Immortal, My Desperate Journey at 40k

Chapter 158 Miniature Nuclear Bomb
The engine oil guys who travel with the time traveler are happy, they can have access to the sacred STC template, and various "golden age" technologies, which are difficult for them to access in the foundry world.

"In this weather, do you want to add an artificial dome?"

Xu Zheng looked at the goose feathers and heavy snow all over the sky, thinking whether it is necessary to add a dome to the city, of course, this is completely unnecessary, this is just Xu Zheng's occupational disease.

"Master Company Commander, the sacred STC template has completed the appeasement of the machine soul, and the machine soul is very happy."

Ohm Garlaton looked at Xu Zheng who was looking up at the sky, and said respectfully, as if he was talking to a foundry supervisor.

"Okay, tell them to start the work. The current work speed should be accelerated. Try to complete the industrialization of the island in a week, and then go to the next island. May the God of All Machines bless our machines with joy forever."

Xu Zheng turned his head to look at Ohm Garlaton, smiled and said, the traversers of the [-]st Engineer Company are almost half followers of Mechanicus. Learn about the various rituals of machine souls from those machine oil guys.

"Yes, my lord, may the God of Myriad Chances bless you."

Ohm Garlaton replied to Xu Zheng that he liked the traversers of the First Engineer Company very much. The oil guys believed that they understood the importance of believing in the God of All Machines, and their expertise in machinery was also appreciated by the oil guys. their approval.

Although the traversers of the [-]st Engineer Company don’t know how to appease or praise machine spirits, the oil guys believe that under their teaching, these Lord Astartes will definitely become a qualified technical sergeant .

The first engineer company and the oil guys started work. In short, the traversers of the first engineer company used the STC template to build the factory, and the oil guys took the incense and recited the binary prayer.

Now the perspective turns to the cave, where two green skins and a grit are praying to a canvas with the emperor's sacred portrait.

"Crazy doctor Ayala, are you sure it will work?"

Dakla asked the crazy doctor Ayala suspiciously, it was still a little suspicious of the crazy doctor Ayala, can the big golden guy really become a waaaagh?
"Of course it's useful. After you think about it, isn't that golden shrimp warBoss the one who believes in the magical transformation of the shrimp? I thought about it, and we believe that the big golden guy can also transform into waaaagh!"

Crazy doctor Ayala held a copy of "The Emperor's Words", and said to a green boy and a fart next to him in a serious manner.

"For the emperor~"

Thus, a green skin and a grit in the cave began to worship the emperor's icon strangely, and recited the prayers of "The Emperor's Truth" while worshiping.

Although it still feels a little inappropriate, in order to become as powerful as Xiami Boss, Dakla still worshiped with them.

After talking about some changes on the previous island, let us now turn our perspective to the protagonist.

Wang Ming is now like a player in a game attracting mobs. Behind him, a wave of green skins is constantly chasing him.

"Fuck, I've already run to the plains, and I'm still chasing him?!"

Wang Ming looked at the group of green skins behind him, and thought helplessly that these green skins followed like a demon, and they all wanted to be warbosses like crazy, so if they caught Wang Ming, they wouldn't let go.

Wang Ming ran all the way away from the valley and came to a plain far away from the valley, but the green skins behind him were still chasing after him. , there are not many green skins in the green skin tribe anymore, all the green skins are chasing him, and the only thing left in the tribe is some grits and the like.

"Waaaagh!!! Boss Xiami!! Don't run away!"

The green skins behind Wang Ming kept roaring, hoping that Wang Ming would stop, so that they would have a chance to become warbosses.

"This distance is fine, it's far enough."

Wang Ming looked at the surrounding plain environment, stopped in an instant, and quickly took out an item from the mall.

"bring it on!"

Facing the countless green skins, Wang Ming smiled and threw that object into the group of green skins. It was a miniature nuclear bomb, and if he couldn't die anyway, he would do it to death.

The moment the miniature nuclear bomb was thrown into the group of green skins, it detonated directly, and a round of sun instantly appeared on the plain, engulfing a large area of ​​green skins and Wang Ming together. The green skin flew away.

The group of greenskins is very densely gathered. The fireball area of ​​this miniature nuclear bomb covers almost 90.00% of the greenskins. A large number of greenskins are evaporated by the high temperature of the nuclear fusion fireball, and the remaining ones are directly blasted 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 before him again, and asked suspiciously.

"Er..., this is part of my plan."

Wang Ming looked at the Emperor in embarrassment and said falteringly.

"Okay, okay, Emperor, send me back quickly."

Wang Ming looked at the Emperor and said to him, Wang Ming feels very bad facing the Emperor now, like a child who made a mistake and was discovered by his father, embarrassing and guilty.

"alright."

Sensing Wang Ming's emotions, the Emperor Emperor backhanded a psychic contest, and pulled Wang Ming back into the physical universe.

"Wuhu take off!"

Wang Ming slowly opened his eyes, looked at the scene in front of him, and shouted happily.

On the plain, a huge pothole appeared on the plain. The surrounding thick snow has been melted into liquid water by high temperature. Flickering flashes.

Those green skins around had suffered heavy casualties. Wang Ming looked at the scene in front of him with satisfaction, took out a set of ceremonial armor from the mall, and put it on quickly. The biggest difference between Wang Ming's resurrection and those who traversed is that, The resurrection of the traversers is driven by power armor, and Wang Ming's resurrection is resurrection, but the person is alive, and all the items on his body will not reappear.

"It's still alive, it's okay, let's play slowly!"

While wearing the armor, Wang Ming looked at the green-skinned boys who were stunned by the nuclear bomb but were still alive, thinking in his heart.

The explosion of the miniature nuclear bomb has a certain amount of radiation, but this amount of radiation damage is not a big problem for the green skins and Wang Ming. Wang Ming.

They were hesitant to continue chasing and killing Wang Ming. They still had lingering fears about the power of the miniature nuclear bombs, but before they could figure it out, Wang Ming rushed towards them.

Wang Ming charged at full speed by himself. He reached the green skins who were still alive almost instantly. Most of the green skins who were still alive were seriously injured, and they had no ability to fight Wang Ming at all. To put it bluntly, in their current state, a weak mortal with a bayonet can kill ten boys alone.

Those green-skinned Wang Ming were very easy to deal with. They were all boys with missing arms and legs, and there were still some boys and bosses with relatively complete bodies, but they were completely different from other green-skinned ones in front of a Primarch.

"Jose, I'm here, send a transport plane to pick me up."

After spending an hour solving all the problems belonging to the green skins, Wang Ming took out a communicator and contacted Jose.

"Good Primarch, I will dispatch the transport plane immediately."

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

Taking advantage of this time, Wang Ming took out some things from the shopping mall and cleaned up the radiation on his body. The radiation was nothing to him, but it was a big problem for ordinary people.

The transport plane slowly passed through the sky with flying goose feathers and heavy snow, and landed on the ground not far from Wang Ming. Wang Ming walked to the side of the transport plane, opened the hatch and got in.

"Yo, isn't this John?"

After Wang Ming entered the transport plane, he took a look at the pilot, and found that he was an acquaintance. Sergeant John, this star fighter pilot who has experienced many battles, was the same pilot when he went to "Blizzard" city. The experienced pilot abruptly stopped the transport plane that was hit on the square of the Governor's Mansion.

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

John looked at Wang Ming excitedly. This is the second time he carried the Primarch. When Wang Ming was carried last time, the great Primarch even gave him a compliment. This is a kind of in John's cognition. A huge honor, even a bragging rights for him to be in his own squadron.

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

Wang Ming fixed the safety rope on the seat to himself, and then said to John.

"Thanks to the praise of the 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 are almost resolved, but there are still a lot of greenskins. The greenskins are not all concentrated in the tribes. They are scattered around the periphery of various cities, constantly attacking human cities.

The follow-up cleanup actions against them are already planned, these greenskins won't cause much trouble, maybe after learning the news of warBoss' death, those bosses may fight for power.

Wang Ming took the transport plane to the "Blizzard" city. He did not go to the governor's mansion, but went directly to the airport, and was going to take the shuttle to the star port and return to the "Imperial Truth". There is no more power armor, and you need to go to the "Imperial Truth" to have Minerva make a new set.

"Jose, please help me arrange a shuttle at the airport, I need to go to Starport."

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

"Okay, my lord, I'll arrange it for you right away."

Jose replied the instant he received the message, and the speed was so fast that Wang Ming even felt a little weird, as if it had been arranged in advance. After all, the message transmission also takes time, and Wang Ming also felt that Jose's voice was Isn't it a bit distorted?

Although he was puzzled, Wang Ming didn't think too much about it because of Jose's work efficiency and trust in Jose.

"Lord Primarch, the airport has arrived."

The transport plane landed slowly on the tarmac of the airport, and John said to Wang Ming after the transport plane came to a complete stop.

"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 Kessel 3 is like a [-]K rocket launch base, but its scale is much larger. Huge shuttles are parked on huge platforms, like pillars of the sky.

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

Wang Ming was walking on a launch platform in the airport, and immediately a "star traveler" walked up to Wang Ming, saying that he had received a notice from Jose to take Wang Ming to the shuttle.

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

Wang Ming looked at the Astartes wearing the "Star Traverser" power armor in front of him, thinking when did these boys become so serious?

"Are you Agger or Ort?"

Wang Ming looked at the Astartes in front of him and asked. In Wang Ming's impression, only two children, Agel and Ort Pekhart, could be so serious.

"I am Ort, Primarch."

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

"Oh, all right, lead the way."

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

Led by "Alt Pekhart", Wang Ming soon came to a shuttle. After the staff saluted Wang Ming and "Olt Pekhart", they Quickly opened the hatch of the shuttle.

Wang Ming and "Olt Peckhardt" walked into the shuttle. Wang Ming looked at the travelers in the shuttle suspiciously, wondering why they were here. Although he was puzzled, Wang Ming didn't say anything. He thought that these traversers should also go to the star port to return to the "Imperial Truth", right?

"The Primarch."

Those "Star Travelers" looked at Wang Ming who came in, and greeted Wang Ming in unison. Hearing the words of those "Star Travelers", Wang Ming felt more and more wrong. They are too serious.

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

After Wang Ming fixed himself on the seat, he suddenly remembered that Oort should be studying combat with Hu Jin in "Fengxue" City at this time. How could he come to the airport?
"Master Primarch, Commander Hu Jin told me to go back to the "Imperial Truth" to get some things. It happens that you are also going back to the "Imperial Truth" at this time, so I will come to pick you up."

"Olt Pekhart" sat on the seat next to Wang Ming, and answered Wang Ming after hearing Wang Ming's question.

"Not right..."

Wang Ming looked at "Olt Peckhardt", and slowly touched the bolt gun on his waist. Now Wang Ming finally realized that something was wrong.

(End of this chapter)