Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire.

Chapter 146 The Imperial Guard's Counterattack Roaring Poison Blade
Forest, if you want to use this term to describe the most prosperous technological city in the empire, it must be a bit wrong, but the second lieutenant can feel that primitive killings are breeding here. At this moment, this hive city is no different from a forest, only reinforced concrete, fine gold pottery Steel replaces the vegetation, asphalt and infill replaces rotting leaves.

Smoke and war, death or fate intersect in this narrow place, the second lieutenant has to admit that the emperor cares for him, the information brought by the brave technical priest is not bad, he knows the base of the Mechanicus in this city, the apologist The strength of the army still remains, and it is those loyal members of the Mechanicum who hinder the progress of the Chaos Space Marines.

The second lieutenant wanted to pay tribute to them, and was glad that he did not agree to the bombing. If the bombing really came as scheduled, the Chaos traitors might not have lost much, but the Mechanicus would definitely be hurt.

The Second Lieutenant was also afraid. If the Mechanicus here had been completely degraded, then his obstacles would be a bit redundant. His responsibility would be too great. Any judgment would determine the direction of the war and the lives of hundreds of millions of people. His body sitting in the sentinel therefore Also trembling slightly.

He is but a mortal, his wisdom is nothing, the Emperor has blessed him this time, but how far can he go?

The second lieutenant didn't know who she depended on, whether the fate was loyalty or traitor, and he didn't dare to bet on the soldiers of Skadi's only regiment. In this regard, he and Alan Baier were actually running counter to each other.

If it was Alan Bayer here, he would definitely order the soldiers to carry out a blitzkrieg to tear through the enemy's defenses. Before the enemy had formed a complete defense project, the second lieutenant spoke up.

"Go to Mechanicus, we will unite with the Guardians of this world."

It's a safe bet that he can't go on, those crazy decisions and plans to make the brothers charge, because fate is taking endlessly, mortal souls or something.

He is imitating Alan Bair, but he can't do it. He doesn't have the support of the chief of staff, and he doesn't have the protection of Bordello. Although the Phraxia 113 regiment and the Imperial Guard are his powerful shields, he is reluctant Get rid of those different crazy sanity.

Cowardly, but it's not a mistake, it's just fear, it's human nature, the feeling after relaxation, the second lieutenant is still more like an imperialist than Alan Baier, conservative.

He doesn't have the blade-like breath and urgent art of war. The main reason is that all the wars that Alan Bayer has experienced are in desperate situations. If he fails once, what awaits human beings is cut off, supplies, food, and even life.

The hostility shown by this universe towards the lieutenant colonel is fully displayed in his tactics, and he will return everything that others do to him.

Maliciousness and war will always be the theme song of this miserable world. The second lieutenant is deeply aware of the benefits of blitzkrieg, but he hesitates because of this. Those tragic attacks are vivid in his memory.

Listening to the restless pace of military boots, he approached the core area of ​​the city. At this moment, they had to fight like grass and trees, and traitors were lurking here.

They need to open up camps and roads to accommodate refugees. It is hard to imagine that the kraft paper that is usually used to pickle pickles is really useful at this moment. The people attacked by the angels urgently lack peace of mind. They are worried that they will be abandoned by the lord of mankind. , they may all commit suicide to prove their loyalty.

Sad, lamentable, and... stupid, those poor people, the second lieutenant's eyes flashed a trace of pity in the cockpit, and then quickly continued to direct his compatriots forward.

The No. 12 regiment of Gray Gallon contained and shrunk in an orderly manner. A battle line composed of a Chimera, heavy bombers, and logging guns covered the city like a net, and followed the advance of the only Skadi regiment. Things are getting better, the loyal are saved, and the traitors are starting to fall back.

The second lieutenant looked at the tactical tablet temporarily given to him. In just half a day, half of the city fell back into the hands of the Imperial Guard, but he was still uneasy. They killed less than five people during this period. The traitors are deliberately avoiding them. What are they preparing for? ?
They are covered by clouds that cannot be seen clearly. According to the second lieutenant's understanding, the traitors should consider the number of people. If they occupy a large amount of land, the space fighters will be scattered. If they need to resist the Imperial Guard, then they need to shrink their defenses.

But under such circumstances, they will fall into a passive position. Although space fighters are powerful, scattered space fighters should be even stronger. They can destroy all parts of this world...

The Second Lieutenant didn't know very well, but he had to go to support the Mechanicus first, and those Skitarii would be a very important force.

"March at full speed, the enemy has no will to fight."

He gave such an order, hurriedly, and the sound of running footsteps echoed in the city. The arrival of the imperial guard became the salvation of the desperate loyal residents, but fewer and fewer people crawled out of the ruins. There is no doubt that those bloody things What is being slaughtered, but why are mortals being slaughtered here?

Time is running out these days and they should be taking the lead instead of wasting it on entertainment...

Under those restless feelings, the second lieutenant came to the base. It was a huge military camp equipped with void shields and tarantula automatic turrets. The powerful firepower was enough to resist most invasions. The penetrating power can break through the defenses of Chaos Space Marines.

The place has been reduced to ruins, the houses have collapsed, the ground has sunken, and the Chaos Space Marines are also attacking here, and those who are loyal will not last long.

The bloody smell carried the provocative feeling mixed with promethium. The second lieutenant asked the troops to hide in the ruins and wreckage, because he saw someone he didn't want to see, the red angel.

He'd seen this damned heretic on the Chimera before, and even though his power armor wasn't modified much and he wasn't as rough as his other heretic brothers, he was definitely the most damned and stupid one.

He commanded the attack with a chainsaw sword in his hand. His authority and dignity made his command look like one, with absolute obedience. Those Chaos Space Marines picked up the order they once had. The pawn line became the core of their containment of the Mechanician's firepower.

The steel armor cast by the empire for them hindered the penetration of shooting, and the terrifying skirmish line that almost surrounded the entire building was also something that commanders could not imagine.

The reason why the regiment battles in the empire now require dense trenches is because there are also deserters in the imperial guard. If you find that your comrades in arms suddenly disappear, then your mentality will be shaken, and the call of the staff will also be blocked by the skirmish line. Hard to hear, you will begin to doubt the rationality of the empire or even betrayal, only the stability of comrades can make soldiers stable.

The surrounding area of ​​command is the action range of the Imperial Guard, but the space fighters are different. They are strong-willed and can fight skirmishingly. Large-scale artillery fire and dense firearms are not effective for them, especially the flintlock guns of the Mechanicum. Powerful shooting weapons have many disadvantages. For example, if there are too few servants, the shooting power will decrease. If the number of enemies is small, the accuracy will be relatively poor.

The complete suppression of the tactics made Mechanicum passive. If it weren't for the strong fortress, they would probably have died, but why did the traitors need this camp, and even gave up most of the city because of this.

The second lieutenant looked at the battlefield. The situation was beyond consideration. Skadi's only regiment was in the enemy's blind spot and could be caught by surprise. He drove the sentinel to stand up, and his huge body stood between the reinforced concrete forest.

"Shoot! To the enemies of the Empire!"

"For the Empire!"

Deflagration, plasma and explosive bombs, those restless things roared to greet the Chaos Space Marines. The second lieutenant's mech was almost overheated to shoot at the enemy, but the situation was not necessarily good. The shooting was powerful, but the Chaos Spacecraft The fragmentation of fighters greatly reduces the lethality of shooting.

Just like whack-a-mole, overflow or underfire is everywhere, and it is difficult for soldiers to plan several people to shoot a traitor, and such waste has become the premise for the Space Marines to react.

The volley only killed five or six traitors, and those absurd chaos servants looked at the Skadi people. In their demigod eyes, the Skadi people moved slowly and their skills were good, but they were inexperienced. Come roaring.

The first platoon of loyal soldiers fell, losing... 30 men!
Tough, the strength of the space fighters cast by the human empire is daunting, not to mention that this time they picked up the tactics of the battle group period, interspersed, coordinated, and assaulted the space fighters to shoot forward with the flying jump bag.

The second lieutenant calmly used the sentinel's huge body to push back the demons wielding the chainsaw sword, but the single-molecule warblade was not without threat to him, and the sentinel's big foot was soon wounded continuously.

The second lieutenant had to admit that his command failed this time, he was nervous, promethium and engine oil flowed out of his mecha, if he couldn't break the three assault space marines in front of him, he would die.

"Heretics!" Explosive shooting, but the flying backpack is matched with the demigod's reflexes. Warriors and tactical squads gave the Imperial Guard a taste of what it was like to be the enemy of the Empire.

This is the true strength of the space fighter. In an instant, the second lieutenant's rhetoric and those wills were completely scattered by the strength of the angels, and the chainsaw sword also saw off his sentinel's right foot at this moment, and he lost his balance. Fell on one side, and the silent giants just watched him like gods.

"Ruined…"

The second lieutenant smiled bitterly and looked at those terrible things. This was his fate, his destiny, his tragedy and his decision. He did not regret it, but Skadi’s brothers seemed to be held back by him. He should not hesitate. He should have planned better, but there is no second time in life, that's how life is.

But at this moment, he couldn't help thinking, what was it that was so noisy, the sound even overshadowed the sound of the chainsaw sword, making people irritated!

But after a while, he no longer had that kind of thought, because the huge lady broke through the obstacles of countless houses and came forward, accelerating the roar of the giant rocket main gun and the cannon cannon, and the restlessness came too late!

He heard cheers, soldiers shouting. "Poison Blade! It's the Emperor's Poison Blade!"

Then a Chimera at full speed hit those Supermen, and the Assault Space Marine could only rely on mobility to escape, giving up the attack on the second lieutenant. False, this matter is still due to the greed of every poor lieutenant colonel.) Joined here as fire support.

The steel formed a shield, and the second lieutenant listened to the sound from the communicator. "The evacuation was done well, but sometimes you are too arrogant, boy, you can rely on my sister and me."

The ensign recognized the voice. "Miss Captain, I have to admit that you are quite charming sometimes, especially when you drive the Emperor Poison Blade to save heroes..."

The captain adjusted the instruments in Baneblade's commander's cabin, and answered. "The mouth is sweet, but I have my own heart. I will not agree to anyone other than the lieutenant colonel who confesses to me."

"Also, are you still a little immature to be a hero?"

The second lieutenant was suddenly pushed forward by the chimera, he stuttered to answer, because of those gravels, he almost had an electronic sound. "What are your soldiers doing?!"

said the captain. "I brought your knight. If you have that titan, can you overcome your cowardice?"

Next, the engineering team skillfully connected the sentinel to the completed Freedom Blade. The second lieutenant felt that his field of vision had become very high. From the frustration of lying on the ground, he could now look down on the Red Pirate commander, war and war. The gunpowder smoke, the huge city or the ruins are all in sight, and why is the Mechanicus pointing at his Titan and cursing?
The second lieutenant manipulated his arms to raise those thick melta cannons, and fired fierce anger at several groups of space fighters. This was revenge, and it was also revenge, for Skadi, and for the embarrassing thing just now.

His void shield became bright under the attack of the space fighters, but it still couldn't prevent his hot melt from melting those mighty supermen. empty.

The biggest one still remains, and that is that those space marines fled into the ruins of the city, and the war engines couldn't pursue them.

The current strength of Skadi's only regiment cannot fight with them, although they are full of fighting spirit, strong will, and well equipped.

When the war ended, the second lieutenant leaned against the ruined walls and looked at this place with a bit of sadness. He should have negotiated with the Mechanicus, but now he is hiding here.

There is no clutter here, no one is quiet, there are only traces of war and death. The second lieutenant took out the Wild Snake Wine from his sentinel, which was almost a good thing for blending.

"You kid is still stealing food." The captain's arm suddenly put on his shoulder.

The second lieutenant poured the wine on the ground. "I don't deserve it, I let my brothers die."

said the captain. "It's not you who let them die, but your hesitation. If you have one-third of the decisiveness of the lieutenant colonel, then victory is close at hand."

"If you're really getting that sense, we're talking about dates, kid."

The second lieutenant blushed. He had to say that he was still at the age of first love, so there was nothing he could do.

"Yes, sir!" he replied, maybe this dark universe, just such a moment is still good...

And next, the Lieutenant knew he needed to uncover why the Space Marines were obsessed with attacking Mechanicum bases!

　I said I didn't want to write today, but I still started, and I was not used to being idle before I knew it.

　　In terms of recommendations, I am still very unhappy to be asked for the same things as popular fans, because I am writing about Warhammer, and its commercial value is definitely not as good as those of Naruto, Pirates and Marvel. But thinking about it this way, do I think Warhammer is not as good as those stories? ?
　　Certainly not, but I also realize that I'm writing by the Emperor's grace, and perhaps without the efforts of the Imperial Guard, my story would have gone unnoticed.

　　I can't deny the fact that I write poorly in business. Even though I try to ignore it as much as possible, the reality is that the starting point is a very utilitarian platform, not a place for me to express myself.

　　I'm not a genius, my journey is full of difficulties, I can't count how many bytes I have, and when I think I'm getting better, the reality is still slamming.

　　Now I realize that I have to let go of most of my illusions and face the fact that web articles don't exist for good stories, but I'm still naive until my soul dies in the warp, and until then, I'm still I will keep my innocence until my own end comes.

　　Only in the eye of the storm can there be peace, and I will not be satisfied. I still ask for my own thoughts, try to move forward, and seize opportunities, even though my writing road is bumpy.

　　


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