Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire

Going back in time to when the Imperial Guard had not broken through the thick bastard shell, One Eye was not surprised to see the orcs being defeated like a mountain. He was ready to let Leg Dong activate the escape tunnel they had dug before, and would carry Mo The thing of Lorwyn's will is hidden in his arms.

At this moment, he was watching with interest the Space Marines anxiously surrounding and walking around, and looking at himself with disgust, as if to say that it was all because of me.

One-Eye doesn't care how they criticize him, he will never be a winner, and his friendship with the Chaos Space Marines ends here. He got something better, and he tried it again. Rumin's orcs can't defeat Aylan. Bayer, he has become too powerful, trusted by too many people, and has become twice as sharp.

And One-Eye's gloating smile was not hidden from the Space Marines. In the thousand-meter-long Didong base, those three-meter-tall giants had to lower their heads. They shook their heads, and they who were already depressed tasted defeat again. The already uncomfortable Space Marines saw the one-eyed look in their eyes at this moment.

They raised their weapons and pointed at the alien who usually looked at Bu Ling, and the electronic voice spoke in a throat. "That damn alien of mine, have you been looking forward to that day for a long time?"

One Eye said without any fear. "We are just too weak. Ruming lost again. We have to leave. Goodbye."

Veengar cursed almost instantly. "How dare you!" He raised his chain sword and slashed at One-Eye, but he was answered by countless orc boys shooting with guns, trying to kill him.

In addition, the Imperial Guard's constant bombings filled the place with thick smoke. In the confusion, One-Eye could only pull out his power saber, instantly cut off the legs and arms of the Space Marines, and then led the boy closer to the escape area they had prepared. , there are smoke bombs to block the vision and their path forward to ensure that the Space Marines will not compete with them for position.

The orcs and the traitors seemed to have severed all ties with each other at this moment, and there was no longer any relationship between them. Veengar was heartbroken, but he still felt that he had brought it upon himself.

When Wengar stopped protecting his head from shooting, the base was in a mess and empty, with the Space Marines on the ground covering their legs and arms, and Miu Miu's several war brothers.

He lost, he lost completely, he lost because he believed in aliens, he lost because he used people, he lost because he trusted him. Even though he was extremely skilled in martial arts, even though he was extremely smart, no one in that world had their heart towards him. In the end, he couldn't get out of it. The curse called the Astra Militarum.

Veengar looked at the only huge monster left in the east, the steel dragon Merovingian. He ordered the dimensional blacksmith, and his tone was not an order, but a plea.

"Activate the Merovingian, brother, they lost, but I don't want my brothers to die and have nothing left. I can escape, but I beg to stay there."

"He begged to kill everyone who set foot there, no matter who he was, until he died."

The dimensional blacksmith choked up, and then Ladon gave Merovingian power supply equipment. Although he didn't like that guy, he was indeed a space warrior. His honor and destiny as a red pirate made him unable to leave.

"He, please fight with me, brother."

The same goes for the few remaining 10 Space Marines there, they all said in unison. "In the name of the Black-Hearted King, the Red Pirate will fight to the death and will not fail!"

Veengar raised his head now. For the first time, he got what he had been looking forward to, even if his death was approaching.

"Damn it, Chaos Gods, all of you in the High Heaven, if we really protect them, then let them die in the war..."

It was as if the Chaos Gods heard his plea. At this moment, the metal isolation layer made of fine gold collapsed during the bombing, and Alan Bair's face that made him unable to sleep on the moonlit night also appeared in front of him.

It was the first time that Wengar looked at his enemy so carefully. He was wearing a green steel helmet and holding a small relic gun on his leg. He had tender cheeks but firm eyes. His body was tall and tall in military uniform, but there were many badges on his chest. Said in an angry tone.

"It's time, he sends us to meet our Chaos Gods!"

The height difference makes the Imperial Guards look even bigger than the Space Marines at this moment. At this moment, the sun gradually rises, and dawn slowly appears in that world. The sun at this moment is not so hot, deadly and scary, but the huge size of the star is also Show its malice.

Strange things were hovering in the sky. In the sunshine, some soldiers noticed strange skulls flying at high altitudes. It was only at this moment that Alan Bayer noticed at the prompts of the soldiers that the Mechanicus had been watching their efforts...

Among the Orc battleships in the distance, a few spaceships suddenly left the ground and approached the atmosphere. They nimbly avoided the Mechanicum's fire, and also announced that One Eye had launched an escape plan.

Vengar looked at the Imperial Guards in front of him calmly, wondering whether they could break his plan this time and let the orcs betray him.

Then he shouted angrily. "Blacksmith, activate Merovingian!"

The terrifying subspace dragon roared up and climbed up in the east of the rising sun, slowly driving its huge spiritual magic to threaten the life of the empire.

But Alan Bayer was already prepared to take out the bomb he got at the Steel Gate of the Mechanicus, a virus bomb made by the genius of the Mechanicus, and threw it at the monster as fast as possible.

After the burst of emp's light, the electronic nanovirus also entered Merovingian's body. After a brief tremor, the extremely powerful thing, which was even regarded as the Ohm Messiah by the Mechanicum, short-circuited.

"It's just scrap metal!"

Alan Bair commented like that, and Weingar was almost dumbfounded as he watched the giant he trusted collapse because of such a ridiculous situation.

It might have been like this at first relying on external force, but instead of paying more attention to someone there than Weingar, he started to take action. When a strange radio echoed in Alan Bayer's communicator, that special kind of , the accent with its ruthless grating also made him realize that the oil guy hadn't left in the first place.

"The Founding Governor requested a call, but he has already entered the channel. Lieutenant Colonel, as the supreme commander of the Imperial Guard on the ground, he is now requesting that the heretics who invaded his world be handed over to him."

Alan Bayer almost immediately shouted back without any hesitation. "Give it to NMB. After so many brothers have died, why don't I capture that red pirate and that dragon? So I said, beg him to help and give us the things?"

"He begged to go through the normal process, and begged the Tribunal to judge the disposal of the monster's relics. Whether it should be sealed by the state religion or not, we should study it ourselves and let the High Lord of Terra judge. When did I shut up? It counts, rubbish!"

And when he finished speaking, the light of the Mechanicum's unique electromagnetic flintlock flashed by his cheek, grazing his helmet, leaving scarlet burn marks. If they used explosive bombs, Aylan would Bayer is dead at this moment. Of course, even if he sees the armor, he will be dead if he hits it accurately.

came the communicator. "Sorry, the servitor misfired."

Alan Bair replied sarcastically. "Our Mechanicum has so many high-end technological witchcrafts. Why did the most stable flintlock gun misfire? What happened to my ranger?"

The action of the Mechanicus completely angered the Skadi and Falakians, and a large-scale operation was about to begin. At this moment, they wanted to directly demolish the Mechanicus' hive to provide oil to the heretics in the name of the Emperor. Let’s see who’s awesome!

But Alan Bayer touched his helmet and said heartbrokenly. "I didn't expect that the heretics didn't destroy it. The aliens couldn't do it. It was not the imperial people at first..." That was consistent with countless situations he had thought about. Betrayal and fear were infinitely scarier than the enemy's real swords and guns. He was thinking at this moment. It was a bit cold, and I was completely disappointed with the Mechanicus.

But if it turns out that there is no traitorous behavior in the Mechanicus, he can say so. "Let them take that thing away, and they won't deal with the traitors inside."

A voice of thanks came from the communicator, and it was emphasized. "Thanks for our generosity, he will send a list of newly minted items later."

Alan Beyer replied. "No, he feels that Dongci and the others are no longer allies when they meet, after I behaved like that."

replied the Governor. "What happened to him? Is he pursuing the truth?"

Alan Beyer said. "This is the first time he has seen a lunatic like me. The Ministry of Military Affairs can't control me, so he can endure it. But the subspace storm has gradually become smaller. When they contact Terra, it will be up to the Tribunal and I will convict you."

The Governor knew very well that it would take a long time. During that time, he would be able to prepare many things. This was also the source of many rebellions in the Empire. The Imperial Guard often had no decisive factor to deal with suspected traitors.

Unless they now catch the Mechanicum researching some heretical or alien technology, Alan Bayer's mind flashed to the laboratory he had seen in the Steel Gate. He could not ask about the laboratory before, but now he has more After finding the reason, Ru Ming needed to settle the matter, and then brought Lieutenant General Marcato and a group of Imperial Guard executives.

They "accidentally discovered" the Mechanicus laboratory, and then "accidentally" discovered those twisted experimental subjects under the Emperor's guidance. Afterwards, they could even choose whether to use virus bombs or cyclones according to the situation. Torpedoes, or a throwback nuke.

The two old foxes were so respectful to each other at this moment. One hoped that Skadi would not ask for help and they could conduct their own research, while the other hoped that they would leave the orbit of that world and then take revenge.

And when the rangers, servitors, and Alpha veterans approached and the Skadi left, Vengar's anger became fierce.

When he realized that the Imperium had regarded him as a defeated warrior, his dignity and the initial honor of those Chaos Space Marines were evaporated at that moment, the anger turned into violent fire and explosive bombs in return for the greedy Mechanicus soldiers.

"We mechanical wastes can't get anything out of the Red Pirate Legs!"

That roar made the servitors of the Adeptus Mechanicus, those whose brains had been lobotomized and whose heads were replaced with synthetic nerves, feel the so-called fear and not feel close to them. However, when the Foundry Governor's order was reactivated at the storage point, those servitors And he said it without hesitation. "Clear protocol, open."

However, Skadi's soldiers just took the car, drank food to replenish body fluids, and left with the dog tags of their comrades. They were not used to the feeling of not being able to clean the battlefield, but for the members of the Mechanicus, The war has just begun.

When the bombardment began, those furious Space Marines exerted their power at this moment, and their bloody speed as the Emperor's war machine came into play at this moment. Those servitors were attacked by a storm of explosive bombs, and what was left was not You must not be weak, but the most difficult things are often left at the beginning.

"No, Om Messiah, purge the treaty, start..." Before he could finish his words, the Ranger's carbine had not yet been fired. Those violent things smashed his head instantly, and his insect-like face looked distorted, but Instantly shattered into several pieces by a blaster, his ceramite body couldn't save him, nor could his Ohm Messiah, nor his Forge Governor.

"No, it's too fast." The data craftsman secretly exclaimed, but soon, he calmly came back. "Keep moving forward, just gears and algebra!"

The movement of the Mechanicum's servitors was very uniform and coordinated. It was unpredictable for the mortal troops, but it was difficult for the Space Marines to move the target. Dozens of battle brothers raised their guns and fired fiercely.

The roar of explosive bombs can easily penetrate adamantine, but regardless of the style of the Mechanicus, in fact, most of the Empire's troops are still restricted by the Holy Code, and the Mechanicus servitors who lack heavy firepower are particularly weak when facing Space Marines.

‘Burn Governor, they are receiving a powerful counterattack! "

The Foundry Governor's answer was emotionless, but seemed extremely greedy. "Go forward, no matter how many servitors it takes, to retrieve that heretical machine..."

At this moment, the Skadi soldiers, or to be precise, all the Imperial Guard soldiers were evacuating the world. Alan Bair looked at the world where they had been stationed for more than a year. His heart was extremely complicated, because he was as clear as day. There's an enemy to deal with, and he's already one of the Empire's most valued servants.

He sighed. "People's hearts change so quickly." And he actually lamented that the things Weingar wanted to die for were not real battles, but mechanically transformed prisoners, servants, mutants and other bastard things...

At this moment, in the former orc base, the ground is covered with debris. Within a few kilometers, there are two strong red pirates who are still fighting. The chaotic ground composed of parts and flesh is there. The data craftsman looks at it in fear. Looking at the two space warriors in front of him.

His emotional controller was out of control. He never thought that ten traitors could cause such a huge loss. At this moment, Veengar's legs and arms were fused, and the Dimensional Blacksmith's condition was not much better, but otherwise they smiled, Behind him was the body of his brother...

"Come on, you loser of the Mechanicus..." His voice was hoarse, his armor was in tatters, and there were thousands of servitors, but those weak ones no longer dared to take a step forward.

And Superman was not truly invincible. After Veengar slowly stepped forward, he suddenly fell to the ground and knelt on one knee.

Weak, the Dimensional Blacksmith was also like this...his face was pale red. "Man, they're at the end of the road."

Vengar's dry voice asked. "How many Skitarii they took away..."

The Dimensional Blacksmith replied. "6756 people, how about it?"

Veengar looked at the servitors who kept coming from high corners, holding flintlock guns on their legs, and said with a smile. "Very good, enough for him to meet the gods without guilt..."

After a moment, a bright flash of light shone in the east of countless black holes, and in the east of light, the soul of the Chaos Warrior returned to the Brass Throne.

It must be said that they were still loyal to their choice at first, which was not easy.