Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire - #60 - Chapter 60 I am the Emperor's Hammer

Chapter 60 He is the Emperor Huang Dog Hammer

As the Chimera lay in dust, the loyal Imperial machine’s avionics in the cab frantically warned the pilot of the enemy’s numbers, but they were nowhere to be found.

The Chimera is “surfing” in the rough green ocean in the east. Even though the firepower of the dark technological age is powerful and terrifying, it seems a bit weak in the face of so many green skins.

They are not alien refugees or civilians in the hive. Even the firearms of the Dark Age of Technology are difficult to penetrate many greenskins at once. In Alan Bair’s previous life, a heavy explosive bomb was needed to crush several greenskins. An uprising of tens of thousands.

The waaaagh position provides unexpected protection to the group of monsters. When the greenskins gather together, their strength, endurance, and even physical defense capabilities will increase. This is the most terrifying thing about the greenskins.

What’s more, in that group of waaaaghs, apart from ordinary greenskins, there were a lot of bosses and mechanical cans. If not for the Chimera armored vehicle, there would be loyal Holy Blood Angels using sharp chain saws to cut through the filthy flesh, and behind them there would be the Star Realm. Due to the continuous firepower counterattack by the army, Chimera and the fourth platoon may have been killed in the blind spot of the war.

The fourth row cannot all be in the car. The capacity of the Chimera is only about 30 people. A large number of them are carrying weapons and are distributing to other Astra Militarum compatriots. In the Chimera’s communicator, the voice of the staff officer is vague. Appear.

“Ensign, Ensign, what am I doing?”

Alan Beyer replied. “He’s feeling fine, sir. He’s dealing with enemies of the Empire.”

The staff officer returned. “What’s good, he asked me, where did I get the weapons?”

Lieutenant Alan Bayer answered. “They are always there at the bottom of your feet, no matter how many things and worlds stop them from shining.”

The staff officer asked again. “What about the Brother Astartes?”

“Sorry, I don’t have time to explain. We can talk about it after this is over.”

Alan Bair looked at the fear cans charging in the distance. He took out his relic leg gun and fired fiercely. The laser light and the sound of overloading the measurable magazine were roaring. It was difficult to understand how ancient technology could use plasma or melt. The effect is inside a leg gun, but that gun has the effect of multiple projectiles.

Whether it can be a terrifying mass murderer that can fire special ammunition, or a multifunctional weapon that can connect to various measurable sources, the position of the gun handle needs to be attached to various sources of power in the empire, from electricity to promethium. All-in-one, even using the beam gun’s battery.

As for Ru Ming, it is the hot melt mode, and the sizzling sound is even more the sound of water molecules in the humid air being evaporated. Of course, in addition to water, the evaporated things are very similar to the cockpit of the orc mecha.

The golden molten iron fell to the ground and splashed on the cans. Dongfang’s other green-skinned heads were there. Those guys didn’t realize it, so they touched their heads. Their skulls and leg fingers were burned, and only Donghong was left. Bones, but still charging.

For greenskins, death is not scary, only failure is scary.

But those things were quickly killed by the furious angels in an instant. With superb skills, explosive bombs, chain swords and the will to fight bloody battles, the orc infantry, even if the orcs called boss existed, would still not deny him. The enemy of unity.

The power of the Son of Sanguinius is impressive, and even many greenskins can’t help but want that shrimp to be their boss when they look so crazy.

If you look from the most east direction, in the huge green-skinned tide, there is a sharp blade with a scarlet tip and a blade that spurts flames, cutting through the endless attacks of the orcs.

Do they want it?

Not necessarily, because the real terrifying thing did not appear. In the east waterway, in the underground of the hive, in the pitiful gap, under the influence of the huge waaaaahhg, the communication device completely failed, and Lieutenant Colonel Avada called again and again. .

“There are super large, Titan-level orc mechas! There are Titan-level orc mechas!”

But there was suffocating silence and sizzling sound of electricity behind the communicator… When Avada raised her head and saw a huge monster like a mountain in the distance through the gap, there was nowhere to vent the pain in her heart.

“Everyone is moving forward along the pipeline. They cannot notify their comrades immediately, but he hopes that you can all sacrifice yourself for the empire.”

Lieutenant Colonel Catachan said something similar to that of a counselor, but a loyal person does not need to be “cultivated” by Zhongsi Academy to spontaneously walk on the path of a saint.

Regardless of the so-called faith or humanity, the soul that shines in the dark universe will not fade even if it falls into the subspace. When the empire embraces that universe with madness, all the light will be even more dazzling.

No one chooses to retreat, they are approaching the enemy’s route, even if that choice will cost them their lives, their only thing, but if the world falls, what is the use of their lives?

As Didong’s soldiers advanced, the staff officer who turned off the phone looked at those damn orcs. He had stopped and killed those group of things in various worlds, but now they came back again and again, taking all the good things away. All destroyed.

The staff officer’s hatred for the aliens has long been buried in his bones. There is no doubt that he needs an outlet. Rather than being bombed by greenskins in the fortress, he hopes that he can improve the war situation, such as the Ming monks Astartes and The weapons of the Dark Age of Technology are in the legs.

He saw an opportunity.

“All members of the 3rd Skadi Infantry Regiment obey the order. The Emperor is here. The heretics are trampling on the territory of the Empire. They cannot sit there and be beaten. He has given an order in the name of the highest battlefield staff officer. All members are on bayonet!”

“Ask someone who is capable of fighting, follow the ensign’s Chimera, and open the battle line for him. They ask for a leg knife to open the wound created by the ensign and the Brother Astartes on the green skin, and then control it. Like bacteria and moths, the wounds will fester and become inflamed until those green skins are completely dead!”

After the staff officer finished speaking, he turned off the radio, listened to its beeping sound, put on his own shirt, held the chain sword, and spoke to the officers and soldiers in other command rooms. “Okay, he knows that we don’t like to sit there and give orders. Follow him to kill the greenskins!”

Non-commissioned officers and lieutenants had already provided themselves with firearms, explosive shells, and ammunition. More than 10,000 soldiers of the Astra Militarum also had bayonets. Wrong was likened to eating fungi and moths. They didn’t care. If they became Bacteria can take away the huge green-skinned alien dynasty, and they are willing to become irrational borers for generations.

Of course, some people will still comment that that action was very stupid. It gave up its firepower and defensive advantages in favor of charging, but any experienced imperial commander would think that judgment was accurate.

As long as the boss doesn’t die, there will be a steady stream of greenskins. Because of the huge waaaaagh, they will start to sneak in from forests, fields, and even space orbits, in a steady stream, in an endless stream, and ten thousand people want to defend it? wishful thinking!

And no matter how many people were lost in that operation, if it could be exchanged for a wrong beheading by the greenskins, it could also nip the true terror of the greenskins in the cradle.

As the unforgettable smell of promethium wafted over the battlefield, the greenskins suddenly realized that several chimeras were shooting towards them with tongues of fire.

There are a lot of human shrimps with weapons on their legs, and they are waiting for that!

The engine roars, death, blood, the bayonet has a beam, and the staff officer’s chain sword makes a terrible sound churning the flesh, begging him to still pull the trigger, so he can kill a few more greenskins.

The staff officer shouted as he blasted the greenskin’s head with a Seiko explosive leg gun. “Officer class, don’t let that Chimera fight alone, grab the melta bomb and perish together with those orc engines!”

Just like what Staff Kane said, a truly good staff officer cannot rely on firearms to drive his companions. If he does this, the officers will seize the opportunity to win and dissipate their own anger at the aliens. They will be unstoppable. Killing the greenskins.

It can be said that the advantage caused by Alan Bair and Brother Astartes is not one-tenth of that crazy death charge, but it is not the flame of the initial burst of ten thousand lives, which is enough to burn everything.

The loyal blood of the empire dyed the ground red. Looking eastward from the sky, the green waves were not only torn apart, but also blocked. And those who did this were not heroes, nor Astartes, nor soldiers. , if it is not anger, it is not faith, it is not steel, it is not a mortal.

One-Eye was extremely pleasantly surprised. He saw everything in the huge telescope equipment of the tall Mao Ge mecha. At this moment, he felt that his head was cut open and he entered a disgusting machine accompanied by engine oil. This was not the purpose.

His huge body moved, dong dong dong, every step was like an earthquake, powerful gunfire burst out, not caring about the soldiers of the third regiment or his own boy, and the reason why people had not discovered him before was just because of him The distance is too far.

As Ming’s huge mecha walked to the core of the battlefield, the staff, soldiers, heroes and green-skinned boys all couldn’t help but look up.

The huge junk Titan armor composed of yellow and red staggered is equipped with a waaaahg stance, and the light green shield resists countless bullets, bombs, and even dark age technology.

He poked his head out from behind the huge hive city house. The strange painting made people feel that the machine was “laughing”. The rumbling body looked like it was disintegrating at any time and place. A large number of parts fell off with every step, but otherwise No one would doubt that a monster like that would collapse on its own.

The Astra Militarum cannot use any of its legs to cause effective output, but the huge firepower of the mecha can wipe out the city in a few minutes. One-Eye has been very restrained because his boys are enjoying the battle, but it has to be said, His bombardment caused twice as many Greenskin losses as the Astra Militarum.

The morale of such a war monster caused by a mistake on the battlefield would collapse. The soldiers began not to believe that they could win, nor did they feel that the power of the God Emperor could defeat such a thing in the distant extreme star field.

The soldiers began to fight and retreat. All the advantages they had gained before were gone. It was not a great courage and will to flee in front of the artillery fire and the huge monster. To be honest, there was no need to ask the emperor’s soldiers for help. More.

But except for one squad, yes, two squads to be precise, the soldiers of the fourth platoon were very much Catachans of Lieutenant Colonel Avada.

But none of them has an angel who is faster and more powerful. He is the Astartes, he is the Blood Angel, he is Sanguinius at this moment, he is the Angel of the Emperor at this moment!

Black Fury East, with terrifying demons, chaotic traitors, and burning Terra in his eyes, used his chain sword and fists simultaneously to smash those messy things to pieces.

At this moment, Horus appeared in his eyes. Even though he was big, ridiculously big, and abnormally big, like a mountain house, it was hard for people to understand, but he still roared.

“traitor!”

Like a crazy thing, drool is flowing from the mouth, but the state of rage is not disgusting, but a sign of his loyalty.

It is hard to imagine that a Space Marine sergeant who planned the situation a hundred years from now or even a thousand years from now would not be able to escape such a terrifying black rage. His former wisdom disappeared, leaving only murderous intent and loyalty.

He still had a sharp blade, and stepped on the demon’s chest with his feet, breaking the flesh and blood. The chain sword seemed to turn into a power sword, an angel’s power sword, emitting golden light. He disheveled his hair and charged towards the terrifying Horus.

He saw a very big demon that hindered him. No matter who he was, the bright red skin and exposed fangs of that disgusting thing made him sick. The Holy Blood Angel used the fastest speed to hit the demon. chest, the shoulder armor pressed against its huge pincers, and then the power sword buzzed and roared, cutting off the demon’s huge legs and arms. The demon wailed in pain, but it did not fall.

“Go to hell!” At this moment, the sergeant saw demons, traitors, and aliens, all three of which were vaguely mixed together into a constantly stirring drink. His only desire was to kill.

Due to the wide opening and closing movements, demon Shandong’s legs and arms penetrated his chest, and the demon’s leg fingers sprayed poisonous thorns, shattering his sacred armor. The demon was not very powerful, but it was not “Sanguinius” Tired, the angel would not die to anyone other than Horus, because he wanted to reverse the fate that was destined in his mind.

To prevent the death of his own primarch…

Ignoring his own pain, he cut open the demon’s flesh with huge power, dragged the wound that had penetrated his body, and charged towards the huge “Horus”.

In the real world, or in reality, Tie Chi looked at his body that was chopped in half in disbelief. His mind was gradually unable to think about why the power of that shrimp was so huge and terrifying. It was so good for him to fight. …

He watched as the human armored vehicles gradually approached, revealing a familiar face in front of them. Wasn’t that the shrimp commander who planted the bomb also dead?

Iron Teeth couldn’t think carefully because his brain had been cut in half, so he heard the sentence.

“Huh? Isn’t that the orc boss? To avenge Kailan, burn him! Yuansu weapon holders, all members switch to burning mode and shoot!”

Jie Donglai’s blurred eyes with iron teeth saw the scorching light like a star embracing him. It seemed that the huge Goge in the void was looking after him. He died and left forever. He had no regrets, that was not what he expected.

The chimera crushed the burning corpse, and Alan Bair felt a little complicated. He said goodbye to an “old friend” again, but it would smell really bad when burned.