Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire - #38 - Chapter 38 Green Skin’s “Surprise”
Monthly diary
Written by: Lieutenant Alan Beyer
Preface: He suddenly realized how crazy what he had done was. He was still worried that he was not enough to pay for the future, but everyone trusted him. He planned to record the appearance of the time he was stationed in the East for the convenience of the future. Judging the movements of his skin will help him live longer in the dark world.
Recorded in: Karu City, the special quarters of the Fourth Platoon.
Description: My confinement since I was stationed has been quite peaceful. If I can accept the crowded city, platform, or any place where I live that is full of human beings, it will definitely not be comfortable there.
There isn’t much harassment from the greenskins. Of course, they can also watch him in the dark and want to take away everything humans have.
And he would still inadvertently think about whether the future of mankind would be better if the Webway was not broken and the God-Emperor still stood.
When he realized that, thinking about it, he felt not only regret but also a little bit… resentment!
He suddenly found that he had completely integrated into the terrifying universe, just like a so-called ordinary person, but that was not bad. He did not deny the Astartes, and there was no so-called system. He had a hell gun and companions. trust, one’s own beliefs.
To say something nice, something he hopes he will still remember in the future, he took everyone to the tavern. Looking at them devouring their food, he couldn’t help but feel that it would be good to go east like that.
They began to learn how to play the card games of that era, and how to maintain discipline on the platform. The fourth row was as close as a family, and he was not a tough guy. The things that maintained the team were not unfair, but wrong to the emperor. faith and family affection.
It’s strange to say, but in such a situation, people will not realize how to rely on them. Gradually, he has become their “father”, although using the word “father” is a bit arrogant.
But that heavy burden also made him sleep very late. Under the light of the Lumen Tower, he would constantly check the situation outside at night until it got a little brighter. It was similar to his confinement in the factory, but it required more concentration. Spend.
The greenskins were very quiet. It had been a week since that incident. It was a rare and comfortable confinement. Although there were still reports of attacks on other gates and outer walls, the aliens could not break through. The feeling of unease cannot go away.
Speaking of which, he didn’t know until he joined the army that tomorrow seemed to be his birth month, at least not for that body.
There should be no one in Bu Nao celebrating with him, after all, no one knows.
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Looking at the photo on the wall, the staff officer and he were smiling, and the corner of his mouth smiled slightly. If he was not “brother”, could the staff officer be “brother”?
If the Astra Militarum is really a family, is that kind of relationship really good?
Thinking of this, Alan Bayer looked at the monthly diary that became mottled and ugly as he struggled in the battlefield. What was recorded in it was not his mental journey, nor was it what he saw alone. When they saw him, he would dig a hole and bury it in it to express his embarrassment.
As the sun slowly climbed out, Alan Bayer covered himself with a quilt, pretending that he had “slept” all night like others, instead of being guarded by the moon and the moon.
As soon as he put the green quilt close to his body, a girl with brown hair looked at him mischievously.
Alan Beyer asked. “When did you know that?”
Dongshi replied, “I discovered it a long time ago.”
“Boss, let him see what I wrote~”
Alan Bayer locked the notebook and put it in his place. “It’s innocuous. I don’t know what the so-called unnecessary moaning is, is that okay?”
Dongshi nodded. “Received, please show Dong Shita your incomprehensible and insignificant moaning!”
Alan Bayer made a silent kick. “Jing Jing, why is your character getting more and more wild?”
“Mom is annoying again. Have you finished maintaining the equipment tomorrow?”
Toshi glanced sideways at the ceiling. “Ah, that, I’ll finish it right away.”
Alan Bair rubbed his temples. “Am I really blind when the Astra Militarum asked me to join the army?”
But even though he said that, he couldn’t help but notice that Dongshi had cut off her long hair, which was as bright as her ears.
The two people stood up silently and looked at the forest in the distance. The world was undoubtedly beautiful, but also undeniably dangerous, with primitive animals, strange magnetic fields, and terrifying green skins.
But rather than fearing her, finding a way to conquer her can only make mankind great.
At this moment, the spaceships transporting cargo slowly landed on the top of Karu City. Each one had a cargo capacity of two hundred tons. At the star port, they slowly descended from the atmosphere and orbit. That was the lifeblood of the Astra Militarum. The most important point is that if Minkaru City is blocked, the hive’s food self-sufficiency is not a problem, but a large amount of ammunition and equipment consumption still relies on transportation from the major worlds of the empire.
Things constantly jumping from his hometown Skadi, or materials from other nearby worlds, or even from outside the same star region, are being imported there to ensure that everything operates normally.
But the light soaring into the sky suddenly burst out from the south, and the intense heat turned into small stars and struck towards me, booming, not just one or two, but dozens!
After a while, the vibration could be felt even by Alan Bair on the east floor.
“what?!”
He held the gun and looked around vigilantly, but he saw a scene that he would never forget. A huge imperial ship fell eastward with thick smoke and coal due to a sudden anti-orbital attack.
The transport barge discharged by the loyal “generous face” fell eastward from the Star Sea, was burned by the atmosphere, disintegrated, and broke into pieces. Countless loyal imperial soldiers inside also died as a result, leaving the scrap metal falling to the ground and smashed into pieces. A forest of ferns.
The imperial navy that came to support could use sub-light depth to leave the planet’s orbit to avoid being attacked. They were also unable to locate the greenskins due to the huge sea of trees and magnetic interference, and then launched air support. Rumin’s supplies were also sealed by cannons.
The command headquarters was in chaos, and the officers were constantly checking various intelligences, but the empire’s efficiency prevented them from predicting what was going on.
Haskell lowered his head amidst the chaotic movements in the school, thinking whether he was the officer who gave extra supplies to Alan Bair’s troops, or whether he was the tactical commander who had been asked again, let alone the command of the first company.
He quickly assessed the situation and reported his thoughts to other officers.
“There are green skins that form anti-orbital equipment. Generally speaking, a single green skin tribe does not have so many resources and technology. Orcs with war boss levels have appeared!”
“And he knows their situation very well. He knows that without the bombing of armored regiments and artillery, his array will not attack. They rely on the cover of the forest and the magnetic chaos to destroy their barges without damage!”
“If we keep going east like this, the Astra Militarum will soon run out of ammunition and food!”
Sweat dripped from the major general’s forehead as he watched the transport spaceship fall in the distance.
“Inform Catachan to find the enemy’s anti-orbital launch array at all costs!” His short, fat fist hit the table. He realized that he had encountered the biggest difficulty in his career. If he could not protect the world, he would have to Demoted!
The greenskins destroyed both cruisers and transport ships, but the cruisers also evacuated the orbit because they were afraid of being hit by Hobori. After all, one shot would require many technical priests to kowtow to repair it.