Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire

Second Lieutenant Tennod of the Vanat moon-class cruiser was sailing the ship. When the overloaded G-force in the cockpit broke through the relaxation of the stance and directly hit his mortal body, he felt the pressure on his body suddenly increase. He looked at it again. Looking at the artillery pieces passing by outside the window, he felt distressed because those artillery pieces hit his comrades-in-arms.

He wiped his dog tag, wondering what he was thinking.

And the transport ship he drove was the lifeblood of the soldiers in the East. If he asked for it, he would win the war and land smoothly with a large amount of supplies. Most of the destroyed transport ships were empty, and there were a few elites. Only then could he drive a supply ship to Dongshang, and he was not one of them.

And as soon as the barge landed, there were countless black spots falling in the atmosphere, just like peppercorns being sprinkled on the dinner plate, and the battlefield was the steak being cooked!

The transport ship was equipped with extra propellers because it would be attacked. The strong load force caused blood to flow from Tennod's eyes and nostrils. The body was heated by the friction of the atmosphere. The high temperature and pressure made it feel abnormally hot. cannon.

"Ah! God Emperor!"

He can be so arrogant and pray like this, and the reason is very simple. He is not a person who transports food. Are the things in his warehouse more important than the so-called food, lifeline and ammunition?

A large number of explosive bombs, measurable, and plasma, if one hits his warehouse, he will turn into a firework.

At this moment, green-skinned projectiles were being fired, and it was impossible to tell with the naked eye whether they were fired from somewhere in the forest. The second lieutenant was anxious because that thing was shooting at him!

"Report, report, sir, his mission failed."

"If his words are still heard by loyalists who are also humans, he hopes that I can send his dog tags back to the team." The second lieutenant opened the black box, recorded his last words, simple, sad last words, and then put it on his chest The hanging dog tags are placed in the mezzanine of the black box.

"God Emperor... I hope you can let his goods reach the ground..."

He prayed slowly. In the sky, fireballs, giant ships, and countless transport planes appeared alternately in the sky. Even though they were black spots, they made people feel the misery and greatness.

The lieutenant closed his eyes, but he didn't feel death for a long time.

"Huh?" He looked sideways, and to the east of him, there was an empty transport ship that resisted the artillery fire. He didn't know the driver of the ship, but he already had tears in his eyes, looking at the green-skinned cannonballs. As the hull melted, he saluted his companions with an eagle salute.

"Ah!" He drove eastward at full speed, unable to aim at the star port, so he went crazy and drove eastward crazily, like a falling star, breaking through the limitations of the ship, and the astonishing friction and temperature broke through the ship's endurance. It was so slow that it was still burning his body surprisingly slowly.

And what did he ask for? suicide?

No, he asked for an emergency landing near Karu City so that the city defenders could recover those things!

When his pilot suit was burned to pieces and his body was exposed with red bones, he was still very mobile. He turned on the buffer device at the first second, and landed on the ground at a suicide speed that even the greenskins could not believe, breaking through the encirclement net. Supplies were sent to the Astra Militarum.

The ship had been burnt red, and its huge size initially landed in the direction of the south gate of Karu City, which also attracted the attention of One Eye. A group of orcs also went there to recover it. At the same time, on the defense platform, they witnessed the passing of the ship. Alan Bayer is even more admired.

"The God-Emperor is here, John, and the loyal people have sent them something..." Alan Bayer used a telescope to distinguish the unique Aquila logo on the fully loaded cargo ship. Although it had been burned and could not be seen clearly, he could still see it. as a distinguishing object.

There is no doubt that it is a barge of strategic supplies.

Although he didn't know whether the pilot was alive or not, looking at the condition of the warehouse, it was obvious that it was an intact and fully loaded ammunition ship, enough to last for several months.

John and the brown-haired female officer could also see that such an emergency landing would be fatal. They could feel the compassion and sympathy of the driver, and they admired it...

Alan Bayer led the entire four platoons to salute to the fall point, then transferred half of the platoon out, added the local pdf and the 3 platoon members he had met before, forming a team of about fifty people, and rented the staff's Chimei Pull, go there.

Seeing this situation, other platoons stationed also supported about 50 people, and a recovery team of 100 people walked to the crash site.

On the march, Alan Bair looked at the lush forest, and his heart was even more complicated. "Everyone, please be careful..."

As the leader, he has the greatest command power besides the staff, so he also rides in the car. However, it is obvious that a Chimera cannot be installed in an army of 100 people, and there are people at the rank of non-commissioned officers in the car.

Although the Chimera's tracks can walk in the sea of ​​trees, its speed is definitely not much faster than that of infantry. The huge forest requires soldiers to find ways to use various things to clear the road before the Chimera can pass.

Sometimes you even need to shoot and use explosives to destroy plants and trees before you can move forward. Even if the Chimera has strong mobility and terrain adaptability, it is difficult to bear it. If it does not need to carry items, and as a bunker, the Chimera is not the best. Good combat option.

Even if the staff's Chimera was equipped with a leaf shovel to clear the road to see if it could adapt to the battlefield, it still couldn't withstand the thick rotten leaves...

In the roaring car body, Alan Bayer asked his colleagues. "John, what do I think?"

John was a little uncomfortable. After all, although he usually thought about tactics, Alan Bayer wouldn't ask him too much, but he suddenly changed his mind tomorrow?

But he still answered. "Boss, they should make a quick decision and arrive at the battlefield ahead of time with Chimeras equipped with heavy bombs. They should rely on the three heavy bombs and two heavy bomb groups in the Chimera armored vehicle to suppress the enemy."

Alan Bair nodded. "A good idea, but the road in the forest cannot use the full mobility of the Chimera. It would be embarrassing if they were one step behind the enemy."

"He doesn't think he should play it safe. They are closer to the falling cargo ship and don't need to take such risks."

John showed a thoughtful expression, and the situation was just as Alan Bair had guessed. They arrived at the place where the coals and black smoke were before the greenskins.

When the soldiers used welding torches to cut open the hull of the ship as quickly as possible and moved out a large amount of cargo, Alan Bayer also saw the hero who had been burned to red bones, and the black box he was holding on to on his chest...

He picked up the box and almost all the goods were transferred successfully, but a moment later, a bomb hit the carapace on his chest, turning the armor black, and he was also knocked over by the force...

Then deny that huge one. "Waaaagh!"