Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire

Light spears, cannons, and the fury of the empire were fired at the gunfire of countless cruisers. The empire's moon class had good shields and firepower balance, so that the losses caused by the orcs' lightweight cruisers were not great.

Although the war will accumulate over time, those wounds will not be a problem for the Imperial Navy for the time being.

"Destroy the war boss and attack the orc lord first, hurry up!"

The heat gathered by the light spear hit the orc's waaaagh shield, and the green heretic shield that came out shone brightly and lit up the dark void.

"Intensify the intensity, and the torpedo ship attacks the shield area." The captain ordered. Such an order would be very costly and seemed light, but if the destroyer needs to get close to the battleship in the core area of ​​​​the Orcs and lock it, the degree of difficulty would be challenging. One.

Torpedo ships, that is, Sword-class destroyers, small imperial great battleships, void engines, roaring pistons, overloads, emitting interference electromagnetic, praising the God of All Machines, priests praying constantly, and engineering troops scurrying around in the east.

Quick, quick, quick, quick, every moment, life is at your fingertips. The control panel of the imperial warship is very poor. From the Scarlet Protocol to the Ming Dynasty, mankind can never return to the happy confinement of the Dark Ages. Just move your legs and fingers to operate the steel behemoth.

Thousands or tens of thousands of people act in unison and plan hundreds and thousands of times. Everyone performs his or her own duties to drive the engine piston of the terrible monster and move its loyal machine soul forward.

The roar of the handle echoed the anger of the empire in the void. In the face of heretics and aliens, the destroyer was extremely fast, as if light streaked across the boundless darkness of the universe, leaving only the light of the east tail and the enemy behind its strafing fire.

But luck will not favor such a situation for long. The intensive firepower battle will soon tear apart the brave men of the Imperial Guard one by one, but they must paralyze the orc shields!

With a rumble, the volleys from the orc-modified imperial cannons pierced the side of the deck. At the command point, the captain looked at the decreasing output of the panel. "What's going on? Did it hit the engine area? Damage control team!"

The first mate said. "No, no... His panel shows... that he hit the void shield generator on the flank. It was slowed down by the backward force of the orc's weapon. It seems that he was not very lucky."

He is not desperate, and the reason is simple. The sword is designed with the problem of withstanding enemy attacks in mind.

Therefore, its bulkheads are thicker than expected, and the beams and support components that connect the warships together have redundant backups to carry the ship and prevent the structure from falling apart when the main beam or main support components fail.

At the same time, its void shield is also extremely strong, providing the maximum void shield protection capability that a ship of this tonnage can achieve.

Therefore, the Sword-class frigate can withstand more damage than other small ships, and the hit just now is not harmful. Moreover, its ion engine structure is also simple, and even the newest priest can complete its maintenance work.

But soon, a piece of red appeared. It was not something caused by the hit, but...

"The void shield is paralyzed? What's going on?!"

"Communications team?"

The sound of sizzling electricity came. "No enemy attack, the orc torpedo ship has logged in!"

Click, click, click. The fire and roar of the orcs' large-mouth automatic rifles replaced the roars of the crew members. Walking in the narrow corridor of the battleship, a heavy weapons team of three blocked the initial battle line of the orcs.

‘In the gap between reloading and reloading, the revolver gun team continues to suppress. There is the only passage there, hold on! "

"He's jumping into a shield, using manpower to build a bunker, and squatting in the east!"

The exterior of the battleship is wrapped in adamantine. Such mini-wars are common in that universe. The Imperial Navy's escort troops are all elite, with armor-like void suits, jump shields, and a large number of large-mouth automatic weapons used in close combat. .

Lasguns and small blasters are also at the bottom of the box, and once space troopers are assigned to their ships, there's no turning back.

From that day on they were no longer part of the ship. They entered the ship's vital fluids in a solemn ceremony. Yin Dong added aromatic engine oil to let the essence of the ship flow in their blood.

Of course, there are also people who prefer automatic guns because of the "brilliant" achievements of PDFs in various places, especially revolver guns that feel weak, such as low armor-piercing power, not as good as laser guns, etc.

However, the priority of weapon installation always depends on the use environment. The combat effectiveness of large-mouth automatic shotguns and heavy revolvers is not bad in a narrow environment where it is difficult to carry a heavy armored war engine.

Secondly, the fundamental reason why laser guns have become the most reliable weapons in the empire is because of the special characteristics of laser guns. They have extremely low range loss and can even be quite lethal at extreme distances.

And there is no need to consider ballistics, the ammunition is suitable for long-term combat, the magazine is small, and it has good individual armor melting capabilities.

Although it seems weak compared to the cliche elite firearms such as plasma weapons, melta, and explosive bombs, it is the Blade of the Empire, and the laser gun is actually the weapon with the largest number of kills on the battlefield.

There is no need to think so much in the battleship battle in Suai Pass. The farthest field of view in the corridor is a hundred meters. It is often trapped in the dark light low-view liquid state of power outages, and often encounters the enemy on a narrow road.

The high-efficiency flesh penetration capability of automatic weapons at medium and short range can still be retained, and the large-caliber ammunition is enough to beat the flesh of the orcs.

Click, click, click, flames burst out from the revolver. The simple mechanical structure from ancient Terra to Ming Dynasty has taken away many enemies for mankind.

"Suppress! Suppress!"

When the rough weapon projectiles of the orcs hit the shield, the steel shield made of ceramic steel and composite materials will leave small red marks.

The elite naval space troops suppressed the orc pirates with their excellent combat effectiveness. They were already at odds with each other, and now they were fighting each other even more easily.

The Space Marine sergeant looked at the situation, brandished his power sword and shouted. "Press forward, take back the shield area, shield guard, move forward!"

There are only a handful of giants in the Imperial Navy. Their huge bodies ranging from 1.9 to 2 meters can barely hold a huge and bulky shield. Even compared to the orcs, a shield team of only five people is too small. Like a few little giants, after all, they are not the elites carefully selected by the Imperial Navy.

Suppressed, they occasionally take out explosive leg guns to counterattack the enemy. Their fighting will is invincible. Their legs hold heavy revolvers, which are naval gun legs similar to Gatling's heavy weapons, and they are still small giants who are not inferior to shield guards. .

The heavy troops slowly pressed forward, and countless orcs fell to the east. With blood and death, the Imperial Navy could quickly recapture their target.

They deploy extremely quickly, have a simple will, and are invincible. It should be natural for them to win. As a large number of naval soldiers continued to move forward, in the dark area controlled by the orcs, those irritable boys began to chatter.

"Sir, the orcs are crazy." The shield captain reported.

"They are howling wildly heretical..."

"Waaaaaagh!" The orcs interrupted the report, and those crazy machete boys actually resisted the turret shooting and moved forward crazily.

"No! The Emperor is here!" Ding ding ding ding, the orcs suddenly fired fiercely with their guns. The shield guards tried their best to withstand the attack, but what happened?

The fierce counterattack caught the navy off guard. The petty officer raised his power sword, killed the orcs who tried to bypass the back guard, and then shouted. "In shotgun!"

The laser was replaced by shotguns very quickly. When the commander told the replacement distance, the elites had already taken out the shell ejectors loaded with bullets. Bang bang bang, bloody flesh and blood. The boys' armor could not withstand the full attack of the shotgun. At least That thing won't work until his boss is richer and the machine master is smarter.

On the contrary, the armor fragments and fragments embedded in their flesh and blood added to the secondary damage caused by violent exercise, which not only hindered their movements, but also made the orcs experience what it meant to be unable to get up.

You can't think about a large fragment embedded in a joint. If you can, it is not an orc, but a god.

"Effective obstruction, sir!"

"Keep shooting! If you don't ask for a stop, you will deny the Emperor!"

The roar, repeated in the adamantine pipe, makes people's eardrums tremble, the loyal roar, moving forward from the barrel of the gun, never stops, but the orc's waaaagh is not without its origin, bang bang bang, the flames bursting from the projectiles hit the depths of the dark corridor , something outside the metal monster forged by the loyalists of the empire resisted the invincible bullet and turned into sparks to dissipate.

When they came to the east, there were calls and roars, low, like sounds that would shatter a person's heart. The orcs cheered and shouted in confusion.

"Boss! Boss!"

"Boss! Boss! Our boss!"

"Our boss! Our boss!"

It was noisy and loud, like a concert hall rather than a battlefield, at least in the corridors where the sound of guns echoed, heavy metal waaagh music, a band composed of five boys, and the war leader was their lead singer.

Those instruments made of garbage, scrap metal, and inlays make thick sounds, buzzing, and cooing. Compared with the heavy metal music of the ancient Terra era, which has so-called melody and emotional basis, the ballads of the orcs are not complete. Anger and chaotic war serve as the main theme.

Those orcs, at least the members of the "band", did not wear carapace armor or ceramic steel inlays. The elite orcs in the body, nor did the war leader. A large area of ​​his body was covered with armor and embedded in flesh and blood. The standards of the Gough clan and The bright red armor, I don’t know what to use to paint it.

The greenskin has the iconic big teeth and big face, and his legs hold a chain axe. He must be over three and a half meters tall!

His approach and the tank-like armor in front of him made the entire corridor packed, and the roaring music made people feel their eardrums trembling.

The damn alien moved forward with the power of Zhuanluwan. Those projectiles, fragments, explosions and flames were like the fireworks when he took the stage, exploding in the narrow and dark corridor, praising his "debut".

Tat-tat-tat, bang-bang-bang, there were footsteps stepping on the fine gold without stopping. It was hard to imagine that something so big could be so fast. At least Ogryns of the same size as him couldn't do it. He was too fast and turned around. The large caliber and shotgun shells of the wheel gun could not break the armor. With the Emperor present, the naval officer drew his power saber.

"No Emperor!" roared, roared, flashes of light flashed across, his swordsmanship was excellent, the blade was sharp, the destructive stance roared, the server started, begging to cut off the alien head!

But a moment later, the orc boss took out the KaKa thigh gun in his belt and fired quickly. The blood was splashed on the place where the sergeant had been guarding for a long time. The corridor was stained with the blood of loyalists. The explosive power imitated by the orcs was terrifying. Just one shot Hair, two halves of the body...

"For...the Emperor..." He crawled forward, and the blade was unable to cut through the gap between the war leader's thigh and knee, causing the boss to have his skin broken.

But he didn't pay attention to the officer at all and just walked in front of the shield guard. "Shine bright, shine bright, Xiami's gun is really good, it keeps spinning, I like it."

"Give me my weapon!" Approaching very quickly, the orc's huge body is quite exaggerated even if it is not facing the shield guards who are almost two meters tall. In comparison, the giants among mortals are just dwarfs at this moment.

The shield guards raised their weapons, and the precision bombs held by their legs shot fiercely. The distance was definitely enough to penetrate the body of the orc boss, but a moment later, they heard the roar of the chain saw.

The chain saw sword, this weapon is not unique to humans. A technical sage once commented that the development history of weapons must be like this. A civilized race must develop sharp stones in order to kill other creatures, and then there will be knives, daggers, swords, arrows, guns, chain saw swords...

The dagger is more efficient, and the sword has changed the rules of battle. Arrows and guns have forced people to focus on more exaggerated defensive armor. After materials science has reached the position of ceramic steel, the chain saw sword came into being.

When civilization finds that their enemies or external composite metals that are strong enough to resist shooting appear, then people's war forms begin to return to the ancient era of using swords. Is that inevitable?

Those seemingly rough and wild weapons are the original after civilization reaches its peak, and they also prove that a race can gain a foothold in the galaxy.

In just a moment, those things that countless bullets could not penetrate were cut in half. The single-reflex blade turned into a deadly meat grinder in the violent rotation, tearing the ceramic steel in half.

Buzz, buzz, the whisper of death, buzz, buzz, the singing of the blade, buzz, buzz... Why are the loyalists crying? Because the human civilization at the end of the 40th millennium of the dark universe is at the forefront!

The Bordello is here, and the captain has received a new report. "Destroyer fleet, all destroyed, the enemy is using boarding tactics to cross the ship, the orc torpedo ship is spreading like a virus."

The captain's face was gloomy, the range weakness of the sword-class destroyer made them easy to be boarded, and the orcs' landing operation at this moment could make all those imperial engines disappear. The entire destroyer force advancing, about 20 heroic warships...

The captain choked up, he was not sure. "Is it because of his command?"

"Damn..."

Alan Baier just looked at the red light of the auspicious instrument approaching abnormally and said. "Don't blame the aliens for being too crazy, okay."

He turned on the communicator. "Attention all Skadi members, they are about to be boarded, prepare for battle!"