Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire

The heavy agricultural machinery roared out smoke, and the giant force-feedback-sensing equipment was simulating the movements of its operator's legs and arms. It was twenty to thirty meters long, but there was no comparison between the brown shovel and Krieger's engineer shovel. Hercules moved eastward, stirring up the entire huge open space in the outer court.

The soil was scattered everywhere, and the vibration of the shovel broke the hard rocks and turned them into minerals that nourished crops. The scorched soil on the surface of Skadi was also crushed by the huge external force, turning into nutritious black soil suitable for wheat and corn to take root. land.

The roar of heavy equipment has been in the castle all month long, and the land is being reclaimed so hugely that a single mortal cannot finish it in his lifetime.

The action had been going on for a week, the mentally draining work continuing as fertilizers, seeds, water, soil and heavy equipment from the agricultural world arrived.

No one knows whether plants will grow on that land. Skadi has not seen life for too long, especially on the cold and difficult surface. The large red greenhouse equipment installed half a month ago is passing through the castle. Geothermal energy protects crops from Skadi's cold winds, just as Alan Bair protects the precarious world.

Alan Bair was still debating this matter. Many rulers who had once rejected the Skadi nobles found the new noble and commented angrily whether the current reclamation work in Skadi was a waste.

Huge sums of money for heavy equipment should be mobilized to allow factories to resume operations. Water, soil, and even low-corrosion fertilizers and temperature control equipment that will be repaired later should also be stopped. Priority should be given to giving people more life guarantees, and they still miss their own During the time when they were in the actual territory, they were dissatisfied with the lord's throwing materials into a room that could not be determined. In any case, farming was not something that a fortified world should do.

They can fill up the warehouse with money and apply for supplies from the Empire. As long as the Maelstrom is very short, Skadi will be worth money from the Empire. They should not waste materials on reclamation and casting of arsenals. That will make The Empire doubts whether they are interested in rebellion.

Ridiculous, they are right. Although those noble families can still exist, those who have come from the east certainly can't. After experiencing hardships and invasions, they have undergone many changes. The nobles will eventually be nobles. , if their main desire is clear, they can restore Skadi's industrial capabilities and start to help other worlds to engage in profitable activities such as OEM.

The essence is that they can use their favorite method to help Skadi. If it is on the empire, the suggestions of those nobles are "exemplary".

Alan Bair didn't have any objections to this. The many situations he experienced always told him that although the empire was powerful, there would be a day when the empire would be unable to take care of itself, and then Skadi would have to survive on his own.

And at this moment, the Imperial Guard Commander Qing Ququ, who is the planetary governor, is in a bad mood.

Alan Bair put the thick kraft paper in the east leg, which was the empire's order to stop the war. The stupidity of those empires finally reached that point, and due to the short-sighted nobles, Skadi's king was no longer there. patience.

"roll."

The nobles had surprised expressions. They either couldn't believe it or were confused about what they heard. Some people asked doubtfully about the Superman who they thought was quite gentle and a little too popular. "What?"

"He told us to get out." Alan Bayer's tone was very strange, tough but without much emotion. The nobles could leave. After a slight creak of the wooden door being opened and footsteps, looking at the ceasefire begging, Si The Lord of Cady sighed.

No matter how clear he was that that thing would happen, when it really came, Alan Bayer's mood fell to the bottom.

Bad things keep coming one after another. No matter how majestic he is, those advices will continue like flies. Although the troops must be firmly in his legs, cleaning those guys can only take a few bullets, but it will be a waste of time. Excited Skadi, they no longer have the energy to do that.

Soon, the garrisoned corps from each sector will leave. Faced with the situation where Space Navigation Control is completely dependent on himself or the local military department, Alan Bair chose the Empire, so he must ensure that Skadi The homeland will never fall.

Build a new external arsenal and carry out agricultural production outside the manor to ensure basic supplies and still have good combat effectiveness even if the enemy monopolizes the transportation and supply lines.

Alan Bair remembers the hell-like situation when he took over the castle. People were biting and killing each other. When material things were not enough to satisfy them, then humanity would be nothing more than a piece of paper.

And when the war ended, the warrior king, who had relied on that thing for a long time to move and survive, also felt confused. When he came back to his senses, it was as if he had been cursed, and he was still preparing for war.

Alan Bair doesn't know what kind of survival methods there are in that dark universe. At least in the next hundred years, chaos will come as promised. When the dark side of the empire comes, Skadi, who is close to the maelstrom, will definitely face another annihilation. disaster.

"He is not wrong. When those months come, the Skadi people will be even more grateful to him, and even most of the worlds in that sector that rely on Skadi to prevent the invasion of Chaos will be." He thought to himself, responsibility , victory, goals and many things that cannot see the effect in a short time make the warriors who focus on fast strategy confused.

He is very powerful. This is an undeniable reality. But the real strength of the warrior lies in the Fangdong Sword. This is also the most powerful thing about the Space Marines. Those supermen can transfer to education and other industries anytime and anywhere to become a beacon that leads mankind. One day, the war in the entire universe will be extinguished. Then the only way for mankind to get out of difficulties will be warriors with swords, not a certain general...

As for the situation in the empire, only real warriors can lead people out of difficulties. As a mortal, Alan Bair will not be able to witness the return of the original body for a whole thousand years, and he has no interest in going there. Pilgrimage to Terra, otherwise the huge dark universe would not give him time to breathe.

When Lord Skadi was banging on the table, he looked bored and his thick winter clothes were stained with filth. He looked like a planetary governor, and he was clearly a tramp.

He sighed and looked at the small radio in the office. The thing was making a buzzing sound at the moment. "There's Lieutenant Cady, 4th Infantry Regiment, answer."

Alan Beyer replied. "Boy, stop making noise, hear me." he asked again. "Have you found it? The remains of the Space Marine in the east of the earth."

the lieutenant replied. "No, since he witnessed him falling from the high ground in the east and leaving the fortress from Didong to the Ming Dynasty, the warrior seemed to suddenly disappear, and his body was evaporated by the castle engine?" He had just returned from Didong to complete the task assigned by the Sun Lord, Unfortunately, he found no evidence of the enemy's death.

"Obviously he's not dead. He's an emperor warrior who has been corrupted by chaos. I really hope he won't do anything crazy and stupid." Alan Bair sighed. Those supermen don't need food. He can't do that by stealing food. Things were confusing to the warrior, and if those giants were already good at various tactics, finding him in the wilderness would be even more impossible.

The second lieutenant was silent, and then Alan Bair's mood, which had just improved, dropped. How happy was a lurking Chaos Space Marine?

The second lieutenant also felt uncomfortable and said. "He would lead the troops to search for him and try to find the guy during that time."

"No, no need. Finding him won't bring real benefits. No matter how powerful the Space Marines are, they can't do it alone. Obviously he can't make a difference. Now their energy should be focused on planning external production and weapons industry. Heavy machinery can allow a small number of people to meet the food needs of the entire fortress, but only production requires a large number of people." Alan Bayer stopped the second lieutenant's impulse with extreme rationality. Outside the radio, the young man also gave up on the matter. .

"Then when he comes back, boss, did the first batch of greenhouses fail to sprout? He saw that I was still not very happy. Isn't it difficult for Skadi to grow plants?" The second lieutenant asked, can a world grow plants? Whether it is livable in terms of pollution and soil nutrition, Skadi has obviously met the standards. After tragic death and sacrifice, it has met the standards...

At this moment, the second lieutenant couldn't help but ask. "Is Skadi dead?" What he was most worried about as a person living there was this. If Skadi still couldn't produce plants, it meant that the former hive city world still needed to import water, air, and food, and it couldn't. There is animal husbandry, and there is no possibility of being invaded by the enemy's monopoly materials for a long time.

"She didn't!" cried Alan Beyer. "She won't die either. Things will get better when the fertilizers developed by the new batch of genetic sages arrive. Those things contain most of the nutrients and can make plants germinate even if they are placed in water..."

"Boss, does that count as a child born by Skadi? They admit that Skadi is the only living thing in the world except moss and mice. She can no longer give birth to new life. Even if I spread the seeds all over Neither does her soil."

The second lieutenant's words were more saddening than the words of those nobles put together. Alan Bairdong clenched his fists consciously, and the weak radio also erupted with fireworks due to superhuman strength, and abnormalities appeared very quickly. After the smoke, sizzling sound and electromagnetic sound, it stopped running.

Alan Bair looked at the messy desktop. He had to admit that nothing was perfect in that world. Wouldn't it be the most difficult thing for him to let Skadi return to the embrace of the empire, let alone let her burst into life again?

Alan Bair sighed and walked out of the room, ready to issue an order to others for Skadi to give up cultivating plants. But tomorrow, the outside of the castle was particularly noisy. When he opened the door, a golden Yongxuan was running around and bumping. in him.

As a veteran, I felt tightness in my chest as soon as I came here. I rubbed my thick winter clothes, but the child who bumped into him needed more attention.

For the first time in her life, Miss Inquisitor felt what it felt like to hit a wall. Although she was not a woman, she had been fighting and training for many years, and her strength was even stronger than most ordinary people...

"Oh my god, what did he hit?" Lova rubbed her red nose, and Alan Beyer asked. "What's the matter, so agitated?"

Lova saw the castle owner and said consciously. "Lord Sun Lord! There are sprouts in the greenhouse!"

Alan Bayer did not correct her words, but said urgently. "Grub? Germ!" He smiled. It could be said that he knew the best news during that time.

"Then I don't have to ask for it, the plants won't run away!" He joked with a smile, but Lova gasped in reply. "There is an Astartes, an Astartes I don't know, who is in the greenhouse. He won't let anyone get close to the buds, and won't shut up. And they want to inform me, but the radio doesn't work!"

Alan Byrma was thinking about that madman. "Hagrid?" Then he walked towards the courtyard very quickly, and the Inquisitor followed closely behind...

In that courtyard, outside the first batch of greenhouses, red polymer materials and temperature control equipment were humming to help the germinated seeds survive the severe cold. At the same time, a large number of soldiers surrounded the greenhouses, and they did not refuse to take them. The warriors in the east are not worried about the buds being damaged. Are those seeds the first or the only ones that have adapted to the Skadi environment...

If it was destroyed, and they couldn't find that variety of wheat to cultivate again, Skadi's hope would be extinguished.

When the soldiers were at a loss, Alan Bayer came over, and the Skadi veterans were getting out of the way and saluted the respected heroes. And when Alan Baier saw Lieutenant Falakxia driving several Riemanns Nusi couldn't help but curse when he came. "Crazy, how did a Space Marine get all that stuff!"

Master Chief Catachan responded immediately. "Sorry, they were worried about damaging the plants inside, so they used Lemanus to block the sides of the greenhouse, and soldiers surrounded the front to prevent the enemy from escaping."

"That damn heretic used crops as a threat to keep them immobilized..."

Alan Bair was becoming more and more anxious at this moment. After hearing this, he walked into the greenhouse, and the moment he entered, the Catachans were insulted by Alan Bair. "Don't follow!"

Military orders were hard to disobey, so those soldiers watched their hero lord walk inside. When Alan Bayer stepped inside, he first felt the soft soil and the warmth brought by the focused sunlight, which was about 16 degrees. It was very long-awaited. Yes, the smell of grass and earth.

And in that soil, the old man Astarte wearing tattered armor, the two-meter-tall old man with red hair, slowly watered the crops with a watering can, maybe his care allowed those plants to sprout.

When he saw Alan Bair coming, he was not angry or mad, so he continued to water the crops until the soil was moist, small greens sprouted in the brown hell, and the green leaves were hung with dew, in Skadi, in that The universe, this is not the most beautiful scenery...

Alan Bair took out his sidearm, and Hagrid became alert. His Terminator armor had been completely damaged. The huge armor was less than 30% of its normal strength. It was almost nothing more than a piece of rags. He would definitely be unable to resist. The castle master fired at any time, and Alan Bayer's actions made the old man's vigilant nerves tense!

But the Lord of Skadi asked if he would put away his weapon, lay the thing on the ground, and raise his legs to show his kindness.

"Did I do it?"

Hagrid nodded.

"He used to live in the agricultural world and take care of them every day. In his eyes, it was the most comfortable and stupidest confinement in his life, but now, he is completely obsessed with it."

Alan Bayer said again. "If I get caught because of them, he'll kill me, understand?"

Hagrid asked whether to spread fertilizer or not. "The death of his brother and the war left him with just a few years left. As far as a Space Marine is concerned, it makes no difference, he is already dead."

Alan Bayer said. "Then join his castle and take care of the plants in the first few years of my life. He wants to grow red grapes for that world to make wine in his lifetime!"

Hagrid looked at the young man in disbelief. "Can he be a heretic and believe in the Chaos Gods!"

replied the King of Skadi. "I'm just an old man who likes crops!"

Is Alan Bayer so crazy and careless? Maybe one day he will suffer losses and have problems because of his stupidity, but he is still willing to give all human compatriots in that universe a chance. Compared to the emperor's silver light, he is It has flesh and blood, but is warmer.

Hagrid put down the kettle and hesitated for a long time. Then he touched the soft earth with his knees that had never knelt for the enemy in countless wars. The old knight knelt down on one knee.

"He is willing to redeem himself, but he knows that he is wrong in killing his compatriots. He is not willing to believe in the Corpse Emperor, and he will not join a group or settle outside the castle."

Alan Beyer replied. "He built a house for me in a greenhouse. From now on, I am not allowed to step out of the agricultural area, carry weapons, or wear armor. I also need to wear restraints at all times, which reduces the power I can exert. At the same time, I can become a A special farmer.”

Hagrid, the old warrior nodded. "He is willing, Lord, to become a mortal again." He said mockingly.