Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire

When the mysterious veil of the dark port is ruthlessly torn off, those legendary special or demonized things disappear without a trace. This is a smaller port with normal functions, such as ordinary ones, landing platforms, and container terminals. , the double-headed eagle representing the empire and the loyal bones, when old Chester turns on the power with ease, those things are displayed in front of people, and it is inevitable that people will feel a little lost.

There are no suspicious and complicated procedures, countless embellished psychic witchcraft, or strange mysterious rituals. There are only several trucks, transport crawlers, and containers parked here in disorder.

The colonel was a little disappointed when he spoke to Lord Magron, but his reason was not those mythical legends, but actual tactical considerations. "Sir, whether you agree or not, it seems that this place is not suitable as a defensive battle front. It is too open. At the same time, it is difficult to lay out minefields on the hard ground, and the distance the enemy needs to charge is not far away."

Old Chester spoke now. "Colonel, you are right, but those forklifts and crawler transport vehicles still have oil, and the garage is full. You can add sandbags to them and stack them into bunkers. It is impossible for the enemy to use large weapons here. At the same time, the port is fire-proof and explosion-proof. The dividing door is also armed with a small number of automatic cannons, and there is also an armory of security personnel inside that can be used as a supply.”

the colonel asked again. "Indeed, but what if they use individual missiles? It is much worse than trenches. The bunkers will be torn apart and can no longer be used after being broken once. However, trenches can be repeated for a long time, and the ground can still be used even if it is torn apart. As a cover, it just doesn’t fit that well.”

"How long can opening fire doors at the same time hinder the enemy? They can rely on the door to be closed to move forward quickly. Opening it rashly will create opportunities for breakthrough."

Lord Magroon said suddenly. "Use both. Use forklifts and trucks to form a bunker in the front, and start digging in the back. The metal ground that is not soft can be excavated by the limited engineering force."

said the colonel with disapproval. "If we can dig more trenches, there will be more possibilities for victory. I need Mr. Almiron to do justice to me. I don't want to waste manpower on an unwarranted, unreliable..." He glanced at the person who had just started. Just follow the lord's...tramp, and say. "poor."

Lord Magroon said. "Colonel, where is your compassion, tolerance, patience and understanding?"

replied the colonel. "I'm an expert. If someone, especially a layman, makes judgments based on this, I will never understand it."

The wild snake could see it clearly. He raised his weapon, but did not get close to the front line of the battlefield. His target was the lord, and he wanted to sneak like a snake. Unknowingly, a group of people had bypassed the PDF and the lord's personal soldiers. Weird angles surrounded the lord's rear from all sides. Their goal was to protect the lord with all their strength and preserve the fire for the follow-up, rather than to win.

"You said you need wine to play accurately?" he added, a bit amused. "Here, put a target on a target 70 meters away and ask him to shoot. I think this guy just had a drink. If you want to lie, I can punish you according to military discipline."

"Yes, my lord, but I hope, up to a hundred meters." He raised his pistol. It was an automatic gun and a pistol. At most, its caliber could barely penetrate ordinary body armor. Its kinetic energy You will definitely lose everything at 100 meters.

Even a layman can see that this place is not suitable for that. The funny thing is that this "expert" can't do it. This is the tragedy of the empire struggling in this death void, and it is also proof that it is becoming more and more solid. Although there are definitely talented people people, but more of them are such "ordinary" officers.

The whale class is a terrifying large square, from which countless twinkling stars are launched, which are the kind used by single-soldier login warehouses and used by mortals.

replied the wild snake. "Chief Rice, this is just a little excitement. You won't let me shoot at the enemy while I'm awake. I can't do it, but with a little nicotine and a bottle of wine, I can show you what I can do."

replied the wild snake. "You'll survive, very well, sir, you're a lucky man, and secondly, the whale is coming."

So the major said uncertainly. "One hundred meters? The best sniper in my team can at most use a sniper rifle to hit cans a hundred meters away. He can hit the target with perfect accuracy. He is already an expert among thousands of people. And you, a pistol?"

asked the major. "what does this mean."

The wild snake couldn't help but light up a cigarette and watched the lord's soldiers stack up forklifts, trucks, and various things very quickly. It would only take a few hours to form a pretty good battle line. In comparison, here The progress is really difficult.

But the wild snake just ordered those who followed him to put the empty ammunition boxes and cans on the sandbags a hundred meters away. The commotion here also attracted the attention of many soldiers. After learning about it, they stole Whispers were whispering about this impossible thing, and someone was outrageously saying that he watched this man drink two bottles, and he could tell it was highly alcoholic by smelling it.

"Oh my god, madman, won't he hit me?" someone shouted worriedly.

"Enemy attack!"

He sat on the sandbag and opened his own wine bottle. The soldiers who followed him abandoned their commanders and followed him for some reason even though he had no command authority. But even so, it didn't matter. Most of the people in PDF today were still preparing for war peacefully. Before waking up, the officers turned on the stove and the soldiers piled sandbags out of boredom. In contrast, the lord's private soldiers were more efficient due to the encouragement of their faith.

The war came as promised. The smoke caused by the explosion dissipated, and a huge whale-class transport ship appeared, surrounded by two Karazha galleons and two universe-class transport ships, both of which had been transformed for war. , a huge macro cannon hangs high on it, and a long and flat body like a giant dragon.

"Where is Mr. Almiron? He always gives opinions that everyone is satisfied with!"

the major said politely. "No, you can use a sniper rifle, a rifle, or a soldier. I'll give you three targets. Just hit one. Otherwise, your bottle of wild snake wine will be mine." He didn't care about those disciplines, he just wanted to get the drink. , he didn’t want this man to get off the stage. He looked at least 30, and he was unknown. How could it be possible...

The soldiers began to prepare in an orderly manner. Wild snakes were among them, watching the situation on the battlefield with amusement. This long and wide port did not have complicated terrain. The enemy could blast open the outer armor of the port and forcefully log in. But it had to be said, The cover of this place is very good. From the void, this place is just an inconspicuous foundation.

His ideas were almost copied from the Empire's standard infantry manual. If it were a normal battlefield, it would be able to delay the battle well, but this place is obviously too narrow, and they don't have much time, and the ground is not suitable for trench warfare, but even so He also still has a superstitious belief in the authority of the Imperial Guard Infantry Manual. After all, his position as colonel relies entirely on the results he achieved in simulated sparring exercises with the rather complete Infantry Combat Manual, as well as the honorary status brought by his family.

replied the wild snake. "Yes, pistol."

"My lord, you don't trust me?" The colonel frowned.

"Whale?" The young officer hesitated for a moment, and immediately heard the sound of automatic cannon firing in the void. Soon, a burst of vibration filled the sound, which silenced the sound of the cannonballs. This port did not have much stationed firepower for the sake of concealment. Someone yelled next as a single macrocannon shot crippled the arsenal.

"It's really hopeless." He was holding a cigarette in his mouth, but before he lit it, a major suddenly came to him. The commander's clothes revealed his identity, and he was so young that he could determine his location with just one glance. Snake also quickly recalled his name, then the officer said. "Corporal, what are you doing?"

The wild snake burped in wine, then put away the pistol with the barrel still hot, lay back on the ground, continued to distribute wine and play cards to the soldiers, and then answered the major. "Draw one?" He raised about 16 cards in his hand, and the major pulled one suspiciously, the Ace of Hearts.

In comparison, the lord's private army did an ironic job. Six thick, difficult-to-climb and long lifelines made of countless engineering equipment, sandbags, and barbed wire almost used up everything here and transformed the entire port. Do defense projects.

"No, it's just that I'm in charge of my soldiers. Secondly, the engineering department can't dig such a large trench across the entire area. I recommend that my soldiers be divided into two poles on both sides of the battle line, starting from the strong wall of the port along the The edge is stationed inward, leaving only the middle area for the pdf legions to guard." The lord replied.

At this moment, Wild Snake raised his gun with one hand. Instead of firing, he filled his own small glass. The container about the size of his thumb was filled with strong liquor, and he poured it into his mouth if there was no food to go with the wine.

the colonel said immediately. "Look, this is the best thing. Never doubt our ability and do our best. Lord, if you don't believe in our ability, you can take command yourself."

Religion is really a terrible thing. The wild snake couldn't help but think of the powerful military power of the God of All Machines, the countless servitors, the Titans that cover the sky and the sun, and the machinery of God. If the state religion did not have the problem of the apostasy era, it would probably It is also such a huge beast, raising its own knights, that is, the Skitarii...

said the officer next to him. "Sir, Mr. Almiron is too tired, and since he is not an officer, he should not be a commander, nor should he supervise the battle, so he is resting in a nearby vehicle."

Although Magroon is loyal, he is not stupid, he still insisted at this time. "My soldiers conduct independent battle lines. Let you and my troops cut the entire port into two parts, each responsible for one half. This will also relieve the command pressure."

It's just that the PDFs' poor speed has not yet completed those trenches. According to the imperial standards, they should have dug at least four trenches, but they only have two, and they are not crisscrossed, and the depth is not enough to cover most of the soldiers' bodies. Many of them can only squat on the ground. Maintaining cover in the bunker, not to mention that there are no standard U-shaped stations or back-shaped fire outlets. Only sandbags and barbed wire can barely stabilize the defense system here.

"Okay, your legion will be responsible for both sides." The colonel was a little happy because of this, because shortening the front line can reduce command pressure and strengthen defense. If the lord's request is followed, this rectangular port will be turned into a battlefield, with soldiers on both sides of the defense line. It is the most difficult to command, and coordinating the same thing is equivalent to having one person split his attention. Now that the lord is responsible for those problems, and the important core defense position is given to him, he is naturally satisfied.

At this point, the fog of war completely filled the suffocating air. People witnessed the light in the distance getting closer and closer. After a few deep and timid sounds, the long login warehouse was smashed in at an exquisite oblique angle. Inside the dark harbor, before the enemy even opened the login warehouse, PDF gave the order rashly. "shooting!"

The firepower of this group can completely turn this place into flat ground, even a defensive battle is enough, but those people still choose a landing battle to obtain the fortress. They want to keep this place intact as much as possible, and treat the betrayers like a souvenir or trophy. and his territory.

But when the soldiers poked their heads out, what was waiting for them was not the enemy, but the metal shell of the login compartment opened, and several Wolf Spider turrets appeared inside. They were stuck in it, spraying at the same time, roaring with projectile flames. The thoughts carried by those nasty things The precise strafing of the attacker array killed dozens of people in an instant, and the blood stained the ground of the trenches which were full of metal fragments. Now, the enemy's landing ship relied on the fire suppression and bunker effects caused by those things to log in.

It’s just that a simulation is always a simulation. The battlefield on the sandbox is always soft and dignable. The soldiers have also completed standard training and can complete target digging and shooting at a fixed time like machines. Even if they have tried their best to simulate morale issues and supply needs, the battlefield The ever-changing nature of the discipline is the biggest problem for military officers.

But the wild snake had already fired, bang bang bang, all three targets fell down, the projectiles were impartial, and the empty cans were flying everywhere, which made the major stunned, and said again. "My army has plenty of wine. You can come to my place, tell me your name, and I will add you to my personal army. How about it?"

He straightened his body, and his dark pdf military uniform revealed under the artificial light the sacrosanct privilege of carrying out violence as a soldier, and he waved his hand. "The entire 46th Defense Force listened to the order, strengthened ground defenses, dug trenches, and forged multiple fronts with a core of 500 meters. The requirements were the fastest and the best."

Everyone knows those heretical and disgusting ideas, but here it has a greater function, that is, it becomes a springboard for the death of Wandering Port. A large amount of materials provided to the Imperial Guard for the war are imprisoned here. If this place is captured, the large fleet will defeat Wandering Port. The chances of Hong Kong and the Red Pirates will become slim.

The colonel looked at the chaos here in disbelief and cursed. "According to logic, shouldn't they conduct an infantry test first? Why directly launch a turret to suppress it? This!" He was a little angry and babbled in the steel-encircled command room, and put down his telescope and said subconsciously. "Next, request artillery support..."

The other officers looked at each other and said. "Sir, we have no artillery fire and no support..."

After they finished speaking, the roar of guns came from a distance, as well as the screams of soldiers. At this moment, the colonel felt for the first time what war was. It was not a sandbox or a plan, but the interaction between simple lives. They were fighting, but the great commander of the empire was now as helpless as a child.