Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire

The Emperor was probably really blessing that sector. When the isolation caused by the subspace storm became more and more clear with the pioneering of the Rogue Traders, humans had opened up countless roads in the surrounding star systems, but the Skadi people soon found After receiving the news, the situation in most of the imperial worlds they explored was still not optimistic.

The Tau's non-warp travel has left their expeditionary forces everywhere in the Ultramarine Segmentum. Madmen who worship the Good Way are attacking their neighboring star systems. The plunder of the Eldar and Greenskins has made the situation worse. , but their size and threat are not as big as those of the Red Pirates.

Half a year after the terrible war in Pan Lan stabilized, most of the roads outside the Gondeva subsystem had been opened. After the calm subspace storm, the mess could be seen just by using astrology.

The entire Gondwa sub-sector is surrounded by aliens and pirates. Traitors or other twisted things have turned that peaceful place into a bad place, and the Red Pirates' forces are using the Pangia sub-sector as a springboard to invade the Gondwa sub-sector. .

The two sub-sectors of Pangia and Gundeva are almost adjacent brothers. Their defenses are at a loss. Ru Ming believes that the Red Pirates were delayed by the subspace storm. Otherwise, they would not have sent a small number of troops in just half a year. , for even for Chaos Traitors, traveling through the uncertain Warp is dangerous.

But if the military affairs departments of the two sub-sectors of Gondeva and Pangia have been completely paralyzed, Pangia's Astra Militarum has been completely annihilated, and Gondeva's mutiny has occurred due to being independent for a long time. In other words, they The base was captured by those who kowtowed to the Red Pirates.

Now it seems that although the subspace has prevented the entire bad situation from being completely impossible to turn over, it is still allowing the balance of victory to slowly approach Chaos Legs.

Fate favored those saboteurs, but the Empire would not surrender. The Adeptus Mechanicus and the Imperial Guard completely blocked the Forge World. Pan Lan's city completely restrained the Red Pirates' invasion force, and the entire huge hive They have all turned into prisons, consuming the vitality of those traitors.

The great actions of the Skadi Sole Regiment and the victory achieved by Lieutenant General Makato of the Pangia sub-sector in the void, and the almost completely shut down Ark of Omen achieved the few honors and victories of the Imperial Loyalists during that period.

In the praises and praises of the Rogue Traders, there is a trade that he has licensed to travel to dozens of worlds, providing the Skadi sole regiment with countless supplies and the support of the Empire's loyalists, although it is not as good as the overall war situation. It may seem trivial, but a year later, the Imperial Guard miraculously rebuilt the Ministry of War system in Gondwa VI.

During this period, Alan Bair himself wrote several applications for rewards from the Rogue Trader, such as related honors and badges, but the new Provisional Ministry of Military Affairs initially decided to use throne coins because of the Rogue Trader's request. to reward.

During the following period, the businessman relied on that incident as a bargaining chip to exchange shotguns for cannons in the forging world. You know, the best modification of civilian ships would not be equivalent to the entry-level battleships of the empire, but he got a ship comparable to a destroyer. armed.

During that time, Alan Bair once jokingly wondered if he could have any of his "fellows" or Imperials or humans from other eras who came from other times because of subspace. Otherwise, why would his experience be so powerful? Action It also shows the insensitivity of people in different empires, but their strong sensitivity to the situation.

But should he be overthinking it? The empire has always been ambiguous about the attitude of those prodigal people. Are those who hold trade licenses smart? Although people like him are indeed special, the empire is vast with trillions of people. It is not impossible for a few geniuses to be born.

And he was wrong that the businessman paid so much attention to him because he drank good coffee. It felt like rain after a long drought. Only at this moment could he understand how Kane felt after leaving Tanner Tea.

This is the favor of reconstruction, and he has repaid it. When Alan Bayer's "thin noodles" hit the new military affairs department, the military affairs composed of those new soldiers Dao Xuan (the veterans were almost dead due to heavy losses) The department then realized that a school-level officer in Ruming was equivalent to a lord general outside the sector, not to mention that the visitor was not as heavyweight as Lieutenant Colonel Skadi.

On that day, the entire Ministry of Military Affairs was processing the application. Even if it was delayed due to subspace transmission, it only took a month. (This is already very fast for the Ministry of Military Affairs, but it is understandable given the newly formed department.)

But it doesn't matter to Alan Bayer that such things are wrong. In his eyes, he will always be wrong about those damn traitors and greenskins. He still ignores himself and never changes. He will be on the front line. If you don’t enjoy the privileges and glory, you won’t be honored. If you don’t, you won’t be recognized. If you don’t, you won’t be able to continue your “family”.

Skadi, Ruming is one of the few lovers, and for human beings, she still needs to fight. As a parent, Alan Bayer overcame obstacles for her and laid a solid foundation for her. Ruming showed her strength and was favored by the stars. gather.

Although Skadi has perished, it has become the emperor's proudest jewel. Its shining light prevents traitors from invading the few quiet places, using blood and killing, war and death to extend the life of the huge empire.

Alan Bayer once thought that if the war ended, he wanted to become a lawyer, because he still looked up to those nobles in Buling, and his experience would make even the most ungrateful people dare not touch him. He asked for help. Invest his life into the few justice and fairness, just like what he is doing now.

He once wanted to be a great general, or a man as powerful as the Sun Lord, but now he just wants to enjoy the victory he has brought. Heretics and aliens will always hinder his path. Those things that make people resentful are so disgusting.

"Ah~"

The staff officer came out of the state of processing various intelligence at this moment, and he suddenly said. "That sigh is full of the meaning of wanting to quit."

Alan Baier said bluntly. "They have been entangled with the heretics for too long. Those bastards are constantly attacking their weak defenses to leave the city to plunder supplies. He still doesn't know what they are guarding. He doesn't know whether the commander will leave, but he can probably guess."

The staff officer and Alan Baier said in unison. "Start the witchcraft device." They have a tacit understanding, and they also know how difficult it is to make countless imperial engines suddenly lose their measurable things. As long as the witchcraft exists, the Skadi people will not be at ease, and the armored regiment will become a burden.

Alan Baier couldn't help but sigh. "If those heretics can suddenly disappear, how beautiful the universe will be."

The staff officer replied. "Absolutely not. Those things will never stay quiet for too long. It's been a year. He feels that they are still ready to move."

Alanbair looked at the damn sky that was unique to the gray Mechanicus's forge world. He couldn't help but miss his second home. Anyway, compared to that terrible place, it was heaven, and he didn't expect that he would be stationed there for so long.

"War is like a curse that entangles them. The one-eyed, the red pirates, the Hurons, and other evils permeate the terrible void. Staff, he is very happy to meet me, just to prevent him from sacrificing that day. He wanted to tell me about that thing in advance, actually."

The staff suddenly shouted. "Ah, Emperor~ Remember? It's called foreshadowing or something."

Alanbair choked. "Yes, that's right, but fate is not..."

The staff replied. "No, he won't allow me to do anything unlucky. That universe and that star region need you. No one else can do it except me. They must win and seize the opportunity, just like I boasted to him about the East Sea in the Blue Bay Tavern."

Alan Baier smiled. "Yes, he must seize the opportunity."

The situation is getting better. The power of the Imperial Guard is gradually growing. One day, the power of the loyalists will be able to eradicate the heretics there. When the Red Pirates flee, those victories will be like sweet wine kissing the cheeks and throats of the Imperial soldiers. Before that, the Imperial Guard will never be the thorn in the eyes and flesh of those traitors.

The heavy knocking sound in the gray command room, before running out of ammunition and food, Vengar looked at the promethium lamp that could no longer be bright. It was hard to imagine that famine had attacked them. After a year of being completely blocked from supply, they relied on countless terrible acts to support until dawn.

But the chance of victory was lost bit by bit. If the Imperial Guard didn't deny the fear of Merovingian, who could no longer be activated, Vengar probably knew that he would die.

And his potion has been finished, and those foods are the rarest things. His war brothers are good, but there are few mortals left, and his blood thirst is getting worse.

He now feels that he was wrong not to kill Valtex. If it weren't for the blacksmith's diligent work in the past year, as a logistics plan, their collapse would be faster.

The gods may have abandoned them... and at this moment, the few resources in the base are all used in the communicator. Vengar is looking forward to the support of the Red Pirates, but he has to admit one thing. An expedition can take decades, and Huron's attention to other star regions may not go away for a while.

Chaos Space Marines are not just about fighting. Huron needs to integrate forces, adjust the newly joined war brothers, and control the aliens and mortal legions they control.

That kind of large-scale mobilization will all pass through Huron's eyes. For Vengar, if he expects the help of the Red Pirates, then the Chaos Brothers in that world may have been extinguished by the Imperial Guard.

At first, that feeling of powerlessness echoed in his mind. Didn't the Skadi win before?

The protection of the Chaos Gods was not as strong as the power of Skadi. His destruction and revenge looked like a child's joke. The Skadi easily stepped over those burdens and walked towards him.

Vengar's mind began to be confused, but he immediately suppressed his emotions. When Vengar's emotions stabilized, he suddenly laughed. "Hahaha, hahaha... Skadi, Skadi!"

He laughed at himself for being forced to death by mortals, he laughed at himself for being powerless, and he also laughed at himself for having nothing, no friends. At this moment, he was very much in the battle group, and the moon of being hugged by his comrades on both sides and fighting each other flashed through his mind. He once had everything, but because of the pursuit of the so-called truth, he gave up his honor and was expelled from the fortress monastery that once accepted him.

When he really felt desperate, he looked at the Chaos mark on his armor. In those twisted and chaotic realities, he got everything at this moment, but he had nothing.

If the Chaos Gods really liked him, they should have given him more chances, instead of...

Zizizizi, Zizizizi, noise and chaotic sounds roared, he immediately alerted himself and approached the communicator, but the person who called the radio was a member of the Red Pirates. There was no doubt that Vengar had encountered the support he had been waiting for for a long time.

Things like answering communications were generally not something that mortal servants could do, but once it became clear that the mortal was almost dead, Weingar could speak for the first time on his own. "Red Pirates Advance Force, Commander Vengar."

He expected the man to answer him or his master Huron, but the answer came in a rough voice. "I, One-Eyed, can call me old One-Eyed, Spiked Can (the Orks' nickname for the Chaos Space Marines)."

"Alien?" Wengar's tone suddenly worsened. Even if they step into the traitors of Chaos, humans still like aliens because they recognize that they are the most perfect existence in the galaxy. Humans in the ancient Terra era were wronged by aliens. However, the source of the Milky Way is more complex and crowded with life than humans imagine.

The mystery and worship of the past have faded away, and aliens are no longer as common as humans, no matter whether they are empires or traitors, they are just disgusting things.

"He knows me, and I will not be defeated by Alan Bair's legs."

One Eye answered. "I know me too, and I can't be defeated."

"I must admit that neither of us can handle that guy."

Wengar asked, feeling extremely unhappy. "How did I get the information about that channel?"

One Eye is in his spaceship at the moment. The subspace cargo channel that was opened during that time made his pirate business even more prosperous. How can he cover up his existence? Ruming's orc spaceships are built to look like the slender Eldar. At a glance in the void, they are really the same.

The one-eyed leg palm held a Chaos mortal. The Ark of Omen was surrounded by the Imperial Navy, and there were deserters from Chaos traitors stationed everywhere. The Red Pirates were separated, and the long-range radio channel remained unchanged.

One-Eye just gave that boy the chemical agent that could make people tell the truth.

But One-Eye didn't answer Wengar's question, so he answered calmly and answered as always. "I can provide me with sources. I know that I applied to my army many times during that time."

"I can break through the Imperial Guard's defenses and come to me with enough supplies and a damn good generator, and I just need to kill those shrimps in front of me."

Veengar looked at his troops and realized that the Chaos Space Marines were beginning to show signs of transformation due to lack of supplies. Their endurance for one year was much beyond Veengar's imagination.

He can answer. "He agrees to my request, alien."