Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire.

Chapter 114 Landing wine, blade, being regarded as a god
How much courage it takes to bid farewell to the environment you are accustomed to is hard to judge, at least when you are used to the endless darkness, the light on the bridge will be extremely dazzling now, the captain is still wearing the blue suit In a gold-rimmed navy uniform, he holds a glass in his hand, which is filled with rare red wine.

"Look at you, how much greatness you have accomplished, to celebrate your revenge for Kabbah, let's have a drink?"

Alan Bayer and the staff borrowed the extremely rare and sweet wine in this dark universe. Wine is still something that nobles can enjoy in the empire, and because Terra is completely uncultivable, crops such as grapes have completely lost their ancient value. Flavor, most of today's wines are synthetic, full of exciting flavors and indescribable enjoyment, but have lost that unique value.

But wine is not extinct. In many agricultural worlds, there are still grapes among the crops that have been transformed countless times in ancient Terra. In this era, real wine is not a drink, but a badge. Represents noble rights.

"In your family?" Alan Baier asked.

The captain nodded. "I can't afford half a bottle with all the salary I have served so far, but I still love my current job. I prefer adventures and battles compared to inheriting the territory as a noble in my hometown and eating with the planetary governor. "

Staff words. "It's hard to imagine a nobleman with a family, territory, and inheritance rights mixing with guys like us."

Alan Baier said a little self-deprecatingly. "I'm a humble life in the hive capital. I didn't expect to be able to taste this thing one day."

The staff officer nodded. "I've never seen my parents, and I've been at the Academy of Loyalty as long as I can remember."

The captain stroked his beard. "Sorry, but being an aristocrat is not as comfortable as you imagined, my family has no honor, and they don't care about family affection. Their desire for power is distorted, and the only normal person in my family is my sister... sorry , I shouldn't say too much, it must be the aroma of the wine that intoxicated us."

Alan Baier nodded. "Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite. Whether you are a saint or a prisoner, life will only ask you for everything."

"To the Emperor, cheers." He raised his glass high, honor, hope, and the sweet and rich taste immediately entered his throat.

"Ok?"

"Um?!"

The cheeks of the staff officer and Alan Byer twisted together. It was the first time in their life that they tasted such a sour taste. Alan Byer would describe it as fermented lemon juice with alcohol, and only the captain squinted his eyes to enjoy it.

Alan Baier thought it might be a prank, but he knew the captain, it was impossible, he swallowed the thing, his throat was stinging, he asked. "It's so beautiful, it..." His teeth chattered. The last time he did this, he drank Kane's favorite...

"Where did it come from?"

the captain replied. "Baal."

Baal, the mother planet of the Holy Blood Angels, the Blood Angels' crazy love for wine made them retain the grape varieties that can be planted in the land of Baal that has been devastated by war to the point of madness, and the purest ancient Terra wine craft, but the only The problem is that the stuff that comes out of that soil full of all kinds of pollution is literally sulfuric acid.

Therefore, drinking Baal's wine is not a pleasure for anyone, but a taste of honor, history, in other words, you drink this without knowing anything about those wars, or where the wine came from. The thing is to torture yourself.

Alan Baier covered his mouth, the thing was fermenting in his stomach, and the stomach acid couldn't beat it!
"Sorry, I'm sorry."

The staff officer also immediately followed Alan Baier, and they came to the bathroom in an instant before the captain answered, and then there was a long and continuous sound of things leaving the human body for a long, long time...

"Dehydration, weakness, and acute gastroenteritis, Commander, Mr. Staff, have you tasted sulfuric acid?" The ship's doctor looked at the blood test report in his hand, and slowly chose the pills. Those white deadly products of the empire are now was the only thing that saved them from devastating diarrhea.

The moment he got the pill, Alan Bayer opened the thing and poured all the white stuff into his stomach. This feeling was uncomfortable, with vomiting, diarrhea, and persistent abdominal cramps.

After eating the potion, the Empire's powerful potion took effect quickly regardless of the side effects. Of course, it may also be a placebo effect...

"Thank you, doctor..."

"By the way, do we have enough medical supplies?"

"We're going to be sailing for two months and I don't want anyone to get sick."

The doctor answered. "Of course, it is enough. There is no doubt about our medical treatment. It is better to say that the supplies are sufficient enough to be squandered. Thanks to your efforts, every star sector is home to us."

"The Bouldero's powerful firepower also keeps us safe, and the Warp is calm during this time, the Emperor bless you."

Alan Baier covered his mouth. "Doctor, stop talking..."

The doctor rubbed his mouth. "Sir, you didn't clean it up."

Alan Byer wiped his finger with a medical wipe. "Have a nice afternoon."

He bid farewell to the staff here, the void is rarely calm, good and bad things gather together during this period, but their stomachs don't necessarily see it.

The only good thing is that, as the doctor said, the journey was calm, the food was plentiful, the medical care was perfect, and the small flu that the crew members had during the subspace travel was quickly suppressed. You know, it is extremely difficult to manage hundreds of people, not to mention the number of people. million people.

Time flows slowly, the area of ​​the Veil of Elura, an important guard point of the Empire, the concentration point of warp travel, the place guarded by three Astartes Chapters, but now only one remains, and for centuries the Emperor The Spears have been focused on guarding the area of ​​space known as the Veil of Elura along with the Lions and Scorpions.

But the former was hunted down by the Inquisition, and the latter was wiped out, so that only the Emperor's Spear remained as the only sentinel of Elura's Veil.

This void also means that Alan Bayer has reached his end point. Although there is still about a month of travel time, it is already close.

said the captain. "It's about the same as expected. Let's resupply and find the nearest imperial world. If the docking goes well, we can set sail again within a week."

The captain looked at the star map here, and smiled at the corner of his mouth. "Lieutenant Colonel Alan Bair, look at this."

Alan Baier walked near the control point, and a blue planet and atmosphere on the star map could be clearly seen even through the damned projection of the empire.

"Well, what a garden world, as beautiful as the holy Terra, there must be a lot of good things."

"This area is also very stable and comfortable, and there is no abnormal shape. It is really a treasured place of geomantic omen."

The captain frowned at this moment. "It's not quite right. There are asteroid belts around this world, and the density is very high. It's no problem for transport planes, but it's basically a natural anti-ship belt for warships. We can't get close to that world."

"And I just started the correspondent was sending signals to that world, and there was no answer."

"It's scary that only transport planes can land at the moment, but you must descend without cover. If this world is controlled by aliens or there is a rebellion..."

Alan Baier replied. "The Emperor's warriors are not intimidated, are they?"

The captain looked at the prompt that suddenly flashed on the screen, and then answered. "I have a group of astropaths communicating here, but the most important thing at the moment is to go to that world to supply, and take the soldiers down. No matter what the situation is, force is the most reliable in the end."

The staff officer listened and nodded. "It cannot be denied that it would be better for all of our current 50 bulldogs to land. After all, the situation is complicated."

The Fourth Skadi Regiment had to face such stupid situations again and again. In this dark universe, there were thousands of shining worlds on the empire star map. Without the help of the local military department, it was completely impossible to distinguish the worlds on the star map. What kind of world is the empire world.

That seemingly beautiful world may be a place full of death, but in order to complete the task, the Imperial Guard will still risk their lives.

The fourth regiment of Skadi, the 113th regiment of Phraxia, is ready in the transport plane. No matter what kind of hell it is, the Imperial Guard has absolute confidence to break through.

They slowly approached at sub-light speed. Although the transport plane is small for a battleship, it is enough to transport a company at a time. It is no problem to be crowded with 700-809 people.

Such a huge landing scale, falling suddenly without docking with the star port, is also a torture for the empire world not responding to the radio normally, the imperial guards, and the imperial hammer will also wave at their own people.

The abnormally dense asteroid belts are gathered and staggered together under the influence of the planet's gravity, which is amazing, and it is unclear what makes this world have such a strange natural environment. Countless asteroids collide together too densely, in the A burst of fireworks erupted in space.

And even Terra is often impacted by planets, which is not frequent for humans, but for planets like planets, planetary impacts are as frequent as rain, and those things that seem to be attracted by the planet's gravity float in orbit for some reason , forming such a protective network.

Even a transport ship has to mention mental transport, as long as one is not careful, it will touch an asteroid. The density of such planetary belts is very abnormal. In the void, normal planetary belts will hardly collide, but the gap is large enough The battleship passed by, and the planetary belt here is more like the terrifying place full of dangers in film and television works. Those things, rocks and teeth, appear again and again in the dead corner of the driver's field of vision.

Alan Baier quickly realized that something was wrong, and he told the staff. "Consultant, this world may be a feudal world or even a primitive world. If this dense planet cannot build a star port or leave this world."

The staff officer suddenly realized. "The transportation of transport planes to provide personnel and materials will also consume the driver's energy. A large number of traffic accidents make the empire judge this world as a place with little value for colonization, and the good natural scenery also makes it not a good source of conscription. .”

"That's how the feudal world was born. To get rich, build roads first. If you don't have transportation capacity, you can't get rich. But I still have a question, why didn't the empire clean up the asteroid belt here? If it opened fire violently, then..."

Alan Baier was halfway through speaking, and suddenly saw in the planetary belt, a huge void creature like a small ship, with twisted and grotesque tentacles and horny skin, and protozoa like a battleship in the Leviathan swarm. The impact point of the planet after the explosion absorbed something, and their long tentacles also protruded their spiritual energy in front of Alan Bayer, pulling the asteroid in the void. This hand alone is enough to pose a threat to the imperial warship.

"When I didn't say it, this world is at most an agricultural world. If you want to deal with such things, you must use destroyers. If the planet has more than 40 inhabitants, it is the standard for a fleet."

The staff also commented. "The void is really full of wonders, which is why I want to travel."

They looked at the giant monsters that were gradually gathering in the planetary belt. The bearded creatures that resembled armor had an obvious whale-like shape and huge body, ranging from a full kilometer to 500 meters. Even children can have this assault ship size.

With their backdrop, the entire void becomes alive and has a sense of substance, like the deep sea, and the huge monsters will even make people with giant phobias stunned directly.

The assault ship carefully left that area, but Alan Baier couldn't help thinking, if those things were captured and brainwashed and turned into war machines, how much firepower could it provide the empire?

He shook his head. In this dark universe, his thoughts have gradually become imperialized. War and long-term fighting are changing his thinking logic and favorite things.

When the transport ship breaks through the atmosphere, what comes into view is not hell, but the boundless ocean. Flying at an extremely fast low altitude, the blue ocean is rippling, and the transport ship soon comes to land, rowing where it flew. There was a white mist of burning fuel.

The biological system of this world is also very strange, it may be because there is no planetary impact, or it may be that the creatures in the void are deliberately protected, just like the story in the Lord of the Rings, creatures, worlds, and continents are protected by gods.

The resources here are abundant, and all kinds of giant lizards and giant mammals appear staggeredly, and the continent is also a huge plain, boundless and continuous with rivers.

On the ground, humans riding horse-sized mammals, wearing metal armor, shields, and blades, fought like medieval knights with green skins that were too primitive to make swords, and the fourth group of Skadi The soldier opened the rear compartment of the transport ship and took the laser to aim at the orc.

"Boss, I'll give you the whole job." He held his breath, and fired with his gun. The laser instantly killed the green-skinned animal riding a wild boar, and then shot after shot, the orc tribe kept falling, and the knights stood beside the dirt road Protecting an original carriage, the carriage is sewn with ornate fabrics and intricate family crests, which looks very much like the aesthetics of medieval aristocrats.

Alan Baier ordered the transport ship to descend, and the knights got off their horses and knelt down, and a girl in a long golden and white troupe stepped out of the carriage, shouting in low Gothic with a hurried expression. "Oh my God, the Emperor is here! The Emperor is here!" She looked at Alan Baier, piously comparing the complicated etiquette movements of the not-so-standard imperial state religion.

Then handed the Imperial Guard the wine that the knights carried with them.

Alan Bayer's head was short-circuited. He first realized that he was under a big hat, and secondly, he had PDST for wine!
(End of this chapter)