Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire

The sky gradually became brighter, and those virus toxin bombs and greasy clouds finally dispersed with time. Of course, the wounds it caused to Luo Ande could not be repaired in a short time, but it also proved that the chaos would eventually dissipate. It is just that it is more serious than time. length.

The star's warm and even scorching light shines in the trenches, making the mud more sticky, but no soldier will complain about the warmth brought by the sun, because it is too precious.

The people of Loander survived the winter-like torrential rain, crazy believers, terrible wizards, those who are still alive or still alive are enjoying this minimal warmth.

It was rare for Captain Czech to step out of the command vehicle. One day after capturing this place, they now had the first peace of the month and the last peace of their lives, so it was extra precious.

"The good days, the warm light makes me feel comfortable, and the Emperor also likes such time..." He sighed to his lieutenant, because those warriors, including himself, were already dead wood.

Today, in their free time, the soldiers did not play cards and drink like the Skadi people. Instead, they proclaimed the God-Emperor's faith more strictly and praised the dogma. It really depends on the fact that the Loander people are even better than other people in terms of faith. The enemy has passed.

The extreme loyalty and faith caused by cruel oppression in this world is exemplary, and the Empire only needs a place like this, which is both cruel and ridiculous, because they can't even protect their homeland now, such as the Eagle of Destruction and Skadi If people help others, they will inevitably bow to those heretics.

Fortunately, he was protected by the Emperor, but it put a restraint on the captain's heart. The shame that represented the incompetence of the Loander people. No matter what the Space Marines said, shame will always be shame. They need to use war and life to redeem the Emperor. Tell Him that the Roanders are not worthless, they are also soldiers of the Empire and your pawns.

He silently recited those prayers in his heart, with piety and honor. This is what the people of Loander are like. If there is anyone in this sector who has experienced tyranny and oppression, and is now invaded and massacred, but still believes in the God-Emperor unswervingly, then only them.

Ironically, it is the death of the Emperor's most loyal believers, whose souls struggle and hate the Chaos Gods, that makes the gods even more happy. It is their unshakable devotion that has led to the current murderous disaster, and people One can only hope that their souls are snatched back by the God-Emperor so that they can kneel under the golden throne instead of in the crucible.

The monster therefore wandered into a place he had never seen in his life. He was a soldier and almost insulated from this place. He soon smelled the smell of brown paper, and then wood, wood, what his homeland lacked the most. Before joining the army, he could only wear clothes made of beast skins and eat raw meat, or grill half-cooked meat slices with the superheat of weapons as a reward for his decades of training.

Their battle is destined to be meaningful. They are marching towards death and exerting the last remaining heat of their lives. However, the commander does not like the enemy to leave them quiet. After all, defense is easier than attack. If they fight today, their success rate will be lower tomorrow. It will be higher. Although it is cruel to soldiers, it is crucial to this world.

He has gone through many inhuman experiences until now. Although he is not as good as a space warrior, he is still at the limit of a mortal. He has many privileges, except for commanding those soldiers, so he is quite dissatisfied. The things and rights that he has not been able to get in this life are now available to him. Gave it to a fool.

He kept thinking in his heart that Ed Von Ka's wine cabinet must not have such good things, but the reality is that this precious bottle of wine was produced in his manor in the agricultural world where the "Fon" family belongs.

After shaking hands, the adjutant felt the strength of his grip, but the rune monster didn't know its importance! He cursed secretly in his mind, and then released his fingers.

But the enemies of the heresy are preparing hard to catapult like snakes, launch fatal attacks, and send them to meet their gods. However, they are obsessed with the so-called internal struggle. A rune warrior who is worshiped today Entering the hall, the soldiers saluted him, and even the most rude veteran would become respectful.

"What do you mean..." The adjutant straightened his expression, then pushed away the holy book, and the soldier replied. "Believers can't reject something full of faith power like this, understand."

"Then I will grab your neck, put one foot on that trash on the ground, and grab your neck with my right hand. I only need the strength of my feet and arms. I can make you two cute with my body that has been trained for decades. The soldiers took him away to see his loving father.”

Bang, there was a sultry sound, and his heart burst. He felt heart-wrenching pain and clutched his chest. In the extreme pain, he did not forget to finish the red wine, then put down the glass, and then weakly relaxed his body. This unknown officer, in After enjoying the peak of power for less than two days, the cause of death is unknown.

"Natural?" He was a little embarrassed. After all, just one bottle of such a wonderful thing can be exchanged for a set of fully armed carapace armor and a plasma gun. This is after the price has been increased on the black market!

Even with half a year's salary as an adjutant, he could never taste such a sweet thing. His mind began to have random thoughts, such as that he was the commander now, and the Rune Warriors needed his help. This bottle of red wine probably belonged to me. He was attracted by that sense of entitlement. Fascinated, after all, the warrior he once needed to lower his head to watch also bribed him with wine...

Therefore, the Captain wished the Space Marines from the bottom of his heart that their victory would allow the world to rest in peace, kill those heretics, and let the Emperor's light shine on the souls of those who were slaughtered.

Such a task is placed on the Master Chief. If his raid is successful, the Golden Throne can let those pathetic loyal people rest in peace instead of being turned into a pot of twisted soup...

"It's such a big ambition. I won't agree to it. It's up to a third. You already have deflagration guns. Don't try to plunder more. The command of the tank force and the infantry will always belong to me. If you don't agree, leave." The adjutant said. Without his head being filled with desire, he just answered calmly. The warrior pretended to think and could only nod.

The veteran raised the book in his hand. "A sacred book that records the story of Chaos. It writes the life of the Chaos Demon. I want to hand it over to the commander and urge him to complete his father's work."

As a human being, he has a stronger fighting spirit in his heart than anyone else. He is no longer satisfied with enjoying worship and power. Now that Ed von Ka has left, he can get real rights and have a dog of his own. force.

He walked into it, playing with the triangular badge on the table that represented a loving father like a master, life, death, decay, and then life, a self-consistent perfect cycle, the true power of flesh and blood.

His heartbeat was very fast, as if he saw some beauty in front of him, because wine was very precious to soldiers and officers, not to mention that even in the Ndjili Free Port, he had no chance to taste this thing that only nobles could enjoy.

After he finished speaking, the T-shirts of the two soldiers were already wet with sweat. What he said was right and they didn't want this to happen. Those two guys understood that there was no comparison between punishment and death.

"That's enough. Happy cooperation. I hope I can see enough supplies arriving at my camp tomorrow." He stretched out his hand and the adjutant nodded. He never thought that the Rune Warriors would harm him, never.

At night, in the dead of night, in the commanding quarters alone, the adjutant greedily pried open the cork, enjoyed the scent surrounding the bottle, and prepared to enjoy it.

He gently gestured with a military salute in the style of a religious ceremony, not to the mortals who looked at him behind the desk and glared at him, but to his father who gave him power and who would not deceive him like the Corpse Emperor. father.

"I want a war, a war that is unique to us. I need many things. I want the supply priority of the entire army. I want all the soldiers to contribute to the rune heroes. I want to create great achievements that will make my loving father look at me!" he answered.

"What are you doing?!" The adjutant felt like he was facing a formidable enemy. After all, no one would be happy to see a monster with human skin walking in their office area.

The adjutant wiped his sweat, but what he saw was not a sword or a weapon, but a bottle of quite good red wine, embedded in the thick pages of the book, which was amazing.

He only felt itchy in the palm of his hand, but to be on the safe side, he wiped his fingers immediately, even before the Rune Warrior left. This was equivalent to being rude, and could even be said to be an insult, but the veteran did not blame him and just left.

The veteran laughed. "But you can't resist me. Look at your pace. It seems stable, but I only need to sweep my legs lightly, and you will fall to the ground. Then the ridiculous laser falls to the ground, emitting light at will, burning Burn a corner of this fortress wall."

But today he was not wearing a knife, he was just holding a thick Bible, recording filthy and chaotic words. It was terrible. He walked to the command room in the hall, and the guard asked him. "Sir, what are you doing, we need to inform you."

Rest time was precious, and staff officers walked in the trenches, announcing that the soldiers should dry their guns, apply holy oil, and be ready to respond to enemy attacks at any time.

This thing is better than a sword. Seeing the expression on the other side, the rune warrior smiled. "It seems you are quite satisfied."

The guards respectfully opened the door to this monster. To them, it looked like they were witnessing a lion walking into the arena, and they were opening the door to a beast without protection. If they didn't want to have their necks broken, it was best to be honest. a little.

"What do you want?" asked the adjutant.

"Take it."

The Rune Warrior openly disclosed that he wanted to bribe the commander to obtain supplies, but the other soldiers were not surprised. After all, if the supplies were not given to them, who else could they give them to? This approach can only be considered a bit extreme. If I were in their situation, I would do the same. After all, this commander is not very capable.

Blood, the blood of beasts, the body of a giant in the void, nourished his body, but did not give him the right to comply. And he saw it for the first time today, the mahogany office, the flashing radio, and the big table with Beautiful maps, star maps, and low-Earth orbit maps seem to bring the entire world, the entire star system, and the entire universe under his control.

Even if he didn't have a weapon, he knew very well that there was no way he could kill this guy. That sense of vigilance appeared in the hair close to his skin, and he stood on his head with cold hair. This was probably what it felt like?

The Rune Warrior just opened the book in his hand, he said. "Look, what a great book."

The next day, the officers gathered here and discussed with each other. They didn't know when the enemy entered here and assassinated their commander. However, doctors who were good at toxins investigated for a long time and could only get the reason for acute heart disease, because yesterday The Bible was found to be nontoxic, and neither was the red wine.

But the adjutant was suspicious. He dried his fingers, washed them three times, and then asked the legion pharmacist to check the red wine. He spent a lot of time and wasted precious time on planning tactics, and the supplies he promised to the soldiers did not arrive as scheduled. However, the veteran was not angry, let alone blamed.

"And you." He looked at the other soldier. "You'd panic, raise your weapon, and fire, but something that wasn't aimed at hit my carapace, or even just blackness, because it has a high heat conversion rate and a low impact, so even if it melts Even half of my arm can't destroy this armor that belongs to me."

He didn't know that his poor life was quickly dissipated because a right that did not belong to him fell into his hands. When his mouth touched the red liquid, the blurred aroma surrounded him, touched the tip of his tongue, and then entered his throat. , his heart beats faster and faster, faster and faster, more and more...

Even if no one attacks today, on the next day, which is the third day of the raid according to the agreed time, they must go to attack the fortress and persist all day so that the enemy can no longer notice the changes inside the fortress.

The guard said uncertainly. "But my lord has said that except for command matters, no other matters will be allowed in."

It's just that the doctors didn't understand why the healthy adjutant suddenly suffered from a heart attack, and they didn't understand why they didn't feel the source of the poison after checking the cup, the wine, and the holy book.

"Of course, they don't understand." The veteran crossed his legs and tasted the bottle of red wine in the command room. The rune warriors were now crowded here and crowded out all the officers who were supposed to be commanding.

The Rune Warrior's connection with the subspace is no worse than that of the weak wizard. As one of the best, it is not difficult to use a certain degree of spiritual power. This time it is an assassination that only the wizard can see, and he did so much just to clean it up. yourself, because reasonableness is always the basis for winning people's hearts.

Now that they have everything, the soldiers are willing to serve them, but they are not politicians. On the contrary, they do so many things just to serve the gods, just to complete the sacrifice, just to... take revenge on those Imperial Guards and Aspen Tate!