Warhammer 40K! The Queen of Glory for Hammer Guys

——————————Glory Queen————————————————

"This amount..."

"This quality..."

"I guess the average Astartes regiment will probably be defeated if they engage in street fighting with them?"

"It's hard to say, I think we still have to watch the plot."

"The plot is the plot. This street battle is so ambushed that it's hard to fight. If I were the real commander, I would probably have to clear the area regardless of the heavy firepower of 3721. Is this the only way to ensure safety?"

"You think that if you really do this, you might be dragged out and beaten. In theory, this tactic is not in the holy book and is quite wasteful?"

"...Well, if we were really born in the Hammer World, we wouldn't be able to become Astartes commanders. We can only become an Astra Militarum because of the kindness of Big E."

"The Astra Militarum...well, in a sense?"

After obtaining the support from the Silent Underworld Worker Ghost chess pieces, the comfort level of the empire player's coalition army has been greatly improved by a level. It is true that due to the difficulty of command, the Lich using these chess pieces can only be simple. These ghosts were given simple and vague orders to move within the detection range, destroy all explosives, and kill as many chicken thieves as possible. However, this was enough to solve almost all problems on the road.

However, although many problems on the road were solved by the ghosts of the underworld, the hammer guys who used the chess pieces of the imperial faction still felt that their hair stood on end after knowing how much these ghosts had dealt with. Staring at the pictures passed back by the ghost workers, they could completely imagine what kind of results they would get in such a hive if they were simply to command an Astral Legion or an Imperial force such as the Astartes - I'm afraid that before we get halfway there, there will only be a few small fish and shrimps left!

After feeling for a while that the reality of the Hammer world is indeed cruel and full of death, and that it is easy to meet love just around the corner, the Hammer guys naturally entered a relaxed stage again - a certain person who has not been found yet but seems to be The ghosts discovered some clues and became the object of their ridicule.

"If the chicken thieves leader in this area knew how their battle plan was demolished, wouldn't they scream that they don't follow martial ethics?"

"Indeed, it's just that the black bean sprouts and rows were added to the

Wouldn’t the leader of Gu Chong feel that he is even less ethical? "

"Being served by the first two of the three overlords in the history of the Galaxy, the leader should have passed away with a smile on his face, right?"

"...I think it must have been full of bad words when it died - Hey, look at the map, are you almost at the target location?"

"It's almost there - Lich! Change the order! Let the ghost workers go in and don't waste time. Mark the marks and mark out as many chickens and thieves inside as possible. Then, prepare all firepower vehicles - open the way with artillery !”

9. Another loyal team

"Scratch-"

Along with the slight sound of paint and rust being scraped off the metal, a white mark appeared on a metal wall panel that was obviously old. Astra Militarum Lieutenant Borison inserted his dagger back into the knife In the sheath, he sat on the ground, looked at the six marks he had carved, and let out a long sigh.

"Your Majesty, we have been trapped here for six days."

"The supplies we have can last for another day, sir. What if we still can't contact other troops tomorrow?"

Next to Borison, a childish-looking Astra Militarum soldier grimaced as he repeatedly counted the cans, energy bars, drinking water, fuel and other resources in front of them, but no matter how he counted, these resources were the most They can only hold on for one day - after tomorrow, they will be in trouble due to lack of daily necessities. In less than half a week, the people here will most likely be dying.

"We will have our last meal and drink before rushing out to serve the Emperor."

Opposite the young Astra Militarum, another man was wearing a slightly loose Astra Militarum uniform and a slightly too small hat on his head. He carefully wiped the laser rifle in his hand with a rag. As if it were wiped to look as beautiful as the factory - unlike the other Astra Militarum here, this warrior with a slightly gangster face is a member of the local Planetary Defense Force. When his comrades opened fire on the Astra Militarum soldiers because of the orders of the Planetary Governor, the man who had saved his life in the previous battle and thus formed a war-torn friendship with Borison led the way. He followed Paulison's team to retreat from the intricate roads in the lower nest, and finally successfully set up camp temporarily under the eyes of the chicken thieves at the large power station - although when the camp was successfully set up, Paulison's team was counted as wounded soldiers. , there are only seven people left...

"Tomorrow, I will open the way. How many melta grenades do we have left?"

After listening to the Planetary Defense soldier's words, Borison was silent for a few seconds before speaking.

"Six. In addition, Lieutenant, we also have two packs of explosives - everything we seized from those damn aliens is usable. I checked."

"Very good. Everyone's light gun energy batteries are full, right?"

"Maintain full energy at all times, Lieutenant."

"Okay, where's the flamethrower? How much fuel is left?"

"Enough to burn until I die for the Emperor, Lieutenant."

After asking a few more questions about weapons and equipment, and confirming that the guys they had were still reliable and durable, Lieutenant Borison walked to a corner of the room, half-knelt on the ground, and began to inspect a piece of equipment on the ground. It was a piece of equipment with a strap for hanging on the chest. It had a large caliber and a huge magazine. It was used to launch heavy grenades - the first few rounds of grenades had destroyed many of the evil alien troops, and An alien pursuit has been thwarted, and tomorrow, the last grenade will find its home.

"!!!"

When Lieutenant Borison used the light source he carried to determine whether there were any problems with the grenade launcher that might affect its use tomorrow, a slight tremor was transmitted to his body along the metal ground under his feet, followed by The rumbling sound of cannons made him stand up straight in surprise.

"Is this...the sound of Leman Russ firing?"

"Lieutenant?"

Before Lieutenant Borison could answer, a heavier sound came into his ears, followed by a more terrifying tremor. Lieutenant Borison found out in his mind what weapon the sound belonged to. With lightning speed, he hung the grenade launcher on his body, picked up two melta grenades and hung them on his waist, and grabbed an explosive pack.

"Emperor's warriors! Reinforcements are coming! Let's rush out!!!"

——————————Glory Queen——————————————

"In some ways, I feel like we're bullying people."

The political commissar sister was sitting on a comfortable chair in front of the 3D projection screen, eating imperial delicacies, watching the imperial vehicles continue to fire, her tone was full of 'sigh' - under normal circumstances, using vehicles Unless the firepower is a covering strike, it is absolutely impossible to cause a serious blow to the thieves lurking in the large power station that has been transformed into a quasi-fortress. And using a covering strike means that it will cause serious damage to the large power station itself. Irreversible damage. However, under the guidance of the Ghost Worker, the positions of the chicken thieves in the large power station were easily grasped, and the projected chess pieces showed amazing accuracy under the influence of 100% command efficiency. After two rounds of shelling, the thick reinforced gate of the large power station turned into a huge pit, and all the chicken thieves in the circle around the gate turned into protein - broken. Huan;: welcome "in?"

"! Enter? [,! Night; attack"; of": month:? fee.'group;:]:.6;9?.4?:9.,3:""6!,1:3"; 5?."

"They're moving, so we need to re-aim."

The lich who controlled the underworld ghost looked at the latest transmitted information and raised his eyebrows. After two rounds of surprise bombardment, the chicken thieves in the large power station began to move, which greatly increased the difficulty of their artillery bombardment. It is estimated that with one to two rounds of bombardment at most, their troops would have to go in and engage in a serious street battle with the chicken thieves. .

"The chicken thieves are not stupid, and they will definitely not stand there in vain. Let the boss and the space warriors pay attention to their surroundings. Otherwise, it will be troublesome if the chicken thieves charge into the vehicle area... Huh? Are there loyalists? "

"Loyalists? Where are they? I saw it, I saw it! Quick, quick, let the Astartes pick them up! Don't let them be shot in the dark on the road!!"

10. Pre-war meeting of hammer guys

"Honored Septon Astartes, this is a map of all the areas of this great power station that he can remember drawn by one of my men, Lys, who worked here for some time."

In a Chimera personnel carrier that served as a temporary headquarters, Lieutenant Borison carefully placed a piece of paper on the table that was crooked but could still be seen to be a map after a careful examination. He unfolded it and flattened it, and at the same time tried his best to suppress his inner excitement - he never dreamed that he could escape from such a desperate situation, let alone that he would have the opportunity to meet the legendary Ah Fight alongside Brother Start!

"..."

Brother Astartes, who was standing opposite Borison, did not speak. Instead, he leaned down slightly and looked at the map carefully. It was obvious that he was trying to memorize the map in his mind.

After about a minute of touching, the Astartes monk made a 'nod' gesture to Borison and walked out of the Chimera with heavy steps. Almost five minutes after the Brother Astartes left, Maldi's commissar stepped onto the vehicle.

"Commissar Caijins, how is my young man?"

Seeing the political commissar getting into the car, Borison immediately turned his head and said hello to Caijins. After Caijins gave Paulison a "very good" look, he walked to the opposite side of Borison and sat down. on the chair.

"Excellent, I'm sure they can't wait to join us with our reinforcements to put the Emperor's wrath into the minds of those # @★*! things and return the Great Power Station to the Empire."

As political commissar Kaiggins spoke, he took out a small box from his arms and pushed it in front of Borison. Looking at the small box with the mark of the Ministry of Military Affairs on it, Borison had a flash of doubt in his eyes and stretched out his hand to take it. Open.

Then……

"Candy and cigarettes? I don't need these. I'm in good shape. Take them and share them with my boys, especially the Planet Defense Force - he even chose to betray his family in order to save us. "

"Everyone has one, one box per person. The Planetary Defense Force named Reese you mentioned also got a box of chocolates because of his loyal behavior. Of course, Lieutenant, he needs other things more."

"Commissar Caijins, are you ready?"

Paulison looked happy when he heard the implication of Commissar Caijins' words.

"If we succeed in returning this planet to the Empire, then I will definitely write a report on his contribution to the Empire - of course, if I return to the Golden Throne in advance, then please say a word to him on my behalf Feel sorry."

————Queen of Glory——————

"How to fight this?"

Under the combined influence of Reese's map and the wandering ghosts of the underworld, combined with the thinking of some hammer guys, and the powerful computing power of the Glory Queen class gifted by the emperor, most of the areas of the large power station were The veil was lifted in front of Hammer Man. Looking at this large power station area, which covers an area of ​​more than 30 square kilometers and is intricate inside, a group of hammer guys collectively fell into a head-scratching state - they did have enough soldiers and food, but the problem was that they couldn't simply f2a it in the face of this kind of power station area. The place to go down, um...

"How about asking those Astra Militarum brothers, especially the political commissar and the lieutenant?"

After discussing for half an hour without coming up with a reliable plan, Lich Lord threw himself on the chair and made a suggestion.

"The method is good. They are definitely more professional than us."

The political commissar sister nodded and felt that this was completely feasible. It would definitely be the best solution to leave professional matters to professionals. I just wanted to ask them, but I have a small question...

"How to ask? Who asked using a chess piece model? Will the voice reveal the secret? By the way, none of us can speak High Gothic!"

"The model is easy to talk about. Whether it is the Astartes or the Astra Militarum, we have command models. We have translators for languages. Don't be afraid. The voice can also be solved with a voice changer. How to ask is a big problem - in the Astartes They don’t feel like they have a voice when they’re there.”

"Then first return the Astra Militarum to the Astra Militarum, and the Astartes to the Astartes, and drag them to hold a short meeting as Astra Militarum officers. See what they think is a little troublesome, let Astra Just go up to Tate, and if that doesn’t work, let Liang Feifan and the others use some alien stuff to try to get out of the way - Liang Feifan, Silence! Can you support us if there is a problem here? "

"When we get rid of this bunch of rebel stuff blocking the door,

Besides - why don't you attack later? "

"It's not a big problem. It's definitely impossible for our troops to move in now - wait until you find out that there are really no thieves among the rebels?"

"No, at least none of the rebels who are being beaten by us have any chicken thieves coming out. There are no chicken thieves in the nest traitor army on the planet where the chicken thieves rebelled. This is so interesting."

"What are they doing now?"

"They are blocking the road from the lower nest to the middle nest, and they have also prepared a lot of poison gas canisters - this is just an exit. Judging from my black bean sprouts, the poison gas is lethal to chicken thieves, even pure bloods. The kind that are going to be tricked - poor chicken thieves, looking at their posture, they probably won't be able to do anything even if they take down the nest. The people above are just squatting on them."

"This operation is a bit outrageous... Do you think this planet governor believes in a certain plan? The remaining three disciples of my dear brother should not do this kind of operation, right?"

"There is something to say, Liang Feifan! Silence! If the governor of this planet is the believer who knows the plan, he will soon be exposed - take it easy, don't be deceived!"

"Well, we'll be careful."

11. The rebel camp was easily wiped out

——————Push the time forward about two hours, and the area where the lower nest and the middle nest are combined——————————

"Dang-dang-hoo-hoo-"

Accompanied by the sound of metal floors being stepped on and loud gasping, in a dim alley with only some unknown light sources barely able to point the way, a man wearing a Planet Defense Force uniform was running desperately. From time to time, The man would also look back behind him. Although there was no one in the alley, the man's frightened expression and the trembling that flashed from time to time in his eyes all showed that he was afraid of something and that he was avoiding What are you wearing?

Finally, after running wildly for almost ten minutes, he finally stopped slowly, holding his hands on the cold wall and breathing heavily - the roads in the hive city have always been complicated, even for people who live near an area. It's impossible to know where all the exits lead. Therefore, there is a high probability that I have... settled...?

The next moment, the air temperature around the man dropped suddenly. The water vapor in the alley condensed into small water droplets, which hung on the wall next to the man, on his clothes, and even on his face. A biting coldness washed over the man. His spirit almost made him want to scream - he knew that the hunter was coming! I am about to be hunted! I have to run...run...run...

However, the scythe of death has been swung, and his cry has been strangled in his throat forever. At the last moment of his life, what he saw was a dark silhouette emerging from the shadows, and a ball of green magic fire. What he heard was the sound of his own flesh and blood being torn apart and his life force drained away. In endless pain, the traitor's fate came to an end. He fell silently on the streets of the hive city, on the streets of the place where he had sworn to protect it but betrayed it so easily.

When this man's life was harvested, the camp where the army he served before was already in chaos. After discovering that there was such a rebel camp blocking the door, and there were quite a few rebels, Silence After thinking about it with Liang Feifan, they realized that even if the two of them dominated the two races, Pork Ribs and Black Bean Sprouts, which were a bit unreasonable in the Warhammer universe, it would not be a good choice to go head-on. As a result, they chose a "despicable" tactical plan-starting by cutting off the power in this area.

The tactics were successful and the effect was outstanding. After the power and communications in the camp area where he was located suffered major problems one after another, the commander of this rebel army, no matter how slow-minded, realized that he was being targeted by something. After receiving the news that people in several sentries in the military camp suddenly disappeared without leaving even a trace of blood, no matter how stupid he was, he would have thought that the thing that was targeting him would most likely be. There is nothing that the soldiers at hand can't deal with. Waiting in this military camp is no different from slow death!

Ever since, for the sake of glory and wealth, this governor did not hesitate to follow him, and the rebel commander who betrayed the empire unceremoniously chose to abandon his troops. He took his own soldiers and climbed into an armored vehicle, hoping to leave this death vortex before most people in the battalion noticed. However, he had already been locked in position by black bean sprouts and pork ribs, and he could not escape far at all. In full view of the public, the rebel commander, his soldiers, and his armored vehicle were all captured before they even left the camp. It exploded into a ball of slag. Well, the reason why I use 'explosion' is because afterwards, the three or two kittens who were lucky enough to survive in the camp swore that they had no idea how their command did not fall off. Anyway, in the blink of an eye, they The car in which their commander was sitting was even connected to their commander and did not fall off!

Follow that up and blow up the camp.

Stimulated by the unknown deadly threat, these rebels, who were mostly from the scum of the hive city and had no systematic military training at all, exposed their true nature one by one and picked up whatever they could. The thing started crazy mode like crazy. They would either randomly fire their guns and try to 'kill' enemies who didn't even know where they were, or they would try to find ways to leave the camp and go to the safe zone they thought they had. And all this in silence makes the scarab

They eroded part of the area, causing those hive areas to suddenly collapse together with the people above them. After entering the lower hive and reaching its peak, chaos spread, and the living people - although most people were still alive - had all the thoughts in their minds. Only one word and words related to this word are left.

escape! The further away you can run, the better! !

However, the shadow has spread. Where can the fleeing rebels, a group of guys who betrayed the empire and abandoned their courage, go? As the forces of the Necrons and Black Spirits spread out, the fleeing rebels fell to the ground one after another, either barely leaving a whole body, or... no bones left.

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

"Get it, if the planet governor doesn't have any outrageous methods, it will probably take him about a week to realize that his key camp has been destroyed."

Instructing the technical units in his chopsticks to restore a series of things in the camp, and compiling a large number of false signal feedbacks, Shenjing rubbed his hands to indicate that his chopsticks work was completed.

"My troops also hunted down those who escaped as much as possible - give me those poison cans?"

Due to command effectiveness issues, Liang Feifan, who was unable to let his Black Bean Sprout troops hunt down the deserters in this camp more accurately, inquired as the Black Bean Sprouts retreated. 【Huan;:Welcome "in?"!In?【,!night;attack";'s":月:?Fei.'qun;:】:.6;9?.4?:9.,3:"" 6!,1:3";5?."

"Okay, but what are you going to do with them?"

"Isn't the answer obvious..."

Liang Feifan said this and looked towards the Lich. The hammer guys of the imperial chess pieces were seriously talking to Caijins and Borison through the chess pieces, discussing the best plan to attack the large power station. From the map Look, the outline of the offensive plan has emerged, and the next step is to add details.

"Using the waste and giving it to the thieves to enjoy themselves if necessary, is there anything wrong with it?"

12. Prelude to the attack

The time, Terra Standard Time, is six in the morning.

The location is in a Chimera personnel carrier.

Maldy was checking her gun.

Maldy's Astra Militarum colleagues are also carefully checking their weapons and equipment.

Lieutenant Borison has completed his equipment inspection and is caressing the power sword in his hand fondly - this is the most valuable thing among the personal supplies he received before the war. The handle feels perfect and the balance is excellent. It is a high-quality, powerful Seiko power sword. In fact, after learning that this Seiko power sword was part of the armed supplies that he could obtain, he almost didn’t think that this support force had something that shouldn’t be supplies. The box was taken out...

"This is not an ordinary Seiko power sword, and this gun is not an ordinary Seiko laser pistol."

Like Lieutenant Borison, Commissar Caijins, who also received a set of personal equipment supplies, was completing the final wearing process of the carapace while talking to Lieutenant Borison. Hearing what the political commissar said, There was a hint of astonishment on Lieutenant Borison's face.

"Not ordinary?"

"At least the precision equipment I have seen and used is not as good as them."

Compared to Borison, Political Commissar Kaiggins is undoubtedly more knowledgeable. After trying out these weapons for a while, he has a clear idea - the equipment given to them by this mysterious reinforcements are all top-notch precision weapons. Waiting for the goods, God knows if they dug them out of the gift box they were going to give as a gift to someone!

"You gave us something like this so easily..."

Looking at the power sword in his hand, which was evaluated by Commissar Caijins as 'much better than ordinary precision equipment', Borison suddenly felt that Alexander, as an ordinary Astra Militarum officer, although he had been able to hold it before There are weapons and equipment that are a little better than the average Astra Militarum, but they are all in the category of ordinary weapons. This is evaluated by the political commissar of my family as a Seiko gadget that is better than the average Seiko...