StarCraft: From The Weakest Race To The Interstellar

Chapter One Hundred and Two The Hunk Of The Hunks, Sly Marble (For Support)

“Ok?”

Hearing the words of the leader, Lu Ming was stunned.

To be honest, he really didn’t know what Moncis looked like.

However, after cleaning the battlefield before, we saw that there were indeed many silver wolves in the savage fleets that were destroyed.

“how do you know?”

When Lu Ming finished speaking, those who were called “indigenous” by Tang Siyi laughed.

It turned out that Mengxis knew that with the speed of the Horned Bull-class battleship, it was completely impossible to retreat from the Terra star system.

The speed displayed by Lu Ming’s Dagger-class frigates is simply not comparable to his battleships.

Mengsis was forced to land on planet 5 for the second time in desperation.

Going to look for an opportunity and take the opportunity to escape.

It’s just that Mengxis was unlucky, and was found by these macho natives not long after landing.

And then became a prisoner.

As for the soldiers on his battleships, they were no match for these natives in the jungle.

To be played between the palms.

If it wasn’t for the fact that Mengxis took out a lot of medical supplies and food from the battleship, he would have been treated as fertilizer by these natives long ago.

So “Say, you caught Moncis?

Lu Ming’s eyes lit up.

After the previous battle, Mencis’ barbaric fleet had been destroyed.

In other words, Mengxis is no longer a climate for Lu Ming, and there is no threat at all.

But being able to catch Mencis is the best.

Lu Ming did not like to leave any threat, not even the slightest threat.

And for now, only the dead would not threaten him.

Lu Ming looked at the natives in front of him, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

“your name?”

“Sly Marble!”

“Then let me introduce myself again, Emperor Lu Ming of the Holy Terra Empire.”

Lu Ming’s eyes twitched when he heard the other party’s name.

A strange expression flashed across his face.

Well, if I have to say it, Lu Ming’s expression is very exciting now.

Sly Marble, that’s a great name!

very good!

very powerful!

Lu Ming was too lazy to complain about the coincidence.

Mabo is Mabo, after all, it looks like “the natives of Catachan have all come out.

One more familiar Mabo wouldn’t be a big deal, would it?

Lu Ming thought it was a coincidence..

Ah no! It’s a story that sucks.

The bad ones are just like the dog author who doesn’t bother to make it up and decides by slapping his forehead directly.

To say Sly Marble, it is definitely a legendary Katachan hunk.

The Catachan Jungle Warriors are already strong enough.

But Sly Mabo was the elite of the Katachan jungle warriors.

Sly Marble, a one-man army.

In the world of Warhammer, the Star of Terra is the highest honor of the Empire.

An ordinary big boss can get a star of Terra, and he can become the idol in the eyes of the big boss in the entire star area.

And our Sly Marble gets the Terra Star Medal in kilograms.

So much so that this one was too lazy to pick it up later.

There are actually many stories about this legendary hero from Catachan.

For example, the Katachang jungle warriors were surrounded by black bean sprouts and ambushed, and a Katachang warrior died in battle.

When the reinforcements arrived at the scene, they only saw Ma Bo, who was standing among the dead, standing there with a sword in hand.

There were corpses of black bean sprouts all around.

Or Mabo threw out a grenade, and the grenade killed five orcs before blowing up the loneliness.

Emm. Grenades are thrown at the same speed as cannonballs!

Or the Guillimans of the Unyielding Crusade will use pictures of Sly Marble to boost morale.

Hammer fans often ridicule, “Mabo is actually dead, but no one dares to tell him,” Mabo slapped Khorne, and Khorne directly knelt down and begged for mercy.

Although these words are mostly sarcastic, it is not difficult to see the strength of Sly Mabo.

Even Lu Ming had seen a post in his previous life, saying that Mabo might be some Astartes Primarch, or simply the illegitimate son of the Emperor’s old man.

All kinds of remarks are interpreting a meaning.

That’s the power of Sly Marble.

Lu Ming looked at Sly Mabo in front of him with strange eyes.

Although this legend has the same name and surname, there are many similarities.

Rao is that Lu Ming can only feel that fate is really a joke.

So many coincidences put together, if not knowing that he is in the endless star, Lu Ming really thinks that this is the terrifying Warhammer 40K.

“I wonder if you can take me to meet the people you caught?”

Lu Ming didn’t struggle too much.

The reason why coincidences are coincidences is because of that unknown, almost fantastical coincidence.

Rather than worrying about coincidences, it is better to think about how to tie these men to the imperial chariot.

It is impossible for Lu Ming to summon the real Katachan jungle warriors from another time and space, but he can form a ring by himself.

Anyway, there is no Catachan in this world. He said that Catachan is Catachan.

Who is for? Who is against?

“Your Majesty the Emperor, first of all, you are welcome to come from afar.”

Although Ma Bo and others are dressed like the “aboriginal” in Lu Ming’s impression.

But Lu Ming did not underestimate each other because of this.

How can someone who can survive in such a harsh environment as Planet Five be weak.

“No problem taking you to meet those 920 werewolves, but…”

Mabo said here, but did not continue.

It’s just that the meaning of the words is already obvious.

If you want people, get something in exchange.

Seeing hanging! Mabo hanging! How dare you be so rude to the great emperor, Krieg soldiers raised their Lucius laser guns one by one.

To be rude to the Emperor is to despise the Empire.

The loyal Krieg soldiers would never allow this to happen.

Lu Ming noticed the movements of the Krieg soldiers around him, and waved his hand to signal everyone to calm down.

“What do you want?”

“Food, medical care, any kind of supplies.”

Lu Ming looked at Ma Bo in front of him, and a bold plan emerged in his heart.

It seems that these men have their own difficulties.

Lu Ming suddenly thought of how to tie this group of people to the imperial chariot.

“Zero, go and bring some supplies out to our friends.

I’m not afraid that you want supplies, but I’m afraid that you won’t get in.

Lu Ming’s eyes became fiery as he looked at Ma Bo and the group of sturdy men behind Ma Bo.

At this moment, the greed in his eyes was not concealed in the slightest.

Even Ma Bo, the most powerful warrior, shuddered uncontrollably, and an unpleasant feeling emerged in his heart.

PS: I beg the big guys for more support, please!!!.