Galactic Conflict: I Restore the Glory of Humanity

"Alright, run faster!"

Along with this roar, inside the Super Seminary, Kahn was leading a group of people from the Xiongbing Company in a high-intensity training march.

It is called a training march, but in fact it is almost the same as a real confrontation with real swords and guns.

"You'll thank me now, you bunch of losers! Hurry up! Run faster!"

Kahn, holding a chainsaw axe, chased the Xiongbing Company closely from behind.

He kept saying that he wanted to let the Xiongbing Company do running exercises, but in fact he was training them like sandbags.

"Instructor Kahn, oh my god, I can't stand it anymore!" Liu Chuang ran out of breath and couldn't help but turn back and shout to Kahn.

However, before he could finish his words, Kahn kicked Liu Chuang in the butt.

Liu Chuang, wearing dark alloy armor, flew straight forward.

"You said that Bai Lian can't even defeat a well-coordinated PDF infantry regiment! What qualifications do you have to speak here?" Kahn cursed while raising the chainsaw axe again and rushed towards Ge Xiaolun.

"Instructor Kahn! I really know I was wrong!" After Ge Xiaolun shouted this at the top of his lungs, he suffered the same fate as Liu Chuang. He was caught up by Kahn and kicked hard.

Kahn sneered and continued to scold: "You are just a bunch of cowards! Without the green boss, the farts are braver than you. Your organization and discipline are not even as good as PDF (Planetary Defense Force), and your fighting skills are worse than those of the Tau people in combat uniforms!"

After saying that, Kahn strode towards Ge Xiaolun, picked him up with one hand effortlessly, and threw him away like trash.

At this moment, the Super Seminary has been transformed into an indestructible fortress under the psychic spell of a Thousand Sons Wizard.

Not only that, there are also a constant stream of illusions that interfere with those who try to spy on the internal situation of the Super Seminary.

Today, these members of the heroic army are in a desperate situation, with no one to turn to for help.

At this time, they had no choice but to obey the teachings and training of the Space Marines.

"Hahahaha! Learn from me, Master Xin. As long as you run fast enough, nothing can catch up with me!" Zhao Xingang stood aside and laughed triumphantly at the reunion of Ge Xiaolun and Liu Chuang, secretly thanking himself for running fast and avoiding a fierce battle.

However, what he never expected was that Kahn suddenly appeared in front of him as fast as lightning in the blink of an eye.

Zhao Xin didn't even have time to react. He could only watch Kahn's fist, as big as a sandbag, rushing towards him.

"Shit..." Zhao Xin widened his eyes in horror, but it was too late to dodge.

There was a dull thud as Kahn's fist mercilessly smashed into Xin Zhao's face. The blow was so powerful that Xin Zhao felt dizzy and saw stars.

"Master Xin, my handsome face..." Zhao Xin wailed in pain, his body flying backwards involuntarily. After drawing an arc in the air, he fell heavily beside Ge Xiaolun.

At this moment, the three friends from Durban suffered the same fate. They were all knocked away by Kahn's powerful force, and then lay on the ground in a mess with their heads hitting the ground.

Kahn looked at the three people lying on the ground, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a disdainful smile.

He stretched his muscles, feeling the power surging in his body, and then glanced at the remaining members of the Xiongbing Company.

"Who wants to be next?" Kahn's voice was cold and threatening, and there was a hint of chill in his eyes.

He slowly glanced at everyone, as if looking for his next target.

Rui Mengmeng swallowed nervously. She wanted to say something, but swallowed the words back when they reached her lips.

At this moment, Kahn suddenly moved, his figure flashing quickly like a ghost. Then, another dull noise was heard.

Rui Mengmeng only felt an irresistible force coming at her, and her whole body flew out in an instant as if she was hit by a speeding truck.

Her body rolled in the air and finally fell heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

"Super soldiers need to be trained, otherwise they are just a group of ordinary people who can withstand a beating."

Yang Cheng stood quietly in the woods, gazing at the training ground of the Xiongbing Company in the distance; at the same time, Sun Wukong leaned leisurely under a big tree, holding a peach in his hand.

"I finally figured out the situation, but honestly, what is your plan?" Sun Wukong took a bite of the peach, then stood up and stood next to Yang Cheng.

"Thanks to you for repeatedly defending this desolate planet against demonic attacks, otherwise I would have sent you to the collection room deep in the palace." After all, Sun Wukong is still of some use. After being strengthened by the imperial genetic technology, his strength is no less than that of the original body before releasing the power of the warp.

"Alien races oppress humans. I, Sun Wukong, know the pain of being oppressed. There is nothing wrong with what you did." Sun Wukong swallowed the last bite of the peach and then asked, "How do you deal with those angels? How do you plan to deal with them?"

"You don't need to worry about this matter. Palpatine and Horus will take care of it." Yang Cheng said coldly, and then continued to look into the distance.

"It seems that I overestimated you..."

Looking at the members of the Xiongbinglian falling to the ground one after another, Kahn said helplessly.

Although his nickname was "World-Eater Commissar", he was still helpless when faced with this group of incompetent things.

"By the way, your individual combat abilities are not good, have you ever killed anyone?"

"kill…………"

Hearing this word, all the members of the Xiongbinglian except Qiangwei shook their heads. After all, this word was too far away for them.

“I’ve never killed anyone…”

Kahn glanced at the people in front of him, then fell into deep thought again.

The number of lives he had taken could at least fill an entire city, yet these so-called super soldiers in front of him had never even seen blood.

"I remember there are alien captives. Bring 10,000 of them here. Then bring some Imperial Guards here. Let these things, which are purer than cotton, experience the darkness of the galaxy." Kahn said to the World Eaters Space Marine standing beside him.

"Well, we can only bring over 2000 at the moment. The rest have been requisitioned by Ahriman. He said he wants to use the souls of those aliens for the ritual."

"What are those nerds going to do now? Never mind, just bring as many as you can."

After Kahn finished speaking, he glanced at the Space Marines of the Thousand Sons Legion who were eating watermelon on the side.

"Come here and help."