The Bizarre Adventures of the Oil Man, but Starting with Warhammer 32K

"It's much more serious than that!"

The adjutant's voice was trembling. "Interior Minister Reinhardt has been assassinated! Pope Meslin of the Ecclesiarchy has died suddenly in the cathedral! All the Astropaths and Navigators' representatives are missing!"

Wei Luo's mouth trembled, and the cigar he had just lit fell directly onto his military uniform: "What did you say?!"

"Terra is in chaos now! The Ministry of Justice is firing on civilians. The streets where the parade took place are now ablaze, and the fighting is approaching the Imperial Palace..."

"Where's Lord Udo?"

Willow interrupted hastily, "Why doesn't he step up and take charge of the situation?"

"The Imperial Commander is being 'protected' by the Astartes. They were supposed to go to the Imperial Palace, but..."

He lowered his voice, "No one knows where they are now."

Cold sweat broke out on Wei Luo's forehead.

He vaguely knew what Udo and the others were planning: to weaken the influence of the Astartes and consolidate the power of the High Lords. But now...

What's the plan to use the death news as bait?

This situation is completely out of control!

Vero suddenly stood up and paced back and forth. The adjutant looked at him nervously: "Sir, what should we do? All of Terra is waiting for the army to restore order..."

"Then let's go... Wait, are you saying that all of Terra is waiting for us?"

The adjutant hummed in confusion, and a gleam suddenly flashed in Wei Luo's eyes.

and many more……

Udo is missing.

Reinhardt is dead.

Meslin also died.

The whereabouts of the Astropath and Navigator Representative are unknown...

this means--

His fingers drummed on the tabletop faster and faster, his heart trembling with excitement at his own bold idea.

"Immediately order all available forces to take full control of Terra's security in my name! Declare martial law for the entire city!"

With Udo gone, command of the Astra Militarum returned to him. Resolving this unrest would be his best chance to secure his position. If Udo's fate didn't end badly, he might even be able to advance further...

Thinking of Udo, he suddenly realized that the Astartes had kidnapped Udo in the name of protection.

Although I don't know why the situation has become like this, it is most likely related to those Astartes.

Vero pondered for a moment and ordered, "Dispatch those troops capable of dealing with the Astartes. We must prepare for war."

The adjutant's heart trembled, but he still faithfully carried out the order.

The order arrived, and the Storm Loyalty Army assembled at alarming speed within the camp. These elite soldiers, graduates of the Loyalty Academy, began to line up, their every word and action strictly adhering to the standard, but their eyes were no longer as resolute as before.

Commissar Kaminsky stood at the front of the formation, reading out the instructions loudly: "Remember your training! The Astartes are not invincible! If a conflict breaks out, aim at their joints and eyepieces! On Terra, we have heavy artillery and armored support, they-"

"Sir."

A soldier suddenly interrupted him, "That's not what we're worried about."

Logically he should have punished the soldier who dared to interrupt him, but he stopped anyway.

Kaminsky looked around and saw the same doubt flickering in every pair of eyes.

"We just returned from the lower nest,"

The veteran continued: "Are you going to open fire on your compatriots again?"

They were the elite trained by Zhongsi Academy, destined to sacrifice their lives for humanity as a whole. They had thought they would die on the battlefield against aliens or heretics, but the reality was that they needed to point their guns at civilians.

It’s obvious that those people’s slogan was just “hunger”.

But the empire does not care about good or evil, it only cares about order or chaos.

Fairness and justice are not the basis for the survival of this political system to this day; power and obedience are.

They are the cornerstone of the empire and they must obey orders from above.

"The order is absolute."

Kaminsky finally said, his voice a little lower than usual, "Line up, and go."

The soldiers silently geared up and headed for the location designated by Vero. Just as they were leaving the camp, a dark figure blocked the entrance to the camp.

It was an unidentifiable Astartes.

Recalling that Vero had previously emphasized that they might have to fight against the Astartes, the Storm Loyalists instantly raised their guns.

"Shoot?"

The soldier confirmed loudly to the political commissar.

"No, tell the Astra Militarum Commander first!"

Kaminski reported the situation. The Astartes on the other side lowered his weapon, signaling to everyone that he held no hostility, and then slowly approached the Zhongsi Army.

"Do not be nervous."

Ockham didn't care about the suffocating tension at all. He comforted him, "There's no need to tell Abberwero about the situation here."

"What do you mean?"

The political commissar said vigilantly.

"Because the Astra Militarum Commander is here."

As he spoke, the soul stone in his hand began to emit a faint light.

Under the astonished gaze of the Storm Loyal Heir Army, a gradually solidifying light blue figure suddenly appeared in the air.

They turned their guns and aimed at the figure, but after seeing the figure clearly, they couldn't help but show surprise.

"This is teleportation technology...it's truly extraordinary."

Hayes sighed, then looked up and recognized the political commissar: "Kaminsky?"

"Commander Hayes?"

Kaminski's voice began to tremble, and the soldiers behind him looked as if they had seen a ghost.

"You...why are you here?!"

The muzzles of the Storm Loyalists' guns slowly dropped.

Kaminski's lip trembled, and he unconsciously lowered the grenade launcher in his hand.

The soldiers behind him also stood still, their eyes fixed on the pale blue shadow - the weather-beaten face, the scar extending from the brow bone to the chin, and the familiar, washed-out old uniform.

The Storm Heirs loved their old commander, and after hearing the news of his death, this love turned into remembrance.

Before Willow took over, Hayes had led them to clear countless alien nests, always at the forefront. Although not every battle would be won, at least their guns would be pointed at the real enemy.

"It must be the Divine Emperor appearing."

Another soldier who believed in the God-Emperor whispered, his finger unconsciously running across the Sky Eagle emblem.

Cummings should have been snapping at this dangerous thinking, but he didn't have time.

"Is it really you?"

The political commissar asked anxiously, "But the High Lords' Council clearly announced..."

"Killed in action?"

Hayes teased, raising his hands to all the soldiers in front of him, showing his unharmed body: "No, boys, I'm back!"

The arc of teleportation still flickering on his body became irrefutable evidence of a "miracle." Unlike warp teleportation, this transformation from virtual to real made everyone, including the commissar, accept this idea.

Joy appeared on their faces, but their happiness did not last long. Hayes' next words made them feel like they were falling into an ice cave.

"Now, tell me, where are you going?"

The Storm Loyalists fell into a deathly silence. After a long pause, Kaminski finally replied with difficulty:

"We...were ordered to suppress the riot."

"Riot? What riot? Shooting at whom?"

Silence fell again, and the soldiers of the Storm Loyalists lowered their heads uneasily.

They are the children of martyrs who have made contributions to the empire. Being able to enter Zhongsi Academy, their horizons are much higher than those of ordinary soldiers.

They have higher aspirations for sacrifice and dedication and of course know that doing so is not glorious, but the education at Zhongsi Academy has long since deeply imprinted in their minds the importance of obeying orders from superiors.

Even if they know it is wrong, they have no right to refuse.

"We were just following orders."

Hayes nodded, of course he understood this.

Obedience was the cornerstone of the empire, and even he wouldn't deny that. He had anticipated this and had made new preparations in this regard.

"Whose orders are you going to obey?"

The Zhongsi Army looked up blankly, not understanding what this meant. Hayes's eyes swept over these confused faces one by one, then he asked again with a stronger tone:

"Whose orders are you going to obey? Willow's or mine?"

These words were like thunder in the soldiers' ears, and all of them became agitated at once.

Kaminsky took a step forward and asked in disbelief:

"Are you still the Commander-in-Chief of the Astra Militarum?"

"They just declared me dead and found a replacement for me, didn't they? Now that I'm back, why am I not the commander-in-chief of the Astra Militarum?"

Of course, there is no need to deprive a dead person of his position. The problem is that Hayes is still alive.

Everyone knew that this was a sophistry-like reason, but the fact that it made sense was enough to make them breathe faster.

Kaminsky was somewhat tempted, but more hesitant.

"I don't know what your orders are yet."

"There is only one true order. That is to defend Terra, to defend humanity."

Hayes took a step forward, staring intently at his former men. "This time, our guns won't be aimed at innocent compatriots, but at the culprits who plunged Terra into turmoil! Soldiers, are you willing to follow me?"

He was answered by the uniform sound of "Stand at attention" and the thunderous sound of thousands of fists raised simultaneously hitting breastplates.

"For the Emperor! For Terra!"

Kaminsky saluted one last time, his eyes no longer filled with hesitation: "Give the order, Commander-in-Chief!"

"Very good, then let me charge into the headquarters now and we will capture Wei Luo alive!"

The morale of the Storm Loyalists quickly rose. They changed direction, reorganized, and charged towards the headquarters with great momentum.

Ockham looked at Hayes in surprise. When he was assigned to assist Hayes in carrying out this mission, he had never thought that everything would go so smoothly.

"Such a far-fetched reason could make them choose you? I didn't expect you to have such strong control over the army. No wonder Leon is so confident."

"Rather than control, I just pointed them in the right direction. All they need is a reason to convince themselves."

Hayes replied, "Soldiers are simple people who live to serve their country."

Alpha was lost in thought. He thought of his own legion: "Perhaps we have too many thoughts."

Everything went smoothly and just as planned.

Occam called Efron and Malik, and followed the Loyalist Army to attack the Astra Militarum headquarters.

As long as Vero surrenders, this turmoil will come to an end with the final victory of the high wall.

-

Abervero sat in his office and suddenly felt a little uneasy.

There were commotions and gunfire outside, which was understandable considering the unrest across Terra. The problem was that even after a while, he hadn't received the order to assemble the Storm Heirs, and yet there hadn't been any official confirmation that the Heirs had been assembled.

Is the Zhongsi Army so slow?

The adjutant came in and answered his question with the intelligence provided by the Zhongsi Army: "An Astartes stopped them outside the base."

"He's just an Astartes. We're facing a war that brooks no hesitation. If the Astartes insist on interfering, let them open fire!"