Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire.

Chapter 190 Titanium and Dark Eldar Pirate Alliance?
The orc war lasted a little longer than the imperial navy imagined, but it was not far behind expectations, but they did a good job, allowing the empire to rest for a while. The flames of war burned the entire starry sky and never stopped. Those orcs also completely Disappeared from the void, to be precise, fled in all directions.

They will become the great enemy of human beings in the future, and after a few hundred years, there will be war leaders who lead them on a journey to the stars and seas, and then appear in front of human beings again, tirelessly staging war farces again and again.

This is their goal, to bury the genes, penetrate into the bone marrow, and remain unchanged for thousands of years.

Rather than sigh, the Red Pirate's troops are advancing again, vague red dots appear on the auspicious instrument, and the drums of war are beating again, but no one on the Steel Gate can enjoy that feeling, but the war is at this moment with the Skadi people. It doesn't matter.

Because they had just finished the war with the orcs and it took time to repair the Bordeaux, they rested in their camp area. The Leitlings cooked that special cod soup, which tasted delicious and sweet.

He is not a traditional Raitling, but the talent of his ancestors has not been discarded at all, and his cooking skills are buried in his heart. Even if he is brought to the foundry world and reads thousands of years of changes, he is still stable.

The second lieutenant was eating dinner, fiddling with the cold metal on the table, and was worried about not joining the war, but everyone needed to rest, and it was rare for him to be quiet.

Meals followed by exaggerated sleep. The interior of Poldero’s ship cabin is full of sleeping people. Others either eat, and eat only to sleep. The war is too urgent, and the high-intensity warship battle is even more hours. The hail of bullets and the roar of machinery trembled.

In that case, if the soldiers can still sleep... oh, except for the Skadi veterans. After all, they have encountered the situation of the orc war and are familiar with it early. For them, it is wrong to sleep too quietly.

This is both good and tragic, and the symptoms of PTSD are almost inevitable. It is not difficult to imagine that when they retire, they may not be used to peace.

The good news is that there are so many places in the Empire that have wars, they can easily not stop...until they die for the emperor, so, PTSD may not exist, they are always at war, the madness is instead alertness and foresight, because the enemy is always there .

Amset is better than Snake Wild Wine, with a strong taste, and this stuff is very unique. It tastes different depending on the place of origin. In fact, the distilled wine brewed from genetically modified wheat is also called Amset, and the genetically modified corn is also called Amset. Too.

The difference in taste between them may be that of vodka and white wine, but at the end of this dark No. 40 millennium, humans can no longer control this.

War has made many things worse. Just a few decades can make a dynasty chaotic. Once a hundred years of war can be recorded in the annals of history, but human beings are now facing tens of thousands of years of war. So far, what can change Is it bad?
When the wine has only been drunk as an indicator, now the Skadi talent is finally freed from the war for less than a moment.

Alan Baier stirred the creamy fish soup. He is one of the few guys who can sleep inside the battleship. Just a few hours of sleep can make his fighting power much stronger than others, but this is also a curse. How can people living in war Healthy it may be, but in this day and age, the whole empire is not healthy.

The staff officer sat in front of him, took out his private stash, some good jerky, dried fruit or something, suitable for this unusually quiet day.

"No more wars, bless the Emperor, I didn't expect to have a few days of rest in such a war."

"Give me some too, I'll exchange it with jerky."

Alan Bair said. "Unfortunately, it's not normal. It would be nice if the enemy would give us a holiday."

The two smiled wryly, and it was a luxury for them to survive, eating the dried meat in a bag, as if the war was far away at this moment.

Maintaining firearms, preparing weapons, training shooting, people dedicate their lives to war, and today is like a special day, and some people come here smelling of dried meat.

That young man was also an elite of the Skadi Regiment. He, the second lieutenant of the Skadi, picked up a piece of jerky. "What's good to eat here?"

Alan Bair said. "What kind of food is this, if we can't find what we want to eat in Karoo City?"

"This is not as good as fish soup, but the main meal is too small, so don't eat it dry, have some Amset."

The second lieutenant picked up some with his water bottle. To be honest, the quality of the Amsets that can be sent on the battlefield depends entirely on God’s will. Generally speaking, only the best ones are needed for 11 taxes, but now hundreds of warships need to be maintained. In a future war with tens of millions of people, the consumption may be astronomical.

The fuel for transporting a single drop of wine has already exceeded the wine itself, and in order to maintain the huge demand, the quality of this thing has become more random, yellow, almost like beer-like low-concentration distilled wine, yellow is just a matter of preservation...

It is definitely not a good thing, but it is also the status quo of most of the supplies of the Imperial Guard today, and such rotten things are the personal supplies approved by the Ministry of Military Affairs for officers. To come to such a "yellow soup".

The second lieutenant took a sip of wine and dried meat, but he didn't care. It is courageous for a normal person to do it in front of his superiors, but he can drink good wine and meat without changing his face. This is one of the few guys charm.

If the Skadi regiment didn't have this treasure, life would be a lot harder...

It was just that suddenly, the staff officer started pouring, and then asked with a blushing face. "What's up with you and Captain Kellys Arkady?"

The lieutenant blushed instantly. "This... that... people... um~"

Alan Baier cursed. "Squeaky, you were so cheeky before, just treat it as your reward for drinking my food, come here."

"Come here... Boss, do you think my job is to eat and drink?" The second lieutenant was a little dissatisfied, but Alan Baier just replied. "I don't know how many times you would have died without me."

"Let's talk about it, our group can have such good things..."

The second lieutenant blushed and gulped down the alcohol. As a full-blooded member of the Imperial Guard, not to mention the pissing, even with hormones, he could calmly fight the alien with a bayonet, but sometimes the feeling of being chased by people It's just a groggy feeling, and the alcohol is just an excuse, a lame excuse.

"I plan to wait until the war in the universe is over..."

Alan Baier pressed against his mouth. "Unlucky, tell me, bah bah bah."

The second lieutenant's face became anxious. "What's unlucky?!" He only felt that he was completely sober and in a bad mood, but Alan Baier still looked at him seriously.

"Okay...the boss has the final say."

It's tacit understanding, but the lieutenant colonel and the chief of staff have already made it clear that they are quite looking forward to the success of this pair, but after this meat grinding battle, how many people will still be alive?
Such doubts spread in the Imperial Guard, and it is also very common. Today you can drink and talk, but tomorrow you may die, and the smoke of war will burn everything, and it will not care whether you know that person or not.

The same is true for Lieutenant General Marcato. He looked at the signal on the auspicious instrument and sighed.

"About 1, all in the shape of firepower..."

The adjutant replied. "The Messenger-class Tau destroyers are the main ones. They don't have torpedoes and are replaced by powerful railguns."

"It is also expected that there will be a defensive formation composed of merchant-class light cruisers and heroic-class cruisers."

Marcato thought for a moment. "Does this size alone require our entire fleet to go into battle?"

"War really won't always be easy. How long can the chaos of the orcs hold them back?"

"Those blue-skinned pirates without noses are attacking those orcs, and they can't stand it anymore."

Marcato smiled wryly. "I didn't expect them to keep saying that the superiors treat them well, but there are still so many pirate troops."

"There is still a period of time. Before those greenskins finish fighting, activate the full defense of Steel Gate. We will fight a defensive battle."

Other commanders would agree that delaying time was more important at the moment, and the idea was for the aliens as well, that the noseless men on the "merchant ships" had found allies while the Red Pirates were giving those orders to invade and rout.

Unlike the normal situation where the troops are driven by titanium, this group of titanium has abandoned the clan, that is, the hybrid, the genes of the Huo family, the water family, the earth family, and the gas family are all gathered, but they still maintain a considerable part of the division of labor. With the help of the high level of medical treatment and genetic screening, the overall level of this group of Tau pirates is still not inferior to the regular army.

After all, the average lifespan of the Tau race is only 40-50 years, which makes them care more about inheritance than humans, and these pirates are not rogues, but troops deliberately distributed during the great expansion of Tau.

During these hundreds of years, the expansion of titanium to the limit star field has never stopped. In a very fast time, a lot of titanium has come to the core of the galaxy, which should be the core of the limit star field to be precise.

The darkness of this world is displayed in front of them, and the distance from the superior good and the ether makes them have to hug each other for warmth. Hundreds of years are so far away for hunters, not to mention the average age of titanium is less than human beings.

The fleet at this moment is composed of four large business alliances, four leaders, four flagships, and four attitudes, relying on dialectical thinking and evidence collection, and seeking truth from facts in this dark universe.

Although it was not the original intention of this group of "explorers" to join this expedition, they also urgently needed the knowledge that the Red Pirates had promised them about the universe and the human empire for tens of thousands of years.

In fact, Tie is absolutely not as ignorant and ignorant as imagined by most people in the empire. Their high-level leaders rely on the wisdom from this group of explorers, some from plundering, some from investigating the situation, and some from trading.

The ethers not only know what psychic power is, they even know the history of the human empire better than many humans, but they don't know the story as far away as before the Great Crusade.

But how could they not be aware of the threat of AI, but today's Tau Empire still needs those things, without the precision engineering of computers and the assistance of lathes, the best engineers of the Earth Clan would immediately set back hundreds of years of technological level, and the Empire The Tech Priest is no different, relying on more crude means to build the engine.

And in their flagship, the only master-class large cruiser, electronic virtual images appeared in the conference room, and the four older titanium (with "pebble" marks on their cheeks) "faced" each other.

"The orcs lost, and they fought beautifully. I have to admit that the human commander of the empire is quite powerful." The man who spoke was a bit like the Fire clan, but his clothes also had the style of the Shui clan.

"I agree. Considering that we still have a lot of human alliances, I actually think we can spread the best way to the humans here." The person who answered was a female Ti, who was quite old, but looked like a Tushi.

"No, the imperial guards here are simple-minded and powerful. Vingar is at a disadvantage. The planetary engine called the Ark of Ominous Omen is also missing. Our troops are still mainly messenger-level troops. It is difficult to ensure publicity." win at the same time.”

"Don't forget, we can no longer return to our home world, our bloodlines are already in chaos, and it is our task to convey information to our hometown to the ether."

"Don't put the cart before the horse!"

Silence, no matter how hard they maintain the style of the Tau tribe, they are just abandoned children now, but for Tau's dream of swimming in the stars and seas, no matter how difficult it is, they will do it.

Whether it is the complex alien technology or the secrets of the strange void universe, they have no hesitation. In this regard, titanium is extremely similar to humans in the Dark Ages. If the emperor can see these strange creatures, maybe he will also be with them alliance.

First, the Tau is one of the few xenomorphs that did not betray humanity 2 years ago and walk onto the main stage of the galaxy.

Second, the similarity between human beings and titanium, at least in the past, especially in the desire for exploration and materialism.

Third, the truth of the Empire and the Highest Good are also similar. Maybe facing the intelligent ethers, the Emperor's attitude towards them will be better than the Mechanicism or even his son, Lorgar, those magic sticks of Magnus.

But even so, today's human beings are extremely crazy, dying, like beasts that have returned to the light, but titanium is full of curiosity, and even less greedy in terms of desire.

Without the possibility of meeting powerful leaders like the Emperor and the Aether, it would be impossible for humans to get the rare thing of allies again in this era.

War is a part of fate, at least the Chaos Gods love this drama, and the Tau can feel the pressure from humans at this moment, to challenge the pressure of Steel Gate.

Suddenly, there was a squeaking noise, which is rarely the case with the equipment that Titanium is proud of. "What?"

"Our equipment is disrupted, my lords..."

Restlessness, confusion, is soon replaced by order, the Earth's Engineer shouted. "There is an external signal!"

A moment later, a tall, white face with rich smoky makeup was stuck in front of the four executives.

"Everyone, this is your Eldar alliance~ We work together for the Red Pirates, don't we?"

"Let's put it this way..." His voice was sharp, high, ugly, extremely ugly, clip tone!

The oldest of the four scolded directly. "What you have done has caused the Supreme Good Dao to drag you into the diplomatic blacklist!"

You must know that the only races that can be pulled into the diplomatic blacklist by titanium are worms, orcs, and the three ghosts and monsters of the Dark Eldar!

But the other side said. "I'll help you down this giant iron block, we need the other things the Red Pirates promised, and you too, don't you?"

Silence, they really need it, and there is currently no conflict with the Eldar. Although there are historical contradictions, the Tau are not so inflexible.

Of course, it may be that they were backstabbed not hard enough, but after weighing the pros and cons, the Eldar can help them get what they need, and even the large amount of information provided by the Red Pirates allows them to cross the river by feeling the empire...

They need the history of the first 2 years of human civilization!

After pondering, the four answered. "we agree…"

Then, the sharp, harsh laughter that almost pierced the eardrums echoed and echoed until the hall was completely darkened.

(End of this chapter)