Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire - #128 - Chapter 122 Exploding Gift
After the failure of the Orc War, not all the Orcs were wiped out outside the city. A large number of Orc tribes were still in the forest, and they had a huge amount of supplies compared to those who were defeated.
With his one-eyed character, he had long since mistakenly thought that all greenskins had undergone military training. Although the orcs at that time did not understand the importance of standing, lining up, saluting, and wasting their drinking and playing time on cleaning up their personal hygiene. Wait for “stupid” things.
For the greenskins, being dirty will not make them infected. On the contrary, clean leather shoes and bodies without odors look very “girly”. However, under the pressure of One-Eye, the orcs still reluctantly persisted.
After the death of the war leader, those orcs were defeated and fell to the east. Some of the wise guys left with their children, but the orcs who had no settlement in the world could not rebuild their tribes even if they had supplies. They lacked food and the planet belt It is also far away from the star and cannot even absorb sunlight as a measure.
If that situation continues, then the remaining orcs will “starve to death”, yes, starve to death. With such huge bodies and violent personalities, they will eat as much as they want without obedience. From Gondwa VI to The squigs and food brought out will soon be used up, and then there will be no goblins, and then there will be no orcs.
Unfortunately, in such a high-pressure environment, the “Green Skin Infantry Manual” written by One Eye could not save lives, and his own monograph (a masterpiece made with the contribution of those surviving green skins) could not be a life-saving work among the green skin officers. One serving.
Back in the east, Scrooges and Grots were treated as food animals and separated from engineers or slaves. A group of smelly greenskins held books and studied hard every day.
For example, the greenskins of the Ming Dynasty have built a complete orbital defense system and anti-reconnaissance equipment in the planetary belt, and any metal objects are buried in stones. Those seemingly normal planets are filled with war factories and barracks.
Outside the planet made of ceramic steel, are those man-made objects the cornerstone of the giant structure that has not yet collapsed, and are the green skins the masters of it? Because of the lack of sunlight for photosynthesis, the blood axes there have developed into a system for distributing food to individual soldiers. Habit.
A huge banner hangs in the cafeteria, or more like a concession stand.
[One day, liquid fu, beat me up, beat me up, beat me up]
Then there are the piles of cans and the shelves full of them. I didn’t say anything above, but the greenskins can’t be picky. There are all kinds of cans, most of them were looted, and many of them were stolen by the greenskins themselves. Raised Scrooges in cans.
The recruits looked forward to opening the food. Before becoming soldiers, they were forced to perform labor until they were five months old before military training could begin. However, they were subjected to severe malnutrition and high-intensity dominance before training.
Against nature, it endlessly mines usable minerals outside the planet, decomposes water and fat, and recycles food and scrap iron-like weapons and equipment.
When they are old enough, they will be allowed to eat canned food and have the fate to join the war. At this moment, the orcs have smoothed their horns and their faces are thinner than others of their kind. When they encounter the canned food made by humans, they are very lucky to open it. Jumping (squiggly) and jumping for joy, it is definitely an excellent noble food for the greenskins of Ruming.
The second is goro meat, which is greasy and nutritious, the worst is unknown birds, and the worst is vegetables, starch, beans, fish and other things that are composed or made into jars alone.
But even if it is the worst food, they have almost no complaints, burying their heads in tasting, and their military uniforms will soon arrive as scheduled. There are even separate bathrooms on the planet. Please keep the orcs’ military shoes bright, They don’t smell bad, and they even dress like the Imperial Guard.
That crazy place used the craziest legs to form the most orderly legion in the world, but the desire of the orcs never dissipated. When the Zhai and Lu wars began, they would burst out with blood and anger that was far superior to other clans.
In the void, the One-Eyed Tribe’s standard destroyer, the Kalakawu, an imperial destroyer that had been modified by the Orcs, could also see the One-Eyed Tribe’s rare treasures. In the lounge above, Private Ogu was looking through them. Tomorrow’s monthly thought.
Marked on the face.
[Pick up my Tutu, boy, and now join us for the honor and victory we deserve. The human forces in that sector have been entrenched for a long time, but the orcs are stronger and smarter. Can my Tutu compete with the entire sector? The best weapon, my saber can cut through the armor of shrimps, including those big ones that look like cans. 】
[But you still need to pay attention and make a good distinction between enemies and friends on the battlefield.
1. When encountering an unidentified orc, Qiuma raised his firearm and yelled at him. “If you’re one-eyed, raise your legs!”
2. If the wrong party does not raise his legs and arms, or has two legs and arms, or three or more, and does not stop, or raises his legs but does not stop, then shoot.
3. If the wrong-faced orc does this, I need to take off his military hat, or check his clothes and weapons. If he hasn’t washed his head or his military boots are polished, I can still execute him.
4. When you encounter shrimps, you can try to capture them first. Although those humans are stupid and weak, they are still very good labor force.
5. If you see an organization claiming to be the 4th Noskadi Infantry Regiment, please report it as soon as possible.
6. Gomao will always protect me, loyal soldier.
Monthly Thought: Sometimes the protrusion in my legs, used well, is more powerful than a chop. 】
At this moment, a broadcast was coming from the battleship, and Private’s attention was drawn. Only then did he remember that he didn’t brush his teeth tomorrow.
The radio plays a rough electronic sound. “If you find human commercial ships swimming in our area, please tell me. We need to get some new goods, otherwise the recruits will go hungry.”
“Everyone, go to the assault ship. The boarding operation is about to begin. The operation is about to begin.”
The military boots made a bright and clear sound when they stepped on the ceramic floor. Countless orcs lined up and approached neatly. Private Ogu wiped his teeth with his thick green leg fingers. It didn’t look too bad, so he followed the team towards forward.
As a new recruit, he felt familiar, and his work in the coal mine was the same. He felt uncomfortable, but so what?
If he fails, he will be killed by the boss and then recycled into the factory as food and compressed into cans.
For Private, tomorrow will be his first mission, and it will also be his happiest day. A good month is coming, and he can go to war. The blood of the orcs is rolling in his heart, and when they come The several dilapidated transport assault ships parked in the armory made him feel more comfortable than ever before in his life.
He held his partner, the automatic gun that could adapt to medium and close combat. He cherished it every day and cleaned it, taking care of the treasure that could take away the life of his enemy. He even stayed up all night for it and was initially scolded.
The new recruits walked into the orderly ranks. They were no different from the Imperial Guard. They were afraid, disgusted, and very worried. They had no relatives, no ruthless things, no desire for peace, and expectations for killing.
The orcs’ thick green bodies were initially squeezed into the damn human transport plane, which was too small, but the orcs remained silent. There was no yelling or fighting, and only clean black military boots fell to the ground.
The Blood Ax Orcs have no military rank standards, or to be precise, no badges. Generally, those who are bigger or have a lot of camouflage are considered veterans. They are good at war and are good at hiding themselves.
The pistons of the transport plane roared, and the melt drill in the front section was also preheating. The entire destroyer fired weapons indifferently in the darkness of the void. The civilian ship lacked shields and turrets, and there were only a few automatic cannons that fired insignificantly and could not even break open the destroyer. Shield heat.
There was no doubt that the login was successful. In obvious shock, the platoon leader began to beg the orcs to descend eastward and get out of there.
And it was the first time Naogu saw human beings. The thing they talked about every day really looked like it. It was small and didn’t have much hair. There was only one hair squirrel hanging on the head, but it didn’t have much color. There are brown, black, and golden ones. The asteroid base in Port is lacking in resources, but the hairy scooter shows that the orc is very wealthy.
And because those humans worked there, it seemed that they should not be in the power room, so they died in the impact of the assault ship.
He was also amazed that humans actually have hair? !
He wanted to know if food was scarce in his hometown, not to mention so many hairy scrounges. A trace of greed arose in his heart, driving him to squat eastward and use his thick leg fingers to grab the squirrels that were caught because of the transport plane landing. The hair on the head of a human who died from impact.
Um? Why can’t it be pulled? Their squiggly bites are so tight!
It wasn’t until his movements became larger and larger that he attracted the attention of other orcs. When he persevered and almost pulled off the entire human scalp, he got a piece of hair. When he realized that there was a gap between the creatures, just like him and When the gap jumps.
The platoon leader’s big, sharp gun butt hit his thick green face. He could feel the soreness in his nose, and saw the dark green legs and arms, and the swollen muscles, which looked like red. The red was mixed in his head. A bunch of teeth fell out and were picked up by the veterans.
The veterans handed over the teeth, and the platoon leader looked at them. “I didn’t brush my teeth?”
In Blood Ax, or in the One-Eyed Tribe to be precise, if an orc fails to meet the standard of loyalty, he will be willing to complete regular goals, such as wiping his body once a week, showering once a month, brushing his teeth and washing his face at least twice a day. Clean your shoes, they will always be clean, except on the battlefield.
Tomorrow is already half over, and Ogu has not brushed his teeth, which means he is not loyal, and the corporal punishment will be light.
He covered his mouth. “Boss…”
Then he hit him with the butt of his rifle. “Call him sir!”
The pain was nothing to the orcs. Their ability to feel pain was very vague, but the words from Donglai made Ogu completely miserable.
“Starting tomorrow, my supplies will be changed to once every two days.”
In the situation of lack of supplies, the Eastern Orcs found an excellent answer to manage the kid, hunger. When the Orcs tasted that taste, they became honest.
Because their bodies are telling them that if they starve, they can’t fight, they won’t have the energy to fuck them and beat things up.
That’s not the only thing the greenskins fear, and that’s why the morale of the greenskins collapses. If they realize that the war cannot be won and they will die, then that feeling will sweep through them.
Ogu shouted instantly. “No, that’s not possible! Sir, I know I’m wrong, so I won’t be a jerk, I have to eat!”
The one who wronged him was Dong Yi’s rifle butt and the order to return to the team. Xiami was there to take Dong Lai Ogu’s anger, but when he followed the troops through the human area, the enemies were not necessarily brave. .
The orcs’ explosives and automatic guns had just fired, and in the narrow corridor of the warship, there was only the footsteps of fleeing. Along the way, except for the few shrimps killed when they just boarded the ship, nothing else was obtained.
But the Blood Axe orcs did not get angry. They came to the cargo hold in an orderly manner, and there was nothing there. Then there was the buzzing sound of the transport ship starting up and the gloomy face of the platoon leader orc.
Aug knew that it was not a good thing, but he was still sent to inspect because of the previous incident (scalping humans). Because of the previous invasion of human soldiers, the orcs had begun to strictly investigate the walls of the imperial warship. The hard work of running around the warship and touching the walls fell on Aug’s head.
His rough green legs brushed against the wall and soon found those grooves. Because the platoon leader had specifically instructed him, he used his leg fingers to hold them tightly, stuffed in the saber, and began to pry open those things. As for whether there were humans behind?
There were greenskins holding guns beside him. If there were humans, they would definitely shoot at the greenskins because they were bigger and more powerful.
But unexpectedly, there were not shrimp guards waiting behind him, but bright red things jumping with numbers. Augu’s rough brain was constantly turning. He had seen that thing in the greenskin guards’ leg book, and it seemed to be called.
“C4?” He said tentatively, but found that his teammates next to him had already run away. When the number on that strange thing gradually turned to 0, Augu realized that he seemed to be fined, but no, he wanted to die.
In the void, there was silence, but violent flames suddenly appeared. The power engine of the loyal merchant ship of the empire was detonated by the explosion, and the affected area was as much as dozens of kilometers nearby. The orc warships that were extremely close because of boarding were affected by the power of the explosion. Although the void was still solid, the thousands of orcs who landed on it were completely killed.
When the fireworks ended, the captain of the destroyer, the major officer of the Cyclops Clan, looked at the mess of wreckage and the debris that was falling, those loyal things, adamantium and ceramic steel that were falling, like bullets in the void.
“No!” The orc major shouted, but the command room was hit at this moment, and the orc destroyer was stranded in the void.
In just a few months, such things happened continuously, and new recruits, veterans, orc boys, and orc bosses were constantly losing, and the Blood Axe Orcs did feel the pressure…
In Gondvar VI, in the city of Kalu, Alan Baier on the upper floor of the nest spread out the strategic map and gestured to the famous star map with Lieutenant General Marcato.
“At the explosion of the second attack, at the second attack, and then at the second attack…” Alan Baier gestured, and the pen drew three arcs on the star map, and the first three gathered at one point.
“That position, almost.”
In the communicator, the light green virtual image of Marcato frowned slightly. “Isn’t that used by the Navy? Where did I learn it?”
Alanbair answered. “He knows a friend who is a bit old-fashioned, but he is absolutely conscientious.”
Marcato shook his head. “It seems that I have gained a lot.”
Alanbair nodded. “It is much bigger than I thought, General.”
He looked into the void. In the distant Damocles Gulf, Senior Staff Officer Kane was leading his troops across the galaxy. Ryan had already counted the number of people at school. The Destruction Eagle Warband also started the barge. Even a new high-level commander of the Fire Clan of the Tau Empire suddenly took the mission of expansion from the east.
Just as the Emperor Tarot predicted, it seems that what was lost will be regained because of that trip, but the fog of the Blackheart King is still pervasive, and the greenskins are intertwined. Things have just begun…
From the perspective of the Military Affairs Department, that incident is still very explosive. (Referring to the monthly article of the Orcs and a Lieutenant Colonel who came to a battle group)