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 War in this world will become even more difficult to fight.
The war continued, and soon, what Wang Ming was most worried about finally appeared. Titans that suddenly appeared on the planet earth did not know when they entered the battlefield, and their bodies were covered with flesh and blood. Twisting, under their feet, groups of cultists and hundreds of Chaos Space Marines were lining up and advancing towards the Imperial troops 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 are okay?”
Hu Jin next to Wang Ming listened to Wang Ming’s curse. Compared with this extremely dirty word, Wang Ming Hu Jin asked Wang Ming cautiously despite Ming's extremely dull expression.
"I..., I'm fine, I couldn't be better."
After Wang Ming heard Hu Jin's words, he turned his head and replied expressionlessly to Hu Jin , 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 walked calmly towards Hu Jin said. 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 level. The boss was still a man with rich Emotional human beings.
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, and he had to remain rational in the process. , but Wang Ming's performance was too exaggerated. His rationality seemed to others to be like him not expressing emotions after being greatly stimulated.
"Hmm..., something's wrong..., this is!!!"
Just as Wang Ming arrived on the battlefield, he was ready to fight with the second group of time-travelers on the battlefield. At that moment, he suddenly heard a gunshot from behind. He was very familiar with that gunshot. As someone who had been killed by this weapon many times, Wang Ming knew what it was. It was a Necron. 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 did not think it was the Necron who killed him. All the land in the world of Ivanir was 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 army soldier. The soldier's face changed like this, and he was holding a gun with a green light in his hand.
"Assassin 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, the damn High Lord, the damn Assassin's Court, they started convulsing again.
"Zi..."
As the assassin shot Wang Ming's head for the second time, Wang Ming was completely dead. His body collapsed on the ground, and the war hammer in his hand slipped to his side.
The assassin looked at Wang Ming in front of him. He did not make any unnecessary movements. Instead, he changed his appearance again and became a mortal auxiliary. He walked towards the battlefield ahead. His mission It has been completed, and as an assassin who assassinated the Primarch, he must die. The Assassin Court knows that the time travelers all have personal terminals. They cannot provide technical means to block the monitoring of these terminals. The only way to prevent assassins from leaving the Assassin Court is The way to prove the assassination is to let the assassin die.
In order to complete this assassination, the Assassin Court and the Inquisitor made a lot of preparations, including these Chaos Troops and Chaos Titans, who spread the STC template through informants in the subspace. Came here with false information.
They would do anything to kill the Primarch, even joining forces with the Chaos traitors in the Warp.
"I'm going to the fucking Court of Assassins and 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 and looked at the people in front of him. On the battlefield, after picking up his war hammer, he said angrily that he must return to Terra after this war is over, and he must capture the Grand Master of the Court of Assassins and transform him into a servitor.
But before that, we still had to solve the matter at hand. Wang Ming took the warhammer and walked to the battlefield again. On the battlefield, because of Wang Ming’s death, the travelers of the second group were originally because of The Chaos troops were angry when they appeared. After Wang Ming's death, they fell into a rage. They dropped their bolters and rushed towards the Chaos Titan and Chaos troops with explosives and melee weapons.
The 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 auxiliary army 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 subsequent evacuation transport ships to arrive before retreating." Wang Ming looked at the mortal auxiliary troops in the trenches and gave them a retreat order.
"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 man with only The soldier with one leg suddenly stood up. He held a cane and said to Wang Ming. With this soldier taking the lead, the other injured soldiers who could still move expressed to Wang Ming their determination to continue fighting. Wang Ming looked at the front of him. He had a look of helplessness on these wounded soldiers. These wounded soldiers had misunderstood. They thought that Wang Ming wanted to withdraw the wounded soldiers. Wang Ming wanted to withdraw all the mortal auxiliary troops on the entire battlefield. This war started after the appearance of Titan. It no longer belongs to them. 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 kind of battlefield. Wang Ming does not want the soldiers to make meaningless sacrifices.
“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. Looking at these soldiers whom 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. You and I must use the currency well, right?”
Wang Ming looked at the mortal auxiliary troops in front of him. He knew each of them. He knew the origins and background of these mortal auxiliary troops. When they came from that world, their names were all remembered by Wang Ming. In fact, it was not just them, but Wang Ming also remembered the names of every member of the 21st Legion. He knew every member of the 21st Legion. He I don’t want anyone to sacrifice for no reason.
“This is the order of the Protector, children.”
After Wang Ming said these words, he looked at the mortal auxiliary troops who still had no intention of retreating. Finally, he directly said something that they could not violate. 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.
"Who brought this trend up?"
Wang Ming looked at the lost mortal auxiliary troops in front of him and thought in his heart. At the same time, he was fighting with another person in the fleet. Kasatos, who was chatting with the time travellers, sneezed.
"Ah..., who missed me?"
Kasatos sneezed. He looked at the traveler in front of him with confusion, and then asked him, In all the years he had been an Astartes, he had never sneezed. Someone was definitely missing him today.
"Hey, old cousin, don't think so much. Anyway, as long as the Chaos Evil God doesn't miss you, it will be fine. There is also a tactical report. You should take a look at it quickly. I have to go to the Strategy Department to hand in the documents."
The traveler looked at Kasatos, who was full of doubts in front of him. He had already arrived in front of him, and then talked to him about the importance of work.
"Okay, finish it quickly, I want to have tea."
Kasatos took the file and started working. He didn't know that on the planet , Wang Ming was looking at a group of mortal auxiliary troops talking about him.
The perspective returns to the planet earth. The battle between the Titans has begun. The battle of the God Machine is shocking. The incarnation of Omnisiah is running on the planet earth. The loyal Titan chainsaw. The swords were turning, the roars of plasma and automatic macro-cannons were shaking the world, huge god-like machines like mountains were killing each other, and the loud horns resounded throughout the battlefield, bringing Omnisiah to everyone. of miracles.
"Holy machine soul, may you, like the great Lord Protector, destroy all heretics and show the power of the God of All Machines..."
A Karnat on a Lord Protector-level Titan The captain looked at the Chaos Titan in front of him. He recited the binary prayer compiled for the Lord Protector-class Titan, while thinking about the combat skills his father, Captain Voranat, taught him. This was his first time. Fighting, it is a pity that his father could not see his child, from a preliminary Titan captain to the real Titan captain now.
The Lord Protector-class Titan is running on the earth. Compared with other Titans, he seems a bit out of place with the several Star-class Titans around him. Although they also have a lot of Empire-style decorations on their bodies, There are also sacred reliefs, but they still have a bit too much of a sense of technology.
Following Karnat's operation, the Protector-class Titan rushed towards a Chaos Warlord-class Titan. As it approached the Chaos Warlord, the Protector-class Titan's chain sword also began to fire. It turned quickly, but before they could reach close combat, the Lord Protector-class Titan and the Chaos Warlord-level Titan opened fire directly. The energy beams of two volcano cannons flew in the air, and the Lord Protector-class Titan faced the energy beam. Suddenly he dodged it at a weird speed, but he didn't completely dodge it, but at least he didn't let the blow directly hit the Titan's cab.
“Bless the Machine Soul!”
Captain Karnat looked at the energy beam that brushed against the Titan's arm. He praised the machine soul. Just before he could react to how to avoid it, the Lord Protector Titan moved on its own, and its machine soul controlled it. The Titan escaped the attack of the volcano cannon.
“Too close, stay back.”
At this moment, a voice suddenly appeared in Captain Karnat’s head. It was the voice of the machine spirit, but the words His words were words he was extremely familiar with. They were what his father often said when he was teaching him. His father felt that his tactics were too radical. The battle between Titans should not rush into close combat, but should require tactics.
"Yes, father..."
Karnat replied subconsciously, and then controlled the Titan to start fighting and retreating. He did not notice that the person who was talking to him was not His father is the machine soul of a Titan. He is not in a virtual training cabin, but on a real Protector-level Titan.