Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire

There was a metal platform where the army was stationed, and the brown-haired female officer was counting things. She suddenly found that she had a lot of supplies, especially food and snacks, and there were many high-end things in them, even good ones that she had never seen in her life. She Feeling a little strange, I asked John, but John made a shushing leg gesture.

"Just use it. The brothers in the fourth row need it more than giving it to those wastes."

The lady officer wanted to continue asking, but the two people's wrong words were suddenly interrupted by the arrival of a drunk guy who made people cover their noses. Then their platoon leader was back!

But he did not smell of alcohol. Most of the big soldiers must have touched that thing, but to be honest, no one would make themselves like that on the battlefield.

But the deal was done, John looked confused, and then asked. "Boss, his Blue Bay Ice?"

Alan Bayer burped. "Compared with that, please start taking action now, take action." He was dirty, staggering around, and his military uniform became ugly and wrinkled. Everyone supported him to show off, but Alan Bayer couldn't help showing off.

"Action, action, code name is no"

...No, let’s start doing something for him now! "

Others looked in disbelief and wondered how he didn't fall on the stairs.

"John, find him some beauties with perky butts, beauties with perky butts from the hive environment that he is most familiar with! He wants to do something big!"

John looked at his boss numbly. Would a person go crazy if he held it in for too long? A beauty is a beauty. I really want someone who is familiar with the environment of the hive city? Do I want to take women to fight guerrilla warfare?

"Kailan, I'm going to... hiccup... learn... hiccup... learn TMD to use melta bombs. The staff officer will get a box to open our eyes tomorrow morning!"

Kailan covered his head, melta bomb? Those kind of things are not issued to elites by the Ministry of Military Affairs. What did the staff do, give them that?

Kellan replied calmly. "Second Lieutenant, you drank too much..."

‘Entropy-haired one! I...warm his bed! "

"Huh?" She was stunned, and then answered immediately. "No, sir." The brown-haired lady officer blushed, then tremblingly took off her clothes and begged to get into bed.

John was holding her right leg. "Sister, you are confused!"

Kellan also held his left leg. "The platoon leader is drunk!"

The girl blushed and put on her clothes, but she uttered an inaudible sigh.

Alan Bayer saw that they didn't believe that he wanted to do something big, and he kept talking. "The orcs and horses are coming in, they are begging to behead... behead the damn one-eye!"

After saying that, Yong fell asleep due to a headache, and breathed out a balanced breath. Others looked at it but felt inexplicably distressed. The platoon leader had done so many things, and it turned out that the pressure had made him crazy...

"It's so pathetic," Kellan said.

"The platoon leader is not an ordinary person..." the sergeant looked at his face.

Normally, no one thinks that the farce is true...except John, who knows very well that Alan Bayer is not a indulgent guy, and it is not normal for him to drink so much. As one of the few, he served at the same time as Alan and was born in the same world. , people chatting with me in the dormitory also felt good.

John walked back to his seat without saying a word, looking at the picture of his place being mended and showing no cracks, which looked very much like Alan Beyer was thinking about it in a daze.

"Here comes Gang Xu, bring the one-eyed Gang Xu. He wants to be a green-skinned warlord."

Such weird nonsense...

Uneasy and special feelings grew in his heart. He picked up his things and said to his comrades. "He went out for a while."

Kellan asked. "Do I really want to find him some beauties with perky butts?"

John replied. "Don't think too much, can he get some sobering medicine..."

He walked to the east wall and opened his tactical belt. There was nothing powerful inside, but a lot of strange hive family emblems, from the roughest scrap iron to beautiful crystals with no name. Made, and he often leaves the platform, and he is basically not there when it is safe.

No one knows where he went, except himself, but he left while on duty tomorrow. Is it really the so-called sobering medicine?

John crossed a few blocks and squeezed through the crowd. For purchasing hangover medicine, the journey was too far, but after he squeezed through the last factory section, he actually walked directly to the production area of ​​the factory. He walked straight through, Ignore the surprised looks of those workers and the noisy factory sounds.

There were "not many people" in Bu Nao. Being a garden world, the factories in the nest city were surprisingly quiet. Of course, that was compared to his hometown.

John walked to the corner of the factory, took off his body armor, and placed it in the east waterway of the hive. Then he took out a waterproof bag, which contained a beautiful men's gray dress and a mask similar to Terra's Owl.

He changed his clothes and continued forward from the side path, passed through the factory, crossed the path, and arrived there.

A simple little house, he knocked on the door four times.

"With the blessing of the God Emperor, we chose this place. The comet slipped and we were dejected."

After the clicking mechanical sound, the door opened. In the dark corridor, not far to the east, there was a huge door, purple, what was inside? There are alcohol, hallucinogens, good food, women, hormones, perfumes, and many people with masks, the most miserable people on the planet.

And they actually paid extra attention to the arrival of Owl Man John. Of course, some people paid more attention to the pole dancer, which makes people wonder why that dance can be passed down to the dark 40,000 years. Is it because of Slaanesh?

The horse-faced man came. "Birdman, you will come very early tomorrow."

John answered. "There will be very few people tomorrow. Something happened. BoJack, answer him. Something happened in that world, no?"

Ma Nan took a sip of the drink. It was not cheap amset, but something made from hallucinogens and a large amount of industrial materials.

"The God Emperor is here, do I need a boat ticket? If, he said, if my family is willing to take him in and work for me, he will consider selling me."

John frowned, of course, unable to see through his mask. "Flight ticket?"

The man named BoJack covered his mask as if it covered his mouth. "I don't know? Am I here to discuss business for the family?"

"Didn't the Astra Militarum inform me?"

John didn't hesitate, and although he didn't lie, he answered well. "No, his work is confidential, but he did get wind of it."

BoJack nodded. "Okay, otherwise he will say, wrong, when can I receive the kind of guaranteed profit without loss fund that I mentioned?

what do you say that is? Believe it or not? Xintuo? Oh, trust! "

John didn't answer, so he continued to ask. "tell him."

BoJack curled his lips and looked at the group of meatball-like nobles there. "Didn't I lie to them? He also said that if he gave him 30% of the profit, he would keep it a secret."

John suddenly pressed against BoJack, and Bojack felt his stomach feel cold. It was a small beam leg gun, definitely not something from the Astra Militarum, more like something used by gangsters.

"Shut up and tell him."

BoJack said slowly. "The God-Emperor is here, and he is very reluctant to leave there, but if they don't want to leave..."

He roughly stated the Astra Militarum notice, and John's face became increasingly redder and redder. Then he thought of something and suddenly became passionate, but the countless changes turned into one sentence at first.

"I'll find him some guys who are familiar with the hive. He'll be of great use."

"If it comes to pass, I'll see a miracle."