Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire - #349 - Chapter 342 Cargo

From the moment the Imperial Guards set off in the distance, the road was relatively calm for the time being. From the first moment they stepped out of the small streets, they did not enter the main road. Their “employees” acted like thieves with a guilty conscience and had no regard for the quality of the interior of the hive city. But Da Dao looked frightened.

It’s understandable, after all, transporting the equipment here is not a very easy matter. It’s just that the bumpy roads reduce the tactical depth of the Imperial Guard. At the same time, the many small streets and lanes on the side roads are also good places for ambush. Just for the sake of concealment, walk This is more of a helpless move.

However, the commander of the Imperial Guard still felt that the clients of this mission were too stupid, and used paranoid thoughts to put them in a bad situation. But even so, for the elites of the Imperial Guard, at least so far, this transportation was not difficulty.

Although the roads here are bumpy and poorly repaired, the damn air is filled with the stench of seafood, the exhaust of Imperial Guard crews, ozone from burning promethium, and the low roar of engines.

Even in those hives with streets piled with concrete and extending in all directions, eyes like wild beasts were peering into the convoy.

The rich rewards given by the Sisters of Evolution are also mouth-watering. The huge sum of nearly 200 throne coins is enough for ordinary people to buy several shops of their own in the hive city, or to buy several normal teams of about 10 to 12 people. Several squads were heavily armed.

The journey can only be completed within the hive city, and it is not dangerous even if it does not touch the lower levels. However, this matter was intercepted by the Imperial Guard, and the personal hatred or resentment between the mercenaries could not be allowed to arise in their narrow hearts.

At the same time, in those corner streets, there are also villains, smugglers, criminals, bounty hunters, and even simple lunatics or guys who want to get ahead because of underground information and the lord’s reward, who are eyeing this treasure.

Under the detection of the sentries and scouts of the Imperial Guard, the so-called criminals were also detected, and they could see clearly. Those crude and stupid methods were clearly visible under infrared, and even the simplest night vision equipment could not detect them. The stupid means that make their people complacent become worthless.

Inside the command vehicle, the positions of most of the villains were clicked on the strategic map one at a time. If the Imperial Guard thought about it, all those notorious guys, guys who behaved randomly, or guys who were demanding to get ahead would all die in just a moment.

The second lieutenant raised the kettle with sweat on his face. In order to maintain safety, the holographic strategic map was activated for a long time, causing the temperature of the narrow space inside the vehicle to soar. Those cooling systems could only expel the heat from the energy area. This temporarily modified armored vehicle showed its shortcomings at this moment.

When the recycled water with a plastic taste entered the second lieutenant’s tongue, he drank the liquid in the kettle. Inside the stuffy command vehicle, most of the officers were quite slack, although it only took them a moment to adjust their attitude. But just fighting against ruffians or a lord’s private army may not be as exciting as those crazy beastmen.

Regardless of whether the Imperial Guard admits it or not, if you just look at the danger of this matter, the “entertainment” those veterans do in normal times may be countless times more important than transportation.

After all, the elites who can survive in this dark thousand-year battlefield filled with monsters, demons, and monsters are like returning to kindergarten for men who have left home.

At this point, even the second lieutenant looked down upon the hive city. He was just fiddling with his communicator and talking. “Sergeant, can you confirm the condition of that item? We have been leaving for three hours.”

Master Chief of the Destruction Eagle replied. “I tried my best. The protective layer of the iron box on the outside of this item has a very strong anti-psychic stance. I suspect it may be ancient technology, a relic of the dark technology era.”

“Damn…” The second lieutenant hoped that the more things would be clear, the better. The Imperial Guard would have more initiative, the better. He couldn’t bear the situation where he was holding down an unknown thing. Maybe it was the Eldar’s anti-matter bomb or something like that. An Eldar weapon similar to the destructive void shield.

He groped for his thoughts, a vague feeling was spreading, and he suddenly had a very strong desire for one thing, and then he said. “This should not be as powerful as imagined. I mean, the essence of this iron box should be a restraint device. It is fragile, and an attack may make this thing reveal its mystery.”

“There is power supply equipment under the platform, otherwise it would be impossible to maintain an anti-psionic stance. If, due to an accident, the power supply fails for a short time, can you detect what is inside?”

The second lieutenant abnormally proposed a crazy plan. In this era, exploration is dangerous and knowledge is madness, especially such a psychic item that is connected to the evil will of the Supreme Heaven.

The Master Chief retorted. “It was supposed to be inside the chest until it was handed over to the Inquisition, and now it’s just one of countless heretical items to be disposed of by us.”

“Yes, yes! How could I have such thoughts?” The second lieutenant woke up from a dream. When he thought and guessed about the object, he unknowingly began to long for its true appearance. After realizing the crazy emotions in his thoughts, , his military uniform was soaked with sweat.

“This damn thing is interfering with me, interfering with the thoughts of individuals who know its existence. The magic of this heretical creation is beyond imagination. Even being so imprisoned can make me stupid!”

The Master Chief said with praise at this moment. “Your will is very strong, my mortal brother, no matter what is inside, it should never be opened!”

The ensign muttered. “No wonder those members of the sisterhood tried their best to prevent this item from being observed by too many people. People with weak will will be controlled by it after they roughly understand the nature of the item. Damn it, I know too much, and I don’t know when I will. Such a concept was born!”

At this moment, he felt extremely scared. Even those who were sealed had such abilities. If they fell into the hands of heretics, they would only have more terrifying means to deal with them. At the same time, he was also extremely lucky. With the blessing of the Emperor, they I have arrived here without anyone noticing, and I am within a short distance to avoid the worst things from happening.

But the ensign still asked. “According to previously disclosed internal intelligence, could this be something left by that alien race?”

“It’s very possible. Those psychic powers show signs of prophecy and psychic abilities. I guess this item…” The Master Chief suddenly stopped speaking. He realized a problem in disbelief. That is, the two of them were together again. Subconsciously speculate, detect, and think about the material, the realistic meaning of the things inside this box, and the concept of existence, which means that it is more deeply controlled by it.

The second lieutenant immediately reined in his horse, and then he saw the holographic red dots that filled the screen, representing the enemy’s logo. He suddenly realized why those people would take the trail. The nest was overcrowded, and there were so many people staring at them. If they were From more individual observations, this item will probably be liberated directly by the crazy flow of people…

“Damn, this mission is not as easy as we imagined. When I first thought that this item was a psychic relic, I lost my cool!” The second lieutenant felt a little helpless. He could shoot and kill the orcs. , he could also kill the Eldar, or even deal with a traitorous Space Marine, but he didn’t know how to deal with such an invisible thing.

It was like fighting against the air, fighting against oneself, not the enemy, so he felt numb and frightened until the Master Chief’s voice came.

“Concentrate your willpower on the center of your head, that is, the middle of the skull, the middle of the eyebrows, which is also the area you usually ignore most.”

“Next, relax your mental power, relax your soul, and finally.”

The second lieutenant closed his eyes and followed the command of the sergeant until the smelly air and restless engines dissipated, and he stopped thinking. At this point, his will was concentrated on the lobe of his brain, or his forehead.

This is the training method of Miss Nova, the Imperial Inquisitor, and the group of people with the highest psychic talent. They can still maintain themselves under crazy psychic powers. It can cool the soul and strengthen the will until the ensign opens again. Eyes, he no longer thought about any information about the item.

“Ha… thank you, Master Chief, but I am actually ready to sacrifice. If I am not controlled, if I open Pandora’s box, I beg you to shoot.”

The second lieutenant reluctantly maintained it, not only with the strength of his own will, but also with the help of the sergeant chief. But how long can this attitude be maintained? Mortals are mortals. Before his brain can bear enough information, he is still easy to be incited and easily controlled by emotions. , easy to go crazy.

It’s just that this time the Master Chief didn’t answer. He was silent. Whether it was acquiescence, acquiescence, or denial, no one knew, except for the overly benevolent demigod himself. Only the convoy continued to move forward, slowly.

The train crew crossed the city after several bumps. There were gaps between the huge hive areas. Industrial-grade giant elevators were rarely erected in residential areas. They needed to reach the core of productivity, the hive industrial area, but during this time they There are still giant bridges that need to be crossed.

Composed of gold elf and giant statues with a very Gothic style, those that could be regarded as miracles in the ancient Terran era, tens of meters long giant sculptures of sword-wielding armored warriors were used as bridge bases across the hive city. A huge bridge stretches out under the gray and boundless sky, with countless vehicles running endlessly on it, and the streams of light flicker.

As long as you cross this tens-kilometer-long overpass, you can reach the Chaodu Industrial Zone. The towering giant buildings next to it show the limits of the technological power of human civilization time and time again. There is also the bottomless depth next to the bridge, as if A dark place like an abyss. If you fall down, you will be shattered into pieces.

Those jackals, tigers and leopards were lucky that they did not dare to attack. It was not because the Imperial Guard was afraid of the attack, but because the attack might lead to the leakage of psychic objects. Even determined officers could easily be disturbed. The Imperial Guard obviously I underestimated the power of that iron box.

Emperor Sanctuary, while the convoy spent several standard Terras, slowly passed the behemoth-like bridge and entered the industrial area at the pass. Within those bustling urban areas, countless giant trucks transported various resources.

Chimneys as tall as the sky protrude from the thick smoke, and the constant roar of giant factories is the sound of machines casting objects, and the sound of high-temperature melting materials. The sounds of sizzling, buzzing, and clicking form a concerto that is so noisy that it can make people collapse.

This is the heart of the hive city, constantly pumping blood and extending in all directions. It is also the heart of the empire. The weapons and materials made up of it will be exchanged for food imports by the hive city owner, or form part of the tithe tax.

After all, the productivity of even the poorest hive world far exceeds that of the feudal world and the barbaric world, assuming that the special products that may exist in the world or the soldiers who are cultivated by culture are discarded.

However, compared to the Forge World, the Hive City is the most valuable producer of the Empire, not only in population, materials, productivity and loyalty, because the Hive City is the largest number of worlds in the Empire, and can even be said to be the future of the Forge World. The future of the garden world, the future of the agricultural world, is the space where the stars that have been squeezed dry by humans burn their last energy for the emperor, which is the space that exists and can carry humans.

Second Lieutenant, to be precise, most of the soldiers, even the soldiers except for the Destruction Eagle, they are all children of the Hive City, this steel city, and the scenery they see the most is the steel hell here, and they never sleep here. The scene of hard work.

Nowadays, they are different from the past. They are far away from industrial production and labor, and live as the Emperor’s warriors and the Emperor’s currency.

But before they could recall too much, the scout team discovered the sharp-edged enemies in the corners of the huge factory. After the vigilant buzzer, a round, small, technological-looking projectile flew out from the dark corner. .

The veteran subconsciously shot and killed the man. He was a young child, about 14 years old, wearing tattered clothes. His arms were mechanized, abnormally enlarged, with metal-doped muscles. A large backpack served as his power source, allowing him to move That round thing was thrown a full hundred meters.

It was also because of the child’s identity that the scouts relaxed, and the looming flesh on the arm, which was almost indistinguishable at first glance. For this attack, they forcefully inserted metal into the child’s arm.

Full of helplessness, blood, and pain, the projectile landed in the middle of the Imperial Guard convoy. It happened to be calculated and stuck on the heavy truck platform for transporting goods.

The second lieutenant recognized the thing with his sensitive eyes. It was a small titanium toy that could paralyze machine souls. They called that thing an electromagnetic pulse grenade, or EMP for short. His face turned ugly and he quickly shouted.

“Throw that thing out! Master Chief!”