Far East - Great Otrama Field - Danak System.

Kiliman's original plan was only to show his sincerity by using the political faction led by Wagner as a victim, saying that the Movers would send troops to jointly defend against the threat of the Tyranids...... But he never thought that the other party directly handed over the command of a huge fleet of more than 10,000 to himself, which directly solved the urgent need to solve the current shortage of military strength of Otrama, but at the same time, it also brought a lot of troubles to Kiliman.

Because only when you really handle it can you find out that the fleet of the Bullet Star is actually problematic, and it is a big problem.

The first is that not even one of the tens of thousands of these combat ships is equipped with a 'Geller force field' to stabilize reality, and such an unprotected ship would be a pure ration for the Chaos Demons once they sail through subspace.

…… However, it seems that the ships of the Slingers do not need to sail through subspace, either jump or go through the stargate network, and their dependence on the Geller force field is indeed not as great as that of the Imperial ships.

Secondly, the Bullet Man and the Order of Truth he founded seem to be completely unconcerned about the history of the Iron Man Rebellion, nor the risk of the ship's AI being corrupted by Chaos, and they have adopted dangerous AI operating systems in large starship-class mechanical facilities. Although the intelligence of these AIs is not yet large enough to have the ability to think for themselves, that is, strong artificial intelligence, it is far beyond the tolerance of the laws of the Empire.

For this reason, Killiman had to obtain the consent of the Order of Truth to send someone to dismantle all the artificial intelligence programs carried on this fleet, and replace them with the traditional Thinker Array of the Empire as the carrier of the warship system - the wet parts of the Ponderor Array are generally taken from the living brains of Imperial slaves or mechanical clones, and after special processing, they are connected to the system and used as computers.

I don't believe in iron and stone, I only believe in flesh and blood. This maxim, which is said to have been uttered by the human emperor himself, was perfectly embodied at this time.

While the Mechanical Clergy reoutfits the vast fleet of contemplative arrays he has gathered, Killiman begins preparations for an expeditionary force to Terra. Terra had been out of touch with the Greenskins for far too long, and if it weren't for the constant flickering light of the Torch, Kiliman would have thought that the human throne world had fallen under the alien tracks.

Thinking back to the Horus Rebellion 10,000 years ago, Killiman was heartbroken, and he realized that it was because of his indecision that the loyal side missed the best opportunity to defeat the rebels. The 250,000 ultramarines, a huge force that no one can ignore, squatted in Otrama and fought the whole game, allowing Horus to rush into Terra, mash St. Giles into angel sauce and knock the emperor half-through.

Whenever he thinks of the loss of the year, Killiman can't help but feel heartbroken. But this time it's different.

"This time, I have no reservations, even if the bullet is a treacherous, even if Otlama is destroyed after my departure, I will never look back at my hometown. …… This time, I will never miss another chance to save Terra......" Killiman clenched his fists, his heart already on fire.

While the expeditionary fleet heading to Terra was preparing for battle, Kiliman decided to hurry up and deal with a more pressing matter.

On this day, a transport plane with a sky blue livery carried Killiman himself and his Proto-Body Guard out of the atmosphere of the main Danak star and began to fly to the hideous and ugly mechanical planet hovering in orbit around the nest.

It was the month of war for the Greenskins, and since the end of the war to snipe the Aether Worms, it had stayed in the sky above Danak's main planet.

For this group of green-skinned orcs who opened their mouths to be the Blood Sacrifice God Emperor, who wanted to sacrifice their heads at every turn, and claimed to be extreme warriors, there were two opinions among Otrama: one was to kill them all, and the other was to find out what happened to them and kill them all.

Killiman belongs to the second type, so Kaul didn't further blow up the War Moon after sniping the Aether Worm.

Killiman boarded the month of war on a transport plane this time was also invited by the other party's extraordinarily thick and sturdy green-skinned war leader, yes, the greenskins even have etiquette and etiquette, and also invited the original body to have a diplomatic meeting together, which all ultramarines never expected.

After boarding the hot surface of the battle moon steel, Killiman led his heavily armed Primordial Guards vigilantly and politely to a clear open field that had been cleared in advance, which was specially requested by Killiman, who did not believe in this group of rough orcs from the bottom of his heart, so he was ready from the beginning to deal with a sudden attack that did not speak of martial virtues.

In the open-air arena, Killiman meets the Warboss who rules the battle moon: Maurius Tsasa.

and the Greenskin Leader's Chief Strategist, Wise Boy: Scolding Pompilius.

"Wise boy? New varieties of green skins? There has never been an account of an orc in this posture in the Empire's previous archives...... Is it related to their blasphemy of worshipping the emperor? The Chief Clerk, who was standing one step behind Kiliman's side, was apprehensive.

Every important meeting and high-level meeting in the Empire must have a special clerk present to record every word and punctuation mark spoken by the parties, and this diplomatic negotiation with the Greenskin was no exception.

The thought flashed through the clerk's brain, and the next moment, he picked up the pen, for the original body had spoken.

Killiman's attitude was very dry, and he asked directly: "Maurius Ransa, right?" On more than one occasion in previous battles with the Elvens and Zergs, I have seen your orc warriors don armor that mimics that of Ultramarines, shouting 'For the Emperor' and fighting their enemies...... I want to know which emperor you are talking about? ”

Then I heard the green-skinned Warboss, who was more than 4 meters tall and more than 1/3 of his body had been converted into machinery, opened his bloody mouth and roared enthusiastically in a hoarse voice like hot gasoline poured on steel: "Of course the great Lord of Mankind! ”

"A super big muscle bully who is more cunning than Brother Eng and more ferocious than Brother Mao!! The most waaagh !! in history The presence of waaagh!! Waaagh!! The invincible overlord, His Majesty the Supreme God Emperor!! ”

Listening to the pure Gothic language that smelled of the old Terra's double-headed eagle flag, Kiliman's fists clenched silently, and even the power blade in the hands of the victorious sword guard behind him trembled involuntarily.

"I see, it turns out that you and the people of the empire really believe in the same emperor......" Kiriman laughed twice, and then asked, "Can you tell us why you chose to believe in the emperor?" ”

As far as Kiriman knows, all the green-skinned orcs believe in violent gods named Brother Gang and Brother Mao, Brother Gang is cunning and ferocious, and Brother Mao is cruel and cunning, and these two abstract existences can be said to be the embodiment of the abstract behaviors and thoughts of the Greenskin race.

So why did Greenskin abandon the belief in Mao and worship the human emperor instead? Kiriman couldn't be puzzled, couldn't it be the emperor who beat up the second brother with a big stick and forcibly forced these greenskins to submit to his obscenity?

It shouldn't be like that...... Right?

"In fact, our relationship with the emperor has been around for a long time." At this moment, the wise boy standing beside Maurius Tsasa spoke.

The chief military advisor of the Extreme Clan, angrily scolded Pompilius and shook his head and said, "You should all know that we Orcs are actually asexual creatures that do not distinguish between male and female. ”

Killiman nodded slightly, and said in his heart: "Indeed, according to the research of many biological sages, the green-skinned orcs are not animals in the conventional sense, not even plants, but a special compound creature between animals, plants, and fungi.

"Spores." Killiman thought silently.

"Fight." The wise boy said with his teeth bared.

Pompilius grinned and continued:

"Fighting is all we have to do and all the reason we have to do it alive. We like to fight, any kind of fighting, smashing with fists, slashing with knives, biting with teeth, blowing up with guns, shelling with cannons...... The worse the fight, the more I like it, and the more intense the fight, the more energetic...... Blood was splattered and flesh foam flew, and every fight and every wound caused by the fight would allow more green spores to float from the wounds to the air and the ground, and the spores-contaminated land would grow more screaming Oak boys, and this was how we expanded the population. ”

"According to the definition of human shrimp on reproductive behavior, fighting is our orc's courtship and crossing, and every lively group fight is unscrupulous, so to be more serious, our Orc clan is actually strengthening the canned food and bean sprouts of the whole galaxy all the time......"

Kiliman's forehead was throbbing, and he was already angry, but the etiquette education given by his adoptive parents made Kiliman endure his monstrous anger, and he gritted his teeth and asked, "So, what does this have to do with your belief in the emperor?" ”

"That's a big deal!" The wise boy opened his big mouth, revealing a mouthful of jagged buckteeth, and said happily:

"In the old days a long time ago, the emperor was still in the great expedition team, and the emperor at that time personally led the great expeditionary fleet, preparing to attack the core territory of our orcs, the Ulanor orc empire."

"On the periphery of the Ulannor Orc Empire, there is a place called the Draco Star Zone, when attacking the Draco Star Zone, the Emperor took the lead and jumped to the surface of the planet to fight melee with a group of orc bosses, but he didn't expect it to be a hollow planet powered by a plasma core."

"The hollow planet finally collapsed, and the emperor who fell into the star core missed for a moment, and was choked by the neck by a large orc warlord, unable to move. If it weren't for the fact that Horus, who had not yet become a war commander at the time, did his best to abolish one of the warlord's mechanical arms and create an opportunity for the emperor to use spiritual energy to fight back, otherwise the emperor would be in danger......"

At this point, the quill in the hand of the clerk behind Kiriman was trembling to the point that he could not write even a single precise word, and every sword guard veteran had a hideous glint under his helmet. Even Killiman was a rare failure to suppress the emotions in his heart, and his anger was overflowing.

This filthy alien, this abominable monster, how dare it slander the emperor like this?!

However, the wise boy was still gushing: "I also told you just now, fighting is part of our orc breeding behavior, so the emperor personally jumped to fight with us back then, undoubtedly taking the initiative to ......communicate with the orcs."

"What's more, that mighty and majestic orc warlord even strengthened the emperor in turn, and he played suffocating by choking his neck......"

"The emperor is having such a big time, hehe...... Didn't you just ask us why we believe in the emperor? It was all because the Emperor had participated in the group of orc warlords in the Draco Star Region back then...... ...... handover"

"Enough!" Kiliman took the case.

Unable to hold back the anger of patience and the blood that filled his heart, the helm of domination on the head of the Lord of the Ultramarines ignited with raging fire, and Kiriman angrily drew the Emperor's Sword that burned with golden flames, pointing the blade at the head of the orc in front of him.

Even Robert Kiliman, who has always been a staunch supporter of the truth of the Empire and has never worshipped the emperor as a god, would never tolerate an alien slandering his father with such filthy words in front of him!!

"Heretic, I swear to kill you!!"

"Heretic, I swear to kill you!!"

The veterans of the Ultramarines' sword guards followed the steps of the original body and drew their weapons, and the blades of the power sword could not wait to drink the blood of the aliens, only in this way could they vent the anger and hatred of the supreme god emperor being desecrated in front of them, and only in this way could they comfort the innocent souls who died in the orc carnival.

Killiman is ready to tear his face apart, the secret letter of the original body has been sent to the Great Sage Orr through secret channels, and the six heavily armed Blackstone Fortresses are about to bombard the desecrated Moon of War and the aliens on it to smithereens today. Kiriman himself had already swung the Emperor's Sword at the semi-mechanized green-skinned warlord who was over 4 meters tall.

However, in the face of the sudden attack of the Ultramarines, the greenskins in front of them not only showed the slightest anger and stunned, but were very happy.

Maurius laughed and raised his oversized hydraulic claw in his left hand, and a laser prosthetic eye and an original eye shot scarlet light at the same time. The Warboss roared in ecstasy as he met the Primordial Blade's blazing blade.

The moment before the blade of the Emperor's Sword made contact with the orc mechanical arm, the voice that came from the mouth of Maurius Tsusa was:

"Hearing about your father's heroic deeds against the crowd excites you?! Can't wait to make friends with us?! Haha, come on!! ”

For some reason, the sword in Kiliman's hand suddenly lost a little of the sharpness it should have.

(End of chapter)