Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire.

Chapter 155 Supplies?Get the whole boat down for you!

Panlan World has four seasons, even four distinct seasons. After the time gradually enters summer, the dry foundry world is like a big oven. The defensive guns on the edge of the city are all operated by servants.

In the new station of Skadi's only regiment, the second lieutenant is using the weekly article issued by the Ministry of Military Affairs and a temperature tester to test the current temperature according to the above words with a thermometer made of mercury as the core.

[Soldier, if you encounter abnormal weather, please take out the thermometer in your supply bag. It is roughly in the shape of a long strip and made of special metal that absorbs heat and absorbs cold.This is one of the best cares the Emperor has given you, and then you need to find it, place it in a place where the temperature is uncertain, wait for a few minutes, remember, red is hot and blue is cold.Please don’t go out if the red is over 40, and if the blue is below -10, please don’t go out, unless you have related equipment provided by the Ministry of Military Affairs, if you have, then please trust them. 】

The second lieutenant took out his gadget and put it under the hot sun. After a while, there was a clicking sound.

Just like the cartoons in ancient Terra, the mercury squeezed through the metal. Of course, this is not because of the temperature, and there is also the special air pressure of this environment, but it is definitely not cool outside. Frowning, he looked at his thermometer.

"How many degrees is this?" He said to himself, looking at the burning environment outside the building, his clothes were almost taken off, even the carapace was forced to take off, even if he was hiding in the building this day The shade is also unbearable.

This is not the same as the deadly damp heat of Gundwa VI. The temperature here is enough to burn the skin of a person, so even if you go out, you must wrap it up tightly to prevent yourself from being evaporated.

But even such a day was a rare time for the Skadi people to rest, and the traitors could not resist the heat. When the war did not need to continue, they got a rest.

In the intricate castle of the Mechanicus, the dark and cold pipes were also crowded with imperial guards. They drank, played cards, and studied tactics, and the second lieutenant only tested the temperature when he had fun.

"What are you doing, the second generation of the Boy Who Lived." A major-level officer greeted the second lieutenant. This position shows that he can leave Skadi, but he still holds the awkward position of company captain, managing Troops of hundreds of people.

The lieutenant rolled his eyes. "Why am I the second generation?"

"Who is the generation?"

The major smiled strangely, then rubbed the tip of the pen. "A person who you would never imagine how embarrassing he was before, a person who would never crawl around in a lunar sandpit."

asked the second lieutenant. "Is this an anagram?"

replied the major. "No, continue to stand guard. This is the order of the lieutenant colonel and the senior chief of staff. They are planning an attack during this time. The temperature here at night can be reduced to a level similar to that of the outside of Skadi's hive. Then we can once again Kill the red pirates, that is to say, we can go home."

The ensign nodded. "I thought this incident would happen earlier, shouldn't it be waiting for me to recover?"

replied the major. "Of course not, it's just that the space fighters are very powerful, we need to wait for them to run out of ammunition and food before attacking, and try to keep our brothers from dying."

It is difficult for the second lieutenant to evaluate whether Alan Baier has become weak because of Skadi's affairs, but at some point, he has also become stable, but the endless changes in this terrifying void are more than normal people think Faster.

Alan Bair's "madness" before became a bitter medicine to suppress those crazy evil creatures or heretic traitors, but now his hesitation and hesitation nourished the star warriors who had run out of ammunition.

There is no navy stationed near Pan Lan, because most of the navy has to go to many worlds around this star area to provide support, and there are still many who need to guard the Ark of Omen. up.

At this moment, her door is wide open, and anyone can enter at will. There are only countless civilian barges moving on her, transporting large and small materials for the empire.

On the planet of the same yellow color, the orc's strategic ship is approaching. Although this dilapidated imperial warship is abstractly like Picasso's work, it can still come here across the huge distance of countless voids. In the command room, the one-eyed Looking at the star map here, he grinned his snow-white teeth, because no matter before or now, he loves war and violence extremely.

When there is a gentle breeze in this void, he can't help but pour fuel oil into it, and then turn it into a raging flame. He doesn't care how many lives will be killed by arson, even the orcs themselves, he just hopes that his waaagh will follow that A gale burns the entire galaxy.

Those stupid aliens who don't care about the consequences are the natural enemies of the empire. When they gather together, they are more like natural disasters than biological civilizations.

The one-eyed deputy asked his boss. "Boss, how to land next?"

One-eyed said. "Landing, landing? Landing..." He opened the Gothic dictionary in the captain's cabin, the Eldar dictionary, and even the Tau dictionary, looked at it for a long time, and then answered with a sense of humor. "You mispronounced forced landing!"

The adjutant was stunned for a moment, but One Eye pressed the acceleration button of the battleship and rushed towards Pan Lan with all his strength. The huge battleship turned into a flashing meteor among the stars, and quickly broke through the near-earth pipeline. At this moment, the adjutant was ready to press the button. Press the deceleration button, but was blocked by Cyclops.

"Boss!?" The adjutant shouted, but his one-eyed eyes continued to get excited as he watched the brass-colored city getting closer. They had already entered the vicinity of low-earth orbit, and they were getting closer. The defense system shaped by the Mechanicus had discovered them. They began to shoot continuously, and Cyclops knew very well that they were not space warriors. Without that kind of airdrop pod technology, they could only rely on the hull to break through the anti-orbital defense.

But this imperial hulk-built thing is really empty, it doesn't have enough assault ships, and it doesn't have void shields or waaaagh stand shields to defend against attacks, and the one-eyed can only choose the best method.

He thought, this huge battleship is an airdrop pod!
Crazy and chaotic, Cyclops, who was born in the Blood Ax clan, learned a lot, and his ability reached its peak. Although theoretically a fake, this fake still inherited Cyclops' countless notes and wisdom, and became a giant orc. The battleship broke through the atmosphere and turned into burning flames, and the already scorching air seemed to become even worse.

The boys were in a mess, and the bosses didn't know what was going on. Restlessness and fear filled the orc battleship, but Cyclops felt that this group of guys were too unlike an orc.

It is precisely because they don't know waaagh that they let him lose miserably. In this case, One Eye also decided to change his thinking. If there is power that can help him rule this star area and let his waaagh float in the void, then even if he is a demon I will also trade with them.

Those who can be at the apex of a star region, no matter whether they are humans or aliens, can climb to such a position among trillions of compatriots, it is absolutely impossible for them to be hesitant. If one-eyed is burned to death in the flames at this moment, it can be exchanged for victory and happiness. What he expects, he will willingly do.

The absolute distortion and abnormality of such a desire is the key to his success. At this moment, the exterior of the battleship is distorted and deformed by the high temperature, and it begins to disintegrate due to gravity. Among the huge four-kilometer-long thing, only the orc boys curled up in the core area are still safe.

Like the flames of the gods, they are about to fall and burn this world. In the Chaos Space Warrior, Vingar watched the death flames falling from space. The high temperature of this world could not hinder his expectation. to guide the orcs.

And the automatic cannons of the Mechanicus were roaring, and the lasers and light spears were constantly waiting on the strategic ships of the orcs, but the huge body of four kilometers was enough to resist those weapons that were deadly to the assault ships.

It fell, it was a gift from the gods to the traitors of Chaos, and it was also a sign that the aliens came here. The jet of the battleship engine can also be used as a reaction force to reduce the impact of the landing, but even so, the huge sound and its impact Power still fell on the parched world like the roar of a beast.

At this moment, no matter whether it is the founding governor or the star boundary army, whether it is a mortal or a space soldier, whether it is a machine servant or a technical sage, they can feel the restlessness, and they can feel it clearly.

"It's an orc!" Alan Bayer said almost instantly, even though he was in the steel castle, separated from the outside environment by a thick alloy, he could still feel it.

This is also a sign that One Eye is swearing that he is not dead at this moment. The legendary orc is now making a comeback, and he is the nightmare of all human beings.

Skadi's soldiers involuntarily began to pack and maintain their weapons, and while preparing to meet the orcs, the Chaos Space Marines were even more surprised, compared to a huge metal monster that looked like a hill fell in front of them, and There was no warning or advance notice of this incident, and it was difficult for even a space warrior to understand how such a thing happened.

Those orcs also went around, and crawled out of the ruins and pipes, which were not the gate anyway. Then Vingar realized for the first time that a battleship could hold so many people.

Even the Chaos traitors try to keep enough space between mortals, which means about three meters, and most of the space on the battleship is reserved for the altars of the gods or the armory, but obviously the orcs have no worries at all, they Only the kid and food, other resources?dynamo?This huge battleship is!
One-eyed lightly used his thick arms to tear apart the alloy in front of him. After he "woke up", the orc's body began to grow stronger and the muscle density continued to expand, but obviously, he was still "short". For a four-meter-long orc The boss group, he looks like a kid at two meters.

But One Eye loved the way it felt, he yelled, he pulled out his weapon and shot into the air, regardless of the orcs' inability to stand the heat and the dizzy heads that had just fallen. "Do it! Do it! I need ammunition, armor, and looting trucks for looting shrimp food, enough dirty trucks!"

Orders are more important than anything else. The orcs disassembled the battleship in an orderly manner according to the quality. Vingar approached the damned alien. He had mixed feelings about Cyclops at the moment. His command and control are almost impeccable.

He still hasn't been truly accepted by his brothers since he was still a loyalist or boarded Huron's ship, and that feeling has become more like jealousy than disgust, he even said deliberately. "Three hours, I want to see the engine."

But One-Eyed just yelled. "Gart, dismantle the engine to Boss Wayne!"

Next, the core of the huge battleship, the huge engine of hundreds of meters was pushed, pulled, and pushed in front of Vingar by those boys and orcs working together, without even the force feedback mechanical arm that is often used in casting. .

"Here, you..." This is almost counterintuitive. Compared with the huge mass of this thing, in order to generate enough energy in it, the capacity of this generator can support the operation of several imperial industrial hive cities, although it seems to be only a hundred meters away. , but the internal weight can even crush a Lemanus, but it is obviously unreasonable to use only ordinary wheels made of waste products to remove it at this moment.

One-eyed is just saying. "Don't worry, our cooperation has just begun. Orcs are not the barbarians you imagined, and I am not weak."

He stretched out his hand and responded with human etiquette, but Vingar was not used to it. Mortals used more handshakes, but he could only return the salute.

The green palm touched the outside of the power armor, and at this moment Vingar realized that he was not as strong as the orc, because he wanted to let go, but couldn't.

"You..." Vingar regretted cooperating a little bit. It seemed that the opponent had not only come prepared, but now his strength was also stronger in various aspects, but soon his mood stabilized, because his war brother and Merovingian His existence is his biggest trump card.

The orc also knew very well that he would not benefit from a frontal battle. The individual strength of the orc was too weak, and the one-eyed man also took a fancy to the strong combat ability of the veterans of the Red Pirates.

He gave supplies and lads, Space Marines gave them power and Chaos sorcery, and the most fearsome war alliance formed on this humble forge world, and the only people who faced them were ordinary Astra Militarum troops.

In this hopelessly dark universe, the God-Emperor probably couldn't keep an eye on the bastard things that continued to happen throughout the empire, and those aliens and heretics are also completely allied today.

Those restless souls thirst for blood and war, and the Skadi are destined to be busy at the end of this dark No.40 millennium.

(End of this chapter)