Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire

The Baptismal Fire was crowded with people, and the entire steel giant entered combat mode. The military servitors delivered a large amount of projectiles, fuel, and supplies, for mortals and space warriors. Many supplies were used on the rickety and old and dilapidated The mechanical power arm is slowly inserted into the airdrop compartment.

Mortal servants run around, donning badges of honor for their masters or equipping themselves with various sacred objects, and warriors hold their heads high, enjoying the almost deathly silence brought by the black void.

The incense burner is lit, smoke is filling, the assault team and tactical team have been formed, the Hazes from Ghost Peak are ready to go, and the warriors guided here by the Emperor's grace are accepting the company commander's initial instructions.

At this time, outside the Hyun Window, many space stations that were suddenly bombarded by low-Earth orbital cannons were in a state of panic. The shipyards were blocked and in a panic. This not only gave up the idea of ​​​​destroying the Eagle to press forward, but also made them realize that there was something wrong. Things exist in that world.

The world is full of strange phenomena, polluted by demons, and there are so many enemies of the empire, all of them cruel, greedy, twisted and grotesque. The most holy angel prays to the emperor, until the light of the bright light has dissipated and he is barely alive.

Arms and guns ready at all times and marching towards the enemy, the Septons Astartes stepped onto their iron wings, preparing to soar at a speed that no mortal could endure.

Many brothers sang the ancient war song of Ghost Peak in accordance with the custom of the war group. It was thick and wild, both calm and bloody. The observation deck of the armory was there, said the company commander, Sergeant Major Yu. "It seems that things are not as smooth as expected. That will always be the case in that universe."

"They must give up maintaining warships, and that world can still be used as a springboard for war."

"He's not sure. It seems that there are no warships there, just a few small civilian ships. How did they get there and how did they break through? Are they traitors or aliens?"

the Master Chief replied. "No, they have no way to form a force that can focus on specialized equipment, but he still knows that the main purpose of that operation was the Nadong Star Language Array. If the holy object is also incomplete, they will be trapped there. The planet is there.”

"Of course, that is much better than being trapped in the void, but war will not wait for them. He would rather miss the opportunity or die."

The company commander suddenly discovered the report of the battleship's fortune teller and the intelligence brought by the god in his target indicator. He quickly organized his thoughts and planned tactics. "Very well. Then by death, let them begin." He stepped toward the railing and pressed his communications grille to amplify his voice.

"Brothers!" he said, his deep voice echoing across the carrier deck. "Once again, they prepare to fight the dark forces that threaten the Empire."

His warriors cheered in response.

The other machine continued to shout, "In a few minutes, the "Baptismal Fire" will enter the planetary orbit of Loander Prime. Although the atmospheric conditions are very bad, based on remote auspicious scans and oracles, they speculate that the planet has been Heretic invasion! Brothers, they are facing a huge group of imperial rebels!"

The cry spread throughout the team, and the rebel army composed of mortals was not powerful, at least most of the brothers thought so, but the world there was deeply corrupted, full of the power of chaos, well-trained, and not lacking in any The firepower that threatens the Space Marines.

There was no doubt that it would be a difficult battle, and carelessness could cost them their lives.

"They have detected large amounts of debris scattered throughout the planet's upper atmosphere," the Captain continued. "They are very aware of the weak subspace psychic signature, which indicates that there are powerful wizards in the enemy. Although they have gained orbital advantage, they still cannot be careless."

"Additionally, the capital's astrological fortress remains intact, and at least some Imperial ground forces are still engaged with the invaders."

"But rather than mistakenly believing that all would make their task easier, they seemed to somehow allow them to evade their premonition detections."

"Strategic intelligence is therefore incomplete and, as always, the enemy is greatly outnumbered and has taken control of the capital's orbital defense batteries."

"We all plan to control the astrological array and annihilate or delay the enemy under the command of the Master Chief. He will lead a combat airborne landing on the Thunderhawk to seize the orbital turret. At the same time, Captain Iser will use the orbit to The wreckage served as a bunker to protect the "Baptismal Fire" from any counterattack."

"Once those forts return to their side, they will lower the position of the strike cruisers to provide support bombing, and we, equipped with airdrop pods, will rush towards the Star Whisper to find a barrier."

"They want to act quickly before the enemy can mobilize their strength, then they will triumph in the name of Emperor Huang Dog!"

"No to the Emperor!" the warriors roared.

In the airdrop compartment, the Master Chief is testing the weapons and making initial preparations for war. The explosive magazine is clean and the trigger is normal. He is like a mechanical machine, with a jump backpack, a chain sword, and many complex and valuable equipment. His legs are more natural and comfortable than the Imperial Guard's laser gun.

After confirming the weapon, he put on the ceramic steel covering, stretched his body while testing the eye indicator, and determined whether the power armor cast by the empire for him could continue to fight, so that he used all his strength to pull the metal nerve bundle until it buzzed. Humming low.

Then he turned his attention to the two battle brothers next to him who had just finished sorting the equipment. "Dongshi, are you ready?"

"Killing heretics? Is that something you are born with!" The giant warrior was full of energy, and the barrel of the bomb seemed clean, and his machine spirit was active.

"Then, it's that sector, it's the Emperor, soar!" After the Master Chief said, the violent tremors, private servers and roar outside the airdrop cabin were enough to make a mortal temporarily deaf there.

Within a few seconds, the airdrop pod was accelerated and projected to the ground several times. It was undoubtedly the same as the Hong Kong Cannon. It was extremely fast and full of power. Before the landing equipment was turned on, such a huge force would continue to advance.

The power armor is full of power, protecting those demigods from landing in the east with a force that is so fierce that it can tear apart the souls of mortals. The thick atmosphere is torn apart by the cannonball-like airdrop pods. From low-Earth orbit, it looks like a thick black layer has been torn apart. Colored cotton, with countless light blue thunder and lightning in it, and thunderbolts continue.

The airdrop pod began to slow down. After entering the atmosphere, the violent jets hissed and roared, and the powerful load began to tear apart the bodies of the Space Marines. Even the most powerful humans would fall into coma without powered armor.

They flew eastward like missiles, and even the sergeant commander gritted his teeth because of such a huge burden. In the thick clouds, complex thunderstorms flashed through the thick armor of the airdrop pod, causing only minimal damage to it. .

The Master Chief asked as soon as the weight brought by the deceleration relaxed a little. ‘How about target lock? "

Dongshi next to him replied. "Stable, the battlefield has been locked. According to the many measurable reactions and the large number of people detected by the divination equipment, there are many chaotic rune symbols. They are falling towards the center of the battlefield!"

yelled the Master Chief. "That's just in time! Teams, pay attention! They are heading towards the center of the world storm. No matter whether they can survive or not, their actions will not dishonor the glory of the Chapter's flag!"

When the airdrop pod broke through the cloud-covered area, he opened his visual channel link and saw the devastated city with constant smoke from the high-altitude perspective of the airdrop pod. Corpses, despair, and war were all mixed together, and liquid brains were swarmed on the ground. in front of it.

"It appears the city is in an advanced state of deterioration," he opened the comms, opening his channel to the entire strike force. "Visual confirmation that he saw that most of that city had been bombarded by Earthshaker cannons."

"Damage and prognostic readings indicate a mix of conventional munitions and evil contaminants. Evil disease levels are high throughout the city at this time. Prepare for personal protection."

"As for the situation of the Star Whisper Fortress... it seems to be intact and protected at the moment, but a large number of traitors are attacking, and the mortal troops of the Imperial Guard are being beaten back!"

"The orbital turret was discovered!" Dongshi next to him added. "Prediction readings confirm the presence of enemy forces on site."

"Then start moving forward," the Master Chief said. "The Emperor guides their goals."

All the warriors in the communicator are showing off. "The Emperor guides their goals!"

In an instant, the major teams increased the thrust of the airdrop pods, accelerating to an almost suicidal dive. As he did so, light flashed between the turrets in the east, and the muzzle fire shone between the metal stands. The side of the huge laser silo lit up.

"They've discovered them!" Toshi said.

"But that won't save them!" the Master Chief said.

Terrifying arrays of bullets and lasers pounded around him, flak exploded in dirty clouds of smoke, and shrapnel sent sparks flying from his armor plates. Alarms blared as threat recognition runes materialized in his vision.

shouted the Master Chief. ‘The Xuanlu area is confirmed! "He and his warriors slid down the most filthy and vicious battlefield like lightning tearing through the sky. They were like the light brought by the Emperor, tearing through the thick dark clouds and falling into the quagmire of desperate moments.

The astral array, the chaotic bunkers or trenches, and the dead soldiers gathered together to form the strangest and saddest oil painting. The Master Chief felt that the anger was overflowing from his throat, and there was nowhere to vent it.

The enemy soldiers could see what was falling in the sky. The ragged human cultists were aiming and screaming as they fired their automatic guns into the sky. But before they could cause any real damage, the metal wings fell. The ground was there, creating a deep and shocking hole.

The friction of the atmosphere made the airdrop pod appear slightly hot. The red color was not the paint, but the high enough temperature to make people's skin burst open. The Master Chief heard one sentence after another.

"Team Orff, cut into the enemy camp."

"Leander made a mistake, cut into the enemy camp."

"Team Brad, cut into the enemy camp."

The Master Chief held onto the airdrop pod with its humming engine, and used the complex rune signals on the fortune teller to locate the enemy in advance. Then he leaned out, half relying on the airdrop pod as a cover.

His leg armor braced against the metal, buzzing with smoke from its overheating, as he raised his assault bolter, ballistic musings and sighting runes positioning themselves in his sight.

He pressed the east trigger, unleashing a flashing, roaring blast that struck the cultist as he approached and unleashed his firepower.

Chengdong's bullets flew out along a blazing trajectory. As each shot penetrated bulletproof armor and flesh, the microcomputer loaded into its warhead detected enough surrounding mass to detonate, killing the four unfortunate Chaos Cults. The oracle exploded seconds away, their god's sick blessings unable to save them.

The cultists on the ground exploded one after another, blood spilled all over the trenches, severed limbs and arms flew around, and heads exploded. Bones shatter.

In just twenty seconds, the Captain and his two battle brothers killed perhaps hundreds of cultists and took over the frontline trenches, saving perhaps thirty Imperial Guardsmen in total while scattered enemy fire barely scratched the surface. took off their armor.

The angel's arrival suddenly changed the situation of the war. The enemy's follow-up troops were surprised by the abruptness of the support. The previous deadly battle with the Imperial Guard left the group of traitors exhausted, and the thoughts of retreat spread like waves among the unstable troops.

The enemy quickly retreated. In the face of explosive bombs and divine power, a small force of less than 50 people suppressed all the enemies.

Such power caused many mortal soldiers to kneel down, chanting the Emperor's great power and performing the Aquila Salute. As if they were wrongly affirming their faith, the Space Marines came to Luodong as promised to save them.

The Master Chief asked the mortal soldiers to stop the Eagle Ceremony and go take out the supplies from the airdrop warehouse for storage, and he told the other brothers. "It seems there is no need to wait for orbital support!"

He asked the man currently in command of the Imperial Guard to see if the rank should be Major. "Why is the war situation so embarrassing? Although they have good weapons, equipment and training, we are determined and have local support behind us."

The major answered with the eagle salute. "Master Brother Astartes, Angel, he is honored to communicate with you. I am sorry for letting you see the Imperial Guard in such a mess. The 154th Loander Regiment has a heavy responsibility."

"It's not because of the weak combat power of the troops, but because they have a witchcraft that can use magic to make people turn against each other. They use civilians as shields and can also interfere with the thoughts of soldiers on the front line."

"And there is a group of rune demon soldiers serving in their army who are afraid of death. They have filthy demon spells carved all over their bodies. They are afraid of death. They have refined equipment and rich experience. During the wrong battle, they often fire more than ten lasers by mistake. The monster is still Not dead."

"Heretic demon!" Space Marine Dong Shi cursed fiercely, and the Master Chief scolded him. "Take it calmly and pay attention."

But when he wanted to continue to ask for a clearer picture of the battle situation, he heard roaring shouts mixed with the roar of engines. His sensitive facial features looked towards the place where the filth came from, whether they were modified heavy-duty trucks. , transporting soldiers covered in dirty patterns, heading there...

the Master Chief shouted immediately. "Enemy attack, they are coming!"