Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire

Chapter 175 Skadi Commando × Servant Slayer

The brass-colored world was filled with killing, betrayal and chaos, and the hollow wind blew through the ruins of the building, making a sound like crying.

The hot and dry air collided between the asphalt concrete floor and the metal walls of the hive city Gaosong. The statue of the emperor stopped here, holding the holy sword high, but the stone blade had been broken by projectiles and war. , the earth is either cratered or silent, ruined or empty.

The honor of Pan Laimu Sutra, the vitality of the entire world gathered here, but now there is only silence and despair. The engineering city that has built countless equipment for hundreds of worlds in the empire has turned into a huge tombstone, high Hanging here, the prosperity and wealth of the past will no longer be seen, which is neither a war nor a traitor's sin.

The cracked road is there, and military boots step on it gently and silently. They are Skadi people, real warriors, homeless people, and poor people.

Alan Bayer was organizing his pockets. He had a tactical belt and had plenty of ammunition and food. However, it was completely different from that of his new recruits. In a field battle without supplies that could change directions, he did not need to rely on so-called supplies at all. sleeping bags and tents, and Catachans generally need food, water, weapons (killing), those three "S".

At this moment, the sun was strong and the water was scarce. Alan Bair looked at the drawings of the Divine Calculation Tower. The outside of the huge building, which was as big as a mountain, was a city that belonged exclusively to the Mechanicus. The war was bound to become protracted, and they had to He ordered that if he kept moving forward in that huge place, he would have to conserve any existing supplies.

"From now on, replenish water in a unified manner. Do not drink water privately. The quantity used at each time must be controlled. Their supplies can last for up to three days of fighting. There is no rain forest there, and sometimes the hive is actually drier. Civilization cannot have such things."

The sergeant nodded. He was afraid of being exposed to the sun. His skin had become accustomed to that kind of temperature. Even the temperature and sultry heat outside the world's hive made them feel like a spring breeze. "They all came from the hive city and know where to find water in the Iron Forest when they are thirsty."

“Can they drink privately the part they find themselves?”

Alan Beyer said. "He knows what I want to do, and he can indeed do it. Don't destroy it too much, and reduce the pressure on the repair work of that world."

The sergeant nodded, and then Didong touched the ground as if searching for something in the desert. His leg fingers brushed against the rough concrete pavement. Then he saw the small marks on the ground. He took out his power weapon, as if digging something. He smashed the ground open bit by bit until the ground was as deep as his legs and arms. Then he drank up his water bottle and went down to fill it with cold liquid.

It's not some ground water, but the coolant of the cooling equipment of the nest city. To be precise, it's air-conditioning water. For the residents of the nest city, it is as natural as the rain in nature, and it is for most of the city. It turns out that all the water in the east can be recycled to the hive city's senior officials for resale. It's somewhat unkind for the Imperial Guard to take it for themselves.

They all robbed the nobles, so it didn't matter. Alan Bayer was never worried about the supplies outside. They could go to the factory to get food and drink coolant, but if they entered the outside of the Divine Calculation Tower, the huge machinery would The maze would cut off their supplies.

So Alan Bayer can even say whether to encourage soldiers to drink coolant. After all, a mouthful of water can help people live for a few more days. The consumption of liquid and food by soldiers is more like a fully powered external combustion engine, which requires constant food. , take in adequate amounts and fluids.

The sergeant also filled the water bottle with the coolant. He returned to the team, apologized to his companions for wasting time, and brought his own water bottle, each of whom took a sip.

The full canteens quickly shriveled, then emptied, the sergeants quickly refilled them, and then the procession slowly moved forward, moving on to meet their fate.

The sergeant was twisting the mouth of the kettle and asking Alan Bair. "Sir, why did I recruit that new soldier? Was it because I was estimating the battle so far?"

Alan Beyer replied. "He admitted that the current battle is indeed well planned. They need time, they are afraid of sacrifice, and their elite soldiers are like sharp blades that can pierce fine gold. But he can say that recruiting second-class soldiers will not be a surprise."

"Whether he knows his personal wishes clearly, unless he is a mind-controlling wizard or something, he certainly cannot know what the private is thinking and why he wants to do what he does."

"Whether it was an accident, fate, luck, or whether he realized instantly when he saw him, the Skadi soldiers need a new command system. The only problem for Ruming is that they don't have time to train new people."

"Now, he asks you, am I afraid of death? Sergeant."

Catachan answered. "Afraid, he cares more about tearing apart the empire's enemies than that."

Alan Bayer asked again. "Then will I be dominated by other commanders of the empire's forces? To carry out those solid defenses, guards, and wars of attrition to be passively beaten."

The sergeant choked up his voice. "He can!"

Alan Beyer said. "I hesitated!"

"The Skadi no longer look like soldiers, but warriors. Obedience is far away from them. Privilege and worship that is not about fighting have replaced those things. He doesn't think that is a good thing, understand, sergeant."

"Really, please tell me, it is true that the Catachans have affected the state of the Skadi soldiers. Although he does not regret letting the loyal forest warriors change them, he wants to take the essence and remove the dross in order to survive. ”

"Catachan may not be suitable for Skadi. In that dark universe, humanity and blindness are more important than honor and battle."

"Sergeant, no one can prepare for a rainy day, but he can feel that the Skadi people are lacking something now, and prepare their firearm handles. Compared with that, they have a war in front of them. If they die, they will have nothing. So, come alive. ”

the sergeant replied. "No, sir!"

With good ammunition for the beam carbine and explosive shotgun, he turned on the safety and waited for the night to come. Even if the servitor was not, he could not be completely unaffected by the blackness of the night.

The noisy hot wind in the red sky has also subsided. Gaosong's spiers have become particularly conspicuous because there are no such things as clouds in that world. Gears and fine gold are everywhere. At this moment, the entrance there is tightly sealed, and everyone around is sleepless. Surrounded by constantly moving servitors.

Alan Bayer led his soldiers to hide behind a bunker like a ruined house, smelling the hot and unpleasant smell of promethium. The vicinity of the minaret would reduce the concealment of the enemy's invasion. The residential area was cut off early, leaving an open space to the east and a small amount of reconnaissance. Watch tower or trench.

Alan Bair used his leg movements to convey information, and the promethium lumen tower there brought a decent amount of light, allowing the soldiers to see his leg movements clearly, even when night was approaching.

[They sneak in, blow off the scout's head with their carbine, and then enter quietly. 】

[Go forward, go forward! Enter the void shield range, fire at will, suppress, kill, and win! 】

The Catachan soldiers and Skadi veterans nodded, and then moved very quickly and quietly. For ordinary people, it was basically impossible to move and shoot at the enemy behind the bunker at that distance, but Skadi people can.

After being tempered by wars and forged in the terrible furnace of death, it became clear that they were real special forces. Many tactics that were unimaginable to ordinary people could gradually be implemented.

When shooting, the output and terminal power of the beam weapon are very strong. The shooting distance of the deflagration gun with a scope can even reach beyond the human visual field. The power can melt the individual armor made of ceramic steel, without a doubt.

There was a sizzling sound and beams of fire broke through the dark night sky. There were 60 members of the Special Operations Force, but all of their members had perfect shots. They were out of bullets in almost all spaces. One person could shoot about 400 times. , which can also measure the advantages of weapons and save space.

Intense firepower and extremely fast clearing could be measured, and special spirits filled the space of that world. Shooting, shooting, the servitors were in chaos on the high platform and in the trenches, but they quickly fell.

Those flickering lights were almost instantly visible in the bodies shaped by their most advanced technology, and then they unilaterally judged them to be laser guns. After all, there are also Afar skitarii and sages in the Mechanicus who have heat ray weapons. It can only be used, but it cannot be equipped on such a large scale.

They had no emotional response, but lacked the control of the Mechanicum Sages. Their movements were hard and stupidly numb. Although they were not physically uncoordinated, they still had the slightest delay, just like fighting against the rebels or ordinary Imperial Guards. The problem will not cause big trouble, but the guy in front of them is not someone they can deal with casually.

Death, death, the shot of the explosive gun instantly burned out the circuits, instantly twisted their remaining unmodified flesh, and instantly killed those stupid, ignorant and loyal things to the Mechanicus.

Alan Bair raised his weapon and fired one shot after another. His shooting alone took away about 20 enemies of the Empire. It was comparable to the shooting density and accuracy of a Space Marine. Other Skadi The soldiers also performed well.

Probably one lock on the head, one lock on the body, 60 people, a magazine of 40 rounds, an average of 5 bullets per life, and a brief report was obtained.

"About 460 enemy troops were killed and the area was cleared."

When the noisy heat ray stops, you can kill the enemy silently by emptying the magazine, and you can sneak away as long as the enemy doesn't react.

The body of the Mechanicus servitor hung like bacon on the edge of the high platform. The engine oil dripped down, and the brown liquid moistened the ground, like blood, a bit anthropomorphic.

Skadi's soldiers reloaded their bullets. There was a lot of movement there, but clearing the area did not give them the opportunity to get closer to the outside of the tower.

"Go forward, go forward, they don't look for the gate, they just use melta bombs to cut the adamantine tower body. Except for the other members of the demolition team, be alert to the surroundings to prevent the enemy from approaching!"

'Phosphorus means, when the gate opens, they want to keep moving forward and reach the outside as quickly as possible. In three days, their supplies are limited. Even if they have the structural diagram provided by the sage, they want to reach the middle height of the void in more than one day. The shield generator also takes a long time, and entering it can lead to life or death. "

After the words ended, the soldiers began to install the melta bomb in an orderly manner. The terrifying weapon that could weld open the battleship armor and vaporize the space warriors with one shot was very compact, highly concealable and deadly.

shouted members of the engineering team after sticky bombs were attached to the building's exterior. "Don't ask to see that position, everyone pays attention, don't ask to watch the explosion!" After he finished speaking, he ran away, put on the special melt goggles, and then shouted.

"open!"

Boom, the flash of deadly light is enough to blind ordinary people without goggles, and the violent sizzling sound produced by the subsequent explosion is different from the restlessness of ordinary melt weapons, and is more similar to crazy wailing, like coming from hell. lament.

All the small, pitiful water vapor that filled the air near that area was evaporated, and even the sudden heat could make people feel the power of the bomb.

But the thick adamantine wall was almost melted away by dozens of meters, but it was still very dense inside. However, the Skadi people reduced their load and did not carry more bombs.

After the molten metal liquid flowed away and cooled down, Alan Bayer walked outside and looked at the unopened wall to see what was going on.

He knocked, and found that the fine gold was almost his old partner. You know, he usually slept on the battleship, so he couldn't say that he was familiar with such metal, but he could say that he was an old couple.

"It's about... three to four meters. Don't waste the melted ammunition. He will handle it." He took out his sword, a sickle, started it, the server roared, and slowly began to cut the fine... Gold layer, I want to know, although the core of power weapons does not have a destructive attitude, such an attitude does not directly make the object disappear, but it is still regarded as a kind of "cutting".

Therefore, power weapons still use swords, axes, and gloves, which are used to reduce the lethality and facilitate the user to exert force. Although the weapons of the Dark Ages are good in craftsmanship, they cannot be cut with mortal bodies. Opening a four-meter-thick layer of fine gold is obviously a bit wishful thinking.

The Catachans couldn't help but ask. "Boss, if they use melta gun handles, then..."

Before they finished speaking, they heard a sizzling sound, and saw that the four to five meters thick fine gold layer was gradually torn apart, as if being drilled by a drill, and it kept cracking.

What is the concept of that? Titan-level armor is not like this, and battleship armor is not necessarily thicker. Even if Skadi invaded the Steel Gate before, the prerequisite is that the outside must be adamantine and the outside must be composite. The case of metal.

But the Divine Calculation Tower is not that kind of thing, and what could be more outrageous than a person tearing open a Titan's armor?

But when Alan Bair tore open the outer shell, the stench of rotting liquid sedge hit his face, and his expression froze. The Scardy soldiers also realized that the terrible world was full of black jokes, and what they saw was different. Compared with what I got, tearing apart Titan armor is really nothing...