Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire.

Chapter 129 Space Grinder Battle Psyker Think Tank Orcs Join the Battle

Can the breath of war spread in the void? Although human perception, sound, light, and most of the senses are hindered by the vast void, the suffocation brought by the reports of teammates dying and various enemies approaching on the screen is better than positive battlefield.

And on the small bridge, in the command point, on the Colony, Marcato is receiving the most intensive intelligence report on this battlefield.

"The destroyer launches torpedoes and seals off Area A, my lord, our battleship is under attack!"

"The traitors are breaking through Area B, the torpedoes are gone, their void shields are not yet overloaded, and the third squadron is losing battleship structure."

"The quantity gap is too great!"

Makato, a veteran who has served for decades, and a man who is not timid in the face of countless aliens, now looks at the countless miserable and terrifying light spots on the star map glowing red with the light of death, but feels a trace of fear, that The feeling of being smothered with your head covered is suffocating.

Although his battleship formation has not been broken, it will only be a matter of time if the situation continues like this. Every loyal imperial battleship is being attacked by two or more heretics.

As the commander of the command center area, General Marcato has experienced more despair than anyone else, and he knows the battle situation better than anyone else. If the losses continue, this star area will inevitably lack vitality.

The asteroids of the Mechanicum are still charging, and their mobility is not as good as that of battleships. They can only rely on the defense of the Imperial Guard to delay those damned enemies.

Those heretics are not stupid, they are just damned, they deliberately bypassed the metal gate made of three asteroids, and shaved off the battleship of the Imperial Guard bit by bit like a knife cutting fish.

From a tactical point of view, they must ensure that the volcanic cannons on the three planets are normal. This sense of oppression has two aspects. For those heretics, the monstrous flames fired by the Mechanicus are also deadly and terrifying things.

After the destroyer reported being hit again, the volcanic cannon was fired, and the large-scale warship battle in the void completely passed through the distance of human line of sight, but the three bright red heat rays were still clearly visible, like the brilliance of a comet passing by. Skyrim, but instead of warmth, he brings death.

The success of the Imperial Guard's delay caused the Mechanicum to replace a traitor's cruiser with almost no cost. Although the brutal meat-grinding war in the void continued, this rhythm continued, and the victory of the Empire was not far away.

Although countless loyal men and women of the empire will be sacrificed, the lieutenant general still does not dare to drive those orcs. If they turn against them or want to reap the benefits when the war is fierce, the star army will suffer from the enemy. For lieutenant general Marcato , the orcs do not make trouble is the greatest help.

Distrust, such emotions will definitely permeate the high-level empire. Those disgusting orcs are not worthy of trust. In contrast, they look forward to the power of Mechanicum to destroy the enemy.

In the evil heretic flagship, there are constant reports of confusion, all reports of destruction.

"Destroyer No. 5 of the Second Squadron, the signal has disappeared."

"Cruiser No. [-], No. [-]...disappeared..."

"A major battleship, the signal has disappeared!"

The situation of the battle became not so good. After those cursed evil heretic warships were melted by the strong force of the volcano cannon, the advantage of the Imperial Guard in terms of firepower began to appear gradually. Vingar is now the one who is strangled by the throat. The victim becomes the victim, so change is only a few hours of meat grinding.

"How are our kills?"

The mortal servant replied. "Three destroyers, my lord, the empire has been avoiding the most important. Their battle planning is very clear, and the tactical level of the warships is also very high. In contrast, our troops are all forced to recruit from all the worlds..."

He was outspoken again, but what he said still made sense, which is why Vingar is of great use to him, and Vingar still uses a lot of ordinary people even though he has tasted the erratic betrayal of mortals.

This is also why Huron, the Black Hearted King, reuses Vengar. Compared with the genius who is devastated and evades after being hit, this battle-tested scarlet angel can not only face, but also challenge. This is a very rare and extremely important talent. , One day he will complete the honor of winning all battles, this is also Huron's evaluation of Vingar.

As the commander of the entire fleet, Vengar is also very aware of the weaknesses of his troops. Those mortals are like this. They are weak, have poor discipline, and have low combat effectiveness, but they are also excellent combat effectiveness, and when only relying on numbers When the strategic goal cannot be won, the real sharp blade will naturally come out of the scabbard.

"Battle brothers, it's time for revenge."

With one order, several battle barges, and the mounts of the space fighters left their positions. As the real elite of the human empire, the battle barge has quite terrifying combat power. She carries most of the elite technology of the human empire. , all aspects are better than the normal cruisers of the Imperial Guard by many.

But that's not really deadly, the scariest part of a battle barge is always its passengers, those space marines who walk into the transport ship, the void-spanning vehicle with a melta cannon that penetrates the hull, allowing the demigods to enter Carnage within.

Those evil scarlet warships roared closer, compared with the imperial warships, they had more spikes and died, because following Huron into the subspace, the machine soul and its appearance had already been distorted and mutated a lot, those terrible things relied on The powerful void shields are close to the troops of the loyalists of the empire, the light spears and cannons are useless, those evil god machines are slowly approaching, and the dead transport planes are jetting out...

Lieutenant General Marcato's command point came out. "The first strategic ship has been invaded, and the enemy is... Astartes!"

Lieutenant General Marcato shouted. "God Emperor!"

"Didn't the close-in artillery shoot down their transport plane?!"

The correspondent answered. "Reports of sightings of small void shields deployed on transport planes."

Marcato scolded. "How is it possible? Although void shields come in various specifications, transport planes are not often used. If that body has a shield...then"

Sweat dripped down his forehead instantly, and he realized something was wrong. "Psyker!"

Marcato's scruples are correct. In the huge corridors and tunnels of today's loyal battleships of the Empire, the faint psychic light exudes a deadly blue, and the mortal troops fall like straws, wearing twisted masks, like Sanguinius Dressed like Nuo, but painted with a bright red paint and a mutant head representing death.

There is a long trophy rack behind him. There are orcs, Eldar, and even the heads of other Astartes on those things. The psyker's fingers touched the flesh that was blasted by his psychic power on the ground, and smeared the blood on the ground. On his mask, enjoying the wailing of his prey.

Think tank, an evil think tank, the gods taught him incomparable power, let him destroy his compatriots, those bloody massacres became his great achievements, and he never tired of it.

"Is this the human army that Vingar is worried about?" His tone was a little disdainful. Although he joined as a follow-up army, he originally looked down on Vingar, a bastard from the non-startup regiment, to command him, let alone He is also a powerful psyker.

But he didn't know that psykers were also unstable and crazy in Huron's eyes. He probably would never reach that high position, and at most he would be active as the chief think tank of the legion.

At least now he is still trying to win Huron's favor with killing and bloodshed. The damage caused by this damn heretical think tank is comparable to several cruisers.

With a large number of mortal troops, he is like a piranha devouring the enemy from the inside, obliterating the combat effectiveness of the huge battleship. The tens of thousands of navy on the battleship can't effectively kill the think tank, and such a cruel thing It happened constantly on the battleships of the Imperial Loyalists. After the battleships lost firepower, other troops also jumped gangs one after another.

The shooting outside the field of vision turned into a bloody meat-chopping battle, the demigod ability of Astartes slaughtered mortals, the occupied area of ​​warships became larger and larger, losing effective firepower, and even the imperial warships shot at their own people gradually happened.

Marcato looked at the darkness on the star map, the bright red sign was approaching, the impatient communication sound was continuous, and the reloading of the Mechanicum was much slower due to overheating.

"How many battleships are there?" Marcato asked

The adjutant replied. "Three are in the battle to jump gangs. According to the battle report, most of their areas are gradually falling."

"We still have 6 intact battleships, all destroyers, 4 cruisers, and [-] battleships, not counting our flagship and the Bordello, which is independent of us because of the star area problem. outside the army."

"Half the loss, will the Emperor forgive me?" Marcato muttered to himself, and then said. "How is the Bordeaux?"

The adjutant replied. "I lost 30% of my armor, but I can still move, and I'm making a detour to defend the Mechanicus' Steel Gate."

Marcato took a deep breath. "What about the enemy's losses?"

The adjutant replied. "31 of the 12 enemy ships have been lost. The enemy still has destroyer forces and cruisers, but the battleships except the flagship have been completely destroyed."

Malkato looked at the communicator, and he was deep in thought, whether to use the orcs, if the orcs join the war now, their power can be used to protect the Iron Gate, which can ensure the victory of the defensive battle, without a doubt.

But letting the sacrifices of countless men and women in the empire be swayed by aliens can be regarded as a shame for his career, and it is also a shame for the victims.

Struggling, as a high-level Imperial Guard he needs reinforcements, but as an Imperial Guard soldier, he wants the victory that belongs to humanity.

And when his thoughts wandered, the battle situation intensified, and every minute and every second was time delayed by the blood of the imperial soldiers.

And the result of his final decision is to let the orcs participate in the war, and continuing to insist will only run out of ammunition and food... Although those aliens are absolutely unreliable, it is for the continuation of human beings.

He turned on the communicator, and the one-eyed ambush in the asteroid belt relied on the bird divination instrument to see the battle situation for a long time. He marveled at the anxiety of human wars and the destructive power of those space fighters, and wondered why they hadn't attacked yet. The weapon roared, and a smile appeared on the corner of One Eye's mouth.

"Boys, get to work, clean your shoes, grab the chug, let's charge!" He yelled, and several empire-like warships loaded with green skins appeared from the planetary belt, and those warships were deliberately modified As it was during the Great Crusade, it looked like the empires of the past that ruled the galaxy had reemerged.

Vingar received the report soon, and he checked the information. "The time jump caused by the chaos of the subspace?!" He is very knowledgeable, and naturally knows that the subspace will lead to time travel. Many terrible things in this void suddenly appeared after the violent subspace storm, but he also felt Something is wrong, the subspace storm here has stabilized.

"It doesn't matter, jump to help those battleships first!"

The situation of the war changed in an instant, and the Imperial Guard was buried in the dark except for the high-level. The Imperial Navy looked inconceivably at the ancient and powerful reinforcements spraying light spears and cannons to defeat the enemy, but they also found that the barges of the space fighters had changed. Target.

Orc warships are not much superior to those used by the Star Militia. Even in order to pretend to be imperial warships, many orc designs cannot be used.

Soon those things smashed into the inside of the boys. When the space fighters disembarked in an orderly manner, what awaited them was not the expected shooting from the Imperial Guards, but huge slashes, and the orcs who had been preparing for a long time Second lieutenants (bosses).

"Fuck it, kid shoots his mother!"

"Waaaagh!"

The interstellar warriors were stunned for a moment. Those who were ready for the shooting battle did not expect the situation here at all. Those tattered weapons roared, guns and slashing waved, and the interstellar warriors could only take out their chainswords to fight back, bloody and bloody, corpses Flying around, but the space fighters can also feel the resistance of the orc boss, not to mention there are so many boys shooting.

"Brothers in War, unlike expected, think tank, use psionic power!"

The commander of the team yelled that it was wrong, his weapon kept resisting the attacks of those orcs, and the think tank also waved his staff, psychically tumbling.

But he was quickly suppressed. In the distance, an orc psychic kid dressed like an Astral Army psyker issued a light green energy that countered his spell. Although his superhuman intelligence and physique could still use psychic energy, The power and casting time are also greatly increased.

The battle brothers had to shout. "Think tank!"

Sweat was streaming down the think tank's forehead. He hadn't expected the current situation at all. The space fighters are not weak, but they plan their tactics largely based on the expected enemy situation. The positions and weapons of the space fighters are not used against orcs. Things that made them suffer a lot.

Under the continuous orc attack, Vengar was waiting for the victory report at the command point, but only the screams of his battle brothers and the roar of the orcs answered him.

Vingar was quick to react, he yelled right away. "All jumping gangs, don't get close to the new enemies! Those are not humans, they are orcs!"

But it was too late, the space warriors had already set off, jumping into the green meat grinder without hesitation, each of them had to deal with hundreds of orcs at extremely close range, until they were exhausted and overwhelmed by the little green tanks...

　I fell asleep after writing [-] words yesterday ()

　　
　
(End of this chapter)