Warhammer 40K! The Queen of Glory for Hammer Guys

A certain bird has been monitoring Udal, and Abathur, who was bored, began to think.

"You think we haven't tried it? There is no access point at all - neither lines nor radio waves. But it doesn't matter. Once we find the line they are using for data, we can find a way to stuff them with useless codes."

Egg took out a piece of data and calmly told Abathur - there is really nothing we can do now, we just can't find the interface.

"Maybe not. According to my observation, they have now switched to a simpler but more reliable method - physical delivery of letters - at least, that's what the bottom communication looks like."

Already addicted to stealth and unable to extricate himself, he sneaked into the area still controlled by the black machine oil guy single-handedly, trying to assassinate or destroy something. However, the God of Choice who saw the weird scene subtly sent several pictures to glory. Queen, in these pictures, the servitors running with scrolls on their backs and the trucks filled with things that clearly have the texture of paper are clearly visible in my mind.

"Huh? Are you sure about God's choice? Are these black machine oil guys so exaggerated? Are they just giving away some materials?"

The corner of Liang Feifan's mouth twitched, thinking that this was too much.

"I just touched a vehicle for a while, and it was all filled with orders. It's probably because we silently devoured the Balaton 1 space station and maintained the interference operation for so long made them afraid - But this is fine, but it means that their communication efficiency at this stage will be extremely low, and when we attack, they will most likely have to fight alone. "

God's Chosen, who posted some more evidence, answered calmly. The hammer guys who saw the new evidence immediately believed this outrageous information, that is...

"Do we need to be so cautious? Are they not going to use this method to persist until they are defeated by us?"

Since there was definitely no way to 'hack into a bunch of stuff written on paper', Egg's expression began to twitch, and he felt that his brain was a bit unable to keep up with the thinking circuit of the black machine oil man.

"God knows, after all, a guy like a black engine oil guy with his brain burned out, any operation he does is normal. Besides, our previous operation is really scary if you think about it from someone else's perspective. Without even realizing it, the largest space station above our heads changed People - Hey, is the meeting time coming soon?

"Yes, yes, there are still ten minutes left - this convulsion information needs to be

Say no to the empire? "

"Let's not talk about it. This matter is a bit counter-intuitive. Anyway, if the black machine oil guys really engage in this kind of 2B communication plan, it means that their resistance will be scattered and unformed. No matter how you say it, it is a good thing. There is no pressure to make temporary adjustments - the empire now trusts our intelligence very much. If the black machine oil guys still maintain some communication lines that we are not aware of and we have made battle preparations according to their plan of not being able to communicate instantly, Isn’t it just declining?”

"Indeed - should I go first?"

"Go, go, I'll follow you to move the chess pieces. By the way, God's Choice, will you come back for a meeting?"

"No, I'll go shopping and see if there's any interesting information - maybe I'll be lucky enough to find the location of some of this Forge World's secret weapon bases!"

"Then...you work hard and try to find their Titan base - if there is one."

The political commissar sister, who probably guessed that the God of Choice was addicted to infiltrating RPGs and couldn't extricate herself, shook her head helplessly and arranged a task for the God of Choice. The God of Choice gave a thumbs up, indicating that she would accept the task.

"Just watch! If there is a Titan in this world, I promise to find out its location!"

————————————The dividing line of the black oil man bishop——————————————

"Teacher, I don't understand why you suddenly..."

"Before the fall of the Balaton-1 space station, the high-altitude auspicious array above us suffered a code intrusion - data analysis shows that it sent us back erroneous data for at least ten hours. However, if we Without knowing that it has been invaded, then those data will be normal data when analyzed - the empire has received help from the aliens, but we know very little about their technology, so we can only use the most primitive solution Be on guard.”

After confirming the progress of Titan's transformation, the black-machine oilman bishop returned to his throne and used his additional arm to write various orders on a large pile of paper like a splash of wind, while explaining to his deputy why he was in four hours. Recently, after it was determined that the fall of the Empire's troops could not be stopped, an inexplicable order was issued, requiring the main forge area of ​​the Balaton world to stop using wired and wireless communications, and to completely disconnect the wired links to the areas controlled by the Empire. The command of the communication line - undoubtedly, from a war perspective, this command is similar to turning off the hearing, visual and tactile modules and then fighting a duel with others. However, the bishop has already calculated that he cannot afford to gamble on 'certain consequences'!

"Teacher, do you doubt that the Ada Eldar...?"

"Those aliens have chosen to side with the false emperor, then they will suffer equal disasters - after the battle is won, we will give the surviving ones among them as trophies to Udal's allies, I heard , their god was particularly interested in the Eldar aliens."

"But mentor, if we only use the most primitive methods to command our skitarii, then according to calculations, they can last for one hundred and three hours at most before they collapse, and they may only last for seventy-one hours at the shortest. Hours later, the ability to fight as an organization will be lost - this is only taking into account the current intelligence of the Imperial troops and the Ada alien troops. If other variables occur, then this minimum time will be shortened. "

"They only need to be able to persist for fifty-five hours - because after that, the battle will no longer be a realm that mortal beings can touch..."

The voice of the leader of the Heretics of Baraton paused and handed a stack of written orders to his deputy.

"Pass these orders on."

"Yes, mentor."

Thirty-seven. Battle against Balaton—Three Armies Attack

Balaton was awakened by the roar of artillery fire this morning.

In the angry roars of the imperial commanders who continued to sound in the communicators, the shells that were continuously poured into the enemy-controlled area almost connected into a sky, causing the color of the sky to change slightly. The successive explosions and The shock wave generated by the explosion constantly stirred the air, causing buildings even several kilometers away to tremble crazily. The special incendiary agent flowing freely on roads and buildings turned large areas into seas of fire, burning and melting everything. From the things they come into contact with, the screams of supersonic flight unique to hunting missiles sound from time to time, like the funeral music of the god of death.

This is the judgment from the empire, this is the excommunication of traitors and heretics. Due to the temporary limitation of the communication system, most of the traitors in the frontline area who did not expect that the empire would launch a general attack less than twelve hours after landing did not even utter a sound, and turned into a purifying fire. It became ashes all over the sky.

"Krieg, mount bayonets, coordinate with armored units, advance the front."

As the line of artillery fire gradually spread forward, the Lich, who had come to the front line with the Kriegs as the commander of the Krieg Death Cavalry, rode on his own war horse and followed the agreed battle plan. , Shen Shen issued an order to Krieger's troops through the communicator, and at the same time asked the chess piece as his deputy to blow the command whistle.

The moment they heard the order and whistle coming at the same time, the Krieg soldiers who stayed behind the bunker or elsewhere to shoot at the area covered by artillery fire in front immediately took out their bayonets and installed them on the muzzles of their guns in a very standard movement. , quickly run up

On the main road, closely following the armored units that had fully started their engines and were slowly advancing, without a trace of hesitation, they rushed towards the front line that had just been baptized by artillery fire and was still exuding high temperatures and churning flames. Soon, the sound of gunfire, the sound of hand-to-hand fighting, and the death screams of some guys who probably didn't want to die could be heard from the blasted ruins.

"Clear the battlefield and move on."

About twenty minutes later, the ruins gradually became quiet, and Krieger's vehicle rumbled back to the road. Realizing that this meant that the enemies in this area had been completely wiped out, the Lich closed his eyes and forced himself not to think about whether the Krieg troops had been sacrificed in this small-scale battle, just like a real Krieg commander. These warriors of the empire were generally ordered to continue pressing forward. After receiving the order, the Kriegs who came out of the ruins formed a street fighting array in twos and threes and continued to move forward with the vehicles.

The march was silent except for the sound of the engine and footsteps.

The performance of the Krieg troops led by the Lich was just a microcosm of the empire's counterattack this time. At the meeting not long ago, although they did not know the information that the black machine oil guys had begun to use primitive methods to communicate with each other, except for the hammer guy, the only two real leaders of the empire agreed after reading other information, because The enemy did not interfere with the Empire's lowering operations. Now that the Empire has successfully constructed the rear of the Balaton world ahead of schedule, there is no need to worry about orbital bombardment for at least three months. It seems that the Ada aliens have not yet found what they are looking for, so at least they will not cause trouble to the Empire and there is even a small possibility of lending a helping hand. Therefore, in order to avoid long nights and dreams, as long as the oil man dares to continue to ensure unlimited supplies of ammunition and maintenance, it is the strategically optimal solution to implement the three-point advancement time one day in advance.

"The fighter plane is fleeting, that's all."

There is no doubt that the hammer guys, who all know that they are not good at tactics and strategy, passed this suggestion without any obstacles, and quickly acted according to the plan - ensuring adequate logistics status among the various chess units and the imperial forces. In a state where the counterattack of the Dark Mechanicus, which has stopped using high-tech communication methods, can only be described as a mess, the empire's front line is advancing at a speed that even the word "powerful" is not enough to describe it - in fact , at noon that day, two large divisions returned to the embrace of the empire. The castle master of Cadia is even more optimistic. If they advance at this speed, their three armies will be able to meet up in the central area in at most half a month! By then, it will be a certainty that the world of Balaton returns to the hands of the empire!

But……

In the midst of a great battle, the Hammers keenly sensed something was wrong.

"No way, are these guys really giving up resistance and waiting to die?"

The political commissar sister commanded the Iron Hand Regiment, which was advancing in conjunction with Krieg, to clear out the enemy's remaining heavy firepower first, while letting his 51st Regiment and Gu's U Regiment, which was also a chess piece, play a real coalition army - although his points jumped very happily now, as a hammer man with a God's perspective in some sense, he just felt that the black oil man's operation was wrong after he was beaten up after using too much force to destroy the instant communication array and did not resume command.

"Impossible, the black oil man's brain has entered the subspace, even if he follows the stinky black oil man of n father, he can't do nothing and lie down and die - they let their subordinates be eliminated in an organized manner and let the area be easily occupied by us, there must be a trick."

Liang Feifan denied the words of the political commissar sister - now he is also opening two games, and his Imperial Fist chess piece is cooperating with the three armored regiments of Cadia to advance like a group of iron warriors, constantly stripping off and flattening the enemy's defense lines that have not been blown up. His bean sprout chess piece was wandering in the unaffected area, doing some work, assassination, and gathering intelligence to reduce the difficulty of the Empire's attack.

"Liang Feifan, did you find anything with your bean sprout? For example, abnormal subspace fluctuations?"

The silence of the space station that was cleaning up the second space station in orbit and letting this space station also start to perform the disappearance asked.

"No, I just want to find this thing - the first space station is working on the demon engine, so it makes no sense that they don't have this technology on the surface of the world. The problem is that I really haven't found any traces so far - they really only do subspace experiments in space, right?"

Liang Feifan shrugged, indicating that he was already doing this, but so far nothing has been found.

"This is strange. The reason why the black oil guy is a black oil guy is that he wants to do a lot of subspace stuff that is not considered a technical direction by normal oil guys. How come there is no more on the planet?"

Just when a bunch of hammer guys were brainstorming, thinking hard, and searching the intelligence in their hands to determine if there were any strange details that they had overlooked, the God of Choice suddenly connected to the communication and interrupted the discussion of the hammer guys.

"Everyone, bad news. I followed several large pipelines with abnormal energy and found a hidden giant workshop. I found that there are really big guys in this forging world."

"Eh?"

"Huh?"

"What the hell, there are really Titans?"

"Yes, I have witnessed the existence of three Titans, two Dog Titans and one Predator, and... you will know after you see it."

As the voice of the God's Chosen fell, the screen of the Queen of Glory showed what he had witnessed. In the huge red workshop, standing in the center area, three God's machines with abnormal structures all over their bodies were "emitting" a terrifying light that captivated people under the impact of the power of the subspace. Around them and on their bodies, black oil men like ants were climbing up and down, "adding" one "thing" after another to these terrifying things.

"This, this, this?"

"What the hell? These black oil guys directly transformed the Titan into a demon engine? That's cruel!"

"God's Choice, tell us where this workshop is - this location? Not in the center of the main forging area?"

"Coordinates, coordinates, quickly take a big map to see the coordinates of this place - damn! According to these coordinates, if these magic machines come out from underground, Ditaiquan and Kadia will run into ghosts! Liang Feifan! Tell the castle lord to stop pushing too fast! There's trouble!"

"Well - but if we don't push, these three Titans can't be solved? If the black oil guys' real magic machines go out to fight in this city, ordinary troops may not be collectively killed by unknown aoe - God's Choice, do you have a way to determine how long it will take for these Titans to be ready? ? If it takes long enough, we can just switch our fire and concentrate our forces to demolish them first! "

"I'll try it... it really works. The countdown is 38 hours. I don't think I can stop them from attacking."

"I'll ask Da E if he can urgently send the Ghost Titan that I put in his OEM and hasn't finished painting yet. If he can, we will have a Titan-level unit."

The Hammer guys, who knew that they would have to face three demon-engined divine machines in this wave, began to brainstorm crazily. Soon, Gu, who played in the U group, thought of a thing he bought and collected before being "coaxed" here by Da E and entrusted him to help with OEM. Although it was a bean sprout thing, it was not out of place to show up now with Liang Feifan's bean sprout as a cover.

"...If we can only deal with one Gou Tai, we still have one Gou and one Predator left. Let's think about how to deal with it. By the way, Sister Zhengwu, is your Shadow Sword still in the mining world and hasn't come yet?"

"The transportation capacity is a bit insufficient. The God's Chosen and mine are all there and haven't come yet. Liang Feifan, what do you think?"

"I have an idea. If it works, we can take away another Gou Tai, and it will also make Gu's Ghost Titan more justified. It's the last Predator. This model of thing is a bit difficult to break the defense instantly..."

Liang Feifan went back and forth in his mind about the units that Hammer now controls, and finally sighed helplessly.

"If we can't find any way, we can only use chess pieces to kill it - that is, if we really do this, I hope those brothers in the Empire can listen to the advice and don't follow us..."

38. Fighting against Baradon - Suggestions of the Eldar

"Three desecrated Titan machines?"

At the impromptu emergency meeting, when the Lord of Fort Mardius received the bad news from the Divine Chosen that the traitor of this forging world was desecrating three Titan machines and was about to put them into the battlefield, he felt relaxed. It’s a psychological change called “swoop.” And Gali frowned even more, quickly calculating in his mind whether the imperial troops currently located above Balaton could pose a threat to the three Titan machines.

However……

"No, with the current imperial military power on Balaton, and with the whole father watching, the limit of what we can do to shut down a War Dog Titan is already high. If we can land all the war machines still on Soseki, , then there is a chance to destroy a War Dog-class Titan, but neither the transportation capacity nor the time support it..."

After thinking for almost three minutes, Gali came to a very unfavorable conclusion. At this moment, Lord Mardius also came to a similar or even more pessimistic conclusion - if no miracle happens, the current Balaton Empire When the troops stop, one War Dog is barely enough. Two War Dogs plus one Plunderer have already exceeded their processing limit anyway!

"There should be a chance to transform the city defense systems in the areas we control and adjust their firing ranges."

Seeing that neither Lord Mardius nor the Galli Wolf made any meaningful suggestions, Liang Feifan immediately took control of his Imperial Fist Grand Company Commander and made a suggestion.

"The time it would take to retrofit them is measured in quarters, and we just don't have that much time."

The iron father controlled by the political commissar sister immediately refuted - at the same time, he agreed with the words of the political commissar sister's iron father, and the oil man bishop controlled by the egg also output a row of data. These data showed that, in theory, the city defense system can be used to deal with The divine machine is feasible, but the transformation time will be conservatively four months. This time is impossible for the empire to possess.

"Then..."

Due to the speeches of the two Dalian company commanders of the founding regiment and the oil man bishop, the temporary meeting reached a deadlock smoothly. Gu, who felt that the heat was almost over, just spoke with his advent body, the grace of the Ada Spirit Tribe And the ups and downs of the voice were transmitted into the conference room.

"Why not follow our clan's advice?"

"Ada? What's the matter with you here?"

Watching the Ada Spirit Tribe prophet who was meeting him for the second time leisurely walking into the conference room from the door, the Gali Wolf frowned slightly knowing that these aliens must be visiting the Three Treasures Hall for no reason. However, due to some time ago, these Aeldari were really weak during the Empire's counterattack.

It was because he performed too well, so Galli also had some moral integrity.

"Liang, I hope you will consider the efficiency of information exchange and try your best to describe your thoughts in words that we can understand."

Gu recalled the script and quickly said the lines he was responsible for.

"...Forget it, now, my clan can tell you that one of the reasons why we cooperate with you regardless of the cost is that in this galaxy, there is a road connected to the destiny of our Ark."

"?"

A question mark appeared on Brother Space Wolf's face.

"You mean, there is a webway exit in this world?"

Gu immediately took over the translation.

"Yes, and there is an exit, right on this planet - in addition, there is also a door to the Webway on the planet you call Soseki."

"!!!"

"Therefore, one of our clan's demands is to completely lock and close these webway gates to prevent the shadow of future disasters from coming - if you cannot regain the planet under your feet, the prophecy will inevitably come true. "

"Hmm... So what price is your clan willing to pay to stop the prophecy? For example, your people's bloodshed?"

Gu followed the script and hit the snake with the stick, while the Spiritual Prophet controlled by Liang Feifan also paused for an "undetectable" moment, and his tone became slightly stiff.

"The blood of my family..."

"Think about the prophecy, Liang, if we can't make this world return to the embrace of the empire, how much blood will your ark shed? A little blood, or a lot of blood, which way do you choose? Although I don't know about you crooks There are twists and turns, but I know there must be a price for change.”

"...We will try to open the webway gate here and send some of our large war weapons to assist you in your battle. At the same time, if you are willing, we can also use the webway to remove your large war machines from the world where we first met. Delivery - of course, we don’t guarantee they will arrive safely.”

After seemingly hesitating for a while, the Spiritual Prophet controlled by Liang Feifan gritted his teeth and gave an answer. This answer made Gu's expression relax and he nodded slightly.

"That's great."

——————Liang Feifan’s Bean Sprout Prophet is in retreat————————

"Although I don't know what large-scale combat units these aliens will send to cooperate with us, I think they will not fool us. If this world does have a webway, and the fate of their world is closely related, then they cannot afford it. The price of failure."

When Liang Feifan's bean sprouts disappeared into the conference room, Gu immediately returned to his seat and recounted his communication with the alien. Naturally, Gu's words brought Lord Mardius and Gary to the meeting. The tangled gaze of the fierce wolf.

"Do we really have to... I mean, the Ada aliens have invested so much, and are they really not hiding a big conspiracy behind them? Although they have really done nothing so far, it is very bad to trust the aliens on big things. decision."

"The three desecrated divine machines have exceeded our processing limit. If we don't want to turn this operation into an operation to alert the enemy, then, according to calculations, we have no choice."

The political commissar sister controlled her iron father's chess pieces, continued the conversation, and expressed her opinions without any doubt.

"On one side are heretics that will inevitably bring destruction, and on the other are aliens that may be risky. At this stage, I choose to continue to cooperate with them."

After letting his Bean Sprout chess piece sneak into the hidden area, Liang Feifan, who gave up controlling it, also spoke with his Imperial Fist chess piece. Faced with the unanimous decision of the two Dalian company commanders, neither Gali nor the Lord of Fort Mardius refuted. Seeing that the two true imperial men were persuaded, the hammer guys collectively breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then, let's figure out how to use the 'gifts' of our allies to better return these contaminated divine machines to sleep?"