Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire.

Chapter 6 The Tech Priest

Alan Baier looked at a certain front row leader in surprise, a rebellious gangster who was saddling Mr. John Dern, although he was surprised in his heart, he didn't want to ask too much.

It has been two days since he took office, and everyone in the platoon already knows him.

The punishment for those gangsters was to reduce the unknown dried fruit in the daily ration. They also ate a lot of meat before, so it was evened out.

Because of the help of technology in the Dark Ages, he has been among the best in training during this period, and his relationship with the staff has gradually become better. During this period of time, he has now become clear about a few points.

First, this is the limit star field.

Second, they are going to the battlefield.

Third, how to maintain the laser gun is the best.

Fourth, there is a problem with the supply line, and he is going to eat granola bars for a week...

When the miserable week passed... today's food was good, when the catarrh roll was brought to the table for the first time, I have been eating oatmeal bars (not real oatmeal, it is synthetic tasteless stuff.) Alan Baier for a week It is rare to feel the taste.

Crunchy, sweet, and fragrant... This is already a rare delicacy, but compared to this, Zhengwu suddenly walked into the cafeteria.

"Corporal Alan Bayer, come out!"

He could only put down the delicious food in his hand and stand up immediately. "Yes, sir!" He gritted his teeth for the last two words, waited for the staff officer to turn around, and stuffed the uneaten root-shaped roll into his tactical belt.

It must be eaten here, because he just looked around at the comrades who looked like wolves, tigers and leopards...

He followed the officer and walked out. The camp here is not very big. The other buildings are the supply lines of the empire and the place to build ships. Of course, this one is not too big because it can only accommodate an infantry regiment. Five The "not big" of 6 people.

When the staff officer opened the door, this is the hangar, to be precise, it is a deserted hangar, because this is an infantry regiment, not an armored regiment, and there is very little parking here, only a few scattered Chimera armored transport vehicles.

The staff officer was also familiar with Alan Bair, so he leaned against his Chimera and picked up his lunch...

Fried eggs, Glocks steak, and... a delicious amsett in a beautiful bottle, real wine.

He swallowed his fried egg and complained. "Your company's exclusive technical priest has arrived, and I invite her to meet with you."

"Understood, this is a privilege, build a good relationship, or your laser gun will not be repaired in the future!"

Alan Baier's expression also became serious. After all, meeting someone from the Mechanic Sect is indeed an unavoidable thing in the empire.

He grabbed the kata root roll in his belt and ate it like a hamster.

The staff officer's cheek twitched. "When did you stuff it in?"

Alan Baier answered inarticulately. "just…"

The two were eating lunch in the hangar, and suddenly Alan Baier asked the staff.

"Boss, what's the tastiest thing you've ever eaten on the battlefield?"

The staff officer thought about it. "It was Barbarossa IV, an agricultural planet in the solar star field. At that time, the green skins were tormenting it. It was the first time I went on a mission. I killed a strange creature at that time."

"I don't know what it's called, and I don't know it now. The whole body is covered with hair, six legs, and half a man's height. The planet is very cold. I peeled off its belly and held its bright red hot liver."

"Then heat it up with a soldier heater and a plate, cut it open with a utility knife, and there's only the liver to eat from the whole body of that creature."

"There is no oil, and it will be full of greasy after frying. I just put the salty starch lumps in the individual rations, crush them, and sprinkle them on top as seasonings."

"It melts in the mouth, with the unique damn taste of starchy lumps, definitely not bad..." At this point, Alan Byer suddenly heard the sound of saliva...

"It's just that I ate half of it, and some damned orcs ran out shouting waaaagh, and were headshot by heavy bombers from the guards, but I was so scared that I spilled my liver on the snow!"

After the staff officer finished speaking, he heard stomach gurgling again...

"Are you so hungry? Didn't you just have lunch?"

the staff officer asked.

Alan Baier was also puzzled. "Boss, isn't it me?"

The two suddenly became vigilant, but soon, the Chimera's car got out. The body was almost completely remodeled, only the head remained the same, and he looked young, with blond hair and shawls.

Wearing the standard school uniform of Mechanicus, the girl with reddish cheeks, her eyes are beautiful dark green.

"It's me, it's me calling..."

Alan Baier subconsciously wanted to hide his necklace, but soon, he realized that he didn't need to hide his ears so much.

He naturally picked up the kagen roll that he hadn't eaten, and handed it to the imperfectly reformed blond priest.

"Eat it, it tastes alright."

She took the kagen roll, lowered her head, ate it like a little hamster, and sighed contentedly.

"It's good to be full..."

To be honest, Alan Bayer felt that she was born in a world of death, after all, the way she ate was really devoted.

She wiped the starch fragments on her cheeks, and then brought it into her mouth, sucking it even with mechanical fingers.

Then I said it with hindsight. "You are the platoon leader, Om Messiah, you are very nice."

Om messiah... oh, referring to the emperor, they call the emperor for this...

"God Emperor, I will be taken care of by you in the future."

Alan Baier felt a little strange, how strange it was like a blind date in a religious place, especially with the aroma of Glocks meat pie in the air, it was really hard for people to concentrate and get serious.

The staff officer winked. "I'm going to see how the guys in the first row are doing, you guys are chatting." Then he walked out of the hangar, leaving only his mount, the Chimera, the girl from the Mechanics, and the dazed head soldier Alan Bayer.

Alan Baier took a deep breath, thinking, although the face on the other side is fine, but the body is already reproductively isolated... Don't think too much, don't think too much.

The technical priest suddenly stepped forward. He subconsciously felt that his dark age technology was about to be exposed, and he also spoke to the other side.

"You have a very happy machine spirit in you."

Then a mechanically modified telescopic arm protruded from her body, which made people unable to bear the fear. It spun beside Alan Bayer, and finally leaned towards his neck.

She grabbed Alan Baier's laser gun and said. "It's very happy, and you're good at taking care of it."

Alan Baier breathed a sigh of relief, and said again. "Thanks to the way the staff taught me, to protect the weapon is to protect yourself."

The girl's cheek showed the most comfortable expression besides eating. Looking at the laser gun, she muttered silently.

"Pull the lever, ignite the engine, burn the heart of the machine, it's still roaring, light the engine, tighten the screws, sing praises to the heart of the machine, the piston is moving."

The voice is ethereal, pleasant, and a little...romantic?
When the prayer is finished, the amazing thing is that the state of the laser gun is really beautiful as if it has been restored...

A cute smile appeared on the girl's cheek. "Next time, it has a problem, please find me as soon as possible."

Alan Bayer fondled the gun cherishingly and replied. "Yes, ma'am."

"But before it tires, it'll kill more xenos for Om Messiah, I promise."

(End of this chapter)