Mei Man: My Warhammer Simulator

Chapter 464 Save the Weepers ([-])!

If the number of mortal slaves in front of him is maintained at 3.

Then it was a piece of cake for Rorschach.

Even a space crack can definitely support everyone to pass through safely.

If it is 30 people.

Rorschach gritted his teeth and relied on prayers to the Emperor, and he might be able to sustain it, and he could barely bring everyone back to the Twin Islands base.

However, at this time, they were faced with a mighty 300 million people.

Even if the Primarch Rorschach has three heads and six arms, it can't save everyone!

At this moment, the squinting Rorschach quickly glanced over the countless mortal slaves who gradually surrounded him.

He stared at the numb faces of the mortal slaves, and the longing eyes full of hope, his lips moved a few times but he didn't know what to say.

"My lord Primarch, the Wailers are already psychologically prepared for their total annihilation. This is our duty as an Astartes, and it is the only way we can live up to the blood of Sanguinius."

At this moment, Foros, who seemed to have guessed the original body's mind, suddenly smiled freely.

He said solemnly to Rorschach in front of him:

"The Wailers are extremely grateful for the personal support of the Primarch, but we still cannot abandon these imperial people who have endured endless suffering. Perhaps for other wargroups, this behavior of the Wailers is stupid and unreasonable." Cowardly and cowardly, but the cornerstone of the battle group was to protect more imperial civilians..."

"Very well, Captain, remember what you said now, and don't forget it in the future!"

"Good people must be rewarded!"

"Now, the burden of 300 million people is also up to me, the Primarch, to fight against it!"

With a dignified expression, Rorschach raised his hand and patted the heavy shoulder armor of the battle leader Foros.

He said to the other party earnestly.

Afterwards, Rorschach casually pulled out a super-phase sword from the back of the power pack, and personally presented it to the chapter leader in front of him.

And just as the chapter leader Foros was enjoying the envious gazes from other battle brothers with a smile on his face.

Frowning slightly, Rorschach stood where he was and racked his brains to think of a way to save 300 million people.

According to Foros, Chapter Master of the Wailers.

The only battle barge other than the flagship in their regiment, and several frigates stayed in the orbit of this mine star.

But the Wailers, who had never been favored by Terra's higher-ups, didn't have many transport vehicles at all.

Even the basic vehicles in other battle groups, the Thunderhawk transport aircraft, are only a dozen or so.

If it is simply used to transport mortal slaves, it can be said to be a drop in the bucket.

In addition, the follow-up support from the green-skinned orcs will not allow them to transport mortal slaves bit by bit like ants moving house.

Most importantly, Rorschach just checked the cooling time of the space portal.

Even he and Iron David will need seven days to return safely.

"Chapter Commander, what is the purpose of this expedition you participated in? Who is the supreme commander of the entire expedition?"

At this moment, Rorschach suddenly turned his head and asked Foros, the leader of the battle group not far away, with a flash of inspiration.

"This is the Corinth Expedition hosted by the Ultramarines Chapter, the Lord Calgar of Ultramar, to drive the green-skinned marauder Skagor out of the empire's borders... Lord Primarch, what do you ask? What are you doing?"

Foros, the leader of the battle group who carried the super-phase sword on his back, was slightly taken aback.

But he still said to Rorschach in every detail.

"Because I suddenly had a bold idea, an idea that might offend many of the Lamenters, but can completely save these 300 million people!"

Rorschach, who squinted his eyes, said in a deep voice to the chapter leader Foros.

"Lord Primarch! The Wailers are not afraid of death. If you have any means, all of us will fully support your plans!"

At this moment, Foros, the battle group leader with a solemn expression, slammed the scarred pottery steel breastplate hard, and he stared at Rorschach without hesitation and said.

"In this case, then you immediately go to the bridge of the battle barge and ask the astropaths on it to contact Calgar of the Ultramarines Chapter. I want to talk to him personally!"

Rorschach, grinning sneeringly, took a deep breath.

He quickly issued his first order to the Wailers Chapter.

Not long after, a heavy communication device was barely repaired by the technical sergeants of the Wailers Chapter, and it was successfully delivered to Rorschach.

Rorschach slightly closed his eyes.

He waited patiently for the long-distance psionic communication from the Ultramarines Chapter.

"Zizizi... This is Glory of Macragge, I am Calgar, Commander of the Ultramarines Chapter, Commander-in-Chief of the Corinth Expedition, the Lamenters Chapter, why did you contact the Expedition Command again, before you carry out this mission? Before, I have personally informed everyone that you will not receive any support from friendly forces in this battle!"

"Hello, Captain Calgar, I am the No.20 two human primarchs..."

Rorschach suddenly opened his eyes.

As soon as he came up, he said to the other party like he blew himself up.

"Huh? Who are you? What did you just say? Where is Foros, Chapter Master of the Wailers?"

Calgar, who was on the opposite side of the communication channel, didn't seem to turn his head around for a while.

The other party couldn't help taking a deep breath, and there seemed to be a lot of doubts in his deep voice.

"As I said, I am the No.20 Primarch of the Human Empire, and I am now fighting side by side with the Wailers."

"Captain Calgar, you now have two choices. One is to admit that I am a real Primarch. You can send part of the fleet in your hand to save the empire here without affecting the expedition. People, the second is that you can unilaterally think that I am a false primarch, but you still need to send a part of the fleet to verify my authenticity, and you must also save the imperial people here by the way!"

"So, from the beginning of this conversation between you and me, whether you want to or not, you must send a fleet to support the Wailers!"

"Of course, if you make up your mind that this is a conspiracy by Chaos or the green-skinned orcs and choose to forget about this call, then if I have a chance in the future, I will definitely find your father of the Ultramarines in person, and It's the Primarch Robert Guilliman who's going to sue!"

The expressionless Rorschach spoke slowly and clearly to the other party.

"Ridiculous! Where did the No.20 Primarch come from in today's empire! And who are you! How dare you call your father by his name! I, Calgar, swear, I will..."

At this moment, Calgar, who had gradually entered a runaway state, let out a roar-like angry roar.

However, Luo Xia suddenly raised his Zhenjin palm, and gently turned off the power switch of the entire communicator, completely cutting off the communication with the other party.

Afterwards, taking a deep breath, he drove the Zhenjin Powered Armor to stand up slowly, and turned his head to look at the people beside him who were looking at each other.

"Okay, I think Calgar's fleet support will definitely come..."

"So, right now, our only problem is how to lead these more than 300 million people to survive the countless reinforcements from the green-skinned orcs!"

　thanks for your support!
　
(End of this chapter)