American Comics: My Warhammer Simulator

【Accompanied by the roar of countless lost-mass engines.

【One after another, the Thunderhawk transport planes carrying the Primaris Astartes slowly left the hangar deck, quickly flew into the cold void, and rushed towards the airport of Holy Terra. 】

【About half of the veterans of the Chapter were left by you on the flagship of the Power of Daedalus. Once your order is issued, they will board or die on the attack target you have selected. 】

【Soon after, you accidentally saw the Imperial Fist home world, which was very magnificent from the outside, and the huge size of the Phalanx, which was comparable to a planetary fortress, through the porthole of the transport plane. 】

【Unfortunately, the Phalanx has not yet been completely repaired from the damage of the Battle of Cadia. Most of the places are incomplete and are still covered with a lot of horrible war damage visible to the naked eye. 】

【Then, for the first time, you saw Holy Terra not far away with great clarity, and the Imperial Palace, a human wonder that can almost be overlooked from space. 】

【This huge complex of buildings, based on the Himalayas and covering the entire plateau, silently records the difficult history of human struggle for survival and countless blood and tears for tens of thousands of years, as well as the glorious achievements of the human empire. 】

【This is the throne world and home world of mankind, and it is also the most sacred and respectable place among millions of imperial planets. 】

【If there are no unexpected circumstances, billions of pilgrims will continue to flock to Holy Terra every moment, hoping to see the ancient statues of the Emperor and the Sons of God, kneel down in a large number of state religion temples, and enjoy the close illumination of the star torch. 】

【To a certain extent, this planet is simply a holy place in the hearts of countless devout believers that cannot be defiled by any existence.

【At the same time, Holy Terra is also the hell home of hundreds of billions of hive civilians. 】

【As the largest hive city in the entire human empire, the living environment of mortals outside the Terra Palace and various bureaucratic administrative agencies. 】

【With the continuous division of classes, the poor conditions of the lowest-level civilians are probably far beyond your imagination. 】

【At this moment, you suddenly realized something with the data flow turning back and forth in your mind. 】

【Guilliman, who has no time to take care of Holy Terra, needs to personally command the Indomitable Crusade to restore most of the empire's territory that has lost the light of the Astronomican. 】

【And the Supreme Lord Council of Terra, which was supposed to bear many heavy responsibilities, is now treacherous and everyone has their own little calculations. 】

【They would rather stand on the high ground and watch the fire from the other side of the river than to rectify the chaos of Terra. 】

【Because neither the heretics nor the cultists can really attack the walls of the palace, they can only continue to wreak havoc in the hive homes of the Terra people. 】

【But you will never stand idly by, whether it is the Terra people who are suffering from the disaster or the high lords who have failed the trust and sacrifice of the Emperor. 】

【With your personality and style of doing things, you will never watch something happen again! ]

[Perhaps Regent Guilliman has already made all the preparations in secret.

[He can barely suppress the rebellion of the conservatives with the reformist forces within the High Lords, but this power struggle between the upper classes often ignores the people at the bottom. ]

[And this is the duty that you, the Primarch, will never forget, and perhaps one of the reasons why you are here at this moment. ]

["Tsk, should I say that the Emperor really knows how to make the best use of everything, or is he omniscient and omnipotent?" You slowly sighed and retracted your gaze towards Holy Terra. ]

[As time passed, one Thunderhawk transport plane after another successfully passed through the powerful defense network of Holy Terra and arrived at Lion's Gate Airport. ]

[You drove the Terminator power armor expressionlessly and just stepped out of the cabin. Before the magnetic boots landed, more than a dozen scanning devices from different forces quickly swept across your tall body. ]

[There are necessary precautions prepared by the Imperial Guards and the Imperial Fists, as well as tests and precautions from more unknown forces. ]

[After all, the Minotaurs are notorious lackeys of the High Lords. Now, you are all bad guys in the eyes of any party, whether good or bad. ]

["I am the captain of the Third Company of the Imperial Fists, Thor Galadon! Dear Captain of the Minotaurs, why did your fleet enter the solar system without permission! Don't you know that it is forbidden to enter the solar system without the summons of the Astartes?" ]

[At this moment, a Primaris Astartes with short and thick gray hair and a face as tight as a rock is walking towards you. ]

[He is wearing a set of specially modified yellow Mark X power armor, and a huge power glove called "Hand of Resistance" is also on his right hand. ]

[The other party is Captain Thor Galadon, who has the longest service period in the history of the Imperial Fists and has a more legendary combat experience. 】

【"The Minotaurs have just suffered a surprise attack from the Death Guard, and the battle brothers have suffered heavy casualties. The purpose of our coming to Holy Terra is to replenish the necessary gene seeds. Also, if you had not received an order from the Terra Supreme Council, then a few hours ago, the entire Solar Fleet and your Imperial Fists' Phalanx would have launched an interception and shooting at my fleet!"】

【You took a deep breath and said indifferently to the opponent who was close at hand. 】

[You casually picked up the brown-red metal helmet from your waist, ignored Captain Galadon's cold eyes, and slowly put it on your head. ]

["Now, you can move aside. Let others bear the Imperial Fists' show of strength. You will have a lot of trouble in the future!" ]

[You quickly raised your arms covered with heavy ceramic steel, pulled out the thick and narrow black spear and the extremely solid Minotaur shield from the back of the power backpack, and held them tightly in your hands. ]

[Your sudden action vaguely aroused Captain Galadon's stress behavior. ]

[Buzz! ]

[The huge power glove on the opponent's right hand subconsciously made a subtle sound of mechanical friction. ]

[However, just as the Astartes combat team behind both sides was about to enter combat readiness. ]

[Captain Galadon, with an indifferent expression, quickly suppressed his desire to fight with his long-honed strong will and the heavy responsibility of being a Terran guard. ]

["Let them go! Let the Minotaur enter Terra!" Captain Galadon stared at you deeply, and shouted to the Imperial Fists behind him without looking back. ]

["Thank you for your cooperation." You shook your metal helmet slightly and said indifferently. ]

[You suddenly extended a ceramic steel palm to Captain Galadon in front of you, along with the Minotaur shield mounted on your left arm. ]

[Captain Galadon, with an expressionless face, first glanced at the thick and heavy shield, and then looked at your helmet eyepiece. ]

[The next moment, Captain Galadon, who was obviously reluctant, still upheld the courtesy between the chapters and the friendship of the Astartes, and extended a ceramic steel-covered left hand to you. ]

[With an extremely dull metal collision sound, the ceramic steel palms of the two of you clasped together tightly. ]

["Hmm?\