Warhammer 40K! The Queen of Glory for Hammer Guys

Duer's Howling Fang stood on the edge of a building, holding his hands, quietly looking at the battlefield in the distance where the smoke had not yet dissipated - there, it was huge and had been shut down, but it had been confirmed that it was seriously polluted and could not The reused God's machinery is being dismantled and destroyed in an orderly manner under the guidance of Sage Aige, and all safety procedures have been ensured. Aircraft rose and fell near it, delivering men and supplies. The Astartes of the Imperial Fists established a defensive perimeter around it to guard against any possible resurgence of heretic traitors.

Well, of course, from Duer's point of view, even if there are still heretics alive in the world of Balaton, it is unlikely that they would have the courage to rush to the Titan dismantling site... After all, how can he still do it under such circumstances? The surviving heretics must have some brains and know what is valuable tactical loss and what is death...

Tread, tread, tread.

Just when Durr checked the time and realized that his rest time was almost over, and was about to return to the place currently temporarily assigned to the Space Wolves as their base, the familiar sound of footsteps reached his ears. Without looking back, Duer knew that the person coming was the rune priest of his team, Trom Frostmark.

"Tolom, how is Old Wolf doing?"

"Before I came to you, he had recovered well from his physical injuries and complained to me that Ada was ignorant and didn't choose the best and strongest wolf wine we had to take away - well, he also complained a little He scolded me and said that I didn’t give the best wolf wine to that prophet’s tribe.”

Thinking of the conversation between Gary and himself before he left, Tuolom, who knew that the old gray hunter had completely recovered from the shock, also had a slight smile on his lips.

"Hey - you are indeed an old wolf. If it were me... I might still be in a depressed state now."

Knowing that Gali was recovering stably, both physically and mentally, Duer let out a long breath - he asked himself, if he had suffered what Gali's fierce wolf had experienced,

So, maybe I am now autistic in some sense.

"We grieve so that we don't forget the sacrifice, brother."

After saying this, Tolom also looked at the business list and determined what to do next.

"Tomorrow, all parties will meet for a briefing. We have to determine which world we will attack next. Now the captain can't stand up from the bed for the time being, so you and I will go to this meeting."

————————————The dividing line among hammer guys——————————————

"Want a bite?"

"Don't dare, don't dare, according to the settings of 40K, mortals will die if they drink Fenris' wolf wine."

"We are not considered mortals in this world, so Liang Feifan, would you like a bite?"

"No, no, I think this wine should be drunk by God's Chosen. He has made a great contribution in this battle, so he should drink lavishly to celebrate the victory."

"Without the operations made by your chess pieces, I definitely wouldn't have been able to invade the demon-engined Predator-class Titan so smoothly. Besides, you asked for this wine yourself, Liang Feifan, so if you want to drink it, you must be the first one to drink it. ah--"

"How about you come, Sister Political Commissar?"

"no......"

Above the Queen of Glory, the hammer guys were surrounding a wine jar that looked a bit inconsistent with the overall style of 40K, discussing enthusiastically and fiercely who should have a sip of this thing first - Gali had just been carried back. During the treatment at the rear, in order to maximize his 'malice' and to complete the script of the Eldar supporting the Empire, Liang Feifan controlled an Eldar chess piece and ran to the place where Gali was being treated. In the room where the Wolf provided treatment, he went to find the Space Wolf man to ask for the Wolf Wine, and calmly told him that his Skywalker Prophet chess piece had been sacrificed in order to destroy the demon-engined void shield. ' fact - although the Gali Wolf at that time very calmly asked the Space Wolf Rune Priest next to him to take the Eldar chess piece to get the wine, Liang Feifan knew very well that he had just left the front foot of his Eldar chess piece. In that treatment room, Gary let out two shrill howls...

"So, no one really dares to drink Fenris' wolf wine? I just asked Big E, and he said don't worry, we will never have any physical problems caused by this wolf wine."

Seeing that no one around him dared to help him taste the loot he had brought back this time, and he was not sure whether this thing would really cause any harm to his group, Liang Feifan thought about it for a few seconds. After decisively shaking the foreign aid, Big E confirmed the fact that they would never be seriously injured by Fenris's Wolf Wine. After hearing Big E's confirmation, the expressions of the other hammer guys finally showed a little bit of eagerness to try.

"However, it's best for Liang Feifan to take the first sip yourself? Nothing will happen anyway, right?"

The silence began to overtake the fire.

"...Well, that's okay."

Because he was really curious about what Fenris' Wolf Wine tasted like, and because Big E was vouching for it, Liang Feifan finally stretched out his hand, poured the wine, and drank——

With a "puch" sound, a large amount of water mist was sprayed out in one go.

"Why does Fenris's Wolf Wine smell of snakehead water? Could it be that this hellish drink also exists in the 40K universe?"

"What kind of hell smell is this? I'll drink it."

Seeing Liang Feifan spitting out water, the God's Choice, who felt curious, also poured a glass of wine and drank it in one gulp.

"Puff!"

The God's Choice also successfully turned into a spray generator in a second.

"I didn't taste the taste of white snake grass water, but how can I taste the taste of raw cucumber in this wine? Oh, and there is also an indescribable smell like the skin of some animal!"

"Huh? I don't believe that this thing tastes so strange!"

The two hammer guys were tricked and successfully attracted the third hammer guy to enjoy the taste of Fenris Wolf Wine. After a while, this weird-looking hammer guy followed the footsteps of the first two. Well, but the good thing is that Gu didn't spray it like Liang Feifan and the God's Choice, but swallowed it hard.

"I...I mean, how did the Fenris brothers successfully brew so many strange flavors together? Or is it just our own problem? Because of our dimension, we successfully tasted every flavor of Fenris Wolf Wine?"

The muffled voice that barely made his brain ignore the strange taste in his mouth spoke.

".....According to the plot, the base of Fenris Wolf Wine, which is made by fermenting a bunch of plants on Fenris, tastes like a mixture of motor oil and acid to the Space Marines - to put it bluntly, it is not tasty. So, the wolf wine we drink now, at least the taste is still within the normal drinkable range?" The political commissar frowned and thought. Although Fenris Wolf Wine is an important part of the background setting of the Space Wolves, GW did not describe this thing too much. Therefore, the political commissar recalled in her mind for a long time before she remembered a short plot describing the taste of Fenris Wolf Wine. "Probably..... So, what should we do with the remaining wine? I think it's a waste to throw it away."

After hearing what the political commissar said about the original taste of Fenris Wolf Wine, Liang Feifan suddenly felt that the taste of the jar of Fenris Wolf Wine he had salvaged was not so unacceptable - well, although, although, he still didn't want to drink it, and he could be sure that other people probably didn't want to drink this stuff either...

"That's easy! This stuff can be the price of the punishment game! Most people are fine now, right?"

Abathur's eyes turned, and he suddenly thought of a good idea.

The Hammers nodded. Now the Balaton world is undergoing a post-war inventory, and the Hammers really have nothing to do in the short term.

"Let's take the chess pieces we are currently waiting for, pull up a table, and play a boarding battle that doesn't require too many units! Whoever loses gets a drink, how about that?"

"Sounds good?"

"Cheers! Come on!"

Forty-eight. What is the next target world...?

"..... We have completed the reconstruction of 45.31% of the communication network in the main foundry area, and restarted the production functions of 22.56% of the factories in the main foundry area that have been confirmed to be uncontaminated by heretics and do not require much manpower support. In addition, the inventory work of the warehouse area in the main foundry area has also been completed. It is progressing steadily. At present, we have confirmed that the materials that can be used are as follows..."

The incarnation of the egg, Bishop Egg of the Oil Man chess pieces, sat in his chair, shaking his mechanical arm, pulling out screens of projection in the air, so that various data were presented one by one on the data boards of other imperial members attending the meeting - especially the Lord of Maldius and the Rune Priest Tolom who temporarily replaced the Galli Wolf to attend the meeting. Looking at these intelligences that all represent good news, the expressions of several real imperial people finally changed from the seriousness at the end of the war to a smile.

"....In summary, our progress in re-controlling the world of Balaton has advanced to 19.22%, and the progress in re-controlling the main casting area has advanced to 81.65%. Data calculations show that after 23 Terra natural days, we will be able to stabilize the space route from Sosekhi to Balaton again."

After saying a lot of things, the egg-like engine oil man bishop sat down and gave the right to speak to Gu-and when Gu's descended body chess piece stood up, the rune priest Tolom, who was very familiar with the physical performance of Astartes in various states, simply realized that the state of this extreme warrior seemed not to be very good?

"Brother Gu, after the meeting, can you please go to the camp of the Space Wolves for a drink?"

Because he didn't know that the reason why this extreme warrior who often dealt with him looked a little sluggish was that his 'body' drank too much Fenris wolf wine, so that he was still in a state of mental trauma. So, when he heard Tolom's invitation to the banquet, Gu naturally felt something in his stomach turning up.

"Thank you, but I still have a lot of work to do and can't rest."

After trying hard to get rid of some smells that normal people can't accept from his mind, Gu quickly entered the state and began to report what he was responsible for. Tolom was not angry when he was rejected by Gu. After all, he also knew that once the Astartes of the Extreme Warriors were involved in management and diplomacy, more than 80% of them would become workaholics...

"I have had a series of discussions with Liang Xian's people. The new leader they sent believes that although the prophecy has revealed the most critical scene, the end has not yet come. Therefore, they hope that both of us will continue to maintain the alliance. protocol."

"This group of Ada... I have to admit that they are indeed worthy of the wolf wine of Fenris."

Hearing that after suffering such losses, the Ark Eldar were still willing to continue fighting side by side with the Emperor, Trom couldn't help but smile - admittedly, as an Astartes, he still He will be wary that these aliens may do something detrimental to the empire at a critical moment. However, the tragic sacrifices made by the Adas in the recent Battle of Balaton have been recognized by this veteran warrior.

"Next, let me report..."

Seeing Gu sit down, the descendant of the political commissar sister - his commander who drove the legendary shadow sword immediately picked up the bus and reported the loss of the 51st regiment's vehicles in a serious manner. After the report, the political commissar sister immediately He turned around to control his iron-handed father and made another report.

In this way, one by one, the hammer guys used reports to inform the people of the True Empire in a very 'reasonable' way about the military forces that could still be mobilized, the materials that could be utilized, and other important battlefield data. ——As the intelligence and data in these reports slowly became intertwined into a web, the true purpose of the hammer guys also "surfaced".

"The battle in Balaton World can basically be declared to have entered the final stage, and the arrangement of troops and supplies will be completed in the near future. Next, which world should we choose as the main direction of attack in the next stage?"

————————————The dividing line of heresy————————————————

Drunk and dreaming of life and death, ignoring worldly affairs.

Calanz no longer knows how many days he has been immersed in the "Gentle Country" - or, in other words, since the war gang members he sent out to find the empire's possible space power disappeared inexplicably, and he did not even send a word back. , this person felt that something was completely wrong

The leader of the Angels of Paradise warband decisively plunged himself into extreme decadence - his destruction was so complete that even his chief wizard, who also belonged to the Slaanesh warband, could not stand it anymore.

"Boom!!"

Accompanied by the sound of the door being violently kicked open, a ray of light was not too dazzling, but it was already a bit irritating to Calanz, who had been in the dark for a long time in his room with no light at all. Light fell upon the face of the leader of the Chaos Astartes warband. Under this 'fresh' pleasure, Calanz, who had just enjoyed a horrific meal with ingredients that no mortal could even imagine, finally opened his mutated and huge pupils and looked at the man standing at the door. people.

"Aha - my wizard, come on... I... I thought of a good cooking technique again, and now I have the ingredients at hand, let's do it together...?"

"No, Calanz, now is not the time."

The wizard of Calanz, who looked up and down for a while but found it useless, did not speak. He directly concentrated his spiritual energy to guide the power of joy in the supreme sky to the real world, and then blasted them into Calanz simply and crudely. in the room. When the purple halo representing the power of Slaanesh spread in the room and then disappeared, the leader of the Angels of Paradise warband, who experienced the fleeting joy, let out a loud voice that even the wizard had to lift his staff to defend himself. screams.

"Ah - ah!! Waste - waste! You can obviously - obviously you can -!"

"After everything is over, you have plenty of time to enjoy. Now, the warband needs you to make a decision. Kalans, the power turmoil in the subspace tells me that the group of trash in Balaton has no information. The false emperor's The dog is very likely to take control of it again."

"Um?"

Forty-nine. The troops are divided into two groups...probably

Udal World, Nest City No. 1, the original governor's residence.

Flesh becomes flowers, blood becomes rivers, bones become sculptures, skin becomes flags, and mourning becomes joy.

Surrounded by bursts of weird aroma that could make a mortal intoxicated to death, Calanz, whose brain was finally 'retrieved' by his chief wizard, sat in a prototype that was probably some kind of imperial vehicle, but the inside was completely Different gadgets, with several of their own soldiers, strode into this 'finely crafted' palace. Deep in this desecrated devil's cave, his chief wizard was already waiting there.

"Show me what you see, wizard."

After carefully selecting in the room for a while, he finally found a seat that satisfied him with its softness, smell, and screams. Calanz carefully lifted up the thin gauze on his body, which was very elegant. sat on it. He signaled his chief wizard to present the revelation of the Supreme Heaven before his eyes.

"yes."

Hearing Calansh's words, the Slaanesh wizard who had been waiting for this moment immediately channeled his filthy power, causing the sixty-six victims bound by him next to the ceremony table to be killed in less than tenths of a second. Precisely dismantled into 'living parts'. As the screams of the victims came to an abrupt end, the ritual venue, infected by pain, suddenly erupted with gorgeous deep purple light, mixed with countless weird lines that would make mortals go crazy or fall just by looking at it— -Although these lines quickly disappeared as the light dissipated, the unnatural observation ability of the Fallen of Slaanesh allowed Calanz to easily imprint them into his mind.

"..."

After savoring the sensual pleasure this dark ritual gave him for a while, Karanz slowly 'interpreted' the few words his wizard had presented to him in his mind - following the lines lurking in the lines. The dark secret was stripped away in his mind, and a rare expression called 'dignified' appeared on Karanshi's mutated face.

"Too many blanks, wizard, can you find some more sacrifices to make the revelation clearer?"

"Sorry, Karanz, finding this information is my limit."

He recalled that he wanted to get closer to the truth about Balaton, but before he started casting the spell, he felt a strange, trembling feeling in his heart. The wizard of Slaanesh's warband decisively and un-Slaanesh admitted that his power had its limits, and would not increase his strength in this matter at all.

"How many more sacrifices can we find that can be used? I mean, the kind whose souls can still satisfy the Lord of Indulgence."

Hearing that his wizard rejected his proposal, Karanz nodded noncommittally and quickly assessed the known information in his mind - soon, the fallen Astartes came to the conclusion, no matter what Whether the world of Balaton was burned by the servants of the Corpse Emperor, even the few manpower under his command would be impossible to fight against such a force.

Ever since, he was ready to ‘do big things’.

"a lot of."

"Very good, then, apart from these sacrifices, how many mortals do we have that can be armed?"

"enough."

The wizard, who was fully aware of what his boss was planning in his mind, answered these two questions without any hesitation. After hearing his wizard's response, Karanshi felt that "this wave must be done." A 'gorgeous' smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

"Make all the other guys into suitable materials, and I will see the main areas of Udal decorated beautifully within a month - ah - it must be incomparable

Gorgeous..."

Karanshi, who had already 'imagined' what the future Udal world would look like in his mind, suddenly twitched his hands and feet, foamed at the mouth, and his body jerked, giving the poor man sitting on him a brief relief. Looking at the warband leader rolling around in the mess on the ground, the Slaanesh wizard, who no longer cared what he was going to do, nodded slowly.

"Do your will."

————————————The dividing line among hammer guys————————————————

"So, the next target is the Udal Hive World?"

Above the Queen of Glory, Shenjing, who had been idle for the past two days and was about to become moldy, stretched out her hand, pulling the rib carriers she projected into the universe, letting them wander aimlessly in the void, while chatting with the political commissar sister beside her. Touching the sky - and beside him, Abathur, who had been monitoring the psychic fluctuations in the Udal world, was already eager to try. He almost stuffed all the troops he could use into the spore sac, and F2A went down.

"Yes, although we have put forward the suggestion that the empire is currently a bit short of manpower and should we first find ways to obtain some veterans from the agricultural world, the two commanders of the empire believe that even though we have no support for Balaton The raid in this world can be said to be perfect. However, as long as the military quality of Udal's world is not much lower than the average, it will be a matter of time for those heretical traitors to discover that Balaton has returned to the empire - so, although Udal sees it from all angles It has become a world of negative value. However, in order to prevent the entire Morton Hess galaxy from being too severely affected, solving Udal must be the top priority next."

The political commissar shrugged her shoulders and gave a quiet answer.

"...A world with negative value? If this sounds like a normal situation, Udal seems to be subject to an extermination order."

Abathur complained with a subtle expression.

"After the meeting, I used Iron Father's chess piece to talk about this matter with the Rune Priest of the Wolf Group. He meant that in a certain sense, our attack on Udal must be an alternative extermination order. No pity, no sympathy."

"......this?"

After hearing what the political commissar said, the expressions of the two hammer guys who did not attend the meeting suddenly froze.

"It has been contained for too long, and we cannot be merciful now if we do not want to see the corruption resurgence from deep within Udal's core in the future - these were his words when we chatted with me."

The political commissar sighed heavily. Like other Hammers, he didn't want things to move towards a life-first perspective. But the hammer guys also understand that if they don't do this, they will have fled back to their world to find Big E in exchange for rewards. However, what about the empire?

"...In this case, the Imperial people in the agricultural world will have to resist for at least a while longer - wait, how about I go play with my ribs?"

Shen Jing, who felt that he was idle in the sky, suddenly clapped his hands and made a suggestion that made the political commissar sister's brows twitch.

"...You plan to recreate the Battle in Heaven? Now that they haven't gone to heaven yet, it's possible that the war is not exciting enough. Aren't you afraid that those greenskins will get excited and just point out weird things and start causing chaos?"

"Actually, I think it's okay. Greenskins are afraid of beheading, so there's no harm in beheading and maiming them in advance. How about I go down here and order some bean sprouts?"

Liang Feifan suddenly appeared, with an expression on his face that said, "I don't think this is a big deal." Seeing the two aliens reaching the PY deal without any warning, Abathur also raised his hand.

"Alien coalition? Count me in!"