Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire.

Chapter 235 The Prelude to the Protracted War
It was a panting and painful beast, dragging the charge from its worn-out shoulder armor, and approaching the mortal who made him utterly embarrassed. To be precise, this was the time and situation when both sides were closest to victory.

Victory, victory is the defeat of the enemy's establishment, will, formation, command, etc. are all part of it, a huge army is far more fragile than most people imagine, iron-blooded machines need countless joints and links to barely Operation, in essence, war is to compare the strength of each place of the two sides.

Today, if the Space Marine Shock Troopers crumble due to the defeat of their Captain, the Imperial Guard seize the precious wonder of the Guardian Front, or the Astra Militarum end their crusade with the death of the Sun Lord.

The giant panted like a wild beast, moved forward, brandished the huge sword, and the destructive stand roared, and the annoying buzzing sound was harsh and clear on the chaotic battlefield, among the shuttle guns or sharp blades.

His right hand was wounded by the Raitlin Kid, which was not much luck, and the extremely fast speed was slowed down a bit. Although the evil space warrior still believed that it was impossible for mortals to dodge his own attack, he simultaneously raised the bolt pistol with his left hand. Shoot and force mortals to confront him.

Armed left and right, showing sharpness, like a beast biting, no matter whether it is weapons, equipment, physical strength, or combat experience, the Sun Lord has no advantage.

But he is not afraid. If he closes his eyes at this moment, then he is doomed to fail. The so-called courage is the key to the struggle, especially the struggle of wild beasts. Be sure of the attack and deal with it calmly. Then, the hormones are secreted, Everything in front of me became chaotic and slow.

Facing the giant, the Sun Lord's arms trembled with excitement, and the power brought by that excitement, when the destruction positions intersected, the small mortal dodged the projectiles, the blades collided with each other, the positions burst into sparks, and this madness The terrible showdown unfolded in the eyes of most people.

The space warriors marveled at the terrifying physical strength and technology of this mortal, and the imperial guards were excited by the divine power of the Sun Lord, but mortals will always be mortals. Soon Alan Byer felt strenuous and had to use the blade to deflect the enemy's attack. The blade is off.

Just a few seconds after touching the blade, the Sun Lord judged that this veteran star warrior was stronger than the Dark Eldar Inquisitor just by looking at his personal combat effectiveness.

This is the biggest personal problem he has encountered so far. When Alan Baier stabilized his body, the monster continued to attack, and the evil-like power sword kept waving, like undead, leaving red everywhere on the sandbags and the ground. The color traces, the cutting of the destructive position is strong and terrible, and at the same time, the heat brought by the elimination of the object will stain the cut, as bright as the hot iron ingot hammered by a blacksmith.

The Sun Lord dodges and pounces. It has to be said that many of Kane's swordsmanship are dodge-oriented, and in many cases he can restrain the strong with the weak.

It's just that the failure to succeed in many attacks made the space warrior even more annoyed, so that he only had the Sun Lord in front of him. It may be the influence of the Chaos Gods. He is more powerful than the superman in the eyes of many mortals, but he easily loses his mind.

The terrifying chaotic eight-pointed star on the armor shone brightly, and the bright red light seemed to make people lose their minds. In this dark universe, in the forty thousand years of human civilization, the decorations on the armor are no longer ostentatious. Physical and morale boosting stuff, but real evil, real justice.

When the power of chaos invaded his heart, no matter how pious the Sun Lord was, his body would be delayed, and at this moment, the edge of the sword had arrived.

One split in two, or a cut in the middle, countless thoughts flashed through the mind of the Chaos Space Marine, he had won, and now he wanted to taste the sweet blood, he couldn't help but let out a roar of cheers, like a wild beast wanting to get fresh meat , A foul voice burst from his throat.

Then, he felt the arm was completely broken, the wound that had just been hit, was now completely open, torn by a strong evil light, the thick arm and the wound's sad burnt marks represented the consequences of the same carbine .

"Ahhh!" The monster roared and screamed, almost breaking Raitlin's eardrums, and the poor little dwarf was holding his weapon tremblingly at the moment, and now he was the one who returned the short-range snipe. The return of the Sun Lord's rescue was his life-threatening counterattack.

Blood flowed from his big ears, moistening the tattered military uniform, and the Chaos Space Marine turned around very quickly like a leopard cat, staring at this weak man with predator-like eyes.

The two attacks and the painful sniping with a broken arm, the anger at this moment made him unbearable, he wanted to tear the ugly and short body apart, and kill the clown.

The fierce wind of tyranny brushed against the cheeks of those who believed in the Emperor, and it felt like rotting flesh brushing against the skin, making one suffocate and want to vomit.

Standing upright with its twisted body, this terrifying monster brandished a butcher knife at countless people who were weaker than him and begged his gods to give him enough attention, while a strong force came from behind him, and the voice of the sun lord came.

"Why don't you find someone who is as strong as you to fight!"

The gods bestowed him with great power and made his brainstem burn with chaotic power when fighting, so he could only focus on one enemy, just like a monster with a low intelligence level in a video game, but he did get power, so powerful that A more formidable force than any Space Marine the battle-hardened Sun Lord has ever seen, the Orc Warboss.

When the power scythe was inserted into his body and penetrated into his flesh and blood, Alan Byer even felt the resistance, which was the feeling only when attacking the adamantine wall, and it also represented that the monster's body had surpassed the space warriors, and did not belong to it at all. Humanity.

The Space Marine captain, already recovering from the pain, and the weapon of Alan Bair entered his body, now the Sun Lord only needed to go down or up to silence the beast forever.

He has used all his strength to pull upwards as fast as possible, destroying the position to cut open Superman's stomach, two hearts, and many special organs, killing this monster worth hundreds of thousands of lives!
Victory is just around the corner, but life's desire to survive is so strong that it can make a body on the verge of death tear its own flesh and pull out the blade, so that he can tear most of his flesh tissue, and will continue to tear his flesh and blood The blade was pulled out.

The heart-piercing feeling made the Sun Lord feel his pores stand up. This is how this crazy and terrifying monster released his beast-like nature.

The Raitlin kid yelled in fright. "Boss, run!" He crawled out of the corpse pit, and left at the fastest speed in his life, while the Sun Lord just looked at the monster calmly.

He seemed powerful, but he was already on the verge of death, because his eyes were already awake, and in the cracked head armor, a dark green eye stared at the Sun Lord firmly, without saying a word.

When the Chaos Gods took that gift away, no matter how powerful this guy was, he couldn't defeat the healthy Sun Lord. Even Alan Bayer was out of breath at this moment, and his body was constantly heaving.

Victory, this idea flashed in the mind of the Sun Lord, hundreds of veterans and dozens of Catachans replaced a company of space fighters, about 23 ten people, and a captain, it really makes people have to Excited to win.

And the evil beast just now stood weakly, looking terrifying, and the sound of hissing breathing appeared in his grille, but to the Sun Lord who surpassed the limits of human beings, it was not so scary.

Whether it is the emperor, the green skins, or other things that give him strength, he has to thank those, as well as the teaching of Mr. Kane, and this terrible battlefield, those who forged the current Sun Lord like a furnace, And make him rock solid.

"Did your gods let you win?" Alan Bayer's gun was pressed against the head of this weak monster, and the terrifying warrior was extremely sober at the moment, he just said.

"Then did your corpse emperor save your compatriots?" The voice was hoarse and terrifying, as if an insect was stuck in his throat.

"No, indeed, the Emperor didn't save Skadi." Alan Bayer replied, the demon laughed, crackling, a hoarse laugh, but the second half of the sentence made him feel dissatisfied immediately.

"Because I'm here, I'm here to save the world on his behalf, and this beautiful castle is also mine." Alan Bayer emphasized.

After he listened, he raised his left hand, like a wild beast, like a gust of wind, and smashed the entire terrifying arm in power armor, weighing tens of kilograms. A mortal would be bleeding if he just touched it. roar.

But the Sun Lord just raised his hand, held down the thick arm like a tree trunk like he was treating a naughty child, caught it, and then shot.

The bright red death represents the defeat of the Space Marines, the brief evacuation, the jetpack leaving the battlefield, the victory cheer of the Imperial Guard, and the almost collapsed Sun Lord.

His palms turned bright red, and it took a lot of strength to withstand that attack. The huge headless corpse in front of him was not only his trophy, but also proof that the Imperial Guard survived.

Alan Baier looked at the trenches made of sandbags. The corpses of the Imperial Guard intertwined with the interstellar warriors. Three or four Skadi veterans attacked the joints of the interstellar warriors with weapons to make them lose their combat effectiveness. Some people used bombs to explode. Warrior's advance.

The victory was not sweet, even bitter, and the deaths of the siblings and the few losses of the Space Marines meant that they could come back anytime, anywhere.

Cleaning up the battlefield and piling up sandbags, the engineering troops used heavy equipment to dig out the thick rock underground. Those black and smooth things looked like obsidian, making one wonder if magma would be dug out downwards.

The veterans enjoy the admiration of the recruits, and the recruits are scolded for installing barbed wire, because most discerning eyes can see that those cultists are going to cut off the supplies of the Imperial Guard and choose to give up this hard bone.

At the command point, Alan Baier was wiping heresy's blood on his armor, and the chief of staff was chattering about how stupid and dangerous the commander's charge was just now, while arranging dinner for him like an old lady.

Raitlin boy said thank you for the first time, and he will use his private collection to make food for everyone to subsidize their stomachs and open up meat.

Catachan Sergeant Chief is busy rescheduling and pacifying Catachan internally. There are too many Catachan soldiers who died in this war, so that this person chooses a world in the whole universe, chooses a regiment for each world, and thousands of people in a regiment Pick one of the elite, the elite will be hurt.

The second lieutenant and the lieutenant were appeasing and arranging the soldiers. Their growth and majesty among the soldiers made it rare for Alan Baier to be free for news, but now he interrupted the chattering chief of staff and just said.

"What about the Space Marines now..."

The chief of staff sighed, he didn't know whether he was lamenting the current war situation or dissatisfied with the Sun Lord's attitude, but he still said it. "The heavy encirclement built by the space fighters several kilometers away, carrying a lot of heavy equipment, ready to go."

"Our current firepower cannot break through, and the depth of the underground is too deep to contact the Bordello. The information we gave Bordello before we dived underground is one month. If we don't come out for a month, the ship can leave and return to the mainland. Troops, and then follow Commander Qi Fan's dispatch."

Alan Baier asked. "How many days is it today?" There is no day or night in the underground, and the standard Terra day can only be judged by the alarm clock, but fortunately, this method is often used in the void, and the chief of staff often carries a device to record the time.

"Less than a week, about five days." The staff officer replied.

"Really, this place underground can make people forget how many times they slept and woke up..." Alan Baier rubbed his temples. "Catachan probably won't be able to break through the defenses of the space fighters. Those supermen's physical fitness is too strong, and support is nowhere in sight. Although the food is definitely enough, whether it is the Bordello leaving or we are sitting here waiting to die, a month It's all about death."

"But our troops couldn't break through the enemy's encirclement. The Phraxia armored regiment is not there, and the ground-shaking gun is still in the hands of Commander Qi Fan." The staff officer said.

"This is not a problem. Our soldiers are like liquids. Water is impermanent and can adapt to various situations." This sentence suddenly appeared. It was Catachan, and that was the Master Chief. This is a place buried by trenches, a semi-underground bunker that was smashed open with the equipment of the engineering team.

"Water Anomaly? You speak like a titanium." The Chief of Staff asked questioningly, while Sergeant Catachan only said seriously to the Sun Lord.

"I plan to bring soldiers, to be precise, a group of recruits from the Catachan reserve team, to use a small amount of supplies and individual equipment near the camp, snipe from a distance, guerrilla, and other means rely on a small number of soldiers to contain the enemy means."

"It's like a stream is constantly washing away. In a month, I want them to break open, and the water drips through the stone!"

Alan Baier was frightened, was he taken away by the Titanium ambassador?But this concept is indeed possible, but guerrilla warfare space fighters? "The loss will be great."

"I know! But only Catachan can do it, we can get used to the forest, and we can get used to the steel!" replied the Master Chief.

The Sun Lord turned on his kettle and drank his coffee, which is how he gets nervous. "Then, do it!"

(End of this chapter)