Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire

The roar of the monster engine made people feel depressed. The explosion exploded on the flank of Chimera. The loyal imperial machinery was also turned into scrap metal at this moment, which made people feel heartbroken and made the soldiers silent.

The huge orc machine continued to move forward. The flamethrower and chain saw would kill all living things. Failure might be close to them. The so-called sacrifice and heroism were worthless in front of the real power of destruction?

The heavy bomb group continued to shoot, and the answer to them was the flames sprayed by the orc mecha, which turned the bombs into thick iron liquid and turned the soldiers into charred brown skeletons.

The evil voice of waaagh echoed in the dense and narrow forest. The power of the fear can spread outside people's hearts. The emperor's blessing dissipated completely in front of the power of absolute error.

The soldiers were not necessarily desperate. At first, all eyes were still on the heroic platoon leader Alan Baier.

Since the day Alan Baier could remember, the so-called special was far away from him. He had seen the teacher's diligence and countless complicated test papers, and he also expected miracles in his heart.

His family was looking forward to him, wrapping their expectations around him. In his eyes at that time, the sky was still completely blue.

But he did not deny the legendary angels, who were blessed by the emperor, nor did he deny the so-called saints who could be resurrected after death.

It is said that if someone as strong as Staff Officer Kane could tear the rotten iron with his legs, he was just a mortal, like an ant in front of it.

He had nothing, but only luck to protect him...

But they called him a hero

Because he brought miracles

They called him a hero

Because he was born differently

They made him a hero

Because he survived a disaster

They forced him to be a hero

Because it was like this

Then he simply became a hero

If he could save the people of Tiandong!

Ailanbaier got up, he took off his backpack to reduce the weight, pointed the ridiculously weak hell gun at the metal monster and roared, the beam hit its sensor, making the huge monster shake constantly.

"Come here!" He shouted, running, he led the orc machine to turn the muzzle, so that other soldiers could crawl out of the bunker and run towards the city with ammunition and equipment.

But the beam of his hell gun hit the body but could not penetrate. The so-called bold words before were now a joke.

Although he would not wait to die, it might sound stupid to give his new relatives a chance to live, but Alan Baier did not hope that he could live against death.

His shoulders were aching, and his eyes were not clear. He danced like an actor in front of the huge monster. A single shot from the hell gun could not make a few holes in his face.

He moved around in the forest, hoping to fight for a glimmer of life, but the huge mechanical monster could burn the forest.

For the greenskins, the so-called environment is not a big deal. The high temperature surrounded the forest, and countless trees were ignited by the flamethrower, but the flames not only did not kill Alan Baier, but also allowed his body to hide in it.

The greenskin piloting the machine was getting more and more irritable, missiles and flames were constantly spraying, but Alanbair was hiding in the forest, panting and slowly retreating to the distance.

Miracle happened again, was it luck? Yes, his experience in fighting Catachan taught him how to hide in the forest. In the case of one person, he could hide more thoroughly than other soldiers!

Even if the flames burned his body, it would be blocked by the highly sealed armor of the carapace, making him unexpectedly heat-resistant, and the swamp-like dead leaves could also sneak into it to reduce the temperature.

While the others had quickly evacuated, holding ammunition and weapons, only the staff's Chimera would sleep there forever...

When the huge war machine left, it left behind burning ferns.

Alanbair breathed a sigh of relief, he was still alive, he had saved his life.

Until a cold gun muzzle was pressed against the back of his head lying in the dead leaves, speaking in rough low Gothic. "What, have you had enough fun?"

Then it's the special warfare boy, damn thing, the vicious thing trained by the one-eyed orcs, the stench of his body and the smell of black gunpowder from that damn weapon disgusted Ailanbaier.

His green leg finger pressed on Ailanbaier's tactical belt, what is his goal? Catachan war blade!

Obviously, the one-eyed man's favorite thing is also the same as other special warfare boys' favorite things. That guy didn't die in the gunfight just now, but he saw the relics of Ailanbaier's comrades.

There is no way, Ailanbaier can't bear that hateful green skin to take away what he wants, and the arrival of the special warfare boy also makes the orc mecha discover the good things there.

He split the forest and walked to the two people who were in a stalemate, and the huge body made a sound. "Is it the boss who asked for that shrimp?"

The special warfare boy answered in low Gothic. "Yes, it's him, the shrimp leader who pressed the bomb!"

"I want his knife, give it to me as a reward!"

The huge body answered. "No, I want a knife too!" The special warfare boy cursed. "I can't even get out of the can!" They looked at each other. If the can sensor didn't recognize the "eye", Alan Baier would speak at this moment. "If we really need that knife, he thinks you can duel." The special warfare boy was obviously smarter. "Duel? Now? No no no, I'm not dead!" But the can brain was not so clear. He directly swung his big iron chain saw blade and hit it. The special warfare boy immediately took out the anti-vehicle cannon behind him and smashed the leg and arm in mid-air. The iron fragments brushed Alan Baier's cheek, leaving a scarlet cut.

"I am the master of the knife!" The big orc man in the can of fear dazzled. Alan Bayer also took advantage of the chaos and ran away when the special operations boy fired, and then pointed the hell gun at the special operations boy.

He opened fire directly, and the beam smashed the flesh and blood of the damn thing. He was also very lucky. The one-eyed orc boss seemed to care that he was wrong?

In general, it was a great luck not to be hit in the head by a bomb. But the problem came, after the special operations boy's body fell to the ground, how could he pay for the angry orc can by mistake?

Alan Byrma rushed to the corpse of Green Pete and the Kid, grabbed the tattered-looking anti-vehicle rocket launcher, and then pulled the trigger on the Orc can!

Then the rocket launcher fell apart...

Sure enough, you can't use orc weapons without a waaagh stance? !

The can adjusted itself, and the huge chain saw swept across. "What do you want from me, Boss Anbu? Xiami! Go to hell!" He dazzled, and the buzzing chain saw also attacked!

"Fuck!" Alan Bair closed his eyes, hoping that the circular saw killing would not be too painful...

But did a huge light appear after a moment, or did the Emperor appear? No, no, the unique light of melta weapons!

The huge mecha cockpit was completely melted, the chain saw passed by Ailan Beyer's side, and the dead forest leaves that were burnt to ashes were sprinkled on his face...

Lieutenant Colonel Avada stepped out from behind the orc mecha, a gleaming melta gun with a dazzling and unextinguished flame on its muzzle.

"Boy, my work has made a lot of noise. Now they can exchange one life for another, it's even."

He likes Jack