Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire

Betrayal may be one of the theme songs of that universe. If the void can really be condensed into a rhythmic sound, it may be a Mozart song for me from time to time in death heavy metal.

Alan Bayer felt surprisingly indifferent about the letter, because war is nothing like that, and such a huge scale of personnel is indispensable without traitors. Everyone knows the power of the Red Pirates at this moment, let alone that rogue trader. .

"It's just a dog of profit." Alan Bayer would not fight with him, because such a guy can't get into the core of the empire. Although the Rogue Traders have great power, the Imperial Tribunal does not trust those guys, leaving them in the core. In the eyes of the imperial establishment, it was nothing more than heresy.

That guy from Bu Nao... Alan Bair thought about that name. He remembered that there was a merchant dynasty that had been very active recently, opened up many roads, and had a good relationship with the supply department of the Imperial Guard.

I'm afraid those so-called "brave pioneers" may contact the Black Heart King to ask for subspace information, and then...

The traitor, after all, has known about the situation in Alan Bair, then the problem can be easily solved, and the businessman has indeed provided many conveniences to the Imperial Guard, and the road has indeed been opened, and what he needs is nothing more than intelligence.

In such a huge empire, the emperor had blessed him with that information, and everything has its own use. Since he came with the information, the Imperial Guard could appropriately release the information to him, and the Red Pirate Vanguard. The war is about to begin, and the subspace storm is becoming more and more indifferent...

Alan Bayer showed a rather perverted smile at this moment, because he had already thought of how to torture Wan Mian. "Traitor, oh, traitor, can a traitor be a good thing..."

By releasing false information, or deliberately guiding him, Alan Bayer has completed the most difficult part of finding the traitor. Chengdong just hopes not to alert the enemy.

After Zhai Lu won the battle, he used light spears to burn the place clean until everything was vaporized. All nearby civilian houses and residences were also burned down. If they misrepresented that traitors were stationed here, the Imperial Guard chose to destroy it with artillery.

The location of that place is indeed easy to defend and difficult to attack, and it has complete electricity and various facilities. The interface is not only reasonable, but also in line with the war situation. After all, the residential area is indeed a key point.

When receiving Donglai, make sure that the news is not leaked, and let the Imperial Guard soldiers or officers in the east treat the businessman normally, so that he feels that his affairs have not been discovered, and then use that businessman to convey the news at the critical moment.

The piece of kraft paper full of stories collected by Alan Bayer will become a sharp blade to defeat the red pirates. Ru Ming relies entirely on the intelligence department of the empire. Although it feels very unreliable, it can be believed in that choice. No the best.

Then he followed the traces of destruction he caused back to the first floor and his soldiers. At this moment, he had to admit that he was wrong to bring two trucks, even if the jewelry and antiques he brought in the mansion were added to the two cabinets of wine worth thousands of gold. , there are some evil things like 20 earth-shaking cannons, and it only takes about four or five drives to get to the temporary camp.

The fuel truck drove slowly, pulling two, carrying two, and kept driving. Although those huge cannons loyal to the empire were stored there for unknown reasons, their fate was not destined to be used by the traitors. .

But the girl named Arya lowered her head and thought about something, and suddenly said it after the motorcade walked for a while. "He was talking to the second lieutenant during that time. He told him the general situation of the war. He knew that was good and told the civilians relevant information, but did that matter involve his adoptive father?"

"Sir Officer, first of all, did the rebels of the Mechanicus send out intelligence from the main nest without using the Divine Calculation Tower? That means..."

"They created their own war room."

Alan Bayer also realized that it was good at this moment. "Then they will be paralyzed after receiving the influence of the demon engine, and if there is no one around, they will..."

His expression suddenly changed, and then he begged the soldiers to speed up and analyzed. "The line they used was not the main nest line, or the temporary command point they dug east of the ground, and then cut off the line covertly to achieve the communication effect."

"They are all engineers and know the situation in various parts of the hive city, so he guessed that they should use the abandoned pipeline lines in the hive city. Hurry up and find a local who is proficient in the underground!"

Alan Bayer once again calmly judged a very important matter. Luck and the emperor's favor seemed much more common in his presence, but few people were jealous of his various specialities, because they were all in vain. Blood and death, sacrifice and victory can only bring privileges.

People who are favored by the emperor have a cruel fate and future that are incomprehensible to mortals. But working so hard can actually be exchanged for a simple sentence at first: I have completed my mission.

In that huge dark universe, those seemingly great people are actually no different from people working in factories. They are just gears that drive the survival of the human race.

The real despair of that world is that everyone is working hard to complete their work, but no matter how powerful I am, I can't complete my responsibilities, and even many people can't complete their responsibilities.

That universe is so big and terrifying that even the bravest warriors will get lost in it. When the sages of the Mechanicus, who seemed to have completed their mission, lay silently in the dark radio room, they were not asleep, but Otherwise the powerful spirit of Merovingian can severely damage their bodies.

They won, but also lost. When those devices no longer pumped their hearts and blood, and their brains began to suffer from insufficient oxygen supply, the external life-support systems of the Mechanicus could easily rely on simple mechanical structures to slowly input There will be nutrients and oxygen for a few hours.

Coma, in the coma, the sage also realized for the first time the reality that he was no longer a mortal. Fine gold and steel did not continue to work, and the weakness of flesh and blood even paralyzed ordinary people's feeling was even more terrifying.

He had no chance, and he didn't know what happened. After the transmission ended, and the Imperial Guard approached, and when they were about to leave the room, the flash of promethium lights and the roar of snowflakes from the sensors caused his brain to disconnect and enter a half-asleep state. hibernate.

The feeling of vulnerability and collapse returned to his body, but more than that, he still cared about whether his child would grow up healthily...

When his thoughts went from being very clear to being chaotic, his remaining calculation power soon realized that he had a lot of vitality, probably...

In 10 minutes, it was obvious that those mortal troops could not defeat the enemy immediately. Although the Imperial Guard was powerful, they did not know the point where the signal was sent. Whether the room in the east of the place was hidden and completely sealed, there were a few people related to the Mechanicum. Only personnel can know the location. If anyone really knows, it is probably the Emperor.

He realizes that he will sacrifice, and there is no doubt about the sacrifice. He is not very afraid. After all, life is like this, and there are many unexplored and clear knowledge...

If the emperor gives him another chance to live, he will probably study people's livelihood matters. After all, Ruming's world is too devoid of humanity, but that also means that his career will no longer be able to move forward.

When the hypoxia in the brain became too severe to sustain vitality again, he began to lose consciousness. From the time he was a gear boy, his life to the present has been a constant revolving door, from being born in a test tube to instilling knowledge, singing scriptures, installing parts, and transforming the body. .

He was born with asthma, but now he has no problem. The Mechanicum does not treat people with disabilities and diseases equally, and it does not allow him to take the first step into the door of knowledge in that wonderful world.

Life, prosthetic body, his thoughts were reversed and swayed in chaos, and he suddenly understood what Ru Ming's empire needed. It needed a set of mechanical organs that could be installed with even the smallest gears, so that they could maintain the hive city regardless of illness and disability. Very reluctant to die in mortal life.

If he is very alive, he will study how to reduce the cost of renovation and benefit the citizens of the empire, but he also knows that there are only three minutes left in life...

His thoughts were very confusing. At first, he made a crazy choice, silently chanting in his heart, and activating the visual module.

He wanted to die clearly, even if it would shorten his life again.

Soon, the long-lost light reappeared, turbid and blurred, with blurry color patches as if the photoreceptors of ancient creatures had just evolved in the deep sea.

And he saw his staff slumped on the table like disconnected dolls. He glanced at the people he could see. At this moment, the sage's head was lying on the right side, and he could barely see about 1- Four people, the farthest point is the door of that place, but he no longer has the strength to open it, and those puppets there, they were once the most elite engineers in the empire, but now they are nothing more than fish.

There was a sense of turmoil spreading in his heart, maybe because the emotional controller was completely shaken now. He wanted to know what the colleagues in front of him who usually suppressed their emotions were thinking at this moment, whether they were afraid or unwilling. ?

But that kind of thing has nothing to do with him anymore, life is empty, time is precious, and the narrow space illuminated by the gray promethium lamp has not become the first scene in his memory.

Just like the test tube laboratory where he was born, it was full of various pipes, lines, messy things, and an overcrowded environment. This was probably the fate of members of the Cult Mechanicus. If they were not stable in life, they would never see a garden in death.

His adopted daughter flashed through his mind, and he hoped that his child would not be as embarrassed as him, would achieve great achievements, and then die in the battlefield garden world.

But when the beating red index on the screen gradually returned to zero, the thoughts he had were gradually unable to maintain. In the first moments of his life, the sage thought that if the door farthest from his eyes suddenly opened at this moment, he would see it again. Arya's moment, that was probably the best reward the Emperor could give him.

O Emperor, if you do hear, He wishes...

He closed his eyes, but suddenly heard a clicking sound...

sound? Why is there a sound!

The sage realized that his hearing system had failed and his body should be completely...

He suddenly realized that his eyes began to become clear, his limbs could move, and a soft thing wrapped around him with a sharp cry. When he opened his eyes, the first sentence was "No." "Arya, that outfit of mine looks so nice..."

That's right, the dark-toned Gothic dress is paired with a thin blonde girl. The desperate beauty and absurdity of the empire are born in that person.

But the sage is very happy, very joyful, very...

But he still didn't know how he was saved, until Lieutenant Colonel Alan Bayer came over and fiddled with the badge in his leg. It smelled like liquid jellyfish...

"Turn off the olfactory system..." Sage Yidong couldn't bear it and shouted, and at this moment, people in the room suddenly said it one after another.

"Turn off the olfactory system!"

"closure!"

"closure!"

The sages all woke up, and had the illusion of being woken up by the stench, but they also quickly realized that the stench was not a real smell, but the disgusting feeling that was the result of using the senses. .

Yes, they can smell it...

Alan Beyer was a little embarrassed. "Well, Ren Yidong, we can follow him during that time, understand, that..." He suddenly didn't know what to say, after all, it was not the technology of the Dark Ages.

Alan Byrma was pulling the Catachan officer who was with him. The noncommissioned officer looked at the group of oil guys calmly, and then Alan Byer introduced them. "He is actually untouchable, the secret weapon of their regiment, and our machinery failed because of his magic."

The sage replied. "Damn witchcraft..."

He stood up and rubbed his daughter's cheek. He also saw that the girl was crying hard. He was worried whether it was true or not. Alan Bayer also sighed that although that guy was not a grown-up, he was full of emotions. Goods and can be outspoken.

She will definitely be able to gather a group of loyal partners in that crazy war universe in the future, and now he needs to let her survive and let all the life in that sector survive.

Alan Bayer secretly made up his mind, but saw the sage shaking the foundry director who was lying on the table...

"Teacher, wake up, the Imperial Guard is here, wake up, don't pretend..." The sage kept shaking, but at this moment everyone felt good, the leader of the rebellion, the smart sage, the best in the world Candidates for casting the governor's successor, but now there is no response.

Alan Bair walked forward, raised his body, looked at his flashing mechanical body, but put his ear against his chest.

"There is no heartbeat, the brain is dead." He calmly judged based on his experience during the war, but those words stunned the sages present.

"Master Burnt Supervisor has mastered the design drawings of 324 products in their world...and he is currently the most suitable person among the members of the Loyal Mechanicus to become the Governor..."

"What to do, they lost their leader..."

People are in panic, and this is equivalent to the emperor suddenly disappearing, and the heroes are confused.

At this moment the sage who was taking care of the child shouted. "He is his apprentice, a mechanical sage, and a data craftsman. He also leads the army. He will inherit the position of teacher. He will study his leg manuscripts. He will command the revival of the world. Now he does not seek chaos and is safe. Keeping the teacher's body, Zhai Lu's struggle is over, and their bells will ring for him..."

"Now, they ask for unity, and join the heroes of the Imperial Guard in punishing the heretics who killed their countrymen!"

"No Ohm Messiah!"

The words were sonorous and powerful, and the resistance sages were stunned for a moment before answering. "No Ohm Messiah!"

"No Ohm Messiah!"

Alan Baier took out the coffee and poured it into his kettle. He originally thought that things were in trouble, but it seemed that the unlucky guy had grown a lot during that time.

As the saying goes... Difficulties make people grow, and so much suffering in that world will only make the empire more and more resilient.