Warhammer 40K! The Queen of Glory for Hammer Guys

"It's just weird anyway - any ideas?"

"Going to Armageddon? Meet Mr. Alec?"

"I'm overthinking. How many star sectors are we from Armageddon? And running around without fear of not being able to go back? Lost in the subspace for tens of thousands of years?"

"Is that an exaggeration?"

"Not at all. We don't have characters like Astropaths on this ship. Isn't it just flying into the subspace randomly? Think about the consequences of getting lost in the subspace?"

"That's right..."

"It's just that the way the Emperor traveled to Earth was too brave, wasn't it? Khorne wouldn't even dare to do this?"

"The Emperor, after all."

On the bridge of the Queen of Glory, after reading the words left by the Emperor on the Queen of Glory, a group of hammermen could only lament that the Emperor was worthy of being an Emperor, and would do anything for the continuation of humanity. After all, The emperor's operation is really... the kind that even GW's most imaginative official writers can't imagine...

"Okay, okay, let's talk about this later, first let's see what chess pieces the emperor has that can be replaced...hiss..."

Master Liang Feifan interrupted a group of people who continued to discuss the emperor's behavior, opened the exchange list, and then, staring at the large list of redeemable chess pieces below, everyone involuntarily took a breath.

"A lot of variety?"

"Isn't this a bit strange? All the 40k series chess pieces produced by GW and FW are here...can also be exchanged for Titans...and I remember the emperor said that these chess pieces can be brought back?"

"yes."

"Our chess piece failed in battle

Will defeat cause loss? "

"I looked it up... No, but it will be determined based on the percentage of damage and the degree of fatality, how long it can't be used, up to one month. This situation is generally a situation where the subspace is devoured and is judged to be complete destruction."

"Isn't that equivalent to free prostitution? Why don't we find a nearby planet to do it right away?"

"I think so too, but according to Big E's rules, if we want to appear on the scene, first of all, the situation on that planet must be that the imperial troops currently fighting on that planet can no longer hold it, and reinforcements cannot arrive within half a year. Chapter 2 The second is that there is a determined warrior on that planet - preferably a mortal warrior - praying for his last protection so that he can take away at least one enemy of humanity in the name of the Emperor. The third... "

"Okay, okay, no need to read..."

Looking at the Lich Army who was reading the Emperor's "Instructions for Admission", the political commissar felt a little tired - these densely packed rules pretty much restricted them to only work on this ship. Wait, wait until the destined person calls them!

"Wait a minute, if that's the case, don't we still have to travel through subspace?"

"The meaning of the rule is that when encountering this situation, the power of Big E will personally guide us in the subspace so that we can rush to our destination."

"Looking at it this way, our position is almost the same as the Cursed Legion?"

"It's a bit like, wait a minute, will the Cursed Legion be an army formed by the Emperor?"

"High probability...huh?"

After confirming that there was no way for their group to go wherever they wanted, the group of hammer guys temporarily gave up reading the extremely difficult True Empire Star Chart and continued to chat in this extremely high-tech ship. In the middle of the process, Master Liang Feifan, who was a little bored, asked for a taste of emergency synthetic food for imperial soldiers, and then he came to a conclusion.

"It's really bland."

As time went by, the things that the hammer guys could talk about gradually decreased, and the topics began to slowly and irreversibly move towards 'running away'. Just when they were about to discuss some entry-level gadgets for Slaanesh, a floating A certain point on the star map in the center of the bridge suddenly shone brightly, and the Glory Queen also trembled slightly - obviously, the ship was starting up!

"Here comes the work! Come on, come on!"

Seeing the light, the hammer guys who understood what it meant suddenly increased their excitement level to 200%. They picked up their chess box and swarmed to the map, quietly waiting for the moment they reached the goal. .

————————————Imperial, Pellegrion Cluster——————————————————

This is a group of stars located on the edge of the Milky Way. It is located on the dark side of the empire. After the catastrophe of eternal night, this group of stars, like the inhabitants of the empire and other stars swallowed by eternal night, is also the core area of ​​the empire—— Holy Terra severed all ties, leaving only confusion and unknown. Although the planetary governors in this area tried their best to conceal the seriousness of these things, and worked with the clergy of the national church to learn a little bit about what happened from those who were qualified or had the means to do so. People claimed that this was just a minor problem, but it couldn't stop the fire.

As time goes by, the cruel and shameless truth begins to flow louder and louder among the stars. With the help of people with ulterior motives - or things that are not human beings, even the most remote hive world The lower level hive cities began to receive cryptic and ominous messages. What comes with these messages is something more profound, but at first glance it is a conspiracy called "hope" or "future"...

And now, in a hive world in this cluster of stars, the conspiracy has turned into reality...

"Huh...huh...huh..."

Among a large pile of scattered building structures, the remains of things that seemed to have once been valuables, vague remains of flesh and blood, flowing black wastewater, and radioactive waste that glowed fluorescently even when not illuminated by a light source. On top, an Astra Militarum soldier with his hands and feet broken, a large piece of his chest dented, and his skull cracked and bleeding red blood, was lying on his back, struggling in pain.

'God Emperor...please, let me stand up so that I can shoot again, just one shot...'

Although his eyes were covered with a layer of blood red and his hearing was severely damaged, the stimulation of near-death made his brain extremely active, allowing him to still outline the surrounding situation through the information he collected - at least in units of thousands. Traitors, mutants, or things that he couldn't understand based on his knowledge but must be enemies were wandering in the intricate corridors of the lower nest, looking for him. He had no idea that the planet's governor had already betrayed him and used the wrong map. As a result, the Emperor's warriors set foot on the unstable hive region and fell to the lower regions to determine their death or end their lives - or give them a worse ending?

"Emperor..."

Listening to the sound of metal clashing closer and closer to him, the Astra Militarum soldier knew he didn't have much time left. Yes, when he was dying, he already knew that it was almost impossible for the emperor's gaze to be cast on him, but he still continued to pray, as long as he could fire one more shot -

finally.

"Emperor's

Anger...will burn you to death..."

Looking at the sturdy man with a shiny bald head, wearing a pair of small glasses, and holding a knife who was wearing armor modified from various common waste products in the lower hive city, appearing in front of him, this man The Astra Militarum warrior opened his eyes hard and stared at the enemy's face. Since the Emperor could not let himself fire the last shot, then let the Emperor's anger pass through his eyes and let the enemy feel Just arrive!

"..."

However, facing this Astra Militarum soldier who was filled with the emperor's wrath, the captain of the Genestealer Order just raised his weapon indifferently - he did not care at all about the emotion in the eyes of the dying man in front of him. He doesn't care about the emperor's wrath, after all, he just...

"pound!!!"

The next second, the Genestealer squad leader turned into a ball of blood mist. The remaining impact force even pushed the lying Astra Militarum, making his exhausted body even more scarred. However, now He no longer cared about his injuries. He just widened his eyes and used the last of his strength to look towards the direction where the bomb should have come.

"Your Majesty, the Emperor..."

What did he see?

He saw groups of golden and majestic flames igniting on the polluted ground of the Lower Hive. He saw well-equipped Astartes monks walking out of these flames one after another. He saw Following the silent Astra Militarum soldiers behind these Astartes monks, he also saw the vehicles rumbling out of the flames!

'Only rely on the God Emperor to protect the common people...'

Muttering the holy words he had learned, the Astra Militarum smiled and closed his eyes, preparing to accept his end. However, before he breathed his last breath, there was a small question in his mind. Gone in a flash.

‘Why do some beings come out of those flames that don’t seem to be Imperial warriors? ’

4. The Hammer Guys’ first contact with the Imperials

Next to the nest, in a complicated alleyway, there is a simple house made of messy things next to a garbage river.

"Zizzizi——"

Accompanied by the sound of a door shaft that was somewhat in disrepair, the door of this house, which was hidden among a pile of discarded objects that exuded a rancid smell and was covered with radioactive waste, was gently opened, and a thin black shadow flashed out. He went in and entered the narrow and winding corridor behind it. Soon, he ran to the end of the corridor.

"Dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-"

After reaching out his hand and making sure that nothing on the disguised door at the end of the corridor had changed, the little man stretched out his fingers and gently tapped a series of regular tones on the door, then curled up next to it. He waited patiently inside a narrow gap that could hide his figure. About ten seconds later, the door opened silently, and a man was dressed a little dirty, but the double-headed eagle emblem on it was still spotless. The uniformed political commissar appeared behind the door.

"Come in."

The political commissar briefly stared at the Letling man under his command, and after confirming that he had not been replaced and that no one was following him, he turned slightly sideways and allowed the Letling man to enter the place where they had spent all their efforts. In a renovated temporary shelter. The Letling man who entered the shelter was not polite. He turned around and placed the bag he carried on his back on the floor of the room. He opened the cloth covering it and took out one thing after another.

"The second best thing that can be used as fuel and drinkable in an emergency...animal meat jerky...fungus powder...these are the identity tags of some brothers I recovered along the way, by the way—— and this!"

"well done."

Seeing that Letling not only brought back fuel and food, but also recovered the identity tags of some of the sacrificed soldiers, and also retrieved a bottle of broad-spectrum medicine, the political commissar's eyes flashed with a hint of joy, but this ray of joy The joy was soon overshadowed by perseverance.

"The water is coming!"

Just as the political commissar began to sort the resources that Letlin had brought back into categories so that they could persist here longer, a secret door on the floor opened, and an Astra Militarum emerged from it carrying half a bucket of water.

"How about the water purification equipment? How long can it last?"

"It's still okay, at least for more than half a month, but a drop in production is inevitable."

As the Astra Militarum spoke, he poured a glass of water for the political commissar and a glass for the Letlings who came back. Then the political commissar took out some fungus powder and cut some unknown things with his own knife. Then he carefully took out a small pack of standard ration bars and a box of nutritional paste cubes that had been used for some time. He also took out some of the pieces and put them into the water glasses in front of the three of them. And these are That's their lunch today - or rather, that's what they've been eating while they've been trapped here.

"You haven't been able to establish communication with the others yet, political commissar."

After drinking all his food in one gulp and struggling to swallow the extremely bad-tasting residue left in his mouth, the Astra Militarum emerged from the ground and carefully asked his political commissar - he knew his political commissar He was under much more pressure than he imagined, but he felt that if he didn't know anything, he might...

"We'll get in touch, we can find this shelter

The place of difficulty is the emperor’s blessing, isn’t it? Think about it, you happened to have used the same model of equipment when you were a member of the Plumbers Guild in the Nest City, and this equipment happened to be not completely damaged but just lacked energy. What's even more fitting is that we encountered... "

The political commissar who said this slapped the Letling man next to him on the shoulder, making him grin for a while.

"After encountering him, it must be the emperor's will that we can persevere here. The emperor wants us to see victory, so he has given us so many coincidences."

"Will we win?"

"Yes, it will definitely happen - the Military Affairs Office must have gotten the news that this planet is actually a governor's rebellion, and reinforcements must be on the way - Soldiers, do your job well, don't wait until victory comes and be treated as a shame deserter."

The political commissar nodded slightly, strengthening his persuasiveness. The two soldiers, who were inspired by the political commissar and whose morale increased again, saluted the political commissar and then went into the basement to continue tinkering with equipment or going on sentry duty, leaving the political commissar alone sitting on the floor. , with a solemn expression.

"If there is no news from other troops for another week, we can only try to break out - because this basically means that our troops have been completely destroyed, the shameful traitors have controlled the planet, and there is no point in surviving. If we can It would be great to find a way to destroy some traitor arsenals or simply find some equipment to shake the foundation of this hive... Well, according to the general style of the hive, this should be possible..."

Gently tapping his water glass, the political commissar was thinking about the next deployment in his mind - admittedly, there are only three people in his hands including himself, but the three people including him were all born in the next generation. Hive City—although not the same world. This is indeed a good thing - because it allows them to pay as good a price as possible for their lives even if they are ultimately loyal to the Emperor.

Just as the political commissar was meditating, a low, but extremely powerful rumble sounded along the metal floor where he sat, followed his bones, and entered his ears. This kind of sound made him think of Some sound made the political commissar jump up, put his ears on the metal ground, and listened intently.

"Is this...wrong? Is it possible? But it's impossible...it's impossible for the Military Affairs Office to respond so quickly, and we don't have vehicles of this level this time..."

"political commissar!"

When the political commissar stood up from the floor, the Letling man in charge of sentry had already slipped into the room with an excited expression, gesticulating wildly with his hands, and his mouth seemed to be almost speechless.

"The Emperor... the Emperor's Baneblade! And... and the respected Brotherhood of the Astartes! Reinforcements are coming! We are saved!"

"Brother Astartes? The Emperor's blessing! We are saved!"

After receiving this news, the political commissar became excited. He swept away the trace of depression he had just felt, quickly stood up straight, straightened his clothes with the reflective objects in the shelter, and took out the knife. He shaved his beard slightly to make his face look more serious.

"Let's go! Let's go meet them."

————————————Glory Queen————————————————————

"Bean sprouts avoid! Pork ribs avoid!"

On the Queen of Glory, the hammer guys were surrounding the 3D map, struggling to direct their chess pieces. In a certain area, there were the most people watching, because an imperial political commissar appeared here! living!

"Can't you let me watch...?"

This is the cry of bean sprout players.

"No! I don't want to be regarded as an alien!!"

After the others decisively kicked away the bean sprouts player's protest, they controlled their chess pieces and began to communicate with the political commissar through the chess pieces. After a few weak protests, the excluded bean sprouts and ribs players directed their chess pieces. The chess pieces went elsewhere.

Anyway, the hive is huge.jpg.

5. A raid by the hammer guys

"..."

When a group of hammer guys were thinking about how to make the political commissar believe that the group of people they sent were indeed reinforcements, and were trying their best to make up stories in their minds in order to wait for a good answer, they were kicked out of this place. The alien players who met this time were commanding their chess pieces with "grief and anger", walking in the narrow maze of the hive, looking for someone to beat. At the same time, he muttered that the imperial chess players were unreasonable - what if their troops watched such an interesting thing?

But within five minutes, they temporarily put this matter behind them, because a reconnaissance force among Liang Feifan's bean sprouts, who insisted on the line of forming an army of various bean sprouts, unexpectedly found themselves in an abandoned factory full of In the workshop that smelled of rust, a group of guys were found dancing around with demons. After in-depth investigation, Liang Feifan couldn't help but feel happy.

"Hey, a lair of chicken thieves? And a leader? There are just a lot of them—"

Looking at the person shown on the screen surrounded by stars like a moon, the clothes are obviously much better than other chicken thieves, and the clothes also contain some metaphysical meanings. At a glance, you can tell that he is not an ordinary person. stuff. After observing the guards moving around in this hall, they seemed to be much stronger than the chicken thieves outside, and their firepower equipment was also much better. Liang Feifan is deep in thought

After a few seconds, he determined the location of the nearby allies and made a decisive decision.

"Hey, Hey, Hey, hurry up and get your spare ribs from shopping, I have the goods!"

—————————————Happy chicken thieves————————————————

For the chicken thieves living in this nest city, this period of time can be said to be happy days. Originally, according to the plan, their uprising would not start for at least another ten years. However, when some unsettling changes occurred on the planet, the leader of the chicken thieves who sensed something was happening did not hesitate to issue the order to revolt. Of course, the chicken thieves achieved great success. success.

However, although the chicken thieves have almost taken over the entire lower level of the nest city and have collected a large number of useful weapons and equipment, the chicken thieves' clan leader is still extremely dissatisfied with the progress of the entire war situation. It is true that it does not know who caused this wave of changes in the hive city and why it will end, but it understands one thing. If it cannot gain an absolute advantage in this uprising, let alone call the Children of the Stars, its own ethnic group It is still unknown whether the sect can continue!

Therefore, under the orders of the leader of the chicken thieves, the chicken thieves' middle- and lower-level commanders entered a state of complete despair. They frequently appeared at the front of the battle line and used sermons again and again to drive down the cultists who were already in a state of fanaticism. Round after round, more terrifying fanaticism is pushed forward, and it can be seen everywhere in the streets, abandoned factories, and even garbage dumps. They have no idea of ​​covering up, because they believe that they are invincible in this world!

And now, in this abandoned factory, what is going on is such a 'morale boosting'.

————————The Hammer is secretly observing————

"Quantity...quality...well, it's not a big problem. As long as we take the lead, our troops can eat them without any damage..."

At a certain point outside the factory, the Necron squad under Silence was ready, and the small unit that sneaked into the factory brought back more detailed information about the factory, and generated the enemy's image on the screen. Rough formation.

"how to spell?"

Looking at the densely packed dots on the screen, representing the enemy, Liang Feifan was a little excited and a little worried - although the black bean sprouts and pork ribs performed unsatisfactory on the table, in the Warhammer universe, they were both out-and-out powerful. Race, but there are a lot of chicken thieves in the factory. If he is killed by counterattack, his old face will probably...

"Although these thieves have reinforced the factory to a certain extent, they have not completely reinforced it - you see, the marked places are the weak points of the outer wall of the abandoned factory, which can be overcome with slightly more powerful weapons. Burn a cave big enough for your troops to rush in - let's do this, I will shoot to clear the way first, and then the scarabs will go up and tear the opening, and your troops will directly rush in and kill the psychic and heavy firepower units inside them, or Destroy them, and then my troops will follow up and mop up the miscellaneous fish. You can then turn around and hit important units like that. "

After He Jing gave Liang Feifan the tactics he envisioned concisely, he commanded his men to start moving. Hearing that Ji Jing actually gave a tactic that was roughly equivalent to 'F2A', Liang Feifan's face clearly showed an expression of 'You're kidding me'. six ⑨ four ⑨ three ⑥ one ③ five

"Is this tactic too casual?"

"Just be casual. We are now in the Hammer World, and we are not on the table. The more we think about it, the easier it is for the plan to collapse - I'm here, so be prepared!"