Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire

Chapter 136: Forged his body with refined iron, and asked Brother Mao to protect his heart...

Compared with the damn breath and those messy things in the clan forging world, Alan Bayer was more fond of the cold and terrifying void. Amidst the sound of sizzling pistons and gears, the completely sealed air valve opened, and it lasted three days. Traveling at sublight speed, Alan Bair came to the Gate of Steel, next to the place where Ruming was plundered by the orcs.

"Are we out of air freshener?" That was his first sentence when he stepped into the Astra Militarum flagship, the Colonial.

The sergeant next to him is returning. "No, sir, they are gone!"

Alan Bair shook his head and told the staff that I "have no sense of humor. If not, Skadi's soldiers would definitely answer more interestingly."

The staff officer coughed. "Well, that's not the mentality that a true Imperial Guard soldier should have. Commander, please don't bring in their bad habits."

The one who answered him was not Alan Bair, but Lieutenant General Makato. He still brought stormtroopers, but compared to Commander-in-Chief Qi Fan, who was often assassinated, his soldiers were very few. More like Etiquette team.

he said. "It's okay, it's okay. If those so-called unhealthy trends can make his soldiers like the Fourth Skadi Regiment, he also admits that such a trend is good."

Alan Bayer was neither humble nor arrogant, he saluted as the east class, and then answered. "No, what can shape them is war, blood-like war, and iron-like death. And I don't need to worry about his feelings. Skadi is the first and only regiment."

said the lieutenant general. "The sacrifice is worth remembering. The properties and shapes that the furnace can forge are not something that the blacksmith can control. You obviously have special skills."

As a special group, the staff does not have to salute, but it does not mean that they are not paying respect to their friends. The staff should not express their respect.

"Lieutenant General, a beautiful battle."

Marcato replied. "If we didn't dislike him for handing over the Iron Gate to the Orks, then he would be grateful to the Emperor for being such an old man, not to mention beautiful."

"He threw away the treasures of the Adeptus Mechanicus and left thousands of priests trapped by aliens. He sinned deeply."

Alan Bair shook his head, and then spoke to Marcato. "Only the God Emperor and several high-ranking officers know about the orcs. What sin I have is because the orcs were afraid of heresy and fled into the Iron Gate."

At this moment, the officers there were all silent. The cooperation with the Orcs was not known to everyone in the Astra Militarum, but at least the East-level officers were not aware of it at all. I want to know that in the entire Western Military Region, there are only those who are in school and are here. Only officers can know that.

For the Mechanicus, the cooperation was strictly confidential. From this point of view, the lieutenant colonel was right, and they could even blame the Mechanicus for their "dereliction of duty."

Makato laughed. "My boy, okay, they go to the conference room, where the Mechanic-Priest and Catachan Sergeant are waiting for me. They are asking for a plan to attack the orcs, a raid that can cure the disease."

Alan Bair changed his previous attitude, and his vision became sharp. When the matter was related to war, he would no longer be so careless. If the matter was not to deny the Emperor, humanity, and victory, then he would be duty-bound.

If he hadn't done it, mankind would have been even more miserable at the end of that dark forty millennium.

But are everyone as sober and prophetic as him? In the private room built for the Mechanicum on the battleship, the Mechanicus Priest, to be precise, he has a name derived from the deification of Ancient Terra, Icarus.

His parents were both excellent mechanical scholars. He grew up in an almost paranoid religious and academic style. His life was uneventful. He completed the mechanical transformation of half of his body in less than 30 years old and settled in as an elite among priests. Skitarii, become data craftsmen.

Until the orcs came, Catachan came, powerful things crushed their fine iron with flesh and blood, and now his life was struck like powder by One-Eye's words and actions.

Ruming's narrow room was filled with all kinds of orc strategic data, orc ecology, details of orc artifacts, and orc anatomy records under the dim promethium lamp. Unlike the curiosity of the founding governor, that guy was somewhat obsessed.

And the appearance of his mechanical legs and arms is different from that of the priests penetrated by the Mechanicum, but rather similar to the four arms of a green mechanical can, with countless killing machines connected to them, such as automatic guns or chain saw blades.

At this moment, he was chanting silently. "Stirring his mind to the point of pain, Ohm Messiah escapes his difficulties. Between the theorems of chaos, the piston makes three sounds, his body is made of fine iron, and the big bell rings 12, praising Ohm Messiah...the big bell...the gear..."

"Ha, the big bell is ringing, nine tones, the piston is turning, nine easts, between truth and error, between him and power..." He stood up at this moment, and there was a green-skin-style creation on the table, made of rags and scrap metal. Formed, dizzily moving forward, constantly trembling.

The wasteland-style thing was using simple fuel structures to move forward, and he laughed. "Finally, finally!"

"What a one-eyed creature, what an orc, their technology is worthless in front of the followers of the God of All Machines!" He looked at the little robot crazily. The chaotic, disgusting alien-like creation was full of abnormal temperament...

It lurched forward step by step on the table, and then dazzled with pride at the priest. “He succeeded, O Om Messiah!”

But how can an orc-style creation be run normally if it relies on an engine built by the Mechanicus? Soon, the thing began to fall apart. The priest Ma was moving his mechanical legs and arms, using his body constantly, and quickly began to maintain the little thing. .

"No, no, no, I deny his miracle, I deny his victory, I can't!"

He was almost crazy, frantically using what he had learned throughout his life to protect the "orc" creation, but in the end, there was collapse waiting for him.

He couldn't even endure the welding work as he watched the constant welding and twisting turn it into scrap metal that was completely useless to his knowledge.

"That's not possible...it's just an alien, why..." At this moment, the volcano cannon modified by the orcs flashed in his mind. The powerful power that instantly destroyed the Ark of Omen that day made him linger, and he suddenly chanted obsessively. "God of all opportunities, Brother Mao, Brother Go?"

In his thoughts, the most favored children of the God of All Machines began to change from sages to greenskins. If the things they built at will can be better than the imperial fine iron, then did the God of All Machines give anyone a blessing...

He started laughing maniacally. "Ha, he is obviously red, ha..."

By the time his machine's throat became hoarse and the grille became turbid, I don't know how long it had passed before his body began to eat promethium or human food, and among the messy reports in his legs, he came across a human case...

His legendary life and various amazing achievements were written on it, and while those files were there, the Mechanical Priest marked three points with a red pen.

The orc nemesis, once used the orc machine, and was once called boss by the orc...

Initially his eyes fell on the title of the case.

[Personal military information of Lieutenant Colonel Alan Bayer, the sole commander of Skadi’s regiment, please do not disclose it to others. 】

Ding ding ding, the fine gold door is there, the communication bell is ringing, Icarus' movements and expressions are steady, and his madness disappears without a trace.

"No who?"

Wrong answer. "Second Lieutenant of the Astra Militarum, please go to the command room for a tactical discussion."

"No? He won't go. He has his own research needs. Can't our Imperial Guard handle those alien matters well?"

Then the second lieutenant company will answer. "Don't miss the meeting with Lieutenant Colonel Alan Bair. He is an expert in dealing with orcs. He has defeated countless orc sieges in Gondwa VI."

the priest was asking. "Lieutenant colonel, Alan Bair? The lieutenant colonel of Skadi's only regiment?" A trace of greed flashed in his data pupils.

The second lieutenant saw that the situation had changed and Ma was answering. "Yes, the meeting starts in half an hour, please be sure."

Icarus' mechanical voice said. "Of course, being with you at any time is not the Messiah of Ohm..."

That's not surprising, because Icarus was once the mechanical priest in charge of the defense organization of Steel Gate, otherwise he would not have appeared in the first battle line against the orcs, and was molested by One-Eye. Such a fate is strange. the inevitability.

His fall seems to have been planned. Without One-Eye's whim, without his words, without Icarus's special status, he would not be close to Alan Bair...

And half an hour later, the conference room, the prayer room of the original Coloni, could accommodate a full 300 crew members at a time to pray to the emperor. Now the statues have been removed, connected to the star map projector and countless data, Tactical report.

Tables and chairs were prepared early, surrounding the star map, and it was expected that the elites of the Imperial Guard could plan the tragic fate of the heretics in that sector wherever they were.

Alan Bayer will come very early tomorrow, even earlier than General Marcato, because the battleship is boring, and he cannot go back to the Bordeaux to find a few sailors to play cards to kill time. If he had nothing to do, he came there early.

But he was startled as soon as he opened the door, because "people" were already sitting in the conference room. Alan Baier was not sure whether he was something, after all, the humans he knew didn't look like that.

Ask him to describe a thinner, smaller, orc killing can, walking in the conference room wearing the robe of a motor oil man. Although he still carries his loyal skeleton and the gears of the Mechanicum, but he is That's not the case with Lambert's first impression.

He felt that the thing in front of him was more like a green-skinned machine than a human or a member of the Mechanicus, but it was different. He made a mechanical sound, but that was the only thing that was very similar to the Mechanicus.

"Lieutenant Colonel Alan Bair, he is also known as Mechanicus, Icarus, and once served as the chief defense structure designer of Iron Gate."

Alan Bair thought for a while, why were the Imperial Guard so poor? He saw in the battle report that the Oil Man was dismembered by the Orks, but how could they be so poor that they used Orc scrap metal to cast the body of the Mechanicus?

But the well-informed Astra Militarum Lieutenant Colonel was also surprised by Buju's answer. "Thank you, Father Icarus, and praise the Emperor."

Icarus answered. “Praise be to Om Messiah.”

Alan Bayer walked east uncomfortably and found a seat farthest away from him, but the priest still looked at him unabashedly.

"I have used green-skinned machines before, right? Lieutenant Colonel?"

He asked as if he was in a trance, and Alan Bair also answered. "Yes, he has used Yidong."

asked the priest. "What principles do those machines have? Why can they..."

Alan Beyer said. "The Orks have a waaaagh stance among themselves, and that stance allows the Orks' unphysical machines to function, that's all."

"Did he use the machine because there were still remnants of heresy in the air at that time? Those remnants of witchcraft allowed him to complete the basics of tactics. Is it true that the Emperor bless him?"

But the priest said. "I'm talking nonsense. Humans can't drive that kind of scalability, and the position of the orcs is wrong because the orcs have strong collective needs. Without a large number of orcs, my operations would not be possible at all."

"What am I hiding, Lieutenant Colonel?"

Alain Bair's forehead was dripping with cold sweat. He had indeed thought about being caught by the Inquisition and asking questions, but he had always regarded himself as the mainstay of the empire and believed that he could escape. Even if he pretended to be a fool, the Inquisition would not How about wronging him.

But at this moment, he really felt that the Mechanicus in front of him wanted to eat him alive and dissect him.

"What do you mean? He is very bright. The orcs are just the orcs. He just drives the alien engine by completing the tactical goals."

The priest stood up, his twisted body slowly approaching, while speaking. "It seems that there is a lot to discuss between them. He has a topic about whether orc weapons can be used by humans as the core, or even humans can make orc weapons. If those cheap steel recycling technologies can be used by PDF, then a world The firepower can be increased a lot.”

Alan Bayer held the relic leg gun at his waist, calmly adjusted it to the melt mode, thinking about how to open the gourd for the suspected heretic, and then answered. "certainly."

"He is happy to discuss it, but during that time he needs to recover the lost Iron Gates of our Adeptus Mechanicus, and I'm sorry that he can't work with me to produce useful information about the Empire."

"Well, he'd be happy to let me try to capture some orcs."

The priest's mechanical legs and arms were raised. "No, his experiment must be mine. Now they can discuss a specific issue."

Icarus believed that the flesh before him could not avoid his claws, unless he became the Space Marine, the Astartes.

Alan Bair also felt that the Mechanicus had gone crazy, but he would not be defeated, so he begged the Mechanicus to get closer a few meters. His melt range would have reached the standard, and he could kill the anthropomorphic person with just one shot.

In this state, the situation was tense. When the Mechanicus Ma Zaiqiu stepped into the range of Alan Bair, and the Mechanicus Cult Ma Zaiqiu jumped up to attack, the door of the conference room suddenly opened, and General Makato with the Stormtroopers came over. The men and horses were putting away their weapons, but it was tacitly understood that they did not expose the wrong side, because the two people were not clean in using heretical items.

General Makato said as he saw the two people walking so close to each other. "He is very happy to see that our relationship is so good. The meeting will start in a few minutes. He hopes that we can be as separate as possible. After all, the priest is asking to provide them with a feasible reference for the attack plan. He hopes that I can be close to him. A little closer."

Icarus answered. "certainly."

Marcato continued. "Lieutenant Colonel, please be prepared to pick up those guys from the east who are veterans but not even the Imperial Navy. Don't embarrass the Imperial Guard."

Alan Bair glanced at the Mechanicus. "certainly…"