Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire

Sergeant Catachan, Lieutenant General Makator, communications from major imperial officers or other chaotic forces, and even the Founding Governor requested a copy of the planning process there.

To be honest, it was not the first time that Alan Bair had presided over such a large-scale war plan involving a quarter of the Astra Militarum in a sector and held such an important position.

Maybe that would make him a representative recognized by the empire for his hard work, but no matter what, if he needs to use his own plan and wisdom, he can complete the much-anticipated rescue operation.

To the empire, the existence of those mechanical priests was even more valuable than the Steel Gate. At the end of the 40th millennium, mankind experienced countless losses and betrayals. Electronic equipment was strictly restricted, making it almost impossible to store precious information. Tools, and those mechanical priests are like the "hard drives" of human beings.

Although they are arrogant and stupid, but if they inherited the stc from their sage teachers, they would not be able to maintain one of the countless long roots of the human empire.

If a Mechanicus priest is lost, it means that the Empire will lose something that can be manufactured in the future, ranging from the auspicious omen used in that sector, or even the sentinel mecha, to the small promethium lamp or laser gun battery for civilian use. Although there must have been more than one priest outside the Empire who knew those things, their deaths made the precarious situation in that sector even worse.

Saving those idiots in the east, that matter has become urgent, but Alan Bair will not blame General Makato. If his plan and execution are not rejected, the Steel Gate will be destroyed by the heretic's Ark of Evil Omen and will not appear at all. The so-called rescue plan.

Alan Bayer arranged his military uniform and looked at the people there. In the entire world of that star system, there were hundreds of thousands of Imperial Guards, hundreds of thousands of Imperial Navy, and hundreds of billions of people waiting for him.

Were the presidents in previous lives also like this? Yes, you have to be the president of the Human Alliance or something. Alan Bayer smiled mockingly to himself.

"So." He has no manuscripts, no designs, no messy things, and no so-called PPT. He does not report to the company, but wants to express his thoughts naturally.

"Everyone in the empire, we should be clear about what the so-called orcs are. They only know how to ask for money. They are greedy and stupid. They trample on the land and pollute the environment. They are worthless. Aliens are not like this."

After the good start, all the imperial officials present couldn't help but nod. It was an orc. The description was apt and flexible, as if the green, disgusting thing was in front of them and interfering with their meeting.

"But they cannot ignore one thing. The Blood Axes are different from those traditional orcs. They are not chaotic. They have military traditions. They will form legions. They will plan, lurk, bombard and detour."

‘If you are not being alarmist, under certain circumstances, the military quality of the Blood Axes may exceed that of the Imperial Guard. "

At this moment, an Imperial Marine stood up at the school. "I'm sorry to interrupt my story. The Emperor is here, so why are the orcs..." He thought about the words. "Such order?"

Alan Beyer replied. "The Blood Ax clan has a long history. During the empire's greatest moment, the orcs saw how powerful humans were and began to imitate them. Therefore, they continued, expanded, and changed their physiques."

"Actually, you can open Attachment 034 prepared by General Makato. It records the losses caused by the Blood Ax clan in that sector. It contains the appearance of the Blood Ax in several battles between the Empire and the Orcs, and the Blood Ax There have also been records of transactions with worlds on the edge of humanity.”

The sound of pages turning made Alan Bayer feel like he was working as a teacher. Such a sense of deviation made him uncomfortable.

Some people also put forward counter-arguments. "If the Blood Ax was once so powerful, why is it the least common among the mainstream orc clans now?"

Alan Beyer replied. "The thing that goes against the nature of the orcs cannot be changed. No matter how powerful they are, they will still have some good qualities. The Imperial Research Institute observed a large decline in the blood ax orcs hundreds of years ago. For relevant information, you can check the follow-up of attachment 034 document."

'To be honest, although the Blood Ax Orcs have declined, their characteristics destined the Blood Ax to be cunning and difficult to deal with. And he once again thanked General Makato for the various accessories provided by the plan, and his investigation was wrong for that. The plan produced great results. "

Makato's face turned red. "Well, if the arrival of Lieutenant Colonel Alan Bayer is not allowed, then the data will just be ashes."

The two people were at each other's throats at the moment, but the officers did realize the importance of the operation and Alan Bair's understanding of the orcs was indeed good, and among the countless enemies of the empire that the empire faced, The orc threat has always been at the top of the list.

Although the Imperial Guard and the Imperial Navy usually keep their mouths shut, their attitudes are surprisingly consistent when there is a real person in sight, that is, they should keep their mouths shut.

They knew that if the Emperor really blessed him, then whether the Lieutenant Colonel was indeed a good medicine for the Ming Empire, as if he was shaped by the Emperor, and whether he could withstand the fatal blow of the orcs, or the emperor's orc killing legs, then they Good opportunities must be seized.

But there were still people who didn't fit in with the atmosphere. When Icarus realized that the commander of the Imperial Guard in front of him was as knowledgeable as Coco and himself, even if it was not about orcs, the alien aspect that he paid the least attention to, he also had a slight feeling of confusion. extreme.

His eyes scanned the information, greedily experiencing the knowledge, and soon he felt that his hunger was still lingering. He wanted to know more, and the treasure trove was close at hand, and the Imperial Guard Lieutenant Colonel's wetware could give him more.

His restlessness and urgency were cooled by his emotional controller. In the eyes of ordinary people, he was just an ordinary member of the Mechanicus who lost his legs, arms and honor due to the invasion of the orcs. Ordinary people in the empire lacked mechanical knowledge and were also very poor. He rarely had so much communication with orcs.

It can be said that except for the same mechanical priests or experienced orc commanders like Alan Bair, most people cannot rely on one-sided differences to judge whether the person in front of them is a heretic.

Coco is different from the empire that most people imagine, but the empire is not really crazy and stupid. Although the Inquisition is extreme and dangerous, the report of wrong heretics has not reached the point where everyone is under fire.

It can even be said that the ambush, concealment, and investigation of the Inquisitors are often the main reason why the Empire defeats the subspace demons. If the demons are wrong about something, their disgust can surpass that of the Gray Knights, then it is definitely not the case. Those conscientious judges, no matter how disgusting their behavior is, or how scary their actions are, they are all heroes of the empire, and I can’t agree with that.

As it turns out, a heretic was buried in such a demanding meeting, and even took on the task of being a recruiter, but very few people noticed it.

Lieutenant Colonel Alan Bayer can continue to speak.

"He has studied the situation of the orcs there. First of all, he thinks the location of the members of the Mechanicus should be at the outermost part of the Steel Gate."

"In the former church of the Messiah of Ohm, the God of All Planes, because there is a large area, enough space, and a deep location, it can withstand the penetration of bombings and invasions."

"On the contrary, the connection of that church is narrow, and because the outside of the asteroid is full of moisture and is moist and narrow, it is easy to suppress the invasion of large-scale troops and relieve the defense pressure of the orcs."

"The imperial troops will definitely struggle if they break through frontally. There is no doubt that that position is very suitable."

At this moment, an officer raised his leg, and Alan Beyer nodded.

said the officer. "Why not there, they have other cocoa properties, such as the warehouse to the east of the base, and the orc cocoa will disperse the hostage locations."

Alan Beyer replied. "Dispersing the hostage positions will lead to the rescue of one of the Mechanicus. The orcs now have almost no military strength or strategic advantage. The Mechanicus is their only weight. Losing one point means that their danger increases. ”

"If he is not one-eyed, he will definitely guard those precious red robes with heavy troops. Secondly, he does not recommend wars of attrition, because the greenskins can perform photosynthesis, and at the same time, there are heretics eyeing them. Don't forget the red pirates, everyone. "

The officers were silent, they were not sure, but the person in front of them seemed to be the only one, but some people still said it. "How to break through, large-scale troops cannot get close, and the orcs can also fight. If Emperor Dongfan doesn't deny it, he doesn't think anyone can get close to so many orcs quietly."

Alan Beyer replied. 'Hey, they airborne from the top of the base on the surface of Steel Gate, and then relied on engineering equipment to drill holes, penetrate the thick layers of fine gold and ceramic steel, and rock formations that looked like asteroids, and then stole the priests out bit by bit. "

Marcato couldn't walk anymore at this moment. "Oxygen, food, supplies, how to bury the huge sound of drilling? Although they have a blueprint, if you get close to the outside of the orcs' residential area, the sound will be transmitted to the orcs' ears through the metal."

"And he can estimate that the location is a hundred meters deep. Even if the best one-man engineering equipment in the drilling empire is fully used, it will take three days to completely penetrate. Not to mention that I need to bring people out."

"The Bordeaux, please don't watch me destroy supplies!"

Alan Bair nodded. "Their group has thousands of power weapons. The Destruction Stand can pry open those things. It is faster and quieter than any current human drill. It makes a slight buzzing sound. Just pay a little attention to the servo output."

Makato licked his lips. "Am I a lunatic? A power weapon is like an engineering drill. It is uncontrollable. It is a killing thing. The explosion caused by overload will kill us all. If it is not operated properly, we will be surrounded by orcs and die without a burial. place."

"If we excavate slowly, the oxygen will be emptied out, and the jumpsuit is simply not designed to have enough power to stay in a vacuum for several days."

Alan Beyer replied. "A day, give him a day, and if they don't finish, he will give the signal and the Imperial Guard will turn the operation into a forced invasion, and they will become a target for the Orks' fire."

The words ended, and there was a long and silent silence. Although the Empire had always emphasized that sacrifice could earn the Emperor's honor and approval, no one wanted any Imperial Guard to leave that bad universe, let alone the young man in front of him who was confident and capable.

An officer stood up. He was probably forty years old. "He is here to command that operation. Don't compete with him, Lieutenant Colonel Alan Bayer. I beg to go east alive."

Another man also stood up. He was much younger and had a bright future. "If he comes, he will serve a long time. He may not live to retire, so the action should be given to him."

Alan Bayer looked at them and saw that they all recognized the officer who had just raised the question, but he did not agree, so he said no. "Just ask Father Icarus to come."

"He is one of the designers of the Steel Gate. He is a genius and young. He has just experienced alien plunder. His heart is also full of anger. He is very capable of guiding the Skadi Regiment to accurately fall into the enemy's territory."

Alan Bair has always been afraid of orcs. He believes that even if the worst happens and Skadi's only group is surrounded by orcs, they can come back alive, but he can't let go of the heresy.

He needed to kill the heretic Mechanicum before it wreaked more havoc, lest his madness become a thorn in the Imperial Guard and undermine the entire plan.

If Ru Ming just paid a one-eyed apprentice Blood Ax by mistake, if he hid until the decisive battle with the Red Pirates and then lost his mind, the damage caused could directly cause the empire to lose a sector, about 400-500 worlds, and countless Imperial life.

As the only smart person, he must find a way to deal with the heresy. The void is the best place to be completely unmonitored. He has many ways to invade the orc gathering place, and he can even directly invade the one-eyed dog. Destroy those aliens before they regain their senses.

But compared to aliens, a traitor and heretic is more hateful. Alan Bayer knows very well what should be solved first, and he will not delay any disease. If the empire has one percent of his agility, then All human beings can return to the golden age, he thought mockingly.

The guy in front of him couldn't refuse. He had two choices: run away as a heretic, join the operation as a loyalist, and then hand over his life to Alan Bair.

Father Icarus stood up in front of everyone, and stretched out his twisted mechanical claws.

"Priest Mechanicus, Data Artisan, Icarus, please advise me, Lieutenant Colonel."

Alan Beyer replied. "Icarus, an allusion from Ancient Terra, the one who makes wings to fly towards the sun, the seeker, the curious one, is a very suitable name for me."

Icarus asked with a hint of faint surprise. "What happened to that gentleman?"

Alan Beyer replied. "His wax wings were melted by the temperature of the sun, and he fell to death in the endless ocean." Then he added casually, the void and the ocean are similar, Mr. Icarus.

Now that we are driving, please pay attention to the words used by Lieutenant Colonel Alan Bair when describing the location of the Mechanicus' church.