Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire

In Bandertal's manor hall, this magnificent place was once filled with all kinds of noble things that mortals could not understand. At this moment, a large number of energy pipelines and heavy communication equipment are arranged here. It is also at this moment that Skadi's fourth The infantry regiment finally gained the ability to communicate with the fleet.

This was also due to the fact that the rune soldiers did not remove the heavy crystal generator from the armory, and the ensign used the heavy backpack of the signal trooper and the equipment on the Chimera command armored vehicle to send out an approaching signal, allowing the Imperial Navy to approach the fortress.

After many difficulties, this crazy and busy night finally came to an end. The ensign's eyes were already heavy. Caffeine and stimulants made him reluctant to work mechanically. He wanted to finish this strategic communication and then try to rest for a while. time.

The officer followed the section of the Imperial Infantry Manual on how to deal with temporary reactions to stimulant overdose, using rhythmic techniques and a small amount of electrified wires to stimulate his bare chest, loosen the muscles, and try to avoid the possibility of subsequent heart disease. Soldiers on the battlefield probably do not enjoy this "service".

The hot electricity made the ensign grit his teeth, while he drank the bitter Reka coffee and called through the heavy communicator.

After confirming the call, the voice of Commander-in-Chief Alan Bayer came. "Inform the ground troops, the signal is smooth, the Destruction Eagle Chapter has returned to the team, the relic storage work went smoothly, the Emperor bless you, boy, you did a good job."

"I have read the intelligence documents on the ground. The situation of those freak soldiers is very difficult. The Destruction Eagles have descended and are expected to arrive in your area in 50 hours... They have brought supplies and weapons in order to arrive as soon as possible. , only sixty Space Marines went, of course there were company captains and sergeants, as well as technical sergeants who maintained related equipment. However, transportation problems limited the two Dreadnoughts to be on standby. "

The ensign replied weakly. "That's enough, boss. We can hold on. At least, no one can take the position from us before the light of the Star Torch goes out! The Catachans have obtained the enemy's plan. I have arranged the array according to the enemy's surprise. Alright team."

Alan Bayer's hoarse voice asked again on the radio. "Then have you explored the second option? What if your intelligence is a bait? You must prepare for a second change of tactics at any time and at any time. I understand that time is tight and the soldiers have no energy, but the officers need to be aware of the personal situation. Something about that.”

"Although war is more about adapting to circumstances, we must do well where we can." His tone was a bit like an elder's preaching to the young, and it also had the arrogance of a superior officer, but the second lieutenant knew that he was qualified.

The ensign could only answer. "Of course, it's foolproof."

"Then you go to rest, my order, you sound like a dying person, don't waste time, go to rest quickly, and then prepare for another war, this cruel world is like this, constantly repeating this cycle." Aylan Bayer answered helplessly. He was powerless to change the status quo, and it was difficult to immediately help the brothers who were actually fighting.

At this point, the ensign replied. "yes!"

On the other side, the man who had obtained the right to command the Rune Warriors, the newly promoted leader of the First Tribe, did not prepare for war after hastily imprisoning the original leader. Instead, he sat in a truck and walked towards the camp.

Contrary to what most people imagined, this group of crazy people had no interest in ordinary people at the lower levels. Even a few once kind-hearted soldiers relied on their right to speak to persuade their comrades to take civilians out of the fighting area. This truck had just left the industrial elevator.

However, the new leader Rodman just rubbed the hidden symbol on his neck, while sitting in the passenger seat of the truck, tightly holding a bag of ordinary ashes.

He was not a kind person, but for the first time he agreed to allow soldiers to transport civilians out of the war zone. His goal was to get what he wanted even if he wasted time and preparation time in battle, that is, the powder in the bag in his hand.

The Imperial Guard cleans the battlefield as cleanly as jackals and tigers and leopards gnaw at corpses, especially the ashes and remains of the Great Demon, but no matter how clean those things are, they cannot be completely dissipated. With the help of their advance ability and the one on the Brass Throne, He found powder floating in the elevator, where the battlefield had been.

Most of them were burned from the corpses of mortals who had been infected and mutated by the Great Demonic Spirit. This approximately 20 grams of remains, less than the spices in a pepper pot in a restaurant, could change the fate of this sector.

He carefully put those things into an exquisite, sealed cowhide bag. This relic was engraved with many strange symbols, and it seemed to have the effect of suppressing spiritual energy, so that it could store the remains of the great demon that were extremely easy to dissipate in the material world. .

But when the crew arrived at the camp, he saw that the compatriots who were preparing for military preparations were at war with each other. In the early morning when the artificial light had just risen, in this rare and good place, in the palace of the nobles, their dissatisfaction and disunity were obviously not there. normal.

Secondly, the war is ahead, but at this moment, today, this moment, they have to unite!

He stepped into the palace, and the people became quiet. The former company of the third tribe cursed. "He's someone who can make sense!"

"Look, look, the recruits of Company 8 threw the strategic map to the enemy. Now we can't attack, and it's even more uncomfortable to defend. The Imperial Guard has grasped our core motivations, and our planned assault plan is half the result with twice the result!"

But Rodman, the leader of the First Tribe, scolded the man. "We are no longer dogs! People from the third tribe, watch your words!"

The runes on his neck revealed a faint red light. His furious emotions and the thoughts involved in this incident made him resonate with the highly corrupted body of the subspace. At this moment, people saw that his skin was red by one degree, and his teeth were also sharp. Get up, but for this group of monsters, mutated bodies are simply commonplace.

The company commander of the third tribe was wilted, but the leader of the eighth tribe who had lost the strategic map took a step forward. "My child lost something. Although he was killed, according to the laws of the Legion, I am also guilty. I will be punished!"

Now that Rodman had calmed down, he rubbed his stinging neck and said. "We are not one. Now we are working on our own. I have no right to punish you, but you can make up for it. I ask for the next sprint and encirclement. Your troops will conduct a surprise attack maneuver, walk several kilometers further than others, and circle to the north of the Imperial Guard. gate, destroying their defenses."

The company commander of the third tribe spoke. "Then we are not..."

"Yes, bait, but the responsibility belongs to the Eighth Company, so it makes sense to let them do this, right?" Rodman asked.

"You want to give this loser a chance? He just had an accident!" The third tribe company commander was a little dissatisfied, but he also understood that this was a fatality. They needed to pass through an urban area that was proven to be under enemy surveillance, and they lacked Heavy firepower makes it even more impossible to bomb there.

Even for this group of rune freaks, that place is still extremely dangerous. The existence of Catachan is like the Sword of Damocles hanging somewhere. The 8th Company has already suffered losses, so his dissatisfaction is more about letting them To take on responsibilities that they cannot take responsibility for.

But the leader of the eighth tribe immediately spoke. "No, there won't be a second failure. If we fail, all the approximately 600 brothers in our area will die!" He was a little crazy and had been kidnapped by the so-called honor.

Rodman nodded. "In half an hour, the general attack will begin. Go and prove your words, brother..." But the look in his eyes was not approval, but a complex and bright cunning...

How those barbarians planned the battle situation had nothing to do with the Imperial Guard. During the chief commander's rest time, the chief of staff of Tadashi Academy took over the command. After deploying the array in the trenches in the southwest, he sent people to reinforce part of the external defense array. .

Several heavy explosive bombs are guarding this area. If the enemy wants to bypass this area, they need to detour from the southwest camp of the surprise attack to the outside. At the same time, Catachan and Stormtroopers have laid traps and traps in the city. The defensive arrays are their spies and soldiers at every corner and pass, in the alleys and houses.

This is very clever, and it is also very troublesome, but war is about using any means. The chief of staff stroked his modified palm. When a graduate of the Empire's loyal heirs reaches his special position, he will basically modify his right hand to help. They shoot...to kill cowards who run away out of fear.

He was glad that he no longer had to fire projectiles behind the heads of his comrades. He also thought about the countless loyal heirs in the empire openly using fear to increase morale. However, in an empire with more despair than hope, he had no ability to change this situation.

The lieutenant's report from Pan Lan brought his thoughts back to reality. This young man's status was already extraordinary. Although he was an adjutant, he was higher than many veterans. However, he could no longer go further. After all, Skadi stepped No matter how enlightened the Corps is, it cannot fully accommodate a young person from another world who is making rapid progress.

He and the young man felt the same way about this, but this regiment, which treated everyone equally, tried its best to make them feel less excluded. By now, the chief of staff also had a good impression of the young man.

The young man spoke. "The enemy has been spotted approaching by the reconnaissance team. There are about 7,000 people. They are approaching the firing range. The battle will begin in a few minutes."

The chief of staff nodded. "That side of Catachan?"

the lieutenant answered. "We discovered that a company of enemies was preparing to retreat, and the blockade was successful. Almost all the enemies were wiped out. Only a few people reached the northern defense line, and were annihilated by a small number of defenders."

"Nothing unexpected..." The chief of staff closed his eyes and took a rest. His condition was not much better than that of most officers. His ease was more due to his willpower and resistance to stimulants. You must know that in the training of Zhongji Academy, people are forced to Ingestion of medications is compulsory.

And just half an hour later, he heard the answer again. "The enemy retreated... They did not invade, they just left after the border interference, seemingly without a strategic goal."

"The cover is to provide tactical cover for the company of the northern troops that went to the weak defense, but they did not expect to be annihilated so quickly." The chief of staff replied.

"Let Catachan and the Storm loyal heirs collect the weapons and equipment and bring them back to the camp. As expected, they have already defended it on the first day..."

It came very quickly and failed very quickly. In other words, those rune warriors actually did not want the Eighth Tribe to survive, and this death was not actually a sacrifice. The leader of the First Tribe took his soldiers and never returned. There may be enemies in the streets bringing home the bodies of those dead brothers.

This move greatly moved the other comrades, not only the dog tags, but also their bodies as humans. However, this incident was planned by Rodman from the beginning. He took most of the remains into the aristocratic space. The second floor of the palace is a completely enclosed space with only candle lighting.

And use blood and bones to draw the runes of Khorne, and then use the skin full of blue runes to cover the platform.

Rough needlework connects those things, and the flesh and blood are not wasted. They are used as sacrifices. Here, there are eight hundred sacrifices and souls that are completely soaked in spiritual energy, full of pain and despair, plus a trace of the world's most powerful sacrifices. The legacy of a special great demon.

The flickering candle flames and Rodman's devoutly prostrate appearance appeared like flickers in this hall as the intensity of the light fluctuated.

Sometimes he prays, sometimes he sings, he prostrates himself in worship. The skeleton is the platform, the skin is the paper, the blood is the dye, the flesh is the sacrifice, and the soul is the gift. He treats his brothers who are like blood relatives as nothing else. Rodman's palms have been dyed. Full of blood.

And their heads were buried. Although they were just empty shells, they could also stabilize people's hearts. It was just him. Rodman left one person's head. He raised the head of that stupid man. That was the captain of the Eighth Company, using The head of the poor man who carried his brother to death through his foolish actions.

he muttered. "Good brother, good brother, if you weren't reckless and stupid and were bewitched by my spiritual power, this plan would have been delayed..." He stroked and held the head, and then suddenly crushed it hard, and the "chan" in the head The "material" flows out and is poured on the "feast" composed of the demon powder and corpse flesh and blood.

In the invisible fluctuations, a long-horned monster with serrated swords, a scarlet human skin shield, and a red body with red sheep's hooves stepped out of the rune circle. He had a long black cloak, and his eyes were like the eyes of a demon's sheep.

He is the Skullbringer and the immortal champion of Khorne, the greatest of all Blood Cults, and as he searches for valuable skulls for his master, he scans his foes until he finds the most powerful. , roared and challenged him, and then another strong man fell.

His legend is spread throughout the universe, and the demonic forms in human history were also born from its existence. He looked at the soldier and spoke. "My Lord invites you to the eternal battlefield."

Rodman nodded reverently. "I am happy to serve. I will wait for your army to arrive and conquer the Pangia sub-sector!"

The portal is constantly spitting out monsters at this moment. One by one, bloodletters, terrifying skull cannons, or demon vanguards are about to destroy this place.