Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire

In the tavern, the three officers were already there. They were all members of the empire at heart, so they naturally disagreed with the plan, but there really was no better way to solve the plan unless a miracle happened.

The staff officer knocked on the table in a daze, which made the bar owner feel distressed. Each of them had one portion of blue Blue Bay Ice, and that was all they could do while eating ice cream and drinking wine.

"He has killed orcs, many. We definitely don't know what the taste of their blood is, as if it has been fermented. He has seen his comrades leave and new people come in. Except, except for retreat, his dictionary does not have it. "

Alan Bayer suddenly said. "Didn't I fake the order? It has retreat written all over it!"

The staff officer puffed up his mouth, tilted it, and put it next to Alan Bayer's ear. "What's that? Compared to that, I think that lady officer is not a Mechanicus?"

Alan Bayer's cheeks turned red. "That's enough, that has nothing to do with that."

The staff officer shook his head. "It doesn't matter, you can take one person away, and she will leave with me, because I am not a rough jade or a piece of shining gold. I should have privileges and can do things they dare not think of." ”

Alan Beyer replied. "He would take care of John, he would help him clean up chores, manage the soldiers, and probably play cards with him."

The staff officer cast a strange look, then protected his chest.

Lieutenant Colonel Avada laughed. "He looks down on us, Wen Xingren, but we are the only ones who are pretty good!"

Alan Bayer shouted with the strength of the drink. "Carefully plan to save the people. That's what we thought. And it turns out that he is just like that planet, full of vitality, aggressive and powerful, but he is a group of wastes who are greedy for life and afraid of death."

"They can do nothing but backstab their own people. Look, what can they do? Kill orcs? How about fighting grunts!"

"And he is still alive because he never misses an opportunity!"

The staff officer echoed. "He has climbed the snowfields and seen the sea, but his homeland has nothing. He misses beautiful things and is very fond of them. Such a character can be inherited from his late parents."

"His studies were complicated and he had many things to do, but he would not disappoint anyone! He graduated with excellence and is now in a high position."

"Until he met me, my unlucky guy lost his Chimera! Now take responsibility, soldier, and think of a way, he doesn't want to add another retreat to his resume!"

Commander Catachan yawned. "That fresh water is making him dizzy. Is that something Catachan doesn't have that he's addicted to and disgusted with, I guess?"

"He had smelled the smoke of the cultist system. It smelled a bit like that, and he felt dizzy until he ripped their necks open and told them that the empire would not tolerate traitors!"

"He has killed greenskins, Eldar, pirates, traitors, and things he couldn't recognize. If he knew he would be generous in his righteousness, there would be too many enemies."

The three people shouted in unison. "They can't do it?"

At this moment, the tavern was quiet again. The three people had finished venting, and there was a deathly silence, with the sound of swallowing.

Alan Bair suddenly asked. "The Inquisition already knows?"

Lieutenant Colonel Avada answered. "No, the navy knows and wants to retreat."

Alan Beyer replied. "He had an idea..."

They were unscrupulous and arrogant, discussing extremely secret matters, but the deal was already done.

"Has that world existed until the dawn of time because there is no boss, a boss that dominates everything? In other words, the greenskins there are actually not powerful. The previous PDFs can be defeated time and time again. Is the problem coming? He will be the king there."

"If they can kill One-Eye, the orcs will become a mess again, and the officers will leave, they will have someone with the highest command, the soldiers will be there, and the supplies will be full."

"Why not give it a try!"

The staff officer swallowed his drink. "I am really a lunatic. He will not agree. If I am not in peace, I will rebel and seek death."

Alan Beyer replied. "He is not a dead person, so he is not afraid."

The staff officer smiled bitterly. "What do you mean, am I saying that I am the same as a living saint who rose from the dead?"

Alan Beyer was drunk. "No, he is no!"

Lieutenant Colonel Catachan couldn't help but laugh. "Hahaha!"

The staff officer and he spoke at the same time. "What do I want to do, Lieutenant?"

Alan Baier put down the wine glass. He was no longer drunk, but he was very clear. The light burst out from his eyes. The staff officers and the lieutenant colonel couldn't help but look sideways. He was a pure jade, and there were many treasures in it that had not been discovered yet. Find?

Alan Bayer's lips were chapped, and he licked them.

"When the green skins enter the city, One-Eye will definitely come in as well. They hide in the messy city pipes, pounce on One-Eye, and smash his green head. If the boss dies, the other orcs will be disrupted."

"Just please protect the east floor. Within a week, the orcs will start fighting, dividing, fighting, and turn into those primitive, pitiful, and savage monsters again."

"At that time, they were already in power. The Astra Militarum left with weapons, took back the city, cleaned up the orcs, and made the world more stable for a hundred years!"

"Even though he had a narrow escape, even though the chances were slim, he wanted to try that idea rather than drink there."

The staff officer cursed for the first time. "I'm not a lunatic, sir, he's joining."

"I'm a crazy guy, and he doesn't like it. Although I'm young and have a lot of experience, he will believe me."

Commander Catachan Avada laughed. "I will definitely deny the Catachan people in my life. They have crazy minds and disorderly actions, but he will support me. There will be no more Catachan attacks on the orc tracks. He begged to lurk in the forest of the hive with me. Give the enemy a fatal blow."

The three people hit it off immediately. They held each other's legs, praying for the double-headed eagle to protect them, and praying for the Emperor to respond to them. Rather than shrinking in the relic room and waiting for a miracle, they preferred to fight for themselves, relying on strength, faith, and black powder.

Although most of them talked nonsense due to the influence of alcohol, they still spoke from the bottom of their hearts. At this moment, the flame of hope was slowly burning.

Like a candle lit in a dark metal room, they could now see things, and God, it was not something beautiful, but death, a dark and desperate death.

Ru Ming used candles to light anything that could be lit, hoping that the temperature would be high enough to burn away the iron wall.

But will they die of suffocation due to lack of oxygen? Otherwise, such ridiculous actions will burn the iron in the house, revealing a glimmer of light, allowing air to enter and save all living beings.

No one can judge, only after the most desperate moment has passed can they see the truth, and now they can believe whether they are different.

But that is not a game with rules. Who can see the light again in the past?