Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire.

Chapter 136: Casting My Body With Refined Iron, Let Second Brother Mao Protect My Heart...

Compared with the damn breath and those messy things in the clan foundry world, Alan Bayer prefers the cold and terrifying void. Amidst the sound of sizzle pistons and gears, the completely sealed air valve opened, and after three days of Asia Traveling at the speed of light, Alan Bayer came to the Iron Gate, which is now plundered by orcs.

"Don't you have any air freshener?" These were the first words he said when he stepped into the Star Militarum flagship, the Colony.

The non-commissioned officer next to him returned immediately. "Yes, sir, we don't have any more!"

Alan Baier shook his head, and said to the staff, "You really have no sense of humor. If it is a Skadi soldier, the answer will be more interesting."

The staff officer coughed. "Well, this is the mental outlook that a true Imperial Guard soldier should have, Captain, please don't bring our bad wind in."

It was not Alan Bair who answered him, but Lieutenant General Marcato. He still had stormtroopers, but compared to Commander-in-Chief Qi Fan, who was often assassinated, his soldiers were very few, and they were more like ceremonial troops. .

he said. "It's okay, it's okay. If those so-called unhealthy tendencies can make my soldiers look like the Skadi Fourth Regiment, I also admit that such a morality is good."

Alan Bayer was neither humble nor overbearing, saluted as a subordinate, and then answered. "No, only war can shape them, war like blood, death like iron, and you don't need to worry about my feelings, Skadi is the first and only regiment."

Lieutenant General said. "The sacrifice is worth remembering. The nature and shape of what the furnace can forge is not something that the blacksmith can control. You obviously have special skills."

As a special group, the staff officers do not need to salute, but out of respect for their friends, the staff officers still expressed their respect.

"Lieutenant General, a beautiful battle."

Marcato replied. "If you don't dislike me for handing over the Iron Gate to the orcs, then I will thank the Emperor, let alone be beautiful."

"I have lost the treasures of the Mechanicum, and I have trapped thousands of priests in aliens. I have committed a lot of crimes."

Alan Baier shook his head, and then spoke to Marcato. "Only the God Emperor and a few high-ranking officers know about the orcs. What crimes do you have? It's just that the orcs are afraid of heresy and fled into the Gate of Steel."

At this moment, all the officers here are silent. The cooperation with the orcs is not well known in the Star Realm Army, but at least the lower-level officers are not aware of it at all. You must know that only the officers who have been colonized and promoted in the entire Western Military Region can know about it. .

For the Mechanicus, cooperation is strictly confidential. From this point of view, the lieutenant colonel is right, and they can even blame the Mechanicus for their "negligence".

Marcato laughed. "You kid, all right, let's go to the meeting room, the mechanical priest and Sergeant Catachan are waiting for you there, we want to plan a raid on the orcs, a raid that can cure the disease."

As soon as Alan Bayer changed his previous attitude, his eyes became sharper. When things related to war, he would no longer be so foolish. If the matter was for the emperor, human beings, and victory, then he would be obliged.

If he doesn't do it, it will be even more difficult for human beings at the end of this dark No.40 millennium.

Not everyone is as sober and full of foresight as he is. In the private room built by the battleship for the Mechanicus, the Mechanic Priest, to be precise, has a name that originated from the deification of ancient Terra, Icarus.

His parents are absolute mechanistic scholars. He grew up in an almost paranoid religious and academic style. His career was uneventful, and he completed more than half of the mechanical transformation of his body when he was less than 30. He entered the apologist as an elite priest Army, become a data artisan.

Until the orcs came, and Catachan came, and the mighty ones crushed their iron with their flesh, and now his life was pulverized by one-eyed words, actions, and dust.

Now the narrow room is filled with all kinds of orc strategic data, orc ecology, details of orc artifacts, and orc anatomy records under the dim promethium lamp. Unlike the curiosity of the casting governor, this guy is somewhat obsessed.

And his mechanical arm looks different now than the priest penetrated by Mechanicus, but a bit like the four arms of a green leather mechanical can, with countless killing machines linked to it, such as automatic guns or chainsaw blades.

At this moment, he was muttering silently in his mouth. "From my mind to my pain, Om Messiah relieved me of difficulties, between the laws of chaos, the piston moved three times, cast my body with fine iron, the big bell chimed 12, praised Om Messiah... the big clock... the gear..."

"Ha, the big bell rings, nine times, the piston turns, nine times, between truth and right and wrong, between me and power..." He got up at this moment, and there was a green leather-style creation on the table, made of tattered and scrap iron. Composition, dizzy forward, trembling constantly.

The wasteland thing was moving forward with a simple fuel structure, he laughed. "Finally, finally!"

"What one-eyed, what orcs, their technology is worthless in front of the believers of the God of Mechs!" He watched the little robot move forward frantically, that chaotic, disgusting alien-like creation was full of abnormal temperament...

It staggered forward on the table one step at a time, and then shouted proudly at the priest. "I succeeded, Om Messiah!"

But relying on the engine built by the Mechanicum, how could it be possible to run the orc-style creation normally? Soon, the thing began to fall apart, and the priest immediately moved his own mechanical arm, using his body to continuously and quickly began to maintain the little thing.

"No, no, no, you are my miracle, you are my victory, you can't!"

He was almost crazy, frantically using what he had learned all his life to maintain this "beastman" creation, but in the end, all he had to do was collapse.

He watched as the utterly useless scrap metal of his lore under the constant welding and twisting, couldn't even stand the welding work.

"This, it's impossible...it's just an alien, why..." At this moment, the volcanic cannon transformed by the orc flashed in his mind. The powerful force that destroyed the Ark of Omen that day instantly made him linger, and he suddenly chanted obsessively. "God of all opportunities, Brother Mao, Brother Gou?"

In his thoughts, the most favored children of the God of Myriad Mechanisms began to change from sages to green skins. If the things they casually build can surpass the refined iron of the empire, then who has the God of Myriad Mechanisms blessed...

He started laughing maniacally. "Ha, I see, ha..."

When his mechanical throat became hoarse and the grille became cloudy, it had been an unknown amount of time, and his body began to yearn for promethium or human food, but in the messy report in his hand, he found a case of a person...

It wrote his legendary life, all kinds of amazing achievements, and on those files, the mechanical priest only marked three points with a red pen.

Orc nemesis, once used orc machines, was once called the boss by orcs...

Finally his eyes fell on the title of the case.

[Skadi's only regiment leader, Lieutenant Colonel Alan Bair's personal military information, please do not spread it outside. 】

Ding ding ding, the communication bell rang on the fine gold door, and Icarus's movements and expressions immediately stabilized, and his madness disappeared without a trace.

"who is it?"

Answer directly. "Second Lieutenant of the Astra Militarum, I request you to go to the command room for a tactical discussion."

"Really? I won't go, I still have my own research to do, can your Imperial Guard handle those alien things well?"

Then the second lieutenant answered quickly. "This is the meeting that Lieutenant Colonel Alan Baier came to. You can't miss it. He is an expert in dealing with orcs. He has defeated countless orc sieges in Gundwa VI."

asked the priest at once. "Lieutenant Colonel, Alan Baier? The Lieutenant Colonel of Skadi's only regiment?" A hint of greed flashed across his data pupils.

The second lieutenant answered immediately when the situation changed. "That's right, the meeting starts in half an hour, please be sure."

Icarus' mechanical voice said. "Of course, I will accompany you at any time, for the sake of Om Messiah..."

This is not surprising, because Icarus used to be the mechanical priest in charge of the defense organization of Iron Gate, otherwise he would not have appeared in the first battle line facing the orcs, and was molested by the one-eyed, such a fate is strange inevitability.

His depravity seemed to be planned, there was no one-eyed whim, no words, no special status of Icarus, and he would never get close to Alan Bair...

And the meeting room half an hour later, this is the original prayer room of the Colony, which can accommodate a full 300 crew members to pray to the emperor at a time. Now those statues have been removed, and the star map projector and countless data are connected. tactical report.

Tables and chairs were prepared early, around the star map, people expected that the elite of the Imperial Guard could plan their tragic fate for the heretics in this star area.

Alan Baier came very early today, even earlier than General Marcato, because the battleship is boring, and it is impossible for him to go back to the Bordeaux to find some sailors to play cards to pass the time. Come here early.

But he was startled when he just opened the door, because a "person" was already sitting on the seat in the meeting room, but Alan Bayer couldn't be sure what he was, after all, the humans he knew didn't look like this.

If you want him to describe it as a thinner, smaller, orc killing cans, sitting in the meeting room wearing the oilman's robes, although he still wears loyal skeletons and gears of the Mechanic Church, but Alan Bai That was my first impression.

He felt that the thing in front of him was more like a green-skinned machine than a human or a member of the Mechanic Church, but it was different. He made a mechanical sound, which was very similar to the Mechanic Church.

"Lieutenant Colonel Alan Bayer, I'm Priest Mechanic, Icarus, who used to be the chief defense mechanism designer of Steel Gate."

Alan Baier thought for a while, why is the Imperial Guard so poor? He saw in the combat report that the oil guy was dismembered by the orcs, but how could they be so poor that they used orc scrap iron to cast the body of the Mechanicus?

But the well-informed Lieutenant Colonel of the Star Militia Army also responded in a familiar manner. "Thank you, Father Icarus, and praise the Emperor."

Icarus replied. "Praise be to Om Messiah."

Alan Baier sat down uncomfortably, and specially found a seat farthest from him, but the priest still looked at him undisguised.

"You used a green machine, didn't you, Lieutenant Colonel?"

He asked as if in a trance, and Alan Baier also answered. "That's right, I used it once."

asked the priest. "What are the principles of those machines, and why can they..."

Alan Bair said. "There's a waaaagh stance among the orcs that allows the orcs' non-physics-compliant organisms to function, that's all."

"I probably used the machine because there were still residual heretical psychic powers in the air at that time. Those witchcraft residues allowed me to complete the basics of tactics. It is really the Emperor's blessing."

said the priest. "You are talking nonsense. It is impossible for humans to drive that kind of energy, and the position of the orcs has a strong demand for the group of orcs. If you don't have a large number of orcs, it is impossible for you to start those battles."

"What are you hiding, Lieutenant Colonel?"

Alan Baier's forehead was dripping with cold sweat. He did think about being caught by the Tribunal to ask questions, but he always regarded himself as the mainstay of the empire and believed that he could get away. Even if he pretended to be a fool, the Tribunal would not treat him How about it.

But at this moment, he really felt that the Mechanicus in front of him wanted to swallow him alive, dissect and peel him.

"What do you mean, I don't quite understand, orcs are orcs, I just drove the alien engine to complete the tactical goal."

The priest stood up, his twisted body approached slowly, and said. "It seems that there are a lot of things to discuss between us. I have a topic, whether orc weapons can be used by humans as the core, and even humans make orc weapons. If those cheap steel recycling technologies can be used by PDF, then the world's The firepower can be increased a lot.”

Alan Bayer held the relic pistol on his waist, calmly adjusted it to the hot melt mode, thought about how to open a scoop for this suspected heresy, and then answered. "certainly."

"I'm happy to have a discussion, but during this time I need to take back the Steel Gate lost by your Mechanicus. I'm sorry that I can't work with you to produce useful information for the empire."

"But I'd be happy to try and capture a few orcs for you."

The priest's mechanical arm raised. "No, my experiment belongs to you. Now we can discuss specific issues."

Icarus believed that the flesh and blood in front of him would never escape his claws, unless he was a space warrior, an Astartes.

Alan Baier also felt that the Mechanic Cult had become obsessed, but he would not be defeated. As long as the Mechanic Cult was a few meters closer, his melting range would have reached the standard, and he could kill the anthropomorphic with just one shot.

In such a state, swords were on the verge of breaking out. When the Mechanicus was about to step into the range of Alan Bayer, and the Mechanician was about to jump up and make a surprise attack, the door of the meeting room suddenly opened, and General Marcato, who brought the Stormtroopers, came. Put away the weapons, it may be tacit, they did not reveal the opposite, because these two people are not clean in terms of using heresy items.

General Marcato said as he watched the two sitting so close to each other. "I am very happy to see that you have such a good relationship, but the meeting will start in a few minutes. I hope you can separate as much as possible. After all, the priest will provide us with a feasible reference for the attack plan. I hope you can come near me a little."

Icarus replied. "certainly."

Marcato continued. "The lieutenant colonel should also be ready. The next veterans are guys from the Imperial Navy. Don't embarrass the Imperial Guard."

Alan Baier glanced at the Mechanicus. "certainly…"

(End of this chapter)