Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire

Before humans stepped into the void to explore the confused Milky Way, compared to the brilliance produced by powerful weapons like volcano cannons or cyclone torpedoes that destroy the atmosphere, most humans' understanding of top-level lethality still remained in the abstract and "primitive" concept of nuclear bombs. The weapons are there.

It is a product of the same era as those shell ejectors (the collective name for automatic firearms used by the Empire) that are widely circulated in the Empire. Even though the Imperial Guard no longer uses automatic firearms much, nuclear bombs are still a frequent visitor to the Extinction Order.

The destructive monster prototype warhead has been modified by the Mechanicus, and Ruming has turned into a crazy time bomb. When its timing device is activated with the standard electromagnetic holy symbol of the Imperial Guard, the kind of destruction is dripping. The countdown sound is eerie.

"Holy Emperor, boss, they actually succeeded..." The second lieutenant who was walking with Knight Taita looked at the force-sensing mechanical arm of the heavy industrial truck clumsily lifting the terrifying murderous explosive in a place convenient for it to use its force.

At this moment, there is a ridiculously large hat on the roof of the tower of the recycling station, and that thing will destroy the entire city.

And Ruming, the bustling place where tens of millions of imperial citizens once lived, has become a dark and dilapidated ruin. If the bright light of the Lumen Tower where they were stationed had not shined there, it would have been as dark as death.

It's crazy to say that during that time, Alan Beyer had begun to miss the mud and moisture on the surface. Life in artificial gravity and adamantine was not romantic, or even in line with human nature.

The only humane thing about Ru Ming's place was gone, and he did not want to be destroyed by the Imperial Guard himself.

Alan Bair looked at the kraft paper written in his lap. The structure and weaknesses of the Tau's main battleship were marked on it. Although the performance of the Tau's fishing boats in the void battle was not good, hundreds of years ago, they Crazy learning and experience in wars with the Empire, Eldar, and Orcs, the battle loss ratio of Ming's new generation of fishing boats has gradually reached a very normal situation.

The intelligence contained therein is also very important to the Empire. Based on this, the Tau will also fall out with the Eldar, so the entire battle situation will be reversed, although the Red Pirate traitor troops still account for ten percent of the thousand-ship fleet. Four, but if Tau is willing to join the Empire's team, the combat effectiveness gap in the battle can be reduced to 6 between the enemy and 4 between them.

Intelligence is the best gift the Emperor has given them. As if destined, the balance of victory is approaching the Imperial Guard.

"Lieutenant Colonel, we're in the car!" Sergeant Catachan shouted, and Alan Bair also crawled out of his thoughts. He was walking on the new Salamander tank, standing at the observation hole on the roof, looking at the dark That city, and those Dark Eldar have probably evacuated. Even if they come, there will be no heavy firepower to break through the knight titan guards and the firepower of the entire Skadi sole regiment.

He can be sure that those aliens will not seek their own death. While his car is there, the tavern owner is performing his unique skills in a narrow space, using the roughest materials and tank coolant to make oil-flavored snake wine, or using The powerful cooling device at the core of the Knight Titan to make popsicles.

It's very cold out there, but popsicles can still make people feel happy. I wonder if the sweetness added to the flavoring of the dried fruits distributed by the Imperial Guard Military Affairs Department will give me a better feeling of living as a human being than eating those things directly.

So much so that the soldiers were praising the tavern owner and saying that he was the most powerful refugee they had ever seen. In contrast, the female intelligence officer in the east chose to dress herself as a vulnerable group and called the tavern owner father and daughter.

God knows how many times they have done that. At least their cooperation is not awkward. At least Alan Bayer knows that in that dark universe where the entertainment industry is not as developed as in the previous life, there are no so-called veteran actors, and people are more likely to be deceived. .

Alan Bayer took a sip of coffee. They had left the recycling station far away and arrived at the edge of the city. The place with tens of millions of people in the east was actually much larger than a big city, and the degree of urbanization was indescribably high.

"That's almost it..." He raised his head and asked if such a scene is necessary. Can it be observed with the naked eye?

Whether he can be considered a human or not is another matter. At least he is not as powerful as a space warrior, and the distance should be within a safe zone.

My thoughts are messy, but smoke rises in the distance, and the shining light and heat of the mushroom cloud cracks in the dark city at this moment. It seems that if that place becomes dark, it will display the dazzling and deadly fireworks at this moment, and that color And the heat performance is worthy of its price.

The large mushroom cloud that spread out here with tens of millions of deaths almost broke through the adamantine dome, but that powerful energy was quickly dispersed by the empire's top engineering products. In many cases, adamantine was not strong. , but its capacity for absorption is strong.

But the power of nuclear bombs is not the impact, and there may not be habitable life there for a long time.

"It's over." The Chief of Staff sighed, and it was difficult to imagine whether it was because of their actions, taking away the lives and shelter of the citizens of the empire.

Alan Baier answered no. "Is that necessary? This is the right way."

"Did those people say that when they signed the East Extermination Order?" The staff officer looked sideways at the recruits he brought out. At this moment, he was already a bit like those high-ranking guys. He didn't know whether they were good or bad. , after all, at the end of that dark fourth millennium, was ruthlessness a good quality?

The crew arrived at the checkpoint, and the Imperial Guardsmen carefully checked the situation of the Skadi Regiment. Because of the changes in the Dark Eldar, all members of the Imperial Guards were required to recite the entire battlefield prayer individually to pass the checkpoint. If nothing unexpected happened, the number of Skadi who could pass the checkpoint was less than 3,000.

Obviously, there were more than 7,000 Eldar hiding, so the Skadi Regiment was very "Catachan". The Catachans were called "Mini Ogryn" by the Military Affairs Department not only because they had a bad relationship with the Military Affairs Department.

Therefore, the checkpoint question became Alanbair asking the Skadi veterans about their past honors, and those things must be unknown to the Red Pirates, and even the current new Military Affairs Department had few people who knew.

In the completely closed small house, Alanbair asked tirelessly. "What are they eating on the planet of Flakesia."

The sergeant answered. "The sharp-toothed fish, you grilled it, it tastes great!"

"Keep your voice down, his ears are not damaged, don't let the alien hear it!" Then Alanbair leaned out of the soundproof room and shouted.

"Keep it!"

Because the Eldar are highly concealed and have well-developed facial features, Alanbair and several Catachan long blades ready to go were in that completely closed room.

A capable female soldier came in first, and she saluted naturally.

"Sergeant Lilith, report to you, Lieutenant Colonel."

Alanbair waved his legs. 'Keep it, then. "

"Answer him, what is the name of the Space Marine regiment that once supported them?"

The lady's face suddenly turned bad. "That... do they ask for battlefield prayers or..."

Alanbair asked. "Tell him, four words, four words of the Loyalists, the Demigods. "

She hesitated a little, Ailanbair swung his legs, and Catachan was swinging his sword forward. Even though she looked so pitiful now, there was nothing she could do. Sometimes such primitive questions could represent many situations. The arrogant aliens who entered the human army in a short time would definitely not be able to fight with humans and then ask about the history of a barbaric human military organization.

And when she removed her phantom device, Ailanbair had to admit that the appearance of those aliens was indeed good. They were all beautiful, but Catachan would not be weak in the legs. Soon, those thick legs and arms Holding down the vicious woman, the alien continued to curse the heroes of the Imperial Guard.

She was soon pressed down, and the questioning continued. Then the situation became very easy. It took people an afternoon to get out of the pass, and Skadi also pulled out about 6 Eldar spies, and those damn conspirators were like flies and maggots, omnipresent.

The burden was lifted, but the war in the void did not stop. With the information, Alanbair knocked on the beautiful wooden door of General Marcato's office.

Dongdongdong.

"Who?" Marcato's voice sounded.

"Lieutenant Colonel Alanbair, reporting to you."

"Come in."

The sound of the wooden door and the special industrial smell of the large amount of kraft paper in the office made people frown. It smelled like the big man Marcato had lived there for a long time. Canned food, starch blocks, and messy piles of kraft paper.

"My lord, how long have you not been out? "Alanbair asked a little worriedly.

Marcato rubbed his rustling beard. "It's been a long time. Looking at those cans, he thought, about four days..."

Alanbair sighed. "Because of the Titanium?"

Marcato nodded. "Those noseless ones are harder to defeat than he thought."

"A truce with the Titanium. After a while, support from other star regions will arrive. He got key intelligence." Alanbair emphasized.

Marcato asked. "He is very grateful for my efforts. Why did the Titanium cease fire with them? What did I get?"

"The deployment of the Dark Eldar's warships. They have hidden about 60 destroyers and 5 battleships in the void. Add to the troops they have shown now, there are more than a hundred warships with good combat effectiveness. "Alanbair took out the things he had copied on kraft paper, and Marcato looked embarrassed after reading it.

"God Emperor, it's terrible, they are asking for 700 warships to form a warship alliance composed of terrible aliens and heretics!"

"No, no, he is confident that the Titanium will form an alliance with them. The Titanium Ruming's troops are added to their warships, 400 warships, added to the Iron Gate, and the enemy's military strength will be equal, not to mention that they will get support from other star regions in three days!" Alanbair said his trump card, and Marcato lowered his head and thought for a long time.

"They went to the Colonni, and he used the flagship of the Imperial Guard to send a communication to the enemy, not to disappoint him, Lieutenant Colonel. "Marcato agreed to the plan, with almost no hesitation.

Alanbair nodded...

In the void, the morale of the Tau tribe was high because the attack was going smoothly. Their clan union was planning a new attack. Four senior officials and four heads became one heart.

Driven by the vast void and macro values, the unity they showed with their fellow tribes made the high lord style of rule, which was the most criticized in the human empire, become extremely smart.

They can easily mobilize their fleets, infantry, and scientific research, as naturally as a small giant.

"They are about to win."

"Humans can't hold on."

The virtual images agreed with each other, but the Shui clan's external glue said. "The reason he summoned you is not because of victory, but because the Imperial Guard needs to negotiate with them."

Another soldier-looking executive shouted. "No one is easy to negotiate. They win and take the reward in return for their good deeds!"

"Their defeat is already determined, they are just delaying for time!"

The most powerful Water caste, at least according to the situation of the Tau clan, he should belong to the Water caste, but the situation of the battleship fleet seems complicated. It can be said that he is conducting external operations, that's all.

Compared to his work, the photo on vellum made the Tau senior executives silent, and the Tu clan senior officials refused to ask. "Why does the empire have that thing? Their previous attacks did not target their core weaknesses at all, but now they tell him that they have known about the highly confidential structure of the ambassadorial level for a long time!?"

The senior Shui clan official cursed. "There are traitors. Those Eldar are begging to eat them up. The Imperial Guard has deciphered the information from the Eldar invasion force!"

"If they don't make peace with the Imperial Guard, then they will be killed by the Eldar! Have they forgotten what they did wrong to their Aether?"

The senior officials of the Fire Clan continued to deny it. "They can take down the Imperial Guard and the Eldar. If they win twice, in addition to the reward, they have a great chance of revenge!"

The senior executive of Shui Clan said. "He admitted that they had a lot of resentments, but the person who made that reconciliation was not an ordinary officer of the Imperial Guard, but the commander of the 4th Skadi Infantry Regiment, Lieutenant Colonel Alan Bair, who was once called Falakxia by humans. The world has been saved by virtue.”

Other high-level colors twitch. "That, that disgusting genestealer incident?"

They have seen relevant photos, mutated, disgusting Tau compatriots and information about the etheric gene stealers who are very accustomed to killing each other. Without the help of Alan Bair, those gene stealers will undoubtedly multiply. No everywhere.

"If he doesn't..." The senior leader of the Fire clan touched his helmet and thought for a moment.

"He agreed to the alliance."

The senior leaders of other clans did not respond with any doubts. "he agrees!"

"he agrees!"

Water, fire, earth, and air were completely reconciled for the first time without ether. Under external pressure and the admonition of the good hero, the clan concept of mutual generation and mutual restraint did not take effect again. Maybe ether was wrong, and this is how titanium should be. Can exert real power, but no matter what, they currently have a goal.

Revenge against the Eldar!

Ark Spirit Tribe (Red Bean Sprouts): Huh? ! What is his cousin stirring up again?