Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire

An imperial construction engineer once commented that a good city should be a loyal city, but how to evaluate loyalty depends on whether it can help me when I need it most.

Judging from that request, the hive of Gondvar VI is not only loyal, but also pious, while the irritating and abnormal designs of its streets extending in all directions are like a maze that blocks the progress of the green skins.

She was loyal even when the hive gangs traveling through her tunnels attacked the greenskins with weapons, and when the smart green-skinned boy walked for a long time and discovered that there was a dead end.

Especially now, especially now, the size of the square and the smallness of the roads make it a geomantic treasure land that is easy to defend and difficult to attack. After the fourth row of soldiers cut it, they used explosives and bombs to destroy the square in batches. The entrenched green skin.

The stationed Astra Militarum company also cleared out the remaining soldiers who were surrounded by four platoons, and blocked the narrow hive road with firepower.

After the almost glorious sacrifice of the first row of the first company, not one green-skinned mecha was left alive. Even the large orcs at the boss level could hardly support the roar of heavy explosive bombs in turn. The firepower of the Astra Militarum was overwhelming. Block the narrow road and turn it into a terrifying meat grinder.

Therefore, One-Eye also lacked support. His boys kept dying, but a few special operations boys could still follow his killing spree.

Karu City also used its own methods to show its loyalty, not to the Astra Militarum, not to the hive gangs, not to the civilians. When the fourth row of divine soldiers descended from the sky and cut off the largest greenskin area, One-Eye was a little angry. .

He fell into a trap. It was a complete, simple, rubbish plan without a lot of calculations, like just finding a few people to lie down in the pipe, but he stepped on it impartially, causing Ru Ming to have a bloody head.

One-eyed but not able to be angry, the reason is very simple, he can feel that Xiami can't kill him.

And how many projectiles do they have? When the mecha troops in the distance gather together, the powerful fear cans will kill everything and occupy the city.

Of course, the staff knew, Alan Bair knew, and Arda also knew that the city of Karu in the Ming Dynasty would be covered by a terrible hurricane, and the tranquility there would be because they were in the eye of the hurricane, beside the war leader. .

Just like a propeller that keeps spinning, I need to clamp its core hard, and the strong wind and sharp blades will stop.

But those who stop the wind need to pay the price of their legs, arms, and even their bodies. Entering the eye of the wind also requires courage, luck, courage and wisdom.

Ru Ming and the others have arrived, hoping to use their own flesh, blood and bones to block the core point of the orc storm, so that the continuous hurricane can stop, extinguish and destroy.

Whether it will be shattered to pieces or whether it will become a miracle can be decided by faith, strength and courage.

独眼身边的兽人老大们蠢蠢欲动，铁齿更否兴奋，他早嫌弃刚刚暴揍的东西埠芑畅快，他们摩拳擦掌，准备好大咔哒或大锤锤，叽叽歪歪的向第四排冲锋。

John looked at the scope. He knew very well that he couldn't let those messy things hinder his commander's actions, at least not now.

"Everyone, give up shooting the orc reinforcements and let them serve as targets for the first company. They wrongly targeted the orc boss!"

To be honest, when faced with those orc bosses with legs and arms as thick as heads, how could they whine waaaagh, who wouldn’t be frightened?

But if the soldiers were armed with weapons and skilled overload beam guns, the heat would increase. Five explosive bombs would roar with black smoke, and three or four plasma bombs would fall on them.

Violent explosions, splashing plasma, scorching the ground of the hive city, even so, most of the three or four bosses did not die, especially Iron Teeth. He had power claws on his legs and arms, looking majestic, as if he was Say, not exciting!

The fourth platoon still remembers the damn orcs even more. Although he is bigger than a month ago and his body size has swelled, they would not recognize him if the power claws and iron dongba were not conspicuous. come out.

At this moment, the plasma guns in the fourth row also started to fire. The distance was very close at that time. The dazzling heated plasma cut through the air and instantly fell on the orcs' bodies, punching big holes in the boss-level orcs.

After a lot of shooting, only one of the orcs was killed, but he didn't care. It didn't matter. The other bosses only used his shield. There were only about seventy people in that group of shrimps, so he couldn't kill them!

The reality is indeed like this. The violent impact of the iron teeth is enough to smash the reinforced concrete structure. The thick body is like a green cannonball smashing into the crowd. The fourth row, which has not lost anyone for a long time, is suddenly attacked like this. It is heartbreaking.

Alan Bair couldn't help but look sideways at his comrades as he charged towards One-Eye. The iron teeth actively hit the bolter legs, because that thing was annoying and disgusting, and the mortality rate of bolter legs was indeed very high. East.

Ruming, the oldest gunman in the platoon died. Kellan, although he was a tall man, was like a child in front of the greenskins. The violent impact made him feel like he had been hit by a truck. His flesh and blood cracked and his bones bent. He was the big brother in the platoon. Everyone had been taken care of by him. The soldiers in the fourth platoon instantly turned red-eyed.

Iron Teeth was still not satisfied. He swung his giant pliers and clamped the loading leg next to him. He heard a sound of teeth grinding, and before a mortal could react, his head rotted open like a ripe watermelon.

Without farewell and without honor, facing a sudden attack from the wrong force and instantaneous death would be the case of the Astra Militarum. John endured the pain in his heart and shouted. "Scatter, delay, don't seek to gather, bayonet!"

The four rows dispersed in an instant, falling on the square like flowers. His teeth were astonishing. He preferred the pleasure of killing several shrimps with one punch, but soon countless firepower fell on his body.

He could feel the pain, and he quickly locked onto a plasma gun leg. That kind of shrimp weapon was very annoying and painful.

He rushed over as fast as he could without hesitation, and John shouted urgently. "Dongshi, get out of the way!"

The sergeant who used the plasma gun was hit by the violent impact of the orcs before his head could react. His bulletproof armor was bent, and his flesh and blood were eroded. However, he was not dead. He held the loyal plasma gun and dropped it. It emits light blue light, like a star.

Shot after shot of plasma grazed Iron Teeth's cheek. In fact, his legs and arms were broken, so he couldn't aim. His cheek was pressed against Iron Teeth's power clamp, and he couldn't see where the enemy was.

"Huh?" Iron Teeth tilted his head, because even if the green boy was hit like this, he would still have to die. How could that shrimp be okay?

Is it because it's too small? Too short? No, what else?

Iron Teeth didn't know whether he would "wipe off" the Astra Militarum on his legs and arms like rubbish.

After the sour sound of flesh cracking and bones pulverizing, the soldier could still pull the trigger.

Swish, swish, caracara, sizzle, swish.

The sound of teammates' beam guns firing, the sound of bones breaking into pieces, the sound of plasma falling to the ground, and the sound of flesh and blood cracking were heard in sequence.

At first, the soldier was completely unable to move and turned into a ball of rotten flesh on the ground. There was no trace of him at all. Even the bulletproof armor was broken into the ball.

Iron Teeth discovered that the plasma gun had been stuffed into the gap of his power clamp at some point.

The iron-toothed horse realized something was wrong, but it was too late. The loyal plasma was shining with star-like light and high temperature. The weapon he was proud of melted like garbage. Could it be made of ceramic steel?

"No, no, my big pliers!"

His legs and arms were visibly swallowed by the azure blue plasma overload, like a small black hole. The iron teeth were very fast. He was pulling away, but it could not change the fact that almost half of his body was burned by the heat.

The greenskin will not die from such an injury, but there is no doubt that the weakening of the iron teeth will be huge...

The people in the fourth row raised their weapons and shot at the war leader, but their attempt failed. A smoke bomb exploded, and the special operations boy suddenly appeared, carrying his boss, and fired back with firearms, forcing the fourth Platoon soldiers enter bunker.

If not for losing to Xiami that time, I'm afraid Iron Teeth's size and status among the greenskins would have shrunk.

After the special operations boys left, they retreated into unknown places to hide themselves. Obviously, the fourth platoon had to continue to guard against the group of ghosts, and because Coco accidentally injured Alan Bair, they did not dare to open fire on the battlefield where the three of them and the green-skinned leader One-Eye were fighting. gun.

Alan Bair raised the hell gun and asked One-Eye with great interest. "Your boss is dead, is it so easy?"

He was the only one who could make the wrong mistake with the alien. Catachan Lieutenant Colonel Avada had already loaded the shotguns, and fired the bombs at One Eye. One Eye did not panic and got into the base of the smashed Emperor statue in the square. , and answer.

"Survival of the fittest, how to judge? I know, we want to die."

The three of them were all surprised, because the ancient Terran idioms and High Gothic used by One Eye were not only standard, but also just right.

If such behavior were performed by an officer, noble, or high-ranking official, or even by the lower-level residents or merchants of the hive city, they would all praise the wrong person's knowledge, and it would be the most disgusting if it appeared in the presence of an alien. The most uncultured greenskin is here.

That kind of impact was almost equivalent to how they felt when they saw the major general become taller and taller, with an excellent temperament.

And, this is an enemy that is even more terrifying, that greenskin is not alive, and his ability to learn will make him a threat to the entire galaxy.

The staff officer charged forward with a chain sword. He didn't want to fight the greenskins in hand-to-hand combat, but to use the melta bomb in his leg to force One-Eye out. He opened the melta weapon and invested it accurately behind the statue.

Ruming's training at Zhongsi Academy was vividly displayed on him, precise, fast, violent, powerful, and calm, without any emotion.

The hot melt exploded, and the hot energy turned the ground and the base of the statue into magma. The counselor silently prayed to the emperor to forgive himself, because he never thought that one day he would destroy part of the emperor's statue.

But a moment later, an explosive projectile was fired, and the personal void shield in front of the staff officer brightened up. The projectile was stuck in the translucent "bubble", and a moment later, cold sweat began to flow from his forehead.

Not only because he almost died, but also because he didn't find out how One-Eye came to be alive...

A melta explosion of this magnitude, even if he had not seen the most terrifying orcs, yes, no enemy he had ever seen should avoid it.

But at this moment, One-Eye emerged from the east of the square. He used the all-inclusive passages in the hive city. The moment he hid in the statue, he felt and used the all-inclusive east water channel in the hive city.

And learning all this is just because Alan Bayer and the others ambush One-Eye once...

The three of them felt cold all over at this moment. If they were just smart before, Ruming's one eye also had something even more terrifying, using the potential of learning abilities.

Is he a sponge? Is there something buried in his genes? Is it a mutation? Is it possible that he has figured out something? Is the possibility of green skin infinite, and One Eye has obviously touched a trace.

Wisdom is far more terrifying than power. It can even be said that if the one-eyed man wanted to leave, he should have been able to leave after he entered the East Waterway just now!

"Damn it! John, block the pipe!" Alanbair shouted, and John did it immediately. A large amount of ammunition poured onto the ground a moment later, breaking the hole, and several pipes passing through the square were also exposed.

The soldiers installed bombs to the east, and the explosions, reinforced concrete fell to the east, blocking the way for the one-eyed man to leave.

The one-eyed man didn't care. He looked at Alanbair, the staff officer, and Lieutenant Colonel Avada. The wisdom and will shown in his eyes made people tremble.

A moment later, the hell gun, explosive bombs, and shotguns were fired fiercely. The one-eyed man stood in the hail of bullets. He would not dodge, but raised his leg gun and fought back in the absence of cover.

Although Alanbair had a void shield, the staff officer also had one, and Lieutenant Colonel Catachan hid in a ruin, the one-eyed man's extremely accurate shooting still made them feel pressured.

Seeing the void shield triggered again and again, his weapons could not break through the skin of the one-eyed man, and the beam and the explosive bomb were not very effective. Alanbair charged at the one-eyed man angrily.

In fact, most of the things Mr. John Deen got were on Alanbair's body, the void shield, the bomb, and the very delicate explosive gun, but they still could not play a decisive role.

But no, but no, even if the one-eyed man was playing like this, he felt very happy. For the one-eyed man, the current tactics were very good and useful, but no...

Boring, very boring, the pain and happiness of the green skin outside his body did not appear at all, there was endless...

Boring!

When Alanbair charged, the one-eyed man obviously did not expect that someone would charge over. That behavior that was not in line with physiology, reason, desire, and impulse made the one-eyed man's almost non-deflected shooting miss.

Such behavior triggered the instinct of the orc boss who had been suppressing it recently.

Killing, violence, fighting, since his calmness, knowledge and knowledge failed, he wanted to indulge himself subconsciously.

"Fuck tactics!"

"waaaaahg!"

The staff and Catachan suddenly realized that something strange had happened. The greenskin's terrible temperament disappeared in an instant. His attacks began to become scattered. Instead, he pulled out the Catachan blade that was too small for him and started a close battle with Alanbair.

And would Alanbair fight in close combat?

No, but he could shoot accurately. The power of the Hell Gun at close range increased. The distance of several meters made it impossible for the one-eyed man to accurately attack Alanbair. For a while, he actually had the upper hand!

Thanks to the dark age technology that did not require aiming, he almost hit the target every time. The thick and continuous heat cut through the armor and flesh that could not be penetrated by long-range shooting like a sword blade.

It seems that the Hell Gun is not a firearm, but after the burning beam broke through the flesh of the greenskin, Alanbir awakened something...

That is, close combat, so cool!

Radiated green Ogryn

Smart head one-eyed

The twin brother of the magic pony

He belongs to Magnus, but he thinks, waaagh, I don't want to close combat!