Galactic Conflict: I Restore the Glory of Humanity

"Is this where the aliens are?" Zhuang Sen stood in the white and sci-fi cabin, stroking the wall made of special composite materials, with a hint of curiosity and vigilance in his eyes.

Next to Zhuang Sen stood two Terminator veterans. They were tall and mighty, giving people an unshakable feeling.

Next to the two Terminator veterans, kneeling were hundreds of Nova Federation traders.

They were wearing clean white tights, with their hands on their heads, kneeling neatly in the cabin, their faces full of fear and despair.

Zhuang Sen walked up to them, swept his cold eyes over each of them, and then said loudly: "I am my father's first son. I should be the best among all the primarch brothers. So, everyone, who can tell me the military deployment of Nova?"

No one responded to Zhuang Sen's question, and the entire cabin fell into silence.

Zhuang Sen frowned slightly, obviously dissatisfied with the silence.

"boom!"

With a gunshot, several Nova people were blown into a bloody mist.

The one who caused all this was a Terminator veteran holding a heavy bomb. He held the heavy bomb in his hand and stared at the prisoners in front of him.

At this time, Zhuang Sen was holding a long sword, slowly scanning the group of Nova Federation traders, and finally stopped at a Nova who looked younger.

Jonson reached out and grabbed the man by the collar, lifting him off the ground.

The new star was frightened and his face turned pale, his lips trembled, and his eyes were full of fear. Zhuang Sen stared into his eyes and said coldly: "If you don't want to die like that man just now, tell me your military deployment."

"No...I don't know..."

The man stammered and tried to explain, but Jonson didn't give him a chance.

He swung his sword without hesitation, and the blade quickly pierced the man's body.

Blood gushed out, dripping along the blade onto the deck, forming a pool of blood.

Zhuang Sen threw the body aside expressionlessly, then looked around again and said coldly: "Who else wants to test my patience?"

"This is our military deployment, we are willing to surrender"

A slightly younger crew member tremblingly handed a star map to Zhuangsen. His face was as pale as paper, his body kept shaking, and his eyes were full of fear and despair, as if he had seen the end of the world.

Zhuang Sen took the star map, took a closer look, nodded with satisfaction, and then gave an order to the Space Marines behind him: "Catch them all and deal with them later." After that, he turned to look at the crew member who delivered the star map and asked coldly: "Is there anything else?"

The crew member trembled and replied, "No, sir. Please let us go, we are just ordinary crew members, we don't want to die..."

Zhuang Sen looked at him expressionlessly and said slowly: "Very good, Albedo, check and see if it is true."

After receiving Zhuangsen's order, a Space Marine walked up to the new star without hesitation and took off his helmet.

"What do you want to do! What do you want to do! No! No!"

The Nova was lifted up with a scream, and then the Space Marine named Albedo bit the Nova's head without hesitation.

As his memories were read, Albedo determined the next deployment of the Nova Federation.

After throwing the body aside, Albedo quickly reported the information he had obtained so far.

After giving the order, Zhuang Sen returned to his Queen of Glory-class battleship. At this time, with Zhuang Sen's departure, a bloody massacre began.

"I will use this power to lay the foundation for myself as my father's favorite child. I am the sharpest blade in my father's hand, not Horus."

Zhuang Sen sat in the command chair, crossed his arms, and spoke seriously. His eyes revealed a firm determination and confidence, as if he was full of confidence in his plan.

He stood up and walked to the observation deck of the bridge. A brutal massacre was taking place on a satellite below the battleship.

The ground was stained with blood, and the bodies were piled up like a mountain. It was a tragic scene. However, there was no mercy on Zhuangsen's face, but he looked cold and ruthless.

"This is just the beginning. There are more enemies waiting for us to destroy." Zhuang Sen murmured to himself. He knew that only through continuous fighting and victory could he prove his worth and become the best son in his father's mind.

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"Although Horus is powerful, he is not omnipotent. He is far inferior to me in commanding troops and fighting alone." Zhuang Sen said with a hint of disdain in his tone.

Horus had always been his father's favorite and was regarded as the son with the most potential.

But Jonson was not willing to be inferior to him. He was eager to prove his strength, surpass Horus, and become the favorite in his father's eyes.

At this moment, a golden figure suddenly appeared on the bridge, attracting everyone's attention.

"The Lord of the First Legion."

Zhuang Sen turned his head and frowned slightly when he saw the person coming.

"Waldo? What are you doing here?" Jonson asked, with a hint of caution in his tone.

Waldo approached slowly, his steps were steady and powerful, and he exuded a powerful aura.

"My Lord has asked me to give his orders," Waldo said, his voice low and majestic.

Zhuang Sen raised his eyebrows like a proud lion, secretly guessing the other party's intention.

"What order?" Zhuang Sen picked up a bowl of tea, took a sip and asked.

Valdor was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke: "My Lord appoints you as the Imperial Warmaster."

"puff!"

After a long while, Zhuang Sen finally came to his senses and almost sprayed a mouthful of tea on Andre's face.

"What did you say?" There was astonishment and disbelief in Zhuang Sen's voice.

Valdor repeated again: "My Lord appoints you as the Imperial Warmaster."

Zhuang Sen took a deep breath and tried to calm his excitement. He originally thought that he was just sent to a battlefield to perform a mission, but he didn't expect to be appointed as the Imperial Warmaster, which meant that he would have greater power and responsibility.

"Tell my father that I will never let him down!"

Zhuang Sen excitedly took the transfer order and immediately sat back in his command position.

"Let those aliens feel the glory of humanity!"

As Jonson's order was issued, the expedition fleet reopened the subspace channel to head to the next battlefield. According to Jonson's strategic concept, the Imperial fleet will then massacre every planet of the Nova Federation.

For every soldier participating in this expedition, this is a one-way ticket, because when they return, the Nova Federation will no longer exist.