Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire

Forest, if you want to use that word to describe the most prosperous technological city in the empire, it must be a bit good, but the second lieutenant can feel that primitive killing is growing there. At this moment, the hive city is no different from the forest, whether it is reinforced concrete, fine gold The potter removed the vegetation and replaced the rotting leaves with asphalt and filler.

Smoke and war, death or fate intersected in that narrow place. The ensign had to admit that the Emperor was caring for him. The intelligence brought by the brave technical priest was not bad. He knew the Mechanicum's base in that city. The strength of the army still remains, but those loyal members of the Adeptus Mechanicus hinder the progress of the Chaos Space Marines.

The ensign wanted to pay tribute to them, but he was also glad that he did not agree to the bombing. If the bombing really came as scheduled, the Chaos traitors would not suffer much loss, but the Mechanicus would definitely be injured.

The second lieutenant was also afraid. If the Mechanicus there had completely fallen, then his obstruction would actually be a bit unnecessary. His responsibility would be too great. Any judgment would determine the direction of the war and the lives of hundreds of millions of people. His body walking in the sentry was therefore Also trembling slightly.

He is not a mortal, his wisdom is nothing, and he is not blessed by the emperor, but how far can he go?

The second lieutenant didn't know whether Destiny was loyal or a traitor, and who she depended on. He didn't dare to risk the soldiers of Skadi's only regiment. In that regard, he and Alan Bair were actually at opposite ends.

If not, Alan Bayer would definitely order the soldiers to conduct a blitzkrieg to tear apart the enemy's defense before the enemy could form a complete defense project, but the second lieutenant spoke.

"Go to the Adeptus Mechanicus. They have joined forces with the Skitarii of that world."

Those are the safe insurance techniques, he can't go east, those crazy decisions and plans to let the brothers charge, because fate is endlessly demanding, mortal souls or other things.

He was imitating Alan Bair, but he couldn't do it. He didn't have the assistance of the chief of staff and the protection of Bordeaux. Although the 113th Phlaxian Regiment and the Imperial Guard denied him a powerful shield, he still gave up. Don’t lose the sanity of those different madnesses.

He was cowardly, but if it wasn't a mistake, it was fear. It was human nature, and the feeling he felt after relaxing. The second lieutenant was more like an Imperial man and conservative than Alan Bair.

He does not have that kind of blade-like aura and urgent war art. Lord, the wars that Alan Bayer has experienced are all in desperate situations. If he fails once, the supply, food, and even supplies waiting for mankind will be cut off. life.

The malice shown by the universe to that lieutenant colonel was clearly demonstrated in his tactics. Whatever others did to him, he would get back everything.

Malice and war will never be the theme song of that miserable world. The second lieutenant is deeply aware of the benefits of blitzkrieg, but he also hesitates because of it. Those tragic attacks are still vivid in his mind.

He listened to the restless pace of military boots and approached the core area of ​​the city. At this moment, they must be surrounded by soldiers and traitors lurking here.

They need to open camps and roads to accommodate refugees. It is hard to imagine that the kraft paper usually used to pickle pickles is really useful now. The people attacked by the angels urgently lack peace of mind. They are worried that they will be abandoned by the master of mankind, if not the empire. Guards, they will all commit suicide to prove their loyalty.

Sad, deplorable, and... stupid, those poor people, the ensign's eyes flashed with pity in the cockpit, and then he quickly continued to direct his compatriots to move forward.

The 12th Gray Garon regiment was containing and shrinking in an orderly manner. Chimeras, heavy bombs, and logging guns formed a battle line covering the city like a net. Following the advance of Skadi's only regiment, The situation is getting better and better, the loyal people are saved and the traitors start to fall back.

The second lieutenant looked at the temporary tactical tablet given to him. In just half a day, half of the city fell into the lap of the Imperial Guard, but he was still uneasy. They had killed less than five people during that time. The traitors were deliberately avoiding them and they were preparing. What?

They are like clouds that cannot be seen clearly covering this place. If according to the second lieutenant's understanding, then the traitors should consider the issue of numbers. When occupying a large amount of land, the Eastern Space Marines will be scattered. If they need to resist the Imperial Guard, they need to shrink their defenses.

But in that case, they will fall into passivity. Although the Space Marines are powerful, the scattered Space Marines should be even more powerful. They can destroy everywhere in the world...

The second lieutenant was not very clear, but if he had to go to support the Mechanicus first, the Skitarii would be a very powerful force.

"March at full speed, the enemy has no will to fight."

He ordered so, marching neatly, the sound of running footsteps echoed in the city. The arrival of the Imperial Guard was a salvation for the desperate loyal residents, but fewer and fewer people crawled out of the ruins. There is no doubt that those bloody things What are they killing, but are they killing mortals there for nuclear weapons?

If time is of the essence, they should seize the opportunity instead of wasting it on entertainment...

Amidst those restless feelings, the second lieutenant arrived at the base. The huge military camp was equipped with void shields and tarantula automatic turrets. The powerful firepower was enough to resist most invasions. The servitors held electromagnetic pulse flintlock guns. The powerful piercing power can break through the defenses of a Chaos Space Marine.

The place was in ruins, the buildings collapsed, the ground dented, and the Chaos Space Marines were attacking, but those loyal could not hold out for long.

The smell of blood had an irritating feeling mixed with promethium. The second lieutenant begged the troops to hide among the ruins and wreckage because he saw someone he didn't want to see, the red angel.

He had seen that damn heretic in Chimera. Even though his power armor had not been modified much and he was not as rough as his other heretic brothers, he was definitely the most damned and stupid one.

He held a chain sword on his leg and commanded the attack. His authority and dignity made his command as one and perfect in obedience. Those Chaos Space Marines regained the order they once had. Superhumans covered each other and formed several groups, making them difficult to deal with. The skirmisher line became their core for containing the firepower of the Adeptus Mechanicus.

The steel armor cast by the Empire for them hindered the penetration of shots, and the terrifying skirmish line that almost surrounded the entire building was something that commanders could not even imagine.

The regiments of the Empire are fighting in densely packed trenches. Is it because there are deserters in the Imperial Guard? If I find that my comrades suddenly disappear, my mentality will be shaken, and the call of the staff will also be scattered. It is difficult to hear the military lines clearly, and I will begin to doubt the rationality of the empire or even betrayal. Only the stability of comrades can make soldiers feel peaceful.

Commanding the surrounding area limits the scope of action of the Imperial Guard, but the Space Marines are different. They have strong wills and can fight in skirmishes. Large-scale artillery fire and dense firearms are not effective against them, especially the flintlock guns of the Mechanicus. That kind of powerful shooting weapon has many shortcomings. For example, if there are too few servitors, the shooting power will decrease. If the number of enemies is small, the accuracy will be poor.

The complete suppression of the tactics made the Mechanicus passive. If the fortress was not strong, they would probably have died, but why did the traitors need that camp and even abandoned most of the city because of it.

The second lieutenant looked at the battlefield. The situation was unthinkable. Skadi's only regiment was in the enemy's blind spot and could be taken by surprise. He drove the sentry to stand up, and his huge body stood erected among the reinforced concrete forest.

"Shoot! At the enemies of the Empire!"

"No empire!"

Deflagration, plasma and explosive bombs, those restless things roared to greet the Chaos Space Marines. The ensign's mecha was almost overheated and shot the enemy, but the situation was not necessarily good. The power of the shot was powerful, but it was not chaotic. The fragmentation of Space Marines makes the shooting much less lethal.

Just like whack-a-mole, overflow or insufficient firepower is everywhere. It is difficult for soldiers to plan how many people to shoot a traitor, and such waste is the prerequisite for the Space Marines to react.

Five or six traitors were killed in a single volley. Those absurd servants of Chaos looked at the Skadis. In their demigod nerves, the Skadis were slow in their movements and very skilled, but they lacked experience and the explosive bombs were too weak. Hence the roar.

The first platoon of loyal soldiers fell to the East, losing... 30 people!

The Space Marines forged by the Human Empire were so powerful that it was intimidating, not to mention that time they picked up the tactics from the Chapter era, interspersed, cooperated, and the assault Space Marines used their flying jump packs to jet forward.

The second lieutenant calmly used the sentry's huge body to hold back the demons wielding chain swords, but the single-molecule blade was not a threat to him, and the sentry's big feet soon received wounds.

The ensign had to admit that his command failed. He was nervous. Promethium and machine oil flowed from his mecha. If he could not defeat the three assault space marines in front of him, he would die.

"Heretic!" fired explosively, but the jetpack and the reflexes of a demigod felt like swatting flies. They skillfully avoided the deadly heat ray. At the same time, the rest of Skadi's only group also faced such difficulties, Assault on the Stars The warriors have those tactical squads that give the Imperial Guard a taste of what it's like to be an enemy of the Empire.

That was the true strength of the Space Marines. In an instant, the Lieutenant's bold words and will were completely shattered by the strength of the angels, and the chain sword also saw off his sentry's right foot at this moment. He lost his balance and moved toward He fell sideways, and those silent giants looked at him like gods.

"Ruined…"

The second lieutenant smiled bitterly as he looked at those terrible things, whether it was his fate, his destiny, his tragedy and his decision. He didn't regret it, but Skadi's brothers seemed to be held back by him. He shouldn't hesitate. , he should plan better. Is there no second time in life? Is life like this?

But at this moment, he couldn't help but think, what could be so noisy, the sound could even cover the sound of the chain sword, which would make people irritated!

But after a moment, he no longer had that thought, because the huge lady broke through the obstacles of countless houses and came forward, accelerating the roar of the giant rocket main gun and cannon attachment, and that restlessness came too late!

He heard the cheers and the soldiers showing off. "Poison Blade! No Emperor's Poison Blade!"

Then a full-speed Chimera hit those supermen from the east, and the Assault Space Marines could rely on their mobility to escape, giving up the wrong attack on the Ensign. At this moment, the poison blade opened the way, the Hydra tank, and the Lemanus (very soon) It's partly false. It's not because every poor lieutenant colonel joined there as fire support.

The steelmen formed a shield, and the ensign listened to the sound coming from the communicator. "The evacuation is well done, but sometimes you are too arrogant. Boy, you can rely on your sister."

The ensign knew that voice. "Miss Zaiwei, he has to admit that you are quite charming sometimes, especially when you are driving the Emperor's Baneblade to save heroes..."

The lieutenant was adjusting the instruments in the captain's room of the poison blade and answered. 'Zorba is sweet, but he has someone in his heart. He won't agree to anyone who asks him out except the lieutenant colonel. " "Very much, I'm a little immature to be a hero." The lieutenant was suddenly pushed forward by the Chimera. He stuttered and answered, because of the gravel, he almost fainted. "What are my soldiers doing? ! " The lieutenant said. "He brought my knight. If I have that Titan, can I overcome my cowardice? "

Then the engineering team skillfully connected the sentinels to the modified Freeblade. The lieutenant felt that his vision had become very high. From crawling on the ground in frustration, he could look down at the Red Pirate Commander. The war and smoke, the huge city or the ruins were all in sight. Why did the Mechanicus point at his Titan and curse?

The lieutenant operated the legs and arms to raise the heavy hot melt cannons and fired fierce anger at the group of several Space Marines. It was revenge, retaliation, Skadi, and the humiliation just now.

His void shield became brighter under the attack of the Space Marines, but it still could not prevent his hot melt from melting those arrogant supermen. Under the cover of the Titans and with the help of the poisonous blades, the place was cleared in just a moment.

The biggest problem still exists, that is, those space warriors have fled into the ruins of the city, and the war engine cannot chase them.

The Skadi regiment, Ru Ming’s troops, cannot fight against them, although they are full of fighting spirit, strong will, and well-equipped.

When the war was over, the lieutenant leaned against the ruins and looked at it with a little sadness. He should have negotiated with the Mechanicus, but Ru Ming hid there.

There was no chaos, no one was quiet, and there were traces of war and death. The lieutenant took out his private collection of wild snake wine from his sentry, which was almost a good thing.

"My kid is very stealing." The lieutenant's arm suddenly rested on his shoulder.

The lieutenant poured the wine on the ground. "He doesn't deserve it. He let his brothers die." The lieutenant said. "It was not me who killed them, but my hesitation. If I had one-third of the decisiveness of the lieutenant colonel, then victory would be within reach. "

"If I really have that kind of consciousness, they are discussing dating or something, kid."

The lieutenant blushed. It must be said that he is still at the age of first love. There is nothing he can do.

"No, sir!" He answered like this. Maybe the dark universe is still good just for such a moment...

And then, the lieutenant blushed. He needed to uncover why the Space Marines were obsessed with attacking the base of the Mechanicus!

It means that I don't want to write tomorrow. I don't want to move my legs. I am not used to being idle.

In terms of recommendation, he is still very unhappy about being asked for the same thing as the popular fan works, because he wrote Warhammer, and the commercial value is definitely not as good as those Naruto, One Piece, Marvel, etc., but if he thinks like that, does he think Warhammer is not as good as those stories?

Definitely not, but he also realized that he was writing with the blessing of the Emperor. Perhaps without the efforts of the Imperial Guard, his story would be ignored.

He couldn't deny that he wrote very commercially. It's just that, even if he tries to ignore it, it's not the case. Qidian is a very utilitarian platform that doesn't give him a place to express himself.

He is not a genius, his road is full of difficulties, he can't count how many bytes he has, and when he thinks he's getting better, reality still hits him hard.

Now he realizes that he has to put aside most of his thoughts and face it, that is, online literature does not mean good stories exist, but he is still naive, unless his soul dissipates in the subspace, before that, he will still maintain his naivety until his own end comes.

Only when there is an eye of the storm, it seems peaceful, and he will not be satisfied, still asking for his own thoughts, trying to move forward, and seizing opportunities, even if his writing journey is bumpy.