Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire

Night is not a peaceful time for the Imperial Guard. During orderly shifts, the Imperial Guard ensures that someone is always awake to face various horrific situations.

The city there was torn apart by a huge fallen battleship at this moment. It can be said that the defensive servitors and sentry towers previously designed by the Mechanicus were useless, and the harsh environment made it impossible for the Imperial Guard to suppress the enemy. Only at this moment did people feel that flesh and blood was real. trouble.

"The batch of supplies they brought from the east must have been pressured by the Mechanicus." Alan Bayer turned on the night light, looked at the report, yawned, and took another sip of his favorite artificial caffeine.

The staff officer replied. "The Adeptus Mechanicus, indeed, they sent many Alpha-level veterans and two Magi."

"Isn't it an honor? It seems that they have completely opened their hearts to them. There is nothing you can do about it. After all, that kind of thing suddenly fell in front of you..." Alan Bayer looked at the steel dragon stained with flames from the window. He knew that leg and probably knew who was coming.

Although he liked the Mechanicum very much, the foundry governor of that world was obviously better than the many mortal planetary governors he had seen. In that place where the situation was getting increasingly complicated, it was already very difficult to still plan the troops' advance normally.

Laziness and complicated emotions filled the entire world. The harsh environment and the changes brought about by the orcs made the originally safe situation worse. In addition, the Ministry of Military Affairs was unable to support the Imperial Guard in a short-term war against the two forces.

As Ming was in the small Pan Lan, the Imperial Guard, the Mechanicus, the Orcs and the Traitors were huddled together, and one couldn't help but feel that the galaxy probably had nothing to do with its spaciousness.

"They will raid the traitors first to see if they can use their strength to destroy those things. If their cold-proof clothes arrive normally, they will take action tomorrow." Alan Bair looked at the silver-red wilderness and the damned It's an empty, deserted city, but behind their castle is a brightly lit, normally functioning hive.

The glory and prosperity of the former empire had faded due to the war, and the city became like a wasteland amid gunfire and bombings. However, under such a tense situation, the Mechanicus still sent servitors and mortals to continue working, and Skadi was also affected by this. Shut up for the sake of profit, otherwise it would be a bad idea to be stationed in that deserted place.

Unknowingly, Alan Bair also got used to the peace there. Although the city of the Mechanicus was a little unhuman, it was better to have the void-like cruelty that always paralyzes life.

And he cannot deny God, cannot save everyone, and cannot make that world a better place. Aliens, heretics, and evil things are expanding wantonly in the territory of the human empire.

His actions against those heretics have always been bloody, tooth after tooth. When the light of the Emperor shines in the corner of the dark universe, the wrath of the Imperial Hammer will follow, but no Ai Lambair also knows that mankind can never return to the glorious era of the past, no matter whether it is the Dark Ages or the Great Crusade.

Having seen the light, it is hard to bear the darkness. Even if he is not the sun lord Macarius, he cannot be detached from the world. After he created a few miracles in human history, he realized that if he wants to create the glory of the Great Expedition, humans must get the light of the Star Torch. The news that you can survive in places where the light does not shine.

But he failed. The Sun Lord, who had opened up countless worlds and defeated many aliens and heretics, fell into despair in the darkness outside the galaxy. He was betrayed by the people of the empire he once protected and assassinated in a remote place, far away from Terra. and the border world of Thrones.

Every time he thinks about it, Alan Bayer will hesitate whether he should continue to work hard. Maybe that disgusting empire is beyond redemption.

But it is still not the Emperor's original gift to mankind, nor is it the only place for human beings to live in that cruel universe. Although it is corrupt and crumbling, it is still the original home of mankind.

Moreover, Alan Bair has always worked hard to protect the soldiers of Skadizondong. He has always cheated and lied to the empire.

Now that night was approaching, Alan Bayer picked up his communicator. As a commander, he couldn't be idle. He was bored anyway, so he took up the responsibility of asking for help, regularly sending signals to the external patrol team, asking for help. Ask the wrong party for an answer. He is a lazy man who is doing his job so that other comrades-in-arms will not do it. He doesn't like to sleep either, or it is already difficult for people to fall asleep on the battlefield.

"Is that the headquarters there? Is there the headquarters there? Please reply to the third reconnaissance team." After the report was completed, the sound of electric current appeared.

"The Third Reconnaissance Team responded, everything is normal, everything is normal, the Emperor bless you."

Alan Beyer replied. "Received." Then he started again, the second, the fourth, the fifth, the sixth. It was boring, but it was the only greeting from Ruming's insistent patrol troops. They were wearing thick cold-proof clothes. Walking in the dark night with no one around, Alan Bayer must also be responsible for the lives of those loyal people.

He exhaled a breath of mist, which contained the first nine sets of questions and answers. "Is there a headquarters there? Is there a headquarters there? Please answer the Ninth Reconnaissance Team. Please answer the Ninth Reconnaissance Team."

Sizzling, sizzling, time passed by minute by second. Alan Bayer looked at the communicator and repeated it again, but the mist he spat out condensed into the mist produced by the communicator.

"Emperor..." He frowned and pressed the emergency button. The roaring and alert sentry made a harsh sound in the Lumen Tower's constant light. No one could sleep peacefully anymore.

"Where is Lieutenant Colonel Alan Bayer? The Ninth Reconnaissance Team lost contact at the wrong time with an interval of 10 minutes. They are in Area A in the west, and they are all in the watchtowers!"

The soldiers climbed up the stairs, taking the weapons and clothes to protect themselves from the cold winter. The visibility at night was extremely low, and the Lumen Tower was constantly shining, hoping to find out where the situation was good. Under the shining of the light and exploring the east, a dark patch of darkness was revealed in the dark wasteland. An iron sheet suddenly appeared. It was a transport barge from the Mechanicum or a supply truck that the Skadi people were familiar with. But at the moment, there were bright red traces on it.

"What is that?" Alan Bayer took out his telescope and looked at it. It was hard to imagine what he saw. Bloody human external organs and flesh were smeared on the surface, drawing the Chaos symbol of an eight-pointed star. and a string of orc language.

Hundreds of skitarii were tied up inside, and the mechanical parts were dismantled. Two mechanical sages were given special care by him. The detector and prosthetic eye were completely damaged.

The rough iron chains and those symbols made Alan Bair feel restless. Obviously, the Skitarii and the Mechanicum Sages combined did not have that much flesh and blood, so the disappearance of a reconnaissance platoon...

And those "painters" and a few orc boys were watching the light of the Imperial Guard Lumen Tower in panic beside the truck.

"Heresy... Alien!" He gritted his teeth. That incident had touched his bottom line. From the time he took command until Ruming, he had never been so provoked in any battle, large or small.

"Open the Chimera, Poison Blade, and Lemanus, and bring the detonation gun and plasma gun. Be prepared. Those heretics are ambush nearby."

The staff officer looked at the disgusting thing and commented. "It's hard to imagine that the orcs and red pirates actually..."

Alan Bair cursed. "What are they doing? He begs them to pay the price. When they declare war on them like this, they must die."

That sentence also included fear and anger, or both. The choice made by those aliens meant that they would no longer take the Imperial Guard into consideration. During that time, Skadi's soldiers also begged to go out with all their strength. Destroy those things.

It was obviously too gentle to just monopolize their supplies before. Fighting a war of attrition with any heresy would be a waste. If you mispay those things, you must be quick, accurate and ruthless, regardless of the cost.

The Chimera armored vehicle drove out very fast. Apparently the orcs didn't realize that humans would notice their little moves so quickly. The blood axes in military uniforms quickly began to abandon the barge they brought and ran with all their strength on their fleshy feet. .

Unless they all grew up eating promethium, how could they possibly outrun the Imperial Guard's war engines? Besides, there were no obstacles or bunkers in the vast wilderness, and it was impossible to dodge.

The roar of the Imperial engine and the fury of the Imperial Guard followed one after another in the wilderness. Those chaotic traitors were soon to be separated from each other and were blasted in the darkness and cold by crude and intensive attacks. However, there were not many things transporting the challenge letter. It’s not really an alien loss.

Bu Nao would not be relieved to kill them like that! "The person in the cockpit, speed up, get closer to the orcs, and then don't ask for impact or shooting, he wants to hack them to death!"

It’s hard to imagine that Khorne’s words could be said by the Imperial Guard. Such tactics were actually very common among the Imperial Guard at the end of the 40th millennium. When the enemy’s armor was difficult to penetrate, observation ports were used. The commander uses power swords and other similar weapons to break through the enemy's armor, and then fires the main gun fire into it.

Relying on the mobility of small tanks to defeat the strong with the weak, it is said that the commander who invented this tactic used this method to kill a hive violence, but it is obvious that Alan Bair is more venting than tactics at this moment.

The roar of the engine was no match for the screams of the orcs at this moment. They were already running with all their strength, their thighs were trembling, and their trembling bodies were showing off. "Boss Xiami is here! The orc killer leg is here!"

Coming from the east, Alan Bair used his power scythe to quickly cut open the head of the yelling orc. He was like a lord who was riding a horse to kill in the feudal world or a Krieg cavalry. The bloody blood was wet on the Salamander Chariot. Now, because Alan Bair did not activate the destructive stance, he completely relied on the sharpness and strength of the scythe to chop off the head.

The green-skinned blood with the smell of fungus flew far away, staining Alan Bair's military uniform. If uninformed people saw it, they might think that the evil human cosmic country was massacring native intelligent creatures that were harmless to humans and animals. .

After all, no matter how you look at the costumes of the Imperial Guard, they are a bit crazy, with skeletons, sky eagles, crazy killings, and a lot of hatred for the aliens, which keeps the projectiles shooting. A few orcs even prey on the terrible troops.

When the killing was over, Alan Bair walked east from the Salamander tank in command form, holding his trophy in his legs, the head of an Orc boss, a special operations boss who commanded that operation, who looked like he should be a major. Level orc officer.

After making sure the area was clear, Skadi's Catachan surrounded their warlord, while Lieutenant Colonel Alain Bair kept him safe, while Staff Sergeant stood by with his bolter and chainsword. In the battlefield prayer, Skadi's soldiers lined up in order and slowly stepped forward to the drumbeat of blood and death.

"Litany of War

Emperor, bestow on me Your righteous fury and Your furious strength. Let me become the storm that blasts the enemy from your sight.

War Prayer (chanted before joining the battle)

Human Emperor, please grant me the wrath of the most righteous son, please grant me the wrath of the most righteous son. Please make him your son's trumpet, and make him the enemy of your son. "

It meant war, and it also meant anger. For Skadi's group, nothing could express their determination more than a prayer in praise of the Emperor, and it would never be the case if they didn't swear that it would be accomplished.

"Human Emperor, please grant me the wrath of the righteous son, please grant the wrath of the righteous son. Please make him the trumpet of the son, and scatter the hatred of the son." The sky-shaking prayer was repeated again, dispersing the people there. Dark evil, fear and filth, there is loyalty and anger. When such a voice reaches the ears of the muddy people, miraculously, Alan Bayer notices the voice.

"There are many people alive! Stop to pray, and military doctors are out!" He immediately looked at the members of the Mechanicus carefully. Although they had changed a lot, and although they believed in the God of All Machines, they were still fellow human beings. He We are still responsible for their life and death, not to mention whether they died for their own troops.

During the slow investigation, Alan Bayer determined the source of the broken bellows-like sound, and whether it was the dismantled remains of the mechanical sage. It was hard to imagine that his body had become almost an unknown mass. Stuff, if it weren't for Red Robe, even Alan Bayer would think it was a heretical decoration or something.

"Medical team, engineering team, come quickly!" Alan Bairhan said, but the sage said.

"Arya...not bad...should I...that Lieutenant Colonel?" His sensor has been completely broken, and he can rely on vibration to propagate sound to his previous cochlea. Very good, Alan Bair's voice is loud enough. .

"Don't worry about him, he can't hold it anymore. Main nest, No. Y341648, Huaen Street... There is a girl in the east of his house... She needs someone to take care of her."

Alan Bayer cursed. "He won't help me take care of the child, my bastard, come on, wake up!"

The priest said. "He saw that thing, and he recommended retreat. The evil mechanical soul of chaos is awakening. Lieutenant Colonel, give up that world..."

Alan Beyer retorted. "No, he won't let the sacrifice become a ridiculous joke. How many brothers died in the war in the void, and how many people left in that world?"

"They have a lot of unresolved matters with the heretics and aliens. What evil spirits? He has seen countless more disgusting things!"

"Believe him, go east alive, he ordered you, sage! He is not the hammer of the Empire! No enemy can resist their army, no!"

The sage raised his head. Even though he couldn't see anything, he heard the sonorous and powerful voice and realized that the world was very saved.

He received medical treatment and help tremblingly, and then smiled bitterly, as if the Mechanicus could not do anything in that war...

Dawn of War 1 is so fun, why doesn’t anyone add it to the readership (thinking)