Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire - #110 - Chapter 105 Inside the Space Hulk/Demon Host

Chapter 105: The External Situation of the Space Hulk Demon Host

Those who fight monsters must be careful not to become monsters themselves.

——Friedrich Nietzsche

According to Captain Bloodaxe’s notes, the space hulk is not an ordinary piece of scrap metal suppressed by the power of subspace, but an ancient creation that has been transformed by the power of chaos and has a machine spirit as violent as a green skin. It has the ability to change its own exterior. force.

The orcs can use the waaagh stance to suppress the appearance of that kind of thing. If the blood ax orcs say it, it won’t be possible for me to go alone, but if there are many boys following me, then it will be safe there.

In other words, powerful psychics should be able to counteract that change, but even if all the empire’s legal psychics in that world were added together, they probably wouldn’t be able to support tens of thousands of troops entering the outside of the hulk to explore.

Is it the most qualified tactic to just station on the periphery, let elite soldiers go in to explore, and move forward while suppressing the heretical machine spirits as much as possible, and rely on narrow tunnels and the outside of the hulk to carry out beheading operations? The question is whether such an action will inevitably lead to a narrow escape.

Secondly, there is no peace inside the hulk. The Gough clan and the Snakebite clan often fight. According to reports from the Blood Ax orcs, the Snakebite clan boss has not developed and cultivated new behemoths before they come out to attack humans.

This is not good news, because it also shows that there is a gap between the two teams of greenskins fighting each other, and humans can seize the opportunity. It also means that the orcs have not looked down on humans.

Whether carelessness is the cause of failure, whether arrogance is the precursor of death, the hatred that caused tens of millions of the empire’s soldiers and navy to die in subspace attacks must be dealt with clearly.

Ryan said at school. “He will definitely go inside. No matter what, the empire will not allow those things to dominate them.”

“And during that time he will recruit the empire’s legal psychics. I hope those damn wizards are useful.”

Alan Beyer replied. “Supply is not a big problem. They can approach the enemy’s perimeter from the weak point of the hulk. The hulk is very large and already has an atmosphere and a lot of plants. According to Blood Ax, the orcs can move freely inside.”

“Their garrison will face two problems, the supply chain is broken and they are surrounded by the enemy.”

“Reducing the number of people logging in seems to be their only option. The armored regiments probably can’t get close, and the only battleship they can log in to is the Bordeaux. There are very few turrets on the back of the hulk that doesn’t receive the star’s light. If you use commercial and civilian boats as bait…”

Alan Bayer swallowed. That sentence meant that at least the number of ordinary people who could pilot space ships, that is, tens of thousands of people and dozens of ships, were sacrificed.

Such a task must not be given to ordinary people in the Empire, and the Imperial Guard has no relevant experience, so it can be given to… retired navy personnel in the star port.

Can you please send thousands of people to the hulk, an act that is like seeking death, and sacrifice the people who have devoted their lives to the empire?

That choice is even more insane than picking eleven kills, making it difficult to make a choice. Victory means death, and survival means continuing to kill. If the Sky Hulk continues to cut off supplies, hundreds of billions of people in the empire in that galaxy will die.

The prosperity and stability that Kabbah Base once brought has turned the world there into an over-developed hive, trying to feed so many people without even a drop of oil being squeezed out.

God Emperor… Alan Bair rubbed his temples, he was not sure, he was not sure.

At this moment Ryan stands up at school. “He will do it, he will organize it, he will put those veterans on board. He admires all the soldiers who fight against the Empire, including the Imperial Navy. They are all against the Astra Militarum and all against the Imperial Hammer.”

“Disaster is imminent, the greenskins are running amok, and those damn aliens are cutting off their vitality. If we continue to let external feelings dominate the war, there will be no chance of victory.”

“I don’t know when the Astartes will arrive. The Imperial Guard is the real shield. Brother, his brother, Lieutenant Colonel Alan Bair, brothers from other sectors, they will win.”

Alan Bayer licked his dry lips. In that crazy world, death and sacrifice continued. He had seen it too many times, and he was even a little numb, but the flame that burst out from the soul would never go out. Humans want to live. Go east, struggling alive, until the Lord of Mankind awakens.

“No Emperor, brother.”

He answered like this, and Ryan also did the same. In the Partoria sector where the emperor’s light shines, no one will allow the green skin to run rampant.

The tavern in the star port is a good place for pilots. If I have no work for a short period of time, I don’t need to pay for the ethereal damn void, and I don’t need to enter the chaotic subspace. I want to celebrate that tomorrow is still alive, so I’ll have a drink. It’s been a long time. Amset wine.

Bottles and jars, the place is definitely not cozy, but it is definitely cheap, which makes my head unclear, and its owner is a former Imperial Navy officer, and it is also a place where veterans gather for business.

The smell of alcohol, the few comforts, the cold table, a few middle-aged people gathered together, their wrinkled, dirty clothes were wearing brightly polished imperial emblems, and none of them were Imperial Navy ones on their heads. Captain hat.

They exchange cups and cups, talk to each other, and are very good at exchanging card skills. But such a confinement is wrong for the old guys who once traveled in the void. In the eyes of the old guys who came from the legs of countless enemies of the empire, it is too boring. .

He said that until the recruitment orders fell one by one, the veterans held them and watched them for a long time. “Brother, those new recruits can’t be dealt with. The empire needs them. Can they please go see other brothers?”

Another middle-aged man whose legs and arms had been completely replaced by machinery wiped his dirty Imperial Navy hat and said. “Don’t be so pessimistic. They’ll probably come back alive just like they did in the service, old Bob.”

Old Bob answered. “Yes, yes, he was once a captain, so they asked to continue serving the Emperor.” He straightened out his wrinkled clothes and drank a few more sips. The former Imperial Navy had had enough. The moon is like a bright moon.

There are no roaring engines of battleships, no bombings of aliens and heretics, no unreliable Geller positions and crazy astropaths or navigators.

Alcohol anesthetizes their nerves, giving them the lofty feeling of being immersed in the gravity created by the “witchcraft” of the Mechanicus.

But they are by no means useless people. Although the empire needs to provide a large amount of comfort money to the veterans, every soldier who comes out of the service is a treasure that the empire cherishes. If those old men and their crews are responsible for The training of imperial sailors is the teacher of countless outstanding sailors across the void.

But as soon as they dried their alcohol-stained hats and washed their cheeks, they could not wait to miss the battlefield, even though they knew that they were too old and might not be able to come back.

When they arrived at the rendezvous point where the Starport Sky Elevator reaches low-Earth orbit, where there is the battleship’s hangar, the old guys couldn’t help but whistle, as if they saw a beauty.

Because this is a retired warship from the Empire, a machine soul that has fought for the Empire for thousands of years. If it is connected to a cable and is full of power, it will be confusing that the green skin is covered with new paint. .

said old Bob. “Then you are worthy of being on their side.” That sentence was somewhat self-deprecating, as several old captains teased each other.

Until they saw Lucas, a former Imperial Guard who was commanding the soldiers. “Lam Cass, am I not dead? I am having a filler to extend my life? Didn’t you say I don’t do that?”

asked old Bob.

Lucas answered with a cigarette in his mouth. “New recruits are always unsettling, aren’t they?”

“They are stupid and aggressive. They don’t know how terrible Hong’s universe is. Ru Ming is facing a powerful enemy and they need to continue to work hard.”

“We just know that that job was a dead end, right?”

Bob answered. “As for the Emperor, he can touch the battleship once and he will be satisfied. The Kabbah base has disappeared. He knows it from the veteran network. They all know that that day is not far away.”

The old guys smiled at each other. They had once been the backbone of the empire and had withstood countless such attacks without collapsing. That attraction mission was very difficult even with slow attacks, but they were never afraid.

The old ship’s piston engine roared, the veteran’s outer core rolled, and the blood burned and took all the bad alcohol eastward. Ryan and Alan Beyer received the report, Lucas’s, and they were ready.

The soldiers waiting for the transport plane at the dock have also been counted. There are 3,000 people in total. They want to bring food, ammunition, and limited supplies to complete the task of killing the green-skin war boss without supplies. It is almost impossible to kill the war boss in two. task.

Three legal psychics will open the way for them, but even so, only a hundred people can enter the outside of the hulk at one time.

The spiritual ones lowered their heads, holding skull-like staffs on their legs, and prayers were plastered all over their clothes. Even though they were not the most requested people in that mission, the soldiers still kept distance from each other unconsciously.

Those damn wizards’ eyes were so red that they looked like they were blind. They knew very well that they would definitely die in that mission, but no one would hesitate. Before the greenskins left, there was no mistake.

As spiritual beings recognized by the empire, their loyalty can be recognized by the empire’s strict order, which shows that they are all geniuses.

After arranging for the Psychic to enter the transport aircraft alone, with melta, deflagration, laser gun, heavy explosive bombs and engineer shovel, the soldiers walked on the transport ship, adjusting their large or small armors, Alan Bair and The staff officer closed the door of the transport plane, begging on behalf of them to go to hell and never look back.

Dozens of ancient imperial warships sailed towards the hulk without looking back. In that dark universe, humans could survive in such a narrow way, but in that terrifying and disgusting space hulk, those disorderly and messy creatures In the east and west, the influence of subspace is everywhere.

The war boss Behemoth often appears alone in those chaotic corridors. He walks through those twisted areas as if he is not affected. Without Lingke or waaaagh to stabilize his position, those twisted subspace entities are also on the move. The powerful spirit of the soul can be displayed in it.

The giant beast’s rough legs and arms grabbed something that was twisting and shaking, and then stuffed it into a shabby steam equipment behind him. The ear-piercing screams and wails appeared instantly, which was wrong for the green skin. , the so-called subspace entities are just toys.

Greenskin battleships are usually protected by waaagh positions and Brother Mao. Although this protection is strange and unpredictable, Demonic Invasion is a new game for the greenskins.

Of course, the giant beasts had to play with those things after they captured them. They came to the real world, which was almost a once-in-a-lifetime experience, but because of Gaofu’s restraint, he couldn’t leave. He was fed up with continuing to bite his own kind, and he had a new plan. .

When the giant beast with many special decorations of the Snakebite clan kicked in the twisted and mutated corridors with his big feet, those grotesque things formed by the combination of dozens and hundreds of battleships suddenly became stable.

The amulets he was wearing were all the treasures of his boys, and they were forcibly collected by him because he discovered that the green skin’s power instilled in his ornaments could prevent him from being distorted by that weird place, and he also got the A completely new feeding program.

He walked to the stable area of ​​the hulk, where the greenskins lived. The presence of a large number of boys prevented him from worrying about being involved in the chaos. He picked up the messy decorations, greedy goblins and greenskins. The boys chattered and took away the things, but the giant beast didn’t need them anymore.

He took off his protective clothing because he had completed his plan. With the backpack that restrained the warp entity, the greenskin war leader crossed the residential area to the east of the area.

It is an area that is barely stable in the waaagh position, but the subspace invasion there is still serious, because it deviates from the green skin living area, making it stuck in the gap between reality and illusion.

The war boss discovered a special squig in that lightless and chaotic area. It seemed to have returned to its ancestors, and it had strong adaptability to the subspace spirit.

In a place where the metal walls twisted into strange and symmetrical shapes, the giant beast moved forward familiarly. After walking for a long time, an unpleasant smell filled the air. In the corner of the battleship, the twisted monster was as friendly as a ball of black mud. near.

Its eyes are like erect cat pupils, its teeth are like the multiple rows of shark teeth, its dark skin is like a squig, and its chest has huge eyeballs, but it does not have that kind of pure soul. If anyone who has done research on demons sees it wrong, Go to it and you will definitely get an answer.

Demon host…

Thunderbolt arcs surround it, which is a sign that the spirit is too powerful. If you ask for a description, it has probably reached the level of a dangerous spirit recognized by the empire, and it has definitely not been suppressed at all. The war boss The giant beast picked up those subspace entities and tasted them like feed, making the demon possessed by them stronger and stronger.

And Scrooge’s simple brain left little intelligence and little dependence on his owner.

It’s not that big, but it’s a little slow, so Scrooge is a little bigger, the beast complained. “I’ve eaten so much, why can’t I grow up? Forget it, my crazy shaman (Lingke) boy is so afraid of me, I really don’t understand, that’s all, I and I raided those Gaofu, I beg waaaagh light that galaxy!”

The giant beast’s eyes suddenly looked dull, and the terrifying purple spirit surrounded him. Obviously, even if it wasn’t low, it was still dangerous and stronger than the war boss, and he was still crazy.

He would have a day off tomorrow and no one would read it. He had to think about whether the writing was bad or not.