Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire

As a large-scale human settlement that has been deeply cultivated in this area for a long time, Engili Freeport has achieved a considerable degree of self-sufficiency under almost impossible circumstances, relying on the oppression of thousands of people at the lower level and ship transportation from other areas of this space. goods.

They mine materials from various asteroids, assist in transportation, and even replace the empire's small artificial satellites, and the holy bones and bones in them to provide correct subspace travel assistance positioning for people traveling on the empire's borders.

Therefore, this behemoth in the void can actually control the entire surrounding star system by relying on its huge commercial and armed capabilities.

This genius idea was born out of more than a thousand years of planning by the Imperial female admiral, Rode Von Do, who once actually controlled Freeport, and her "Von" family.

Therefore, she is a well-known celebrity, and it was the privateering bill she proposed that made Freeport almost a pirate headquarters, and obtained an armed force far beyond that of other worlds, and based on this, the advantages continued to expand.

However, no amount of glory and success could change their powerlessness in the face of the Red Pirates. Before the Sun Lord's revenge expedition began, the Admiral's solid defense made him a thorn in the side of the Blackheart King.

In an almost decisive battle, the flagship of Engili Freeport was destroyed by the Black Heart King's vehicle. Rod Von Do also supervised the battle on it, so his whereabouts are unknown. He was later recorded as dead, and the "Von" family was also The ruthless merchant dynasty of Wandering Merchant Bandeltar was ruled by the staff of the Red Corsairs.

The good things that were born under the leadership of the Empire have been dissipated in today's violence and oppression. This place was once an outpost of the Empire's development, but now it is a place where the Red Pirates run amuck.

Adventurers, free captains, mercenaries, wandering merchants, many romantic and violent concepts have always had two sides, and if the core of the free port once ruled by the admiral was a pioneer, then it is now a complete machine of terror and violence.

Things have always had two sides, the pioneer camp is it, and the same is true for the violent pirate base. Under those complicated surfaces, no one has changed one thing, that is, a free port does not actually have the ability to be pulled out by the magnetic field of the planet and the gravity of the universe. Mandeville Point, because it is man-made, is an iron circle in the void surrounded by metal.

However, this balance is very fragile and can be easily broken, which is why Freeport focuses on expansion this time. He, the owner of this port, wants a pirate empire similar to the one in the Maelstrom, and one that can challenge the empire.

"Those from the old Feng family?" Alan Bayer was quite surprised about this family. If behind this family was really the nobleman who once existed in ancient Terra, then he would be almost as old as the emperor. However, in view of this dark family, The great changes in human civilization at the end of the forty thousand years made him even more convinced that this behemoth that had almost mastered Pangia was actually a "criminal who deceived the world and stole his reputation."

"The Wanderer-class little guy." The captain spoke with a relaxed tone.

"Cold trade agent..." Alan Bayer nodded, and translated it into "smuggler" or "smuggler agent" in his mind, but he only focused on special-shaped goods.

the captain replied. "But that would bring a lot of death."

"It will be exposed. Forget it, their reconnaissance distance is not far, and we are at the top." Alan Bair asked. "Can we get close and launch a boarding assault ship?"

But doubts soon came. This is not a reasonable waterway. This area is neither the closest nor the safest, but it is the most hidden. Captain Charter will definitely not choose this place. Those people have been restricted by the empire. , in order to ensure the stability of commercial transportation and taxation.

For the first time, he asked about aristocratic things that he usually didn't like to talk about. The captain always regarded himself as a member of the navy or a simple captain. It's not like Alan Bayer has never asked questions about his family, but he could only answer his own name. But he didn't mention his last name.

But the name Alan Bayer was already really famous, so she immediately answered intelligently. "You misunderstood. I am not a legitimate businessman. What I just said was just a bad idea. If I knew that I was meeting the great Sun Lord, the King of Skadi, I would definitely not do such a thing to make people lose their tongue. Discourse.”

After Alan Bayer finished speaking, the captain just put his head back to his working position, and then gave a cold, or even indifferent answer. "Yeah, that's what it will be like in the end, just a bunch of stupid guys."

It is also the existence of those fortresses that ensures that the Freeport can carry out supplies, distribution, and logistics at low cost at all times. The longer the journey in this dark 40th millennium, the greater the risk. In the absence of Mandeville Point as a transportation core, Under such circumstances, normal sailing would take close to several months, which would be extremely risky.

"Compared to this, do we have a plan to break through the fortress defense?"

The person on the other side also immediately changed his attitude, but he was actually very polite in the first place. After all, any normal person would know that someone who can move around in an Imperial cruiser must not be messed with.

Behind this system that seemed extremely advanced in the dark forty thousand years, there are asteroid fortresses in various places that are like shrunken weak empires, highly autonomous, highly independent, controlled by various people, and it is not Enjili who enslaves them. , but something called profit.

But it is not a commercial thoroughfare, it was only built to accommodate adventurers and provide supplies on the way.

Alan Bair shook his head. "Other than projecting the landing ship, I don't have much choice. I originally wanted to rely on the powerful deployment capabilities of the Space Marines to occupy the area, and then smash down the Imperial Guard to stabilize it, but now it has been completely disrupted due to the subspace storm."

Then the good news came as expected. It didn't take long to wait. The soldiers of the Imperial Guard were like flames burning the enemies like sawdust. But more often than not, those people just threw away their helmets when they saw the members of the Imperial Guard. A, automatic guns are scattered all over the floor.

In just a few hours, this merchant ship completely became the property of the Imperial Guard. According to reports, the interior of this ship was even more narrow, with most of its space used in warehouses. Typical commercial transformation, even the interior The crews were not at full strength, just barely provisioned and staffed for the journey, which would explain why they were so slow to respond to the Imperial Guard's approach.

Alan Bayer just subconsciously opened his tactical tablet and called up the information storage library on the Nexus battleship, or the Thinker array, because he had never understood civilian battleships, and in this situation, he had to be vigilant and understand those things.

Therefore, he hardly wears rose-tinted glasses. "Pirates, the power used by the Feng family, how should I say, the foundation determines the upper level. When they use pirates to complete their own power ambitions, I no longer think they can get rid of this curse."

"It's very simple." The captain lowered the hull without hesitation. Under the operation of mobilizing thousands of people, the huge hull slowly approached diagonally downwards, but this "slowness" was actually a response to the huge universe. explain.

The voice transmitted through the radio sounded young and sharp, and he quickly realized that the person on the other side should be a woman, and of course it was not ruled out that it was a sissy pervert from Slaanesh.

Under such circumstances, Alan Bayer, who was gradually approaching the first asteroid fortress, was on the bridge, looking at the endless void, and his thoughts were disturbed by the captain's words. "What do you think of Freeport's Admiral?"

The entire bridge now only has the low breathing of the engine, buzzing, buzzing, and only the sound of the calculations of the Thinker array, beep, beep, chaotic and full of order, silent and extremely noisy, in the void far away from the stars, human beings The eyes are no longer of practical use and the senses are reduced to nothingness.

Although inconspicuous, it is very reliable. In addition, it is equipped with small weapons to fend off pirates and enable those unlucky ones to escape unscathed in many skirmishes. Its smaller body allows it to be more maneuverable and more capable. Moving around in transportation.

In the case of a benchmark, the speed of the poor Wanderer ship is simply like the tortoise in the tortoise and the hare race, and the call of the tortoise surpassing the hare is impossible to occur in reality.

Therefore, this is a highly centralized but fragmented system. Those asteroids rely on profits and the reputation brought by the protection of free ports to plunder wealth. Free ports rely on strong control to maintain centralized power. The final oppression and plunder will always be the several nearby ones. Poor world in the star system.

In other words, those asteroid fortresses simultaneously represent an extension of the entire free port. They simultaneously serve as blood vessels and limbs, using their firepower to escort various ships while providing pirates with a stronghold to threaten other worlds in the star system.

the captain asked. "Do you want to communicate with them?"

Sublight speed is not considered fast in this universe. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is just crawling. The absence of the Mandeville point is both a curse and a gift, because it can effectively hinder the enemy's progress. In the dark and boundless universe, the silence of navigation is stretched for a long time. , and a few more hours passed that felt like days, excluding the boredom and the suffocating silence.

Therefore, Alan Bayer didn't understand why this little guy sailed here, but he already had a rough idea of ​​the answer in his heart.

But his words were soon fulfilled. Jump gangs filled with elite Imperial Guards were launched from the flames. Bright firelight flashed. In an instant, heavy engineering drills were used to break open the fragile hull. Dozens of transport assault ships were launched from the ship. Breakthroughs were made from the beginning, warehouse, and tail. Due to the lack of artillery fire, those people could only watch them take action, and did not dare or be able to resist.

"Not red, not the Adeptus Mechanicus or an enemy, nor green, a friendly friend of the Empire." As a commander, Alan Bair could get closer and observe, and he thought for a moment. "A civilian ship?"

"The Red Pirates are just unexpected external forces. It would be the same without them. One day this free port will be overwhelmed by a mixed force, because its strength is based on unstable external force. It may be a certain merchant dynasty, or it may be It’s a powerful pirate group, or an alien invasion, including the current situation, heresy.”

Nowadays, only the powerful psychic powers of the navigator and the astropath can guide the ship forward. Eyes or words in the traditional sense are no longer effective. Therefore, unlike the ground war, the battle on the battleship is quite fragmented. That is impossible. A war detected by the naked eye, abrupt and empty.

The Vagabond Class Merchant Trader is a very common cargo ship model in the Empire's merchant fleet. It has a wide range of uses and can transport a variety of goods and even people, which makes them very popular among poor charter captains.

It might be a translation problem, or it might be the name taboo he saw in the ancient ruins, but the word "Feng" did bring him back to the past a little bit. It was very far away, so far away that he couldn't remember it. Maybe he also used passersby at some point. He commented on the many stories of this family on Ancient Terra, but now, except for the names of several big countries and the two wars, he could not remember any other historical details.

She also emphasized that this guarantees that her next sentences are true. "I am a cold trade economic person and I am transporting a batch of medicines. I am very familiar with the next fortress and the conditions in this area. It will definitely be useful. It will be of great use!"

At this moment, Alan Bayer just continued to look at the void. Those things were not important to this huge universe. Except for smoke, death, war, and sacrifice, nothing in this world was important. He just looked at the giant ship slowly moving towards forward.

Just like that weird sense of fragmentation, the rapid roar and the annoying noise appeared in the black universe as always. There were no flickering fires or huge enemy ships, just a faint light on the dark green holographic fortune teller display. Small focused dots of yellow light.

Technical specifications: 2 kilometers vertically, 0.4 kilometers horizontally; weight 8 million tons; crew of approximately 18,000 people; gravity acceleration 2.1g.

Alan Bair then asked to speak to the captain or person in charge, and the person he spoke to was also very interesting. She claimed that she was an Imperial Charter Captain who was transporting medicines, and could pay enough tolls, and emphasized again that she was not disobedient. Lord Bandertal's wish was that the line was blocked and the channel had to be changed.

In contrast, Alan Beyer shouted loudly. "I am the Astra Militarum War Lord Alain Bair, the commander of the 4th Skadi Infantry Regiment, and the planetary governor of Skadi, and you, as the charter captain, are actually aiding the evil!"

After several rapid accelerations, the little thing began to take shape in the naked eye. It was a monster like a giant pipe organ, floating in the void like a church organ. The stern was glowing with blue flames, and there was only one thing on the bow. Two small macro cannons were used as weapons, and the captain couldn't help but say that it was difficult for him to imagine what it would be like to only shoot the enemy with the frontal cannon.

And soon, he got the answer.

The trade routes from the outermost edge of the nearest star system to the free port are all formed by the diligent distribution of fortresses and the transportation of countless small ships.

He was a little dumbfounded, but he asked again. "What exactly are you transporting?"

The woman hesitated before answering. "Alluvial Tincture"

Alan Bayer was not surprised. Obviously, men need this thing anytime, and in Gutera's words, it is a strong penis medicine made by the Eldar.

But more than her small business, Alan Beyer is now more concerned about how many soldiers and equipment her boat can transport... because he wants to use smuggling to bring the soldiers in!