport plane, they moved a large amount of relief supplies and distributed them to all the civilians. They also comforted the civilians, who had been frightened to the point of despair by the orcs, with gentle words, and told them to return to their homes, saying that they and their excellent auxiliary troops would protect everyone.

In a tent in the temporary camp set up by the time travelers in the city hall square, Wang Ming and a pharmacist from the Second Regiment were looking at the "Son of Horus" on the operating table, which was filled with various life-support devices.

"Can you wake him up?"

Wang Ming looked at the "Son of Horus" on the operating table. The entire lower body of this "Son of Horus" had been cut off by the power claws, and part of his forearm had also been lost in his upper body. It was estimated that he would have to spend the rest of his life in fearlessness.

"Yes, and the success rate is very high. However, Boss, are you sure you want to wake this guy? He might be a Chaos. Just imagine a "Son of Horus" suddenly appearing in a world. This doesn't make sense."

After hearing Wang Ming's words, the pharmacist replied to Wang Ming. While talking about the probability of awakening the "Son of Horus", he also expressed his thoughts about this "Son of Horus".

"It's okay. There is no trace of chaos on his body, and his current physical condition is no worse than that of the human stick. It's okay. I'm here. Wake him up."

Wang Ming smiled, patted the pharmacist on the shoulder, and told him to just wake up the "Son of Horus" and not worry about anything else.

This Astartes power armor has the symbol of a Terran veteran on his chest, and a wolf's head is painted on one of his shoulder armors, clearly a loyalist.

"it is good."

After hearing what Wang Ming said, the pharmacist walked to a device connected to the head of the "Son of Horus" and began to operate it.

As the pharmacist created, various data flowed on the panel of the device. Soon the device made a crisp "beep" sound, and the "Son of Horus" who had originally closed his eyes also woke up at this moment.

He looked blankly at Wang Ming who was looking at him, wondering why he didn't die and who this golden-armored giant in front of him was.

"Traitor, how did you come to this world?"

Wang Ming looked at the awakened "Son of Horus" and asked in an interrogative tone. Wang Ming said this deliberately. After all, his identity as a loyalist could not be fully confirmed yet.

"I..., I'm not a traitor..."

"Son of Horus" heard Wang Ming's question, stared into Wang Ming's eyes and said weakly.

"You're wearing Sons of Horus power armor and you say you're not a traitor."

Wang Ming looked at the weak "Son of Horus" and continued to speak to him as if he was interrogating a prisoner.

"I..., I... I am the 'Moon Wolf'..."

Astarte spoke weakly, his injuries were already very serious, and he was now purely relying on life-support equipment. If these devices stopped working, he would immediately go into a state of suspended animation, and if he went into suspended animation again this time, he might not be able to wake up again next time.

"Okay, "Moon Wolf", why do you appear in this world?"

Wang Ming looked at the Astartes who called himself "Shadow Moon Wolf" and asked him why he appeared in this world.

"Since the end of the Heresy, I have lived in seclusion on this world... I have fulfilled my mission and proved my loyalty to the Emperor and the Imperium..."

"Shadow Moon Wolf" looked into Wang Ming's eyes and said to Wang Ming. When he said this, he had an indescribable tiredness. He had had enough of the war and just wanted to live in seclusion in a peaceful world until he died naturally. Why did the war still find him?

"You are a Primarch? I have not met you. Did you return to the Imperium after the Heresy?"

"Shadow Moon Wolf" looked at the Imperial Sky Eagle on Wang Ming's chest armor and asked him curiously. "Shadow Moon Wolf" recognized that Wang Ming was a Primarch.

"Yes, I am a Primarch."

Wang Ming looked at the "Shadow Moon Wolf" who had lived in seclusion for nearly ten thousand years, and said to him calmly that he admired this loyal man very much. The legion he regarded as glorious betrayed the empire, and for the loyalty to the Emperor in his heart, he turned swords against his brothers. He was a true loyalist.

"My Lord Primarch, do you consider me a loyalist?"

After hearing Wang Ming's answer, "Shadow Moon Wolf" suddenly asked Wang Ming excitedly.

"You are, as you said, you have proven your loyalty ten thousand years ago."

Wang Ming looked at the suddenly excited Astartes and answered him. Wang Ming didn't know why he asked this question. Didn't he say before that he had proved his loyalty in the Great Rebellion?

"Then, Master Primarch, can you do me a favor? I beg you to let me die."

After hearing Wang Ming's answer, "Shadow Moon Wolf" suddenly smiled and said to Wang Ming, with the tiredness in his tone becoming more obvious.

Chapter 171: Banner of Thanks

The "Lunar Wolf" has become numb from life. Ever since the end of the Great Heresy, he had wanted to live in seclusion until he died of natural causes. However, the lifespan of an Astartes was too long. After ten thousand years of seclusion, he has become numb from life and is eager to find peace in death.

"I reject…"

Wang Ming looked at "Shadow Moon Wolf" lying on the operating table and said lightly that Wang Ming did not want the veteran to die like this. Such death was meaningless, even if he did not want to live.

"Oh."

When "Shadow Moon Wolf" heard Wang Ming's refusal, he did not react much. He just answered calmly, and then looked at the metal bracket supporting the tent above his head, and was in a daze alone.

"A loyal person like you shouldn't die like this."

Wang Ming looked at the badly mutilated "Shadow Moon Wolf" on the operating table and said slowly that it would be a pity if a loyal person died like this.

"So what do you want to do? Let me join your legion, lie in the sarcophagus of the fearless, and continue the endless battle?"

After hearing Wang Ming's words, "Shadow Moon Wolf" looked at Wang Ming again, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone. He was really tired of war and only hoped that he could die to end this war that had tormented him for ten thousand years.

"Yes, as an Astartes, your destiny was determined when you transformed from a mortal into a Space Marine."

Wang Ming stared at the wolf head on the shoulder armor of "Shadow Moon Wolf" and spoke slowly to him.

"Hehehe... I have already given everything I have for the Empire. I have fought against my brothers and father for my loyalty to the Empire and the Emperor. I no longer want to be involved in war."

"Shadow Moon Wolf" chuckled twice, then said to Wang Ming that he had had enough of the war and now just wanted to rest in death.

"I believe you will understand me, cousin. After all, if your father rebelled, you would not turn your sword against him, right? This is very difficult..."

"Shadow Moon Wolf" suddenly looked at the pharmacist and said these words.

"No, if the boss really betrays us, we will kill him without hesitation."

After hearing what Shadow Moon Wolf said, the pharmacist spoke calmly.

The time travelers had no psychological burden about killing Wang Ming, because they knew that if Wang Ming really rebelled because of being corrupted by Chaos, it would mean that they would not be able to survive for long in this desperate world.

Wang Ming: "..."

"Okay, that's enough about this topic. We will perform an operation on you and try to repair your body. We won't let you stay in that damn sarcophagus."

Wang Ming looked at the pharmacist in silence for a while, sighed deeply, and then spoke to Shadow Moon Wolf.

Although a veteran soldier has been away from war for a long time, his combat experience is also very important. Moreover, because of his identity, Wang Ming will never keep him in this world.

"You..., forget it, it doesn't matter when you die..."

"Shadow Moon Wolf" looked at Wang Ming and knew helplessly that he already knew that with this Primarch around, it was absolutely impossible for him to die now. It didn't matter, anyway, when the time came, he would have many chances to die on other battlefields.

"Okay, that's it. Someone will come pick you up in a bit."

Wang Ming smiled and said to "Shadow Moon Wolf" that a veteran of "Shadow Moon Wolf" who had experienced many battles, his combat experience and combat ability should be able to greatly enhance the combat effectiveness of the traversers.

"By the way, what is the name of this 'Shadow Moon Wolf'?"

Just when Wang Ming wanted to ask the name of this "Shadow Moon Wolf", there was a sudden noise outside the tent.

After hearing the noise, Wang Ming walked out of the tent to see what was happening outside.

"Leo Lores..."

Just as Wang Ming walked to the door of the tent, the voice of "Shadow Moon Wolf" suddenly reached his ears. Wang Ming did not respond to Julio Lores, but walked out of the tent on his own.

Wang Ming walked out of the tent and instantly saw the crowd surging at the gate of the base. Those were all civilians of the empire. They were standing in front of the gate of the base and were saying something to the mortal auxiliary soldiers who were standing guard at the gate of the base.

"What happened?"

Wang Ming walked to the gate of the base. He looked at the mortal auxiliary army officer who was standing guard and asked him what happened here.

The appearance of Wang Ming made all the civilians of the empire stop what they were doing. They all looked at Wang Ming with eyes of religious fanaticism. They were extremely excited as they looked at the son of God in front of them.

They originally came to present a huge military flag they had sewn to the honorable Lords Astartes to express their gratitude to the Lords Astartes for protecting the civilians of the empire.

"Master Primarch, they are the residents of the city. They hope to give the Masters Astartes a giant sky eagle flag they have sewn to express their gratitude to the Masters Astartes for protecting them."

When the officer of the Mortal Auxiliary Army saw Wang Ming, he gave Wang Ming a Sky Eagle salute and then told him about the situation here.

"That's right..."

Wang Ming looked at the imperial civilians around him. As Wang Ming's gaze fell on them, all the mortals lowered their heads. They did not dare to look at a Primarch.

"Hoo, loyal citizens of the empire, I already know your wishes. Please bring up the Sky Eagle flag. My children are fighting now. I will take this Sky Eagle flag as a symbol of gratitude."

Wang Ming let out a breath, looked at the imperial civilians around him, and spoke to them.

As Wang Ming finished his words, the imperial civilians quickly made way for him. A group of children, who were only about 9 to 10 years old, held up a huge red Sky Eagle flag and walked tremblingly in front of Wang Ming.

It was very obvious that these children were a little scared when looking at the huge Wang Ming. After all, an adult would tremble in his legs when seeing a giant as big as Wang Ming, let alone a group of young children.

However, these children knew that Wang Ming was not a scary monster. He was the descendant of the Holy Emperor and the Protector of the Human Empire who protected them.

"Don't be afraid kids, I'm not scary."

Wang Ming looked at the children who walked up to him and squatted down. He gently touched the hair of one of the children and spoke to the children tenderly.

"Master Primarch, this is our gift to the Master Astartes."

The children looked at Wang Ming and told him in their childish voices that the Sky Eagle Flag was a gift for Lord Astarte. They then raised their little hands high and held up the huge Sky Eagle flag.

This Sky Eagle Flag was obviously made by the imperial civilians after they saw the time travelers' military flags. On the red flag, a golden imperial Sky Eagle was sewn on it with golden silk thread, which even gave people a strange sense of sacredness.

It can be seen that although the material of this Sky Eagle Flag is just some ordinary cloth, the people who made this Sky Eagle Flag must have been very careful in making every detail on the flag.

"Thank you, children. Thank you for giving this sacred flag to the Astartes monks. They will be very happy. I believe that when they see this flag that symbolizes gratitude, they will work harder to fight those abominable monsters."

Wang Ming smiled gently and spoke softly to the children in front of him. As he spoke, Wang Ming also took out a few Astartes dolls from the system mall.

It’s strange to say, but Wang Ming’s system mall has almost everything that the empire has, even some Astartes dolls produced for aristocratic children in the world. But the strange thing is that among these dolls, there are dolls that look like time travelers, which shouldn’t be there.

The time travelers have only appeared in this universe for a few years, and we are still in the galaxy after the Great Rift appeared. How could there be a world that would produce dolls that look like time travelers during this period of time?

Wang Ming had always felt strange after seeing these dolls before, but he really couldn't find the reason, so he simply gave up thinking about this problem temporarily. Now that he took out these dolls again, Wang Ming thought of these questions again.

But now is not the time to think about these questions. After Wang Ming took the huge Sky Eagle flag, he handed the dolls to the children.

The children carefully took the dolls handed over by Wang Ming and held them tightly in their arms, as if they were afraid that they would be snatched away.

"Thank you, Master Primarch."