Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire

A month after the Imperial Guard completely took over the Engili spaceport, the upper nest was reopened in the aftermath of the war. However, only individuals who had been strictly investigated by the Inquisition were allowed to enter it to recover family relics or valuable contracts, and promised Inquisitor Baby and his acolyte Mr. Wild Snake will accompany you as much as possible.

That's right, Wild Snake returned to his position. He told the Empire with loyalty that he still had useful information. The Tribunal was also happy to accept a capable person who dedicated himself to their service, and he was also arranged by Alan Bair to go to a He worked as a farmer in the agricultural world, but the fire in his heart was not extinguished and he refused this tempting invitation.

However, he is now said to be a dog of the Inquisition. It is better to say that he serves in the Imperial Guard. It is not his original intention to be duplicitous, but at present, when both parties have the same goal, he can serve as a lubricant to ease the tension between the two groups of forces. Contradictions are already rare.

However, after he brought the first batch of allowed loyal nobles and their servants into their old mansion, it was as if those strange scenery would not let go of the empire. At this moment, it felt like tens of thousands of years had passed in the nest. In other words, only the ground is like that.

The solid and cold fine gold ground turned into corrupt soil, full of nutrients. It may be the influence of subspace capabilities, or it may be something that happened during the war that caused the mutation here, but there is no doubt that it covers an area of ​​more than ten kilometers at this moment. The huge nest turned into a fertile soil during the one-month closure.

This violent change, contrary to the psychic decline detected by the Tribunal, is frightening. Although the noble houses are still standing on the soil at this moment, the retrieval route was immediately interrupted.

In the hustle and bustle of the Inquisition and the information blockage, this heretical miracle was thoroughly explored by Inquisitor Nova and the Destruction Eagle Think Tank. However, they did not feel the interference and pollution of the subspace, but were unusually calm...

Miracle or curse? These two powerful psykers were uncertain at the moment, and from a professional point of view, someone who had nothing to do with this matter became the target of their subconscious complaints. It was not the more powerful psyker, nor the An astropath who can predict the future to a certain extent is a mortal.

In Alan Bair, after the mortal lord got this information, he subconsciously felt...

Farming is possible here, yes, farming. According to the investigation, the weather and lighting system and sufficient water supply system in the upper nest have been improved and have not been destroyed by those mutations. He feels that this matter is not a curse, but an imperial one. It was a small gift from the emperor to his child who loved farming.

At the same time, he also realized that this was a reminder that the existence of a giant deep space port like the Engili Spaceport meant that the empire's warships had an absolute advantage in protracted warfare.

Not only does it provide firepower and cover, but also the ability to repair and resupply. Enjili can become a base in the void, which is especially important when the Imperial Guard and the Traitors are close in strength.

What's more, two volcano cannons will also be transplanted here. Heavy giant thermal weapons are the timid natural enemies of the Ark of Omen. If you want to win, if you think about it from another perspective, what would Alan Bair choose as the commander?

Of course, use the Dreadclaw, that ancient airdrop device, to directly smash into the upper level of the hive, and then use Space Marines to directly occupy the upper hive area to invade the interior of the hive. Even if the Imperial Guard transfers the core control area to the middle hive, the upper level Nests are still valuable as invasion points.

It can even be said that the biggest occupation point and value here is the Engili Port. Its strategic and economic value is greater than the countless unknown worlds in the empire. It is a place where fleets can be maintained, weapons can be forged, and troops can be recruited.

In the endless void, such a large platform also functions as a traffic artery similar to Mandeville Point.

Secondly, the Imperial Guard also prefers soft soil in terms of tactics and strategy, which can better place and install bunkers, defense projects, and trenches, and will not hinder the combat effectiveness of tracked vehicles too much, that is, their passability.

At this point, Alan Bair realized that the war would be triggered within Port Engili, and that this war would be decisive and determine the true fate of this sector, and he immediately opposed all opinions and asked the Imperial Guard and pdf to immediately Go and be stationed at the ruins of the Upper Nest.

However, the 4th and 5th Skadi Infantry Regiment, the 113th Armored Regiment of Falaksia, the 12th Gray Garonne Infantry Regiment, the 1st and 2nd Armored Regiment of Pangea, and other local PDFs are not so similar to those of other Imperial Guards. The important legion formed Pangia's largest battle group, consisting of a full 300,000 people, 6,000 armors, baggage, and transport vehicles, and began to set up its own defense system.

This is dangerous, desperate, and reduces the defense of other locations in the hive. However, in other locations, it will take a certain time for even the Space Marines to approach the main hive. In other words, he has to sacrifice civilians in exchange for the Imperial Guard. Face the enemy at your best.

It no longer matters what kind of killing those traitors will cause to ordinary people. Victory and the preservation of the Imperial Guard's soldiers are more valuable than the lives of Imperial citizens. He begins to become like those Imperial officers, but in this dark world For ten thousand years, it was more of a forced and helpless choice.

Then, the plan unfolded normally. Although the Inquisition expressed dissatisfaction with such actions, they could only endure it, and rarely, Nova stopped recording him.

Maybe it's because he has almost written about his experiences during this period, or maybe it's because the relationship between the Imperial Guard and the Inquisition has deteriorated irreversibly. But at this moment, the office is empty, and he is alone again.

The next week passed, and the two heavy volcanic cannons built by the Mechanicus gradually approached Engili. As long as they entered the area controlled by Engili, and after the next two months of transportation and travel, the crucial The muzzle of the cannon can reach the walls of Engili.

On the outside of this deep space platform, the position of the volcano cannon is recessed outside the huge oval-shaped airport. With a sufficient shooting depression angle, it only takes two rounds to tear apart the terrible Ark of Omen and tear that terrible thing apart. open.

The Adeptus Mechanicus began to train personnel. Everything was in order, just like the emperor's blessing. It was just a star language that broke that kind of thing. At this critical juncture, test firing, installation, adjustment, transportation, and the remaining In less than five months.

In the face of the gloom cast on people's hearts by enemies who may approach at any time, the two giants representing the future and victory of the empire were stopped at the border area of ​​Pangia.

Alan Bair is rarely angry, even with Miss Nova, who is closest to him, and the loyal guard who is now back on duty after a month of treatment, Master Chief Catachan, who has returned from a long period of treatment after enduring the stench of the untouchables. Warrior, the artificial skin makes him as handsome as before, but his overall skin is one degree whiter.

Even Catachan, who was so close, had never seen the gentle Commander-in-Chief Alan Bair slam the door and walk out. Although he followed eagerly, he could feel that this was very bad.

Along the way, he heard countless complaints, such as Biru traitor, white-eyed wolf, beast, stupid, and so on. And after a few sharp turns, he also heard more special ones, such as fuck you*, *you *, such a curse in the dialect of an unknown empire-controlled area.

As he hurried past the sentry post set up by pdf and got into his suspended car, Lieutenant Colonel Kenny, who was now in charge of security in the core area of ​​the main hive, couldn't help but ask Catachan. "What's wrong, sir?"

"Someone touched his brow, I advise you not to ask." Catachan is rarely afraid of anything, but now, he realizes that he shouldn't cause too many eye-catching things.

Kenny wisely shut up, saluted, and watched the suspended car pass through several thick adamantine explosion-proof doors, and then rode away.

Catachan was sitting in the passenger seat at the moment, looking at Alan Bair who was driving resolutely and turning the steering wheel violently, and couldn't help but speak. "What happened? Did the ensign blow up the residential area?"

Alan Bair replied with a curse. "Those beasts of the Inquisition impounded the volcano cannon at the border! If it weren't for the wild snakes, we would probably still be kept in the dark!"

"What do you mean?" Sergeant Catachan couldn't understand why those people did that...

"They want the Imperial Guard to be wiped out here, to flee, or to fail. They want to use external forces, namely the Black Heart King, to destroy their obstacles in this sector."

"They think that the Black Heart King will fight directly towards Terra or Cadia like several large-scale traitor invasions, and then be defeated by the empire's gathered strength, and then they can reap the benefits." Alan Bair was angry. said.

The Master Chief only felt that his whole body was cold for a moment, not because of the newly installed skin, but because the malice of those Inquisition people had almost materialized and was plastered on his forehead.

he shouted. "I know the shortcut. The path ahead goes to the right!" Then he picked up his explosive bomb and prepared to deal with the remnants of the Tribunal stationed here like the demons.

This is crazy. Almost no forces within the empire have resisted the Inquisition. To be precise, although there are records of conflicts between the founding group on Griffin and the Inquisition, the Inquisition did retreat that time, but in their great power There are only a handful of such records within the empire.

Even though the Imperial Guard is a large organization that is no less powerful than the Inquisition, the gap in functions and the fragmentation of each sector make it difficult for the Imperial Guard to concentrate its efforts.

Even though Alan Bair was extremely tough, those guys chose to turn a blind eye when the car stopped in front of the sharp tower building where the Inquisition was hidden.

However, Alan Bayer was able to lock this place not because it looked like the gathering place of the Tribunal. On the surface, this place was just an ordinary state church tower. However, he picked up the list provided by Wild Snake, grabbed a senior person, and pretended The old acolyte, who had become a priest, pointed his relic pistol at the poor man.

"You lackey, do you know how many heretics and aliens my gun has killed, probably more than your master has ever seen! Do you want to die with those things, or tell me where your master is, I have something to do with her Forget it!" he scolded sternly.

The old man immediately realized that he was being treated like this by the Commander-in-Chief of the Imperial Guard, and said. "Ms. Nova, I will make good friends with you!"

"She hasn't seen the Commander-in-Chief in half a month, and now her people have seized a batch of vital strategic materials. Your Inquisition is going to be disloyal to the Emperor!" Sergeant Catachan scolded, covering his face. The old man also realized that the situation was uncontrollable, and quickly signaled the barbarians of the Imperial Guard to silence themselves, so as not to let the branch of the Inquisition, feared and loathed by the heretics, be discovered.

Then he immediately took out his small badge, walked inside the tower, and started the elevator. However, when the badge entered, the elevator moved downwards abnormally and entered a basement.

Alan Bair couldn't help but think that the Inquisition was probably the reincarnation of a rat. Everyone likes secret cellars and is very cunning.

And this area is full of all kinds of strange objects, about 300 square meters, with various complex rooms, in which countless people in robes are hurrying around holding various kinds of kraft paper, and there are also several flying servo skulls surrounding it.

When several skulls saw Alan Bair arriving, their red eyes scanned emptyly, surrounding him, flying slowly, and then projected holographic projections. Among them were Miss Nova and a judge wearing a leather coat. A scene of strange blond men wearing big hats and black cloaks sitting face to face in a beautiful office as if negotiating.

The holographic image made a sound, and it was the man who spoke. He had long hair and a gloomy face, but his hair color was unclear. He was probably blond. He looked like a standard imperial aristocrat and was disgusting. "Isn't this the great Commander-in-Chief of the Imperial Guard? Judge Nova, your intelligence network needs to be cleaned up." He was not surprised and pointed out that there was an internal problem in Nova.

Nova also spoke. "I deliberately asked my subordinates to notify Mr. Alan Bair, because I can't convince you that the Imperial Guard is not a heretic. Their behavior may be a little extreme, but you can't deny that they recovered Relic A2834."

"So what, this is most likely a heretic's plan to commit suicide! I can cut off my arm for the emperor, but with so many changes happening here, my only suggestion is the order of extermination!"

"But those stupid Imperial Navy, they don't obey my rose knot. I think the Commander-in-Chief, the former Sun Lord has dominated them with mind control magic. They dare to resist the Flame of Purity! And you, Judge Nova, too , I've been tricked!" He retorted forcefully. Although it was nonsense, it was indeed easy to be confused at first.

And Alan Beyer just replied. "It turns out that you, a big rodent, did this. You are the inquisitor of the extremists. I don't care about your doctrine or position. Now, I only want those two cannons, and you have no right to seize those things."

"If the Inquisition continues to be stubborn, I think the Imperial Guard can also use force to liberate the blockade. Although my main force is not there, that world is also liberated by us."

the man answered. "Why, don't you think that the Inquisition's control is no better than yours?"

Alan Bayer scolded. "Lounder, I know that world. When the Destruction Eagle saved it, your Inquisition was still enforcing the extermination order!"

"If you don't withdraw your seizure, I will use Star Language to order the garrison there to launch a raid on the star port!"

the man shouted. "Come on then, heretic!"

Alan Beyer replied. "Okay, you big hat heretic!"