Galactic Conflict: I Restore the Glory of Humanity

(The author solemnly promises that although this book will be mixed with things about Warhammer, such as psykers, this book will never be like some science fiction novels that are euphemistically called science fiction. In fact, it does not respect the original work and turns into fantasy. Written on the road, the author will never make such a stupid mistake. This book only promises that human beings are supreme and glory will last forever)

(The author has consulted the original work before writing and will not make any low-level mistakes)

"Fu Rui? No one really likes Fu Rui, right?"

Yang Cheng looked at the latest race report with boredom. The only thing Yang Cheng felt about this upright walking animal was nausea.

"A dog is a dog. No matter how smart it becomes and learns wisdom, it still can't hide the fact that it is a dog. Exterminate it."

Yang Cheng drew a cross on this alien race. According to the empire's skull and genetic requirements, this alien race will definitely be exterminated.

Yang Cheng thought of this and thought of a joke. A time traveler is accompanied by a group of alien friends and regular alien troops? , euphemistically called it help, but in the end, it actually called mankind’s eternal glory?

Yang Cheng couldn't help but laugh when he thought of this. He would not do such a thing. An alien is an alien. No matter how just and cute it is, it is still an alien. The fate of the alien in the empire is already clear.

"For the Empire! Burn the aliens! Long live the Emperor!"

The anti-ground light spear shines on the land of this planet, and countless species known as Furui in previous lives are being wiped out.

"I love this feeling of killing aliens! Let the Emperor's light shine over this planet!"

The person responsible for carrying out this extermination order was a radical Inquisitor of the Order Against Foreigners, who loved to carry out the task of extermination orders issued by the Emperor himself.

"You like killing aliens so much, why don't you lead a team to kill them yourself?"

A fellow inquisitor looked at the crazy look in front of him and complained.

"Nonsense, do you think I'm mentally ill? Our technology is crushing, and we still have enough firepower. Why should I be so stupid as to go down and lead the team to kill by myself?"

The judge smiled and then began to order the whirlwind torpedoes to greet them.

Virus bombs swept the entire world, and the wrath of the Empire roared across the land.

"Pray to be reincarnated as a human in your next life, alien"

The judge looked at what was happening below with a cruel face.

The cats and dogs ran wildly during the attack, trampling and pushing each other. At this moment, they just wanted to survive.

But how could they outrun the Imperial bombings?

At this moment, a group of dogs wearing simple power armor rushed out, and then sent the fleeing civilians to the shelter in an orderly manner.

"Look, I'll just say it, it's always better to be cautious, otherwise I might have been in a hard fight by now and called for backup."

The judge patted his colleague on the shoulder and took a sip of tea.

"There was once a Sha Dollar who took advantage of his own advantage and jumped into a duel with the rebels. He also brought many soldiers with him. What do you think of him?"

"how is it?"

The judge asked curiously. She was only a newly appointed judge, and she still needed to learn from the elders about this kind of thing.

"He lost a hand, an eyeball, and the lives of hundreds of soldiers. Haha, I believe no one can do such a stupid thing, right?"

"Then, as a veteran, I remind you that when you are sure that you have an absolute advantage and can win even if you fight alone, think of other things at this time. Don't be like a fart like my friend. , I think I know a lot, but in fact I don’t know anything about it.”

As the old judge drank the last sip of tea, the extermination order also came to an end.

Several cyclone torpedoes bombarded the ground, and countless aliens died miserably in the flames.

The entire planet had been bombarded by warships and no grass could grow, but this was not enough.

As the final attack order was issued, the planet was completely shattered, and another race perished at the hands of mankind.

"Sir, I have a question"

"Tell me, kid, if it's a heretical question, I suggest you don't ask, because I might break your heart at any time."

The inquisitor pulled up an expensive cigar and then looked at the novice in front of him.

"Why don't we unite with some other aliens and let them destroy other aliens? In other words, there are some aliens who are good for human beings. Why should we beat them to death with a stick?"

"Haha, you should be lucky that you asked me in my office and not in the corridor, otherwise I would kill you on the spot with the order to judge heretics."

The judge sat down and stared at the newcomer in front of him.

"You don't want to sleep with an inhuman species in your bed. You don't want to see that the person who greets you every morning is not a human being, but all kinds of weird and twisted aliens."

"Do you know their hearts? They may want to kill you at any time. Do you still remember the tragedy?"

"You said there might be good people among the aliens, but I also said there are nutrients in feces. Would you choose to eat feces?"

"When you execute the extermination order, your men will have tens of billions, hundreds of billions of lives dissipated under your order. They may be children, parents, or old people, but their premise is that aliens are born. They deserve to die, not to mention that they have betrayed us before, we just retaliate in kind."

The judge said these things calmly.

"Remember, you are an inquisitor of the Alien Order. You can collect alien scientific information and confiscate alien weapons. But if you have ever cooperated with those dirty, shameless and despicable aliens, I swear I will The first one to break you"

(Absolute human supremacy)