Chapter 158 Micro Nuclear Bomb
The oil guys who travel with the time-travelers are happy. They can have access to the sacred STC template and various "golden age" technologies, which they have in Casting is hard to reach in the world.
“In this weather, do you want to add an artificial dome?”
Xu Zheng looked at the heavy snow in the sky and wondered whether he should add an artificial dome to the city. Of course, this is It's completely unnecessary. This is just Xu Zheng's occupational disease.
“Lord Company Commander, the sacred STC template has completed the work of appeasing the machine soul, and the machine soul is very happy.”
Om Jarlaton looked at Xu Zheng who was looking up at the sky, and said respectfully, as if he was talking to a foundry supervisor.
“Okay, let’s inform them to start work. The current work speed must be accelerated, and we will try to complete the industrialization of the island within a week, and then go to the next island. May the God of All Machines bless our machinery to be happy forever. "
Xu Zheng turned to look at Om Jarlaton, smiled and said, the traversers of the First Engineer Company are almost half followers of the Mechanicus. After all, they believe in the God of All Machines. It doesn't have any impact, and you can also learn various rituals about the machine soul from those machine oil guys.
"Yes, sir, may the God of All Machines bless you."
Om Jarlaton replied to Xu Zheng, he likes the time travelers of the 1st Engineer Company very much, the oil guy They think they understand the importance of belief in the God of All Machines, and their professional knowledge of machinery is also recognized by the oil guys.
Although the time travelers of the 1st Engineer Company do not know how to appease or praise the machine soul, the machine oil guys believe that under their guidance, these Lord Astartes will definitely become qualified technical sergeants. .
The First Engineer Company and the oil guys started working. In short, the time travelers of the First Engineer Company were using STC templates to build the factory, while the oil guys held incense and chanted Praying in Binary.
Now the perspective shifts to the cave, where two greenskins and a Grot are praying to a canvas with a sacred portrait of the Emperor.
“Ayala Crazy Doctor, are you sure it will work?”
Dakla asked Ayala Crazy Doctor doubtfully. It was still a little doubtful about Ayala Crazy Doctor and had faith. Can a big golden guy really become a waaaagh?
"Of course it works. If you think about it, isn't that golden-skinned Xiami WarBoss the god who believes in Xiami and turned into a waaaagh? I thought about it, and we believe that the big golden guy can also become a waaaagh!"
Mad Doctor Ayala held a copy of "The Emperor's True Words" and spoke seriously to a green-skinned boy and a fart beside him.
“For the Emperor~”
So, a green-skinned man and a grt in the cave began to worship the emperor’s icon in a strange way, paying homage to him while worshiping him. Reciting the prayer from the "Emperor's True Words".
Although it still felt a little wrong, in order to become as powerful as Mr. Xiami, Dakra still followed them and worshiped.
After talking about some of the previous changes on the island, let us now turn our perspective to the protagonist.
Wang Ming is now like a player attracting mobs in a game. Behind him, a tide of green skins is constantly chasing him.
“Damn it, I’ve already run to the plains, and I’m still chasing you?!”
Wang Ming looked at the group of greenskins behind him, and thought helplessly in his heart, these greenskins followed the demons It seems that everyone wants to be a warBoss. They want to catch Wang Ming and not let go.
Wang Ming had left the valley as he ran all the way and came to a plain far away from the valley, but the greenskins behind him were still chasing after him. Through contacts with reporters, he learned that there were not many greenskins left in the greenskin tribe. All the greenskins were chasing him, and the only ones left in the tribe were some things like farts.
"Waaaagh!!! Boss Xiami!! Don't run!"
The greenskins behind Wang Ming kept roaring, hoping that Wang Ming would stop so that they could have a chance to become warBoss.
“This distance is okay, it’s far enough.”
Wang Ming looked at the surrounding plain environment, stopped instantly, and then quickly took out a bag from the mall. items.
“Come on!”
Wang Ming faced countless greenskins and threw the object towards the greenskins with a smile. It was a miniature nuclear bomb. It couldn't kill him anyway, so he would risk his death.
The minute the micro nuclear bomb was thrown into the group of green skins, it detonated directly. A sun appeared on the plain instantly, engulfing a large area of green skins together with Wang Ming. The shock wave of the nuclear bomb explosion also spread through the air. Those surrounding greenskins that were not engulfed by the fireball were shot away.
The green skins gathered very densely. The fireball area of this micro-nuclear bomb covered almost 90% of the green skins. A large number of green skins were evaporated by the high temperature of the nuclear fusion fireball, and the remaining lucky ones The ones were directly exploded by the shock wave.
"Why are you here again? How long has it been?"
In the subspace, the Emperor looked at Wang Ming who appeared in front of him again and asked doubtfully.
"Uh..., this is part of my plan."
Wang Ming looked at the Emperor in embarrassment and said hesitantly.
"Okay, okay, Lord Emperor, send me back quickly."
Wang Ming looked at Lord Emperor and said to him, Wang Ming now faced Lord Emperor I feel very bad, like a child who made a mistake and was discovered by his father, feeling embarrassed and guilty.
“Okay.”
Feeling Wang Ming's emotions, the Emperor used his backhand to pull back the physical universe with a psychic hand.
"Take off from Wuhu!"
Wang Ming slowly opened his eyes, looked at the scene in front of him, and shouted happily.
On the plain, a huge pit appeared on the plain. The thick snow around it had been melted into liquid water by the high temperature. The land in the pit had been vitrified and was growing naturally. Under the illumination of light, it emits flashes that appear and disappear.
The greenskins around him had suffered heavy casualties. Wang Ming looked at the scene in front of him with satisfaction. He took out a set of ceremonial armor from the mall and quickly put it on. Wang Ming's resurrection and the time traveler The biggest difference between them is that the time travelers are resurrected with power armor, while Wang Ming's resurrection is resurrection, but the person comes back to life, and all the items on his body will not reappear.
"There are still people alive, it's okay, let's play slowly!"
Wang Ming thought to himself while wearing armor and looking at the green-skinned boys who were stunned by the nuclear bomb but still alive.
The explosion of the micro-nuclear bomb contains a certain amount of radiation, but this radiation damage is not a big problem for the greenskins and Wang Ming. The remaining greenskins, after a short period of confusion, Wang Ming was found alive again.
They hesitated whether to continue chasing Wang Ming. They were still frightened by the power of the micro-nuclear bomb before, but before they could think about it, Wang Ming rushed towards them.
Wang Ming charged at full speed. He reached the greenskins who were still alive almost instantly. Most of the greenskins who were still alive were seriously injured and had no ability to fight with them. Wang Ming fought. To put it bluntly, in their current state, a weak mortal with a bayonet could kill the ten-headed boy alone.
It was very easy for the green-skin Wang Ming to deal with them. They were all boys with missing arms and legs. There were still some boys and bosses with relatively complete bodies, but in front of a Primarch, there was no difference between them and other green-skins. "Jose, I am at this location. Send a transport plane to pick me up."
After spending an hour to deal with all the greenskins, Wang Ming took out a I picked up the communicator and contacted Jose.
"Okay, Lord 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 something from the mall and clean up the radiation on his body. The radiation was not harmful to him, but it was a big problem to mortals.
The transport plane slowly passed through the sky of flying goose feathers and heavy snow, 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 glanced at the pilot and discovered that he was an acquaintance of his, Sergeant John, this experienced man A battle-hardened Astra Militarum pilot. When he went to "Snowstorm" City before, it was this battle-hardened pilot who forcibly stopped the hit transport plane firmly on the square of the Governor's Palace. .
"It's me, my primarch, and it's an honor to meet you again."
John looked at Wang Ming excitedly. This was the second time he carried the Primarch. The last time he carried Wang Ming, the great Primarch even praised him. This was a kind of thing in John's perception. A huge honor, it even became a bragging rights for him in his squadron.
"You are a great pilot, let's go now."
Wang Ming fixed the safety rope on his seat to himself, and then said to John.
"Thank you for the compliment, Lord 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 green skin tribes on the main continent have almost been solved, but the number of green skins is still quite large. The green skins are not all concentrated in the tribes. They are scattered on the periphery of various cities and constantly attack human cities.
Follow-up cleanup operations against them are already planned. These green skins will not create much of a climate. Maybe after learning about the death of warBoss, the bosses will probably fight for power. Maybe.
Wang Ming took the transport plane to "Snowstorm" City. He did not go to the Governor's Mansion, but went directly to the airport, preparing to take the shuttle to the star port and return to the "Empire Truth" , after all, he no longer has the power armor on him, and needs to go to the "Imperial Truth" to have Minerva make a new one.
"Jose, please help me arrange a shuttle to the airport. I need to go to the star port."
Wang Ming took the communicator and sent a message to Jose.
"Okay, sir, I will arrange it for you right away."
José replied the moment he received the message, so fast that Wang Ming even felt a little weird, as if it had been arranged in advance. After all, message transmission takes time, and Wang Ming also felt that Jose's voice was a little distorted?
Although he had doubts, Wang Ming considered Jose's work efficiency and trust in Jose, so he didn't think much about it.
"Master Primarch, the airport has arrived."
The transport plane slowly landed on the tarmac of the airport. After the transport plane stopped, John said to Wang Ming.
"Okay, thank you John."
Wang Ming untied the safety rope, said something to John, opened the hatch and got off the transport plane.
The airport of Kosl 4 is like a 3K rocket launch base, except that its scale is much larger. Huge shuttles are parked on huge platforms, like individual Like Optimus Prime.
"Primarch, please come with me, Commander Jose has told me."
Wang Ming walked on a launch platform in the airport, and immediately there was a "Star Traveler" "The reporter" walked up to Wang Ming and said that he had received a notice from Jose to take Wang Ming to the shuttle.
"Primarch? Please? Commander Jose? When did these boys become so serious?"
Wang Ming looked at the Astartes wearing the "Star Traveler" power armor in front of him, Wondering when did these boys become so serious?
“Are you Agor or Oort?”
Wang Ming looked at the Astarte in front of him and asked. In Wang Ming’s impression, only Agor and Oult Only two children, Walter Peckhardt, could be so serious.
"I am Oort, the Primarch."
"Star Traveler" looked at Wang Ming and said respectfully.
"Oh, okay, lead the way."
Wang Ming looked at "Alt Peckhart" in front of him, nodded and let him lead the way.
Under the leadership of "Alt Peckhardt", Wang Ming quickly came to a shuttle. The staff asked Wang Ming and "Alt Peckhardt" After bowing, he quickly opened the door of the shuttle.
Wang Ming and "Alt Peckhardt" walked into the shuttle. Wang Ming looked at the several time travelers in the shuttle with confusion, wondering why they were here. Although he was confused, Wang Ming Ming didn't say anything. He thought these time travelers should also be going to the star port to return to the "Empire Truth", right?
"Primary body."
Those "Star Travelers" looked at Wang Ming who came in, and all greeted Wang Ming. When Wang Ming heard the words of those "Star Travelers", he felt in his heart The feeling of dissatisfaction is getting bigger and bigger. These time-travelers are too serious.
"Alt, shouldn't you be studying with Commander Hu Jin in "Snowstorm" City? Why did you come to the airport to pick me up?"
After Wang Ming fixed himself in his seat , suddenly remembered that at this time, Ault should be learning combat in "Snowstorm" City with Hu Jin. How could he end up at the airport?
"Master Primarch, Commander Hu Jin asked me to go back to the "Imperial Truth" to get something. It just so happened that you were going back to the "Imperial Truth" at this time, so I came to pick you up."< br>
"Alt Peckhart" sat on the seat next to Wang Ming. After hearing Wang Ming's question, he answered Wang Ming.
“Something’s wrong…”
Wang Ming looked at “Alt Peckhart” and slowly moved his hand to the bolter on his waist. Wang Ming finally Realized something was wrong.
(End of this chapter)