Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire.

Chapter 102 Meeting the "Beastman"

The journey was long and the flight was slow. The orcs laughed and fought with each other. They sang, they thought, they wanted to catch shrimps for food, and they wanted to feed their pets.

The void is vast, the orcs are fast, fly by from time to time, don't rush, stay by your side, smash and hit, ignore the result, just fight, in all mortal worlds, there is no existence around it, only orcs, only orcs, only greenskins.

The snake bite boy's weapon has rough sawtooth, teeth and human skin hang on his clothes, they believe that such a weapon can bless them, this attitude even infected the captain of Blood Axe, he took care of his own decorative frame, above It's all the stuff he knows great about.

Let's see, the shelves are scrawled, simple, made up of trash and death, with his favorite collectible at the top of the shelf, the teeth of the giant Scrooge, as thick as an arm, as white as jade, and priceless (for for orcs).

The second was the guy he knew called Titanium, who looked like bean sprouts, and wore a beautiful and gorgeous armor, like a can. Bloodaxe didn't know how to describe him, but he called him, canned bean.

And the second most conspicuous thing on the trophy shelf was the helmet of the Tau xv8 crisis battle suit. Although it was tattered and the camera was smashed, the rusty red color on it still meant that it might be used by the captain.

The third trophy is the military emblem used by the Imperial Guard non-commissioned officer, and his military rank can still be seen on it, Captain.

This kind of combat power shows that this blood ax is experienced all the time, and can be integrated into other clans. As the race that is least seen by other orcs, blood ax can command troops in a compound group composed of several snakebite clans , obviously he will not be a weak green skin.

However, the Imperial Navy uniform and Snakebite's characteristic decorations forcibly created a damn weird feeling, not to mention wearing a green leather.

This damn alien is always ruining things, whether it is now or in the future, he looked at the star map, and the various enemies in the boundless void made him look forward to his future.

But what he is facing now is also very simple, a metal world full of shrimps, he can see the looming human warships in the orbit of the planet, and he can also faintly smell the damn promethium.

"Boys, turn off the instrument, let's sneak over, and then hit the South Pole of that world with the fastest speed!"

The tech kid scratched his head. "Boss, what is Antarctica?"

This sentence made Captain Bloodaxe choke, Antarctica... "Antarctica is the southernmost point in this world!"

The Tech Kid replied. "Boss, it's a circle, theoretically any point in the south is..."

"Okay, I'll report the coordinates. If you still have questions, I'll tear your head off!" The blood ax was not made of mud either. After threats and rage, the battleship slowly approached the world.

And the landing place he chose was not a deserted place, but the second largest place after the main nest of the capital, with countless close-in defense guns and anti-orbital firepower, but it was also the only star port in the world. You must know the star port They are all huge creations extending hundreds of kilometers from the ground to the sky. Mastering a star port means mastering wealth, power, mobility and support, supplies, and so on.

In order to ensure that they will not be detected by the auspicious instrument, so that they will not be beaten into wasps when they land, they turn off any equipment that can emit pulses, and just rely on the inertia of the engine to float towards that world. Even under the shape of an orc battleship, it looks like a Blob of garbage.

Although the speed is slow, such actions can ensure maximum efficiency before landing, and the boys will not suffer heavy losses due to defensive artillery.

And this kind of wisdom is what the Imperial Guard fears the most, but in most cases the orcs are not proficient in tactics. He learned this technique from an imperial navy. The orcs don't like to learn, but when they realize this It helps the war, and they learn it quickly, anyway.

This is why orcs are one of the most difficult things to deal with in this dark galaxy. Old orcs are not only strong fighters and nightmares, but also terrifying commanders who are proficient in various tactical planning.

Of course, it is very difficult for orcs to live to that point. Their warlike personality makes it difficult for them to reach the high point of life, but if an orc does it, his name must be one of the nightmares of the galaxy.

Captain Bloodaxe is not qualified yet, but he still has potential. The only problem is that he didn't notice one thing, that is, he didn't let the orcs turn off the lights. After all, it was something learned, not a tactic invented by himself. There is nothing wrong with implementing it.

Just like this, the captain of the Bordello watched the ball of "space junk" approaching the planet brightly like a lumen ball in the void.

said the correspondent. "Captain, what should we do?"

The captain took a sip of his coffee. To be honest, even if the greenskins didn't open their shields, he couldn't defeat about four orc battleships with one battleship, but they were very slow.

"Notify the ground forces that we don't have enough firepower. The ships in orbit around the world are all commercial ships. Let the ground evacuate and defend..."

Soon, the command on the ground received the news, and as the resident officers, Alan Bayer and Ryan naturally got the news at the first time.

Ryan thought about it. "There is no doubt that the orcs want to take root in this world. They probably landed at the South Pole of this world. I think this should be fake, otherwise they wouldn't be able to make such a big show."

"I speculate that they will land next to the South Pole hive of the planet without orbital defenses, and then start attacking with ground forces."

"By the time we are alert to Antarctica and spend a lot of troops, the orcs have already attacked other places and took root. My suggestion is to hold back and continue to scout their positions. After landing, use trench warfare to consume the enemy."

"Although I don't deny that soldiers are expensive and fast, surprise is also a terrible plan. It is obviously better to use the most common tactics of the Imperial Guard to fight against the enemy."

Alan Bayer shook his head immediately after hearing this. This guy is not an ordinary imperial officer. He is an old gambler. The war in his hands has not lasted more than a year. You must know that the empire’s decades-long war of attrition seems to be in front of him. Worthless.

"War of attrition? I dare say that those greenskins must want to sneak but forgot to turn off the lights. Their goal is to directly smash through the Antarctic hive with airdrop pods and infantry, then occupy the star port, and then dock the large forces, and the stream will continue Enter soldiers and take over the world."

Ryan asked. "Why, there is absolutely no need for the aliens to take such a risk of fighting. They have the advantage in numbers and materials. If I were the aliens, I would definitely choose to slowly annex them instead of attacking the main hive at the risk of failure."

Alan Baier replied. "Think about greenskins who only like to fight every day. They were accidentally locked up in the subspace and beat each other up. They've already gotten tired of beating greenskins. Now they finally come out because they want to find some other race waaagh."

"They will definitely land in a densely populated area, directly attack the local PDF, and at the same time turn the world upside down. When we come to our senses, they have already occupied the star port, and then countless war engines will continue to fall from the hulk."

What Colonel Ryan said was horrifying. He couldn't accept that his home world was being ruined in this way, but he didn't think the orcs would be stupid enough to attack the heavily guarded Antarctic main lair.

"I still have my own opinions. I have fought against the alien several times, but you seem to have been underestimating the alien's tactical plan?"

"I admit that the empire is supreme and humans are excellent, but arrogance is the root of failure. I will take my troops to intercept the surroundings. If you still maintain your point of view, go to the main lair in Antarctica to be lazy."

Alan Baier did not refute. First, he felt that this operation was not an attack on the sky hulk. Second, this time it was a local battle. Third, the colonel was from a professional background and had been fighting with the Tau for too long. , Subconsciously feel that war is planning and strategy, iron and blood and supplies.

But war is not something you can exchange for 3 alien with 1 people. It can be executed according to the battle damage and plan. He thinks tactics are the most important thing.

But in this terrifying universe, sensibility and experience are the most precious. Otherwise, how could the empire rely on various wars of attrition to contain countless aliens in its various worlds?Those tactics are not masterful, but rely on the sacrifice and death of countless men and women of the Empire.

But Alan Baier would not blame him, and just replied to the Bouldero. "Don't intercept, let them slowly enter the low-Earth orbit main hive anti-ship lance range, and then you shoot with other civilian warships."

"Don't worry about the enemies that landed, let us clean up those greenskins, you can just ensure that the alien warships come and go, remember that if you can't complete the task, give priority to ensuring the integrity of the structure of the Bordello, and you can return to the capital hive Dodge."

The captain replied with a heavy voice. "Avoid? Impossible, the Bordello is already longing for the blood of those aliens. Compared with this, your ground troops may have to face tens of thousands of green skins, is it alright?"

Alan Baier looked at the dark starry sky that could only be seen on the top floor of the Hive Capital. "It's night, and it's as dark as a dense forest. Now it's just reinforced concrete instead of the forest, new recruits instead of veterans, and the fate of the green skins will never change."

The captain knew about that battle, and he knew what he was talking about. This place is completely different from Gundwa VI. Partoria has a stronger defense force, a better economy, more people, and there are no plants or weird magnetic fields. But for the Imperial Guard, the battlefield is the battlefield. This place is the same as Gundwa VI. They are still in the world of the Empire, and they still face the green-skinned alien. They have never changed, so he will win.

The captain stroked his beard, and then looked at the green-skinned battleship approaching. "Understood, Lieutenant Colonel of the Fourth Skadi Regiment, damned Imperial Guard officer, if you fail, I will start the engine and leave this sector to find the Imperial fleet. It may take decades, and you have been It is my only hope for this war."

"I don't want to leave like a deserter. I watched the destruction of the Baka base, just like you saw a place like Cadia disappear. It is completely impossible, and it makes people feel extremely painful."

"This universe is too scary and evil. I need you to ignite the miracle again. In return, you will see the green-skinned battleship turn into fireworks outside the atmosphere."

Alan Baier replied. "I know, Captain, that I will complete the task, and, Cadia, stand firm..."

"She will always be in our hearts, pressing down on the traitors. She is Abaddon's nightmare, the thing he most wants to destroy, and thousands of men and women in Cadia are the thick nails that keep the traitors in despair. The Eye of Terror, even if she is gone, the empire will remember her."

The captain sighed, feeling his heart tumbling, and then he remembered something. "Isn't Cadia all right?"

Alan Baier scratched his head, that's right, it's the end of the 40th millennium now, and the No.13 Dark Crusade hasn't come yet...

"Well, how should I put it, I assume, after all, everything is possible in this universe."

the captain cursed. "Cadia will not be destroyed, don't talk nonsense, go to the ground and stop the green skins!"

Alan Bayer watched Colonel Ryan leave just now, and the transport plane took the entire Imperial Guard infantry regiment away, and he also answered. "The war is about to start again. Those aliens will never let us go, Captain, let them pay with blood."

the captain replied. "For the Emperor."

Alan Baier replied. "For the Emperor."

At the end of the communication, Alan Byer told the staff to start mobilizing, and the companies stepped onto the transport plane in an orderly manner, and Alan Byer had already predicted that the intricate terrain inside the Hive City would make the war anxious, and he had already made up his mind. It is the consciousness of bombing the hive city composed of the people of the empire and the countless wealth of the empire with missile vehicles.

The transport plane roared forward, and several suspension vehicles with tracks added by the Fraxia 113 Armored Regiment were hoisted by the transport plane and flew towards the South Pole.

The orc finally approached the atmosphere by inertia. In low-Earth orbit, Blood Ax sat excitedly in the airdrop pod, and then skillfully placed the Grit on his body as a buffer.

The other greenskins also followed suit. It has to be said that the grits of the Snakebite clan are not only smarter than those of other clans, they also sit much softer.

Blood Ax twisted his buttocks and asked. "How many airdrops are there this time?"

The technical kid next to him answered. "Four thousand, and two larger ones."

And those tattered airdrop pods can carry hundreds of orcs, and the big ones even have the war weapons of the Snakebite clan...

The blood ax is inevitable for this war, and [-] orcs fell like raindrops after a while. The densely packed airdrop pods approached the spiers, the dark steel forest, and the nests deep in the clouds. The close-in defense guns of the main nest And anti-aircraft guns roaring...

Bloodaxe is not afraid of being hit, as a commander, his drop armor is thick, but the others will burst in an instant.

The blood ax is expected to halve the number of landings, but it is still enough to take down this hive city. He grinned happily, and as long as he controls the main tower of the entire hive city, turn off the anti-ship light spear. In this case, the green The skins also have the assistance of the garbage cannon on the battleship...

He has already seen the struggling faces of the shrimps!

But the communicator unexpectedly roared. "Boss! A battleship with shrimps! We've been exposed!"

"What, how is it possible?" Blood Axe replied in surprise, but the fierce anti-ship light spear on the main tower on the ground fired towards the low-earth orbit, and the light and death brushed his airdrop pod, and at the same time evaporated about three to four thousand green skins …

And in the sky, the battleship he was carrying just now was falling down with thick smoke, and under the hive capital, those shrimps seemed to be wearing military uniforms?

Seems like something's not right?

(End of this chapter)