Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire

Chapter 15 Launching of Signal Flares
When Alan Baier recalls today, he will have a deep memory of the unpleasant smell from those large pistols. Fighting against the orcs on the top of the watchtower less than [-] meters away was the most exciting experience in his military career, and also the most unforgettable. , the most painful.

When the light beam was almost hit, and there was only one battery left, Alan Bayer looked at the messy battlefield in the distance below, and the green skins were getting closer, and he sighed.

This won't work, but...

said the lieutenant suddenly. "Sergeant, let's push the bunkers forward, I'll hold them, you go and activate the flare."

"Even if we are all sacrificed, let the command know the situation of the outpost..."

Her tone was heavy and her expression was serious, which made Alan Baier agree to this crazy idea for some reason, and fought the green skins in close combat.

cried the lieutenant. "1, 2, 3! Move!"

The two men pushed the materials violently, the metal rubbed against the ground, and there was a sizzling sound and the roar of the orc bombs. The bullets hit the beveled corners, and the broken pieces scratched Alan Bayer's shoulder armor. .

"Ahhh!"

He shouted to give himself more courage, the Emperor bless, they slammed into the orc bunker, and then raised their guns, Alan Baier and the lieutenant fired at the same time, the hot beam smashed the chest and cheek of an orc, Even a laser gun at this distance can accurately hit the orc's vitals and kill it!
After a while, the scarlet eyes of those twittering special fighters stared at them. There is no doubt that the blood rage of the green skins came. They eagerly forgot any battle plan, any reason, and attacked them with machetes. come.

Alan Baier soon discovered that only two orcs were like this, and there was a one-eyed guy who was missing. Has he always been so elusive?

But the time for thinking is precious. When the bayonet on the laser gun and the boy's machete touched each other, sparks burst out, and the fierce melee combat began, but the lieutenant just pushed away Alan Baier who had just confronted the enemy.

"Go and drive!"

She holds a laser gun in her right hand and an engineering shovel in her left, like a Valkyrie, entangled by two green skins, she refuses their invitation to go to the underworld time and time again.

Alan Bayer immediately walked to the side of the signal flare. It was a huge gun barrel, and the lever was inside the glass cover to prevent accidental touch. Finally, a sharp dagger, not as beautiful as an orc weapon, was placed across his neck.

Dead, no doubt, dead, when the blade plunged into his flesh and blood, the feeling of coldness and heat fit together, he was going to die...

He stepped back violently, only to find that the orc was extremely powerful, tightly wrapping around his body.

"噗嗤" "噗嗤" two sounds of the blade sinking into the flesh and blood appeared...

"Ah!" This was the last half a word he could spit out, but a moment later, the one-eyed orc was slammed away by the lieutenant, and the blade also deviated from his breastplate, sparking a frightening spark.

He found that he had no wounds, so what happened to the sound?

Alan Bayer didn't have time to think, just pulled the lever immediately. After a roar, the red signal flare that seemed to be able to touch the atmosphere pierced through the sky net made of ferns and transmitted the signal to the command.

Alan Bayer panted heavily against the launch pad, took out his laser gun and shot back at the greenskins. At this moment, the wounded troops led by John walked up to the roof.

Those green skins also left from the blood rage, and calmly used that disgusting grappling hook and smoke bombs to escape from the battlefield.

Looking at the red star-like signal flare in the sky, Alan Baier said happily.

"We're going on a date, miss..."

"Miss?"

"Lieutenant?"

There was no answer, only the great body was lying on the ground, what happened to that powerful man?
It was the first time Alan Bayer found out that the strong woman was lying on the ground without a sound, her eyes were closed, she was unexpectedly beautiful, her brown hair was stained red with blood, scattered on the ground, her neck and chest were like an orc The blood that flowed out of the created wound was spread on the ground like long hair, and it was combined with the hair without any gaps.

She is already a "Sleeping Beauty", when Alan Baier quickly realized this, he crazily used the bandages in his medical bag, tonics, that is, stimulants or something to sprinkle on her, inject, and continue Doing artificial respiration, pressing the chest.

But what responded to him was not a gentle hug, but the smell of blood and the gradually dissipating temperature.

"Lieutenant...Lieutenant...what's your name..." Alan Bayer asked himself and fumbled for her dog tag, looking at the name on it, it was a very beautiful name, very feminine.

Arya...

But the battlefield is still going on, he has no time, no time to care too much, Alan Baier rubbed his cheeks, blood and tears mixed together, making him look like he wasn't crying.

"Go, Mr. John, hold on for Lady Arya's sacrifice..."

John didn't know how to answer, he just shouted with the loudest voice. "yes!"

Several beam rifles were resupplied and joined the battle. Most of the comrades in the trenches were already lying down, familiar, unfamiliar, familiar, and unfamiliar.

The captain's forehead was bandaged somehow, and the scarlet blood was wet, and he saw only Alan Baier coming down, reaching the top before the gunshots.

"For the Emperor!" As if realizing something, he let out a burst of fire, and the laser gun, which had been firing for an unknown amount of time, was actually responding to him, spit out beams of light.

The energy of 20-30 shots was shot 55 times before stopping again, which is impressive.

Alan Bair was not far behind, and now he could pry an orc's head off with every shot.

After the war lasted for an unknown amount of time, the orcs got closer and closer. There were too many of them, and the minefields were almost explored by those disgusting farts.

When the orcs started to fight in close quarters, Alan Bayer wanted to rush out of the trenches and try to take a few of them to meet the God Emperor.

He is eager to try, rubbing his fists, because he is tired, angry, and sad.

When he was about to take the first step, the captain suddenly stopped him, stepped out of the trench by himself, and left a sentence. "You're right, you're young."

This kind of thing keeps happening in the trenches. The veterans stop the recruits, take out their bayonets and collide with the orcs. Alan Baier suddenly realizes that the first row, the second row, and the third row are arranged according to the order of veterans and recruits. of.

Do they feel this is their role?
The recruits watched the hand-to-hand fight between the greenskins and the humans. The greenskins were almost overwhelming in terms of numbers, physical strength, and experience...but those veterans restrained many orcs with a few people.

Alan Baier yelled immediately. "Shoot, go shoot those green-skinned supporters! Don't be in a daze!"

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