Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire

The guerrillas' attacks continued unabated in the east, destroying huge amounts of valuable items basically every day and killing countless Space Marines and traitors. At the same time, the hunger and pain they endured during that time The pain became more and more severe.

The Master Chief looked at the rickety vehicles in the distance with his tattered reconnaissance binoculars. Those enemies no longer had good-looking trucks, and they had no gunpowder to make bombs.

"How about the ammunition reserves?" he asked the others, because of their continuous attacks, those crazy cultists who had begun a scorched earth policy that was wrong for them, just begged them to complete the attack, and those Chaos traitors would immediately begin to destroy themselves. Supplies outside the vehicle.

Running out of ammunition and food is definitely the biggest action for most enemies to miss in guerrilla warfare. The internal supplies of Skadi cannot support the development of a long-term guerrilla war. Firstly, the long distance will give the enemy breathing time. Secondly, Skadi’s The level of material consumption is also extremely fast. A month's rations for 50,000 people is a very scary astronomical figure, not to mention that those things will probably rot by themselves.

In order to implement that damn scorched earth policy, they had to start accumulating supplies. When the few but most needed things were placed in the pipeline, those guerrillas still carried the most needed things with them. Melta bombs to destroy walls and flares to notify the Skadi.

If the food and ammunition placed in the pipes are discovered by the enemy, they will starve to death. Even so, they choose to put the mission first. Their strong will allows them to exert a combat effectiveness that is not inferior to that of a space warrior, which is amazing. , but also sad and ridiculous.

Because only the full will of mortals can achieve the opening of the Space Marines, it feels not good. It seems to say that those demigods cannot be surpassed, but if they also believe that mortals can go further.

On the other side, such hunger and pain are also spreading among the enemy's troops. In the final analysis, they will never lose more than themselves because of the destruction of their own materials. The lack of mutiny is only because of the Chaos Gods and Space Marines. Those who Mortals can't choose, that's all.

But that kind of emotion has reached its limit, and terrible acts of cannibalism and oppression have begun to appear outside those places. It is inevitable to leave one's post without permission or have a low sense of combat. When the will is too low, what the Skadi guerrillas are looking forward to Something happened.

The Catachan eye sentry stationed near the watch tower was arranged to come quickly, he said. "The enemy has begun to mobilize. It's very large. I'm afraid it will directly empty the place."

The Master Chief said. "Finally, he'd been waiting for that day for so long."

‘Prepare your own melt bomb, go through the installation tutorial in your mind again, follow the normal plan, and complete the long task in one go. "

"Follow the plan!"

For 20 days, for 20 days, when people worship heroes like Alexander the Great and Hercules, they often forget how much strategic value the disgusting harassment of little people like flies has.

They will come at night, and Hong Tian will not be absent. Looking at many heroes, they also need sleep, but Skadi's guerrillas do not need it. They are full of clockwork anytime and anywhere, their speed does not slow down, and their time does not stop.

In exchange for this, the traitors would become unbearable. A large number of traitor commanders were walking in the turbid air with their stupid minions. The boy Lytlin was lying in the ruins. He almost changed into a different person. He was very thin. His eyes were calmer, aiming and shooting in one go.

The low sound of the carbine and the excellent concealment brought by the small homemade anti-inflammatory device. The light of the firearm bullets passed through the air, passed through the ruins, and hit the head of the gorgeously dressed officer. In an instant, that head was never seen again. , disappearing from physical reality.

the traitors shouted. "There's a sniper!" What followed was a dull sound of bang, bang, bang, or the roar of the empire's individual grenade launcher. Black projectiles pierced the sky one after another, falling in arcs to the east. It exploded with lightning speed, and those soldiers who lost their command evaporated instantly.

As soon as they came to the east, there were dense footsteps and mobile fighting, which was non-stop for a while, and the movement there became bait for new prey to come. When the traitors walked there, they cleared them again until they ran out of ammunition and food.

"What's the first batch? Those cultists are really crazy." The boy Leitlin insulted. The Master Chief or the soldiers there were all in the same condition. They had dark circles under their eyes and lacked energy, but they could still fight. Precisely like legs. Like a sword.

But that's why space warriors are more suitable for guerrilla warfare than most human soldiers. To be precise, those super soldiers are suitable for any battle. They don't need regular rest or a lot of food to maintain their health. No matter how crazy the war is, they can be like A perpetual motion machine operates.

Those cultists couldn't stand Skadi's guerrilla warfare, but now that the Space Marines had also taken action, the entire outer perimeter had fallen into complete chaos. The supply shortages and death costs caused by the guerrillas were too high, and they had to act.

Now Master Chief Catachan was setting up something like a firework launcher in an open field. He did not want to celebrate the great achievements of his troops, but to tell the Sun Lord that the time to attack had come.

The bright red special projectiles flew high in the sky, and the bright light made the entire underground world feel bad. That huge and empty place was too lively at that time.

The traitors gnashed their teeth, and the Space Marines also felt bad. Some Sun Lords outside the encirclement put away the coffee they usually drank, and the soldiers geared up because the time for a breakthrough had come.

They were ready. On the other side, when the signal flares attracted the enemy's attention, the Catachans came to the high wall with fixed-point melta bombs on their legs. They used the iron sheet as a bunker and used snipers to kill the traitors in the sentry tower. They used actions to prove that those Chaos All believers are fools.

"1, 2, 3, run!" The Master Chief pressed the east button at a very fast speed. The Skadi soldiers on the other side were like a tidal wave. They didn't have any seamless cooperation, but they had the most basic trust. Year after year, it is called the trust of comrades in arms.

Violent attacks blew like hurricanes on the cold battlefield. Those three-meter-high concrete walls were still there. The number of cultists was not as good as before. The defense strength of firearms was extremely poor because there were not many legs. When grenadiers wore carapace armor, Moving forward, the Skadis continued to approach. After the rumbling explosions and flashes of light, the walls within a few hundred meters suddenly collapsed, tearing apart the long defense line, and the traitors fell into chaos.

The Emperor's wrath has arrived at this moment. Even if the Space Marines on the platform still resist, they have to die due to the shooting of the Catachan guerrillas from behind and the frontal attack of the Imperial Guard in front. Just try harder. Then we can tear apart the cruel war there and take back freedom.

Roaring, fighting, bayonets, and firearms, in spite of the emperor's slogans and the officers' command, the Skadi people who had been suppressed for more than half a month did not know what to fear, just like the great soldiers of Cadia.

The sleepy guerrillas continued to assist behind, but the enemy's defense was useless. After more than half a month of fierce fighting, every drop of water penetrated the stone.

The enemy's separated troops soon arrived, and the Skadis barely climbed on the wall. The guerrillas had to retreat into the main force through the wall they blew up. The chief of general staff saluted, looking very much like those skinny Catachan soldiers. A short sadness flashed through Alan Bair's heart, and he was about to go into war again.

"How many enemy supports are there?"

the Master Chief replied. "Two hundred Space Marines, 20,000 Traitor troops, even the Imperial Guard's armed forces, are hard to deal with."

"They have no bunkers and trenches, and their troops are not superior. There are no walls there, so they may have fallen short..." Disappointment flashed across the cheeks of the macho man. After working hard for a long time, he was just begging to fall short. That kind of The feeling was too much for him to accept.

Alan Beyer looked at his tactical tablet and answered. "There is no way. I believe them. Our efforts have failed. As I said, every drop of water penetrates a stone, and we have done a good job."

Then he turned to the other struggling man. "Neither do I, Lytling boy."

"Now you can trust our comrades, the Skadi Grenadiers, get ready! Those new recruits are also here. They have been watching for so long, and now they need to be beaten hard!"

"Now they are in the same condition as they are. There are no bunkers and no defense projects. According to the character of the Space Marines, they will soon fall into close combat, so I am a new and old soldier, with bayonets!"

"Officers adjusting their chainswords and grenadiers wielding power weapons, it would be the craziest war in Skadi's history, and the bloodiest and most brutal, without a doubt."

"He begged us to block the gap, and the guerrillas and heavy firepower teams suppressed the enemy where the wall was."

"Now, with one person and one meter staggered, the people at the front use jumping shields to resist the shooting. They want to drag the war into ancient times, when humans have not yet set foot in the starry sky!"

It was a crazy plan. Mortal bodies could not withstand the shooting of the Space Marines, but the soldiers still moved forward calmly. They half-knelt on the ground, relying on the large amount of rubble and shields on the fallen wall to defend themselves from the shooting.

As long as the explosive bomb can't move the weapon, no matter how powerful it is, it will not be blocked by objects. When the Space Marine fired for the first time, a Skadi Grenadier almost flew away He got up, but he did not resist the east with a dented shield on his legs.

As the terrible projectiles passed through the thick ruins, the smoke filled the air and hindered subsequent shots, while the Skadi soldiers' shots could accurately kill the Space Marines.

If long-range suppression continued, there was no doubt that the Space Marines would face terrible losses. Their commander quickly ordered to move forward, close combat, advance at full speed, and give up shooting.

That was a rather stupid behavior in the command of the Astra Militarum, but it was not a very smart choice among the Space Marines. The running speed of those supermen was comparable to that of a vehicle, at least running at full speed and with thick armor, it was like several Chimeras.

The Imperial Guard's hit rate instantly dropped significantly, and just as the commander estimated, as long as the Space Marines approached, the roar of the chainsword would crush the fragile melee combat system of the Imperial Guard.

Unexpectedly, those mortals did not run, because the Sun Lord ordered them to stay there. If the gap was lost, the Space Marines could attack the Imperial Guard's battle line from various directions. Such losses and the difficulty of counterattack would instantly increase by countless amounts. .

With this idea in mind, the Space Marines' charge must also resist the eastward attack. If not, other teams will definitely curse, but if there is Skadi, they have no way out. There is no world in the Empire that does not matter, and Or their cruel and cold hometown, the place where they were born in the universe, second only to Holy Terra, the common homeland of mankind.

The grenadiers looked at the unexpected giants and calmly dropped their shields. Those things could not resist the continuous roar of the powerful chain swords, and instead raised their weapons.

The essence is that mortals cannot defeat Space Marines. When those powerful giants approach, death should also follow. For Space Marines, it is not a pleasure to tear apart the bodies of fragile mortals with their blades.

But the sound of the blade cracking and the abnormal but disgusting resistance interrupted the Space Marines' reverie of endless flesh and blood, and the vicious eyes of the Skadi Grenadier and the destructive stance of the pale blue light roared. Voices…

"That's impossible!" The soldier panicked, but things like this kept happening to the entire team. Could it be that those soldiers had been transformed, or that the emperor had appeared? But it doesn't matter, it just means that they can become shields now.

To be precise, they, the Skadi Grenadiers, have no power to resist the terrifying killing of the Space Marines, but if there are several people, several rows stand together to resist the attack, so that the power is completely shared, in other words, now it is impossible. The Skadi recruit "held up" the grenadier to "support" his defense against the superhuman attack.

At the same time, the strong pressure, whether it was from the Skadi soldiers or the Space Marines, was on the Grenadier's legs and arms, as if they were being run over by a truck, even though the mechanical structure of the human body is very good. , the sound of cracking bones was slowly accompanied by the roar of the server.

Death is approaching, but the soldier full of determination still resists unswervingly. The server instantly breaks the single-molecule blade of the entire chain sword, so that the space warrior loses combat effectiveness and can use a short saber to attack the enemy. .

And when the Sun Lord took up arms and sentenced those Chaos traitors to death, he led Catachan soldiers to attack the enemy with bolt shotguns, power weapons, and what not, deflagration beams, plasma guns, and heavy bolters.

Superman is not invincible, and Skadi has proven that time and time again. Those powerful supermen have just missed victory even in the most arrogant close combat. The Space Marines are like dogs with broken teeth, nothing but howling. and trembling, nothing!

As the recruits watched those terrifying giants fall in front of them, their inner pride reached its limit.