Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire

The trench is a place not suitable for human habitation. No matter what time or situation, its role is only to keep people alive. The soldiers have had enough, and the time is approaching. It is expected that the Imperial Guard will launch a charge, and there are only a few hours. , as long as nothing unexpected happens, everything will be fine.

Now the soldiers are wearing gas masks, standing guard vigilantly, and taking shifts. Before the end of the second night, only the morning of the third day has not arrived, that is, in a suffocating early morning, the stars have not yet risen, the moon The time when his son was about to fall was not even a few standard Terras after he died because of his own stupidity.

The Space Marine scout troops, those young and more elite Space Marine recruits than the Empire's grenadiers, the strong men in infiltrator armor wearing simple power suits, walked quickly, then lay on the ground, lying on the high ground for a small amount of time. In the mud on a steep slope.

The team was led by a powerful veteran who had great military exploits, but because of his special mission, he did not carry a powered armor. Although he had the ability and status to wear armor, he was recruited by dozens of other recruits in the reconnaissance team. Extra love.

He was crawling in the mud, and the ballistic-proof fiber successfully prevented the pants from absorbing moisture. The special military boots and the infiltrator armor on his body were not afraid of the harsh environment. He was like a wild beast, quietly looking at the void shield in the distance. The maggots in there.

The veteran once again activated the divination instrument built into his armor to make sure that the mud on his body did not affect the anti-reconnaissance properties of the special holy ointment on his armor.

The sniper bolter he holds is equipped with a quiet enough silencer and lethal armor-piercing rounds, which can be used for both reconnaissance and killing evil spirits.

"It's chaotic, but it doesn't look like an attack. Their officers gathered together a few hours ago. What happened inside the enemy." He put his mouth down and used the communicator inside the armor to talk. His special skills allowed him to be heard all over the world. It can be quiet even when closed.

"Note, according to my experience, there may be a war next, because there are only two things on the battlefield that allow the legions to move, and that is preparation for war and the start of war."

his team member asked over the communicator. "So, do you need to report?"

"Then we will die! Listen to me, living to death is not scary, meaningless sacrifice is. If you are overwhelmed by the mortal troops later and die by bayonets or lasers, then it will be a shame to destroy the eagle. "The veteran chattered, as usual, as if those powerful rune monsters were scarecrows for training.

Ding! There was the sound of blades clashing, and then the buzzing roar of the Rune Warrior's chainsword, sawing through the short saber, and the Scout could only retreat, pointing his bolt shotgun at the heretic.

Perhaps due to the guidance brought by the Chaos Gods, the heretic team approached extremely quickly. Perhaps the captain saw that this place was suitable for an ambush. Or perhaps it was a complete coincidence.

But at this moment, he couldn't easily leave with his team. Those damn heretics were aggressive. He raised his finely crafted bolt pistol because the enemy camp had begun to move outward and many heretical troops were gathering.

"Looking to us, what happened to those enemies? The stupid people who bombarded the soil before would not do such a thing. Then, someone has changed those heretics." The veteran replied calmly.

His words suppressed those guys like reassurance, and when the rune warriors walked through the inconspicuous steep slope with a vigilant attitude, it was obvious that the luck brought by the Chaos Gods allowed them to accurately find the soldiers, which was closer than a close encounter. There are a few small pits, and the enemy may even step directly on the body of the Space Marine.

He moved forward, but was almost killed by the chainsword. If he hadn't been favored by Chaos, he would have gone to meet his gods long ago. He was able to snatch the chainsword. The veteran looked at him, as if he wanted to eat him alive. .

Soon, this place turned into a strange and strange world. The people living here used all their hard-earned skills to find enemies. It was as if the temperature in the entire area had dropped a lot.

"What are they looking for?" the recruit asked.

Finally, the bright red heretic blood moistened his cheeks, and the captain of the Rune Warriors looked ugly. "Don't let them leave, we need to know the enemy's deployment, situation, tactics and planning!"

He only needs to deal with the enemy, then leave and report, just like usual, simple and straightforward.

The veteran among the Rune Warriors pressed the huge backpack on his back. A strange position surrounded this place, which also caused the Space Marines to lose the chance to make a final report. The information was blocked by evil technology.

"Then just wait for me!" He replied categorically, and his judgment was correct. After the soldiers were buried in the soil for a few standard Terra hours, they walked out of the enemy camp. The team, about 17 people, wearing carapace armor and those damn runes.

"It's the bastards created by their mother and the devil in hell!" The veteran used a sniper scope on the heads of those beasts from the hillside near the enemy camp, and affectionately called him his "pet name" for the rune heresy.

Ridiculously, it's very appropriate, but it's not the power gained from their mother and the devil, but the magic power carved by the wizard stroke by stroke, although it is also disgusting.

At the critical moment, the heat rays began to accumulate, but there was a flying blade. The small saber was inserted into the barrel, deflecting the heat. The bright red beam just grazed the helmet of the Space Marine recruit, leaving a black streak of flames. scar…

In the small team that was ordered to move forward, the captain used binoculars to look around the entire circle. "There are no enemies in sight, it is safe within the field of vision, move forward." He calmly commanded, and the team also spread out, moving forward in a network-like manner to explore the enemy.

the soldier replied. “Timely and accurate!”

The new recruits lowered their heads and the veterans shouted. "I order you to evacuate and survive!"

"After all, if you don't have shelter, you can't be considered a warrior. I have three or four chances to kill you along the way, ha!" His mouth was not forgiving, but his ears were always paying attention to the enemy's evil fortress in the distance. They were even interstellar. Soldiers also cannot escape from enemy snipers.

The bomb tore open the mortal's head, and his weapon fell out of his hands. The veteran gently raised his leg and kicked up the chainsword. However, the chainsword used by the mortal was too small, and the Space Marine's two-meter-long finger could not even pull the trigger. Make it spin and hold it like a dagger.

They were discovered, because he felt the chill behind his back. The servants of Chaos were guided by the gods. There was no doubt that they failed in this confrontation. The Space Marines crawling in the dirt got up, and the scouts used sabers to attack them. Assassinated and left.

Time, they need time. It is not difficult to clean up this group of enemies, but it is impossible to survive. No one can outrun the weapons, so someone must tear apart the enemy's defense like thunder.

They are all experts in hiding. There is no doubt that the absolute silence and tranquility make those rune heretics unable to feel it with their bodies. But that special reconnaissance team does not rely on mortal flesh and blood, but the spiritual energy that lives in their hearts. .

But the enemy did not let them go, and several warriors left the team. However, the veteran immediately used exquisite movements to bypass the enemy's obstacles, and used a chain sword to perform a small craniotomy on the Rune Warrior who wanted to capture the Space Marine.

Those guys finally ran towards the camp, over the complex hillsides and trench bunkers, and disappeared on the plain of war.

The veterans watched the rune warriors approach as if guided by divination instruments. The recruits were already facing a formidable enemy. They raised their weapons anxiously, but the veterans just shouted. "Lie down!"

They are very smart and do not trust their own eyes. Now this seemingly vast place has turned into a forest. They are using all their senses to touch any other existence, and as Catachan once said, The quieter it gets, the more dangerous it becomes.

They faced each other. As the two most experienced warriors in this sector, one was eager to leave and the other wanted to stay. First and finally, the Space Marine recruit with his own ideas couldn't hold it back and fired a bolt of flash fire. , fired fiercely forward, scattering the bullets.

"It's just a class. It's the same as usual. Only this time, what we're teaching is the spirit of our battle group, the souls on the Ghost Peak, the talons of the eagle of destruction, and the spirit of living towards death." The veteran walked forward quickly. , the enemy is wary that they have more numbers than the opponent, but they are not confident that they can win the opponent.

he answered. "Private! What are the two most important points of intelligence?"

The new recruits also dispersed, lurking, in absolute silence. If you look there from the outside and see only the calm ground and absolute tranquility, it is like being invisible. The Space Marine's control of the body can also make his breathing completely silent. Their bodies have no ups and downs, so they can be stones, rotten wood, or anything else, except they don't look like warriors.

The recruit looked at his officer in disbelief. "No, this is impossible, we will not abandon you!"

But even without armor and decent weapons, just a buzzing buzz of a trigger held with his pinky finger, the Space Marine veteran is a threat to his foes.

It is difficult to describe whether such a choice is right or wrong. They are not stable and often have mental problems. Although their strong will allows them to absolutely serve the Ndjili Port, how long can they last like this?

Those beasts are destined to only serve their gods, not so-called mortals. Rights and worldly power can only restrain them for a short time, so this move to seize power makes most rune warriors happy.

The melt ray did not hit, it brushed across the veteran's body, and the veteran quickly approached. The inhuman sprint power was more terrifying than any beast or enemy those guys had ever seen, because even without power armor, he was the same. Astartes!

"You're too impulsive, recruit, go back to the camp to increase training and recite the Holy Scripture three hundred times!" The veteran scolded like a drill instructor, and rescued this stupid guy. He was not only responsible for the mission, but also the leader of these little brats. Guardian, he is under great pressure, so he is also one of the quite powerful beings in this Chapter.

"A natural disaster is coming!" The voice was loud and incompatible with the scout instructor's usual teachings. It was also today that those new recruits saw the true power of the Astartes. They were not brothers who were aloof and wearing power armor, nor were they instructors who only gave verbal reprimands. , but a real battle that tears the enemy apart, the power given by the emperor.

The rune warriors did not expect that their acting skills were wrong. They did not answer the sarcasm, but made an attack posture, absolutely trying to stop those warriors.

When the military boots pattered on the soil, the Space Marines could not help but breathe a sigh of relief, but the veteran shouted at this moment. "Shoot! Shoot!"

Soon, this lack of confidence turned into an attack from the front row enemies, and in such an intense battle, a battle beyond the capabilities of mortals, losing one's composure would mean losing one's life.

"New recruits, watch out, this is my last course, and also the last teaching I can give you. I hope you learn it clearly and never need it." He said this, raising his guns. The rune warriors were also very nervous. After all, none of them had the courage to take down a Space Marine.

The new recruits just heard the words of the veterans and couldn't help asking. "Sir, what are you doing?"

But the rune warriors felt it early, rolled sideways, and the mud splashed. They actually avoided the shooting of the most elite weapons of the Empire at a close distance, and raised the explosive guns that were threatening to the Space Marines.

The veteran shouted. "You can only rely on your evil gods for guidance, right?"

"It's a good guess, but I can't judge the situation based on this. Objectivity is always needed, no matter you are a new recruit or a veteran." The veteran lowered his body, buried most of himself in the wet soil, and said. "They have a strong sense of perception. Don't take it lightly. The Chaos Evil God calls them in their flesh and blood."

The new recruits were stunned and picked up their weapons after realizing it, but the veterans just scolded. "Go to the flank, auxiliary route, evacuate."

Different from most people's concept of the powerful, rough and sacred Space Marines, in many cases, such hiding is the first lesson of Space Marines in actual combat, just like meditation, learning to control their bodies. In many cases, such skills are even more important than shooting and fighting.

"A murder?" As a new recruit, he is also a real Astartes. His mind is quick and he caught the clues.

"What, how are your gods?" He asked calmly, but the rune warrior scolded. "Shut up!"

And took out his own weapon to contain the veteran's movements, and the Space Marine immediately compared it with the swordsmanship that he had been training for a long time, and easily defeated the captain's attack.

He is the most powerful warrior, no doubt, but there are many enemies, he can't deal with so many people, soon, he became scarred, panting, his shell was stained with heretic blood, but his eyes were brighter, as if he was just like what he said, living towards death.

And it was this sacrifice, time and again, that dragged the Empire away from death. He was finally evaporated by countless mortals' shooting, but even so, those heretics did not have the courage to spare his life, because such arrogance might bring a terrible price... And today's sacrifice, this lesson, brought ten future heroes to the Destruction Eagle, and also brought a warning to the weak Imperial Guard and the Fourth Company to resist the surprise attack, saving the weak flame of hope of Loand!