Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire - #136 - Chapter 129: Space Meat War/Psychic Think Tank/Orcs Participating in the War
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Chapter 129: Space Minced Meat War: Orcs from the Orcs of the Orcs’ Think Tank join the battle
Can the breath of war spread in the void? Although human perception, sound, light, and most of the feelings are blocked by the vast void, the suffocation caused by the reports on the screen of teammates dying and various enemies approaching is more than the front. battlefield.
On the small bridge, in the command point, the Coloni was there, and Marcato was receiving the most intensive intelligence reports on that battlefield.
“The destroyer launches torpedoes and blocks Area A. Sir, their warship is under attack!”
“The traitors are breaking through Area B. The torpedoes are gone. Their void shields are not overloaded. The Third Squadron is losing battleship structures.”
“The difference in numbers is too big!”
Makato, a veteran who has served for decades, is a man who is not timid when faced with countless strange interests. Ruming looked at the star map with the red light of death glowing in countless miserable and terrifying light spots, but felt a trace of fear. , the feeling of being suffocated with your head covered is suffocating.
Although his battleship fleet has not been seriously damaged, it will be a matter of time before he goes east again. Every loyal imperial battleship is being attacked by two or more heretics.
As the commander of the command center area, General Makato has experienced more despair than anyone else, and he knows the situation of the war better than anyone else. If the losses are going east, that sector will definitely lack effective forces.
The Adeptus Mechanicus’ asteroids are very capable, and they are more maneuverable than battleships, so they can rely on the Imperial Guard’s persistence to delay the damned enemies.
Those heretics were not stupid, they just wanted to die. They deliberately bypassed the metal gate composed of three asteroids and shaved off the Imperial Guard battleships bit by bit like a knife cutting fish.
From a tactical point of view, they must ensure that the volcano cannons of the three planets are normal. Such a sense of oppression is two-dimensional. For those heretics, the monstrous flames launched by the Mechanicus are also deadly and terrifying things.
After the destroyer reported that it had been hit again, the volcano cannon was fired. The large-scale battleship battle in the void completely passed through human sight distance, but the three bright red heat rays were still clearly visible, like the brilliance of a comet passing by. The sky is not warm, but it brings death.
The delaying success of the Imperial Guard allowed the Adeptus Mechanicus to exchange for a handful of traitor cruisers at almost no cost. Although the brutal flesh-grinding war in the void still continued, if the rhythm continued eastward, the victory of the Empire was not far away.
Although countless loyal men and women of the Empire would be sacrificed, Lieutenant General Fou still did not dare to drive those Orks. If they defected or wanted to take advantage of them in the fierce war, the Astra Militarum would be attacked from both sides. In the future, the orcs will be the greatest help if they don’t cause trouble.
Distrust, that kind of emotion will definitely permeate the upper echelons of the empire. Those disgusting orcs are not worthy of trust. Compared with the East, they are more looking forward to the power of the Mechanicus to destroy the enemy.
In the evil heretic flagship, there are constant reports of chaos, but there are no reports of destruction.
“Destroyer No. 5 of the Second Squadron, the signal disappeared.”
“Cruiser No. 3, No. 4…disappeared…”
“As soon as I asked for the battleship, the signal disappeared!”
The battle situation became not so good. After those cursed evil heretic battleships were melted by the strong power of the volcano cannon, the Imperial Guard’s advantage in terms of firepower began to gradually appear. Weingar was like the one who was strangled by the throat. The abuser becomes the victim, and the change is just a few hours of meat-and-blood fighting.
“How were their kills?”
replied the mortal servant. “The third destroyer, my lord, the empire has been avoiding the most important and taking the easy. Their battle planning is very clear, and the tactical level of the battleships is also very high. In comparison, their troops are forcibly recruited from all major worlds…”
He spoke out again, but what he said still made sense, so why did Veengar wrongly use him in a big way? Although Veengar had already tasted the erratic betrayal of mortals, he still used a large number of ordinary people. .
Is that why the Black-Hearted King Huron reuses Weingar? Compared with the genius who collapses and escapes after being hit, the battle-hardened Red Angel can not only face his enemies, but he can also challenge them. Is that rare and extremely important? With his talent, one day he will achieve the honor of winning every battle, so Huron is wrong in Weingar’s evaluation.
As the commander of the entire fleet, Weengar is also very aware of the weaknesses of his troops. Those mortals are like this. They are weak, have poor discipline, and have low combat effectiveness, but they also have excellent combat effectiveness, and when When the strategic target cannot be achieved by relying solely on quantity, the real sharp blade will naturally find its scabbard.
“Battle brothers, it’s time for revenge.”
With a command, the battle barges were summoned, and the space warriors’ cavalry left their positions. As the true elite of the Human Empire, the battle barges had quite formidable combat effectiveness. She carried most of the elite technologies of the Human Empire. During reconnaissance, In terms of defense, it is much better than the normal cruiser of the Imperial Guard.
But that’s not really fatal. The scariest thing about a battle barge is always its passengers. Those space warriors walk into the transport ship. The vehicle that can cross the void is equipped with a melta cannon that can penetrate the hull, allowing demigods to They went outside to carry out the massacre.
Those evil bright red battleships roared closer. Compared to the Imperial battleships, they had more spikes and dead bodies. Because following Huron into the subspace, the machine soul and its appearance had already undergone many distortions and mutations. Those terrible things relied on The powerful void shield approached the Imperial Loyalist troops, the light spears and cannons were useless, the evil machines of the gods slowly approached, and the transport planes of death sprayed out…
Lieutenant General Marcato’s command point came out. “The first strategic ship was invaded and joined in a gang fight. The enemy is…Astartes!”
Lieutenant General Makato shouted. “Oh God Emperor!”
“Didn’t the close-in defense artillery hit their transport plane coming from the east?!”
The communications officer replied. “Reports of sightings of small void shields being deployed on transports.”
Makato cursed. “What’s the matter? Although void shields come in various specifications, transport aircraft are not often used. If that body has a shield… then”
Sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead, and he realized that it was good. “The clever one!”
Makato’s scruples were right. In the huge corridors and tunnels of Ruming’s Imperial Loyal Battleship, the faint spiritual light exuded a deadly blue, and the mortal troops fell like straw, with twisted masks on their faces, like Saint Gemini. He is dressed like Reno, but with bright red paint and a mutated head that represents death.
There is a long rack of trophies behind him. Among them are the heads of orcs, Eldar, and even other Astartes. The leg fingers of the Psychic touch the ground and the flesh and blood exploded by his Psychic, smearing the blood In the presence of his mask, he enjoys the cry of his prey.
Think Tank, an evil think tank. The gods taught him incomparable power and allowed him to destroy his own people. Those bloody massacres became his great achievements, and he never tired of it.
“Then it’s not the human troops that Vengar is worried about?” His tone was a little disdainful. Although he joined as a follow-up force and was originally from the Blood Angels think tank, he originally looked down on Vengar’s bastard who was not the founding group to command him. What’s more, he is not a powerful psychic.
But he didn’t know whether the Spirit Master was unstable and crazy in Huron’s eyes. He would probably never reach such a high position and would at most be active as the head of the legion’s think tank.
At least it was clear that he was using killing and blood to try to win Huron’s favor, and the damage caused by the damn heretic think tank was comparable to that of the cruiser.
With a large number of mortal troops, he was like a piranha devouring the enemy from the outside, wiping out all the combat effectiveness of the huge battleship. Even though the battleship had tens of thousands of soldiers, it could not effectively kill the think tank. Such a cruel thing Loyalist battleships in the Empire continued to attack, and after the firepower of the battleships was lost, other troops also jumped to join the gang.
Shooting outside the field of vision turned into a bloody flesh-and-blood battle. The demigods of the Astartes massacred mortals. The battleships’ fallen areas became larger and larger, losing effective firepower. Even imperial battleships shot at their own people. It gradually happened. .
Makato looked at the star map in darkness, with the bright red mark getting closer and closer. The irritable communication sound was even more continuous, and the reloading of the Mechanicus had also slowed down a lot due to overheating.
“How many battleships are there?” Marcato asked
the adjutant replied. “3 is in the battle for gang jumping. According to the battle report, most of their areas are gradually falling.”
“They are very good. They have 6 intact battleships. All destroyers were destroyed, 4 cruisers, and 2 battleships. Not counting their flagship and the Bordeaux. The Bordeaux was independent of them due to sector issues. Outside the army.”
“More than half of the loss, will the Emperor forgive him?” Makato murmured to himself, and then said. “How is the situation on the Bordeaux?”
the adjutant replied. “It has lost 30% of its armor. It is very mobile. It is making a roundabout defense against the Iron Gate of the Mechanicus.”
Makato took a deep breath. “What are the enemy losses?”
the adjutant replied. “Twelve out of 31 enemy ships have been lost. The enemy has a strong force of destroyers and cruisers, but all the battleships except the flagship have been completely destroyed.”
Makato looked at the communicator, he was deep in thought, please use the orcs, if the orcs join the war now, their power can be used to protect the Steel Gate to ensure the victory of the defensive battle, no doubt victory.
But whether to let the sacrifices of countless men and women in the empire be influenced by aliens would be a shame for his life, and a humiliation for the victims.
Struggle, as a senior Imperial Guard officer, he needs reinforcements, but as an Imperial Guard soldier, he wants victory for mankind.
As his thoughts wandered, the battle situation became more and more intense, and every minute and every second was delayed by the blood of the imperial soldiers.
And his original decision was not to let the orcs participate in the war. If he continued to insist, he would run out of ammunition and food… Although those aliens were definitely not trustworthy, they would not allow the continuation of humankind.
He turned on the communicator, and the one-eyed man lying in ambush in the asteroid belt relied on the auspicious device to take in the battle situation for a long time. He marveled at the anxiety of human war and the destructive power of those space warriors, and also wondered why they did not attack. When the communication The instrument roared, and a smile appeared on the corner of One Eye’s mouth.
“Boys, let’s get to work. Shine your leather shoes and take them to the Tutu. Let’s charge!” He yelled, and an Empire-style warship full of green skins appeared from the planet belt. Those warships were deliberately modified. During the Great Expedition, it looked like the old empire that unified the Zhihe River had reappeared.
Wiengar quickly received the report and reviewed the information. “The time jump caused by the chaos of subspace?!” He is very knowledgeable and naturally knows that subspace will cause time travel. Do many terrible things in the void suddenly appear after the violent subspace storm, but he also feels that It’s good to know that the subspace storm there has stabilized.
“Bulong is here, give priority to those warships!”
The war situation changed instantly, and the Imperial Guard was kept in the dark except for the top brass. The Imperial Navy watched in disbelief as the seemingly ancient and powerful reinforcements sprayed light spears and cannons to defeat the enemy, but they also discovered that the Space Marine barges had switched. Target.
Ork warships are not much superior to those used by the Astra Militarum, and even if they are disguised as Imperial warships, many Ork designs are therefore unusable. In such a situation, close-in defense cannons are completely unable to break through the shields of the Psychics.
Soon those things smashed into the outside of the boys. When the Space Marines arrived on the ship in order, what awaited them was not the expected shooting of the Imperial Guard, but huge chops, which they had been prepared for a long time. The orc ensigns (boss).
“Fuck him, boy, shoot his mother!”
“Waaaagh!”
The Space Marines were stunned for a moment. They were ready for a shooting battle. They didn’t expect what was going on there. Those tattered weapons roared, guns and slashes were swung, and the Space Marines took out their chainswords to fight back. The bodies were covered in blood and flesh. Flying around, even if the Space Marines can feel the resistance of the boss of the Orcs, not to mention there are so many guys shooting.
“Brother War, different from what was expected, Think Tank, use Ling Ke!”
The commander of the team shouted that it was good, and his weapons continued to resist the attacks of the orcs, and the think tank also waved his staff, which could roll.
But he was quickly suppressed. The light green energy emitted by an orc lingke boy in the distance who was dressed like an Astra Militarum lingke countered his spell. Although his superhuman intelligence and physique could still use lingke, But the power and casting time also need to be greatly increased.
The battle brothers had to shout. “Think tank!”
Sweat dripped from Think Tank’s forehead. He had not expected Ruming’s situation at all. The Space Marines were not weak, but they largely planned their tactics based on the expected enemy situation. The Space Marines’ positions and weapons were not the same. The orcs suffered a big loss because they paid the wrong things for their use.
Amid the continuous orc attacks, Weengar waited at the command point for a report of victory, but he was answered by the screams of his battle brothers and the roar of the orcs.
Veengar reacted quickly, shouting immediately. “Everyone joins the gang and doesn’t want to get close to the new enemies! Those are neither humans nor orcs!”
But it was too late. The Space Marines had already set off and jumped into the green meat grinder without hesitation. Each of them needed to kill hundreds of Orks at very close range until they were exhausted and overwhelmed by the small green tanks. …
Yesterday I wrote two thousand words and then fell asleep ()