Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire - #6 - Chapter 6 Tech-Priest

Alan Bayer looked at a certain front platoon leader in surprise. The unruly gangster was helping Mr. John Deen. Although he was surprised on the outside, he didn’t want to ask too many questions.

It seems that he has been among the people for two days, and now everyone in the platoon knows him.

The punishment of those gangsters was to reduce the number of unknown dried fruits in the daily ration. They also ate a lot more meat before, so it was even.

Because of the technological help of the Dark Ages, he was among the best in training during that period, and his relationship with his staff gradually became better. During that period, he now understands a few things.

First, this is the extreme star field.

Second, they seek to be on the battlefield.

Third, how to best maintain a laser gun.

Fourth, there was a problem with the supply line, and he begged for granola bars for a week…

When a painful week passed… Tomorrow’s meal was very good. When the carat root rolls were brought to the table for the first time, Alan Bai had been eating oatmeal bars for a week (not real oats, not synthetic tasteless things.) It’s rare for you to feel the taste.

Crisp, sweet, and very fragrant… It is already a rare delicacy, but compared to that, the government affairs suddenly walked into the cafeteria.

“Sir Alan Bairdong, get out of the queue!”

He can put the delicious food in his legs and the horse will stand up. “No, sir!” He said the first two words through gritted teeth. After waiting for the staff officer to turn around, he stuffed the unpalatable long root-shaped roll into his tactical belt.

It must have been eaten if he left it there, because he just looked around at the comrades next to him who looked like wolves, tigers and leopards…

He followed the commander and walked outside. The camp there was not very big, and the other buildings were the empire’s supply lines and places to build ships. Of course, the camp was not very big, so it could accommodate an infantry regiment, five or more. Sixty thousand people is “not big”.

When the staff opened the door, it was a hangar. To be precise, it was a deserted hangar, because it was an infantry regiment or an armored regiment. There was very little parking there, and there were only a few Chimera armored transport vehicles here and there. .

The staff officer was also familiar with Alan Bair, so he leaned next to his Chimera and picked up his lunch…

Omelette, Glocks steak, very… delicious Amsette in a beautiful bottle, real wine.

He swallowed the fried egg and complained. “Our company’s exclusive technical priest has arrived, and he invited her to meet me.”

“Understood, that’s a privilege. Build a good relationship, otherwise no one will be able to repair my laser gun in the future!”

Alan Bair’s expression also became serious. After all, encountering people from the Mechanical Cult is something that cannot be avoided in the empire.

He grabbed the khat root roll in his belt and ate it like a hamster.

The staff officer’s cheek twitched. “When did you put it in?”

Alan Bair answered inarticulately. “just…”

The two people were eating lunch in the hangar, and suddenly Alan Beyer asked the staff officer.

“Boss, what’s the most delicious thing I’ve ever eaten on the battlefield?”

The staff officer thought for a moment. “That was Barbarossa IV, an agricultural planet in the Sun Star Territory. At that time, the green skins were abusing it. It was his first mission. At that time, he killed strange creatures.”

“He didn’t know what it was called, and he doesn’t know it now. It had no hair all over its body. It had six legs and was half a person tall. The planet was very cold. He peeled off its belly and held its bright red hot liver.”

“Then use a personal heater and a plate to heat it, and use a multi-purpose knife to cut it. That creature has liver all over its body to eat.”

“If you don’t add oil, it will become greasy after frying for a while, so you can put the salty starch cubes in the individual soldier rations, crush them, and sprinkle them on the noodles as seasonings.”

“It melts in your mouth, with the unique damn taste of starch, absolutely perfect…” At that point, Alan Bayer suddenly heard the sound of drooling…

“If he ate half of it, the damn orcs suddenly ran out waaaagh, and were shot in the head by a heavy bomb from the guards, but he was so frightened that he spilled his liver on the snow!”

After the staff officer finished speaking, he heard the sound of his stomach growling again…

“Am I so hungry? Didn’t I just have lunch?”

the staff officer asked.

Alan Bayer was also confused. “Boss, don’t you deny him?”

The two people suddenly became vigilant, but soon, the man got out from behind the Chimera’s car and his body was almost completely transformed. His head was not the same as before, he looked young, and he had blond hair shawl.

Wearing the standard uniform of the Mechanicus, a girl with reddish cheeks and beautiful dark green eyes.

“No, no, he’s barking…”

Alan Bairdong consciously wanted to hide his necklace, but soon, he realized that he did not need to be so covert.

He naturally picked up the kagan roll that he had not eaten and handed it to the blond priest who had imperfect transformation.

“Eat it, it tastes good.”

She took away the kagan roll, lowered her head and ate it like a little hamster, and sighed contentedly.

“But it’s good to be full…”

To be honest, Alan Bayer felt that she might have been born in a world of death. After all, she looked really into eating.

She wiped the starch fragments on her cheeks, then brought them into her mouth, and her mechanical legs and fingers begged for a sip.

Then he said it belatedly. “I’ll just ignore that platoon leader. Ohm Messiah is here and I’m a very nice person.”

Ohm Messiah… Oh, no, the Emperor, they call the Emperor that…

“The God Emperor is here, and he would like to be taken care of by you in the future.”

Alan Bayer felt a little strange, as if he was on a blind date in a religious place, especially because the aroma of Glocks meat pie was in the air, making it really difficult to concentrate and take it seriously.

The staff officer winked. “He went to see how the guys in 1st Platoon were doing, and we were chatting.” Then he walked out of the hangar, leaving behind his walking horse, the Chimera, the girl from the Mechanicus, and the confused head soldier Alan Bair. .

Alan Bayer took a deep breath and thought, although Wan Mian has a good face, his body has been reproductively isolated… Don’t think too much, don’t think too much.

The technical priest suddenly stepped forward. He felt that his dark age technological aspirations were exposed, and the other side also spoke.

“I have a very happy machine spirit in my body.”

Then, with her mechanically modified telescopic legs and arms stretched out, people couldn’t help but be frightened to see her, she spun next to Alan Bair, and finally leaned towards his neck.

She grabbed Alan Bair’s laser gun and said. “It’s very happy and I take good care of it.”

Alan Bayer breathed a sigh of relief and said again. “Thanks to the method taught to him by the staff, if you protect your weapons well, you must protect yourself.”

The girl’s face showed the most comfortable expression besides eating. She looked at the laser gun and muttered silently.

“Pull the lever, light the engine, burn the heart of the machine, it is roaring, light the engine, tighten the screw, sing the heart of the machine, the piston is moving.”

The sound seems ethereal, pleasant, and a bit… romantic?

When the prayer was completed, miraculously, the laser gun was in beautiful condition as if it had been re-maintained…

A cruel smile appeared on the girl’s face. “Tōji, there’s something wrong with it, please find him as soon as possible.”

Alan Bair touched the gun cherishedly and replied. “No, ma’am.”

“But before it tires, it will kill more xenos for the Ohm Messiah, he promises.”