Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire

Emotions like nausea are far away from troops like Skadi's Sole Regiment. After all, they can eat all the food in the smell of corpses and rot, but the situation at the bottom of the God Calculation Tower still makes them extremely disgusting.

There was no light in the dark underground layer. When Alan Baier picked up the promethium lamp and shone it there, there was a "lake" behind the turbid air, an evil and terrifying lake like an evil alliance.

The building that carries the history of human civilization in the forging world is like the throne palace in Terra. It is neither the authority of the Mechanicus nor the yearning of countless people. And such a place is naturally filled with nobles, who bear part of the The Divine Calculation Tower of the Star Port Mission also has merchants recognized by the Mechanicus.

Nobles, businessmen, and their servants, and attendants gave birth to a small human society there, relying on external resources to exist. Even from the moment the governor begged for rebellion, the huge gear mountain range like Mount Everest was filled with human beings. .

The human being is there now, the governor has gone crazy, he is now persecuting any living person and using their souls to resurrect the Merovingian body and spirit, burning the souls of mortals to power his own body, the burning in that tower Where have the bodies of millions of souls gone...

The Skadi people saw it at this moment. A plain composed of flesh and blood corpses appeared in the vast field of vision. The rotten juice and thick bubbles also made it a "lake", filled with flesh and blood, putrid body fluids and corpses. , stretching completely to the bottom of the Divine Calculation Tower, filling it up like a foundation.

The clothes of those citizens of the empire were soaked in it. Whether the nobles were gorgeous or the beggars were pitiful, they were all treated equally. Instead, there was a strong disgusting stench and a sultry environment of lightless darkness. The air there was almost poisonous. , and wherever the light source carried by Alan Bayer swept, there was something indescribable.

"It's disgusting, those bastards..." Alan Bayer rarely comments on why heretics are so bad. After all, in his eyes, most heretics are played with by the subspace after death, and being tortured by the Supreme God is not the best revenge.

But after seeing the sins of the Founding Governor, he was a little unclear. It was absolutely terrible and disgusting. He had even seen the massacre of orcs, but orcs would not be like this...

It is the fault of mankind that it is so bad. At least the main force of the orcs is enjoying the war instead of massacring civilians. Even if the city is destroyed, the Eastern Imperial Guard can still protect countless people, but not that time , there are only hundreds of thousands left in the entire main nest...

The last time he had seen such a bad situation was with the Tau, but now it was happening to humans...

The sergeant looked at the situation there and commented. "They have to wear gas masks. The air there is no longer breathable. If you don't shoot, it will explode. The power of the explosion will definitely not penetrate the God's Tower, but it will be enough to kill them without a burial place."

Alan Beyer said. "Use night vision equipment, do not open fire, open the safety of the firearm, and then use power weapons to attack the enemy. They will cause sparks. Please be quiet enough. There should be a garrison there. They are making a lot of noise when invading."

He looked left and right. There were no shelters there, but there was a road coming out from the outside of the wall. It was a metal "coast" about a hundred meters wide, and you could walk along the ocean of corpses.

And those fat crystals outline a beach-like appearance on the metal ground. If I can't see the colors and the solids in the "ocean", then it's actually quite "romantic" there.

The slight squeaking sound of military boots stepping on those things made people's scalp numb. In the dark space, it became more obvious in the silence. The touch was transmitted to the soles of the feet through the boots. Alan Beyer wanted to touch all the skin of his feet. Come to the east.

He was wearing a gas mask. The thick special purification layer could isolate and circulate the breath composed of corpses. To be honest, there were more carbon dioxide and methane from the decay of corpses than toxins, which greatly reduced the air content. Even if he was wearing a gas mask, Suffocation can also be felt, but the Skadis don't have time to wait for the air to flow there.

Alan Bair walked on the dark road, night vision equipment and "pig nose" masks protected them forward, and those loyal equipment maintained the lives of the Skadi people.

The journey was quite peaceful, after all, it was a big place, and the traitors and heretics did not notice them. They moved forward slowly, quietly, fatally, with clear goals and firm will.

Those deaths did not break their faith, but strengthened it, begging heretics and traitors to pay for their bloodshed and madness.

Moving forward, the journey is not far, and very quickly, the sound of tapping, tapping, and rustling suddenly appears. The soldiers stop and Alan Bayer looks into the distance with the telescope strapped to his tactical belt.

Insect-like faces, slender titanium alloy limbs, and highly modified bodies are dragging a trailer to bring a load of fresh bodies and discard them. The living people there are not yet slaughtered, and the servitors have new harvests every day. Servo skulls levitate beside them like loyal pets.

Alan Beyer makes leg talk. [Cult Mechanicus, Alpha Servant, and the Governor's lackey. 】

[Distance, 600, working, number of 25 people, detour, dodge, move forward. 】

[There must be an entrance to the layer where they come from, so they can quickly suppress the enemy. 】

the sergeants replied. 【no】

They are quiet, terrifying, silent and full of murderous intent. They are wrong for those things that taint life. From the time they joined the Astra Militarum as the Imperial Guard until now, they have slaughtered their existence.

Slowly moving forward, without even the most powerful servitors being aware of it, the deadly person can even evade the surveillance of the suspended skulls. The Catachan long-handled knife and saber shine with a dark edge, like a poisonous snake's. Nobuko.

500 meters, 400, 300, 200...60, 50, 20...10 meters!

The weapons clashed, and the blades penetrated the mechanical bodies, piercing their cores. The machine servitors roared, and the skulls slowly illuminated.

"Enemy, attack model..." Alan Bair took out his long blade and inserted it into his throat, cutting off his spine. The Catachans used their skills to break the fiber bundles, but he used all his brute force, and the engine oil slowly It flows out slowly and stains the ground.

In an instant, 25 Alpha-level elites died cleanly, as if the war and transformation they had experienced were worthless compared to the "ordinary people" of the Imperial Guard.

"There is a patio at the rear. They can go there. There is a ladder." The sergeant wiped his leg from the engine oil that had spilled on the servitor.

Alan Bair nodded. 'Well done, they are going...'

But the Skadi people did not notice that the Alpha-level Mechanicus Skitarii Captain actually had two sets of neural control systems. Even if he died suddenly, he would be like a tailed gecko.

The head that had been severed by Alan Bayer fell to the ground, the sensors in the eyes glowed red, and he slowly uttered a sound. "Fire Protocol, activate."

The short sound, Alan Bayer immediately realized, was not the warning sound of the Mechanicum's electromagnetic gun firing.

"Oops!" He immediately discovered the thing that was still alive and kicked it away. The huge inhuman force almost launched the gun like a projectile, hundreds of meters away! Then it was submerged in the sea of ​​corpses, soaked in decay and despair, but the exquisite weapons made by the Mechanicus showed damn durability at this moment!

Violent explosions followed, and a small amount of fire and temperature ignited the turbid air there. No matter how powerful the Skadi people were, they could not resist such power. They would suffer heavy losses, and no one would save the world. The void shield cannot be closed by them, and it seems that everything will stop there...

Alan Bair suddenly took out his weapon in anger and violently smashed the wall with his power sickle. The powerful force instantly smashed the fine gold wall into a large crater like a cannonball. Then he ordered the soldiers . "Pick up the bodies of those servitors and hide there!"

With unconditional trust and the time brought by that kick, bright fire slowly appeared in the distance, burning the air there. The Skadi soldiers picked up the dead and squeezed in with all their strength.

But even if it's several meters long, it's like a trench with walls. It's too difficult for a team of 60 people to get in. People are crowded there, but there are five or six people who can't get in, so they don't need corpses. Completely block the wall, leaving a small entrance.

But if we do that again, the group will be destroyed, and all sacrifices and battles will be wiped out, just like the will of that terrible world...

But a moment later, the light of violent power weapons hitting the wall flashed in front of Alan Bair. Faced with the danger of explosion, Skadi's soldiers expanded the area to the limit. That incident made Alan Bayer's heart almost reached his throat, because of the sparks, if there was too much methane there, then they would turn into braised pork!

But despite the Emperor's favor, at the last second after the enlarged space was filled with soldiers and fierce flames swept through, the sergeant covered the body of the Alpha Skitarii of the Mechanicus in front of him.

The hot flames swept through the air and made the place extremely terrifying. At this moment, they had to thank the Mechanicus for how strong they had made their servants, so that the flames could be resisted by the steel body, and the Emperor protected them.

But Alan Bayer cursed. "What are we doing! Didn't he say not to use power weapons?"

The sergeant held a promethium lamp to illuminate the area. Looking at the angry officer, he shouted without hesitation. "If he disobeys his orders and disobeys them, he will be punished voluntarily."

He lowered his head, the other soldiers said. "No, then they did it spontaneously!"

Alan Bair looked at them. "No matter what, you can't do this." He was wearing a mask and his voice was buzzing. It was a bit funny, but no one dared to ignore the words of the young-looking guy.

But the soldiers were still looking at him. Those eyes forced him to think, and he looked at the fierce flames outside. He was more frightened than the thought of death. He was more worried about the consequences of his failure. He was burdened too much, and even felt a little uncomfortable. Dare to put your legs aside and do it.

"No, we were very wrong...so wrong!"

"He originally wanted you to assume the future of the empire. He can't accomplish anything. There is strength in numbers, and the use of power weapons he just used proved that there will be no danger in that area."

"No, he's being extreme. It will take a long time to wait for the flames to finish burning. Don't waste time. But there is too much swamp gas there. Use our weapons to dig at them and they can crawl inside, okay?"

"Loyal servants of the Emperor, he asked us to give the heretics a surprise!"

The soldiers looked at each other, then took out their weapons and courage. In that narrow, dry and hypoxic place, they were ready to make the heretics pay with their blood. Without any hesitation, sparks flew out after a moment, like anvils falling one after another in the furnace of war. In the east, the adamantine and the destructive stance came into contact, and a huge team of 60 people worked together to swallow the adamantium layer bit by bit.

Alan Bair smashed open the thickest part of the adamantine layer. The Skadi soldiers slowly polished it to expand the passage. This lasted for dozens of minutes. Everyone gathered firewood and the flames were high. Those indestructible things soon collapsed, and the adamantine layer , Edman, the indestructible thing, is worthless in the unity of the Imperial Guard.

As for the Eastern Hell, although it is not heaven, it is very different. The exterior of the Mechanicus building not only has temperature adjustment, but also the ground is clean and tidy. The gears and the logo of the God of All Machines are hung on the bronze wall, which is made of metal. In that area, a huge road stretching for thousands of meters connected all the main rooms in the west of the building.

The servitors were moving forward devoutly, and the binary mechanical language was singing praises to their new master, the incarnation of the God of All Machines in the mortal world, the great founding governor, and repeated it without any fatigue, until they realized that they The ground east of my feet began to crack.

"The Messiah of Om has appeared! Praise be to all...!"

They sang, but the ground suddenly answered him. "Praise my mother! Didn't the empire give me too much money to repair the ground so thickly?!" Alan Bayer dug into the ground angrily, and cut the blind servitor in front of him in half with a knife. Let the oil and parts spill on his military uniform.

And Han Xuan, the companion of the servitor. "Defense Association..."

Whoosh whoosh, whoosh whoosh, the heat rays shot, and the deflagration guns took away the lives of those poor people. Alan Bayer patted the engine oil on his body and looked there. The temperature was released. There were air purification equipment and Bright lights, high hanging Mechanicus gears, red carpet.

"It's quite enjoyable. The empire has given them so much, so why don't they repay it with death..." Alan Bayer escaped from death. All that resentment and anger was vented in the body of the Mechanicus. It's hard to say that he was so good this time. When did he get angry, but did he really count, maybe when the governor threatened him to evacuate.

Ru Ming, settling old and new grudges together, asked the heretical Mechanicus in that place to taste what the Imperial Hammer is, whether it is wrath, what is not mortal, and what is failure.

"Go west to the elevator. There is a hall in front of you. It is a prayer hall. There should not be many enemies. They will break through there and then deal with everything coming from the east!" Alan Bair ordered, but he did not notice that he had lost his inaccessibility. Under the protection of the leader's badge, Lingke Zhidong and their infiltration had been discovered by the governor after they entered the second level.

The old monster dragged his huge body, and Meroven's flesh and blood slowly merged with him. Ruming's situation was completely different, and he licked the corners of his mouth. "All servitors, approach the western hall on the second floor. He begs for...the souls of those intruders..." His voice was extremely weird, but it still had a terrifying sense of divinity...