Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire

Whether the sting of the heart is a rather vague concept for a sage of the Mechanicus. Although they will suffer, it is not as strong as that of ordinary people. The multiple special period life-support equipment installed can also Supporting their bodies for long-term survival after organ failure.

It can be said that as long as the brain is not broken, the sages of the Mechanicum will not have problems, they will not die, and the heart will not be in gear, and the brain will be intelligent, but even if the brain's neurons and contacts are not It can be replaced, and thoughts can become algebra.

The essence is that the real top leaders of the Mechanicus are not humans, not AI. However, it is quite ironic that AI made by humans can be recognized by the empire. Of course, it is also possible that the empire people can no longer distinguish between AI and AI. Whether it is a soul or not, yes, even if humans in the past could not tell the difference.

The sage felt a sting at that moment. He looked at the sky, but the communication room to the east of the ground was filled with darkness like nothingness.

The fingers of their legs and even the gears in every joint that moved were wet with blood, the blood of the loyal ones, and the documents sent to the void with flesh and blood also arrived as scheduled due to the sage's effectiveness.

In Lieutenant General Marcato's command room, which is all a warehouse, the officers of the empire gathered here because of the wails of the loyalists. Of course, the extermination order has appeared, and it is difficult to change it. A large number of mechanical teaching experiments provided by the lieutenant colonel The reports and samples have been able to convict Pan Lan countless times.

But the reason why they are still gathering there is very simple. The intelligence is saying that if Pan Lan can be rescued, the loyalists will be saved, and they will voluntarily provide the highest tax level in the next tens of thousands of years.

And the foundry governor who was guilty of causing the rebellion was captured and put on trial.

The various achievements achieved by the Loyalists in the war zone and the fighting situation in those stable areas are indeed not bad. Experienced officers will start to think about issues of interest, not to mention the new Ministry of Military Affairs. prosper.

"In terms of resources, he thinks they should stop their current work." A senior navy officer at the school level said, but someone quickly refuted it.

"The Extermination Order has spent too much manpower and material resources on it. It's no joke. I've also seen how many disgusting things the Mechanicus in that world made with witchcraft!" He has a pair of mechanical legs and arms, which are obviously not aliens. As someone who brought things from the East, it is not difficult to understand his anger as a heretic, because no one in the Empire is like this.

"At school, they must not ignore the life and death of the empire's residents! And they have promised to bring greater benefits to the empire."

"Shut up! A heretic is a heretic! It's an emperor. He can't allow that!" After a moment, the officer pulled out his pistol, and the small command room was completely tense. The storm troops of the general's personal guard were there. Start taking control of the situation.

There is violence that can silence those veterans who have experienced hundreds of battles, and there are generals who can suppress the school. No matter how many words or how much approval, even if the entire Astra Militarum leans towards one side, just ask Marcato, That would tip the scales.

Then whether he has the power of the general or the commander-in-chief, whether he is the war lord, the king of this place, also determines the lives of countless people.

"He refused, the plan is proceeding normally, heretics need to pay the price, and the Astra Militarum has no time." In a word, the officers there were calm. Although they did not know the specific subspace situation, they were very clear. , if the stability of the subspace comes eastward, they must go on an expedition to seize back the territory of the empire instead of dealing with the Mechanicum there.

Time, they don't have time, and the soldiers are very fast, they can use the fastest speed to deal with the heretics there, and then approach the mission entrusted to them by the emperor with the mission.

The general sighed and looked at the many silent officers there. "Do you have any other opinions? If not, just launch a nuclear bomb and clean the surface there."

Silence, does Makato hope that someone can change that thing, but the officers there obviously can't. At least they don't have the courage to be abandoned by the headquarters and the courage to face the heresy.

"There is no objection... Then, let's deny the empire and let the shooting begin."

The dark green documents displayed in the command room at this moment, miracles obtained by countless sacrifices, are as indistinguishable as waste paper, because there is a dying and surviving human empire, and there is a human empire that is surrounded by powerful enemies and is in danger.

It's over, that's it, let all Pan Lanzai's life forms become extinct, and the will of the empire is slowly driving those huge battleships, making things irreversible. What about individual sacrifices, and what about the will of the group? In the face of race, it is worthless.

If their deaths can lead to victory in the war, can they also return to the Golden Throne?

"The meeting is dismissed..." Marcato stood up and left as the lord, but the metal valve in the conference room suddenly opened.

Soldiers with thick brown legs and arms, dark green military uniforms, no bulletproof armor, and who liked to use explosive shells stepped in, causing Makato to stop. "Catachan?"

A guy wearing a military uniform and a green helmet came over and rubbed his nose. "He went to check on the situation in the subspace. In half a month, probably half a month, they can leave." Alan Bayer took out the coffee cup and drank the instant coffee with cold water like medicine. Firstly, he was thirsty, and secondly, his mental pressure increased again.

"Huh..." He finished drinking the stuff and exhaled. The empire's powerful caffeine was a life-saving medicine for him...

Lieutenant General Marcato looked at his most trusted soldier and asked. 'It would take a whole day to go back and forth to Mandeville Point even if I didn't sleep or work at sublight speed. The report came out less than seven or eight hours ago. How can I complete a round trip and understand the situation in the subspace...' He didn't finish his words, and Alanbair handed over a thick stack of professional military affairs-level subspace fluctuation reconnaissance reports in his tactical backpack.

"He thought that engines can also drink coffee, and loyal engines have never said so."

Marcato lowered his head and looked at the reports. "It's really crazy, have I ever thought that even if you force him to save those loyalists, he can't stop me."

Alanbair sighed because of the excitement of caffeine, and then said. "Because if the time is less than one and a half months, he will make the same choice as me, destroying the place."

"But he also wants to save the place. First, it will avoid future wars, second, it will save the living citizens of the Empire, and third, he wants to slap the old face of the governor. ”

Marcato released the information. “So willful, Bu Luo did a good job, he approved me the right to use the Imperial Navy warships and the command of the infantry regiment. I can take that world back in half a month, right?”

Alan Baier said. “He is not sure, he will not insist on it, because even the most powerful mortal cannot be sure of it unless I can see the future.” He looked at the officer there.

“So, he is not sure if he can win, he is not sure if he can take that world, but he can guarantee that he will not let those heretics have an easy time, that’s all.”

“If you want to beat those bastards in the face, step forward!”

“He wants to step on those heretics who slaughtered their compatriots, and then let them watch their rebellion being slaughtered simply, that is the nature of the Imperial Guard, no matter who they are, they want to kill him! "

After Ailanbaier finished speaking, the officers there couldn't help but take a step forward. "Lieutenant Colonel, give him a breath. He begs to land on the ground after the battle and beat the old face of the world governor." Said the naval officer.

"Lieutenant Colonel, please let his regiment be the vanguard in the landing operation. The Gray Garron people will not fear death." Gray Garron leader Han Xuan.

Alanbaier replied. "Get out of here. We all know that the Forge World is rich in money. If we deny the soldiers under his feet, don't even think about it. The assault mission of the main nest is handed over to the Skadi Unique Regiment. Do you understand? "

The old hands shook their heads. After all, robbing... rescuing a place full of guns and weapons is simply a dream come true for the Imperial Guards who often lack supplies.

Although there are too many people in the city, there are less than 20,000 people in Skadi. The main nest is barely enough to eat, not to mention the many factories attached. The officers all showed greedy expressions at this moment.

Are those guys really soldiers? If loyal citizens of the Empire see the meeting, they will definitely shake their beliefs...

But for the mortals on the ground at this moment, what happened in the sky But it is not an exaggeration to say that it truly determines his fate. At this moment, Alanbair has become the savior of millions of living people and hundreds of millions of servants in that world. Of course, he has experienced such experiences countless times, and no matter how many times he will go there without hesitation, holding weapons and hope.

The war on the ground has entered a red-hot stage. The soldiers of the Mechanicus have become leftovers because of their life-threatening charge. Without the wisdom brought by the centralized command of the main nest, the situation is retreating step by step.

Ordinary people can look at it in despair, almost staring at the Imperial warships docked in low-Earth orbit. The emotions are complicated, in the trenches Slowly spreading, with fear, hope, expectation, disgust and... worship.

Will the Emperor's light shine again on that cruel land? Will their sacrifice be answered? When the huge warships moved, everyone's hearts condensed. The huge warships visible to the naked eye near the ground seemed like the punishment of the gods, as powerful as the moon, and they were not hanging in the sky for nothing and meaninglessly.

At that moment, whether they were rebels or heretics who slaughtered their compatriots, they all chose to cease fire at this moment. Their guns no longer fired, and their killing stopped here, just like standing in the trenches or in the castles on the high ground. In the ruined hive, they looked up at the sky, waiting for the first judgment of the empire.

When those steel-cast angels approached the main hive of that world, they all gathered their strength. Death was coming?

When the valve of the battleship was opened, it could be seen with the naked eye on the ground. Some people couldn't help but close their eyes, hoping that they could ignore the fear and let themselves be destroyed by the wrath of the Emperor without knowing it. Some people stared at the sky, as if they were dissatisfied with the choice of the Imperial Guard.

But soon, what fell out of the hatch was not a bomb, but a dense landing hatch!

"Emperor!"

"They are saved!"

"Om Messiah is here!"

"How merciful! "

No matter whether I am a mortal or a skilled sage, no matter whether I am high or low, no matter whether I am human or machine, as long as I am still alive, the joy of escaping death is the same, but for the traitors, this news is like a desperate punishment.

Morale changed instantly, and the Empire's landing ships began to strafe the enemy's main strongholds based on the positions provided by the sages, and the direction of the war instantly shifted to the living.

It was the chance and forgiveness gained by sacrifice and death, the mercy of the Imperial Guard and another miracle of Lieutenant Colonel Alanbair, someone boasted. "Hurry up and take the turrets, let the Imperial Guard come!"

"Logistics troops, hurry up and bring the food!"

"Get ready, the horn of counterattack has sounded!"

"Emperor!"

The assault ship was there, and Alanbair did not rest either. He focused on the location of several important command rooms on the ground and the movement of the core divine tower and calmly sent them to the warship.

"The Imperial Navy listens to the order, there is Alanbair, the temporary commander, now he asks us to pour firepower on those locations, can we do it?"

The communicator answered instantly. "No problem, start the correction! "

About a few dozen seconds later, the flames swept across the ground, and the light spear was like a pillar piercing the sky, separating the entire ground from the sky, and the shining light and thunder of the Hong Cannon were like a natural disaster.

Pan Lan would not rain, but at this moment, the water vapor emitted by a large amount of death and war weapons turned into mist in the fragile atmosphere with the thunder of the Hong Cannon. To be more precise, it was not clouds.

Tick-tick, tick-tick, the raindrops made of blood and death fell on the old face of the Casting Governor, the void shield of the Divine Calculation Tower kept flashing, the power of the light spear was so powerful that it was suffocating, but the mechanical thing was not Watching without caring.

He no longer had a body at this moment, and his entire body was completely dismantled, with only his head outside, and his entire body immersed in the mechanical dragon. Merovingian's will had been wiped out by the nanovirus, and all that was left was a body full of spiritual power and source power, but his ambition to forge a governor had not stopped.

Countless mechanical servants surrounded the tip of the divine tower, which was the platform for docking ships. The shooting of the light spear of the cannon could not break through the void shield for a while, and the governor mechanically and emotionlessly emphasized again. "Hurry up, hurry up, there are still a few channels, and he will become the Om Messiah! "Hurry up, hurry up, there are many..." Does his will really exist? After all, seeing the light spear bombarding in front of him, even with the void shield, a normal person would be scared to death... But after the mechanical servant was connected and made a sound, the governor's huge body really operated the corpse of Merovingian to stand up. At this moment, the flesh and blood inside had withered, revealing a skeletal mechanical structure, with rotten meat hanging on it. From a distance, the head of the forged governor looked like a dragon head, but was it really a corpse dragon...