Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire.

Chapter 111 Tunnel War Tunnel War Killed Thousands of Orcs

If there is something that is the eternal theme of the empire, then Alan Bayer will answer without hesitation, those who can do more work.

When he led his soldiers to walk in the narrow, wet and cold underground, and hadn't seen the sun for about five or six days, the mental illusion of osteoporosis was enough to kill mortals, and because of this, the empire has always been reluctant to Responsibility for cleaning up the hulk is left to the Astra Militarum.

But this does not mean that the Star Militia Army will not fight in tunnels. As an independent thing in the complicated and messy world of the empire, the hive city is similar to the landmark building of the empire. I have never lived in a hive city in my life. It is difficult for the upper and lower levels to say that you are an imperial person (such as the Titanium Association Army).

Tunnels are no strangers to the fourth regiment of Skadi, and how to transform such a place is easy to find. The armor of the battleship cannot be dug, so it is blocked with orc debris, such as mud, and the orc domestic garbage casts gray walls, and then fills them with metal to increase strength.

Still can't hope this thing has much hit resistance or much good cover, but in a pitch black hulk it's an excellent camouflage.

In the dark underground world, those dark "walls" can completely let the orcs fall into the siege of humans without noticing, and the smell of those things can also cover humans from being discovered by the sensitive nose of the Squig.

And the goal of this whole plan is only to disperse the orc troops into small groups, waiting to be broken one by one by the space fighters, and thanks to Alan Bair's new equipment, which can provide him with a psychic protection effect far superior to that of psykers, this It needs to be stationed for a long time, and the plan to move takes effect.

It is already difficult for the three psykers to replace the ability to drive themselves. Their heads are troubled by the burden of psychic energy all the time, but some soldiers taken away by Alan Bayer have reduced a lot of pressure, making their psychic energy consumption and output becoming steady.

Now inside the cramped, long, damp hulk, the Imperial Guard were capable of fighting for long periods of time, but they had no chance of delaying.

The soldiers compacted the walls with sapper shovels, leaving shooting holes, and then covered them with dark cloth. Alan Baier tightened his coat, working here amidst the smell of green leather and the uncomfortable temperament of the untouchables. It's so painful that you want to escape.

It can be described as smelly socks mixed with rotten eggs and fermented mushrooms, as well as an earthy smell and the "body odor" of soldiers who haven't bathed for a long time.

Fortunately, the people who work here are all people who have experienced real death, war, and pain. They are all veterans of the Imperial Guard, the elite of the fourth Skadi regiment. A fierce man who eats next to a rotting corpse.

They are male and female, old and young, but they all have the same eyes. The resentment for the alien and the loyalty to the empire are mixed in their bodies.

"Okay, after the reinforcement here, go to the next tunnel, follow me, don't disperse, don't be surprised when you see things you shouldn't see, just cut it with a power sickle."

Alan Bayer calmly ordered that their current actions have been repeated time and time again during this period, so that they are familiar with the road, but Alan Bayer keeps repeating not to leave themselves, because subspace is never a good thing.

He is like a parent looking at his children, and he is also the head of the fourth regiment of Skadi. These two identities overlap. There is no doubt that he is one of the few officers in the empire who truly cherishes soldiers, and he is also the true leader of the empire. mainstay.

This is why the proud Space Marines still agree with the Astra Militarum and their actions, and are willing to bear the sharp edge of this tunnel deployment.

There is no reason for no respect. It is the fourth group of Skadi who showed the courage to live to death and the courage to take real action. Only the Destruction Falcons will give them the respect that matches their actions.

The rustling footsteps of the soldiers still echo here, and there are still a few gaps left to turn the tunnels that the orcs are used to into a maze. It is built according to the pipeline of the hive capital, and it is difficult to recognize them even if they have lived for a hundred years. Come out, unless they're hives too.

"Is this the last one?" Alan Baier wiped his sweat. It is very difficult to sweat in such a cold place. Living underground makes him uncomfortable, but war is not comfortable in the first place.

Those buried detonators with the Emperor's wrath will tell the greenskins who invaded the human world that this is not a good place to come.

Lieutenant report here. "It's all installed, for the Emperor."

Alan Baier nodded, which means that no matter what, half of the orcs on this hulk will disappear during this period of time. No matter who wins the war between the orcs, the Imperial Guard will be the thing to harvest them. Of course, he hopes that Snakebite will win , so that he would kill Boss Goff on the Hulk, and return to camp to be killed by them.

It can be said that the praying mantis catches the cicada...

A sinister smile flashed across Alan Bayer's face. After all, he had never been merciless when dealing with aliens.

"Very well, we..."

Papa, papa, before the words were finished, footsteps came from the tunnel. That was not the sound of imperial military boots. Alan Baier immediately made sign language. At this moment, the silence here is scary, only used by the imperial guards ambushing behind the dark wall. Looking at the distance of the tunnel with the night vision goggles.

A messy voice followed, it was the low Gothic language of the orcs, those things came slowly, there were a lot of them, it was obviously a victory, after all the biggest one, the war boss wearing countless animal teeth and leather was intact It was harmless, and was holding a ferocious giant orc head in his hand.

Alan Baier thought at this moment, bless the emperor, they are very lucky, and this place is narrow, the troublesome giant beasts bred by orcs can't get in, they can only be in the animal fence outside.

Those orcs are getting closer and closer. Their team is long, three in a row, and very dense. The orcs seem to be in good spirits. Although there are many arms that have just been connected, or the wounds are obvious, it seems that they have experienced a tragic war. The corpses of the same race were hung On them, the teeth are chained around their necks, and even a grit can eat Squig meat.

That kind of wealth can be felt even by humans, but their good luck ends here, but in the middle of the orc team, the one-man cart covered with cloth is covered with various orc decorations. Next to the boss, the way the orcs feared and worshiped that thing made Alan Bayer feel wrong.

But how could the alien wait in front of him, he lowered his body and said in sign language.

[Guerrilla warfare, follow, inform the Astartes and the base. 】

The soldiers reacted quickly, quiet and deadly, as if in the forest, the incendiary explosives made of promethium were ready, and there were two terrible flamethrowers, bloody blood was about to happen here.

The communicator turned on the device, pressed the button, and the sound of barking echoed in the camp. The space fighters took up their weapons, and the staff began to arrange an ambush. The orc team was huge. They were like ants returning to their nests, wandering on different paths.

The restless and noisy voices and the extremely quiet Astartes were inversely proportional to the imperial guards. The orcs walked in a mess in a place that hadn't been changed at all, and gradually found themselves in a dead end.

The Warboss Behemoth grumbled. "I'm in a good mood today, but that kid led the way?! I'm going to eat him today!"

Just experienced the war waaaghboss is still full of violence, the kid who hit the muzzle of the gun at this time will naturally be unlucky, but the Squigg they owed did find something wrong and lowered the damn head, looking for it.

"Well, our Tiaotiao, what are you doing?" The scouting orc looked down, and Alan Bayer was watching from a distance around the corner, feeling bad.

"start up."

The soldier answered. "Haven't you reached the maximum lethal range?"

"I can't help it, I was discovered, I was too anxious to do breath processing, damn it, start it."

The soldier pressed the detonator, and the Scrooge suddenly screamed, and the scout orc yelled. "There are fried..."

Rumbling, the violent explosion carried bright flames of promethium. The imperial guards turned off their night vision goggles early and looked at the bright tunnel with their naked eyes. Behind the mud wall that was blasted away next, was Aspen holding a storm bolter. Tate...

"Bury!" Before the surviving orcs opened their mouths, the sound of violent explosive bombs embedded in the flesh appeared, and the two Astartes smashed the flesh like a meat grinder. Armed with a power scythe, the Astartes warrior god blocks the advance of the god of death.

This was prepared in advance, and the remaining orcs noticed that something was wrong. When they retreated, the imperial guards had already blocked the back, violent flamethrowers and deflagration weapons were fired, and there were still people behind the imperial guards who were constantly filling ammunition and putting new weapons. Pass it to the companion who has run out of ammunition in front.

There were no fire gaps or bunkers. In the fierce firepower, only a few of the most powerful and fierce bosses and war bosses were still standing, and the giant beast boss shouted. "Shrimp!?"

"You bastards, come here to sneak attack? If you want to fight, I will accompany you at any time! Bastard!"

He charged forward furiously and crazily, with terrifying strength. The dark age materials on his body and the structure embedded in his flesh and blood provided him with the top defense of an individual orc, even stronger than the Terminator armor.

The other bosses are pretty much the same. The convenience provided by the space hulk is indescribable. If the orcs here are in other worlds, they can easily rely on this set of equipment to rule the green skins of a world. This is why the orcs in the space hulk Horde is more dangerous and scary.

But he is not an idiot. The place where he charges is the Imperial Guard, which is the place with the strongest firepower but the weakest defensive blockade. The giant beast is very smart. Even in the face of the shrimp that he has not seen again for hundreds of years, he is still calm and deadly. .

But what is incomprehensible is that even under such circumstances, he used his body to protect the strange cage, and hung the chain of the cage trailer on his waist, carrying the weight to escape and break through.

Alan Bayer and the staff were observing with equipment. They wanted to order a retreat, but in this situation, even if there were dead people, the orc had to be taken down. Colonel Ryan also understood that. The Fourth Skadi Regiment and Partoria The commander of the 143rd regiment of the guard shouted at the same time.

"Skadi [-]th Infantry Regiment!"

"143rd Regiment of the Partorian Guard!"

"We must not let go of those aliens!"

The soldiers of the Imperial Guard broke out in shouts that shook the tunnel. "For the Emperor!"

Even if dozens or hundreds of people are going to die, if they take out power weapons, even if they want to be smashed to pieces, for the sake of the empire, for the sake of the emperor, this monster has to be left here.

Sacrifice and awakening are already doomed when they are willing to use their slender souls to cross the endless night of the empire. If they are done well, even if they are required to sacrifice or die, they will gladly accept it.

But how heroic, the staff, Alan Bayer, and Ryan order their brothers and sisters to sacrifice for righteousness at this moment, and it will definitely not feel good, but wars will never be won by investing 3 people for 1 and constantly pulling the battle damage .

If sacrifices are not made today, when the orcs pay attention to humans and form a regular, organized counterattack in the hulk, the death will only become greater.

"For the sake of the emperor..." Alan Bayer couldn't bear to put down the observer, he wished he could fight the orc leader, but as a commander, he could only endure.

The empire needs him, Skadi needs him, his hometown needs him, and even this regiment still needs him. Responsibility binds Alan Baier. Although he still loves adventure, fighting, and looking forward to peace and rest, as an imperial officer , there are too many things he can't do.

Listening to the orc's roar echoing in the tunnel at this moment, Alan Baier's heart sank to the bottom of the valley, he sighed, as an imperial guard, he was tired.

But before such emotions arose, the staff officer shouted. "Angel! A red-headed angel!"

Alan Bayer immediately pushed away the staff officer and looked into the binoculars. In the blurred and narrow field of vision, the scarlet warrior helmet and the logo of the Doom Eagle Chapter, the space warrior sergeant stood in front of the Imperial Guard.

"Mortal, go." He crossed his power sickle and hammer across his chest, against the crazy orc boss's huge beast-controlling pincers.

The imperial guards retreated in an orderly manner and distanced themselves. Although they were not reconciled, they still admitted that the emperor's angel was great, so great that they would hand over the honor to him.

The high-tech fine gold of the dark age collided with the destructive position, and the light drawn between the annihilation and the solidity was enough to blind the eyes of mortals.

Alan Byer yelled. "Beat him! Beat that boss to death, Jisu...cough cough cough..."

"In the name of the Emperor!"

It has to be said that the space warrior sergeant is really skilled in martial arts. In the battle with the orc leader, he used the emperor's loyal physical attack to kick away the orc boss at a speed that ordinary people can't see clearly. Before the orc could react , sickle and hammer raised high.

The thing with a destructive attitude smashed down, instantly shattering the head of the victorious leader. Amidst the unbelievable roars of other orcs, fleeing, and the encirclement and suppression of space fighters, the destruction of the space hulk lasted half a month. Yes, the curtain has come to an end in the combined battle of the Imperial Guard, Imperial Navy, and Space Marines...

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When the orc boss dies, the thing in the cage wakes up. It senses the death of its servant. A trace of its anger rises up. The machine spirit of the ship is mobilized, and twists and grotesques continue to appear.

The psyker screamed. "Ah! The Emperor! It's..." Then the head burst open, and even the lady who was divination with Alan Baier died instantly...

The weird atmosphere filled the whole tunnel, something seems wrong?

(End of this chapter)