Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire

Chapter 228 Skadi’s War Challenge, Lloyd

The Space Marines breathed heavily. That was considered impolite and would expose oneself in the actions of the Codex Astartes. It was also rejected by most Imperial Chapters, but those traitors had no taboos and even used words like that. The behavior highlights its ferocity.

Those dark-colored and spiked armors were the shelter built by the empire for them. The CSMs (Chaos Space Marines) moved forward in a standard team of four, walking in disorder and looking around.

Two of them were holding bolters on their legs, one was using a plasma rifle, he was holding a chainsword on his legs, and the captain wearing a ring of thorns pressed the door of the east warehouse, and four fallen angels stepped in. The rattling sound of the power armor made people scared. , but that is of no use to the Skadi people.

"Boss, shoot him." The second lieutenant put his carbine in the magazine. The void suit blocked the sound of their wrong words. The high degree of sealing made it impossible for the Space Marines to feel the vibration of the air, which originally hindered Skadi. Human space suits are now actually a good thing.

Alan Bayer said. "Catch him alive. They need information. At least one of them should be kept alive."

"Capture alive?!" That sentence was repeated by about 6-7 officers in almost the same tone. Alan Bayer felt his eardrums trembling. The imperial equipment had no noise reduction or control, and it was like a subwoofer bombing. Mortal eardrums.

"That's enough! Keep your voice down! What will happen if the enemy finds out?!" Alan Bair couldn't bear to curse. At this moment, other soldiers also came to their senses, and Master Catachan said. "Most of the soldiers have taken the citizens to seek refuge. Shandong's elite troops will have no problem taking care of those four, but they can capture them alive..."

"That's not to force others to do something difficult. They are in the dark. Everyone, they are the most powerful soldier unit of the Imperial Guard. If they can't take four Chaos Space Marines, it means one thing. Humanity is hopeless!" Ai Lambair emphasized that in the war between humans and demigods, there was naturally no so-called hesitation. This was the way to solve the mystery of that world.

People's hearts are also restless. For Skadi's veterans, the worship of giants has long since disappeared. The myths they created themselves are no worse than those supermen, so why should they envy and worship them?

The mission order that time was crazy and terrifying, but they were extremely excited. This proved the opportunity of the Imperial Guard. Even if it was written into the Ministry of Military Affairs' official list, there would be no need to change the behavior.

Do it, beg to do it, should do it, several absurd thoughts flashed through my mind, using mortal actions to change the chance of that.

Plans run methodically outside the Imperial Guard, and the Sun Lord's command is like the code that drives the giant machine, turning the bulky thing into a practical steel behemoth.

The entire factory was silent and oppressive. Hidden behind the ruins and metal creations, the Space Marines moved forward unknowingly. The void suits isolated their heartbeats and breathing. Skadi's elites were ready to go, but they were not easily discovered. They They can use experience to lower their voices to a minimum. The void suit isolates sound and body temperature, allowing them to wait for the enemy to approach in the best condition.

Those Chaos traitors moved forward vigilantly. As they gradually approached the heavy machines in the work area, a buzzing sound came from the grid device, and the red spiked giant issued dissatisfied questions to its captain. "Are there really enemies there? Are those mortals slacking off and lying about military information?"

He looked at the corpses of cultists on the ground. In fact, this was not what happened the first time. The Red Pirates were crazy about exploiting people, and Skadi's few "simple folk customs" loyalists to the empire almost ignored them. A religious lunatic who worships force and works hard all his life will reach his limit tomorrow.

This kind of riot is so terrifying that it can tear apart troops almost instantly, so the demand for human legs to guard factories in various places has also increased.

They suffered many similar attacks during that time, and those who escaped would not survive long. There was no food there, and there was not enough oxygen outside the factory area and the core area.

During that time, no large-scale fleet docking was detected, so the Imperial expedition team probably did not arrive.

The captain leaned forward and looked at the dead cultist's body. "The heat ray is probably a weapon of the Mechanicus. Maybe it was done by those guys from Didong. They are already very dissatisfied with their interference in the construction sequence."

"The design of the fortress was clearly requested by the Black Heart King to be built in the style of the Astartes Monastery. The technical sergeants also agreed, and now they actually attack their factory?"

"If the supply of raw materials is cut off, they will all die in this world! He doesn't like it!"

The space warrior and his brother spoke. It seemed that conflicts had arisen. The Red Pirates were as disunified as ever. Yes, it would be better to say that the team led by the Sun Lord was a miracle. Even in ordinary times, the empire would fight against each other because of material issues. noisy.

But it would have been a miracle if the Ecclesiarchy, the Inquisition, the Space Marines, the Imperial Guard, and the largest departments in the empire had united to deal with foreign enemies.

Charisma? Perhaps it is true that without the guidance of the Emperor, that huge empire could muster the strength to throw an iron fist at the enemy when it was desperate, it would be a miracle that would not be long in the history of human civilization.

The current Imperial Guard noticed that when the traitors were making noise, their attention was already very distracted. If there was an opportunity, the sound of rustling was very small but existed. If they had not withdrawn from the combat state, the Imperial Guard would not be able to Accessible.

Alan Bayer took out his firearm and mistakenly followed the orders discussed by Dongda before other soldiers. "Boy Lytling, Sergeant Catachan, shoot the captain's limbs with him, boy Lytling's right leg, Sergeant Major's left leg, leave the rest to him."

Said the Lytlin boy. "Boss, how can I break two legs by myself?"

The Master Chief didn't say a word, but he was thinking about how to shoot at the same time and instantly tear the legs and arms of a super soldier. The difficulty was no less than using his leg fingers to pull out a whole piece of meat from a tiger's mouth.

Yes, if you can get a whole Glomon!

In comparison, the mission of the Sun Lords may not be completely impossible. For them, killing a tiger with bare legs and bare fists is like killing a Space Marine, but if they can catch one alive, it will be twice as difficult. Beijianjia…

But they will never blindly obey the orders of the Sun Lord. They know that it is a no-no. The opportunity to create history is right in front of them. The time to retake their homeland is now. If you want to shoot, you can't hesitate.

Bang bang bang, flames and bullets penetrated the thin air and exploded in the sweltering factory. Fierce firefights followed. The gaps and fire suppression were surprisingly fast.

And whether that thing happened in an instant, in the eyes of the Space Marines, the light of the firearms flashed, and the fire suppression followed. Not only could they react, but they could also use their strong leg and arm armor to resist the attack and find cover.

But that time was different. Two surprisingly accurate shots pierced the weak armor joints of the captain's legs and arms. To be precise, it was a moment beyond Superman's reaction. In the end, even if the Space Marines were not material, they were still not material. composed of things.

The strong heat rays melted the weak spots in the armor of his legs and arms, which would make it impossible to maintain flexibility. Even if the Empire's most advanced armor was used, the joints would still reduce the defense. Firearms that could usually penetrate the ceramite armor would be unscrupulous like this. The whole Space Marine's legs and arms were blown off.

It happened suddenly, but the captain still calmly approached the bunker, and instantly used his body to throw his blown legs and arms to nearby teammates, hoping that he could return to the base in a short time, and the pharmacist would probably allow him to continue fighting.

At the same time, anger mixed with fear appeared in his mind, and his thoughts kept thinking about whether something could stop the Space Marines so that they could not detect them and be intercepted at close range.

But the continuous heat rays like raindrops fell to the east, and the intense firepower caused the Chaos Space Marines to be evaporated in an instant. The captain watched his teammates turn into a pile of mud, and the horse was thrust into the chain sword on the ground. He needed to commit suicide.

Death is a small matter, but being caught is a big deal. Honor and all perseverance will disappear, and the roaring power sword is enough to break his helmet and cut his head!

Such behavior made the Sun Lord hesitate a little in his aiming movements. He didn't want to be so cruel to that bloody man, but he had decided to get the information from that man's mouth, so he had to suffer the shame!

Aim, shoot, activate the overload of the relic gun, and the intense heat ray drains the entire energy source of the battery in an instant. The relic of the dark age makes a pitiful roar. That's why the Sun Lord doesn't like to use that trick.

There are melta guns to break armor and destroy vehicles, heat rays to snipe and kill infantry, and gravity guns to control enemy movements and kill a large number of infantry. Overload will empty the ammunition instantly, and the weapon will bear a huge burden. In that era, it can There is no priest who can fix it!

The price is high and the power is great. In an instant, the fierce heat can tear apart the air, leaving a distorted ground feeling similar to that of hot weather, and a sizzling sound similar to hot melt. It dissipates in response, and the entire space warrior's body is Eastern body.

The entire Skadi regiment was frightened by the attack from the main gun of the land vehicle. Although the battery ammunition was enough to emit such power, whether it could emit and the firearm could withstand it was another matter. After all, the main battle tank gun also had The gun is not as thick as a gun, but it requires a huge cannon the size of a human to fire it.

Such overloading does not reflect the privilege of measuring weapons, nor does it mean that human technology in the Dark Ages can also achieve distortions in physical reality similar to the spiritual power and the green-skinned waaagh attitude.

The Boskadi people don't understand this, so they think the boss is so thick, so big, and so fierce.

Alan Bayer wiped the muzzle of the gun heartbrokenly, thinking about how to maintain it so that the baby could be used for a few more years, while cursing at the stunned boys. "What are you looking at? Go and lift that guy over. Wrong, put on earplugs and turn on the sound isolation of the void suit. Don't deny how powerful the throat of the Space Marine is."

"Wrong. I heard that some old-model Space Marines would spit out corrosive saliva to help them escape from special situations. They would then pull out their helmets and stuff an iron block or something into their mouths."

Although it is a bit doubtful whether there is a sexual orientation problem, it is better than being smeared with corrosive saliva. Alan Bair is not alarmist. I heard that some chapters would indeed ask for such transformation during the Great Crusade. .

But fortunately, there was no danger. According to the earnest teachings of the Sun Lord, the immobile Space Marine did not have much combat effectiveness. He only injured three veterans and tied him up.

The shape of the man who was tied up with heavy industrial iron chains, with an iron ball stuffed into his mouth and fixed with steel wires, was inevitably uncomfortable. In addition, the old thing's cheeks were distorted and mutated by the filth of subspace, as if they were burned.

Even the well-informed Sun Lord couldn't help but feel disgusted. When he took the bench, walked in front of his trophies, distanced himself, and begged the soldiers to remove his oral restraints, the Chaos Space Marine Speaking of.

"Lord of the Sun, he knew earlier that he should have rejected me..." His mouth was a bit awkward. He didn't know whether it was due to mutation or whether he had been restrained for too long.

"I didn't expect that I would be so timid." He looked at the Sun Lord who was about 40 meters away and holding an explosion-proof shield on his legs. He couldn't help but feel ridiculous. He was so different from the Black Heart King.

"There are so many elite soldiers there! You dare not approach him?" He emphasized, as if he could gain the upper hand, and Alan Bayer just said a word and let the old guy break through the defense.

"The Emperor hoped that after the Great Crusade, Space Marines could become teachers, artists, and doctors, and use their knowledge to help human civilization enter a true golden age. But instead, I betrayed my brother, my father, and my creator. ." Alan Bair told the truth, and the space warrior burst into laughter.

"Why, the Corpse Emperor is treating them as props." He couldn't believe his ears. Although it was the first time someone had put forward that point of view, his thousands of years of deep-rooted thoughts would never change.

"How do I explain the Thousand Sons, how do I explain the atrocities of the space wild dogs?" He realized that the people in front of him knew much better. What he remembered most deeply when he asked whether to serve was that even after many years, his thoughts had been polluted by chaos. , is still clear, even if he can no longer remember the names of his biological parents, and the food he liked when he was a mortal, he still remembers that thing.

Alan Bayer said no. "Look at my armor, do I think it's the World Eaters Chapter?"

"So what?" The Space Marine captain became impatient. He could not commit suicide like Ming, which was quite humiliating.

Alan Bair said no. "I should be clear about my father's problem. He is not a butcher. Even if the equipment of the Dark Ages destroyed him, the Emperor does not blame me. My betrayal is probably because my brother betrayed me. The Emperor does not support me."

When the Great Crusade was betrayed, most of the Space Marines had no idea what was happening. They followed the Primarch simply because he did it. When Chaos tainted their minds, the Protector fell completely, wrong to the Emperor's divinity and The concealed distrust made them like this. At this moment, Alan Bair told the truth, and the hesitant Space Marine lowered his head.

And in his mind, the whispers of the subspace appeared, which were strange things composed of many hallucinations and chaos, telling him that the Corpse Emperor was hypocritical, the Sun Lord was cowardly, and he did not want to be fooled by lies!

The World Eater veteran struggled, but Alan Bair was approaching now. He knew that the guy didn't know how to spit acid, so he had the courage to get closer, but that action made him confused.

Could it be that what that mortal said was true? Although he spent much of his ten-thousand-year life in the subspace, he still knows better than most people what is true and what is not a lie, plus the thinking and subspace that caused the betrayal thousands of years ago. What I saw and heard…

Alan Bair didn't know his struggle, so he didn't speak. "Now, tell him what happened there, and he will let me return to the east of the Golden Throne to atone for my brother's sins."

Suddenly, those subspace whispers dispersed, and the captain saw a silver sun in front of his eyes. His eyes were downcast, as if he saw the emperor who once walked in Terra...

"He...they...the red pirates..."

"Wrong, the Red Pirate, wrong, his brothers, his wrong brothers, are..."

"We are perfecting the east side of Skadi. The giant fortress called Loyd, which was once researched and built by the empire, can be turned into the terrifying fortress of the fortress world... The location is right to the east of the ice mine!" He realized. He was in a trance, then told the truth, then came to Donglai, with the black muzzle pointing at his head.

"Thank you for my cooperation. The record is also over. Let's go see the Emperor. The brother who took the wrong path." The Sun Lord said, banging in the factory, unwilling to leave for a long time, as if he was just remembering the grudges in the world. spirit.