Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire

The orcs were wearing thick space suits. It was hard to imagine that they would make something that focused on air tightness and concealment so gorgeous, at least not in the eyes of the orcs.

Those small green alien tanks were mining minerals on the asteroid at the moment, banging, clanging, and swearing in rough language. "Digging, digging, the iron doesn't click or tug, what on earth am I doing?"

"Don't complain, the boss needs them. The Imperial Navy has left the Ark. The boss said that big guy will become ours."

"I know that the boss won't lie to the orcs, so I'll work hard!"

"By the way, our spaceship seemed to have been hit by Gear Boy some time ago. I didn't expect it to be very open..."

"Surely those gear boys are not accurate!"

They were chatting, and at the same time, the noise roared in the east of the Orc's drill. The few iron ores outside the asteroid were taken away. Of course, there are a lot of materials that can be synthesized into adamantine and other items. To be precise, the Orc can use what I imagine. All the metal they get can be used to make the most terrifying war machine in the universe. Whenever and wherever, they must have the relevant knowledge and awareness to understand that matter.

The war leader, who was extremely demanding for the group of orcs, was reading his own book in the shabby transport ship docked on the dark side of the asteroid. He liked the snipe and the clam fighting, and the fishermen benefited, as the saying goes from ancient times. The ancient words of Terra that existed since the dawn of time, those words conveyed in the mottled books and vellum for about four thousand years or more.

After all, the long history of human beings cannot be explained clearly by themselves, especially the period before human beings stepped into the sea of ​​​​stars. Even the scholars of the empire can estimate that 40,000 years ago, from the feudal world without technology, the pull situation.

Is there any truth to the fable of "Bultan" after so many years? If the creatures in that world still follow their own interests as the criterion, then that sentence will still be valid.

The simpler and more direct it is, the closer it is to reality and eternity. Just like those cells that are not complicated and even primitive things can last almost forever. Without touching the subspace, almost the most primitive things can survive. To achieve eternal life.

Could it be that One Eye liked those ancient maxims even to the point of paranoia, and he felt the validity of those words again.

The war spread and burned in that place, and the contradictions in the birth of the planet of the Mechanicus surprised One-Eye, but he could never imagine why the barges of the Mechanicus and the Imperial Navy were fighting each other.

But since he left that forging world, he actually has not left that place, but let the ship park on the asteroid, waiting for the opportunity to come.

He has always been like this, he likes to hide and wait for opportunities, otherwise he will not be able to reach tomorrow. He is becoming less and less like an orc, but he is getting closer and closer to victory.

"The Imperial Navy is at war with the Adeptus Mechanicus. The defense force of the Ark of Omen is almost empty. There are no traitors to the human race but the Imperials. The shrimps have run out of ammunition and food. At this moment, I have to declare that we have obtained that everyone. Partner."

One-eye calmly said this to his boys, and the mining guys stopped their work.

"We are asking to move?!" They looked at each other in disbelief, wondering if this was really the case. For example, the Ming Empire Navy was evacuating its troops due to the war with the Mechanicum, and the star system was burning, but for the orcs, Not only are they lucky, they are happy.

There are wars everywhere, all involving flames and collapse, fighting and blood. They like violent beatings. If you want to rank the world that the orcs like, then the first one is fighting, and the second one is preparing good goods for war.

When the news reached that small place, the orcs became restless, picked up weapons, called waagh or other words of a tone, and moved forward with their own weapons or other things.

They don't know what plundering the Ark of Omen means, nor do they know where they will go. That is not the war boss's business. Please tell me what are the shortcomings of a natural war machine like the orcs? Is it too dependent on the leader? People.

Leaders will shape their spirits, bodies, and souls, and strengthen their unity and will to fight. Even their bodies will change due to the new way of life. There is nothing more suitable for war than orcs, and there is nothing more in need than them. Strong leaders.

One Eye's mission was very heavy, but he had already gotten used to it. He turned on the engine of the assault ship. The month he stayed on the asteroid was over. There was not much oxygen and food left. If he didn't see the Imperial Navy in a few days, He originally planned to end his waiting there early, but could fate still favor him?

"It's so cool..." He felt the low roar of the engine, leaned against the wall made of adamantine, picked up the orc beer, fermented liquids from mushrooms and the like, and gurgled and enjoyed the pleasure that war brought to him.

"Start the sublight engine." One Eye ordered, enjoying the feeling of dominance.

"Then turn on the aligners."

An orc technician suddenly said. "We were hit in that area by the Gear Boys' shells, and our orthotics are no longer usable."

"What? We don't have that thing now?" One Eye choked up for a moment. That assault ship seemed pretty cool...

"So, what's the status of the gyroscope and thrust reverser..." One Eye asked calmly, and the technician answered. "Oh, we have those things, maybe they were broken when we landed in that forging world."

One-Eye's movements became sluggish, and he rubbed his forehead. In fact, he could move very fast at sublight speed. In addition, the Ark of Omen was not far away from there, so he could enter the asteroid point outside the Ark at any time and anywhere, where the assault ship docked. It's very close, so it also means one thing.

They knew that something there was broken, so it was no wonder, and now the main assault ship was moving at full speed, approaching the terrifying planet-sized spacecraft like a suicide missile.

"Slow down quickly and turn off the engine!" He dazzled. The Ark of Omen in front of him was no longer the powerful machine waiting for him to control, but the terrifying monster surrounding the electromagnetic cloud. Its gravity was constantly pulling the Orc's spaceship forward. .

Moreover, One-Eye begged other Orc warships to strictly follow his pace, accelerating and slowing down. As a result, the Orc pilots in other transport aircraft would not slow down even if they felt good, and One-Eye could not directly say After that incident, when other orcs didn't realize that their ship was broken, it was really broken.

But it is not the responsibility for him to open all communicators. "Everyone slow down and land normally. No need to follow him. Everyone slow down!" came the reply from the communicator. "No, boss, but no, what do I ask for?"

If you can't answer normally with one eye, you can just say it. "I would like to try a new landing method to see if it can be done more efficiently..."

He turned off the communicator and watched gravity pull the ship forward, he said. "Boys, they're done. Grab your parachutes, jetpacks and everything."

His pilot said. "Well, our ship must be controlled by someone. If it falls towards the spacecraft, we will be crushed to death due to the strong wind speed and pressure when we jump out. Can that be done at sub-light speed..."

One-Eye cursed. "Don't say it out loud! It's ridiculous!" But he looked at those timid boys. After all, he was not one-eyed. A true one-eyed person wouldn't care about a group of things...

"I'll sail the boat and you guys will jump."

said the other boys. "No, boss..."

One-Eye cursed. "Is that an order from the war leader!" The boys obediently picked up their backpacks or parachutes.

Then One Eye picked up the rudder where the control panel was, reduced the speed, and firmly pressed the drive clutch of the decelerating anti-gravity engine.

He thought that since things were like this, he would also play something exciting. He put on the jetpack and watched his boy slowly leave. He then pointed the landing point of the ship towards the huge hole and penetrated the entire battleship. The terrible wound is close.

Then he picked up Merovingian's memory black box and began to investigate the location outside the battleship. "Core, core..."

"Found it!" The space shuttle fell into the hole at this moment, and gravity pulled the transport plane closer to the asteroid-sized hole. Those cross-sections melted by the heat were like digging Mount Everest away from Terra, and it was even more exaggerated. The star's light cannot completely penetrate that area, making it appear dark.

Countless completely dissolved metals blocked the cross-section, keeping the area in place like a thrombus and preventing it from collapsing due to the change in mass, just like the pillars in the mine, but it was hard to tell whether Mo Luo was alone or not. Wen's machine soul took the initiative to act like this, which was naturally caused by the attack of the volcano cannon.

"The shrimp stuff is really scary..."

He sighed, and based on the proximity of the core position of the Merovingian memory bank, he put on the injector with a hole in advance. Looking at the many problems, except that the ejection port was not blocked and the shoulder strap was very strong, There are no problems outside, and then I think about it outside. "Don't think about it, don't think about it..."

Then chanted. "I'm looking for something to use!"

Pressing the east button, sizzling flames appeared behind the injector, and the sealed window opened. He looked at the transport plane that was constantly moving at high speed, and put the black box in his pocket.

"What the hell..." He stared there, at the huge black abyss like a continental plate. The twisted subspace monsters were born here because of the leftover spiritual energy produced by the explosion of the Merovingian spiritual engine. Those twisted and terrifying monsters were born here. Things surrounded the wound, licking the remnants of souls there and the souls of mortals who died instantly due to the war.

"Disgusting things." Because he often reads human books, One-Eye knows the secrets as well as an inquisitor. In most cases, the Eastern Orcs have the oldest beings to accurately describe demons and subspace. They can understand it. , I also know what it is, but it cannot be understood systematically. That concept is buried in the genes of the orcs, not something they learned.

One-Eye is definitely unusual in that aspect, and he therefore likes that as an orc, he can taste the wisdom unscrupulously.

His love and admiration for Mao was also strengthened by this knowledge. Although the two Kono orcs created the acquired gods and the universe would not deny what Mao had fought, but He knows it very well.

Is it because of these two that the orcs can be so happy?

"Praise for the hair! I beg waaaagh!" He jumped out crazily, and the fierce speed and pressure of the high-speed hurricane hit his cheeks. The green skin was distorted by it. The fierce power was terrifying, if not for his thick penis. The bones are extremely strong, and his body has been fractured due to stress, and that's thanks to him being a war leader. An ordinary boy would definitely die, and die from being completely broken.

"Ahhhh!" Enduring the pain, it felt like huge legs and arms were pulling his body, begging to crush him to death. He reluctantly put his body together in a line, and the entire orc flew forward crazily, and then like a star Accurate bombs hit the outside of the battleship.

"What the fuck!" He saw it, and saw that the corridor in the core area was still not completely blocked by melted things. He slowly adjusted his body, and the speed of the jetpack slowed down. There is no doubt that if he was born in the jump Bao Jun must not be a general.

"Here we are..." One Eye accurately prepared to pull him to the raised platform area with his legs. He would soon get the spaceship, and then severely reprimanded his boys for not maintaining the assault ship properly!

But the unmanned transport aircraft in the Abyss collided with the outside of Merovingian on the right side due to the pull of gravity. The metal collided and sparks flew everywhere. When the sub-light speed engine of the transport aircraft touched the outside, a violent explosion occurred.

"Oops!" The one-eyed horse was preparing to land. With that posture, he could not avoid the hot shock wave. He could have eaten the explosion that burned his skin, but if the orc could not be seriously injured to that extent, he would not be able to survive it. The skin color is pitch black, somewhat similar to those of the war brothers of the Salamander Chapter...

"It hurts me so much!" One-Eyed cursed, and then continued to move forward, but it was raining all night, and the fuel leaking from his tattered flight backpack was ignited. One-Eyed Horse was smelling that damn promethium The smell of burning and fireworks peeking out of the corners of the jar.

"Fuck fuck fuck!" He started to untie the backpack with his legs and feet. When he used the saber to cut the only strong belt inside the thing, he kicked the backpack and kicked it far away, but the impact also made him The explosion occurred in advance, roaring with fierce power, and the scorching impact of the explosion completely stuffed One Eye into the evil spacecraft.

Then gravity began to make him fall. One-eyed was drowsy, but he woke up immediately after feeling the weightlessness. He had never liked gravity so much in his life, and when his thick green leg fingers grasped the bulge of the platform , For the first time in his life, One-Eye was grateful that his leg fingers were strong, hard, and easy to grasp.

He grasped the metal protrusion with his legs and arms, and exerted force on his legs and arms. The small green tank pulled him in with all its strength, and in front of him was a narrow tunnel with half the road closed by the cooled molten metal. He was walking He entered and saw his destination at the root of the narrow tunnel.

Merovingian's core is now glowing with brassy light, powerful power is floating around it, and its electronic voice of indeterminate gender also speaks to the One Eye. "Orc, I have a part of him?"

One Eye said. "I'm here to take freedom with me, but if the Imperials don't, we'll have to pay for it together."

Merovingian replied. "It seems he made the wrong bet on the Space Marines?"

One Eye replied. "No, they are good, powerful, and honorable, but the orcs are better than them, and I will be out of there." He inserted the data black box into the Merovingian interface, and the huge metal hoop began to shake.

Merovingian paused for a moment, then answered. "Allies, welcome back, then I beg you how to get him out of that place, his engine has been..."

One Eye replied. "I want to be a super big jump engine, pull me and all of us into the waaagh position, and then project it directly to another star area!"

That's a crazy plan, and in that dark universe, crazy things like that can't live comfortably. It's undeniable...

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