Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire

The bright red flares that rose like stars told the Imperial Guard a quick and clear message: victory has come.

And the demon monsters also moved in a chaotic manner after a while. To be precise, the original attacks of the demons were orderly, divided into several large groups according to their responsibilities, flanking and frontal breakthroughs, with clear division of labor, and changing rapidly according to the situation. But now, they seemed to have lost their souls and wisdom, and were slow to respond to the fake moves of the Imperial Guard.

The demons rely on psychic communication and have an absolute superior-subordinate relationship. At the same time, this demon army is not large in scale. There is neither a great demon that covers the sky and the sun and his countless nightmares to form a complete combat group, nor is there the love of the gods themselves stepping down and infusing their will here.

And psychic power brings them convenience, that is, the commander uses other demons conquered by him as if they were his arms, but there are also disadvantages, that is, the secondary large-scale group will not be able to help showing strategic stupidity after losing the commander.

This is different from the greenskins' love of acting independently, but it is also similar. Demons are originally made of negative emotions. After there is no commander to suppress their stupidity, the demons' attacks on the Imperial Guards become crazy, fast, and one after another.

To be precise, sacrificing skulls is more important to individual demons than winning, so now they only choose to kill the enemy with the most destructive individual power, regardless of the overall war advantage.

But they don't know that the Imperial Guards have occupied most of the tactical depth and high-quality high ground. If those demons don't attack the high ground through large-scale left and right cooperation, making those troops in a situation of being attacked from both sides, it will be difficult to gain a real advantage.

The love of skulls and blood, as well as the worship of their own father god and the resoluteness and the lack of concept of death are extremely high-quality talents in war. In human civilization, it takes a lot of resources, luck and enough personal charm to create a similar effect.

But after the commander was lost, those excellent talents became a burden, a ruthless burden. Under the crossfire and the high-altitude shooting of the Imperial Guard, the extremely wide range of firepower coverage and the constant anti-infantry fragmentation bombing on the war platform.

In addition to the loss of the coordinated nature of infantry and tanks, the elite and rune warriors of the Imperial Guard can easily use anti-tank cluster mines or melta bombs, or even melta guns to shoot at the blind spots of vehicles.

Without the demons as an obstacle to anti-vehicle behavior, at very close range, the firepower of mortals is not necessarily worse than that of tactical platforms.

At this point, hope came. Those weapons penetrated the bodies of the demons and the demon engines. In the trenches and on the platforms, there was constant shooting. The Imperial Guard was like a clenched fist, smashing down heavily when the opponent's abdomen was exposed, and one punch broke the enemy with fierce attacks, larger size and more experience.

In the command room, the officers who had been suppressed for a long time smiled for the first time, but they still dared not be careless in the face of enemies like demons, and approved the grassroots officers to use greater firepower and more manpower to carry out more crazy suppression and purges.

They were afraid. The crazy greenskins, the terrible traitor space marines, and even the dark Eldar or the forged rune freaks, those alien heretics who tarnished the light of the emperor did not scare these iron-blooded tough guys, but today, those demons did it.

There is no special reason, it is just weird and difficult to deal with, and compared with other weird existences they have seen, this group of guys is particularly regular, that is, there is an actual system and organization.

That is, those demons can be reproduced and exist almost infinitely in the dark side of this universe, in the souls and haze of human beings...

Such fear is not cowardice, but the realization that those things are always coveting the territory of the empire and the souls of mortals, and after facing and witnessing those crazy and terrible forces, they rationally warned their advice that there is no absolute safety in this world, and this point dissipated.

They are more loyal to the Emperor, and they understand more clearly how valuable the sentence "The only Lord of the only human in the sky" is.

They have become people who know what actually exists in this world. Demons are not lies, and the religious and mysterious nature of the warp is not false. Countless things from hell are always spying on their flesh, blood, souls, skulls, skin, and loyal will.

It feels like the pores are pierced by dense and weak needles, and blood flows out of those holes and is locked by the skin, causing severe cerebral hemorrhage, while the person only looks like his skin has become a little red. If you don't know, you won't understand the harm behind this incident to people.

And the only way for those iron-blooded men to deal with such fear is to kill, that is, to use all the things they know that have the ability and power to bombard, shoot, and kill again and again, and drive those demons out of their eyes from the essence, so that they can feel a faint sense of peace.

This subconscious also represents the choice of the brave to face fear, the weak to escape, the ordinary to go crazy, and the brave to face it. In the fierce shooting and close combat, every trench, every slope, and every depression became a ruthless meat grinder. The smell of blood and sulfur, the malicious wind, combined into a terrible nightmare symphony.

Under the endless shooting, explosions, rolling rubble, broken sandbags, and the wailing of dissipated souls and demons, the fear was dispelled, leaving only desolation.

This is what the Empire does now. As long as they witness the existence of demons, the instinctive reaction of the Imperials is unknown, fearful, and timid, and then they attack them more crazily than exterminating heretics and aliens.

This is caused by the pain buried in the human genome, and it is also the result of the source of all the sufferings of human civilization since the beginning of the Dark Technology Age when it appears in front of the now riddled Imperials.

Either believe in those powers madly, or kill those things. This is why extreme organizations such as the Inquisition, the Grey Knights, and the Assassination Chamber appear again and again, and grow disorderly until they swallow up most of the Empire.

However, there are still calm people in this place, that is, the young lieutenant. He has sorted out enough logistics. About half of the troops, a full 10,000 elites, are in all the vehicles that the Imperial Guard can find now.

Most of them are vehicles in the hands of the enemy, and there are also a large number of PDFs. The responsibility of this highly mobile infantry unit is also very difficult, that is, to block the demon portal area, eliminate all the demons that appear next as soon as possible, and wait for the arrival of the Destruction Eagle War Group.

This decision was smart and quick. If the demons sent out another high-level demon who could serve as a commander, and the Imperial Guard could not control the situation, those things would come back. If the Imperial Guard sent out too many troops, the rune warriors stationed here would also become a threat.

The commander of the troops who left was the reliable Chief of Staff of the 4th Skadi Infantry Regiment. He was experienced, sensitive, and had systematically studied the Imperial militarization theory that the ordinary Skadi command had not touched too much.

He was smart and sensitive. The troops arrived at the destination in a crushing manner. This place was input into the officer's personal terminal early. There were also a large number of demons blocking the way on the road, but the scattered soldiers were not threatening. Demons were not masters of guerrilla warfare.

Of course, their individual strength was not weak, but when they were scattered, they were more like wandering without fighting. Perhaps considering that they did not want to return to the boring life of the Supreme Heaven so early, those demons seemed a little timid and deliberately bypassed the Imperial Guard, allowing the Emperor's warriors to reach the destination without bloodshed.

When the chief of staff saw the strange mansion at the destination, he could feel that the soldiers should not enter it. He arranged the troops to be stationed, dug bunkers, trenches, and arranged sandbags and barbed wire.

This is smart. When the demon appeared out of thin air, the space where the material world exists felt torn apart, crackling purple currents and bright red muscles appeared, and a bloodletting vampire appeared.

Then the intensive firepower cleaned up the poor guy. The temporary portable generator ensured that the Imperial Guard would not lack firepower in the short term. The excellence of the explosive gun was like an enhanced version of the Imperial Guard's laser weapon, but the cost was too high and it could not be densely distributed among the hundreds of trillions of Imperial Guards in the Empire, otherwise the enemies of the Empire would inevitably be defeated.

However, at this moment, Khorne's plan completely failed, and the rune warriors also left their original positions. They went to chase the traitor. Their current leader seemed to have endless hatred, and the Imperial Guard naturally wanted to eliminate those enemies, but now they were also short of food and clothing, and they were out of ammunition.

The lieutenant had no choice but to bypass those things. They would also disappear from this star zone wisely, but it would probably only be temporary. Today, the Skadi people are as exhausted as the Empire. They have power but cannot eradicate those evils.

Only Captain Kenny of PDF expressed his displeasure at the man's departure, because he saved his troops. Otherwise, even if they could deliver supplies to the manor, they would die and could not effectively organize troops.

He also expressed his trust in the Imperial Guard, and took the remaining troops to take the initiative to maintain the security of the industrial elevators, in order to prevent the mobile demons from entering the Zhonghei residential area and causing chaos and distortion.

The lieutenant just looked at this responsible man. He shouldn't be so frustrated, but he chose to do so. For him, his home is the most important thing, and such a soldier should not be buried here.

And he could only report to Alan Baier. As the next real ruler of Engili, it is self-evident what the future of this dazzling soldier will be.

After bidding farewell to those brave soldiers, just as the Imperial Guards were about to finish clearing the nearby demons, the Catachans returned to the manor in the dark. All the soldiers were injured, and burns and cuts were common. The field priests and field doctors bandaged them urgently. Although they were far inferior to the medical sisters of the state religion, they were better than in time.

At the same time, the Catachans themselves had a wealth of emergency medicines. Those wounds were properly bandaged to stop bleeding or burn disinfected before the secondary treatment and injection of anti-inflammatory and disinfectant drugs.

There was only one exception, that was the Catachans' sergeant. The man who killed the demon was severely burned all over his body, and his body was covered with a lot of rotten substances, which aggravated the ulceration on his body. The effect of secondary disinfection was not satisfactory, and the anti-inflammatory drugs were useless, although part of it was because the best time for first aid was wasted on the way back to the camp.

But most people understood that it was because the large-scale pouring of demon blood had a certain degree of impact on his body, and the influence of the psychic power of the Skull Taker Champion who had been cursing the Catachan sergeant before being dispelled.

However, his will is still clear. His once resolute face is now wrapped in sterile bandages, and his powerful body lies on the patient's bed. However, his spirit withstands the high fever and physical pain, and he clearly looks at each of his comrades. .

When the second lieutenant arrived, along with his good friend, the Letling boy, the soldier still seemed magnanimous and calm.

"How about it, Crying Face, I killed a demon. Brothers, give me some amset and sprinkle it on the wound. Everything will be fine." His tone was much weaker, and he still struggled to hold up his upper body. Leaning on the makeshift medical bed.

The second lieutenant didn't say a word. The Letling kid was so sentimental and righteous that he was already crying. Although he was also a frontline soldier, as a sniper, his pain was incomparable to that of the former Catachan noncommissioned officer in special operations. His hairy palms Put it in front of the sergeant's bedside and say.

"Why, didn't you mean that you must have left later than me? You know, the average life span of Letling people is higher than that of Imperial people."

Sergeant Catachan said bravely. "The average lifespan of the Kokatachan is higher than that of the Letlings!"

The ensign spoke now. "Isn't that the same as what the Ministry of Military Affairs said, that Catachan is actually a demi-human?"

At this moment, the three of them couldn't help but laugh, and there was a long silence afterwards. They didn't know how to deal with this situation. The separation between life and death on the battlefield usually lasted only a moment, but Sergeant Catachan could probably last ten years in a situation like this. It lasted for half a month, and it was slow and unbearable.

The poor medical standards in the battlefield and the hive were unlikely to allow him to recover, and the wounds continued to fester.

The sergeant couldn't help but say that it felt like he was having a flashback at this moment. "It's a pity that the head disappeared quickly after I fired the flare. Those demons left nothing behind, just like ghosts or ghosts!" His words became powerful again, and this feeling also affected the second lieutenant. His sensitive Feeling like things are not that bad.

He also spoke. "Of course, according to my opinion, those guys are similar to spiritual beings, and they are all supreme heavenly creatures. Everything about them is false and made..." The second lieutenant's knowledgeable answer was something he learned on the battlefield during this time. thing.

The second lieutenant said again. "But there are exceptions, such as demon weapons, armor, and the terrain changes they cause. Those things are caused by interference substances and actually exist."

As he spoke, he saw the presence of the Letling boy again, as well as Sergeant Catachan's gradually improving condition...

"Psychic power, untouchable..." he muttered.

"Okay, okay!" His mood suddenly improved and he said. "The Lytling boy is untouchable, and your body is affected by demonic energy. In theory, as long as the Lytling boy is still by your side, your problems may be suppressed..." At this moment, the emperor mercifully gave New opportunities for the winners.