Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire

Chapter 232 Tomorrow, "goods" will be delivered to the door

The ice cave seems cold and silent, but it is actually full of life. When the soldiers fiddle with the ice, they see the frozen dead inside as if they were just last month. The tens of thousands of years of fighting there have left many "legacies" to that huge place. ".

If you don't want to become a frequent visitor to the ice there, you must come back alive, fight, and win. After all, those dilapidated dead are like prisoners in a prison, making people doubt whether their souls can leave...

An aura of despair permeates the place. If you can't survive, you will become one of them. The remains in the ice seem to be saying that. Most people in this area still don't care. Are they driven by all kinds of despair? The walking dead, Ru Mingshi has a good chance of getting out of there, but it has not been blessed by the emperor.

But the recruits' thoughts didn't last long before they heard the chief of staff's shouts and controls. New things came one after another, but when the Sun Lord stood in front of them, those troubles and pain disappeared.

The confused person who just held the can in his hand would wake up after his arrival and look at that great man with admiration. It is hard to imagine that such a commander would come to such a front line. They couldn't help but feel that if he hadn't been born there, they wouldn't be worthy of fighting alongside him throughout their lives.

Facts have proved that if you remove all the bad deeds in a person's life and judge his success, anyone will become a "saint" in history. This situation has become increasingly serious at the end of that dark forty millennium.

Alan Baier walked on the high platform, raising his head and chest high. He could feel the fiery emotions of many young people in the east, and he also knew that they were seeking to tear apart the cultists who suppressed them. He already had many plans in his mind, just like usual. General, bold and careful, and eager to take risks.

A large part of the success of the Sun Lord lies in his adventurous spirit, which flourished in the dark ages of mankind and allowed mankind to set foot on the entire universe and develop countless amazing technologies.

It is also the things that the emperor likes most, the spirit of the pioneer and the spirit of the experimenter. Although adapting to the environment is not the rational choice of smart people, but in most cases, history cannot blindly move forward and is created by people who change the environment.

That is the most powerful power of the Sun Lord. His spirit and action shape the Skadi of tomorrow, turning the tide from countless evil demons, time and time again.

The pioneer was now standing on a high platform and speaking to those confused people. "Attack the enemy's core area from the truck line! Because they found the guys who deserve revenge, those stupid and greedy things."

He held up the brown paper and wrote on it the name of the culprit who allowed Skadi to be bombed and his compatriots to be enslaved, and the evidence of his sin.

Soldiers who want to know the written word at this moment will angrily accuse the low Gothic written by the cultists and tell their friends and comrades about the sin.

Alan Beyer re-emphasized at this moment. "Before you die, the Grand Inquisitor, Walden, used public affairs for personal gain, betrayed the empire, and caused millions of lives to disappear. His crime is unpardonable!"

The soldiers clenched their weapons and their fighting spirit was high. They knew that their blood revenge could be avenged. The excitement and feeling surrounded them for a long time and could not be dissipated. And the cruel universe was already hopeless, otherwise the Sun Lord would lead Come the cocoa.

They began to march in an orderly manner and were loaded into the trucks that originally transported the goods. The veterans were responsible for driving or adjusting morale, or accompanying the vehicles. Compared with the fatigue of walking, they were more unwilling to put their lives in such unreliable vehicles. With.

The entire army followed the transportation road built by the cultists, or the nobles who had previously governed there, to the east. The road was made of asphalt and ice blocks and could barely strengthen the grip of the truck enough to drive. The lighting was poor and the road was full of potholes. It's like emphasizing whether the place is almost in ruins.

Alan Bair, Lord of the Sun, was walking there with the only armored vehicle used by the commander. That one had been severely modified, adding a lot of unnecessary decorations and junk. It was difficult to describe it as a Chimera armored vehicle.

The frame of the skeletal decorations that was shaking on the car body, and the "bobblehead" toys made of broken human bones, Alan Bair had to admit, it was always refreshing when those traitors were squandering the few remaining aesthetics of the empire.

the chief of staff asked him, fiddling with the object. "Why don't I get it somewhere?" He said while trying to distinguish whether the bobblehead doll had waist, legs, or tibia. After all, it was so artificially modified that it was no longer clear.

Alan Bayer drove forward and said. "Can I tell the difference?"

The chief of staff shook his head. "None of them are human."

Alan Bayer pointed to his body wearing thick winter clothing. "Then can I tell whether he is a traitor or an Imperial Guard?"

The chief of staff shook his head. "I can't tell the difference because I can't see the uniforms."

Alan Bair nodded. "So, he will send them to the door tomorrow and lead his people directly into the outside of the castle. The external shape of the deflagration gun is very similar to a special automatic gun. Those illiterate people will not be able to recognize it for eight lifetimes, so they just go in and find the area of ​​​​request. , and then build a defensive force.”

"How brave! What if they don't have enough troops? If they don't advance step by step, they will be surrounded by enemy forces, and then be wiped out. Such an operation can only be carried out with Space Marines. It is wrong for such a large force like theirs. The burden is greater than the benefit! Many people will die!" The chief of staff pointed out the core issue. He had to say that his judgment was very good, but Alan Bayer said otherwise.

"He knows that many people will die, but are they afraid of death and will they join the Imperial Guard? Moreover, he feels that there are talented people from the East who can serve as the 5th Skadi Infantry Regiment and join the 4th Skadi Infantry Regiment."

The staff officer's eyes were a little evasive. "How old are those new recruits? Is it worth it? If we leave it to the veterans and reduce the size of the troops, we can achieve better results whether we can infiltrate or fight against the red guerrilla warfare."

Alan Bayer said, "But they don't have time. The Red Pirates' invading force will soon launch a counterattack. In those six months, they suffered a lot due to various things. If they can't take East Cady and use it as a supply point to move forward." "Come on, most of that sector will soon be back in the traitor's lap." He opened the kettle in his lap and took a sip of coffee against the poor heater outside the car. All the internal organs were trembling.

The power of that old car is so poor that it is extremely difficult to keep the outside of the car barely at zero. Even so, it is an extremely rare experience in the empire, smelling the strange ozone smell (similar to garlic) emitted by the air conditioner. Mixed with engine oil), Alan Beyer looked at the chief of staff, as if waiting for his answer.

"No, they don't have much time, but..." the staff officer felt a little sympathetic, but that time, Alan Bayer said. "War is the best furnace, the furnace of death."

Wrong, every soldier is raw ore, and it cannot be purified to transform them into fine gold, otherwise their behavior is cruel and terrible. In that universe, such things are extremely promoted by the Ming Empire, and it does not deny Alan Bai. I was willing to be the commander of that era, but otherwise he had done everything he could to help the bloated and disgusting empire.

There is no doubt that it was a bad era. Listening to the roaring engine of the Chimera modified by the cultists, the journey has reached the end point close to the center of the earth. The temperature there has begun to rise, and the heating outside the car has even reached ten. It's so fast that people can sweat.

At some point, the ice turned into rock. When the light shined on it, it looked like ordinary soil, but it was very hard.

Then the Sun Lord once again felt that the place that was inaccessible to people in the ancient Terra era, even the core of the earth called the Coco Hell, was actually just a warm place, and the empire could get through it just if it wanted to. The place.

Why was the port built in the center of the earth? Otherwise, would it be hidden from people’s eyes and ears? But there are many uninhabited areas on the surface, and no one can live outside the hive city. Even scavengers must rely on the city to survive...

And the artificial light source suddenly hit his face, causing his thoughts to stop. Are there lumen towers? To be precise, are there countless lumen towers, like the lumen towers of stars, or, in other words, are they as wonderful as the "eyes" used by scallops to sense light. The spots are embedded in the body of a huge monster made of metal.

Countless guard towers, outposts, and checkpoints were built along the rugged rock walls, surrounding the entire Qiu Fortress, and the huge war fortress looked like...a church. To be precise, it should be similar to the Anglican Church, but in front of it There are many symbols of the Black Mechanicus. To be precise, there is an eight-pointed star of chaos behind the half-machine, half-skeleton of the Mechanicus.

"The Adeptus Mechanicus, the Space Marines, the Inquisitors, okay, they can all get together for a game of mahjong." Alan Bair looked at that strange place with interest. It looked like an Anglican Church, but not It has more weapons, thicker armor, and is larger. From a visual inspection, Coco is as huge as a city.

At this moment, the Sun Lord had to be thankful that he did not have a frontal attack. That thing could not be brought east without heavy firepower. To be precise, it would be difficult for even a Space Marine to enter it, because the camp area could only be seen at a glance. Laser defense arrays, several void shield generators and giant light spear anti-orbital systems.

"Emperor, what is that?" The chief of staff was frightened. After all, such a small size would take thousands of years to build, and those terrible war equipment have been silently entering the outside of Skadi, going deep into the ground. Heart?

Does the Empire seem to have too much control over that world? Absolutely not. The empire is powerful, corrupt and intolerant. No one can gather such power without the empire's consent. Given its church-like shape, it seems that the empire has long been willing to build Skadi into a fortress. In the world, the project is too big and the delay is too long.

It was supposed to be a bridgehead against the invasion of Chaos, but now it has become a place where evil is entrenched, which makes people sigh. The equipment seems to have been fully installed, so those Chaos traitors should be prepared to transform it into a place more suitable for serving the gods.

"Damn it." The staff officer secretly cursed, but Alan Bayer said. "Take my hat, that beautiful and big imperial staff hat."

He was about to get his own hat, but there was no place to put it. At this moment, the Sun Lord speeded up and drove to the gate of the outpost. The chief of staff could stuff the hat under his butt and pick up the evil spirit at the gate of the outpost. The believers came to ask questions.

To be honest, that place was not that good. The lumen tower hit the car body directly, as if there was someone who should be dealt with. The sentry towers were equipped with heavy logging guns, and the person who asked questions was even more vicious.

Alan Bayer opened the door of the armored vehicle, opened the door bolt, and adjusted the buckle. The tedious actions made him even more upset.

When the car door opened, he spoke in a more serious tone. "Number, origin, why you entered the Fortress, and then register your name and personal information, and contact information on your personal tactical tablet." The clothes the man wore were not the snow uniforms of the Astra Militarum, and Alan Bayer secretly cursed a traitor.

Then he spoke in crude low Gothic. "Sir, he is illiterate. If possible, he thought he could apply for assistance from his commander."

"Who is my commander?" Alan Bair said with a look of disdain on the traitor's face. "Well, Grand Inquisitor Walden, sir, look at the team behind them. They are all gifts from him, sir." As Alan Bair took out the letter, the cultist's complexion quickly changed from pale red to red. Cheng Honghong, then opened the door in a polite manner and removed the roadblock.

"Please come in, Dongci doesn't need to say so much, just say your name to him, I'm offended..." He became very gentle, and the arrogant guy before disappeared. After all, he was the only one who could show off his power. The place is right there, and even if the people coming don't come in such a large convoy, he can still be disgusted and misunderstood.

Alan Bayer stepped on the accelerator, and the car slowly entered the outside of the fortress. The staff officer who was shrinking next to him, trying to make himself inconspicuous, looked particularly funny now.

He picked up his wrinkled hat and cursed. "Enough, it's unbearable, my crazy plans."

Alan Bayer closed the car door. "It was successful, wasn't it?"

"Do I think he will be hindered by that little traitor?"

said the staff officer. "No, of course not, just no...they come from the east."

Alan Beyer took out his sidearm, then handed the steering wheel to the chief of staff and said. "Did you see that warehouse? Crash into it."

"What? Warehouse? Collision? Is that iron?" the staff officer shouted.

Alan Beyer emphasized. "That's right. Wherever they meet Donglai, their master will seek a stronghold. He sees that the warehouse is big enough, and there are a lot of good goods in it!" "

The chief of staff gritted his teeth and stepped on the accelerator, the engine roared, and countless working cultists told the engine to slow down, but they saw the car door suddenly open, and a young man holding a ridiculous little gun fired at the steel door.

They laughed, the car was dead, and they shouted at such a good Chimera, and thought about what the corpse was pulling when they were waiting for the east. After a second, a flash of light flashed, and the metal door turned into lava, and the Chimera The armored vehicle burst through the door, followed by a truck that sprayed projectiles at them.

Walking soldiers suppressed the entire area, while alarms woke the Grand Inquisitor in his tower, watching smoke billowing from his windows and panicked slaves reporting to him of the intrusion.

Grand Inquisitor Walden asked whether he touched Dongba. "Let the Claws of the Stars pay the wrong price."