Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire.

Chapter 137 Rescue plan, everyone has their own ghosts
Sergeant Catachan, Lieutenant General Marcato, the communications of the military officers of the major empires or other messy forces, and even the founding governor must reproduce a copy of the planning process here.

To be honest, this is the first time that Elan Byer presided over such a large-scale war plan that involved a quarter of the Astral Army in a star sector and held such an important position.

Perhaps this is his conscientiousness as a representative recognized by the empire, but in any case, now he needs to use his own plan and wisdom to complete the rescue operation that has attracted much attention.

For the empire, the existence of those mechanical priests is even more precious than the Iron Gate. At the end of the No. 40 millennium, human beings have experienced countless losses and betrayals. Electronic equipment is strictly restricted, and it is almost impossible to store precious things. , and those mechanical priests are the "hard drives" of human beings today.

Although they are arrogant and stupid, the stc they inherited from their sage teacher is one of the countless long roots to maintain the human empire.

If a Mechanician priest is lost, it means that the empire may lose something that can be manufactured in the future, ranging from the auspicious instruments used in this star area, or even sentry mechs, to the small civilian promethium lamps or laser gun batteries, although There must be more than one priest in the Empire who knew those things, but their deaths may make the precarious situation in this sector even worse.

Rescue those idiots, this matter has become urgent, but Alan Baier will not blame General Malkato, if it is not for his plan and execution, Iron Gate will only be destroyed by the heresy Ark of Omen, and there will be no so-called rescue plan.

Alan Bayer tidied up his military uniform and looked at the people here. In the entire world of this star system, there are hundreds of thousands of Imperial Guards, hundreds of thousands of Imperial Navy, and hundreds of trillions of people waiting for him.

The president of the previous life was just like this?No, it needs to be the head of the Human Alliance, Alan Bayer laughed at himself.

"So." He has no manuscript, no design, no messy things, and no so-called PPT. He is not a company report, but naturally wants to express his thoughts.

"Everyone in the empire, you should know what the so-called orcs are. They only know how to take, they are greedy and stupid, they trample on the land, pollute the environment, they are worthless, and aliens are such things."

After the opening remarks, all the imperial officials present couldn't help nodding. This is the orc, and the description is apt and flexible, as if that green, disgusting thing is right in front of them, disturbing their meeting.

"But we can't ignore one point. Blood Ax is different from those traditional orcs. They are not messy. They have military traditions. They will form legions. They will plan, lurk, shell and turn around."

"It's not alarmist at all. In some cases, the military quality of the Bloodaxes may exceed that of the Imperial Guard."

At this moment a captain of the Imperial Navy stood up. "I'm sorry to interrupt your narration, by the Emperor, how could the orcs..." He thought about the words. "Such an order?"

Alan Baier replied. "The bloodaxe clan has a long history. At the greatest moment of the empire, those orcs saw the strength of human beings and began to imitate them. Therefore, they continued, expanded, and changed their physiques."

"Actually, you can open the attachment 034 prepared by General Marcato, which records the losses that the Bloodaxe clan has created in this star area, as well as the appearance of Bloodaxe in several battles between the Empire and the orcs, and the bloodaxe There have also been records of transactions with the world on the edge of mankind."

The sound of pages turning made Alan Bayer feel whether he was a teacher, and this sense of deviation made him uncomfortable.

But there were also objections. "If the blood ax was once so powerful, why is it the least common among the mainstream orc clans?"

Alan Baier replied. "The violation of the nature of the orcs cannot be changed. No matter how powerful they are, there will be something wrong. The Imperial Scientific Research Institute observed a large decline in the blood ax orcs about hundreds of years ago. For relevant information, please refer to the follow-up document of Attachment 034 .”

"In general, although the blood ax orcs are in decline, their characteristics make the blood ax cunning and difficult to deal with, and I once again thank General Marcato for providing various accessories for this plan. His investigation has contributed to this plan. had a great effect.”

Marcato blushed. "Hey, if it wasn't for the arrival of Lieutenant Colonel Alan Bayer, this information would be nothing more than ashes."

The two people are farting at each other at this moment, but those officers are really aware of the importance of this operation and Alan Bayer's understanding of orcs is indeed not bad, and among the countless enemies of the empire facing the empire, the orcs' Threat has also been at the top of the list.

Although the Imperial Guard and the Imperial Navy usually disagree with their mouths, their attitudes are surprisingly consistent when a truly capable person comes to power, that is, shut up.

They know that if the emperor really blesses them, then the lieutenant colonel is indeed a good medicine for the empire today, as if shaped by the emperor, the fatal blow to the orcs is also the emperor's orc killer, so they must seize the good opportunity .

But in such an atmosphere, there are still some people who don't fit in. When Icarus realized that the commander of the Imperial Guard in front of him might be on par with him in knowledge, even in the aspect of orcs, the alien aspect that he paid the least attention to, there was a little bit of sympathy. extreme.

His eyes scanned the materials, greedily experiencing knowledge, and soon he felt that his hunger and thirst had not dissipated. He wanted to know more, and the treasure house was close at hand, and the wetware of the Lieutenant Colonel of the Imperial Guard could give me more.

His restlessness and urgency were cooled by his emotional controller. In the eyes of ordinary people, he was just an ordinary Mechanician member who lost his arm and honor because of the orc invasion. Orcs have so much communication.

It can be said that except for the same mechanical priest or the experienced orc commander like Alan Baier, most people can't rely on a single difference to judge whether the person in front of them is a heretic.

It may be different from the empire that most people imagined, but the empire is not really crazy and stupid. Although the Tribunal is extreme and dangerous, the report of heresy is far from reaching the level of grass and trees.

It can even be said that the ambush, concealment, and investigation of the judges are the main means and countermeasures for the empire to defeat the subspace demons in many cases. If there is something that the demons hate more than the gray knights, then it must be those hard-working trials. Officers, no matter how repulsive their actions may be, or how horrific their actions may be, they are heroes of the Empire, whether you approve of them or not.

Today, a heretic is buried in such an important meeting, and even assumes the task of an important person, but few people are aware of it.

Lieutenant Colonel Alan Bair could only continue to speak.

"I have studied the situation of the orcs here. First of all, I think the location of the members of the Mechanicus should be the innermost part of the Iron Gate."

"In the former Om Messiah, the church of the God of Myriad Opportunities, because of its large scope, sufficient space, and deep location, it can endure bombing and invasion."

"On the contrary, the connection of this church is narrow, and because the interior of the asteroid is full of moisture and is damp and narrow, it is easy to suppress the invasion of large-scale troops and ease the pressure on the defense of the orcs."

"If the imperial forces break through head-on, it will definitely be difficult. There is no doubt that this position is very suitable."

At this moment, an officer raised his hand, and Alan Baier nodded.

said the officer. "Why is it there? We have other possibilities, such as the warehouse below the base, and the orcs may disperse the hostages."

Alan Baier replied. "Dispersing the positions of the hostages will lead to the possibility of some of the Mechanicus being rescued. The orcs now have almost no military strength or strategic advantage. The Mechanicus is their only weight. Losing a little means that their danger increases."

"If I were one-eyed, I would definitely guard those precious red robes with heavy troops. Secondly, I don't recommend wars of attrition, because the green skins can perform photosynthesis, and there are heretics staring at us next to us. Don't forget the red pirates, everyone. "

The officers fell silent, they were not sure, but the person in front of them seemed to be the only possibility, but someone still said. "How to break through, large-scale troops can't get close, and the orcs may tear up the ticket. If the emperor didn't come down to earth, I don't think anyone can approach so many orcs quietly."

Alan Baier replied. "Drilling, we airborne from the top of Steel Gate's surface base, and then relied on engineering equipment to drill holes through the thick layers of fine gold and ceramic steel, as well as the rock formations of asteroids, and then steal those priests out bit by bit."

Now Marcato couldn't sit still. "Oxygen, food, supplies, and how to bury the huge sound of drilling, although we have a design plan, but if you are close to the interior of the orc living layer, the sound will be conducted to the orc's ears by metal."

"And I can estimate that this location is a full hundred meters deep. Even if we drill the best single-man engineering equipment in the empire, it will take three full days to penetrate completely, not to mention you need to bring someone out."

"The Bordello can't watch you smash supplies!"

Alan Baier nodded. "Our regiment has thousands of power weapons. The destructive position can pry open those things. It is faster and quieter than any current human drill. There is only a slight buzzing sound. Just pay attention to the output of the servo."

Marcato licked his lips. "Are you a lunatic? A power weapon is not an engineering drill. It is uncontrollable. It is a murderous thing. The explosion generated by the overload will kill you all, or if you operate it improperly, you will fall into the siege of the orcs. There is no way to die land."

"If you dig slowly, then the oxygen will be empty, and the jump suit is simply not designed to stay in a vacuum for several days."

Alan Baier replied. "One day, give me one day, if we don't finish, I will send the signal, the Imperial Guard will turn the operation into a forced invasion, and we will become the target of attracting orc fire."

The words ended, and there was a long and silent silence. Although the empire has always emphasized that sacrifice can be exchanged for the honor and approval of the emperor, no one would want any imperial guards to leave this terrible universe, let alone the young people in front of them are confident and full of ability.

An officer stood up, he was about 40 years old. "I will direct this operation, don't compete with me, Lieutenant Colonel Alan Bair, you must survive."

The other stood up too, he was much younger and had a bright future. "I'll come, I still have a lot of service, I probably won't live to retire, so this action should be given to me."

Alan Baier looked at them, and they were all officers who had just questioned them, but he didn't agree, he just said. "Let Father Icarus come."

"He is one of the designers of Steel Gate. He is talented and young. He has just experienced alien plunder. His heart is also full of anger. He can also guide the only regiment of Skadi to accurately fall into the enemy's interior."

Alan Baier has never been afraid of orcs. He believes that even in the worst case, Skadi's only group is surrounded by orcs, and they can survive, but he can't let go of this heresy.

Before the Mechanicus heretic could do more damage, he needed to kill the thing, before his madness became a spike buried in the Imperial Guard and derailed the entire plan.

Now it is just dealing with a one-eyed apprentice Blood Axe. If he hides until the decisive battle with the red pirates and then goes mad, the damage caused may directly cause the empire to lose a star sector, about 400-500 worlds, and countless imperial lives .

As the only smart person, he must find a way to solve this heresy. The void, which is completely unmonitored, is the best place. He has many ways to invade the orc gathering place, and he can even directly invade in a grandiose way. Destroy those aliens before God.

But compared to aliens, a traitor and heresy is more hateful. Alan Bayer is too clear about what should be solved first, and he will not delay any lesions. If the empire has one percent of his agility, then today Humans can go back to the golden age, he thought so self-deprecatingly.

And the guy in front of him couldn't refuse, he had only two choices, either to escape as a heretic, or to join this operation as a loyalist, and then give his life to Alan Bayer.

Priest Icarus stood up under the gaze, and he stretched out his twisted mechanical claws.

"Priest Mechanicus, data craftsman, Icarus, please give me your advice, Lieutenant Colonel."

Alan Baier replied. "Icarus, the allusion of ancient Terra, the man who made wings to fly to the sun, the seeker, the one with strong curiosity, is very suitable for your name."

Icarus showed a faint surprise, and asked. "What happened to that gentleman?"

Alan Baier replied. "His wax wings were melted by the sun's temperature, and he fell to death on the endless ocean." Then he added in his heart, the void and the ocean are similar, Mr. Icarus.

　Driving, please pay attention to the words used by Lieutenant Colonel Alan Bayer when describing the location of the Church of the Mechanicus
　　
　
(End of this chapter)