Immortal, My Desperate Journey at 40k

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 the war in this world would be It becomes even harder to fight.

The war continued, and soon, what Wang Ming was most worried about finally appeared. Titans suddenly appeared on the planet and entered the battlefield at some unknown time. The flesh and blood on their bodies continued to twist. Under their feet, groups of cultists and hundreds of Chaos Space Marines were forming formations and advancing towards the Imperial forces 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're okay?"

Hu Jin, who was beside Wang Ming, listened to Wang Ming's scolding. Compared with the extremely dirty words and Wang Ming's extremely calm expression, Hu Jin asked Wang Ming cautiously.

"I..., I'm fine, I couldn't be better."

After Wang Ming heard Hu Jin's words, he turned his head and replied to Hu Jin expressionlessly. 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 calmly said to Hu Jin as he walked. 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 degree. To a certain extent, the boss is still a human being with rich emotions.

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. In the process, he had to remain rational, but Wang Ming's performance It's too exaggerated. What he thinks is rational seems to others to be like him not expressing his emotions after being greatly stimulated.

"Hmm..., something's wrong..., this is!!!"

Just when Wang Ming had just arrived on the battlefield and was about to fight with the second group of time-travelers on the battlefield, he suddenly heard a gunshot from behind. The gunshot was very familiar to him. Having been killed many times by this weapon, Wang Ming knew what it was. It was the Necron's 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 didn't think it was the Necron who killed him. All the land in Ivanir's world had been 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 soldier. The soldier's face changed like this, and he also held a gun with a green light in his hand.

"Assassin's 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. Damn it. High Lords, damn the Court of Assassins, they're having convulsions again.

"Zi..."

As the assassin's second shot hit Wang Ming's head, Wang Ming was completely dead. His body collapsed on the ground, and the warhammer in his hand slipped to his side.

The assassin looked at Wang Ming in front of him. He did not make any unnecessary moves. Instead, he changed his appearance again and turned into a mortal auxiliary. He walked towards the battlefield ahead. His mission had been completed, and as a An assassin who assassinates the Primarch must die. The Assassin Court knows that all time travelers have personal terminals. They cannot provide technical means to block the monitoring of these terminals. The only way to prevent assassins from leaving evidence of the Assassin Court's assassination is to Just let this assassin die.

In order to complete this assassination, the Assassin's Court and the Inquisitor had made a lot of preparations, including these Chaos Troops and Chaos Titans. They were deceived by spreading false information about the STC template through informants in the subspace.

They would do anything to kill the Primarch, even joining forces with the Chaos traitors of the Warp.

"I'm going to the fucking Court of Assassins, 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. He looked at the battlefield in front of him. After picking up his war hammer, he said angrily that he must return to Terra after this war is over and must capture and reform the Grand Master of the Assassin Court. Become a machine servant.

But before that, the matter at hand still had to be solved. Wang Ming took the warhammer and walked to the battlefield again. On the battlefield, because of Wang Ming's death, the second group of time travelers were originally angry because of the appearance of the Chaos troops. After Wang Ming died, they immediately fell into a rage. They dropped their bolt guns and rushed towards the Chaos Titan and Chaos troops with explosives and melee weapons.

This 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 auxiliaries 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 soldier with only one leg suddenly stood up. He held a cane and said to Wang Ming. With this soldier taking the lead, other wounded soldiers who could still move expressed their opinions to Wang Ming. Still determined to continue fighting, Wang Ming looked at the wounded soldiers in front of him with helplessness on his face. These wounded soldiers misunderstood. They thought that Wang Ming wanted to retreat the wounded soldiers, but Wang Ming wanted to withdraw from the entire battlefield. All the mortal auxiliary armies, this war no longer belongs to them after the appearance of the Titans. 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 battlefield. Wang Ming does not want to let The senseless sacrifice of soldiers.

"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. He looked at these soldiers who 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. The currency, you and I, must use it well, right?"

Wang Ming looked at the mortal auxiliary troops in front of him. He knew each of them. He knew the origins of these mortal auxiliary troops and the world they came from. Their names were all remembered by Wang Ming. In fact, it was not just them. , Wang Ming remembered the name of every member of the 21st Army Corps. He knew every member of the 21st Army Corps. He did not want anyone to sacrifice for no reason.

"This is the Lord Protector's order, children."

After Wang Ming said these words, looking at the mortal auxiliary troops who still had no intention of retreating, he finally said something that they could not disobey. 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, Kasatos, who was chatting with the traveler on the other side in the fleet, sneezed.

"Ah...who missed me?"

Kasathos sneezed. He looked at the traveler in front of him with confusion, and then asked him. He had never sneezed in so many years as an Astartes. Someone must have missed 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 go have tea."

Kasatos took the document and started working. He didn't know that on the planet, Wang Ming was watching 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 chain sword is turning. Plasma and The roar of the automatic macro cannon shook the heaven and the earth. The huge god machines like mountains were killing each other. The loud sound of the horn resounded throughout the battlefield, bringing the miracle of Omnisiah to everyone.

"Holy machine soul, may you, like the great Lord Protector, destroy all heretics and show the power of the God of Machines..."

Captain Karnat on a Protector-class Titan looked at the Chaos Titan in front of him. He recited the binary prayer compiled for the Protector-class Titan, while thinking about what his father, Captain Voranat, taught him. Given his fighting skills, this was his first battle, but it was a pity that his father could not see his son, from a reserve Titan captain to the real Titan captain now.

The Lord Protector-level Titan runs across the earth. Compared with other Titans, he seems a bit out of place with the several Star-level Titans around him. Although they also have a large number of imperial-style decorations and sacred reliefs on their bodies, they There is still a bit too much sense of technology on the body.

Following Karnat's operation, the Lord Protector-class Titan rushed towards a Chaos Warlord-class Titan. As it approached the Chaos Warlord-class Titan, the Chainsword of the Lord Protector-class Titan also began to rotate rapidly, but it did not Without waiting for close combat, the Lord Protector-class Titan and the Chaos Warlord-class Titan opened fire directly. The energy beams of two volcano cannons flew in the air. Facing the energy beam, the Lord Protector-class Titan suddenly reacted in a strange manner. Speed ​​dodged it, but not completely, but at least it didn't let the blow hit the Titan's cab directly.

"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 he spoke were words that he was extremely familiar with. They were what his father often said when teaching him, His father felt that his tactics were too radical. The battle between Titans should not rush in and engage in 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 talking to him was not his father, but the machine soul of the Titan. He was not training virtually. In the cabin, but on top of the real Lord Protector-level Titan.