Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire

The Inquisitor's personal servo skull flashed a dazzling red light and spat out those warnings. Hagrid was as angry as a lion. Until he just issued the order, he never thought that his brothers would betray his will.

The luxurious fireplace in his private room decorated with many wavy patterns crackled, flickering on and off as if disturbed by the owner's constantly touching heart. The mortal servants who served the giant felt that the temperature had become inexplicably hotter.

Anger, quite an anger, appeared in the giant body, and the sharp terminator power claws burst out, cutting through the air unexpectedly in time, turning the chattering servo skull directly into a blue spark in the air.

The few imperial artifacts in the Grand Inquisitor's legs other than the rosette also disappeared at this moment, and the air became quiet. Hagrid, with a gloomy face, headed towards the armory, because he knew very well that those battle brothers had to go to the armory. The warehouse can store weapons and supplies.

When the giant body stepped into a place full of weapons and ammunition, and many Lemanus, those mortal servants were learning how to use their methods of driving Land Raiders into the engines of the Imperial Guard, and the Space Marines never tired of it. While sharing their spoils, the "uninvited guest" arrived.

When the first Space Marine realized that an inevitable punishment would fall upon his body, there was no regret in his eyes. This did not negate his selfish desires. On the contrary, the robbery made it even worse. Provoking external unity among the brothers.

But when Hagrid's thick thighs fell on the armor that looked much thinner than the Terminator, fear was still a lingering haze.

But before the punishment came, before the Space Marines became timid, Hagrid said. ‘Well done, we did a good job, now we are reorganizing, they are snatching away the towers and walls! Very much like the arrogant judge and the smiling old skeleton! "

Unexpectedly, what awaited them was not the wrath or punishment of Li Fengxing, but the accusations of the Mechanicus and the Inquisitor. Hagrid also suffered a lot of pressure and contradictions. As a Space Marine, he could have used it clearly. Use force to solve those annoying things, but you can't do it because of your high position and power.

Therefore, he now has the motivation to fight. However, he does not blame his brothers, but he is angry at the people who were once protected by him and behave like evil women.

"Brothers, war is not like that, the outside is fighting each other, but he has to evaluate that for most of the time he served, things were not like that."

"They were divided into two parts. Company 1-3 were responsible for capturing the enemy's command center and attacking the center of the core area of ​​the castle, the chapel where the Grand Inquisitor and the Great Sage of the Mechanicus lived. Company 4, who were still alive, all went to the wall. Declare war on the Imperial Guard!"

Hagrid shouted loudly, without using a grid device. His voice was powerful without a trace of electromagnetic sound, which was very inspiring to humanity, even for space warriors.

Although he didn't know whether it was reasonable to attack two forces at once, he had an innate arrogance. When the Terminator veteran company of the first company moved forward, as the leader of the chapter, he also began to prepare for the attack.

Those Chaos traitors now looked at their commanders as loyally and silently as believers listening to the priests worship, they expected change, not what they were now.

It can be said that whether Chaos and the Empire are wrong is due to the resource inclination of the Space Marines and the complex emotions such as jealousy, fear, admiration and other complex emotions that the mortal soldiers' hearts are filled with from time to time.

In the traitor camp where there are no Codex Astartes and Chaos Space Marines who are more numerous than the Empire and those warriors have character problems, the situation becomes more serious. They already have such contradictions. Even the Black Heart King used to divide the Space Marines and other side warriors. He's relationship with that leg segment stabilizes his dominance.

There are advantages and disadvantages. The conflicts and problems that broke out in the special situation at this moment finally made that matter come to the surface. The Black Heart King of Bu Nao will not stop eating because of choking. Special situations do not negate the whole situation. We all know that in the next thousands of years The situation here will become more and more serious.

The conflict appeared in January. The gunpowder was burning, the fuses kept crackling, and the slightest smell of gunpowder was already on the noses of the Mechanicus and the traitorous mortal legions. Don't they know?

When the Great Sage and the Inquisitor drank and chatted in the chapel in the center of the castle, those people had never paid attention to the Imperial Guard. In contrast, in their eyes, the castle was indestructible and terrifyingly strong, even if the enemy entered the outside. Nadong.

That kind of arrogance is not stupid. They have that kind of confident trump card. Since the elite external defense forces are stationed here, small tunnel attacks are not the most assured thing for them, and therefore they conclude that the enemy will give up the external siege and choose to attack the castle from the outside. facade.

But the Imperial Guard's answer was to stand still. The Inquisitor shook the wine glass in his lap, and the bright red liquid kept swaying. He admitted that the Imperial Guard commander was very smart, but he did not think that the Space Marines could cause a lot of damage.

But as an inquisitor, the sixth sense brought about by dealing with demons for many years made the elite of the former empire frown. The feeling that the East consciousness was even against himself and the sixth sense of the data panel made it impossible for the Inquisitor to come from the East alive. The secret, especially when he was caught by the Black Heart King, he was sensitive and chose to betray.

"I remember the defense troops I gave him very much. They were focused on defending the outside of the castle, about 20,000 soldiers." The great sage interrupted his thoughts and explained.

"Roads can be blocked outside the castle, leaving a long corridor to the east that is too long for mortals to conquer. It is several miles long and huge in scale. The special mechanism outside the castle can turn all the curves that usually facilitate traffic into walls."

"And those flintlocks prepared by the elite can penetrate their armor. There is no need to worry. The modified ceramite jump shield can also withstand the power of explosive bombs. The Space Marines will definitely not be able to break through the external defenses and reach the outside where they can confront the Imperial Guard. You can’t really get anything more out of a wall.”

The great sage's emotionless evaluation, and his predictions and thinking were so accurate that they convinced the inquisitor who had been acting according to his own thoughts and sixth sense, and missed the initial opportunity for peace talks.

The splendid place of nobility, the countless luxuries that have been transformed in the chapel, are filled with a sad contempt for the Space Marine warriors and cover their eyes.

In that world, there is no shortage of people discovering problems, but no one will ever solve them. If no one raises a voice, then the thing does not exist. If they are not clear about it, they will not believe it.

Many things should be covered up before they happen. The accompanying responsibilities and rights are not important to them. Thinking has become a burden, and the side effects of that stupidity have also arrived. It is narrow and small. The exterior of the castle features dull black walls, poor bunkers, and shields that are not even as good as normal.

Any elite troops are just nonsense. There is a group of stupid fanatic believers who are high on drugs, holding weapons and shouting the so-called declaration of victory to the demigods.

But even if the so-called elite troops really existed, the Space Marines' gang-hopping skills were still not the strongest in the Empire. What mortal troops could cross such a trench?

Those trembling mental patients use medicine to resist hunger and weakness, and hold high the so-called logging guns that can break through the armor of Space Marines. Their condition is extremely bad, and the only things more evil than them are probably the Skadi slaves.

But if you look carefully, you will see that they all have strange nails on their temples, which are stuck to their heads like stamps, and the small and dirty symbol of the Black Mechanicus stands among them.

They were on high alert and tense. There were about 6,000 permanent troops on the main road, almost filling the long and continuous road, filling it with flesh and blood and rough junk weapons, delaying, attracting firepower and completing the mission. He sacrificed his whole life for a trivial thing, and with the help of drugs and his own hallucinations, he completed the prayers that failed the gods of chaos again and again.

Apart from the fear of death caused by hallucinogens, they have no merit at all, and the words of the great sage are like things that are confusing to people's hearts and have no practical meaning in the first place.

And how can a Mechanicum sage be considered a fool without saying that he thinks that the human wave tactics he designed can exhaust Space Marines to death? That idea was not only incomprehensible to most Space Marines, but even to Hagrid himself.

After the auspicious omen showed the general situation and the unenlisted recruits reconnoitred, the absurd situation was displayed in front of the Space Marines, as if the universe was playing the funniest joke.

"How can those stinky fish and rotten shrimps resist them, sir, charge barrage." A Terminator veteran of the 1st company said such words with his grid device, which also denied most of the superhuman thoughts of the 1st to 3rd companies.

Hagrid was a little hesitant, but when he once again confirmed the deathly silence of Bird Buyer, his idea was completely certain. "Attack the handle!"

"The first company breaks through frontally, the second company, and the third company suppress the fire, bypass the enemy's core fire area, rely on the strong defense of the Terminator armor, use Kraken bombs with strong armor-piercing capabilities to attack the enemy, and try to break through the enemy as quickly as possible. area."

The Sun Lord believes that orderliness is the highest evaluation of the Legion. Discipline is the most direct expression of obedience, will, and group combat effectiveness, and the Space Marines are not the best among them. When those Chaos veterans move forward like clones, The combined firepower of the storm bolters suppressed and tore flesh apart. The sense of threat made people feel that they were facing the wrong wall and could shoot.

The powerful firepower tears apart most of the defenses visible to the naked eye, and the flanking troops attack a group of powerful cultists to prevent them from self-destructing or exchanging one for another. This is the most realistic portrayal of the Space Marines that most mortal troops face. , like an army of adults facing children.

Special operations forces with real guns are equipped with slingshots or firecrackers made by children. Whether they have physical strength or weapons, there is a difference in quality. Although some children can rely on high-intensity mobility, better equipment, fighting will, and more. Experience can make up for the almost fatal gap, but those guys who are currently fleeing in embarrassment cannot do that.

The inquisitor in the chapel quickly received countless requests to retreat, and the liaison officers rushed over and over again, so much so that the inquisitor directly asked the guy not to bother him. It didn't matter how many people died, just report to the interstellar. The speed at which the warrior advances.

To be honest, he already regretted it a little at this moment, but the Great Sage was still calm. He couldn't understand why the Great Sage could regard the information about the soldiers' retreat as nothing, and the Mechanical Sage did not. Judges, they are not commanders in essence. To be precise, they are high-ranking nobles.

The Inquisitor spoke with his mind restless. "Why are you so calm? They are advancing. At that speed, they can break through their defenses as early as noon."

The sage used his small external augur to feel the battlefield, then what the terrifying mechanical giant was waiting for, and said it in emotionless words. "I activated his elite begging."

"What elites, aren't they well defended now?!" The Inquisitor suddenly realized that something was right, and after a long and chaotic buzzer, when the Space Marines killed more than half of the defending troops, they entered the terrifyingly long corridor. A series of small corridors were explored, and it seemed that the deaths of three thousand people had become the activation button of something.

"What, from the blockade mode when encountering the enemy?" Hagrid was in disbelief. Revealing those things at this moment was equivalent to allowing the Space Marines to seize the opportunity. Guerrilla warfare and group combat would deny them their unique skills, so they sought to enter the side road. They can get the absolute initiative.

"Those stupid guys, are they really looking for death!" A soldier from the Third Company stepped forward. The red giant was tolerant because the previous shots from those stupid things couldn't even scratch his armor, making him full of stupid self-confidence. .

But when a flash of green light emitted from the darkness of the tunnel, a banging sound appeared, and after thunder and radiation smoke, shots from depleted uranium flintlock guns penetrated the bodies of the war brothers, while several mechanical combat servitors wearing Imperial Guard uniforms slowly The ground leg holds the giant gun forward.

"What is that?!" Hagrid said in surprise. Could it be that all the monsters collected by Skadi were cast into monsters like that?

The giant crawlers and thick industrial-grade legs and arms were added to the veteran's head as wet parts. It was an unbelievable monster. Even if Hagrid had experienced a lot, he still found it terrifying.

Those soldiers' brains were not lobotomized, their heads were shaved, pipes were inserted, and their limbs were severed. Their bodies were surrounded by adamantium. The Grid Machine wailed all the time, begging the Space Marines to kill themselves, kill themselves who had turned into monsters.

But their bodies attacked involuntarily, with terrible accuracy, far beyond the reaction capabilities of ordinary servitors. When Hagrid dodged the attack and raised his legs and arms to fire the storm bombs, chaotic fireworks burst out, and several rounds It only takes explosive bombs to destroy a monster, and there are thousands of such things... at the moment? !

The Inquisitor, who was outside the war, also received the information. When he realized what the Mechanicus had done to his soldiers, he asked the Mechanicus in disbelief. "You made them all into monsters?!"

He originally arrived at the Mechanicus, and those people would get better weapons and equipment, but not...

"20,000 people, two thousand survivors, the probability is slightly lower, but it retains combat experience and reaction ability, which is quite good." The words had no tone, but made people's hair stand on end. The judge looked at the mechanical sage in front of him, That monster, he could no longer tell whether the Space Marine was a demon or whether he was a demon.