Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire

Chapter 391 The Fangs That Tear Across the Sky

The fang necklace on Barnard's neck kept hitting each other during the battle. His chained dog tore open the ceramic steel that was invincible to mortals, and enjoyed the rotten meat on the bodies of the traitor Astartes. His battle was very noisy, like a wild war cry and war song.

This made the Destruction Eagles from the same wild world feel that they had seen the boundless wilderness plateau of their hometown, the roar of eagles, the howling of beasts, the smell of hormones and the bloody smell of hunting.

They seemed to have returned to their tribe, raised their spears again, skinned the prey, roasted the meat, made the liver into sauce, and fought against the cruel nature again.

At the same time, Barnard also relied on such a symphony to ensure that he could get the information he wanted through his nose, ears, and touch at all times. Those beasts that made biting sounds and the crackling of chains were like his derived eyes, providing him with an accurate target one by one, which was more reliable and more accurate than the so-called eyes.

The thick fur of the Fenrion wolf is comparable to the armor of the Space Marines. Those worms are difficult to break through. Their sensitive sense of smell allows them to subjectively avoid worms entering their eyes and mouths. Their agile speed and strength are enough to tear apart enemies like Astartes, but in Fenrion, they are not the best in the food chain...

People living in a warm and gentle world may find it difficult to imagine what the Fenrion people need to face in order to survive. When Barnard walked to the dying enemy's body, picked up the shotgun, fired, and turned the host full of worms into a pile of mud, he opened the magazine of the shotgun and put in a few polished dagger-thick fangs.

These are the teeth of the top predators in the Fenrion Sea of ​​Dragons. The body size of that sea dragon is enough to rival the legendary monster. The teeth alone are as thick as a mortal's forearm. It is as huge as a ship. Its existence will set off huge waves on the endless sea, and then engulf the souls of mortals and turn them into its own energy.

Its fangs also have special effects. After being fired by a special shotgun pellet, this special pellet will turn into countless tiny fragments, which will scatter after hitting the enemy and turn into fragments that are so small that even the Space Marines cannot see clearly. It covers the target like a net, and then turns the opponent into a ball of meat paste with its sharpness and impact.

And every time Barnard has the opportunity to return to Fenrir, he will challenge to cross the Dragon Sea, and get the opportunity to go to Valhalla, or sleep in the deep sea and be completely deprived of his soul.

He will set up the sail and go to death, doing what even the most experienced warriors in Fenrir would consider to be a death-seeking act. To challenge a giant beast, he will climb onto the beast's body. Even if he is pulled into the sea, he will still find its eyeballs impartially, pry open its eyelids, and completely inject the sharp harpoon into it. Amid the roar of the sea dragon and the cheers of the surrounding tribes, the behemoth will swell its belly.

Then hundreds of mortals will form a large fleet to pull the giant away, and he will only take the dragon's teeth as his trophy. He will not take the rest of the flesh, the scales that are comparable to armor, and the dragon's secretions worth thousands of gold.

And every time he returns to Fenrion and starts the challenge, the interval between the times may be hundreds of years, so that many coastal tribes regard him as a legendary hero. Even in the songs of many bards, the influence of the chaotic warp and Fenrion's special time calculation method, many Fenrion people think he is a special existence.

In addition, the average life expectancy of Fenrion people is about 50 years in the standard Terran year, making the inheritance and continuation of culture and records more difficult.

This messy situation makes his existence become the sea god of the coastal tribes to a certain extent. Although he is not a real god, every mortal will send people to shout the name of Barnard Saint Bit on the side of the ship to try to cross the ocean, hoping that the giant beasts will understand the specific meaning of the warrior's name and let those monsters retreat.

And to take a step back, even if we put aside those meaningless prayers and his deeds in the mouths of ordinary people, this lonely, dying old wolf is the most feared existence by the enemies of the Empire. He and his guide dog slaughtered all the people here in less than half an hour, including the Randans that the Empire had been unable to effectively deal with before.

This is a real clearing, which is different from the deaths caused by continuous fighting in other areas that caused the worms to parasitize again. When the Astartes Sergeant of the Destruction Eagle realized that he might be the breakthrough of the entire battle, the psychic think tank sergeant wiped the blood off the armor and spoke to this strange Astartes.

"Sergeant of the Fourth Company of the Destruction Eagle, it's nice to meet you, brother."

The old wolf had no emotions. He just raised his head and smelled the gunpowder on the battlefield. He could feel the gunfire, roaring, wailing, and the expansion of the aliens again and again. He was like a prophet with foresight, and found a way from his own experience and perception.

"You, kid, you are not bad, you should have some command authority, then take the members of the Destruction Eagle Regiment that you can command, use a lot of explosives like fragmentation mines, and call on the Imperial Guard to prepare artillery strikes, use the high-explosive bombs of the Lion Tail Scorpion."

"Those so-called Dan lacks resistance to crushing, a dense high-explosive bombing is enough to clear the area, and finally prepare to attack the right side of the front with me. We will conduct a round-shaped encirclement across half of the fortress, and then use a dense bombing to completely end this short-term front crisis.

The Master Chief was a little surprised. He was called "boy"? He had served the empire for 600 years this year, and he was almost the core of the core force in this battle group. But when he saw the wrinkles on the cheeks of this old man without eyeballs, Fighting with his skill, he realized again that this beast had the right to bark like that.

he asked nervously. "What are you going to do?!"

Old Wolf replied. "Use explosives to completely block the enemy's channels into the fortress and block them. Then the war pressure will come to make Dan and the Red Pirates bite each other. And we only need to use a few explosives to destroy the enemy's channels next to the gap in the fortress. The wall will collapse and the rubble will block the entire entrance, giving us time to gain support from Dalian."

"Why not just kill those Rangdans?" the Master Chief asked.

"Because they will not die. They are not normal creatures, but are made up of twisted monsters. Even if we exterminate the enemies within this range, the next battle will not be easy. Compared with us and Rang Dan both losing, It's better to wait for support." Lao Lang was very sensitive to the battlefield. He just ignored this cruel battlefield and analyzed the battle situation based on experience and existing intelligence.

The Master Chief had no choice but to agree, and began trying to form an assault force of Space Marines, ready to tear apart the enemy's defenses.

Under the attack of the enemy like a storm, this team of warriors who were ordered to be in danger was successfully formed. There were less than forty Astartes left. They had brought enough weapons, equipment, ammunition and explosives, and everyone was ready. To continue the war with the awareness of sacrifice is to destroy the eagle and live towards death.

Space Marines do not need the tedious declarations and so-called morale boosting of mortals. They just move forward without saying a word like uniform puppets. When they reach the battle zone, they disperse in a swarm, using standard tactical postures to shuttle through trenches and death. composed battlefield.

They need to try to break through the right side, which means they have to leave the bunker to face enemies who are not inferior to them in numbers and assisted by a large number of dead Imperial Guards. Although Dan lacks weapons and equipment, they are not afraid of death and have fresh flesh and blood. The desire is more terrifying than any weapon.

When the Master Chief and some of his brothers left the bunker dug by the Imperial Guard, several heavy artillery shells flew over. He ran past those heavy projectiles nimbly. The shock wave of the explosion rolled over his armor, and fragments fell in front of his target indicator. dance.

At the same time, he dropped smoke bombs one by one, and after the thick smoke erupted, he created a smoke screen corridor for other comrades, providing them with the few cover to avoid the enemy's heavy firepower threat.

The old wolf Barnard expressed his approval of this young man's bravery, especially that such a man with so many constraints and shackles could face the battlefield calmly and neatly. He had obviously experienced a lot of pain and enlightenment, even if he was an interstellar person. It is also difficult for a warrior to completely shake off his fear, especially once he realizes that he is loved by his brothers and mortals.

Regardless of the blind superstition of the original body or the empire, or the influence of the chapter culture, very few warriors can live towards death in a relatively rational state. He is not that kind of person, he just wants to die. , but he knew that kind of warrior, the previous generation Hong Yue, the tolerant, benevolent and powerful and terrifying Wolf Lord. He was a reliable companion and support for the brothers, and the most terrifying nightmare for the enemies of the empire.

The old wolf licked his dry mouth and crossed the battlefield from the smoke. He saw in this young man a rare quality among Space Marines. He also had it, but not much. He would only help the people of his home world eat more. Every meal is served, and more of it is for self-fulfillment.

At this point, it can be seen that most Space Marines are selfless and selfish. They are arrogant and feel that they can sacrifice everything for humanity, but they are selfish and can sacrifice hundreds of thousands of people for their own lives, although most of the military institutions of the Empire are like this. , but the Astartes who are beyond the eyes of mortals should avoid this.

This deviated from the Emperor's original intention. As the last morality and hope of mankind, the Space Marines had a large number of traitors and degenerates. Even the loyal Space Marines in the Empire also showed high self-esteem and selfishness. At the end of this dark millennium, The action of destroying the Eagle Master Chief will appear extremely tall.

They used this to overcome difficulties and sufferings one after another and perform quick right maneuvers. Dan lacked powerful war heroes, so the task was not difficult. In the face of space warriors, most of Dan's defenses were very fragile. , they did not expect that the empire would suddenly come out, and they never expected that someone would take the risk of giving them more soldiers to attack.

At the same time, the sensitive Barnard can become a real scout. He is like an enhanced version of the auspicious omen, accurately providing the location and quantity of enemies to the Destruction Eagle, and can even distinguish the impact of their weapons on the interstellar space through the bunker. There is no threat to the warrior. At the same time, the innate defenses of his giant wolves and space marines are enough to resist the physical invasion and psychic interference of the Jean Dan worm.

At this moment, Jean Dan once again encountered their enemies from thousands of years ago, the Astartes of the Empire, those human supermen who had almost exterminated them, and once again showed a decadent situation. The Astartes were overwhelming, like The arrow shot through the armor and penetrated into the weak point of Rang Dan's defense, until it reached his heart.

The Astartes arrived at the gap in the wall. At this moment, this place had become a fortress. A large number of metal handles were removed and used to strengthen the defense here. After several hours of war, those reinforcements in the general command area made Dan still sleepless. Even Equipped with rudimentary reactive armor to provide defense for their headquarters.

The Space Marines were grabbing the corpses, collecting the worms with multi-tools, watching them rot the metal and ceramite outer armor, and then gathering them up as fast as they could.

Then the old wolf of the Space Wolves used a shotgun to clean up the few Rangdan aggregates. A large number of worms instantly turned into flesh, and those disgusting alien beings died. At the same time, they emitted suffocating psychic vibrations, making those who got close Several Space Marines almost lost their footing and fell, but the Space Wolves' Old Lone Wolf and the Destruction Eagle's Librarian Chief were the closest, so they had no impact.

At this moment, the Master Chief felt that there was a mysterious connection within that spiritual energy. He suddenly thought of another possibility, but at the same time, the lone wolf Barnard spoke.

He said feeling the situation here. "The enemies have begun to gather and return to defense. It's pretty much what I thought. Once we close the gap in the fortress here, those large numbers of Rang Dan will become living targets for missiles. The only question left is when you are ready to evacuate."

The Chief sensed something was wrong. "Evacuate? We? You want me to abandon you and let you install explosives alone?" He already had feelings for this veteran soldier. When he heard that he wanted to sacrifice himself in exchange for a looser war situation, he immediately expressed his opposition.

"I should have died, boy. There is a reason why I can live until now. Ruth protected me, and so did Hongyue. If I leave this time, it is just the inevitable fate." The veteran did not expect that this young man would save him, He had seen warriors who were forced to sacrifice time and time again, poor people kidnapped by honor and the so-called light of Russ.

And the Master Chief shook his head and said. "Give up your explosives. Capture the thief first. Capture the king first. I feel the spiritual connection between those Jean Dans. There is a control center here. Capture it and use my spiritual power to block her spiritual energy. The Jean here is Dan will lose unified control and become something where thoughts are no longer shared with each other, which will greatly weaken their combat effectiveness. "

The old wolf shook his head. "It's too risky. Although your plan is more practical, how can I trust you, and how can I be sure that the plan can be completed?"

Once again displaying a charisma similar to that of his primarch, Master Chief the Eagle of Destruction spoke. "I can't guarantee it, but I also know that losing your comrades is the commander's dereliction of duty. Although you are not my brother, you are our best scout comrade. I am just fulfilling my duties and doing my best. All I can do.”

"At the same time, if my plan fails, I will personally attack the siege and blow up the gap instead of living in an ignoble way!"

The old wolf was a little moved, more because of his will and the similarity with his old friend. He squinted his eyelids without eyeballs and said in an old voice. "Then let me give it a try, kid."

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