Commissar Boy Makes a Great Contribution

Time passed second by second, and the waaaagh position at the core of the Orks forces had taken shape.

Saraka was fully prepared, and now the Ghazghkull Thraka was about to utterly defeat the Old One-Eye.

"Kids! Smash those shrimps and the guys over there, and capture Old One-Eye alive! Waaagh!"

"Capture Old One-Eye alive!"

"Capture Old One-Eye alive!"

"Capture Old One-Eye alive!"

On the human side, Statham and his team were conducting final equipment adjustments before the battle.

"Statham, this operation is no small matter. You need to be mentally prepared."

"Lion El'Jonson Leon, we were prepared for this when we came into this world."

"Besides, we haven't even used all our methods yet, so you don't need to worry so much."

If their team were to stumble on this, they would truly have no face to face their brothers.

They were a support squad personally trained by the Primarch, so there couldn't be any mistakes.

"What's this?"

Lion El'Jonson was pleased with Statham's confidence, but to ensure the safety of the team, he carefully inspected their equipment.

Sure enough, there were many things that Lion El'Jonson himself didn't recognize.

This includes some bombs.

Judging from Statham and his team's combat style and their daily words and actions, they are rational.

In other words, they are not interested in anything related to religion.

But this part of the grenades looks really strange no matter how you look at it.

These grenades appear more like tools used in religious ceremonies.

"You mean this? This is Psychic Power Bomb."

"I must say, if you let those guys from the Dawn Army Group go all out and explore the detailed uses of Psychic Power, they really do some pretty impressive things."

The Psychic Power Bomb was primarily inspired by Sandamel, the Flagship Officer of the Eighth Legion.

Its main function is also very simple: it is effective in killing all Warp creatures.

Regardless of whether the opponent is Chaos Gods, or Gork, Mork, or some half-baked Warp god.

All of them are effective.

"Is Psychic Power not prohibited in your world?"

"Psychic Powers are prohibited, but Legion Sorcery and Rune Shamans are not."

"What's the difference?" At least Lion El'Jonson couldn't tell the difference between the two.

"Of course there's a difference. Psychic Power is Psychic Power, while ancient rituals are part of a culture. There's a fundamental difference between the two."

Psychic Powers are explicitly forbidden by Imperial Truth, but ancient ritualistic cultures are not prohibited by Imperial Truth.

"Let's not delve into these matters any further, Lord Lion El'Jonson. If you're going to use the Nikaea Prohibitions to discuss these things, it's completely pointless."

"In this day and age, who in the entire Imperium of Man doesn't use Psychic Power? Psyker are practically firewood, so relax."

After Statham and his squad finished preparing, Lion El'Jonson had also reorganized the team, and everyone rushed to the front line with the Commissar Boyz.

And now, the Ghazghkull Thraka Salakka is ready for his most Psychic Power storm.

"Next, we're going to board the ship; we'll lead the way."

"The Boss, why aren't we the ones clearing the way?"

"Good question, Commissar Boyz. Because I'm the Boss, understand?"

As Legion that frequently used Orks tactics 30K era, Statham and his men had a very good understanding of the Orks' nature.

To communicate with the Orks, all you need is a big enough fist.

Because the Orks only recognizes the existence of the most waaagh.

"Understood!"

Then, this special assault team, led by Lion El'Jonson, charged into the center of the Psychic Power storm.

With the boost from this Psychic Power storm, Saraka charged toward the human front lines.

Saraka's only target from beginning to end was Old One-Eye Yarrick.

Moreover, Yarrick did indeed lead an Orks force, and with the boost of Orks Psychic Power, they fought Saraka to a standstill.

Moreover, Saraka knew very well that no one dared to directly charge into the Orks' Psychic Power storm, not even the Weirdboyz.

That Weirdboyz, if he charged directly into a Psychic Power storm of that size, his brain would explode, let alone shrimp.

As everyone knows, Orks are the most waaaagh race in the universe, while shrimps are the least waaagh race.

But man proposes, God disposes; and God disposes, but man proposes, God disposes.

Saraka never imagined that a Primarch had been hiding here all along.

Moreover, it was the Primarch of the First Legion.

"We'll blast a path through the Psychic Power storm, then we'll charge straight into the Warp and fight anyone we see."

To resolve this Psychic Power storm, the Psychic Power at its center must be eliminated.

In normal circumstances, you don't need to do that; you can just deal with the Weirdboyz who triggered the Psychic Power storm.

But now, due to the excessive size of the Psychic Power storm, the Weirdboyz has been completely swallowed up by it.

This storm was sustained by all the Orks of Saraka, and they shared only one belief: Gork and Mork.

Therefore, to resolve this storm, we must eliminate the projected phantom images of Gork and Mork at the storm's center.

"Rush!"

As Statham and his team unleashed all the Psychic Power Bombs they carried, a crack was torn open in the originally Frenzy Psychic Power storm.

Led by Lion El'Jonson and followed by the Commissar Boyz, the group charged into the storm.

"My goodness, this is a big event."

As soon as he rushed into the eye of the storm, Statham saw two enormous phantoms.

Without a doubt, these are the Gork" and "Mork" that the Orks talk about.

"These are... Gork and Mork?!"

When the Commissar Boyz saw the two enormous phantom figures, they were also dumbfounded.

How come I still see Gao He and Mork here? Could it be that Saraka is really the most waaagh? Even Old One Eye can't compare?

"What are you all standing there for? For Emperor!"

Seeing that things were going wrong, Statham immediately shouted.

His shout itself wasn't the problem; the key issue was that the Warp was currently too active, and his shout triggered a reaction within Warp.

Prior to this, in the Terra Throne Room, the Emperor had been keeping a close eye on the Orks' movements.

Therefore, he did indeed witness Statham and his group leading Lion El'Jonson astray, and even the nine Orks fleets astray.

In the past, such unorthodox methods might have been effective, but they would have inevitably backfired, leaving the other party in a very difficult position.

However, the current state of the battlefield is more complicated than imagined.

The Orks have been receiving a steady stream of troops, the Tyranids fleet is closing in, and Chaos is also preparing for war.

Therefore, the Emperor skipped the process of the Psychic Power giving instructions and instead focused directly on the result.

The result was unexpectedly pleasing.

But just as this boarding squad rushed into the eye of the storm, the Emperor knew it was his turn to act.

Almost the instant Statham uttered those words, the Emperor's Psychic Power responded.

All the Orks around them were suddenly enveloped in golden light.

"This... Emperor has appeared?!"

Even the most clueless Commissar Boyz could figure out what was going on.

They kept chanting for Emperor, and now it's all good— Emperor really has appeared! This is a good thing!

Emperor went on stage and ganked the entire field!

"For Emperor! Waaaaagh!"

The Commissar roared at the boys and charged towards the two illusory figures.

Meanwhile, the Emperor in Terra, watching the situation unfold as he had hoped, nodded in satisfaction.

But he hasn't relaxed yet.

Now that he has seen the phantoms of these two beings, he must find out Vulkan's location from them.

The Imperium is now traveling on a high-speed train toward hope.

The entire Imperium urgently needs the return of the Primarch.

The Eighth Legion and Ninth Legions have been tied down in preparation for the battles against the Tyranids and Chaos, so the return of the Lord of Drakes is now an inevitable choice.