Warhammer: In the Name of the Emperor

The flames of the explosion rose, and the burning crude off-road vehicle smashed into the front of the chariot. A mutilated corpse fell in front of Old Joey's throne through the broken window. It was the one he had promised to enter. The war boy in the Hall of Valor still had a smile on his face before he died. I don't know if it was too late to change, or if he really believed what he said.

The entire lower body of the war boy, as well as the left side of his body, were gone. The explosion swallowed him up. The high temperature burned his flesh and blood, leaving only a piece of solidified blackness where the blood should have flowed.

Old Joey stood up angrily. He looked around at the towering rugged rocks. Hornet's nest-like hollows were scattered on their surfaces. The midday sun and the burning off-road vehicles lit up the boulders at the end.

"Who did it? Who is attacking us? The revenge of the bullet farm?" Next to Old Joey, the war boy holding the war skull scepter looked around. The other pale-skinned war boys around him, All of them had already raised their guns. Those hanging on both sides of the vehicle jumped off the chariot and spread out in the surrounding narrow valleys.

Behind them, the war convoy drove into this narrow mountain passage. They stood on the truck and looked around with guns drawn. Those on the ground began to walk around, alerting the surrounding war boys, and began to look among the stones and gaps everywhere. Got up, and several of them, under the instructions of Old Joey, cautiously approached the place where the explosion occurred with their guns in hand.

The leader, the boy who used a branding iron on his body to carve the totem of the conquered tribe regardless of pain, raised the long-tube tutu gun in his hand and squatted down. He looked at the flames burning on the ground and the surface that was lifted up by the explosion, "Immortal Joe Yeah, it's our motorcycles, they were buried underneath, used as landmines."

"Who buried it?" Old Joey asked loudly on the roof of the car. War Boy seemed to find something on the ground. His hands were twirling among the burning wreckage. It was so interesting. They didn't seem to be afraid of the high temperature, but This is not surprising, after all, who would be shirtless at noon on a planet like this?

He picked up something from the explosion hole on the ground. It was an exploded can with many fragment slots attached to its surface. It looked like it could be used to pretend to be some external fragments, but now, there were There is nothing, only the simplest and most direct traces of the explosion, remaining on the half-remaining object.

The boy lowered his head and looked inside. There was a lot of strong liquid stuck in it, "It's not tribe people, it's city-state people! It's them!"

Before he finished speaking, a crosshair was locked between his eyebrows above the valley at the top. Accompanied by the soft buzzing sound of his finger pulling the trigger, a red light roared in, pierced his head, and hit him directly. It exploded, and his brains were sprayed all over the ground. Several boys behind him immediately picked up their guns and looked for the shooter. However, before they found each other, their heads had been blown off by several precise shots.

The corpses fell to the ground one by one. The war boy holding the totem scepter stared wide-eyed. His snow-white skin, covered with black paint, his bulging eyes stared at the fallen brothers, "City-state people? I thought, they Already killed by the green beast!" "Obviously not."

As Old Joey spoke, he bent down to avoid the incoming laser beam. The heads of several of the War Sons holding guns beside him were exploded. One of them's eyeballs exploded out and fell directly on Immortal Joey. On his arm, blood sprayed on his thick arm. Joey suddenly looked into the distance and found the reflection flickering between the stones.

"Where is he! In my name, destroy him!" Old Joey clenched his fists and shouted. On the off-road vehicle driving up next to him, the war boy holding a machine gun immediately raised the muzzle of the gun, and the bullet chain was around him. Shaking it sideways, he roared and pulled the trigger, and a violent rain of bullets instantly hit the rocks in the distance.

A figure rolled out from there. He stood up half-crouched, raised the muzzle of his gun and fired three shots, accurately hitting the machine gunner and several people around him. They generally fell into the off-road vehicle, and some rolled over. After landing, another war boy behind them immediately climbed onto the car body, lifted the machine gun and prepared to fire at the shooter.

But at this moment, from the mountainside beside him, a tall figure suddenly appeared from behind the weathered stones. He was carrying a heavy logging gun, and the muzzle of the gun roared violently as the trigger was pulled. The barrage instantly poured onto the off-road vehicle from a not far away place. In the blink of an eye, the boy holding the machine gun was beaten to pieces, and the other boys behind him were also swept away by the hail of bullets.

Beside the off-road vehicle, other war boys with guns looked towards him, but suddenly, several shooters emerged from the other side. Two people, one of whom had a mechanical latch on the lower part of his arm, he Holding a laser pistol and another companion beside him, he fired at the convoy from the side.

The laser beam roared in and penetrated the bodies of several people in an instant. They hurriedly hid behind the car and used it as a cover to raise their guns and prepare to fire. However, immediately after a burst of laser gun fire, the beam swung from the car body. He shot out from the other side and beat several boys behind him into smoking corpses.

The two people on the mountainside pointed their laser guns downwards and fired continuously. The laser beams penetrated the armored bodies of the tribal tanks from above. Without dealing with the demons and Space Marines, the Astra Militarum For these barbarians and their creations, the laser gun has already hit the dimension.

The convoy was in chaos as it was shot down. Laser beams and bullets from heavy logging guns kept bombarding the convoy crowded in the narrow valley. The most exposed war boys on the backs of their vehicles were the first to be killed. They were directly exposed to the fierce firepower from the left and right sides, and were turned into mutilated minced meat in the cross-fire.

They fell down and hit the sand. On the ground between the convoys, the war boys were constantly looking for cover. Those who were lucky enough not to be hit by the laser guns stretched out their gun barrels from the corners of the vehicles. He opened fire at the two gunmen above from the gap below.

Their bullets whizzed away, and those projectiles that could tear flesh and blood bounced off the red and gray armor. The only result left behind was a scratch mark on the glass of the face. , and this also attracted the attention of the gunman. He turned his head with eyes, looked down at the chassis of the car, and threw down several round spheres, which rolled down the mountainside. It rolled to the bottom of the car chassis, and then suddenly exploded, shattering the person lying there and the vehicle above it.

Steel flew everywhere in the flames, and the broken ground flew over Old Joey's head. He looked around at the gunmen on both sides, and a series of bullets swept past him, breaking a long pipe in the throne room behind him, " Beast gun, let the steel beast come up!"

Old Joey turned around and roared at the truck behind him. Above the tall body, behind the two smoke pipes inserted into the back of the cab, a door suddenly opened, and a heavy machine gun pulled out of it. , the painting of that thing shows that it is a weapon of the local defense force.

I don’t know if they bought it or robbed it, but it doesn’t matter. This weapon from the real empire factory is obviously the strongest here. It immediately went up to the roof of the car, and the one sitting on the back was severely distorted. The shooter had three unnaturally swollen hands, one of which held the trigger, the other stretched out from above, grasping the barrel of the gun and moving around, and the last hand dragged the bullet chain extending from below.

The gunman roared and spun, and the platform below him flexibly rotated left and right, and the barrel of the gun swung and fired at the surrounding valleys. The weathered stones there were immediately beaten into flying debris, and the two gunmen there immediately He threw himself to the side and rolled down the hillside, avoiding the incoming gunfire.

The laser beam roared over and hit the deformed machine gunner in the head. But unexpectedly, he did not die. Half of his head turned into a pool of burnt flesh and blood, and his facial bones hung down. On one side, the eyeball also fell off and was connected by the last few neck lines, but he was not dead. The machine gunner roared and immediately pulled it away with the muzzle of his arm gun, aiming at the precision gunner on the mountain in the distance and firing.

The man on the top of the mountain put down his sniper rifle, spat out the toothpick in his mouth and cursed, then suddenly slid down the mountainside to avoid the roaring artillery fire. The entire top of the mountain was beaten into flying pieces. fragments.

Old Joey looked around and saw that the opponent's firepower was suppressed. He raised his right arm and two fists, "Now, rush forward and destroy them." "For Joey's sake!"

From behind the beaten and paralyzed chariot, the war boys rushed out. They stepped on the broken corpses of their dead blood brothers on the ground. Their smoking flesh and blood was rubbed everywhere on the ground under pairs of footsteps. Everywhere, the brothers who had stepped on them rushed towards the mountainside where the two gunmen were hiding.

But suddenly, another burst of fire came from behind them, and a series of laser beams penetrated the heads, abdomen and back of several people. They quickly stopped and looked behind them, only to see the man who appeared from behind the stone. , a slender figure holding two guns. When she fired, the red hair swayed left and right on her forehead between the translucent glass behind the helmet.

That was a woman, but she was no ordinary woman. She held two guns and fired alternately, quickly knocking the war boys in front of her to the ground. When the boys on the other side who reacted opened fire on her, her The armor blocked the direct fire, and the bullets jingled on it, creating a shower of sparks.

She dodged to the side and raised her guns to aim at them, but just before she opened fire, those boys were beaten into exploding flesh by the fire from the other side, and the tall figure holding a heavy machine gun jumped down from the hillside. , he raised the machine gun and approached the girl. As he walked, the muzzle of the gun fired in all directions. The fierce gunfire roared between the convoy, making the vehicles jingle for a while. The doors shattered and the glass burst and scattered everywhere. , and the boys around him were beaten to pieces.

"Get out of here immediately!" Old Joey ordered loudly from the roof of the car. The severely mutated driver who sat down in the chariot immediately turned the steering wheel with one of his slender arms. , pulling down the push lever on the side, the chariot instantly spun from its wheels, rushed backwards, and hit the car behind it.

The driver roared again and pushed forward. The tall chariot instantly spit out blazing flames from several pipes behind Old Joey. Even the interrupted pipes spit out a scarlet flame. The completely burned oil was also spat out, and the dark viscous liquid sprayed on the arm.

The chariot suddenly rushed forward, knocking away several cars in front of it, and rushed towards the exit at the end of the valley. Immortal Joey stood on the shaking roof of the car, looking at the exit nearby, and Far out there, Coke Fountain on the horizon, the burning caravan, and the sound of gunfire were all left behind.

The gunmen fired several shots at his car, but this was Old Joe's own tank. A few laser shots and heavy bullets would not let it catch fire and explode on the spot like those broken tanks. Old Joe Yi stood on the roof of the car and looked at the exit that was approaching rapidly. The chariot roared out from the end of the valley. But just when Joey felt relieved, a shadow appeared above his head.

A man suddenly landed on the roof of the car. He raised his pistol and fired continuously, killing several war boys on the roof of the car. Another man rushed over, grabbed his gun, and struggled with him at close range. , but the man immediately let go of the gun and pulled out a knife from his arm, with a blade flashing with amber lightning. He turned around and pulled it, instantly cutting off the war boy's arm, and then stabbed him with the knife. neck.

The War Boy fell to the side, hit the wheel, and his head was crushed into an exploding watermelon. The man holding the short knife rushed over. He was wearing armor, and the War Boy along the way couldn't stop him at all. They stopped him, their gunfire clanging on his body, but they couldn't stop him at all.

The short knife in his hand kept swinging and thrusting, and the amber lightning followed the blade, leaving a long strip of light in the hot air. He pulled out the knife and chopped off the entire ribs of the war boy, shattering them. The ends of the bones spilled out from the kid's chest.

The man kicked the boy away, and he flew backwards under the forward inertia of the chariot. He was opened by the tall war boy next to Old Joey behind him. He knocked his brother out of the chariot and let him It rolled and fell to the sand. The tall boy raised the heavy war totem and rushed towards the man.

He waved the long totem staff in his hand, and the hook-shaped part of the bird's beak at the end of the staff slashed towards the man. He raised his arm to block himself, catching the blow that the long staff hit him. , and the Son of War immediately grabbed the end of the long staff with his hand and hit him in the head in the opposite direction.

The man dodged aside and swung the end of the long staff in front of him. He took a step forward and stabbed the kid's arm with a knife. The amber lightning decomposed his flesh and blood in the blink of an eye until the bones were exposed. Outside, the boy roared angrily, his eyes under the black paint stared at him, then he stepped forward, grabbed his arm, and threw him out of the chariot.

But the man pulled up in the air, clamped his arm with his legs, and then swung the knife over. The blade whizzed through the hot air and pierced the boy's arm. Eye sockets, he fell backwards, and relying on the traction of his falling backwards, the person who was thrown away was pulled back to the roof of the car.

The boy fell backwards and rolled off the chariot with a knife in his face. He fell on the desert and raised a cloud of dust. Old Joey looked at the fallen boy, and then turned to look at the roof of the car. The man in armor shouted and rushed towards the man, hitting him in the face with his thick arm.

The man stepped aside to avoid, and then hit Old Joey's arm from below. The latter's tendon controlling the arm was hit, and his arm trembled uncontrollably, and the man took a step back. , the man in armor rushed up immediately, swung his fist quickly, and continuously hit the elbows, knees and other exposed joints of Old Joey's thick body.

The iron fist in the armor hit very hard, and every punch was like a cannonball. Old Joey's body felt a sting, and the pain was transmitted from the surrounding joints to his mind, making his senses occupied by pain, and He couldn't effectively face the person in front of him, and he didn't give Old Joey any time to react.

The man rushed up quickly and threw a loud uppercut in front of him. The reason why it was said to be loud was because the iron fist hit Old Joey's chin, where the sound of broken bones could be heard. There was a bright echo.

Old Joey stepped back and suddenly hit several pipes behind the throne. They were all spitting out fire under the speed of the chariot. Old Joey looked at the broken pipes aside, and his two hands , quickly grabbed the pipe and pulled it out. The moment the pipe was pulled out, the flames just spurted up. The mouth of the pipe was thrown towards the person who was rushing, and the flames sprayed on his body, causing him to Stopped momentarily.

During this brief pause, the pipe came out of the flames. It swept through the roiling flames all around, hit the man's arm, and was knocked away. He fell to the ground, on the roof of the car. He rolled several times and flew out from the edge of the cab's roof. Fortunately, he grabbed the edge of the roof and didn't fall off the car.

Old Joey spit out blood, clenched his fists with six arms, and dragged the pipe to the edge of the car roof. He looked at the person holding there below and raised the pipe in his hand, but just before Old Joey When he was about to knock him down, the sound of a roaring engine came from the side.

A chariot with no roof suddenly rushed over. It jumped down from the sand dune, hit the side of the chariot heavily, and sprinted parallel to it. The people on the chariot jumped out of the car. Come, he stood on the top of the chariot, just behind old Joey. The latter only saw a corner of the flying black coat from the corner of his eye, but did not see the rest, but he saw it soon.

Old Joey shouted, and with two thick arms on his right side, he grabbed the pipe and turned towards the man to tease him, but the pipe was torn into several pieces by a giant claw in the air. The man in the black coat The man raised the giant steel claw in his hand and strode forward. He kept opening and closing it, and the sharp claw in his hand completely cut off the pipe section by section.

Immortal Joey threw away the remnants of the pipe in his hand, raised his six arms high, and formed a circle around his head. His two fists were clenched one by one, and he moved toward the person in front of him with astonishing power. The one-eyed man struck, but the latter raised his sharp claws. In the brief period of several flashes in the sun, a large amount of blood spurted out from the end of Old Joey's arm. All six of his arms were cut off, and then Due to the inertia of the chariot, it fell into the sand from all sides.

Old Joey looked at his six incised wounds that spurted blood. Before he could utter a curse, the giant claws came up, grabbed Old Joey's head, and slammed it into the head. On the throne, Old Joey sat slumped on the throne, his eyes looking from the back of the giant claw to the man in the black coat. He raised his bolt gun and aimed at the cab in front and fired a shot at the aberrant individual sitting in it. Instantly turned into soft tissue on the glass.

"Who are you?" Old Joey was pressed on the throne, and his mouth made a vague sound from inside the giant claw. The man turned his head, looked at him with his one eye, and answered.

"Yarek."