Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire

Chapter 70 The miracle of mortals, the insult of wrong demigods

The power of the explosive core was enough to melt ceramite, and dozens of mines exploded in a chain. The mere impact caused the Astartes' armor to melt, revealing the mutated and twisted skin.

But that's not a good thing. The explosion was too powerful, causing chain explosions and pushing away many Astartes who had barely stepped into the core of the fire. If that world's annoying magnetic field is not affected, then would it be best to switch to leg-activated detonation? OK

But isn't that kind of power not completely bad? At least it's a great deterrent. And Alan Bayer discovered that the vague magnetic field that interfered with Dong's radio seemed to be normal?

From this point of view, although the specially crafted mines have emptied the Dark Ages physical ammunition except for quantifiable weapons such as atomic weapons, will the entire group of traitors be sent to meet the Chaos Gods? The maximum firepower of the 4th Skadi Infantry Regiment has been Used completely.

If there are a large number of plasma guns and melta, the elemental weapons are likely to be enough threats to the Space Marines, and the port can regain the communication capability, which is also good.

And when Vengar, the commander of the Red Angel, used his superhuman thoughts to examine the battle situation, he also discovered that there were an astonishing number of battle brothers in countless large pits.

Almost instantly, the command centers of both sides made a judgment that whether the Imperial Guard won that time...

In the command room behind the trench, the staff officer wiped the sweat from his forehead. He never thought that mortal troops could embarrass those Chaos Space Marines so much.

"Are those guys who are afraid of heavy bombs really dead?"

Alan Bayer comforted his former boss. "Dead, they are not immortal. Astartes can also be killed. I have witnessed it more than once, right?"

"No, no, no, I also saw their firepower just now. That kind of movement and precision could not have been done by humans. He hoped they were dead, but he still couldn't believe it." The staff officer was uneasy and wary of the battlefield. , because witnessing the scene where the Space Marines were massacred by soldiers just now made people really doubt whether those monsters would die.

When what the Space Marines represent is reversed, the harm they have caused to their compatriots is even higher than any nuclear situation. Those damn betrayals fill their souls, making them forget whether their armor was made by who, or whether their hearts are the same. No one installed it.

But Alan Bayer knew very well that those traitors were definitely dead and he was in Dongling.

"People with melta, plasma, and elemental weapons are in Chimera armored vehicles, going to suppress the enemy! They are not space warriors, they are not heroes, and these things now are maggots who have forgotten the favor of the empire!"

‘Get your weapons ready and take them all with me,’ he swore, it would be dangerous, but he also knew that people with those weapons had probably experienced the greenskin wars in that world. "

"They will not be crazier than One-Eye, nor will they be much more powerful. The Emperor's light is by their side, on the handlebars, as a final farewell to those disgusting traitors!"

Every word is heartbreaking. If those traitors heard the content of the communication, they would be so ashamed that they would like to dig a hole and bury it. Because they betrayed because of their strong power, Ruming could not afford to pay for the empire that he had never valued. Guards, it's as if Mingqing was killed by them!

Whether it is a word that is only used by aliens, alien creatures or primitive things in the world, if Ming is used in the most glorious creation of the empire, the people in the big companies will naturally smile knowingly.

The most painful part of the war is over, now it’s time to destroy them!

The buzz of the Chimera armored vehicle appeared, and the chorus of the engine shrine showed that the plan was actually not in Alan Bair's mind, because he never thought that the legendary Space Marines were so... useless?

He still felt miserable for the three thousand dead compatriots, but he could not help but comment that the enemies he encountered did not seem to be that terrible.

The Chimera's mobile combat was undoubtedly inspired by a certain second lieutenant that Alan Bair didn't like. If he held his own ruthless gun, the relic leg gun and the hell gun, to be honest, he thought I can’t find their professional models or anything like that.

But if they are loyal and the same as myself, then that is enough. There were not many Chimera armored vehicles dispatched that time, because the number of people with those weapons was only 30 to 40 people. Three of them dispatched seemed empty, but they were definitely wrong. Deadly, absolutely terrible.

The three Chimeras used their tracks to run over the bridge prepared for the tank in the trench, and left amid the excited shouts of the Imperial Guard. Alan Bair became interested and took the same car as the staff, even taking the driver's seat.

"The Empire has such a beautiful design, why don't we just give them TM red paint and horns?"

Alan Bair cursed, his leg gun stuck out of the window, and under the cover of the Chimera's roaring bombs, he used the melt mode to burn the heart of a Space Marine with amazing accuracy. Superman with multiple hearts was not dead, so he just looked at his empty body in a daze.

Because those traitorous supermen have not yet "awakened", they still feel that the pictures they saw, the exploded armor, the hallucinations caused by their excessive use of stimulants, and even the pain, they still resist shooting.

But if the firepower is weakened, it will be weakened. Two hundred people will have half the original firepower. Even if they can't deal with the mortals in the trenches, they will be exhausted. What's more, the energy generated by the explosion will temporarily disperse the magnetic field outside the range. Now the Astra Militarum Millions of messages are transmitted every moment on the radio.

And what does that mean? The suffocating and intensive cooperation of the Imperial Guard, especially such a battle-hardened unit whose commanders are all lieutenants who have experienced the terrible Greenskin War.

According to Alan Beyer, he has never fought such a clear war in his life. When the communication is good, the 1st explosive bomb team can send a message to the westernmost team, and the farthest team can rely on the message to carry out strikes.

Explosive bombs and beams are not impossible to kill Space Marines, but require a large amount of concentrated fire, but the firepower of Space Marines is powerful and can easily kill soldiers spitting out fire tongues, but if there is cross fire, Space Marines will also have to drink.

The platoon on the edge was using all its firepower to shoot at the Space Marines who were being flanked by Qiu Qiu. The traitor in the jet-black armor had his power armor beaten to pieces and was running around like a rat.

But the platoon leader there still looked unhappy and complained to his soldiers.

"Ah, the lieutenant colonel plagiarized his tactics. He denied it and didn't say whether he could use it at that time!"

Then he kept chattering to show off to his soldiers. "He should be in the car too! That green-skinned lieutenant colonel played a trick on him!"

A noncommissioned officer next to him said while wiping the muzzle of his overheated laser gun. "Boss, the lieutenant colonel has arranged for you to use the dormitory toilet for three months. Stop talking. He is afraid that you will have to live there in the future..."

The ensign continued to read. "Green skin, green skin, green skin, green skin..."

And the battlefield is here, the green-skinned boss Alan Bairhanxuan. "Just the Emperor! Shoot them, shoot them! Don't worry about the damage to the Chimera, boy... Well, as long as the soldiers are not dead!"

‘If you want to maneuver in a roundabout way, you can just spin in circles. Those stupid big guys are almost like the Ogryns! "

The radios responded in unison. "No, boss!"

The veterans there are not as rigid as the new guys, and the new recruits should give Alan Bayer royalties for that tactical theory because he used it during the Greenskin War!

If you don't have armored firepower, use people, if you don't have defense, use mobility, that's not the case anymore. People can even invent evil things like promethium leg grenades when they don't have weapons!

Colorful beams of light, measurable, hot melt, and plasma shoot out like a rainbow. Although the accuracy is not very good, three Chimeras can vaporize a Chaos traitor every seven or eight seconds.

As for the anti-armor power of Chaos, they not only have it, but there are even many of them. The melta gun used by the Space Marines can evaporate the Chimera with two shots. The charge overload mode of the plasma gun is even more powerful, but otherwise they cannot hit. .

The reason is simple. They have no command, and they just rely on their personal ability to fire. Although accurate, they cannot bypass the maneuverability, the speed of the car, and the firepower sprayed on it, all of which are hindering them, and the plasma and melt The holder cannot focus on taking care of the misunderstanding.

The Chimera pilots will also be aware of keeping a distance from them, which is why the Space Marine tactical team is required to deploy bolter legs, and heavy big guns like storm bolters cannot be carried due to the rainforest environment.

The Imperial Guard is protecting Gondalva VI, and why isn't Gondalva VI protecting them?

Without the dense rainforest, detection and killing of the Catachan Daemons would be useless, and the heavy Astartes plasma guns and storm bolters would surprise them.

But in a rain forest where any communication method is ineffective and it is difficult to move forward, the weight of the Space Marines alone is enough to slow down their progress, let alone a heavy weapon that is difficult to maintain?

The Astra Militarum who fought life and death in that world were all accustomed to the forest terrain, and the large number of birds in the forest also made the rats that breed in trench warfare easy to catch.

The accommodation was even quite comfortable. If Krieger knew that the birds there were so good at catching mice, he would have to keep dozens of them.

The small advantages gradually accumulated, and a miracle was born, a miracle in which the mortal body forced the interstellar warriors to despair, and such a situation had only happened a few times in thousands of years.

Now the traitors also know that it is no longer an illusion. The enemy really exists and is stronger than they imagined. There are many more conspiracies and tricks. When their battle brothers die due to those strange weapons, those who feel that they are supreme are Only bastards feel fear.

They couldn't help praying to the Chaos Gods for blessing, and then continued to fire, firing in a chaotic manner, but waiting for the explosive bombs in his position, the plasma and melt of the Chimera, not a miracle.

Because a miracle has occurred, the God-Emperor's Hammer seeks to settle the past with the traitors, lest their bodies be stained with the blood of their brothers and the flesh of their compatriots.

The power armor that protected them collapsed, tens of thousands of ordinary people in the Empire shaped it, and Ru Ming took it away. Their brutal bolter ceasefire, the weapons that once protected their compatriots, Ru Ming fell into.

The hot and humid wind of Gundwa VI was like the kiss of death. Many Space Marines who had no strength to join Chaos began to doubt whether they were wrong in pursuing their masters?

But soon that feeling was replaced by a strong feeling, because they realized that their honor and pride were being crushed by mortals...

Is that something they can't bear, but in reality, defeat is already decided...

Until a Chimera suddenly made the sound of jamming, the sound of the engine shrine being overwhelmed, and a very impressive war cry.

The former Red Angel, Veengar has landed in the mortal world. Instead of saving the world, he seeks to destroy his compatriots!

His huge body used the fastest speed to jam the front wheel of the Chimera, and the chain sword was stuck in the middle of the cage, causing the Chimera to let out an overwhelmed scream. The machine soul was furious!

But how could Weingar be afraid of the soul of a mere armored car!

He kicked hard, and the Chimera, which was already deflected, twisted and crashed into the towering tree in the forest. The maneuver failed, and the people inside fell like beans in a jar. It was extremely ugly.

The very sensible horse was opening the back of the Chimera, and what came into view were countless Chaos traitors, servants wearing noble uniforms, and former Iron Guards...

A fierce battle was about to break out, and in the battle between the mortals of Weingar Port, he looked at the brothers who were beaten to pieces and even suffered serious armor losses, and showed a very angry expression.

But that time, the backbones of those Chaos warriors were really broken. They were very clear. If they wanted to win, they had to seek the commander, not individualism.

Although they did not recognize the capabilities of the former Red Angel, they did not open their communicators. Several former Space Marine sergeants swore in the name of their own team to obey the orders of Vengar, and the Red Corsair was in command.

"In the name of the subspace gods, they swear to you that they will always be loyal to your command..."

Veengar felt as if his body had different powers. He looked at the brothers with their heads lowered, and then used his explosive bombs to smash the heads of the mortals in the trench to vent his emotions, and then commanded those who were high up. s things.

"Now do what he said, a team of three, two bolter legs, one plasma gun, or melta."

"They retreated into the forest and into the bunker without getting close to the trench area where there were many mine residues. But remember, that retreat was not because of him, but because of your arrogance and stupidity."

"He has requested the support of Valtex from my lord, and the dreadnoughts carried by the veterans are ready for orbital airdrop."

"Toji attacked, he begged us to regain our honor!"

The Chaos Space Marines answered in unison, as if they were one person. They formed an array and covered each other. Alan Bair was eager to save his old comrades, but he did not care to continue to take detours, allowing the Chimera of Zangdong to give priority to the support and was surrounded by the enemy's human troops. soldiers.

In orbit, Valtex, who was arranging the Dreadnought Mecha and awakening the battle-hardened veterans inside, bowed to his master.

"My lord, why did Mingyue come to the armory?"

The giant body, the powerful tyrant, ripped off the sleeping substance input pipeline of the fearless mecha. "Don't let his comrades sleep for too long. He has a bad mind. Now that half of his plan is completed and half is left, why don't he let the world be renamed?"

"New Badab, how about it?"

And that would deny the Black Heart King's plan. He had never been a leader at the chapter level, but now he would get a star sector.

How could he rule such a vast place if his soldiers still only obeyed his orders? He is adapting to decentralization, even if such a situation will lead to losses, or even serious losses, but rather than losses, he needs the right arm that can conquer the empire for him more.

The left leg is Valtex, the dimensional blacksmith, the right leg is Vengar, the second lieutenant captain, and the black-hearted king of Ming is even more powerful. When Dong comes, he asks to see his own warriors, and how the remaining one hundred space warriors conquer the world. , making Gondwa VI his garden.

The cheap meat he bought online felt like it was synthesized by the Ministry of Military Affairs. It had no skin and required salt to keep it fresh. It tasted like meat, but it was completely devoid of water even if it was fried. He had reason to doubt whether it was for the big guys to eat. (cursing)