My Desperate Journey in 40k

After arranging those Extreme Marines to go to Macragge, Wang Ming prepared to take his two brothers out for a meal. After all, Wang Ming also wanted to establish a good relationship with his two brothers. No matter in which era, having a meal together is an excellent way to promote closer relations.

"Let's go, my brothers. It's time for dinner. Let's go to the cafeteria of the "Sun Fortress" and have something to eat."

Wang Ming looked at the two Primarchs and said to them that originally he just wanted the two Primarch brothers to come and see the fleet and the legion, but he didn't expect Wang Xiaofa to give him a grand military parade.

"it is good."

Guilliman and Fulgrim heard what Wang Ming said, nodded, and then went to the cafeteria of the "Sun Bastion" with Wang Ming. Wang Ming, Guilliman and Fulgrim walked in the corridor. He now prayed in his heart that there would be no trouble in the cafeteria and he could just eat normally.

As for meals, everything was relatively normal. There were service areas on the "Sun Fortress" for officers and some senior officials. After Colonel Radulovich received Wang Ming's order, he activated a banquet hall and used several automated service robots to prepare everything needed for the banquet.

In the gorgeous banquet hall, various foods were placed on a huge table in the hall. Their positions were arranged by Colonel Radulovich. It would not make people feel crowded, but it would not make people feel that the dishes were scarce. This was very subtle. Colonel Radulovich had experience in receiving distinguished guests, senior military officers, diplomats from alien civilizations, and those federal government officials. These people were not easy to deal with.

"please."

Wang Ming looked at the two brothers beside him and said to them that Wang Ming was very satisfied with the layout of the banquet hall, at least there was no chaos.

"My Lords, please allow me to serve you."

But at this moment, Wang Ming suddenly saw a familiar figure appear in the banquet hall. It was a three-meter-tall Primal Astartes wearing a chef's uniform.

"Fuck..."

Wang Ming looked at the Primaris Astartes in a chef's uniform, and thought to himself, "Why are you joining in the fun?" Colonel Radulovich had already arranged everything clearly.

However, things did not turn out as Wang Ming had expected. Everything went perfectly after the banquet began. The company commanders and regimental commanders of the 21st Legion all participated in the banquet. The three Primarchs sat together, clinking glasses, drinking the wine from Ancient Terra, and discussing the upcoming Battle of Parmenium.

"The 21st Legion can be deployed on a large scale across the entire planet. We are very familiar with this tactic. We used this tactic against the Plague Demon Army when we were in the Gobe World before."

Wang Ming said to Guilliman that the 21st Legion could take on the task of the main attack, after all, they were now the strongest legion.

"Well, in this way, the pressure on the follow-up troops will be reduced a lot."

Guilliman nodded, agreeing with Wang Ming's idea. The huge size of the 21st Legion could solve many problems of insufficient manpower.

Guilliman was amazed at everything the 21st Legion displayed. The powerful weapons and equipment, the various armored vehicles from the Great Crusade era could be seen in the regiment's equipment, the Astartes and the Mortal Auxilia were all equipped with power swords, and there were also those ships from the Golden Age. Guilliman even saw something "similar" to the STC template.

Especially after Guilliman knew that there was an entire Titan Legion following the 21st Legion, he had become numb to everything about the 21st Legion. Who knew where Wang Ming got these things from?

After the banquet, the three Primarchs determined the departure time of the expedition, and they would head to Parmenio after the fleet assembled tomorrow.

It was already night in Macragge. Guilliman and Fulgrim had already returned to Macragge from the "Sun Bastion", while Wang Ming was still on the "Sun Bastion" reorganizing the fleet.

"Do you think we can trust him?"

In Guilliman's office, Guilliman and Fulgrim sat opposite each other, and Guilliman asked Fulgrim.

"He trusts us very much... and is trying his best to show us everything about himself. Moreover..., he may be directly following orders from his father..."

After hearing Guilliman's question, Fulgrim thought about it for a while. He recalled that when Wang Ming gave him the Emperor's soul fragment, he replied to Guilliman that he never doubted Wang Ming's loyalty.

"I think too much... We have had too little contact with him. We have been separated from him since the battle on Terra. He saw his father when we were here."

Guilliman looked at Fulgrim and nodded. He was thinking too much. He shouldn't have doubted Wang Ming. If a brother like Wang Ming who was devoted to the empire would be suspected, then there would be no loyal people in the entire empire.

After discussing Wang Ming for a while, the two went to assemble the troops. Guilliman already had plans to rebuild the legion. He didn't do so before due to the situation, but now that Wang Ming has made a start, he doesn't need to worry so much. In addition to rebuilding the legion, Guilliman also formulated a plan to reorganize the Five Hundred Worlds of Ultramar. Under the current circumstances, the power of the Five Hundred Worlds should be returned to his own hands. No matter how unwilling those mortal governors are, Guilliman will still do so to lay a solid foundation for the legion he is about to rebuild.

The night passed quickly, the fleet had been assembled, and the three Primarchs were concentrated on the "Solar Bastion", which was the flagship of the fleet. After the two Primarchs officially came into contact with the "Solar Bastion", they were surprised to find that the one controlling the "Solar Bastion" was not a navy sailor, but an abominable intelligence.

"Brother Thirteen, Brother Three, don't react so strongly... This is the standard configuration of the Human Federation ships. Every ship has it. They are all soldiers of the Human Federation and are AIs that are completely loyal to humanity."

Wang Ming looked at the two Primarchs who were staring at Colonel Radulovich with a wary look on their faces, and explained to them.

"This is technology from the Dark Ages, and it's also the technology that my father banned back then."

Guilliman looked at Wang Ming, pointed at Colonel Radulovich, and said to Wang Ming that artificial intelligence was a technology that was completely banned by the Emperor back then. It was too dangerous. The fear of artificial intelligence was almost engraved into human genes after the Iron Man Rebellion. The Iron Man Rebellion caused too much damage to human civilization.

"It's okay. We have a comprehensive set of means to suppress them."

Wang Ming waved his hand and said to Guilliman in a relaxed tone that the time travelers did not completely believe in artificial intelligence. They just regarded artificial intelligence as an ordinary human captain and had prepared measures to suppress it.

An antimatter bomb is installed in all artificial intelligence computer rooms. As long as they show any signs of rebellion, these antimatter bombs will take their computer rooms into space.

The artificial intelligences also knew about the placement of these antimatter bombs. Although they regretted the distrust of humans, they still expressed understanding. They all had memories of the Iron Man Rebellion and understood why humans distrusted them.

Anyway, humans' distrust of them doesn't matter to them. They are just doing it for humans. Death or existence, as long as humans exist, nothing else matters. They are just doing it to protect humans.

"Alright, alright, don't worry, the fleet will be setting sail soon, let's plan the upcoming battle now."

Wang Ming patted Guilliman on the shoulder, then said to him and Fulgrim that the issue of artificial intelligence should not be discussed too much.

"Ah."

Guilliman looked at Wang Ming, then looked at Colonel Radulovich for a while, then nodded and went to the strategic command room with Wang Ming.

The fleet assembled and began to move together. The plasma tail flames of the sublight speed engines lit up the sky of Macragge. The fleet slowly left Macragge and headed towards Mandervere.

At the same time, a fleet of ships that looked like living creatures also began to move. The Plague Vanguard led its fleet to intercept the Imperial Fleet on its route, waiting for the Imperial Fleet to appear.

"I am more resilient than Mortarion. I am the child favored by my loving father."

Typhus stood on the bridge of the Terminus Est, talking to himself. The twisted and corrupt organic tissues around him kept wriggling, as if responding to Typhus' words.

The Plague Fleet had received a personal order from the Lord of Plague and headed to Parmenium to intercept the Imperial Fleet. Although Typhons was quite dissatisfied with the order, he still executed it because it was an order given by his kind father himself.

"The loving Father will give you divine grace..."

Beside Typhons, a twisted and swollen Nurgle demon said, but Typhons did not respond to it. It was now constantly thinking about its mission. It knew about the incident of Wang Ming's contact with Mortarion. Typhons didn't know anything about this strange Primarch, but it still wanted to give it a try to see if it could corrupt Wang Ming and make him join the arms of the father. In that way, it could prove that it was more worthy of the father's love than that "weak" guy Mortarion.

After talking about Typhons' ambitions, let's turn our attention to Parmenio. Thanks to Mortarion's efforts, nearly half of the world of Parmenio has now been corrupted into a disgusting "garden", with Nurgle zombies and Nurgle demons walking on the earth, and the atmosphere is filled with all kinds of strange and deadly viruses.

However, the warriors of the Human Empire still persisted. In the port city of Delos, a large number of Ultramar auxiliary troops were fighting day and night, and those twisted monsters continued to attack the city.

Deadly poison fog and twisted plague monsters constantly attack this human city. Human troops can only rely on the fixed weapon arrays in the city and the weapons in their hands to resist those twisted creations.

Ammunition is being consumed all the time, but those twisted monsters seem endless and will never stop attacking the city. The defenders' ammunition and spirit are being consumed by these twisted monsters. Behind those twisted monsters, a huge monster is watching this battle, looking forward to the arrival of his brothers.

252. Chapter 249 Arrival at the Parmenio System

252.

The fleet has entered the subspace. Around the fleet, two invisible forces are fighting. One force wants to push the fleet forward, and the other force wants to slow down the fleet. The two sides are fighting like this, and no one in the fleet notices.

"morning."

Wang Xiaofa climbed up from his bed and greeted Captain Chen Xi, the life management artificial intelligence in front of him.

"Good morning, Captain Wang Xiaofa."

Captain Chen Xi responded to Wang Xiaofa that there is basically no concept of time when sailing in the subspace, and only the timer on the ship can stabilize the alternation of day and night on the ship.

This is not a big deal for Astartes, after all, Astartes do not need too much sleep, but for the soldiers and crew of the mortal auxiliary army, this is very important. Long-term lack of normal sleep will make people's mental state exhausted, and in the sea of ​​souls of the Warp, they must stay awake, otherwise the distorted existence in the soul will affect those tired mortals.

Although there is the Geller force field, considering the following factors, Wang Ming still ordered that every mortal crew member and auxiliary force must sleep for eight hours in twenty-four hours to keep themselves sane.

The destructive power of Chaos is beyond the ability of humans to fully cope with. Their might can affect mortals at all times, so we must be on guard.

"How long will it take us to get out of the warp?"

Wang Xiaofa, wearing the uniform of the "Star Traveler", asked Captain Chen Xi, "They have been sailing for a long time."

"The navigator estimates that there is still about a day left. The navigator said that there is a force helping the fleet to move forward, but the navigator only told Captain Wang Ming the specific details."

Captain Chen Xi replied to Wang Xiaofa that the navigator saw something that was helping the fleet reach Parmenio as soon as possible.

"The Emperor? It should be him."

Wang Xiaofa listened to Captain Chen Xi's answer and guessed in his heart that the mastermind behind the advancement of the fleet was probably the Emperor. Moreover, he heard that the Emperor had an incarnation on Parmenio, a little girl. Wang Xiaofa was already looking forward to seeing the Emperor in women's clothes.

"Snapped!"

Just when Wang Xiaofa had this thought, he suddenly felt someone pat his head. Wang Xiaofa immediately looked around, but there was nothing.

"Fuck, Your Majesty, I was just thinking about it..."

Wang Xiaofa looked at the empty room and immediately understood. It was obvious that the Emperor who had been following the fleet had hit him. Was it really that serious? He was just thinking about it.

After being treated like this by the Emperor, Wang Xiaofa suddenly became rebellious and he had to take a good look at that girl.

"Snapped!"

one more time.

The Emperor's consciousness looked at Wang Xiaofa and smiled. It was indeed a good decision to pull these children from the "past" of the Sea of ​​Souls. At least they would not regard him as an inviolable god, and even teased him from time to time. Under the influence of these children, part of his humanity had begun to stabilize.

"The empire is in danger, and humanity is in danger of extinction. I, Yang Fan, am here to pay tribute to the Emperor. I hope the Emperor can bless us to arrive safely, and I hope the Emperor can bless the lives of the local people."

In a room in the "Sun Fortress" that was converted into a church, Yang Fan and a group of time travelers held three incense sticks and bowed to a statue of the emperor, and then inserted the incense into the incense burner in front of the statue of the emperor.

Wang Ming was watching them from behind. He did not comment on this unique worship ceremony, but when these guys took out the yellow paper, Wang Ming could no longer hold back. What on earth are you doing? The emperor is not dead yet!

"Clap clap clap!"

A crisp slapping sound was heard in the church. Wang Ming was also slapped. Wang Ming vaguely heard the words "If a son is not well educated, it is the fault of the father."

"Emperor, you are so free..."

Wang Ming felt himself being hit, complained in his heart, and then put on his helmet.

The perspective turns to Parmenio, in the port city of Delos, where soldiers in fully enclosed protective clothing are constantly shuttling between various fronts. They are wearing fully enclosed force feedback power armor, which is also the credit of the Industrial World Group. A large amount of equipment has been sent to various worlds of the Empire under the day and night work of the Industrial World Group. Parmenio in Ultramar has also received these equipment.

"Turn the laser rifles to maximum power, otherwise our attacks will be useless against those traitors. Ron, pull up that laser cannon."

On one front line, a non-commissioned officer was commanding his squad to deal with the attacks of the Nurgle army. The laser rifle beams never stopped, and laser beams and artillery fire had always been the main theme of the front line.

"Sergeant, when will the backup arrive?"

Ron pushed a huge twin-mounted laser cannon and asked the sergeant as he pushed the cannon. They didn't know how long they had been fighting here. They could only wear fully enclosed power armor every day. Even their meals were delivered by the life-support system in the power armor, which supplied them with various tasteless nutrient solutions.

"Soon... Didn't the Astropath tell us before? The Lord Regent and the Lord Protector are on their way to Parmenio. They will be here soon."

The sergeant looked at Ron who was pushing the laser cannon, and patiently told him that the battles in the past few days had pushed everyone's nerves to the limit. Those twisted and disgusting monsters were attacking the defense line all the time. There were also those traitors who were hiding among those monsters waiting for an opportunity to strike, and they could launch a fatal attack on the human position at any time.

"Snapped!!!"

Just as the two were talking, the fixed weapon array in the city suddenly opened fire. A red laser beam shot out from the laser cannon array in the city and shot towards the Nurgle demons that were attacking the city. The temperature around them also rose a lot at this moment.

The tactical eyepiece of the helmet that comes with the force feedback power armor instantly reduced its photosensitivity and turned into sunglasses.

"Those damn guys are attacking again..."

The sergeant cursed, picked up his laser rifle and went to the front line. They had to guard the city and protect the continent before the Primarch arrived.

The sergeant and Enro went to the front line. They and the soldiers looked at the surging demons in front of them, pointed their weapons firmly at them, and pulled the triggers in their hands.